Charron vs. Mike P

Lyrics
[Round 1: Charron] R.I.P. Pat Stay I ain't never been hurt like this With bars and jokes, he had the perfect mix We all loved to "look at you go"...just not at 36 I keep drinkin' 'til the pain's gone Replayin' his Game song Elements League put everyone in the game on My fam tells me to stay strong But how can I stay strong when my brother Patrick Stay's gone? I'm mad right now I ain't thinkin' 'bout writin' for you on a pad right now I'm thinkin' "What's Calvin gonna do without his dad right now?" That's my fam right now Can barely stand right now I only find comfort knowin' Pat's with his mother holdin' hands right now Don't wanna rap right now! I want him back right now! But I know he's in the clouds wantin' me to snap right now I'm not the Canadian justice system I ain't gonna let down Pat right now! So, Smack, why'd you bring me this bitch here? I've been on the phone cryin' all month I'm used to talkin' to someone mid-tear (tier) I saw Pat in an open casket! Lemme make shit clear! I was at your Geechi battle! I've already been to TWO FUNERALS THIS YEAR! You gon' bring up Shine!? I ain't gonna do some flips I'd rather get a lil' slap than have Lil Slap tell me "You'se a BITCH!" When they took Pat, it felt like they took me Some fans said that you'd cook me I changed The View Even my mourning (morning) shows I'mma whoop P (Whoopi) There's no way you're beatin' me I talk to Smack, you ain't even someone Beasley see Yeah, you got dusted by Drugz (drugs) That's why Mike P see P (PCP) Let's go [Round 1: Mike P] Since 2009, when it came to your style, I would speak highly And over the course of the last couple of- I ain't got time for that shit I'm 'bout to be grimy They threw the idea of you last week by me I saw Charron around, I loaded rounds But small ones They only gave P 90s! Breeze by me? The surgeon's back! Resurgence back! I'mma beat this Muppet! Just whooped Nunn in NOLA And when y'all clashed, you a piece wit' punches So I told Beasley, "Fuck it. If you don't think I could win talkin' white every round, just slow it down. Eazy (Easy) does it!" Appease the judges for that extra five bands You need more, eh? I'll pay my homie a thousand and you get robbed in 4K In poor taste Gun butt 'til the Dezzi break off In a coma It go from Lite Work to heavy days off The mindset is Ray Charles Beat your brakes off 'til the meat is seen The skin is broken Tool lift slow, UFO: all he see is beams Or Louisville...skull crackin' (Kraken) like the Sea of Thieves There's somethin' about a bat that gets me back into the swing of things! I bleed that! Your current event Wild n' Out shit, you gon' need that TV made you big, boy (Big Boi) But I'm the outcast (OutKast) that keep it 3 Stacks! I would kill somebody if I had to, and I mean that If Charron got a burner, it's the same one Kevin Durant uses to tweet back [Round 2: Charron] I wasn't gonna bring up Ashley But since she's here, I may as well Your girl bangs battlers, and you brought her around Charron? (*phew*) You brave as hell (*to Ashley*) It is very nice to meet you But you shoulda kept her trapped in the shadows I'll leave her period showing up later than Smack for these battles Bang! You as whiny as it gets Bang! I'm wildin' out (Wild n' Out) wit' the Clips Bang! That's what Ryda did to ya bitch You gon' punch me? Think you crazy in the streets? Mike, I'm white You should know I feel safe around Pulice (police) You'll do nothin', I ain't flinchin' You wanna box Bill? This guy's a gimmick Why do you wanna wear a glove when Ryda didn't? But this "played out" 'til the rounds reverse You don't get points for bringing her out for a Charron battle Bring her out during a Ryda verse You dissed Danny and Chilla's wife But we bring up Ash and it's "Wow! The nerve!" "Keep her name out your mouth!" She didn't keep anything out of hers Geechi 30'd you in a one-off You let Ashley down You and your girl are polar opposites She knows how to get past a round (passed around) You try to rebuttal it, but it's weird You be like: "You diss my queen, but she's my pride in here." (*Charron pokes at his heart*) "Ryda banged her once. I banged her 20 times this year." Just admit she's a thot! You coulda stopped that early I'm killin' Mike over the counter-writing: I'm Dr. Conrad Murray Every girl has a past, just not a past like this Look at her URL body count, and y'all had some kids? Clearly I'm