Tre Mission vs. Jendor

Lyrics

[Intro - Jammer] Yeah, Lord of the Mics 3 Ya' get me? Been waiting for this one a little while, international business Tre Mission, Jendor Ya' get me? OG'z Big up everyone in the building Littles in the back left corner Big up Lay-Z in the building Shorty, yeah mandem are here It's popping off right now Grime, ya' get me? International at its best Lord of the Mics 3 - Tre Mission, Jendor Where's the beat at? Logan, let's get this popping [Round 1] [Verse 1 - Tre Mission] Uh, okay, I'm going first, okay okay Straight from Toronto, y'all already know Look, look... In too deep so I'm never gonna come back And I'm in the lane where they never coulda' run track When I'm on the track run up end up with a hunchback You could get it any which way, Ong-Bak Bully on the beat, nigga, come and get your lunch back Now I'm in the game and I did it off of one track Hold up, money get fold up Now I'm getting heavy and I did it off of one back One back, one back Tell a nigga "don't think" I don't really get sleep, don't blink Never get rusty, tell em 'bout clothes off I'ma have every bitch dripping like an old sink Lemme just push through, smelling like kush too Contact, tell a nigga don't think Fuck what the hoe think Niggas can't emulate Mission man Came in the game and I won't blink [Verse 2 - Jendor] [?] worst nightmare, I bring the hype here Not on my level, you're not near I'm hot here and hot there Leave everywhere screaming Everybody knows I will duppy any MC and anybody knows Who's Tre Mission? Nobody knows I murk him and leave him with nobody knows I've got the iller content, I've got the iller flows Line for line, Jen's flawless I'll leave him jaw-less When it rains, I pour this I won't lose or draw this Your best can't test my poorest You should've ignored this I will leave you with one chorus Tre's a victim: he got set up in the clash, Jam tricked him Nigga set a little trap and then he slipped in Here we go again, yeah I'm gonna lift him [Verse 3 - Tre Mission] Okay, Look, yo.. You see it already Jendor, I'm the winner let me be it already You only got one girl and I beat it already You know my niggas hold heat and they beat it already Now I'm done with the bitch, you can eat it already I'm at home with the blunt and I'm beating the henny I know we coming with the same flow since '05 And Canadian jokes, I can see it already So you can go ahead When it comes to the bars, I'm so ahead I give him one 16 and blow a head And send him straight to his doctor, ask that nigga if he ever in his life had to sew a head 'Cause when it comes to the levels I'm overhead And when it comes to your flow, it's over dead I'll hold on to the mic like a brand new pumpy Cock-back, aim and blow his head [Verse 4 - Jendor] Spin one, spin two more MCs Soundboys get spin For I assassinate MCs just like Ginsu Three, four more get bun like big zoots How many more? Yo I'm gonna spin you sitting on the riddim like a gargoyle I spit fire and hot him up make his heart boil He's not fire he's not live, I'm a livewire He's got no vibe, Jen' get's the vibe higher D-d-dickhead! Listen up again, we're OG'z make everybody know again I'm killing MC's I don't care were they're from again I ain't on the long again Running on the riddim like a goblin You're just posing, this ain't modelling I hit em' in the face make man start wobbling Bare man jump outta' nowhere robbing him Can't give em anything [Verse 5 - Tre Mission] You be like "ARGH, HELP!" I'll be like "Park up, pussy" You don't want beef Don't start up pussy Spray the whole whip When you park up pussy You be like "ARGH, HELP!" I'll be like "Park up, pussy" You don't want beef Don't start up pussy Spray the whole whip when I- Look Don't think, let's get it popping Big gun next to the option, goon Big one next to the exit, zoom Okay, let's get it locked in True say, I already know how you stay You might know them but who's Tre? I move too mucky, you- I make you a duppy, it's too late [Verse 6 - Jendor] I don't see no shotty, tits and blow It's more like hockey, crips and snow Them youts' that you jamming with look broke Tell em' come to my ends if you wanna roll cah' I make one of them "Park up pussy" Put em' in the corner "Park up pussy" So pussy tell me what you feel like I make your headtop lean don't push me Cah' I done an MC, that's a tight trick Tre Everybody knows that I smacked it Tre Three straights in a row that's a