Saflare Sole vs. Z The Dropout

Lyrics

[Round 1: Z The Dropout] Let's get this goin' Hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, real quick, real quick Lemme get a "Amen" (Amen!) Lemme get a "Amen!" (Amen!) I said, last time I was on this stage for y'all, I made Yoshi G cry Facts! As White Jesus, spittin' some foul lines But this? A pack of cigarettes It's a general warning…I'm outside I got the Method and read (Red) the contract to get you outlined My final test, it's 'bout time And for those who don't know…I'm 'bout to smoke Sole (soul): How High I'm puttin' money on his head Yeaaaaaaaah! [Saflare Sole] That's light [Z The Dropout] I'mma put money on his head I'm puttin' money on his head Why bro testin' me? And on the Daily, Double it up I'm 'bout to host Jeopardy! This Palestine, new machines and old weaponry I'll get a charge for usin' the toy on his crew… But the battery for Sole (sold) separately! I'll take a knife, fuck him up The- Woo! I- Yeah! Y'all know me I'll take a knife… I'll take a knife…hold it down I'll take a knife, fuck him up The blade'll slice, or knuckle up Incisions lead to bubble guts Expensive, get your stomach pumped Listen, you ain't tough enough Business on the up and up Buck-fifty, take half off: we makin' budget cuts! It's fuckin' tragic! Woo! It's- AAAAAHHH! [Saflare Sole] Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! You better work You better work [Z The Dropout] Oh, oh, oh! Y'all see him? Y'all see him talkin' during my round? He gon' talk during my round What, you think that you're cold? Be careful, I'm a medium, I can talk back to Sole (soul) WOO! It's fuckin' tragic! I up a knife, and dump the ratchet But y'all gon' think he Tsu Surf, the way he Stumbles off Summer Madness! Then I lock, load! Stock low! Two drums: rock, roll! The weapon empty Elvis Presley: they said the white boy done GOT Sole (soul)! Then BOW! Toe get tagged BOW! Open gash 'K, .9, .5 by his face: it's a COVID mask Then I open bag I pick up 12…but I ain't close to Jaz And shit, I don't mind bodyin' Sole (soul): yoga class! I told his ass! I told his ass, the heat- Aaahh! Every bar! Every bar! I told his ass! I told his ass, the heat gon' raise We need no fade When a white boy black out: it's my emo phase! We not the same! Mmmm…AAAGGH! (*Z slaps the floor with both hands to hype himself up*) TALKIN' 'BOUT!? What are you talkin' about!? [Saflare Sole] It's not enough, bro It's not enough, bro It's not enough It's not enough, bro You crazy, nigga [Z The Dropout] It's my emo phase! I'm gonna run it back [Saflare Sole] Go ahead You can get your shine, bro [Z The Dropout] It's my emo phase! We not the same! Scope on the shotty, the optics changed One shot, knock Sole (soul) out his body like Doctor Strange! I peeped game, how lame be writin' filler Let one clap overhead: I'm Mike in "Thriller" Man, you just talk tough! What is he talkin' about? (x2) Let one clap overhead: I'm Mike in "Thriller" Hold it down Pray for him [Saflare Sole] Nah…that shit ain't enough [Z The Dropout] Let one clap overhead: I'm Mike in "Thriller" Man, you just talk tough My actual life is realer 'Cause I was really in the trap, Sole (Trapsoul): Bryson Tiller! This still the beginnin' I'mma make all these bitches suffer Dr. Miami, one knife, I'm puttin' all these bitches under! I creep low! Deebo: I got all these bitches' numbers! You heard me! (x3) I got all these numbers! I CREEP LOW! DEEBO: I got all these bitches' numbers! Smack, I'm from Palestine I got all these bitches covered! Then another! (*to DNA*) Didn't I tell you I was gonna go crazy on him? I told you [Saflare Sole] Good shit [Z The Dropout] Smack, I'm from Palestine I got all these bitches covered! Then another! Whole set explode The Arab next to blow Last time, I was Jesus This time…GOD REST HIS SOUL! And he know, at the show, the code word's "wrestlin'" That mean I'mma walk through Flare like Goldberg's entrance! Tonight, I ain't play 'round This a shotty wit' a gauge now The kickback, so I aim down When I lift that, he gon' stay down Spin back, wildin' on bro, bang rounds! The kickback got me slidin' on Sole (soul): James Brown! They said he got the advantage - HOW!? 'Cause he talk tough and y'all won't believe me? 'Til I close (clothes) off the Gap between us: Yeezy What's in your pockets? I'm bookin' all these rappers: Beasley Shit, only way Sole survive a (Soul Survivor) hit…if he Young Jeezy! Too easy I know, I know Too easy The fo'-fo', dumpin' in his area The pole go, let Sole (Soul) Glow: it's Coming to America I'm so precise, scope and snipe It's only right, I'm gettin' Sole in the view (soul interview): Poltergeist Then BOW! Ain't gon' be a soul in sight! But I heard he in- (*Z gets called for time*) Time? Nah, I got more! I got more [Saflare Sole] No, no, let him rock out Let him- let him go Please let him go Let him go Let him go, please Let him go Tell him "Let him go" I'mma fuck him up Tell him "Let him go", please Let him go! LET HIM GO! Let him go! Let's go 'Cause I'mma f- I'mma fuck him up Let him go [Z The Dropout] Ain't gon' be a soul in sight! But I heard he in the trap, makin' crazy loot Shh! Hold it down! Hold it down! I heard he in the trap, makin' crazy loot I pull up, big chopper: sabretooth That shit go (*phew, phew, phew*) One .80 shoot Aye, DNA, I got the plug covered, and the baby proof You ever had two people fightin' the same- yeah! (*By this point, the crowd has gotten restless with Z constantly stopping his round to react, and they start to have side conversations, with one person in the crowd yelling "TIME!"