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fight klub - iron solomon vs jin lyrics

[round 1: iron solomon]
i ain’t gon rap bout your background or origin
i’ma rap bout the black cloud that’s wrapped round your aura, jin
cause when it rains it starts pouring jin
l’ma send you home poorer jin
win the money by the bar and start pouring gin/jin
we’ll all take shots of gin, then i’ll take shots at jin
get a blade and start oxing jin, take away his oxygen
his wife will swallow solomon, go ‘head call her jin
my syringe injected her lips like collagen
he still wanna be my bestest friend, cause even jin will tell ya
he’s pussy like estrogen, female genetalia
he keeps switching genders, he’s a degenerate
acting like a little lady and i’m trying to be a gentleman
but i’m too diligent….

[round 1: jin]
now you think you a tough guy cause you came with a few brothers?
that’s the only time i heard a b-tch say my name more times than your mother
it’s a flow like this that’ll make you fall back
that was some rehearsal shit, that ain’t called rap
i don’t f-ck with cats outside of my circle
you are nowhere near the exact radius
so here’s a bit of advice
you might wanna consider changing your rap alias
the real solomon was a king, this clown seems more of a diva
so after i make ’em my b-tch, you can call yourself the queen of sheba
as far as the iron goes watch how i spit that hot shit
and melt with my death defying flows
the 20’s and 50’s is cool but the 100’s i’m eyeing those
cause records ain’t selling these days, shit i would know
and you don’t wanna turn this to an asian vs. white thing
cause that’s just not exciting, but even spike’s last name is lee
so i suggest you do the right thing
you the rapping chuck norris, i’m the cat you can’t beat
bruce died resurrected and came back in the form of a battle mc
and your girl, i seen her apartment, i had her knees on the carpet…

[round 2: iron solomon]
i am king solomon, i give queen of sheba more pleasure
i’ll do it to your chick cause you just a court jester
talking ’bout, “i’m freestyling, i’m freestyling when i’m spitting my poems
his shit’s written i know it!”
quit b-tching and hoeing!
keep spitting your freestyles you childish mc
you ain’t winning these g’s clown your styling is free
and i spit paid styles for the highest of fees
after this jin will probably wanna buy ’em from me
betting his wealth? get him some help, he’s getting ahead of himself
i’ma beat him, he’ll buckle, someone get me my belt
he said it himself in one of them rhymes in one of them joints you got
wait, i don’t know none of your rhymes, none of your joints is hot
your careers the saddest story, all your battles corny
now you and canibus can share the same category

[round 2: jin]
so you know about my career and all of it’s ups and downs
he probably googled jin, added to his favorites, this guy’s a f-cking clown
yeah my alb-m flopped, but i ain’t with the rest of the crew
that was three years ago, i expected so much more
is that the best you could do?
and don’t get it twisted, mention one of my prior losses
my sources tell me he’s a cop disguised as a rapper working for higher forces
and i don’t say that for the fact that he’s caucasian
i say that cause on his way here he wrote me a parking citation
so everybody here, watch what you say when you stand next to this guy
cause if you say the wrong thing you might be next to get fried
he’ll come to you like “ayo what’d you think about my 2nd verse?”
but wait, before you say anything
why don’t you show me your weapon first
he’s the wrong guy to aggravate
yeah, i’m bout to smack you a
cause when it comes to this, when it’s time to rap
his face turns all red like the tip of my d-ck when i -j-c-l-t-
and we all know the myth about battle rappers not making hot songs
but yo, to a certain extent that theory is not wrong
cause i been doing this for awhile, if i was truly garbage
i’d be “going going…”
but listen, your boys don’t take you to the club
cause when you around women get scared, you can’t see me
literally your vision impaired

[round 3: iron solomon]
i did write him a ticket, you better make the court date, b-tch
and judging by the money you put up
you won’t be able to afford to pay it
see jin, i really thought you ought to be smarter
he’s a soft little b-tch but he wanna be harder
so he tries hard in the studio cause he wanna be better
but he keep having a battle cause he wanna see cheddar
he wanna stack g’s, he wanna see figures
he wanna be a g, he wanna squeeze triggers
he probably standing on phone books cause he wanna be bigger
he said “i quit!” then came right back, he wanna be jigga

[round 3: jin]
no more mr. nice guy cause i’m really not caring
i’m about to get on some bullshit and just start calling you aaron
that’s his government name, back in the day he wasn’t the same
in fact, you talk about jigga? i’m partially the reason you became what you became
i know you ain’t forget man, remember?
’01 when i served you down at wetlands?
i had the mic to his neck fam[ and had his head so f-cked up to the point that it was stretching out his sweatband
it was me and him in the final round
he was like “oh shit, i don’t know what to expect man,”
i said “put the mic down, slowly step away from the check, scram!”
i know your strategy, stop babbling
he sits at home writing rhymes, dissing you all day
then when the time comes, he takes out the “you”
and replaces it with the name of whoever he’s battling
i mean that’s the habit he has, rewriting his rhymes
that’s a habit and that’s the pattern shown
there’s a channel on youtube where you can watch him doing that alone
i mean i do it on occasion, but my rhymes are hard to forget
he do it like he’s rockint a show and that’s just part of his set
i know you wanna do reb-ttals, you got the right to be mad
but yo, solomon, i fathered your career too, yo
so don’t fight with your dad
and right now he’s starting to feel like life is a drag
cause he started having identity crisis he can’t decide if he’s a dyk- or a f-g

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