The Punisher vs Al Capone (Album Version) Gridline Studios (Ft. Mr. Tibbs)
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[Intro]
Gridline Rap Battles
Al Capone
Vs
The Punisherrrrrrr
Begin!
[Verse 1 - The Punisher (Mr. Tibbs)]
One batch, two batch. Penny and dime
I'll wreck your life worse than your syphi-led mind
In this Scar-face off, all I need's a kind word
To shoot you for a second time, with better aim than the first
Got a finger on the trigger, even if you're here to bicker
Crossing boundaries with rhymes, I'm a bootleg licker
You're the American dream, if it went under a hacksaw
'Cause my verse will finish you off, like your brush with tax fraud
[Verse 2 - Al Capone (Mr. Tibbs)]
Soup's on, Frank, now that thе seasons have changed
Bеcause the milkman cometh, bringing your expiration date
An Afghan hound with your arsenal seems hardly impartial
Now you're not untouchable when I become the marshal
Mack rip-off trying to crush a bug worse than mine
I'll drown you in my still flow and put the X's on your eyes
Take a roll of the dice, Pete, cause your Punishment's droll
Go back to your semi-tary, you should've stayed in your hole
Gridline Rap Battles
Al Capone
Vs
The Punisherrrrrrr
Begin!
[Verse 1 - The Punisher (Mr. Tibbs)]
One batch, two batch. Penny and dime
I'll wreck your life worse than your syphi-led mind
In this Scar-face off, all I need's a kind word
To shoot you for a second time, with better aim than the first
Got a finger on the trigger, even if you're here to bicker
Crossing boundaries with rhymes, I'm a bootleg licker
You're the American dream, if it went under a hacksaw
'Cause my verse will finish you off, like your brush with tax fraud
[Verse 2 - Al Capone (Mr. Tibbs)]
Soup's on, Frank, now that thе seasons have changed
Bеcause the milkman cometh, bringing your expiration date
An Afghan hound with your arsenal seems hardly impartial
Now you're not untouchable when I become the marshal
Mack rip-off trying to crush a bug worse than mine
I'll drown you in my still flow and put the X's on your eyes
Take a roll of the dice, Pete, cause your Punishment's droll
Go back to your semi-tary, you should've stayed in your hole
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