Illmaculate vs 9DM

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[Round 1: Illmaculate] Alright ch'all, I gotta expose this punk square Sorry he was late gettin' to the circle he was finishin' his show upstairs See, he spend his life time on the sidelines, watchin' Illmaculate battlin' He would close his eyes tight and imagine that that was him How times flies but my guy, this is actually happenin'! Soak it up before the moment's up Now, let me tell you what the fact is, understand this I feel responsible for up to half of this bummy cat's wins Think I'm lyin' then you frontin', you can suck a fat dick But once Reverse Live got jerked, I ain't have them fuckin' judges back since See, everything you spittin' lately, shows me that you're gettin' lazy Switch it up, try somethin' different maybe In terms he understands, there's more than one way to skin a baby He's at the wrong end of the spectrum You established, right? That's a common misconception It's flashin' lights, just all a misdirection By the looks of him, you can call him a reflection Cause whenever I do somethin' he mirrors all of the expressions Tryin' to battle on the scene where they callin' me a "veteran" Same scene you ain't made a mark or an impression I'm battlin' my alter ego with an altered gene code from an alternate dimension Only we goin' in opposite directions Face it, you racist, all that hate shit is disgustin' Be honest, you preach violence, cause you reside at a safe distance from it You ain't beefin' in the street, twistin' fingers into signs You switch sides and rep whatever region is convenient at the time There's no ignorin' that rumor He's livin' in [?] sportin' Vancouver He books a trip to New York and back and couldn't make it back to the store to grab a Portland hat sooner And fuck your morbid ass humor You prolly wish I'd get sunburned; survive Only to watch my son burn; alive All that hateful shit you say is just words that rhyme I read the obituaries today and...not one person died So instead of wishin' death on this dude I let him live it Your real life is a death sentence to you And I'd rather get every affliction you've ever wished on everyone than live for a second as you [Round 1: 9DM] Fuck Police Brutality this guy respects the cops You still sit in the backseat with child protected locks You're so small you get drunk by your second shot And The Saurus about to go into a diabetic shock There was footage of me beatin' you I never thought it'd get deleted Before he was president this politician cheated I work full time in an office gettin' weeded I remember you had $500 to your name then you lost it to Conceited It's time that you and I collide Give you a drink 151 and cyanide He transformed his car like Ironhide Cause this motherfucker has a baby seat...on the driver side You should try and understand the supply and the demand You stick your dick between your legs and deny that you're a man Like Buffalo Bill in The Silence Of The Lambs I basically raised you, be a man, live life Had our ups and downs even had big fights I beat his ass, keep the cash, leave a cracked windpipe He's a Gremlin I ain't suppose to be feedin' past midnight Your music is torture, your mom should've left you at the boarder You got a human disorder That makes you look like the smallest man on the planet except two inches shorter Northwest ain't dead but there shouldn't be a deficit No other names on the first flier, go online and read the evidence You need to be impeached as president And beat like a redheaded stepchild with a speech impediment You don't wanna fight cause I'm landin' heavy hands Fast and deadly, hope you have a steady cam' His partner The Saurus is Greek, he's a fan of every man Won the championships and got matchin' wedding bands You won Scribble Jam then your confidence burned down Tried to repeat then last to H-Bomb in the first round I remember when Sound Gods was a crew Left cause you're an asshole and overconfident too Puffin' up your chest and askin' what they wanted to do Bitch I punch babies that are stronger than you! Your presidency should be put on the shelf Cause this is the first match you got me in 11 months and you ended up bookin' yourself It's Northwest all day, the heavyweight of the crew Cause battles and friendships, I'm separating the two He's insecure, he would never say that it's true My album is called You'll Never Be Famous and it's dedicated to you [Round 2: Illmaculate] 90 prolly thinks he's the streetest black rapper He said he'd beat babies up that was smaller than me Well just like this, that baby beat his ass after See, now you throwin' shots, what could I ever say about that? Let's just say I haven't been afraid of catchin' strays since you started livin' like a domesticated house cat Go ahead, share with us your schedule You ain't allowed to blow smoke that's in the air in your bedroom Cause you share it with your girl, plus his parent's in the next room Act like that's not yo' life, no wonder you're very homely I bet y'all for a double date, Tuesday's taco night, and Thursday is karaoke Dawg, if I was to air you out, I'd leave you embarrassed homie All them times you broke down, "I feel like you barely know me!" I talked about teamin' with Only 9D got bitter but he wouldn't budge He sat there, didn't say shit, cause he couldn't of Just stuck out his