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urltv - jc vs. b. dot lyrics

[round 1: b. dot]
so you wanted lux, lil’ n-gga! woooow!
you was reachin’ for god, then they p-ssed you me
blasphemy
no loaded
i should’ve came suited for the k!ll
nah, to keep it real, all i need is a casual tee for this casualty
i’ve been gunnin’ at you, julian
the first couple shots missed, bad accuracy
but the third round hit, smack outta nowhere, traffic 3
i’m just glad to be, in ya presence
we done heard the tallest tales about the smallest legend
y’all think he a murderer
but to me, when a n-gga lack conviction [?] a legend
you a fraud, i said it
cause real shooters come off the hip quick
one motion, the energy is all kinetic
in everyone of yo’ gun bars you starin’ down the pistol
and pause for seconds, but what, is the arm electric?
like why you always in shock every time you palm the wesson?
this is god’s perception
and yo’ bars is…random, what an odd selection
when a n-gga good at shootin’ shots, but then got a prob’ directin’
and y’all waitin’ for rounds that he drop in his game to line up that we never saw connectin’
is this all you sketchin’?
with an ill-stration that it all impressive
yeah, you got a pen, so (pencil)? what that mean to a n-gga that real draw the weapon?
we gon’ trace this back to where we first saw progression
back when bein’ gangsta wasn’t dawg profession
used to stay dancin’, and now you got all these guns
the k clappin’
well that motion went from one arm to the next
and i guess that’s how ya wave happen
look i ain’t askin’
i got ya future in my hands like i’m palm readin’
you get to runnin’, i get to gunnin’, let the long reach him
a chrome pop, the dome shot, the robot, y’all like, “what the god meanin’?”
that mean i let the fifth fly and catch him mid stride, left his body stiff, but had his arms swingin’
this is bar season
i’ve had games versus lames that didn’t write well
and well i’m here to write wit’ a n-gga i compare to
aye smack i’m finna strike
not like these other n-ggas, i didn’t mean to scare you
i’m finna strike, i’m in the url, bowling for pins (pens) and jc, i won’t spare you
i got clear view, the way i see murder (c-murder), it ain’t no limit to me airin’ you wit’ the strap
but i’d rather get your railroaded
the agony of ya screams will be music to my ears, and here’s the shocker, you always sound terrible on a track
this is facts, and dawg (dog), for all that malpractice another vet’ is gettin’ k!lled
you said you was the greatest in the world!
now you runnin’ out of sp-ce your circle gettin’ cropped, they done put an alien in the field
yeah, you got drive, but you in a vehicle, you ain’t registered to wheel
they put a bait car, on ya road to lux and you ain’t even notice you got set up for the steal
this the build, i’m a rise and i’m catchin’ you while you sinkin’
n-gga i’m it, you should’ve known you gettin’ tagged, you catchin’ me while i’m peakin’, i’m leakin’
all the info on why you excel
cause you stole anubiis whole style, just slowed it down but i must admit you do this well
let the truth prevail
and leave it to me to be the n-gga that see through the veil
i figured you’d disagree, so i brought the hammer
for ya t–th so we can argue this tooth and nail
n-gga, you can tell, when a n-gga whole demeanor foul
but he still wanna be seen as pals
that’s jc, after every verse, it’s “aye, aye, good sh-t, my n-gga.” handshake with a cheesy smile
you friendly–ss n-gga, don’t you see how that comradery don’t appease the crowd?
baow! and before i shoot again, i add an attachment to the end
just like him, i’m extending the arm in between the rounds
can’t y’all see he foul?
tryin’ to direct the crowd by slowin’ down?
i know ya style, but colder, pal
i pull out and aim, left and right wit’ the .40 cal’
had the whole buildin’ duckin’, up and down, doin’ the wave, n-gga that’s how i control the crowd
can’t believe this clown, and all the sh-t y’all let him get away with
y’all know he don’t spray clips, that’s why he emphasis every line, every line
and y’all pay him for that over compensation
yeah he write it well, but may as well write in braille
peep the explanation
he always tryin’ to bump it up a notch just so we can feel when you say sh-t
that’s basic
but the ike turner-annie mae (anime) sh-t? amazin’!
