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bar wars rap battles – gjonaj vs jc lyrics

[round 1: gjonaj]
this stage y’all, this stage
i beat cash eatin’ on this same f-cking stage
and critics did nothing but b-tch, i mean really
have any of y’all heard of him since?
i went out of town, aught a body in the mill
didn’t get any credit, this sh-t doesn’t make sense
they said i punch good, but i never get punched back
i could’ve battled mid tier rappers, but f-ck that, i’m above that
i got a steel chin
it makes hay-makers feel like a love tap
f-ck rap cause i show up with empty hands
bearing no gifts take a few months off and y’all notice
well no this y’all notice empty hands can turn into a closed fist
so this right upper cut to the gut will f-ck you up i got a lennox lewis left that’ll leave ya liver leakin’ blood
so for you to win tonight
ummmmm i’d have to beat my own -ss like ed norton in fight club
brad pitt camera scene
i’m sick enough actually to chop you in half and battle your split personalities
i casually creatin’ casual casualties fatality
and you?
we’re dead from the f-cking start no hands
f-ck martial arts if it’s me and you, cans open and take your top apart
i’ll/aisle push the metal like a shopping cart
(isle, aisle push the metal like a shopping cart)
i don’t have a f-cking have a heart
so proceed with caution i know k!llers that squeeze lead often oh you royalty?
get a king sized coffin
click the metal do the talking like stephen hawking!
i swear that tough talk need to stop
deep bread fried and popped drive-thru work, it’s your job to speak through a box
it’s over soon as i order it, i order hits
relocate your brain ordinance your b-tch around?
that’s unfortunate
she likes foreign d-ck she wanted to kick it like 4th and 46
that’s not all
there’s more to it
i’m mortal-less moral-less more or less
you knew what was going to happen to a degree like exact coordinates
you still recording it?
well i did that fast forward sh-t like you do i said i’m moral-less
moral is more or less you knew what was gonna happen to a degree like exact coordinates you still recording this?
good!
since i’ve opened eyes day dream of not seeing night mares of me
ironic cause when that gun peels it’ll flip ’em
he’ll go right to sleep
hold on a second y’all peels!
p.e.e.l.s. flip it right to sleep!
see that’s the difference between you and me?
i’m frost bite hypothermia, pneumonia i’m cold as f-ck
you’re congestion nothing about you is sick but the build up
you gary coleman looking f-ck
face the facts of life you midget c-nt you ain’t f-cking tough what’s you talking bout’ wallace?
hands go up if i swing a punch
jc i wish you would i’d f-ck you up
cause you have fans, livin’ a mirage who mistaken not knowing if they follow the wrong leaders fake vision hallucination
hold on i said “he’ll lose a nation”
but look your fans in the eyes
or at least try to
tell everyone individually that i lied to
f-ck that if they follow you they can lie too
cause how the f-ck do you look up to a man who’s only 5’2″
how the f-ck do you look up to a man who’s only 5’2″

