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urltv - jc vs. ave lyrics

[round 1: ave]
so, b-tch, we finally here
no need to preach, how he been on a winnin’ streak
’cause i done followed j (jay) his whole career…like memphis bleek
but, see, the difference in the n-ggas here standin’
he livin’ for pen attention, i was livin’ off of penitentiary chances
so fix your stance, b-tch, ’cause you been gettin’ by with fly talk
knowin’ that your kind is why they provided a sidewalk
soft n-ggas on this godd-mn earth
al kapone shirts, i be at loss every time the yak man curse
but you put in work?
but see this is why i doubt the sh-t tho
cause how you vice lord and a muslim? yeah you counterfeit bro
when sh-t get real do one go out the window?
say f the flag, that’s when i bet he should baz (betty shabazz), word to malcolm widow
bro, you’se a hoe
and bein’ able to flow ain’t gon’ justify it
you talk guns, but my n-ggas buy the sh-t to just to fire
i’m talkin’ just to survive
cause when we pack with cannons, it’s ‘pac and janet
we be lucky if justice on our side
but you don’t mind, cause you not who you say
so now i’m p-ssed when i gotta look at you different like i’m bobby boucher
which makes me wanna punch this b-tch in his face
cause you might be frog-gy where you stay
but today you ain’t in michigan j
don’t give a f-ck what he display with his sk!lls
cause he just claimed he would k!ll
i ain’t suited up a single day in this field
he’ll freeze up with me just wavin’ the steel
n-gga ain’t even get bust and bein’ a b-tch
oh you jc for real
but see i’m trill, old school, i’m still with usin’ these
i can throw you a single blow and he losin’ all his t–th
maybe two mo’ and you sleep
and that’s cause i only move wit’ the shoulders
so on the ground you’ll find juju on that beat
boy i’ma beast
still down to raise the crime rate dawg
once i get trap wit’ them arms like my shine faceoff
see n-ggas like you, just play boss
i’m really wit’ soldiers, get big bucks
so soon as sh-t get illy it’s over
boy you’se a poser
if you a gun blower, then prove me that
but if you send a shot and miss we gon’ hunt ’til you truly stretched
so b-tch you better stab yourself if you scared of that tooley wreck
cause it won’t be no cap you let (capulet) me find out julie at (juliet)
or a foul option, mama carter catch rounds poppin’
now you mad she movin’ on to the [?] like cal watson
all because her boy that thirsty, jottin’ sh-t he ain’t ’bout
so i can’t show this vice lord have mercy, you should be worried
’bout the bullets we’ll spray in that shirt
about the pain that your mama feel to see you lay in that he-rs-
’bout the money she gotta spend to get ya day in that church
but the preacher’s fee is what’s free, just to give j the best verse
oh it gets worse
see n-ggas get murked for tryin’ to be heathens
but don’t be an example this evening
i know you want us to believe you ran them streets and in beef you be hammer squeezin’
look, if j (jay) your peoples, you’ll be sigel, the man have reasons
see you dope man, the things that you do with the bars? sheesh
i mean it’s hot! they had to come and get me ’cause he on the street
see how all of y’all asleep
‘dope man’, the ‘things that u do’, ‘it’s hot’, ‘come and get me’, j (jay) we on volume 3
see here’s the difference, i’ve been official and my pen a missile
prove i’ve cold with how i stuck out on chess (chest) like women’s nipples
so i don’t trip off the sh-t that pr-cks tell me
cause every time we turn, look up, it’s the same angle like a big b-tch selfie
that ain’t gon’ help g
i’m too certified for verbal lies (verbalize)
i steal on you, not off you, look in a burglar eyes (burglarize)
all of my shooters ride, i just hit up the game
and have chef handle that problem like a kitchen complaint
cause money talks, and i told y’all a franklin’s enough dollars
it leaves sh-t smokey, monday through friday we dumb showers
so for dead presidents and a skip we’ll bust cowards
so it ain’t sh-t to detect if (detective) carter tryin’ to rush ours (rush hours)
cause we really in the field
and i rob cause [?]
so me havin’ to take somethin’ been a drill (benadryl) but you ain’t trill enough to trap where you live
b-tch stop it, i bet i could make green in the yak (‘gnac), i’m hpnotiq
it’s nonsense
most of these n-ggas we cross is clowns
and i know it’s only rap when he yap that he sparkin’ rounds
but i ought to off him now
so lord talk me down, i wanna hit this b-tch but gotti cool, that’s coffee brown
but for now, i just tied the bag that his head in
and they should’ve told him takin’ this ave was a dead head
that’s round 1 man