but pay attention, listen
it’s all kinda contradictions of the statement
i mean this character you created? is only based off the pen
so (pencil) whatever you draw up is the writtens we engage wit’
but without the notebook you get no look
just a bunch of still shots of your colorful imagination
that’s anime sh-t (animation)
when a n-gga picks are (pixar) only put in motion when we flippin’ through the pages
i am dangerous!
and after this, you won’t get booked a lot
i’m here to jooks ya spot
where i’m from, they don’t criticize the form – blaow!
they like, “blood why you shoot him?” – they criticize why we even took the shot!
you get hooked and dropped, and if it ain’t a fist fight, then you better shoot first
or they gon’ think you verb, the way you standin’ across from a long–ss clip, sh-t spittin’ longer than a mook third
suwoop’s heard, worldwide, i got all the red rags ridin’ wit’ me
so when i talk about p card, it ain’t got nothin’ to do with a survivor series
we united clearly
where i’m from, all the pirus is politickin’ with the locs
cause this is the west and he mid, so y’all should’ve known it was different smoke
i approach, smack like, “what the f-ck you give me carter for (4)?”
i can’t believe this sh-t, i shoot him in the chest, {deep breath} he tryin’ to catch his breath {deep breath}, can’t breathe and sh-t
then his knees is bent
this ain’t gonna to work (twork) out for you julian
{twork voice} my grievances!
when wheezy drop, y’all gon’ know it was me, baby: i finally released the fif’ (5)!
i’m a beast with this
and this that black african power
and if these is ya last days, julian, this is yo’ last hour

[round 1: jc]
yo!
what’s poppin’, beloved dot?
this is not no f-ckin’ lecture, this will not be an opportunity for us to lead us wrong
but to each his own
all though this would be level playin’ field, this is not an opportunity to play in field, i swing for home
as far as this…loaded…rapid-fire style you got
well, it’s kind of a weapon, just not for protection
what y’all think is more useful in this line of profession?
b. dot with his lessons or a dot on a wesson?
cl-ss in session!
you line ’em up, i’ll pile ’em up
there’s too many sides to b. dot
well whether or not he leave conscious, we gon’ see a lot of blood
there’s too many sides
i embody what actually makes us unique: writin’
i mean, me slackin’ that never been the truth
whether it’s slaving like levar burton, or drummin’ like questlove, i represent the roots
and you a victim of it
i’m just waitin’ on a day he face it
he can’t replace it
i aim and blaze it
i would say it would leave him hangin’ like michael jackson, baby, but that’d be a blanket statement
they brought you here cause you finish, ain’t no debatin’
we already got lux, and his pro creation is no replacement
even at soul, that close to basic
y’all know them games y’all can just beat whenever you want to?
exactly, ain’t no point in savin’
and i’m the reaper
my pistol licensed, ain’t no need to keep my sh-t low
my camp right in the streets like skid row
don’t switch flows, play that part for real, guard ya grill
cause that art to k!ll, follows you when you wake up
esau and jacob, i’m on his heels
every step you take, you dodgin’ slugs
you wake up, surrounded by doctor scrubs
he repped his set the whole time, but bein’ unconscious won’t stop the blood
listen, beloved dot, you need some help
we already got one loaded
so unless you gon’ change yo’ name to “unloaded”, you should just be yourself
’cause before you know it, the hood surrounds
you look around, it’s a bunch of n-ggas, pullin’ pounds
you see a bald head, and i’m not standin’ over verb with the hoodie down
n-gga they put a lot in front of me, but it was not for company
i won’t say the house was on it, but a certain amount was on it, your head exactly
anytime somethin’ spill over here they put a bounty on it
i’m just here to re-jog ya steps, see how well you write from the grave
create a new coffin text
see we not as dumb
i mean i will leave that knowledge stuck on the wall of kemet
put that bullsh-t right back where you got it from
i get charged up, then it’s slow incisions, so specific
and you gon’ answer to the same charge as ya co-defendants
so where ya options go?
