Lyrics

[@JohnJuliano] Who want it I got it You outta know I be on it Astonishing with ebonics Transmitted through electronics A target is on yo back And if you feeling attacked Then it's safe to say you're the one that this verse is directed at It's a fact that I am the best To prove it doing the best Freestyling you ever seen So who wanna come and contest I hope that you got a vest the flows are rather concussive I'm really not like the others You thinking you really hot But that's just cause you in my oven No wonder I bring the thunder You feel your bones start to shudder You stutter The verse that you start starts to sputter Your fire is going out/ there really isn't a doubt Who's winning in any battle So keep my name outta your mouth [@PiccoloVitD / LtFuckingDan] Straight out the gate gotta Glock and a N9ne Gotta pay homage 'till I'm done with 9-5 Everybody tryna body people with pellets, I Think about it and they need get inna line And I get my revolver with an M9 And take em all out without a fuckin' sight What a sight to see, to hear them bleed Come on Em just let em breathe? Hahaha Psyche Splitting every rappers brains open To see them cope with Every problem that is wrong with me, yuh Maybe I'm complex with jawn text And if you leave me on read I will go red and go on that lyrical killing' spree Watch me watch me Every one tryna fix problems, not me I see these peeps with chains call it an ICEE Thoughts running round my head Tryna find my bitches dead? Tryna find me in my bed? Nah cunt I'm just lost in my head Writing and lighting the flame to burn [@JohnJuliano] Lil Dan wanna battle but ain't got the juice If you sayin' you a monsta than I'm monsta-proof Unstoppable Through a brick wall knockin' you Breakin' your every molecule I don't think you want this pain I mean really what you got to gain 'Cept some dirt thrown on your name Your not insane Unlike you I bring the rain And when the storm blows through you will not remain You will get blown away I will be sitting on my throne today So go away I best not find you in my chair Or I'mma lift you up physically In the air Throw you down Get you run out of town I'm just getting warmed up so don't go their clown I shut you down 'Till you don't even wanna make a sound Let alone rap If you try to take my crown Your face meets ground [@PiccoloVitD / LtFuckingDan] Hahaha, all these threats and zero proof Drink some fucking Vodka, I call it juice Everlast, Whiskey, Bourbon, Tequila You can think of more but you a crowd pleaser You couldn't do shit even if you tried Prolly why your dad left you, why you fucking crying' Ya mom prolly fucked your bully cause you a bitch boy Think you can stand to me? Fuck ya with a shit toy, stop lying, saying "Battle this" and "battle that" Come to me with a fucking battle axe Take a second to, realize where you at This my home town bitch what you think about that? HUH? Your grammar? Disgusting Your bars? Ain't nothing Your tone? Quit bumping The dumb shit, you're nothing Can't compete with a speed demon Take a second to realize who's leaving This battle, with the W You fucked up in line one, you ain't no trouble (Phew!)