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urltv – jaz the rapper vs. gattas lyrics

[round 1: jaz the rapper]
if y’all don’t remember how i does this…
good + i’mma remind you
this my debut on caffeine
i’m ’bout to have a good time, too
if you loved me last time, tonight, i’m that times two
i work on my time to address bullsh+t when it’s time to…

[crowd]
and it’s time to!

[jaz the rapper]
that spanish puta exposed where i work and what got my pockets stable
“jaz a cop! jaz a cop!”
but that’s not my label
she gon’ try to tell y’all lil’ jokes and she gon’ try to knock it wit’ a fable
so let’s just put it all on the table
yeah, i’m a operator, but you gon’ end up on the operating table!
fans was cryin’ like, “this b+tch wack! she dispatch!?”
(+chk+chk+) blow some holes in her
and she gon’ need this patched and this patched!
i rocked rooms in charlotte, london, brooklyn
what, y’all though i wouldn’t get love in cali?
sh+t, they gave me yg
all y’all gon’ see is blood in cali!
n+gga, i turn 30 years old next month
i’m not this little girl no more
y’all are so blinded
i’mma do me
i’ll never speak, dress, or act to yo’ likin’
see, the “jaz changed since she started f+ckin'” jokes? i don’t mind it
but whoever mad that i lost my virginity!? n+gga, go find it!
’cause yeah, i changed, but it was good for the better
my foot up on the pedal
my life like the mario bros.: the pipe took me to another level!
i’m masked down, hoodied up
sh+t is not a game
you bump p+ssies, i bump p+ssies
we are not the same!
i’m a cartridge+dumper
i got a long gun i call “gattas”…
’cause the chopper f+ck the rug up: it’s a carpet+muncher!
i’m offin’ you
i brought it all for you
i’m all on you!
d+mn near stalkin’ you!
i ain’t your neighbor
stranger danger: young don’t know who she talkin’ to!
aye, charisma johnson, you know i’m a big dog, right?
and you a little dog
you like this to me
why the f+ck she disappeared for five years? it’s a mystery
no matter what, smack, this b+tch is dead: chivalry
ain’t tomorrow halloween?
it’s only right i take young out: “trick+or+treat!”
aye, drect! you got her 30’in’ me? like i’m a sucker?
you’se a lyin’ f+cker
so for that…bow! i will put charisma on d like brian pumper!
i ain’t even have to fully load the clip
i got this b+tch dumb hot!
your last name is johnson, and johnson, all i need is one shot!
when we think of gattas battles, we think amy miller, looney divine
you was kickin’ they ass
but when i think about it, you was only kickin’ they ass ’cause you was takin’ b+tches that’s trash
i came up bein’ who to beat
you was takin’ b+tches that wasn’t good
you yg, i’m kg
i came in at 19 and they threw me to the wolves!
i came up beatin’ buku names
you was lookin’ like the best, ’til you faced top+tiers, then you ain’t look the same
chayna, hustle, and hart cooked you, then you quit for five years
you should feel ashamed
’cause the only clear win that you got, o’fficial (official) threw the game!
but welcome back to url, ho!
this ain’t gt
your community stay tryna cancel n+ggas…couldn’t be me
they said, “watch what you say to them g+ys”
b+tch, idc
’cause i don’t care if you a lg or bt
those letters ain’t stronger than ak or de!
i’ll catch her lackin’ when i slide
we caught the fade
she outta breath, the impact was amplified
y’all watch squid game? (yeah!)
honey wasn’t in shape: she got cracked and then she died!
you gon’ tell these corny+ass jokes and lay on this dirty+ass floor
b+tch, we ain’t got the patience for you
you walk up and down these streets all day playin’
that’s your problem, smokey + ain’t n0body playin’ but you!