’cause you can die here, it’s not a quote
i get all you finished, revolver spinnin’ ’til my comp is (comp-ss) broke
i’m just seein’ what you made of, that’s why i aim for the heart
been k!llin’ all you so called names and that’s my favorite part
i’m more complex then them pyramids they studied
it’s like the whole time they didn’t know i was aimed for the stars
b-tch, i’m aligned specific, you know it’s only one way to the top
you can only get there by rhymin’ gifted
you gotta climb it different, well you tried and missed it
and whatever’s involved, you were supposed to learn to weather it all, but i climb it (our climate) different
and i’m right too
word to caitlyn jenner you transparent (trans’ parent), i see right through
this cr-p you call “life” is not somethin’ you supposed to roll dice to
they told you, “[?] k!ll jc?” he garbage too
but that accuracy bothers you
’cause as soon as you heard lux on ya side, you duck, ’cause you know that n-gga’s a target, too
it’s body bags at every battle
make sure ya homie found one
but do not jump in that b-tch yet – this is only round 1
1-0

[round 2: b. dot]
my n-gga, i don’t wanna hear no bars, loaded wit’ clone sh-t
you’d be a stupid f-ck to try to group me up
besides, you and beloved can still battle in the future bruh
they just sent you back to the past to get blast from looper lux
you in hot water, and i don’t give a f-ck who souped you up
whoever got you carried away, gon’ have to carry ya weight after i dead you and they suit you up
do you suwoop or what?
you put on the flame hoodie, they thought you was the biggest blood since the time of suge
i’m like, “wait, this ain’t fair, he tell (fairy tale) lies
a lil’ red don’t mean he’s from a riding hood .” look in his eyes
you could, y’all know gotti’s slogan, we gotta trust that
y’all wanna know why my n-gga geechi’s eyes is always squinted?
’cause when you shoot a n-gga close-range, you gotta antic-p-te the blood splat
and you? lil’ n-gga never was that
so we gon’ skip this sh-t about you bein’ undisputed
that’s the wrong message in the venue
i mean you can’t be too sharp off the ‘gnac (yak)
if got you believin’ you a god with all these arms but i guess that’s what the hen’ do (hindu)
let’s get into, how you just another battle rap artist that’ll take a deposit to fake like the hardest
you listen to descriptions of k!llers and draw, every one of yo’ rounds is a facial composite
when i break you a part a this (artist)
don’t be sad, they gon’ ask, “why b even f-ckin’ with j?” that’s an ugly match to make like the carters
they always say he “cut from the cloth”, ’til he in front of the n-gga that’s makin’ the garments
jc, let’s be honest
your ego and your insecurities is enormous
like how a n-gga used to be a dancer, and want y’all to forget about the past so bad
that when he get on the stage and rap he won’t even give you performance!?
it’s alarmin’, how you only wanna be seen as a writer
don’t want n0body to forget you nicer
yeah, you slowed down the style
’cause you don’t wanna f-ck around and bust a dance move if you get too hyper
blood, i get it, it’s a marathon
that’s why you slowin’ down the pace
but look behind you, need i remind you
all these opponents closin’ in ya sp-ce
do a freestyle reb-ttal, act out ya bars, add some more components in this race
you can’t just keep pullin’ out the pen (pin)
sooner or later, it’s all gon’ blow up in ya face!
but before that detonate, i wanna practice what i’m preachin’ and demonstrate
i wanna take that same pen (pin) grenade bar with a new style
to show you how, with cadence and flow it can be done a better way
like, i let the flow switch up for this hoe n-gga, that react to his own bars
applauding his own lines and disguise it in showman stuff
“i’m the greatest in the world!”
he ad-libbing, so y’all listen and show him love
just check him out, fit it in ya head how i’m addressin’ (a dressing) his whole getup
you can’t just keep pullin’ out the pen (pin), but then again
that makes sense for a n-gga that’s used to blowin’ his whole sh-t up!
and y’all quote his stuff
this lil’ n-gga don’t call shots
if he a thug, life is sick, and i thought we got rid of the smallpox
he tappin’ y’all, wit’ elementary sh-t and i’m really from the school of hard knocks
this the drop out
tellin’ his mama he in cl-ss, just another n-gga fakin’ it
well this is s-x-ed and if the magnum pop, whatever go inside ya fresh egg is takin’ life instead of makin’ it
i’m bankin’ it n-gga
whatever you tryin’ to infer, know i’m liver n-gga
yeah you abstract but if i give my boys the queue (q) they puttin’ tips on this vibrant n-gga
who ridin’ witcha?
i’mma need to see some michigan goons, gangstas and goblins n-gga
if not, then as soon as you blink a nickle squeeze
but you prolly think you all three
yeah you know, these (ds) n-ggas from the glove, can get to thinkin’ they triple gs
negro, please!
