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universal battle realm - idill vs dvos lyrics

idill round 1:
when it came to battlers i had to handle first, i knew i’d face unimportant ones
coming here i knew i’d start with bottom tiers…but not the crying jordan ones
who am i kidding? i never imagined that i would battle you
honestly i was hoping for d-breeze, avenu, wronzy and magic too but this? a flame thrower to what a candle do
you are bottom of the talent pool, way too deep
i mean you would need two marines and scuba steve just to find you d
my last battle i shut down the venue, they know you now, but watch how quick they forget you
but keep acting cool though until i get my foot up in that culo
face it dawg you’re baseketball, that means he’s hoping to score as a joke in the sport
he will mention desert heat in one of his rhymes but we sponsored his death a couple of times liiiike
you vs random guy, both sides, had to cringe through it
that sh-t belongs vaulted with new prince music
you droned on for so long, when i say that, i mean you both bombed
even worse was that awkward dap at the end, acting like friends, you both had to pretend it wasn’t trash and it should happen again
you be acting proud and intelligent but against kemist you sounded out of your element
you went from kemist to getting roasted by some homeless broke chick with rhymes on her eviction notice
his arrogance will be the death of him on stage he won’t get a win
cuz he couldn’t reach his dreams with dmt and mescaline
f-ck your crew too, i bet that all of you clowns
concrete helicopters who you follow around?
that means it’ll be your asphalt if you never get off of the ground
i hear these new guys and their talk of the crown, but with these bars i don’t see king, i’m seeking god in the clouds

idill round 2:
so you can miss me with all of those weak angles
i don’t think that gabe real fly so f-ck archangels
you the type to get hype over frappucinos
you are more al gore than you are al pacino
you don’t carry a threat to my life, i barely see you getting in fights
you’re so harmless, i trust you getting in bed with my wife and spending the night
saw your new squeeze n we just had to chill
layed up with her then bounced, now thats a practice drill
as far as swag, you need lessons
i ain’t know men’s clothes had a pet-te section
when i look at your face, here is the problem i see
p-b-rty ain’t a stage for you, its more like a chronic disease
caught in between the kid you are and the man you’re not gonna be
i mean, i get it, i’m old, my eyes got bags, like d-mn he tired
you’re askin why haven’t i retired
i’m the hispanic, lighter skin version of danny myers
but tell me who is drownin this dude in the fountain of youth
i told him i stay grounded, you know, well rounded with mood
he said, i stay grounded too! i hate when my dad says i can’t come out of my room!
putting aside that both of us white, we are nothing alike, you grew up inside a bubbly life somewhere in the heights
but me? i got loved ones stuck in the plight, for them that struggle is life
he will lie and bullsh-t what he spouts in his rounds
but he can’t pull id card even with a bouncer around
back to the battle tho cuz what i brought is fresher
you were set up to fail, this here ain’t no thoughtful gesture
you gotta ride it out try not to pop from pressure
or become a body on the card like it was bought from spencers
i ain’t bring your last battle up in rounds hardly
in the third you’ll hear neighbors loud and clear, and i don’t mean a house party

idill round 3:
bring up my son again and its a hospital visit
its ironic we’re at the civic, because you’ll see ivs either way you flip it
i didn’t drive dumb far not to come hard but i don’t need gun bars, just one trump card
lemme rewind, player, your last battle you dropped the n bomb and f-cked up that night major
you’re racist with bad hair, i guess we should call you kramer
mistake or not, that was clearly not the right choice, ironic that static is the wrong place for white noise/
lets talk about the round that night, where on short notice you were down to try
slipped up then got hung out to dry when that clip got shared a thousand times
that sh-t caused some trouble for you, struggling through death threats in excess for a couple of views
but you just came back and sucked up the abuse/
help me see your point of view like how you thought these choices through
show me where the line is between spineless and a loyal dude
cuz if that was me, i would avoid the crew, feel so annoyed i’m through
you’re young, you might get it later, are you scared to be an instigator cuz they did you favors?
like how you escaped tryouts with those light rounds
you said wetback there i recall, so your freudian slip, sh-t i wasn’t surprised at all
i know its a battle, nothing is off limits, and its ok to lie on web until you get caught in it
your self defense is getting corny, my point is that racist territory you’ve been exploring
your old battles tell the story better for me
i was almost mad but i started laughing instead because those words by dv are always playing back in his head
but does he really have the regret, was it an accident or some sh-t that he’s actually meant?
maybe yall should ask him again
he ain’t matching me tonight with my swagger on the mic or p-ssages i write
i got cruces on my back like p-ssion of the christ

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