[round 1: jc]
ave, mackk myron told me to tell you you mad g-y for f-ckin’ up that body

[ave]
f-ck mackk myron

okay, now y’all really ready?
i still remember the first time you held your iron low like you was anemic
from then on, you remained the coolest
as legendary as nintendo, ’cause you shook the game…and blew it
then we had to hear about that sh-t all the time
all them lines
if you felt for ave, you was walkin’ blind
’cause here, you gon’ need all them stripes
we call this life
[?]
each biscuit mean they crossed the line
what happened?
this was once a place you was most welcomed at
and now you d-mn near a welcome mat
you know it’s a bluff
still (steal), the toaster will bust
one shot, open him up
casket? closing and shut
six pallbearers, you better hope they loyal as f-ck
’cause when we pu-
just pray the same n-ggas holdin’ you down holdin’ you up
’cause it’s about to rain
arms are wavin’ it’ll send you through a hole like i’m dr. strange
and your president? he won’t even attend your service like you john mccain
it’s gettin’ sad
they won’t remember ave, he gettin’ dragged
the game is fake, jake the snake
but when surf pen (serpent) in the ring, i’m in my bag
and it’s gettin’ bad!
cause nothin’ ’bout this pen game lazy, but the fifth game crazy
one shot, sir’ll get (surrogate) carried, like he kim k. baby
pay attention, it’s nothing you can do that would be enough to even up
all you n-ggas chase death in the hood
but when death in the hood chasin’ that’s when the reaper comin’
you next up, so vest up
cause i chose the shotgun but i’m ridin’ by myself, that’s like a tesla
it’s important you know me
but how you 40 with an o.g.?
see, this is the reason the cave crowded just a little
i bet you when you used to watch batman, all the sound effects was visual
pow! yeah to be in front of this type of power it takes extreme guts
and you need some, a lot of it
’cause the ratchet got a kick like kareem hunt’s
but never mind that
we in line, ave, write ya will, f-ck who gets it
open ya mouth, the gun is in it
what a coincidence: he bitin’ still (steel) – pun intended
i been told n-ggas i was levels ahead of him
and this is proof, you are as out of place as master p in the nba
but still, the miller (mil’ will) shoot
straight liftin’ guys
whoever you gon’ phone for help, do that sh-t ahead of time
’cause when we come to flatten the whole house, even the signal dies
b-tch, i like to k!ll and everybody’s for a special reason
weapon’s squeezin’
the clip long enough for a second season
we gon’ send him back
you ridin’? well notice the signs, this the dead end of ave
and this ave different
i mean you was on top and now you can’t get a win
you ’bout as valuable as a cavs ticket
and me? well i’m that n-gga
just admit you can’t stop the n-gga, and he can’t go away
i mean between you and your old age, i don’t know what’s gon’ bring back problems quicker
but it’s me, it gotta be
honestly, the the precision that guide these rounds is how we know that he dead
stay focused instead
’cause tryin’ to throw all that weight around here, we’ll make sure that all that power go to his head
it’s body bags at every battle, make sure ya homie found one
but do not jump in that b-tch yet, ’cause it’s only round 1