[round 1: jc]
no lie, no lie
gjonaj this part of the game is what posers go through
now i’m from the hood for real
you don’t know me and i don’t know you
but the bars you throw me i could show you
did you imagine that?
now how you using battle rap to blend with cats when in fact you look more out your habitat?
boy straighten up
i mean this ain’t for everybody but you gotta take hits
i mean the n-gg-s with you look like they own a bunch on bp’s i guess the g-ssin’ makes sense
see, you gotta learn to jab and take hits
but this not for scrubs now we got a problem
shawn threw him in the octagon with boxing gloves
i tried to tell my girl what i wanted to try
‘cept she was worried it was something they wouldn’t buy and it would be damaging
so scrambling to fix it i could manage it
told her i knew it was a risk but i could handle it
that wasn’t suppose to be that cold
but it goes to show where your stars are
and throwing punches in the octagon exposes em to an arm bar
see a large part of this game is a mismatch
but i’m first on deck and i’m not moving
i’ma make y’all master the euro step
b-tch quit with that bullsh-t you spit
this my top spot stop watch and i’m c-ck blocking
i don’t want n-body in this b-tch
now, when my squad’s involved you better hope meds is in
when i’m poppin’ off this sh-t real my men will leave sh-t peeled (pilled)
n-gg- tile and all (tylenol) so lets face facts
n-gg-s don’t perform the same when it ain’t smack and y’all hate that
y’all say, “if it ain’t the same jc why pay you period?”
i say, “why step down? step up b-tch we wanna take you serious.”
but i mean… but this one?
live stock
i pied him nine shots
maddox will fly sent that casket to god that’s a sky box
the feeling of k!lling is like a high my word
but you wanna know whats better?
the look on a n-gg- face when he’s trying to hide his nerves
that one… the only one on his face is doubt
being face to face with a k!ller you’ve seen k!ll but not knowing if you’re gonna make it out
then it happens pistols drawn, tied up bodies dead with missing parts
i made torture reality he didn’t know if it was some sh-t he saw or some sh-t from saw
it was bones dead with missing parts where bones lie
had his ho on the phone line the whole time
like that bullsh-t rap career is why you gonna watch his soul glide
besides i know how y’all hoes ride
i’ve seen you perform so it’s safe to say a tommy can turn gjonaj into a ghost, right (ghost write)?
ghost write which one is which?
not which line should i use which lines do you use when you get sh-t from this b-tch
cause i saw you stand behind him mouthing’ every word
then react to the sh-t you wrote for him like it was something you’ve never heard
but it’s cool i k!ll both of you little b-ms for little to no money
i got two round left that’s enough time to pick through your whole country

[round 2: gjonaj]
aight that just goes to show you
i’m so f-cking gifted they give me credit for murders i ain’t even committed
okay now let me tell you this, i write my best sh-t every f-cking battle
just because i love my fans he writes mediocre sh-t then has the nerve to brag
so i’ma teach you a lesson i learned from my dad
he said, “if you wanna fight and someone puts both hands behind they back
you better whoop they motherf-cking -ss!”
now welcome to silence of the f-cking lambs
the knife will be hannibal locked in his cranium section
one second i got a question
should i leave him with pride?
please, you’re f-cking lucky i’ma leave you alive
i’ma stomp his f-cking head just to see him survive
and disfigure his f-cking face till these heels (hills) have eyes
that means his f-cking retina is hanging off the bottom of my nike’s
i should walk around the world and let him sight see
so look shawn if there’s a card i’m on you meant
i’m a f-cking monument
i’m deconstructing his f-cking ceilin’ if he don’t guard his neck
so if my blueprint fail down to knock down the walls that surround his flesh
i’ll make him part of the floor plan when i arc a tec (architect)
quick question
if i told you “2-step” would you dance, or throw hands?
i mean if all you do is live what the f-ck makes you a man?
guns be m’s the only time you get -ss
so resting billy holiday you tried to cuff jazz (jaz)
i mean you need p-ssy bad
and i’m a pimp in every sense
i own a trick named alease you can rent the b-tch
i own a trick named a lease you could rent the b-tch
i said i’m niiiice
for the right price i’ll save you my favorite verse
you’d think i robbed a paper boy the way i got a way (away) with words, word?
well if you value life here’s a word of advice
that pistol i.. keep it like a secret if you wanna see it then try your luck
you don’t believe it then like an anemic you can die if you don’t get your iron up
guns poppin’, bodies droppin’, i’m burying a rat, this nine let a couple ones fly like a terrorist attack
couple ones, that’s 11, 9-11 f-cking fly that’s a terrorist attack
no seat belts, but stay strapped
because i’m albanian and arabic
what you don’t f-cking get it?
that means i got a gun on my waist a bomb on my chest
it gives a whole new meaning to click-it-or-ticket for real!
when gladiators go to war you don’t wanna part in it
i control a entire f-cking army you couldn’t march in it
rome wasn’t built in a day but it will fall in it
i’m destroying everything you ever built n-gg- i’m spartacus