lower lip, lookin' like the only sibling at dinner that didn't get a pudding cup See, ya homies told you this would be a giant obstacle BG said that I would body you if it got psychological But why? That is not something I would want to do Cause I had fathered you so in a way, I'm responsible At the time your mother was gettin' pregnant, we were separated I neglected the paternity test, still kept it, raised it Even made sure you were clothed, fed and educated Now, I only have myself to blame for all the love that I never gave him I hesitated, every time I went to give him attention, instead I saved it Every day I would look at you and see someone else's face, I wish I was less abrasive I guess it was my selfish way of expressing shame, even though I would never say were second favorite Now, I know, I never gave you the help you need Even though I knew you weren't a healthy teen See I blame myself for things like low self esteem And pushin' off your insecurities with yourself on me But now I can't help but think, "My seeds finally becomin' famous." He's humble natured, underrated So I smile like a proud dad watchin' his only son that made it Then I turn away from OnlyOne, back to the other son I turned away from The love has become a hatred Like, why are you jealous of your brother? It's because he's younger, ain't it? [Round 2: 9DM] Bitch it looks like you stepped in grenades that severed your legs Honestly I think you'd look better with AIDS I don't care how legends are made, the competitive stage Cause you're the one that always battles for money and never gets paid While you're doin' 16 bar sets ups I'm twistin' another joint Enough with the bullshit just get to the fuckin' point You should hear the people 'Mac name drops Like he been around the world lettin' champagne pop On tour like you livin' in the fast lane, stop! Cause bitch we ended up in the exact same spot I'm blowin' up feel the blast of the bomb shell You're livin' your life poor and gotta act like it's not Hell You're just mad that your stock fell faster than a crash landin' at Roswell His mom should've got an abortion but Greg is here Had facial hair like mine, had to force him to shave his beard I took this battle in Portland to make it clear That objects on screen are shorter than they appear And I don't give a fuck if you're Native American If I could go back in time I would've traded you heroin And fuck the Tribe Of Selects I hope all you Indian motherfuckers die with regrets After livin' your whole life with Tourettes You're so broke you would think you didn't like money It's a long time comin' and it's gettin' quite ugly I hate Indians but this kid is my buddy Your people are the only ones that can make genocide funny Fuck a rap, I'd give respect if you rapped better But at least you can rain dance, I'm impressed with the bad weather We killed all you motherfuckers and instead of a grand gesture On Thanksgiving we celebrate the death of your ancestors See when I make a reservation it's a table for two When my ancestors made reservations they gave 'em to you When I'm drivin' I just got through at the bar When you're drivin' we can't even see you in the car The white man gutted your family like a Cuban cigar Plus your grandpa's the Indian on the Tootsie Pop wrapper shootin' the star Save it you're all talk, I'm a sports commentator the way that I call shots Fuck the Selects Tribe, if y'all don't go back to the reservation that y'all got Next Christmas you're gettin' a blanket with smallpox And when it comes to death I'm no stranger If your girl gets pregnant I'm the Lone Ranger That'll give her an abortion with a boat anchor instead of a coat hanger [Round 3: Illmaculate] Hold on, he said, "abortion with a boat anchor or a coat hanger" All them is empty threats, notice I'm in no danger Cause you are no gangster Now I got a story to tell Listen close It's 2004 he's on his way to Brainstorm There's a battle in Seattle and he wished it paid more But he knows he's gonna win, only problem is Illmaculate, I'm known to kill rappers quick Cause I'm skilled at this shit See I made it there safe, made it to the top 10 If it wasn't for me you prolly wouldn't even have got in But you won two battles, then you lost to Iron Solomon Back then you was pissed but now he tries givin' props to him See all that shit is true I told it to him on the phone, tryin' to lure an attack Then I heard he at the studio and threw it on a track (Laws told me that) Now, you don't believe it? Download his album titled, You'll Never Be Famous Funny that message pertains more to the fella that made it Now look, I'm the cocky spitter I never thought I could picture this Nazi Hitler in body glitter He thought he would get some shots in and only got bodied quicker Prolly found by somebody fishin' once his body missin' like Bobby Fischer I'm 'bout to smash this checkers player And don't call this shit a "classic", I could've took this match up less prepared At first he tried to mask it but he's mad I'm everywhere So I'ma treat this battle like a questionnaire cause I feel like I have to check this square Now I can tell I'm inside his head but this guy forgets this is my event While he talkin' loud, your own people would stomp you out at my request So fuck anything he might've said, now he caught up in the spiderweb I see you tryin' to get personal