you no mustache havin’, whiskers like a rat
compared to ill, you wack
n-gga, that’s the yak
this n-gga lookin’ all kind of rat
we see police and don’t speak
keep 12 up in the dark like an insomniac
you done found ya match
and tonight, perhaps we can settle this huge debate
i’m not the n-gga you can confuse today
like why you take all these battles back-to-back-to-back
that’s what a lot of these other dudes will say
you claim you eat off it, even though the flow dirty, which means you refused a plate
when calicoe was k!llin’ sh-t, he was gainin’
so, explain it: does that mean you losin’? wait… (weight)
skinny n-gga we gon’ need an intervention
listen, i’m not tryin’ to intrude ya sp-ce
i just think everybody in the room is fake
like some kardashians the way we scared to say
“hey, we wanna get you some help. we think you usin’ yay’ (‘ye).”
have you used today?
i’m into savin’, so i’m checkin’, i don’t want you to start to shake on us
i mean you gotta take in to account, after i clean you out, you gon’ go through withdrawls from all them drug deposits
you can bank on this
y’all gotta think on this
a fiend is usually insecure, that’s why they find comfort in the stone smoke
i seen him out in l.a., traffic 3 with like five or six swole folk
guess you figured when you touched down, you scorin’ believability, almost
just when you thought you got your extra point across we just keep movin’ that goal post
you was around pirus and some crips that’ll make you change that tone loc
you ain’t know if sh-t was about to pop
am i lyin’? that’s why you brought them detroit linemen
yeah, like they know sh-t about the block
this gots to stop
these stories, that you build upon and that way that it’s told to them, far fetched
but you the architect, so you build up walls to block the writer inside withholding the concept
i mean the dancer, the rapper, the clapper, i’m knowin’ they all mesh
i get you, it fits you
these personalities you switch to, is residential
they all livin’ inside ya napoleon complex!
get a hold of yaself, let the ego go
you know what will help him
baow, your soul flyin’ outside of ya body
you finally gettin’ over yourself
you know this is felt
and this that black african power
if these is ya last days, julian, then this is ya last hour

[round 2: jc]
let’s not pretend, that you here for a religious awakenin’, not again
you solidified yo’ slave mentality battlin’ loso, wearin’ some of that same sh-t that they mock us in (moccasin)
to be honest, i think you should research and learn a little bit a little bit of your history more
’cause that sh-t on your face made you look like the monkey watchin’ simba be born
all that sh-t, just so n-ggas can jump to the top?
they gotta stop it
it’s not a hit for you, financial or spiritual, you’re not a prophet/profit
or a witness, you claim blood but have zero of it pourin’ wit’ ’em
then by the third round, you are everything but muslim and mormon pitchin’
and, to be more specific
he doesn’t even share our roots, but it’s not illegal to get money off imported business or foreign visit
so we holdin’ it down
we knowin’ he not from here, so we gon’ raise the scope wit’ a smile and then we gon’ go sightseein’ and show him a round
no, b-tch, the torch is burnin’
i told y’all vers’ danny myers, what to do wit’ a body
you suppose to earn (urn) it
the clip, longer than the wait at the hospital wit’ no insurance
n-gga don’t just reach in those bars beloved dot
keep them hands sharp
’cause that same aim been droppin’ you lames where you stand, i call ’em landmarks
let ’em disfigure, these hands sharp as johnny depp with the scissors
i’ve got this spot forever
you cold (coal), but they tryin’ to make a diamond outta you, you under a lot of pressure
i mean the proof is in the pudding, right? you believe the sh-t?
well cause we is yet to see the sh-t
that’s why i catch bodies, i’m from the glove, the proof is in the fingerprint
that’s why i make n-ggas write
no more extra antics for the fame it gets him
i made the game a victim
like a virus, my cl!ck (clique) fire when it change the system
now it feel different
this sh-t worse than a 360 contract
that mean you got a upfront deal wit’ it
which explains why they keep goin’ to them guns
they literally lookin’ for the meal (mil’) ticket
so let me get this right, we supposed to believe, it used to be gang gang
thangs changed, so you can unify us half the battle, but the other half supposed to be bet-
b-tch stop the switchin’
llama’s spittin’ at this walkin’ contradiction
big guns, super c on nintendo, that’s actual contra-diction
that line, won’t relate to m-sses
that’s old school, like segregated cl-sses
that’s why i only black
i still get tweeted off sh-t i said in my first year
you think i care if i don’t react?
