Arsonal vs. Iron Solomon King of the Dot (Ft. Arsonal & Iron Solomon)

[Round 1: Iron Solomon]
So, you're retiring, aren't you?
Your time is borrowed
You'll be dead by tomorrow
Say goodbye to Arsonal
I gave you a chance rapping first: The Life of Pablo
Your final battle's with Loaded Lux, 'cause he got the best showmanship
But your Iron match is second-to-last 'cause my pen ultimate!
ONCE AGAIN, YOU HERE...UP IN ANOTHER CRACKER'S STATE!
UP ON ANOTHER CRACKER'S STAGE!
(UP IN ANOTHER CRACKER'S FACE!)
Brothers and sisters, let's thank the God over our heads
That we don't EVER HAVE TO HEAR THAT FUCKING SLOGAN AGAIN!
Bitch, I will speed past you after you retire
You just a pit stop
I'm the gift shop: you had to see me on your way out to get props!
You old Okwerdz got burned, Whoopi Goldberg lesbian lovin'
Gotta picture sucking dick just to have sex with a woman!
You old showboating, fake-wrestling rapper Hulk Hogan
Can't write enough bars for one round without four slogans
I thought a job that you oughta try when you duck out would be a crossing guard
You'd be good at holding up signs on a bus route!
See, in his bars, he's the hardest
But divide the art from the artist
And Ars' is the most harmless on my "People I Wanna Harm" list
I only took money 'cause the price I charged was high
He lacked the credit, so everybody else on the card declined
I FUCKING HATE...that y'all gave me Arsonal
Bro, I'd rather be sippin' liquor
Watching Patrick and Kenny bicker 'bout which rapper's the bigger wigger
Help me understand how a hustler from your hood would do
Cook coke and the crack rock
That's the process you put it through
Sell the rock to the fiends to get high, they cook it, too
So, why, when we saw you with Tay, Roc was cooking YOU!?
I don't see how people condone your seat at the throne
When, even in Jersey, you second seed is a Jones
And leaving your home, you don't do nothing unique, you a clone
On UDubb the only time he on a league of his own!
You fill the house with your homies, your right-hands, so everyone claps
On the road, you behind every round: you a mudflap!
Like, in Detroit, we thought that you'd be riding down with C's
The type of rowdy G's who move on every side of town with ease
You acting harder than a jerkoff that's right about to skeet
And how you handled yourself had you flying out the D!
No, no, no, no, no, no!
But Arsonal's squeezing Tommy's, shottys
Holding heat for homi's
Made a killing in his building, and didn't leave the lobby
I'm thinking Wilson from Home Improvement
Y'all on the fence if you believe him, probably
'Cause we hear him talking 'bout the tool, man, but never seen a body!
Bitch, you won't squeeze a button to fire burners!
You holding heat for nothin'
If Ars pull a handle, and rounds come out, it's a pizza oven!
I keeps a fucking ratchet on my side like a cheating husband
Teach him somethin', open up his mind like a deep discussion
Or feed him punches 'til he sleep like the Reaper cousin
Your bitch is bad
She has to face me: I'm the repercussions!
I got her on her knees for somethin', like she think Jesus comin'
But I'm an atheist, 'cause she's the one that I be leavin' nuttin'!
GOD! GOD! GOD! GOD!
Your girl finna pray in more than a religious way
Adam and Eve: this bone I gave her made her who she is today!
Bro, I hit her with some dick to suck, and never let her spit it up
And ever since I taught her how to swallow, now her shit is nuts!
I put it all in her butt crack, then squirted on her spine
Don't call it a comeback!