like that's earnin' you the slightest edge I mean, I could've guessed, that's the predictable move His rhymin' is nothin' special cause 9D (90) is one dimensional So why would I expect somethin' different from you? You don't see the bigger picture do you? As a rapper I hopped in the ring As a general manager, I stop and I think "What's best for business?" The fans are watchin' us beef I can return cheap shots but that is not what he needs Believe, I can make my top seed the laughing stock of the league See what you gettin' is an image, while he's starin' and actin' one way He's that kid, spits it before he lives it and swears it'll happen one day That's why I don't respect nothin' that you write Fans watchin' and thinkin', "How could you say that to someone you like?" First week of preparin' he was hungry for this night So he had 100 bars, funny part is he's never kept it 100 in his life You sweet, you cake batter, you're livin' in a fantasy You're a great rapper but you're a gimmick and it saddens me Cause I've seen someone in your face faggot and you ain't say shit about AIDS, cancer, women in his family None of that I'm surprised you even showed up to your funeral 9D, alright, I got your back, you know what I would do for you Even though you've never taken time to show me that it's mutual And we can go there, but I won't expose you that's what you would do Plus your body language showed that hit close to home cause we both know what I'm alluding to Look, this cat forgets, I know he won't scrap, he'd rather keep it rap instead But he'll wish death, talk about cancer spread Make all them big threats like he blastin' lead or clap the FED I'm not impressed cause actions speak louder than words and in that respect You haven't said shit yet Now he told me, "Alright, just don't diss my girl." I guess y'all prolly need eachother That thought never even crossed my mind That just showed me how highly he thinks of her I mean, I don't understand, who's he? The same cat that ain't do shit to Anthony Galuchi? The same rapper reppin' Vancouver like it's cool beans After they gave PC two and a half for a QP Man, if you gon' tell it, better tell it like it is '05 I teamed with The Saurus, you got jealous like a bitch See, at first we would practice, he was pushin' the team Then he seen all the battles I put in with Pete He couldn't help but feel cheated when he looked at the rings Now the only thought he can think is, "That should've been me." Time...beeotch [Round 3: 9DM] Him being here is something that I can't describe Cause I swear to God, Hollow Da Don ate this man alive I wish this faggot died when he crashed his ride And when he called the song, Rap Giant he made me laugh inside Fuck your Spanish pride, Latin vibe and your tribe Cause of genocide, planet wide, kill 'em 'til I'm satisfied We stole your land, cut down your family tree Fuck being paid I would've done that for free When your battle with Truth came out, that's what the fans could see Cause that whole "kiss the bride, bitch inside, Crimson Tide" shit, THAT WAS ME! Real shit This ain't a battle believe me it's a war You'll be broke even when your CD's in the store You tried to one up me I'ma even the score Punch you in the chest til you can't breathe anymore You actin' like you weren't beefin' with the Sandpeople before It was all good when you were leavin' on tour Til they treated you like a bitch and made you sleep on the floor Fuck your misshape head and the size of your hat Switch the subject before you have time to react If [?] were 1/4th of the Slaughterhouse arrived it was packed Wanted a feature and he knew and he knew a guy with some stacks There's OnlyOne reason you got Crooked I on a track So why was he sayin' your name that night when he rapped? You fuck over your homies there's no denyin' the fact I bet OnlyOne can still feel the knife in his back You think you're unbeatable? Stop actin' crazy You're gonna make Conceited/Hollow/Madness angry Lost your sail at South By Southwest, you think that that amazed me? You've been losin' your phone as much as much as your battles lately Crashed your new car, good thing that you don't have a baby Dropped out of high school and forgot the traffic safety I'm fat and lazy, pass the gravy, got a gun called "Whoopi Goldberg" that's a black .380 That'll have you walkin' around as a Ghost like you're Patrick Swayze You'll get drop kicked to the stars, on a mission to Mars Plus you always get the bitch seat when we have to fit in the car I turn the radio up and you listen to Lars Right before I pull your little immigrant visitor card We all know I've been twisted before I get to the bar So when I threw up in your hotel room you cleaned it up like the good little bitch that you are And fuck kickin' you down, you'll get thrown up the stairs You're undersized and I'm overprepared I'll make you take your own life with the rope and the chair Have you chokin' for air I bet you could do it right now and...no one would care You on Cool Nutz dick still broke in despair He got you Joc and Fatboi, what you promotin' a freak show at the fair? You're livin' day to day I got money to waste Henny with 151 is a chase We could go to the night of the Young Nate battle, nothin' is safe You got in a fight right in front of the place I could've done more you thought it was just a mistake But