i know my sh-t is timeless
and every move i made, outside of the playbook, won’t none of ya coaches find it
but they know i ride, and if i’m there, there’s a lot of figures close behind
like everything that oprah sign
the reason they don’t like you, these f-ckin’ contradictions
it’s just like you, smack called and said i got b. dot
i almost went on strike too
it’s n-ggas like you, we just get ’em dogged on the spot
then he get hit wit’ the .40 too (42) and it’s not the laws of maat
n-gga the squad for whatever
oh but them kemetic third rounds against a n-gga who know better?
he not ready for that part of the lecture, but pardon professor
i heard those third rounds be yo’ hardest semester
well what about that against a n-gga- well nah
mine against yo’ third round, we can combine throwin’ up blood and bein’ conscious together
b-tch, i’m the clip-squeezer!
f-ck is a kemetic blood to the crypt (crip) keeper?
i polished it, acknowledge it
it’s gon’ take you all the science in kemet to get you outta this
’cause once smack said i had to make time for this and i decided to fit you in this slaughter
you went from los angeles to lost like atlantis is
’cause no matter where he sit, he (city) underwater
round 2!
2-0!

[round 3: b. dot]
look not upon me because i am black
versus iron, when you started that, i sorta clapped
but then i got reminded, they may be blinded
but a n-gga like me, can see through them distorted raps
you made it a black vs white thing, so of course we was supportin’ that
but africa the motherland
so how you gon’ vacay away and think that’s gon’ resort to facts
this was all an act
you prolly felt incredible, for the obvious reachin’
and y’all thought he was probably preachin’
yeah that was a song of solomon, but that was a female talkin’ in the scripture, it wasn’t even solomon speakin’
here i go wit’ the teachin’, about how i think all of these religions is big jokes
but when i think about it y’all way (yahweh), maybe it is divine intervention
how that video you made never landed in the hand of chris stokes, but we gon’ skip though
back to solomon, i don’t think he even existed, let alone was he anointed with pigment
i’m ’bout to show y’all the distance
between a n-gga that’s always pointin’ to the pen
and somebody that’s pinpointin’ the difference
for instance, i was named a clone
and seemingly, i thought i was in that race alone
til jc started conscious rantin’, with his third eye, ravin’ (raven)
well i see the future in this game of thrones
ask daylyt, who changed his soul
i was the one! before me it was number twos on any stage he on
he was sleepin’, barely breathin’
think sleep apnea cause after we wrapped it up, it was oxygen in the mask and he came back strong
and that’s what made me known
without my n-gga ‘lyt that day i would’ve never got acknowledged
y’all was talkin’ ’bout knockin’ a n-ggas brains to the floor ’til i came through truly droppin’ knowledge
and y’all applaud this novice?
versus iron y’all said he was as conscious as dot is
cause he told the white man we the original, do y’all understand how unoriginal that thought is?
i mean it’s awkward to all of a sudden start rappin’ wit’ purpose but only scratch at the surface
y’all gotta look at his material
the fabric-ated lines, the wool over eyes, it’s always a disguise when they wolfing out the biblical
it’s principle, and you gotta be from certain schools of thought to understand how hebrews was taught
you thought you was breakin’ new ground
well i’m here to shake up the earth ’bout those lines that you used at fault
we africans, not hebrews, let’s not confuse this part
you struck iron before it was hot
and i’ma go into that same book you used to diffuse his spark
let’s view this arc, y’all know a n-gga know this sh-t
but peep how cold it gets
noah was drunk and he got mad at his son ham cause he noticed it
but focus quick, cause in the bible, ham is supposed to represent africa
so noah cursed him, said, “your descendants will be slavin’. your son canaan and anything comin’ after ya.”
so, add this up, and when you equal the sum, break this down and explain to me
so you claim that original jew sh-t?
so you cool wit’, a book that was used when the white man was justifyin’ slavery?
