b.y.o.b. - roane vs saint james lyrics
[roane]
put you in a casket and bury you down fast
bring a choppa to this fight and you know my flow’s gonna match
get a fast pitch and a bat and i’ll smash it and run a lap
bring a basket i’m having crab and emasculating your raps
i know your whole comeback is gonna sound something like that
d-mn near 350 wins with a mic from the trash
what i’m asking you is why are you bragging about your tracks
when i’d imagine you’d be bettered served spending cash on your craft
but i’m ghost, cuz i’m certain you’ll leave a scar
when i hear the “heat” from your phone you recorded inside your car
i can grant you a wish to call all the homies i’ll k!ll them all
send v3nus flying to mars, and r3l3ntl3ss back into cod
you fishing for clues on how to stop me
trailer trash cracker, straight out of kentucky
home of the colonel, i’ll give you a kernel of truth:
n0body plays your music, they just propped it cuz you asked them to
“dope rhymes and good multis, peep my battles, i’ll get you back”
wish i could say the same thing to saint_james tracks
or is it svint jvm3s? cuz your a’s are now v’s, and your e’s are now 3’s
it appears you wanna be current in the gaming world, but your username’s from 2013
you called out the dwc in your rappad free
but the way you were stumbling over words felt less like a diss, and more like a comedy
and you think that you can battle with the top dogs
boi, you had your streak ended by a dude i battled and doubled up on
and i don’t even do this, but i know you claim to
don’t need wordplay or clever punches i just spit the real truth
cuz clearly you’re missing it, like deandre in the fourth
think you married to the game, i think it’s time for your divorce
cuz one sided s-x is rape, not intercourse
but being from kentucky, i’m sure your parents know about that more
so before you get your fans to help you pull this out your keister
just remember that you’re only here, because your father raped his sister
your mother recycled condoms more than you recycle punches
that’s why you struggle with your spelling , and f-ck around with your cousin
[saint james]
first off let me begin this with peace, an give cyde props for putting a end to my streak
two hundred in a roll, including four wins in this leauge
but at the end i started to slipping, i admit it i wasn’t spittin sick as could be
just know the longest streak in history, isnt gonna end in defeat
when i abort his little baby before the b-tch gets to breath
man hes always consistently patrolling the threads
obnoxiously promoting his sh-t, then out of no where he wanted to battle saint
must have thought it be worth the amount of exposure hed get
but he took a l cl1cks on his verse, he needs to give me credit for helping him win
plus i had twice as much votes then he did, my dointhirst diss literally brought the name doinwork to its end
now this round gonna end roane, when i put a 90 second round in his head
he didn’t plan his one night stand accordingly, should have came with some plan b
ima lone wolf all your known for is a k!ller hook like sandy
always talking sh-t like hanity, but known for winning a cypher is the only thing that you’ll ever be
in his sh-tty mississippi city he’s considered a celebrity
but i’m always clutch in the biggest games, right now i’m melo as anthony
so now you claim your a dragon? well i don’t follow mythology
dj ain’t doinwork, he collects unemployment checks an foodstamps an blames the economy
this f-gs getting raped in this battle this is practically sodamy
i’m leaving his bones next to hyde’s, after mike an i put them in the dirt like paleontology
i called him dj doinwork, he said ‘yo that’s how im formerly known’
he dosent work as a dj, talks whiter then me, so he settled with roane
he know it’s already took tho, he told me “it’s not the same name as rone, i put a random a after o”
bet money he gets tired of people calling him ro-ann, an changes it back on the low
like i’m sending him to h-ll, cuz after this he adding his second l in a row
left him sleeping behind bars, like hes in jail with seven felonys tho, cuz he ain’t making it out in parole/pro
turn him into ash when i catch him/ketchum, everyone wondering where did he go?
untill a lil kid stumbles across his dead body playing pokemon go
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