[round 2: ave]
this the part where i show we not the same, bredren
so either you gain blessings
or florida’s gon’ mourn for your death…you james evans
all that flexin’? and lines about drawin’ i’m second guessin’
you’se a square that gets clearly shook, who ain’t did an etch-a-sketch
and i bet it
it’s not that i know you, i just can smell it
so if p-ssy’s what you made of, honor it, who you wettin’?
we was young n-ggas squeezin’ them toolies
so ringin’ somethin’ felt good by 20: that’s word to fettuccine and shooney
now who can prove he know a thing ’bout a sh-ll? or the bullet?
a taco, at least a (lisa) turtle, but not saved by the bell
they catch wreck in the trenches
you lose your life, that’s cause you asked for it, vice (advice), like a second opinion
n-gga, we breathe recklessness
n-gga, he ain’t stretchin’ sh-t
old commercial–ss n-gga, how y’all believe threats from this?
yeah commercial i said it
i’m guessin’ he ain’t catch the drift ’til i send texts (tecs)
now come back after these messages
man, i’ll get at this b-tch, just to suppress all the stressin’
i’m goin’ through somethin’, and it feel like i ain’t catchin’ no blessings
and drinkin’ heavy only ruins it, that’s why i cut back
but y’all gon’ give me mo’ yak (‘gnac)? smack these n-ggas bad influences
why y’all doin’ this to this n-gga?
you know we gutta
oh y’all tryin’ to see him hype, right? tryin’ to promote he tougher
like his n.o.m.e. battle, but it don’t matter, ya homie’s a sucker
reachin’ for that champagne, but it got you like stoney brother
man this f-cker could’ve peeled and been gone
and i’d have still had roc(k) on this b-tch’s neck like you wilma flintstone
nah, better yet, the whole cave
even the bro wav’ will snap on n-ggas tryin’ to cross ave wrong, that’s road rage
you better let him know, ace
a war with us got brutal
especially since we order some more of them top rugers
oh, you don’t think ’cause of the plane that you can’t get no pop, do you?
if you get shot, blame orlando, sorta like ‘pac’s shooter
i got goons everywhere, dumb-ss
they f-ck wit’ ave
that’s ’cause everywhere i go i ain’t scared to pick up no cash
you? claim you hit the block for the bread
but n-ggas told me you been pour (poor) out the yak (‘gnac) and it’s not for the dead
so if you scared, don’t even try to leave and play street
cause n-ggas die before they reachin’ they peak
and you don’t want your pops hurt grievin’, awake and can’t sleep
knowin’ the game took his son, now he feel like tyrese in waist deep
see, i just want you to be you, ju’
and understand you not a murderer
you wanna be loved, get you a boo ju’
dance is what you’d rather be on?
then, young fella, keep goin’
or f-ck wit’ the music, ’70s p-rn
see the route you want, you done been on
n-ggas been through it, holmes
we hood n-ggas – b-tch, i still drink the juice when the noodles gone
i hit the trap, run through the zones
my strip burnin’
i had breakdown plays that was better than chris berman
y’all n-ggas too stuck on that petty gwap
as far as pontiac, i’ll x this guy (alexis skyy): that’s fetty wap
i get respect on every block
cause i’m nervous the way he not
so as far as cookin’ this lil’ sh-t, i’m ready roc(k)
see the bars much iller, and my heart just realer
i done seen triumph from things you just talk lil’ n-gga
let him swing, my weaves mean, gem star, just split him
cut clean, new lion king: see that scar much clearer
on the for reala, none of y’all n-ggas put fear here and let’s get that real clear
can’t hide how you queers feel, we were scr-ppin’ too
just let me know when the match is through
i guarantee n-ggas get the smooth sleep; the mattress new
but as for you? you claim we got beef? bring it
just know i’m f-ckin’ up everything with ease, more than jacquees singin’
so keep thinkin’ you can go at a heathen and that beef gon’ get that yak to candle-lightin’ like a romantic evenin’
give me a reason
we got big sh-t that’ll set him straight
my advice is to get the wifey and ya kids extra safe
sh-t, ya friends better skate
even if you call the pigs the police (pulice) will no show, no you like brizz at sm8

[round 2: jc]
i know you here to put on a display and that’s fine
but stay in that line cause while you rappin’
i got two arms tucked away the whole time
like your faceoff with shine
and that pair will shoot parachute, it’ll do more than embarr-ss you
like your faceoff with shine
the last time they saw dawg was with his arms crossed…like yo’ faceoff with sh-
matter of fact, let’s just make this simple and plain
i grab this, they won’t remember his name
he’ll be past tense, literally go from ave to memory lane
first, they gon’ remember the plot then they gon’ reminisce over remington shots
and it’s not gon’ phase me
death? i had plenty brushes wit’ it
how you think sh-t got so wavy?
i shook the game
might’ve added new seasonin’ but i cook the same
still mixed with that stainless piece
so if you n-ggas can’t take the heat
it’s natural to look for shade
i mean you trash cause you simple
i’m mad cause they picked you
rage to come after ave- i’ma definitely put up my average against you
i’m actually glad you took the battle
i hate n-ggas that duck and i hate divas
and you ain’t either
glad you didn’t lose sleep preparin’ for me, you won’t have to wait neither
the fo’ strike him
i’ll even get the baby kissed like the pope like him
and put a hit out, you’ll never know who was behind it, i be ghostwritin’
no more makin’ them threats
smack saw you as a profit he had you facin’ the best
but plagiarism is what laid you to rest
they saw that profit was bluffin’ and you died with a bunch of followers for nothin’; you david koresh
the clip will rock him, did him proper
the family say he was “never quite on track”; silkk the shocker
you can tell he trash, it’s exactly why i’m compelled to spaz
i brought the test but i grade simple
even if he fail he p-ss
a chris stokes dance angle?
you said a bar
trip, trip, trip, after all these years i know y’all hate the sh-t
it’s outdated sh-t
but y’all wanna know how i knew he would still take the sh-t?
cause he steal (still) takin’ sh-t
but this time, it get real real
the shot come from the yak, so if i don’t do it than will will
did i stutter n-gga?
yeah, well either way he get steal still
and it’s plenty here
these ain’t your typical rounds ’bout lettin’ semi’s flair
these b-tches better than vr
when they in your face you can end up anywhere
n-gga, champion of the year?
i see a whole group of n-ggas on it
i only k!ll cause i like to write history usin’ my opponents
we not accepted the same
i don’t need validation off the same belt that he chase
sh-t, i even whipped eric with the same belt that he made
and when you finally made it to the big stage and started absorbing the glow
it was like shaq off the dribble, the cross over was slow
i should give you lead next
or you can quit and act ya age, that’s your new best bet
this n-gga got kids old as chess was in u.f.f
not to mention, you got half course sweepstakes, halftime accuracy in your rounds
see this is the reason none of them punches last wit’ me
my accuracy, john wilkes booth from the balcony
there you have it
before i play with ave, i would play in traffic
so don’t play with me
a.v.e. will quickly end up on a&e
i had to make a choice
until he done takin’ bars these people can’t rejoice
and that accuracy just proves what i’m sayin’
i just load the sh-ll, case and point
you part of one of the largest movements
but provin’ that you actually belong? you hardly do it
so this time it’s gonna take a lot of bars to prove it
just don’t take a lot of bars to prove it
round 2

