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gates of the garden – a. ward vs. killahsiz lyrics

[round 1: a. ward]
i said my reb-ttal game crazy
boy i’m lovin’ this
hands in the communion, gave the cup to friend
took a sip started coughin’, this where i make you choke on the blood again
you know, there are 2.5 billion christians, and you said “a thousand cases of molestation”
there’s 20,000 battle rappers, this where i get this cat strangled
cause a 1,000 is like….a 1/10th of a percent
so all it would take is one battle rapper for you to have to identify as that, there went that angle
i scr-pped my original intro when i saw us on day 2 list
i looked at the list, and nearly appealed the docket
aye dre, you got the audacity to tell 3 christians to be here by 1 pm on sunday with atlanta traffic? that’s real obnoxious
not to mention this supposed to be our day of rest
but i guess this charity work can be philanthropic
but this is craig vs ezell
you know, cause i got fired up on my day off
and in this alternate intro they gon’ see you on tape, stealin’ (still in) boxes
let’s start at the root, word i’ma finna k!ll k!llahsiz
stunt his growth, milonakis
i’m illa than that filler k!lla, conceal a rocket
we don’t know what you believe, the feel agnostic
not us, 4 hors-m-n, feelin’ real accomplished
and you gon get this iv drip too when they filling hospice
this where i show ya bluff
because you want to get a buzz off a name so like you don you can start blowin’ up
reached out to dre for exposure
and then found out that million dollar dream is really a cobra clutch
it’s already over bruh
i ain’t slowing up, ’til i’ve thrown enough
and right now, the results?
mike still asking for mo’ like global guts
bro you suck!
let’s go to mo’ for the results
the leader board says you trash, you gon’ do what to him?
this a midround freestyle
i’m beatin’ him black and blue, dawg you know that i’m too much
against reepah you said
“i been low, so a. ward i’m in often but the saga continues
it’s not that i’ve heard the scheme 20 times, it’s the disrespect, no doubt
cause for somebody who’s been tryin’ to be street they whole life
we just wondering why you left bro out!
it’s levels to this – you know this, that’s what you took the money out ya account for
you put our names in your schemes
we don’t even know how to pr-nounce yours
you b-m…
i’m not against investing in your crfaft
i paid for saint mic, and put on one of the best battles the midwest has ever had
i did it once, mike, every battle after i been cookin’ ’em worse
you paid for me, and you paid for the bookin’ of twork
i don’t wanna hear them lines about people bein crooked in church
this generation thinks they can buy their way to the top without puttin’ in work
the nerve, but it’s cool, aye dre, i’m gonna spaz for about four minutes
i don’t wanna hear nothin’ ’bout me puttin’ money in a collection plate
(why?)
this sunday i’m putting yours in it!
this where i damage ya life
don’t matter how much paper michael’s got (scott) he don’t manage it right
so the next step? a pearly one, i hand ’em to christ
when you see peter (peta) at the gates, and it ain’t animal rights
k!llahsiz, i looked at your name like, “hat don’t even sound normal”
i tell people “search a.ward”, they type it in and it’s found for ’em
you tell people search “k!llahsiz, but the c is a k, there’s an h in the middle a z at the end…you know what lemme just write it down for you.”
this a blatant attack
you don’t know the recipe to put a on his back
you don’t know the recipe to make waves on the map
you disrespected your family the minute that you paid for this match
cause you straight up bought…
i thought italians were supposed to make it from scratch!
but you got ya name buzzin? base pumpin’? the k dumpin’?
we got our faith jumpin’, grace comin’, and pray cause i came from it
strapped with somethin’ old and new – i see change comin’
psalm 45 – romans 9 – i’m ’bouta save somethin’
man this is the perfect line
here’s some advice that you can’t stomach
and why our opponents always leaves mad as can be
cause every line is molestation, catholic, dah! adam & eve
you spend a whole round battlin’ god, and end up losin’ the battle to me
you gotta pick somethin’ else to write ’bout
cause right now – god ain’t the one out performing and punchin’ ya lights out!
we finna find out what mike ’bout
cause on and off camera, marv know, i live the love of christ out
not you
your lil’ trap stories need white out
you change up fast
so if you say somethin’ bout pitchin’
it’s on mlb 2k tryin’ to strike out mike trout
take some advice pal
ya merch and music? they gotta match up with ya lifestyle
i’m tryna guide what your crew ships and sales (sails), i am the lighthouse
mike please
you couldn’t get this close to the flow in the garden with spike seats
this divine speech, belief for the doubters
i see who you roll with – let’s keep it a thousand
he hit up don like “aye. don! i got ward! what’s some angles i can sneak in a battle?”
don was like, “aye! you should tell him all about the struggles of being italian!”
y’all wyling, stick to ya guns
hold that strap
go ‘head, reload that mac
i’m tryin’ to get you to grow past that
i got a band (banned) to show how vain (vein) he is, oh that’s jakk
i came with a different savior, you know that’s facts
hands and feet where they drove that tack
his bl–dy moves weren’t the bodak track
but you from pompano beach, oh you live by kodak black
no you lived by the code – act black
i said be yourself, a knockoff pat stay, it got me laughin’ bruh
aye marv, this is what our paths become?
a different city every two weeks havin’, makin’ money tryin’ to battle b-ms
against us you either die or duck, you shoulda picked the latter one
since you a fake p.a.t. you either gotta p-ss or run
this call up was insane
lakers fan on the east coast, i’m usually not up for the games
so back back
you knew what you was getting with this, it ain’t a grab bag
so let’s ride, i got a question for money, we in the cash cab!
how ya name start with “k!lla” and you ain’t k!ll nothin’?
that’s like bill collector, not collecting real hunnids
that’s like hymns not praisin’ and worshipin’
prep showin up to freestyle, bad newz never facin’ adversity
that’s like the chef not cookin’, drugz not dope enough
riggz not ridin’, quban never smokin’ nun
h-ll, that’s like severe havin’ a laid back pen in is battles
you gotta live up to your name, even marino never wins when it matters
i watched you tell a whole venue of people, “make some noise if you ever sold drugs before.”
he said that!
john john, you know the kinda people that say that? people who never sold drugs before!
it’s iv, you see it, the whole crowd know
there’s nowhere to run, this that motown soul
the loose leaf a two piece it knock bro out cold
let ya brother’s jump in, we finna show out bro
i got the horses in the back, this that ‘old town road’!
i ain’t come to get personal with you
i brought enough bars to body you and every person that’s witchu
nah, i’m laughin at stupid, i got way more
these’ll (diesel) barely fit in the encore like shaq in a buick
tell the next person to fall in line
atlanta! god is good!
(all the time!)

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