so pop off
they’ll find you next friday when you get dropped off
slice the side of her face open, and leave this joker talkin’ wit’ her cheeks: “no more locked doors!”
gracias!
but where you from, gattas?
one minute, you from indiana, next, you from chicago
what the f+ck you keep switchin’ it for?
she pick and choose when she a chi (shy) b+tch like…”i never did this before”
now she missin’ for three days
chances that they find her is low
i suggest they share it on ig, ’cause to get more eyes is the goal
that postal worker tip came and said she rotten with mold
think poetic justice
’cause luck wasn’t on her side
we left chicago on the side of the road!
don’t brush me wrong!
but you can rep chicago and indiana
i don’t care, fam’
’cause i rep both, too
no gloves, i’m grippin’ the colts wit’ my bare (bear) hands
but you gon’ say i’m always on stage?
i get booked across country
for the “jaz face”, they give jaz checks
i discovered twork, wavy, jerry we+
me standin’ next to smack helped n+ggas get to smack next!
but it’s like my parents kicked me out at 18
watch how i move, young
i’ll get this b+tch snuck in the club: she was too young
my hittas? i’m sendin’ them!
i don’t care how long i knew young
go ‘head, bring up surf
and i’ll drag this b+tch out a car if you even mention tsu (soo), young!
you wanna go? cool (goku)
i’m done playin’
do you know what we keep in our trunks?
i don’t know if young sane (saiyan)
but we go berserk
if i say, “hunt her,” hunt her (hunter x hunter)
the knife sharp, but the gun dump
bury ’em 12 feet, and you’ll be in a mega+low (megalo) box
who want some?
i’m a beast, star (beastars)
and i may (anime) or may not watch ’em, but i’m too good wit’ words
like if you think i’mma k!ll you wit’ one punch, man (one+punch man), i’mma take you for a loop in (lupin) the third
time
[round 1: gattas]
they said every legend came back and tarnished their legacy in the streets
but not gat’
nah, n+gga, the exception is me
i been active, and better than you ever could be
regardless who your man sent in, i transcended through every era effortlessly
before queen of the ring, i made waves on grind time, and real n+ggas feel that
before you ever stepped on the stage
it wasn’t even url yet + it was still smack
since luck and remy at fight klub, i been outside wit’ real raps
so this lil’ movement you a minor part of…i am the foundation!
i helped to build that!
i was the first. female puttin’ on!
i didn’t need a man to (amanda) show me how
this sh+t is simple
you dug (doug) your grave f+ckin’ wit’ a real monster
in the culture i been a symbol
i play wit’ big bands, sticks and drums, all that, i’m instrumental
i’ll put the auto (otto) rocket on your helmet
’cause i’m tomb raider + a legend, and i’m hittin’ (hidden) temples!
you stepped in front of a loaded gun for no reason
thinkin’ you would be victorious when you boring us and barely flow decent
big+ass jimmy neutron head wit’ that spongebob box body
b+tch, you built like a old english
i could blam (ka+blam!) you easy
turn brooklyn into a chalk zone (chalkzone) how i got the fo’ nickel od’in’ (nickelodeon)
but ain’t nothin’ funny ’bout this gun
i ain’t joshin’ wit’ this drac’ (drake)
you could get hit in the crowd
angry beavers, two sets of choppers
i would (wood) put a dent in your smile
sh+t ’bout to get wild & crazy and i ain’t kid+din’ around
y’all really thought i would miss the (mr.) bighead when i already had to rock o? (rocko)
you know my best friend is a cal’! (cow)
and your slogan is…”you address sh+t when it’s time to”
[jaz the rapper]
facts

