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urltv - geechi gotti vs. jey the nitewing lyrics

[round 1: jey the nitewing]
so lemme get this straight…
we got an entire card full of recognized names
and all of efb to the left of that
while you on a last+minute run for the belt
‘cause the hollohan battle prolly held you back
so to build momentum, you just needed some kind of…pushover, right?
someone you can beat the f+ck up…with the help from smack
so i’m p+ssy, is what you tryna tell me
nah, it’s all good, bro…lemme help wit’ that
ayo, traffic! we got jey the nitewing vers+
n+gga, you’s a pack!
round 1! and this efb strain got me energizеd
they say cali got the best trees
yеah, that’s why he’s still alive!
this finna get ugly!
sh+t goin’ left wit’ a crip
sounds silly, but trust me
if this left doesn’t drop you, i’mma feel like i’m rusty
go ‘head with that mobster sh+t, gotti
roll the dice if you feelin’ that lucky
gon’ see flashing lights out in this desert, i’mma be feelin’ like bugsy
sh+t really get nutty
you bein’ from nutty blocc made it darker
i ain’t george, but up north, they call me the washington carver
wrong wing to make a rival (arrival)
they ‘bout to watch your departure
got the mechanic back in the hood, and now i’m knockin’ the starters
ay, bay loc…why the f+ck is that your name, bro?
you ‘bout to p+ss me off
that’s your hood name? so it was some n+ggas that…gave you that+
listen, dawg
you mean to tell me…
if one of yo’ n+ggas is across the street, and you wherever the f+ck you standin’ at
he shouts out “bay!” (bae)
yo’ prison+brolic+built ass ‘bout to answer back?
where the camera at?
this your champion, smack? that’s finna get this n+gga neck broke
big crippin’? i can’t tell
aside from ‘bout the rest of the set left bro
by the time they come back, bay (bae) moved on: now he ex+loc!
i’m givin’ you back to the streets!
what that mean? i’ll take the root (route) from you
champion of which year? tuh!
they ‘bout to see you humbled
you should thank me for keepin’ you from the belt: i’m the cool uncle
talk like you know better
ay! i don’t give a f+ck about your gift wit’ the gab
that presence you got ain’t the same wit’ me
you spendin’ christmas with dad
that tone in your voice depend on how many n+ggas you have
a crip wit’ a flag ain’t no different to me than a b+tch wit’ a badge
while i’m whippin’ yo’ ass, if they jump in, them n+ggas get stabbed
if i see c’s (cici’s), i got all the slices them n+ggas can have!
rip him in half! somethin’ like moses did with the staff
more like he moses, ‘cause god gon’ have to give him a pass!
and jey (jay) pharaoh, ‘cause if i catch you, this impression’s your last
i’mma keep it a thousand wit’ you
i saw your last three battles while i was diggin’ through trash
ay, it’s the farthest from hate
but if you win the belt this year, that there is gon’ tell me that all of this fake
f+ck the hollohan battle
i was hopin’ they’d have vaulted the tape…for all of our sakes
but this year, for you, still garbage
we could argue for a…verb and ward
n+gga, marv doin’ great
rum, chef, the block captain despite all of the hate
y’all sorry ass done took a coffee break, couldn’t get coffee to break
it’s like one n+gga+
ay! it’s like one n+gga from black compass to argue for bay!
but it’s hardly debate
just take it from me, bro
rockin’ with polo? awful mistake
who i think it should go to? i’m not gonna say
all i got is this 30+sack of work for you
i don’t got a dog in the race
we just talkin’!
y’all know why when he talk, you all can relate?
‘cause lately, a target ain’t made until he finds one that you already hate
think of the last two years…which battles got y’all callin’ him great?
eazy and mike
now don’t lie
the culture wanted to see them both die before they even walked on the stage
that’s why lookin’ at you, i feel like i’m lookin’ at a officer’s face
you only as strong as your backup
them numbers is all of your strength
that’s why i’m a problem for bay
i told you the day we met, i feed off of the hate
he thought it was safe, and picked the wrong tree to hide behind
it’s ironic how gotti dyin’
king callin’ his bluff, and it wasn’t enough to just bark in his face!
you talkin’ to jey hova!
they told us “geechi the best”
believability ain’t gon’ help you the way you compete wit’ the rest
you speakin’ to death
and the last thing you need is for me to really believe you a threat
i don’t need your respect
i need the way i k!ll you to be seen by your set
the logic is different!
hey! hey! hey!
the logic is different!
n+ggas gotti got wit’ him seen how the body was twitchin’!
now even the n+ggas that laced you in say they not even trippin’!
you can stop with the gimmicks
made a nice little career for yourself outta soundin’ convincin’…
and it still got you k!lled
starin’ at the sky while you slippin’, some real type of feel
shadow of the mad one passes over you
made you think of your slogan, too
and now lookin’ in my eyes kinda different, ‘cause it ain’t gonna feel like it’s real
so where this champion at?
that’s like sayin’ i’m a good mechanic, smack
how they got it wrong
‘cause yeah, i got geechi back in traffic, but it’s not for long
mad f+ckin’ king!
[round 1: geechi gotti]

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