not the "SMACK Killer" - Ashley is [Round 2: Mike P] This 30 minutes from my crib Good money, and gives me somethin' to do Plus I'm dangerous in this setting I could use four-bar setups, but still know when to switch the subject to- You get dragged out of your house "Where's the safe, Charron?" I'll dump it in two He'll go from "What are you talkin' a-boot?" To you talk to a boot! I'm lost in a mood Of wonderin' how they call yourself the "SMACK Killer" When you ain't never been a URL gunner or one of Smack killers Fact: I have waited for years to backpack you "SMACK Killer"? Bitch, a rapper from SMACK smacked you Hats off! I mean, you tipped the hat off, but you caught the fullest You were a drum magazine: holdin' on to 100 Bulletz (bullets)! Won your first battle, but since, you can't even set your message straight It's the punch attempts, you present them lame It's your setups, and your presence fake See, I could anoint you for your past success that they acclaim But over here, shock value has an expiration date I am HIM! I promise, where you're about to go's no Heaven Shoot you on the family couch, reload a weapon Brain matter hit the Samsung Blood's what the remote is drenched in The kid brain stuck to the TV: Cocomelon! The mo-mentum's back! Keep up, but you'll never stop me You all dead, BaldHeads for tryna cancel a top G What color is your Bu-gah-tti? This L gon' be repeated How the hell is he a genius? (*Mike gets called for time*) I had more [Round 3: Charron] No one cared about your white tears against Suge The truth hurt You're like, "I know you're around gunfire and knew work. But growing up, my dad got fired and couldn't find new work." Fuckin' Mike PTSD, you need to get some help This ain't a mirror match, 'cause when I look in the mirror, I respect myself My bitch badder, I'm on TV, and I'm gettin' wealth I'm autistic, you just hate life You're even losing in mental health! Bang! Name your price They say that Whites don't season shit Well, this that flavoured spice When the gun go, P's (peas) laid out: Jamaican rice! This 30's easy! 3-0! You can't beat me! Cheat code! I'll turn this bitch to Star Wars C 3, P 0! (C-3PO) You lost your last battle, it's a bad day That's two Ls P.S.: Long Live Pat Stay! You told Brizz you'll "leave his gyro twisted" Bro...I don't get it You call heads "gyros"? Your writing's straight-up lazy You think when Ryda talks about Ash, he's like, "Bro, her gyro game was crazy"? For 5K, he is dead Gyro shot! Now they can't give P the (pita) bread You let us (lettuce) know you're mad Your emotion gets you bodied in each bout Your defense is so bad, the '06 Sonics should reach out These are facts I know it's somethin' you don't want me to speak 'bout But I'm white I'm known for shuttin' shit down and calling Pulice (police) out And why'd you bring your girl to this battle? It's like you set her up Why is she behind the camera? She's usually in front of it getting fucked Director's cut! The blade slittin'! We both got a Black barber, but this fade different Let's go [Round 3: Mike P] One 30 is all I need I beat you every round and it's up, you done We back poppin' If not...I'll take one 2-1 I lose, then I rush well Italians know how to dump shells You could rematch a shotty, Charron I'm a Bad Boy with one 12 (112)! Battle rap to the T! I am He! Charron lost the message Didn't adapt when you shifted to SMACK, at least from our perspective I thought versatility's the 101, but maybe I'm off a second JC told you to leave, and I'm the one that ajarred the exit! Let's get this set done Smack sent you $6,700 like 50 Cent's son I've been all live! Sparks fly! You'll be in Hell, with a .45! I greet him well! Or the Glock slanted Well, that's an awkward .40: Steve Carrell! Slide with a .38! Elite as it gets My family needin' some shit I'll treat Corey like a drive-by Popeye's I'll get this 30-piece for my kids! This what it IS! I been in URL since I was 26! Steady licks! Feelin' like the 2-3 Mike, I'm already lit! 20/20 vision this year! I'm hittin' every lick! My drive on some Mario Andretti shit! 14, I started to rap Do you got me, son? I'm 33, I am your elder, I will not be sonned Told CJA what I'll tell you: This is not where your stock get jumps! I'm Neo at the start of The Matrix...NOT THE ONE! ZERO! YEAH! YEAH!
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Credits
- Writers
- Charron
- Mike P (Battle Rapper)