hat-trick Tre And you already know that I smacked it Tre And nah nigga, you're not Trilla Against me, you're not iller And my whole team got my back Like a motherfuckin' chinchilla And your bitch is on my dick like a c-condom [Round 2] [Verse 7 - Jendor] Shotter over there it ain't you Who's the illest in the room right here, it ain't you You're a paper soldier, I'm gonna tear you Nobody fears you Nobody cares too And, shot and blow over here, yeah that's me Who's the illest in the room right here, yeah that's me I'm not a paper soldier, you can't tear me Everybody fears me I'm a rare OG When I'm ready and rocksteady I'm hot-headed and cold-blooded And I'm more raw and I'm more rugged I won't have it I have him up in here and he can't hack it He can't match it He's got tools but he can't back it He can't manage I inflict damage, like a sick savage And I eat Tre Mission like a quick salad I'm a bit madded, why? I write my bars in a room, that's a [?] [Verse 8 - Tre Mission] I wanna talk about the brand new song I did Yup, it's sicker than most of the shit on the TV So I put that on a brand new CD I did Ten joints from the same time When I came home from the tour with Will that I did Shut it down, I did Open up eyelids No one expected the flows that I did Young black nigga Too much goons in the back, nigga When I'm on point I'm a hybrid Rolling up hybrids Tweet for the kush link Lower my eyelids Blood in my head Over my iris Green where I live No, I'm not Irish Blow em' up, I did Everything I spit came from the heart Even though I was showing off saying what I did [Verse 9 - Jendor] I heard you like drinking loads Girl punani you're drinking I don't really care what you're saying inna Canada But I know you ain't heavy in the England, though I'm a general you ain't even militant, though I come to the dungeon I straight kill a man, go, yo I got the killer man flow Can't kill Jen' with the cinnamon flow, it's too sweet! And I'm ahead of him, though Hope that he enjoys when I dead him and go warlord Any war, I'm already involved And I've got my enemy already engulfed Man is coming out swinging like I'm gonna play golf And I rep UK, don't rep Canada This is the sound of a wack Canadian MC getting murked on Murkleman's camera [Verse 10 - Tre Mission] What kind of a bark-- Jheeze, look, look... What kind of a bark Jendor couldn't get on the rides at the park Cos' his grass ran him out [?] Tick-tock had a time on his heart and it's running out He had a one-two flow but it's running out And all of them are way too rinse Can't look me in the eye 'cause you're way too pinch When I say Jendor, people say who's this? That's true R.I.P, you should get it tattooed I don't really look at other niggas, that's you You could be in front of me and I'd be looking past you Blame God, that's the hand that he dealt you Tell 'em bout the time with the man when he felt you When you took that bible school You could go in his crib, you'll find no tools Name any MC that I won't school You already know [Verse 11 - Jendor] Okay, yo, yeah... He done a show with Eski, Eski never paid you How you gonna go home with no P on you? Went to the airport with no P on you I'm disrespectful, let the youngers pee on you You ain't on my level, should have came with three of you Bring all your team, leng all three of you Forever outlasting your talent I surpass the inner-distant past You're here to kiss arse but I kick them fast Put 'em in a ring and how's their figure gonna last? The donkey from Shrek can't spit no bars Tryna spit bars but it sounds so weird Tryna talk tough but nobody's scared Still sounds shit and he over-prepared Never heard bars like this in his years He could never spit bars like this in his life [Verse 12 - Tre Mission] 'Cause I come from T-O You wanna do Grime but you come like Ne-Yo I just turned 20, you approaching 3-0 Took two W's, here goes 3-0 I know Jenny, do you know Jenny? Nah you're busy with Hugo, Lenny Kill him, you know, Kenny The OG'z pouring out [?] Henny It's over You're smaller than me, and older And I'll come to the wake like it wasn't me who killed him, sit with his wife and hold her That's how I get down He did hype session with his girlfriend's shades I'll bust in his girlfriend's face Came home, sink full of dishes Me in the crib with a blunt in his girlfriend's face What'd you think this is? [Verse 13 - Jendor] Lucky that he don't get jacked in the manor I'm the man of the hour