[gattas]
well, do the math, ’cause i’m you times two
the fact her (factor) circle can’t function even when they try to
shows i’m not your op+ponent, i’m an ex+ponent
the base of my+

are y’all f+cking sh+tting me!?

the fact her (factor) circle can’t function even when they try to
shows i’m not your op+ponent, i’m an ex+ponent
the base of my power is shown beside you!
enormous performance, like if you multiplied tsu
but you can’t even go the distance
y’all see what a co+sign (cosine) do?
i get all dividends from every angle, and i want the whole pi(e), too!
or i’ll point (.) 5, take a fraction of your life
in half a second, i’ll divide you
and reachin’ for my title (tidal)…it’s like openin’ pandora’s box
and i’ll blow up your spot if i (spotify) tune (itunes) up this d+mn 40+glock
slice the blade across your apple
sh+t get serious (sirius), and you can’t scream
i guess i’m too cutthroat, ’cause your neck’s leakin’ + now you mainstream
and jaz, i know you ain’t clutchin’ the ruger
you answer inbound calls, workin’ in front of computers
you know it’s so many ways you could get wings?
i see a urn in your future
it’s like my rideshare app’s gli+gli+glitchin’
i might lift (lyft) a bird in the uber!
and you? you…took a turn for the worse
traveled down the wrong road
this my house, i got a h+ll of a grip, a stronghold
and what i tote can’t fit in the glovebox or console
my n+ggas shootin’ h+lla sh+t up, big as elephant tusks
guess what’s in the trunk? a long nose!
and i can tell by yo’ shock (bioshock)…
you thought you could make a titan fall (titanfall)
but my pen work to diffuse her
and doom is your destiny, b+tch
that’s the purpose of losers
you gon’ be left for (4) dead and get a halo too (2) the way you lurk and maneuver
’cause all my n+ggas strapped, but i’ll be the first person to shoot her
get ya bars up, b+tch
[round 2: jaz the rapper]
i hit gattas’ phone like…”tell us where we can meet”
it’s gon’ be more than the bardashians comin’ for you
sh+t is gon’ be deadly
b+tch, i’m grabbin’ everybody
we gon’ be at least 10 deep
the cameraman, this n+gga, that n+gga
i’m talkin’ a bunch of random mu’f+ckas like efb
i’ll ride for respect
you wanna try? we gon’ step
bardashians the gang
i’m alec baldwin, i told them a b+tch gotta die…on the set!
it’s about to be a wrap for you!
stop talkin’ like i can’t rap wit’ you!
you’ll get shot while you get a shape+up, i ain’t cuttin’ no slack for you
b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck if jesus gettin’ a cut after you!
this ratchet goin’ off in the barbershop: “who the f+ck drank my apple juice!?”
i know it hurts i’m winnin’
you made the worst decision
cops came, and all they seen was johnson head peeled back: she got a circumcision
gattas, you know what scuffs my timbs?
when you say i can’t do what you do
you mean when you…rap all fast like mystikal?
like it’s mystical?
not realizin’ it really limits you?
it’s predictable, pitiful, typical, you f+ckin’ imbecile
there’s too many syllables
look at the crowd + they’re f+ckin’ miserable!
why would i wanna do that!?
why would i wanna do that?
he rap like it’s still 2009!
who said he gon’ be the reason i’mma fall?
i feel like kyrie…’cause this man dated (mandated)
i ain’t playin’ wit’ none of y’all!
ironic i got this d+ck in the club and i ain’t f+ckin’ stall
i’ll put gat’ down, but i don’t lay tecs (latex): i’m f+ckin’ raw
watch my hands
but i only get nasty wit’ short people ’cause i’m f+ckin’ small?
i’m playin’ games?
i’ll walk up to you, dave, and bust her (buster) in the f+ckin’ jaw!
you wanna step? we could fight
now she out cold, i knew she’d get slept from the sight
’cause when you put young on caffeine, they always end up knocked out by the end of the night!
you reached your plateau
them plain punches you known for driftin’
but this smoke is different
so when mine land, form (landform) y’all own opinion
you been goin’ downhill
i can’t get no clout from you
to sum it (summit) up, you hit your peak
that’s why we in here doubtin’ you
your last showing was rocky
and these (andes) rounds? huh, i got it out for you
i won’t ever rest (everest)
the person oughta know if this app’ll lay she in (appalachian) a box
what the f+ck are you amountin’ (a mountain) to!?
where your girl at!? she’ll get stole in her jibs!
i’ll chop her body up
by the stove was her ribs
her head by the couch and her legs by the fridge!
sh+t feel like surviving r. kelly: young b+tch is (b+tches) all over the crib!
y’all remember+ hold up

[guy in crowd]
leave her alone!

[jaz the rapper]
no!
nah…
y’all remember when gattas started dressin’ like a girl?
you was comfortable

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