[round 3: ave]
i’ve been earned my respect
but this new battle rap lane is some other [?]
so if this was wrestlin’, n-gga i’d be changin’ the f-ckin’ channel
cause the era where i’m from was ’bout k!llin’
but now if you don’t do sh-t with a bunch of this they swear you won in the buildin’
look here children, y’all know how we built our reps up [?]
you got served, battles, that n-ggas had to step up to
they get a footloose, again n-ggas knew that the comp was hard
we still bet, we threw a buck on the ground and we stomped the yard
wait hold on, hold on, cause this is not that crowd
you heard them t-tles and started feelin’ like michael right godd-mn now
but nah he palm the strap and say it tough like we fallin’ back
well b-tch i’ll never fold, i’m lazy as f-ck at the laundromat
so calm your raps, we know for a fact you ain’t lead spittin’
everything about you say “scared mission”, we bread different
i should slap this little b-tch head spinnin’
and your dogs (dawgs) won’t be sayin’ sh-t, you just think that they are, he craig trippin’
boy you not blazin’ and not bangin’ so stop fakin’
cause that’s mad lame, yo’ flag plain, that’s roc nation
y’all got this n-gga thinkin’ he rank in the gang is live?
well fine, take these bucks from me lord, i’m payin’ t-thes
but he lyin’
i ain’t buyin’ that bro be with the strap
that’s just flow for the culture
we know he don’t be in the trap
cause if this was the main n-gga to go see in the yak
then that’s an easy l!ck for them keys like jodie with the smack
you just rap n-gga, nothin’ ’bout you say cap peeler
far as hustlin’, we know you ain’t touchin’ no traps skrilla
see i caught a charge for petty soft, thought it was minor but that’s when i learned that there’s big trouble in little china
these n-ggas here be v-g-n-
tryin’ to find a direction, but get some type of acceptance from n-ggas that’s hood respected
why you want a record?
are you impressed with the stories writing?
do you know the difference between who reflect and who glorifying?
all your hustle lies and dumpin’ iron, you f-ckin’ lyin’
you ain’t bust nothin’, probably ain’t move to bump and grindin’
i’m advising you to stick with the squares
a move where you can relax, it’s clear the yak (‘gnac) got your vision impaired
i ain’t tryin’ to lux fix you, i f-cks witchu, believe me
i’m just talkin’ now cause sh-t’ll be different if we was beefin’
then it ain’t gon’ be no choppin’ up slim, i’m pullin’ up
spittin’ at carter window, take the lock off the gym, i’m one of them
n-gga who bring the beef to y’all dudes
that’s when i don’t speak i just move, only me and my tool
i catch him slippin’, soon as he in my view he’s screamin’ “i got a son.”
well look what you’ve done, cause baow he ain’t got you
that’s how we move
it’s doom to these n-ggas that’s h-lla fraud
like word to dr. huxtable’s closet, swear to (sweater) god
or the hands that give him scars
damage him, hit him hard, vision lost
the n-gga’s still dancing, just with the stars
but y’all won’t give me credit for it cause he ain’t tough like me
but f-ck it, i bet this joint’ll count (joint account) like i trust wifey
or i might just set a price, some c-notes and you done
i drop money on carter roof, i’m nino on the run
but you cool, cause you got ya gun
yeah he say all these things, but i’m on point in orlando
that’s dj augustine
see all that means is revolvers is near me
so as soon as the situation is wilder i’m drawin’ with fury
i ain’t gon’ budge for this b-tch, n-ggas know how we vibin’
i got a plug on the sticks, my controllers was dyin’
so you can play street dummy, but when that k keep drummin’ and his soul lay
‘who dat’ who raisin’ jt money? ain’t nothin’ funny
don’t make me show how fire sh-t gets
always talkin’ you dumpin’ pounds, man who allows this b-tch?
they say you talk that 100 round clip sh-t, cause i’m around this b-tch
i’m old school you, you know the style it sticks (stylistics)
and we don’t miss, i told you fix my plate, right smack?
cause they been sleepin’, it’s time i brought my state right back
don’t give a f-ck about these [?] n-ggas, they type wack
cause i’m a n-gga outta norfolk, straight like that!