Every minute, I'm getting power You are not on my level, your career will go sour You put your tail between your legs and cower When you hear *WOOF*, you hear the power Them man there remind me of cheap headphones When I hear him, he ain't got no power I got the leng, you ain't started to flower You will get devoured, I'm a heavyweight, still I can see through you and you're very fake, still I go to my bed sick, wake up very ill I'm cold Flow with a heavy chill I'm going in for the kill And you will never be as ill And everybody knows who's the best still Everybody knows you're not the deal You don't fit the bill [Verse 14 - Tre Mission] Look Don Mills strip, southside resident Outside getting it Inside going in Ziplock, double cup Zig-zag, double up Studio booth, inside going in Niggas never seen the white flag I was throwing in I don't back down, nigga, better back up If I get set up, it will get wet up And you won't get up, if I come back down You're on a high horse, better come back down I don't pet, pamper, and play, though You can get twist into shape like Play-Doh I'm from where the niggas at like Lagos [?] This one, I've been on flows since Jimmy had his one Now you're on a track with the Misson man flow when the engineer is like "Really? That's his one" [Verse 15 - Jendor] Ring ring ring, hold up What kind of bars is that? Are you a doughnut? Yeah, you're a doughnut, my nigga How'd you think you know about flows, my nigga? Apart from that, you've got one little dibby-dibby flow but you've already rinsed that, my nigga I'm on a degree that you can't be, my nigga On the next level, what, can't see, my nigga? What, can't you hear my yout'? Over there, I smell pussy and fear my yout' I will tear anybody anywhere my yout' I won't have a bar, no I won't care my yout' I know youts' better than you and they're sixteen Can't come against none of my sixteen My thirty-two bars and sixty-four bars of rage I will tear your whole career clean Man are sleeping halfway through your sixteen Don't wanna hear if you've got a next eight I don't really care what you're gonna say next, I know youts' who better than you, they're eight I know youts' better than you and they ain't got sense Wouldn't buy your album for twenty-eight pence Hence the bar, my bars will kill your bars My bars will leave you scarred, it don't make sense [Verse 16 - Tre Mission] Come, let's jump on the wave No, I don't surf, let's jump on the stage Most of them wouldn't even give you a tweet back That's not real, don't front on the page You're an old-ass nigga, I'm young by the age Bottom of the mills, I'm front of the page You ain't been shit but the OG'z model I'm with the goons that's thumping the gauge No, my niggas don't rap, get slumped in the face Everything else gets left in the hood Niggas wanna copy the 2010 me, you can hold that fam, get left in the woods But I hear you though, my direction is good If I could give you direction, I would But the direction I'm in don't fit with the flock If you've never been here, don't rep for the hood [Verse 17 - Jendor] If you listen I'm iller than Tre Mission If you don't think I'm iller than Mission, then you're a piffing hater They wanna see me slipping They will never see me slipping, that's a given 'cause I bring jihad to the riddim Here I go again, I lyrically kill 'em with the darkside flow again Who's the other guy? Sounding shit again I don't never wanna hear some Jen' again who's got bare bars, much more than ten of them I think Tre pissed himself again He's in too deep, yo, he needs some oxygen He can't breathe around Jen', no, not with Jen' Lyrically passed him, who's asking Put the level up a margain I'm a martian marching on his face He's a lyrical waste I will put him in his place at a quick pace Before he eats his girl he says grace [Verse 18 - Tre Mission] Who's going first? Okay... Tre Mission, Lord of the Mics 3, look Look... Don't run me down, I will tell you run up You don't know Tre, nigga, up with the story Niggas wanna beef, let's go see what up Come to your ends me, Flex and Cory You can ask H, she'll tell you for me Take one trip, come home to the block When I come home, my niggas is proud, never let them down, do you think I'm Sox? Hey listen, I don't think we share the same vision Come where you-, clear the same kitchen Fall back, nobody cares, it ain't mission I'm alright though, on the mills all black in the night, though What I call