ROUND 1
[Profecy]
They got little homie against Big Prof
And I brought the homies, so everybody in the 7 masked up like Slipknot
With that heavy metal, I’m talking big chops
Trust me, not even K-Shine want to see that bitch cock
Against Logic, you was acting brolic
Hoping in this match, I hope you’re acting different
Or I’m lifting the mac and I’ma blast with it
My last two girls was dark skinned beauties, but their ass vicious
You don’t get it? That only means I’m used to macking black bitches
I ain’t get into this battle rap shit for asskissing
I’m savage, I’ll whoop my homie’s ass if he’s adlibbing
Like, you know what happened to my last victim?
You say my rhyme with me one fucking time and you gon’ hop in that bag with him
Notice how I got my back to Stuey
‘Cause I don’t feeling threatened today
He ain’t from Seattle letting it spray
You 20 miles out, you live in Federal Way
But you’re trying to get petty today? Well ain’t that wild?
I’m ginger, I ain’t got a soul to send, save that file
I’ll go Michael from The Wire ‘cause the mac wild
Even if he only getting shipped, he gon’ die in the snack aisle
I advise you to act wiser
Or I’ll come through in the whip with dark tent, not tint
I said tent, so we’ll give your whole camp fire
I’m a livewire, jump and get wet, why try?
You will get tore up like a high diver
And the rest will get tombstones, piledriver
But you’re still standing in front of me like you like the torture? So I’ma torch ya
If you see the white boy pull up with the trey? It ain’t Kyle Korver
See we both got sports references, but mine’s iller, all you write’s filler
It’s 4th Quarter and I ain’t came here to play like Mike Miller
See I’m the wrong one to go messing with
See I hear you got a girl, I’ma find her and wet that bitch
Ain’t nothing you can do about it, Stuey, but accept the shit
I’ll go to Seattle then blaze her, I’m Detlef Schrempf
You’re in the presence of a god, you should feel so blessed
They say I rap too slow, but that’s because I want you to die a slow death
It’s 7
[Profecy]
They got little homie against Big Prof
And I brought the homies, so everybody in the 7 masked up like Slipknot
With that heavy metal, I’m talking big chops
Trust me, not even K-Shine want to see that bitch cock
Against Logic, you was acting brolic
Hoping in this match, I hope you’re acting different
Or I’m lifting the mac and I’ma blast with it
My last two girls was dark skinned beauties, but their ass vicious
You don’t get it? That only means I’m used to macking black bitches
I ain’t get into this battle rap shit for asskissing
I’m savage, I’ll whoop my homie’s ass if he’s adlibbing
Like, you know what happened to my last victim?
You say my rhyme with me one fucking time and you gon’ hop in that bag with him
Notice how I got my back to Stuey
‘Cause I don’t feeling threatened today
He ain’t from Seattle letting it spray
You 20 miles out, you live in Federal Way
But you’re trying to get petty today? Well ain’t that wild?
I’m ginger, I ain’t got a soul to send, save that file
I’ll go Michael from The Wire ‘cause the mac wild
Even if he only getting shipped, he gon’ die in the snack aisle
I advise you to act wiser
Or I’ll come through in the whip with dark tent, not tint
I said tent, so we’ll give your whole camp fire
I’m a livewire, jump and get wet, why try?
You will get tore up like a high diver
And the rest will get tombstones, piledriver
But you’re still standing in front of me like you like the torture? So I’ma torch ya
If you see the white boy pull up with the trey? It ain’t Kyle Korver
See we both got sports references, but mine’s iller, all you write’s filler
It’s 4th Quarter and I ain’t came here to play like Mike Miller
See I’m the wrong one to go messing with
See I hear you got a girl, I’ma find her and wet that bitch
Ain’t nothing you can do about it, Stuey, but accept the shit
I’ll go to Seattle then blaze her, I’m Detlef Schrempf
You’re in the presence of a god, you should feel so blessed
They say I rap too slow, but that’s because I want you to die a slow death
It’s 7
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