[round 3: jc]
how can i be so cool with so many n-ggas on ya team and you still feel like the ops?
well he still get the shot
fast death, the outer body experience gon’ happen before his real body drop
he here to witness his death
and it’s gon’ be hard to forget and n0body exempt
they say he punch like creed, that’s not apollo, g (apology), just a sorry attempt
clip rip through n-ggas, i’ll split two victims
i’ll put more at peace, with the foreign piece (peace) than hinduism
i know that they told you, “you got this ave”, but don’t believe the help
i done whooped so many of y’all -sses this year, i actually need the belt
and they call you “the dvd man”
i took one look at that n-gga and figured, “probably”
and judgin’ from his last few battles, he should have no problem gettin’ bodied, so send a copy
besides, i own you my own personal k!ll shot
but this not for the usual purpose
you see these (cd’s) sweepers and bags on ave, it’s not community service
so when is your breakout performance start?
when does the flu game start?
it doesn’t, you done turned into a brown shirt random in a 2k park
i get the pinpoint on ave like his location drop
drop the location then i send him in a bag
so many cars it has his street roadblocked
then i’m sendin’ him (synonym) for ave
see, street, roadblock, them all synonyms for ave
how is this even though?
oddly it’s not even close
nothin’ about you original
even a n-gga takin’ bars is somethin’ we seen befo’
this is nothin’ different, but still suited when i walk through ave like jehovah witness
i peel the weapon
i lit up the spot
this b-tch didn’t even get hit and he drop…like building 7
i’m a wild child, i’m the reason for the condition on ave like a rothschild
but it’s goin’ from bad to worse, ‘matics burst
when you see these street sweepers on ave we actin’ addin’ dirt
karma’s a b-tch and it’s true
it has a way to get at you
i mean you pulled out on mackk, the day of the battle
then a mac get pulled out on you, aye b-tch you makin’ a battle
we increase the static, bulldog bark with a sharp bite, b-tch you need to have it
i mean you had the battle booked and literally vanished
this n-gga really think he magic
now i got news, it’s gettin’ gruesome
the clip abuse him or the shotgun leave him hangin’, jimmie newsome
this will not be debatable, nothing you can do to make this close
you show ave to the followers, the next ups, not the n-ggas pavin’ roads
i don’t ask for nothin’
you old as the tv’s with the antennas on top, but i get the static jumpin’
two arms, and they both turn into animals like shadow puppets
i am not nice, n-ggas know by these third rounds i usually stop life
you are livin’ proof, if it’s only two rounds into you, i only shot twice
and you coasted through
and you stole some bars
got some respect! but you stole that too
see this hopeless fool
really thought he was gon’ be validated by his third body and i came in like irv gotti, overruled (over rule’d)
you don’t really gotta show us you tough
real n-ggas knowin’ what’s up
no matter how real you make it look it’s still in question, like sno on a bluff
we not in the mood for any shoutin’
cause you gon’ look as dumb as dr. omar did in that hotel room
remember you was on the phone doin’ plenty mouthin’
at least we thought
and then one ring showed he wasn’t really ’bout (baow) it
n-gga it’s over wit’
overdose from the dopest pen and y’all know i wrote the sh-t
cause just like this n-gga i stole the show, my condolenses

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