everyone could relate when your friends get big headed, stubborn and fake Sometimes they deserve to get punched in the face I ain't losin' for Pete Sake, I'm shootin' your teammate If this was a business trip I could fit you in a briefcase I'm the future, your music's a week late Like you fucked up and confused the release date This a crime scene but cops will be using the Green Tape Plus you'll end up with a girl that looks like Manik when he's doin' his mean face I hope you're drunk and placin' your bets That I'm the one the judges say is a threat I'm a drunken rage in the flesh Police Brutality? I wouldn't be surprised if you showed up and made an arrest I'll punch and cave in your chest til you have trouble takin' a breath You should've lost to Whashisface & Possessed And that's an understatement at best You're two time World Rap Champion, stop Greg OnlyOne's album was better, he's mad that he's not played I knew you'd talk about your accomplishments if you battled me offstage And that shit would be tight if you actually got paid He called me, when I answered I said, "'Mac eat a dick." He said, "We should write on The Saurus/Mac Lethal tip." But all that small talk don't distract me a bit Especially when the next thing he said is, "I can't think of shit." Actin' diesel like you're Optimus Prime You should get shot in the spine The way you left the Sound Gods is a crime I don't care if you think of rebuttals at the drop of a dime I'll run over the thought of your rhymes soon as it fuckin' crosses your mind You went to Battle Of The Bay with eight dollars, what a celeb' Leachin' off your homies tryin' to double your bread BG and Only copped the room that must've fucked with your head Cause they gave you three pillows and that was enough for a bed People don't know your name when you go to the mall How does it feel to live life? You're broke and you're small You're fuckin' up the division I hope that you fall Cause this is Northwest history and you didn't promote it all You can ice grill and act like it won't melt But on the inside you laughin' at yo'self Bein' a World Rap Champion won't help Especially when React told me you got jumped by two black dudes that whooped your ass with your own belt And I said I wouldn't talk about your bitch and I lied MC Goddess? You can eat a dick and then die He was gonna name his album, The Heart, I said, "Give it a try If you wanna look like a bitch that has a feminine side." They say, "9D's gotta be an asshole to win." Can't get me a match, get me someone else to handle it then I've got a calm detour, I'm 'bout to travel again What do a terrorist and an Indian have in common? Neither of them are battlin' Jin (gin) You're a bitch and I didn't stutter I bet you still go to the dentist and get a sucker It's me versus The Indian In The Cubbard So listen you midget fuck, you're the smallest person I know How the hell do you have a little brother? We used to freestyle and get drunk enough to spar Now I'm rollin' up on you like an undercover car I kick a five minute round like, "It's just 100 bars." We used to shoot your herds just to watch you motherfucker's starve Life is a movie, this scene's gonna get tragic Bury him alive, still breathin' in his casket You'll Never Be Famous, believe me the shit's classic Check track #4, featurin' this faggot When he's in the hospital I ain't showin' him love Force feed him pills, he'll overdose on the drugs Shit might pop off in New Jersey, I hope that it does Ars' will have you jumped by Crips 'til you're throwin' up Blood I'm down to hit a lick cause I know that crime pays You almost drown every time you go to Wild Waves You're gettin' smoked on Friday And for the last five years, instead of growin' up you've been growin' sideways See you're the worst when I'm at my best The Reaper won't care if you're the last life left You haven't learned how to act right yet You're a Jackass like Steve-O drinkin' that fat guy's sweat He always practice with me, couldn't find a doper rapper I taught him how to free and what type of flow to master He couldn't see the weed, get right to smokin' after Cause secretly I hope that he be diagnosed with cancer And who thought two of the best in the Northwest would collide? I'm white, that's somethin' I'd never deny But your Mexican side wants to kill you and the rest of your tribe You're wanted dead or alive I catch you as soon as you step in your ride Turn Mini Me to Kennedy, shoot you in your head as you drive And there's no cover ups on the reason that your president died They say I'm too sick so I'ma be gross instead Your girl's yeast infection's so bad the smell woke the dead And if you added a fourth cup of flower you would have a loaf of bread [Illmaculate] You wanna talk about a knife in the back? You know it's irrelevent Cause you told a story and embellished it And even the moral of it was more of an insult to Only's intelligence I don't think he's the sucker that you take him for, you snot nosed jerk But I see the angle you were aimin' for and shit it almost worked Talk about a knife in the back, that was some clever shit Was it the same knife you use to slit wrists in every freestyle you ever spit? Talkin' 'bout a knife in the back, he quiet, quit tryin' to rap You lyin' and you actin' like you would scrap I seen you in them situations and how many times did you act?