family, he will call psycho Nigga tried say my name on the net, when I said "What's good?" he was like "It's a typo!" [Verse 19 - Jendor] Go home That's what I tell a boy straight, go home After I drop twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc Tre won't have no dome No, no, that's right That's what I tell a boy straight, that's right After I drop twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc Tre won't feel alright 'Cause he's gonna get murked Twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc' Twenty-eight shots in the car, twenty-eight shots in the front of the car Back of the car, under the car Twenty-eight shots from far, twenty-eight shots, it's a par Cah' you won't get far Put him in the boot of the car, duppy man like rah [Verse 20 - Tre Mission] I'm in the living room, comfy His girl's cooking up breakfast, trust me You seen the outgoing call and it was me I just did it for the clash, she was ugly I'm brand new but I'm bigger than you, though You ain't an OG really, you're Brüno And If I stand up straight I will probably trip out looking everywhere thinking where'd you go? Look, start giving out freebies, nobody wanna cop that CD; the beats suck and the hooks are cheesy You're never gonna get play on TV You couldn't even get plays on Myspace I'm up here, don't you wish you were 5'8? Do you see how I came up quick in this bitch, do you know the last MC I ate? [Verse 21 - Jendor] You're a wannabe American, a wannabe English Somewhere in-between, can't distinguish Whole world's gonna go nuts when I win this Three, two, one them, [?] Hold some of this, this, when I aim for your face I will never miss The diss, the diss, lift you up like a bench press You ain't half of my level, no, you're much less That's what I tell a boy straight After I drop twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc' Tre won't have no- Go home That's what I tell a boy straight After I drop twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc' Tre won't have no dome [Verse 22 - Tre Mission] I got a case for the judge, don't come with it I fill it up with bars and clothes 'cause he wanna take my flow and run with it So I'ma take his dope and run wit' it Big glass full of Coke and Rum wit' it Rizla and blem, I bun wit' it Gotta get to the show in central, black cab, front of the crib, I jump in it Just THC, no oxygen Clothes off, his girl is bumping it She wanna holla at me, I'm punking it I know a nigga in the east that's pumping it And I'm talking your wife, but if talking the White, know a nigga at least that's pumping it And I don't know what the nigga that was with me did in the club but he was drunk in it [Verse 22 - Jendor] Yo I got another target for you, are you ready then? I said I'm ready whenever you say when Here we go again, soundboy get kill again On the real again, I lyrically get rid of them Defeat them, I heat them Which Tre? That Tre, burn any Tre, flick my ash in your face anyday You're a featherweight, no, we're not chopping up logs over here, mate When I bury man, I'm gonna bury man bare-faced Put 'em in a spiral with no staircase Heading for the ground, showing his scared face Got my war-face on, I'm a war-face don, and my war came strong Fly home fam, eat some soup, you're a bum 'Cause you ain't got heart and your mind ain't strong [Verse 23 - Tre Mission] Never been a good apple, I can't be touched You wanna compete but it can't be much Even though I'm smooth to the opposite sex, when it comes to the street, I can be rough Do it on Grime with the dancey stuff My niggas got food like your auntie does But it comes in a bag, no fork and the plate so it won't relate to your pancreas Better mind that lip, I'll switch and rewind that shit When the fifth lift up and they line that shit and the canine come where they find that kid I'll find that quid, take those dollars When the beep inclines, that's it When they grind that clip and the shells dispense They'll look all around and behind that bridge Trust me [Verse 24 - Jendor] I got so many goons that all got my back When it's war, it's war I'm leading the war Got love for the war Got adrenaline rush for the war I'm built for the war I'm the lord of the war Tre ain't ready for the war Tre ain't ready for the cold-blood war He didn't know about big man, hitman war I make my own law [Outro - Jammer] Yeah! Woah... what are you saying? Stop there? Woah, mandem Round of applause, man Super sick