[round 2: jc]
you only tough when the steel in your hand like wolverine
(i like that)
i didn’t that whole scheme was weak
but y’all g-ssed it, prolly cause he told y’all the gasoline was free
you that n-gg-? don’t lie to me
i mean you can bleed like i can bleed so eyein’ me will get yo’ chest open at pirate speed
speakin’ of pirates, my handle got a hook
they tried others but missed the consistent k!ller so they patch i (eye) covered
but y’all know, that i’m always serious when the game is important
if you win what happens?
“ooow, lil’ gjonaj just scored a layup on jordan”
this is pitiful, how unfair is this?
various competitors yet i barely flinch
and i allow you n-gg-s to move, y’all are d-mn near surrogates
battle rap cannot escape yo’ lame past
you just admitted you was built for a plane crash
i’m a set shooter, vet mover, but you ask for this f-ggot b-tch
now the torture from this beat gon’ turn me from lex lugor to lex luthor
i’m ready though
now see me, y’all know me, i’m used to no namin’ with no namings but i own footage
so tonight, i got gjonaj against joe namath
i throw bullets either jet or get stretched while ya coach lookin’
or is he the coach? it’s gotta be a joke
look at you
if he ain’t show up you would’ve deal wouldn’t you?
all these bars too, this sh-t pitiful
battle you n-gg-s don’t even work wit’ anger
y’all too weak, you n-gg-s look like the cast from perfect strangers
you know what? back to the bars
this ain’t a regular fight y’all have back in the yard
ya slap box, we grab glocks and wham cats
understand that for the last year sir ran rap it’s been saran wrap
now y’all lil’ n-gg-s is alright
{chokes}

[round 3: gjonaj]
arabic jokes, i can take that
you said i was built for a plane crash
okay well, for makin’ this osama vs obama, i’ll tell you ain’t ready for that drama
if you don’t realize it’s time for some change, it’s a d-mn shame
his career’s been laid in dirt and i don’t who sane (hussein)
you must be high jack, his flow is plain (plane)
look, don’t get me wrong i’ll k!ll you wit’ my writtens don’t get me wrong
but i could beat him with the bars i land of the free if the pen ink gon’ (pentagon)
i already f-ckin’ won this battle, so there’s rumors i had to set straight
i ain’t battle you for a f-ckin’ name, i battle you for the extra hate
so f-ck hospitality, i knew i was gonna sleep you soon as they set a date (sedate)
but wait, what applies to me doesn’t apply to him
see a loss, isn’t a loss
a win isn’t just a win, fans only care how it looks
well, since how it looks is all y’all wanna talk about
let’s just say i hand some (handsome) pretty ugly losses out
tonight? i’m k!llin’ kenny from south park
no closed casket, let me explain playa
see you’re a character, they never see in the hood
you don’t know who you are and that’s the reason i have to cremate ya
no, you don’t know who u-r-n that’s the reason i have to cremate ya
so which is it? are you an actor/dancer?
or some cold stone street gangsta?
i mean the fans wanna know
cause as a rapper our mistakes are taped and rewatched like dvr
my mouse live, i should let the subject die no cpr
but i’d rather catch you in a planetarium playin’ ddr
snitch, telescope, dance wit’ the f-ckin’ stars
b-tch this ain’t coyote ugly you can’t dance around these f-ckin’ bars
i swear, boy from here on out, no
boy from heron out things won’t be the same
my flow dope, i can make a g, o.d., d-mn i can make a g.o.d
d-mn, i just used the lord’s name in vain (vein)
speakin’ of blasphemy, let’s get back to k!llin’ him actually
i make one phone call, like, “wet him to send him to heaven
let him see if god’s waitin’
nah, better yet i got k!llers in church clothes, blendin’ in wit’ the congregation
that’s baptize him and send him to god soon as he get confirmation
so say ten hail mary’s cause you’ll just die when you hear what i have just written
no, eulogist die when you hear what i have written
oh, b-tch you worried (obituary) yet?
you should be, keep the f-ckin’ camera on
i had a revelation that all he does is just babble on (babylon)
b-tch get it together
or word to mary i’ll have you marry (mary) a mag’ da lines (magdalene) in mind are simply methodical
all i do is win and that’s a stat you (statue) should pay homage to
see these concepts? immaculate
jesus it’s unexplainable, immaculate conception? jesus it’s unexplainable
i had a one off with christ and made it debatable
i mean i won, but the judges were biased as h-ll
that’s funny by us in h-ll, well as you can tell
i’m not a rapper who use filler
i’m dexter morgan in real life, i’m a k!ller who k!lls k!llers
with a voice in my head screamin’ “k!ll more. bury jc”
but playin’ games you got it backwards, see j bury more
cj barrymore’s, more, bury, jc, for playin’ games you got it backwards, cj barrymore
who the f-ck are you comparin’ y’all?!
i told you, don’t compare me to nothin’, i’m carryin’ somethin’
that’ll put this black b-tch on the ground; harriet tubman
i’m wipin’ out ya whole f-ckin’ bloodline
just try and stop it, let me find out you have relatives
fightin’ for they life and you don’t have security watchin’
i show up to the hospital, with a r.i.p. t-shirt with they f-ckin’ face already on it
i’ll pull a cord on your mother’s mother
you’ll lose your grandma (grammar) like you’re speakin’ ebonics
and that ain’t sh-t
you wanna know why i’m an -sshole?
cause right before that b-tch dies i’ll lean in and whisper, “you just lost the battle”

