Kid Chaos vs. B. Dot URLtv (Ft. B. Dot The God & Kid Chaos)

[Round 1: B. Dot]
I'm godly
But to Earth I've come down for the one-round?
Well, that's all it take to catch a body
They called me
I told Beasley, "Look, I'm gifted
Don't even tell me who gon' be present, nigga...surprise me"
Oddly...they gave me the nigga wit' all the potential
Nah, nah, see
This what happens when they put the sure thing in front of the prob'ly
Told him he would take flight and be the bomb...
Yeah, nigga, kamikaze!
Try me
We be in your hotеl promptly
Under the gun the еxtended stay
We in the lobby
My shooter keep a piece (peace) wit' the BaldHead
We call him Gandhi
But he smoke 'dro, so his eyes low
Gotta keep 'em open to catch the drop
Ay, where the Visine!?
Pull up, everything dirty in the whip, but the ride clean
Pop out, 4 'Ks
You gon' see this shit clearer than a widescreen!
Consult wit' the killas
Meanin' the murderers advise me
Gimme what you got!
'Cause if I touch the baby, you all gettin' shot
This shit mo' 'Contagious' than the Isleys!
Mock me!
How you gon' catch a nigga movin' Godspeed?
Outta Earth is where they find me
I mean, leave Earth for once
Show us A Different World
Grow up, Kid! This ain't the Cosbys!
Why he, in front of me?
Thought I was gonna be takin' the Bat head off like I'm Ozzy
You (Jew) fake: Ashkenazi
.9s, .22s, .30s, .40s, even rise the shotty
I don't know what brush I'm tryna paint you with
I'm just drawin' whatever...like a Basquiat piece!
Ooh, you got me!
Finna hit your noggin
When I rap like this, it's a problem
I mean, it's always been in my genes (jeans)
It seems (seams) I'm just in a different pocket
Told Beas' we could skip this option
I wanted the crowd! Surf! Get the mosh pit!
Instead, I get this fake-ass Arsonal wit' different content
I never wanted this...Kid: Tristan Thompson!
Pick the topic!
This language I'm scriptin' is more ancient than Egyptian Coptic
This is business!
And you tryna get back more than what you've put in
Yeah...and now you get the Prophet (profit)!
This is nonsense
I'll put you-
Nigga, this is nonsense!
I'll put you in a chokehold for tryna skip the process
Your niggas will have to try and...take you out the loop
Like you don't wanna get the gossip!
Nigga, STOP it!
You pop shit from that 2-on-2 when y'all did it
Yeah, you linked up wit' Arsonal like y'all kindred
You had the pen, he had the performance - y'all blended
But the bar bended when Ars' mentioned you use too many words
We observed your style get dumbed down for dawg gimmicks
You let Arsonal stop you from puttin' in the pen (PIN)
Like you was his bitch in his phone, tryna get all in it
So I'm callin' it
.45s, .9s - BOW! - let the AR split him
He fall victim
But he still alive, takin' in oxygen
(*gasp*) Calm wit' it
BOW! Nigga, DIE!
The pistol tellin' him to take his last breath
Another arsenal (Arsonal) talkin' you outta bein' long-winded!
Y'all listen!
Steel sharpens steel, but he not Iron
Man, it's a Stark difference
I write wit' the might of the hand of God that stopped the crash that Twork was in during the car flippin'!
You got a pen, but you gotta evolve wit' it
Or keep losin' while Charles Dar-winnin'!
You gotta learn to walk wit' the giants!