*) You had two people fightin' the same case, thinkin' one of them must've told? They gave dude PC, but gave his co-de' (Cody) pops like Dusty Rhodes I'll have your mom at the funeral cryin' like, "Nah, this not how love should go" Now she all sentimental at your grave All 'cause I touched her Sole (soul) He got the wrong guy Fuck wit' me, this gon' fly Then…stomp twice! He gon' die! Then…keep putin' my foot down on Sole's tongue: this shit the wrong size So fuck you He got this shit con- Fuck you [Saflare Sole] It's over I got you, bro I GOT you, bro I got you, bro [Z The Dropout] Last four So fuck you Clearly he got this shit confused Shhhh… [Saflare Sole] They don't wanna hear it [Z The Dropout] Hold it down You got this shit confused You got this shit confused! What you gon' say? I'm Mike P? Well, the way I love this ratchet…shit, I just might be! Time [Saflare Sole] I got y'all Yo? Oh, nah-nah Yo? Yo? Yo? Turn me up, turn me up Nah, this jawn gotta go up, up, up, up, up, up, UP, UP! Charlotte! Charlotte! Charlotte! Can y'all hear me? (Yeah!) Yeah! A lil' bit more up Let's go - aight, y'all ready? I got y'all Y'all can hear me up there? Y'all- turn me UP! [DNA] Turn him up, turn him up [Saflare Sole] Aight, aight, aight… Thank y'all [Round 1: Saflare Sole] That was ass A lot of y'all know me, and a lot of y'all don't Matter fact, most of y'all don't Matter fact, all of y'all don't I'm a ex-felon who ain't been to prison in four years I got a wife and kids I'm blessed Grateful for my URL debut Prayin' everything go clean I finally got my own business, too, Charlotte Proud to say I'm a owner…OF A M-16! LET'S- He's dead This nigga's dead, bro He is dead, bro! He is DEAD, BRO! I'm tryin', bro Let's go, let's go I ain't got much time - let's go Proud to say I'm a owner…of a M-16! Let's keep it a bean! I coulda debuted Caffeine at Genesis Back then, it wasn't no talks of Jesus: Leviticus! Kick door! Aye! Aye, P, don't stop me, bro (*to Z The Dropout*) Bro, it wasn't enough I fuck wit' you, too, bro C'mon! Let's go! Let's go! They not givin' me time I finally got my own business, Charlotte! Proud to say I'm a owner…of a M-16! Let's keep it a bean! I coulda debuted Caffeine at Genesis Back then, it wasn't no talks of Jesus: Leviticus! Kick door! Shoot his grandmother, then hit his bitch! Patrick Ewing: the tongue out on the pump, give the kid a kiss! Semi lift! LET'S GO! LET'S GO! (*to Z The Dropout*) Crazy, bro… You thought what you d-... Give the kid a kiss! Semi lift! Wit' a .50, I'm imminent Chrome 23, push him back in a daze (the days) Why Reminisce? I done seen things Wit' a chopper, I paint an obscene scene Oh, DNA wit' you Fuck, you the Dream Team? Put a scope on In the view (Interview) a legend like Mean Gene This shit dangerous! Better get back, Drop (backdrop): it's a green screen! Ditch the throwaway, and then the blade come out I been steppin' so long, I suffer from gout We can put the gu- I gotta get my breath I gotta get my breath I gotta get my breath, bro C'mon, y'all I been steppin' so long, I suffer from gout We can put the guns down Go to his body - I lied to ya Steal him in his face, (k)not in his stomach: benign tumor He try to swing? I weave and squeeze first Calf shot, fuck up your leg, Dropout: breach birth! The white boy done dodged a headshot Hit his back! Fuck up your disc (disk), Dropout: Redbox! Summer Madness! Summer Madness! Niggas'll die to be in my spot You thought you was gon' rock a big stage and I'm not!? This shit is my dream! Visine: so can I, Drop! (soakin' eyedrop) The game needs me! I used to kick in doors (endorse) for water like Fiji We really men of honor The water was pure like Lake Minnetonka Took the coke money to push the PCP farther Now the Rock moves the water like Moana Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, boy? Fuck is he talkin' 'bout!? Now the Rock moves the water like Moana Keep up! You don't even see how my mind travel Got a bunch of white and made a league of my own I'm even surprised that I battle (iBattle) You die tonight! I- I'm tryna get all the way through it You die tonight! First, you go on a shirt Second is the fish fry, then he go in the dirt Third, the preacher readin' Psalms, his whole family hurt Hold on...why am I givin' Jesus basic instructions before leavin' Earth? I'm a fuckin' BEAST! Thank y'all, man I want it, bro ...basic instructions before leavin' Earth! It's Biblical I'm 'bout to make history This bitch finicky They wanted to see if Zak or I'll (Zechariah) have the most energy! His vibe off! His vibe off! Somethin' don't seem right He ain't never been a part of that street life Walk around wit' the heat tight Catch a charge wit' you? Heh, I don't wanna know what that'd be like 'Cause if they mention Zak and co-de' (Zack & Cody) The judge'll take away my sweet (Suite) Life! Endin' it Should I end it? Should I end it? Round Fuckin' better stop PLAYIN' WIT' ME! I'm done, thank y'all Aye-aye-aye! All y'all go- Aye! Aye! Aye, look (x6) Hold on (x7) Aye, look, look! Hold on, hold on, hold on, look Look, look, real quick, real quick Real quick! Look, look! Look! Yo, I'm done Look, I'mma cut my round Y'all all go follow me on Twitter right now, please Do that for ME! @BSaflare @BSaflare (*The crowd starts chanting "3-0!" for Saflare Sole*) I'm done