[round 3: jc]
on july 4th i had a battle, i was given they n-gg-s they paid fo’ some sh-t to record
of course it was in my city so y’all know i had to give ’em a tour
we went to the store, grabbed some drinks, a few blunts
seven feet from where my boots touched there was shots fired and a dude slumped
now gjonaj, if you brought me to yo’ hood, what would i see?
lie, please
i see right through you, ain’t sh-t in yo’ hood
which is prolly why you battle rap cause you ain’t sh-t in yo’ hood
but that’s cool cause this is where the lesson starts
ya bars, get stretched apart and ya punch is fake
you even reach with a prosthetic arm
i am a tough soldier and my set’s strong
i correct any n-gg- that step wrong
y’all like playin’ catch me if you can
we like playin’ catch we wit’ them cans n-gg- we check frauds
difference between me and you is i live it, they’ve seen it
you feel better even sayin’ it, sh-t that could change yo’ whole life i roll by on a regular basis
but n-gg-s like you i’ve heard somethin’ about
i’m amazed at this
you the same n-gg- that got hung over a balcony, that’s some crazy sh-t
whoa but hold up, then dolla saved this n-gg-
that’s why n-gg-s like you make me sick
you like one of them hoes off player’s club cause dollars saved this b-tch
i don’t give a f-ck where y’all from, f-ck you b-tches
a hands free phone call could touch you b-tches
but i’ll still spark the llama like martin mama
if i reach, ain’t sh-t i’m raisin’ but a biscuit
now we can say, “f-ck this battle” right now and get it jumpin’ for fun
chopper wit’ the steel barrel, will farrell, we go nuts with them drums
even that battle [?], you can either die or end up in comas
i hopped up on stage with the arm out, felt like i was gettin’ a diploma
and let caps fly, get him baptized, drug dude
b-tch we are not cool you know exactly why i’m here and it’s not you
see these n-gg-s get weaker by the f-ckin’ weak
i thought y’all would’ve caught that by the first one
but you might be the worst one
i helped mold the blueprint you work from
but i mean, if it’s not battle rap just hope he don’t end up missin’
i got n-gg-s waitin’ on a flinch, just know they in position
you’ll be face to face with a buckshot, n-gg- doctor was frozen from the condition
it was chest shots, they ain’t seen that many openings since the simpsons
it’s your story to my story, they can believe him if they want
but at the end of the day, it’s still a body leavin’ from this trunk
there’s mad toys, mad choices, could’ve left him stinkin’ from the pump
but i let the semi squeeze and gave him a penny treatment
that mean left his head leakin’ from the front
let’s be honest gjonaj, there’s nothin’ you can do wit’ me
you gon’ home happy you got a jc battle, i was the speaker at your eulogy
you came here tonight and didn’t do sh-t you was suppose to do
and you still gotta thank me for the time they got to notice you
n-gg- you had the whole f-ckin’ alphabet and picked the wrong letters
you boring, fake dizaster, i should’ve charged extra
cause this is a f-ckin’ slaughter
i had a tougher time runnin’ water
n-gg- yo’ crew b-tch but these n-gg-s next to me like telepathy
mine (mind) move sh-t
and you? the only thing i helped you do is get close to christ
i’m out this b-tch there’s more ditch diggin’
this b-tch? that brick in the ocean type, so goodnight

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