[Round 1: Jey The Nitewing]
[Jey walks on stage clapping]
Proud a you lil' nigga
You finally made niggas believe
Wit ya own style, no arguments, ridiculous as it may be
Pot whippin', stabby stabbin'
I must say bro you really did do ya thing
But in front of the throne make sure it cuts to the bone
Otherwise I'll pull it back out like the sword from the stone
Just to let it be known you went from a Kid to a King the shit different wit' me
I see you witcha lil' new style, I’m too proud
Especially after the nigga Honor, had you beggin' for a new trial
The Goonies moved on, and that forced a nigga to move out
Despite all the hate and the doubt, it’s Big Lu now
Unfortunately for you nigga you cookin' wit' the uce now
They said Lu wild, whip the pot, he gettin Luau’d, he food now
They been hated, been doubted me, you talkin' to the big you now
It trendin' on Twitter you gon' be trending on the news now That’s too foul
HAHA!
Y’all knew this was a mistake
Look at him, fuck is this point guard doin' in the paint?
I'll move a bitch
'Move Bitch', this shit ludicrous (Ludacris) whip the pot, they gave Lu to Chris
He was rushin' (Russian), right through his shit
So it wasn’t, cause Lu did it, off popular vote he colLu'ded it
All that stupid shit gotchu through the Kid
And now you the kid
It’s levels to this and young man you done fell in the pit
Lookin' like somebody taught you better than this
You was beggin' for a shot, but you was better off without one
I’m showin' Castro the problem wit' equality of outcome
That tone, bring it down some
You THINK you figured it out
Got you some personality, good, go start a Tinder account
Don’t start fixin' ya mouth to write checks you can’t cash yet
At best, a funeral home is the closest that Cas' get (casket)
This ya burial sight, that casket flip, you prolly feel it was light
Be grateful, these are the last bars your gonna hear in this life
Talk very polite, or for ya family name I’ll make the light green
And slap his mama, rock his cousin? Yeah, Jey the Nitewing
You a deadman, but no matter how it sound to you
I just hope that you understand, I’m still proud of you
MadKing
[Jey walks on stage clapping]
Proud a you lil' nigga
You finally made niggas believe
Wit ya own style, no arguments, ridiculous as it may be
Pot whippin', stabby stabbin'
I must say bro you really did do ya thing
But in front of the throne make sure it cuts to the bone
Otherwise I'll pull it back out like the sword from the stone
Just to let it be known you went from a Kid to a King the shit different wit' me
I see you witcha lil' new style, I’m too proud
Especially after the nigga Honor, had you beggin' for a new trial
The Goonies moved on, and that forced a nigga to move out
Despite all the hate and the doubt, it’s Big Lu now
Unfortunately for you nigga you cookin' wit' the uce now
They said Lu wild, whip the pot, he gettin Luau’d, he food now
They been hated, been doubted me, you talkin' to the big you now
It trendin' on Twitter you gon' be trending on the news now That’s too foul
HAHA!
Y’all knew this was a mistake
Look at him, fuck is this point guard doin' in the paint?
I'll move a bitch
'Move Bitch', this shit ludicrous (Ludacris) whip the pot, they gave Lu to Chris
He was rushin' (Russian), right through his shit
So it wasn’t, cause Lu did it, off popular vote he colLu'ded it
All that stupid shit gotchu through the Kid
And now you the kid
It’s levels to this and young man you done fell in the pit
Lookin' like somebody taught you better than this
You was beggin' for a shot, but you was better off without one
I’m showin' Castro the problem wit' equality of outcome
That tone, bring it down some
You THINK you figured it out
Got you some personality, good, go start a Tinder account
Don’t start fixin' ya mouth to write checks you can’t cash yet
At best, a funeral home is the closest that Cas' get (casket)
This ya burial sight, that casket flip, you prolly feel it was light
Be grateful, these are the last bars your gonna hear in this life
Talk very polite, or for ya family name I’ll make the light green
And slap his mama, rock his cousin? Yeah, Jey the Nitewing
You a deadman, but no matter how it sound to you
I just hope that you understand, I’m still proud of you
MadKing
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