it amazes me, how i give y’all direction and y’all still let the white man change the route
it’s like ya battle vs t-top
even when you try to put on blacks, somewhere we still see white tee hangin’ out
jews lied about they whole history
abraham never existed and god didn’t choose a few
black people we are west africans, them stories ain’t got nothin’ to do witchu
but you, do what you usually do
so i’m not complainin’ anymore
about a parasite that need a host to get on track
i mean smack, you just another train that he can board
said he wasn’t believable, that’s when he found a new vice and start bangin’ to the core
well of course, i’m not surprised
here go another god named jc claimin’ that he lord
i mean sure, you gang bang, you from the hood after all
n-gga stop, you a good kid, don’t poke ya chest out when you never had to brawl
and if you did have beef wit’ n-ggas, y’all prolly squared it up to dance it off
when i’m from, when n-ggas show out then we clap applaud
no lyin’ (lion) king, we was taught to keep a grip
don’t slip in a stampede cause the pride never lands after fall
we was dialed in, where lil’ n-ggas like this never had to call
that’s why i’m mad at y’all
y’all let this good kid julian rap about gats too long
he could’ve did anything wit’ the pen
instead he tryin’ to be gangsta to get some respect that he feel like he lack from y’all
jc in the desert, gettin’ tempted
but the guns, drugs, b-tches and cash involved
you said, “jesus was black”? well even though the facts is flawed
you should know, when you god, you can’t be tempted by sh-t cause you already have it all
this is cl-ss for dawg, you can’t f-ck around like you new to (neuter) this
i see who the pupil is
well cl-ss is in session, come learn you a lesson, little n-gga i’m finna tutor this
let’s maneuver this, idea that religion is what makes our survival
cause here we have a vice lord sayin’ he hebrew, i can’t believe you claimin’ the t-tle
gee, these (gd) n-ggas got me confused cause
hebrews use the star of david, now this information is vital
cause this same six point star, is also used by the gangster disciples
aye, vice lord, ain’t them your rivals?
this is tribal, and you the (judah) one that think black people cursed cause we broke god’s commandments
like, thou shall not k!ll
yet in still in all yo’ battles you k!ll, n-gga i can’t understand this
who plants this, seed that make y’all believe this tree can grow for the greater good
cause you can be k!lled by a gd, rockin’ the same symbol that represents what yo’ nation should
you can’t be vice lord and praise the black christ lord, there ain’t no way you could
so here’s the detail
next time i see you throw up that v.l
i’ma break your wrist and drop you off in the wrong neighborhood
you gettin’ flamed for good
you in here wit’ the fire starter
the letter “j” don’t exist in the hebrew language
so when we take it off ya name it explains how you lyin’ carter
you gon’ die a martyr
you should’ve never taken me bro
and since you vice lord, then tell us, have you taken your oath?
you see, hebrews believed that yahweh the only god in the sky
but when you vice lord, you gotta take an oath
and inside that oath says “god is allah”
so are you muslim or hebrew? which one of them you choose?
maybe you never signed that vice lord oath
all this talk about a pen that was never really put to use
i’m a bit confused
all i need is a pro test (protest) for y’all to see this sh-t
every other bar he callin’ the cop or nick something when he squeeze the fifth
if i talked about the white man, i really mean the sh-t
he used the race card just to bait y’all, he must see you as fish
but if you know about anything that he brews (hebrews), j, c (see) they don’t even believe you (jew) exist
i’m your crucifix
and this that black african power
and if these is yo’ last days julian, then this was yo’ last hour

[round 3: jc]
black power right, beloved dot?
that’s startin’ to seem like one of your comfort spots
so let’s rap ’bout the sh-t
cause too many n-ggas ask ’bout the sh-t
a conscious gang banger is a contradiction, we’ve acknowledged this
first two rounds, no black power sh-t, i’ma k!ll you, bang bang
third round, “n-gga…y’all gotta snap outta this.”
the same cat, who will paint his face vs loso to show where his brain at
will tell his black brother, “we need to unify” before lettin’ them thangs clap
you wanna know why that kemet sh-t not for us? one strange fact
there was kings there, we were slaves here
where is it in kemet that can explain that?
now it’s yo’ time to be saved
stop paintin’ yo’ f-ckin’ face and tellin’ other n-ggas how to behave
stop actin’ like you got the third rounds that contain the answers for black problems today
stop goin’ home and writin’ bullsh-t songs tryin’ to get a response from kanye
and, do you like my f-ckin’ fit today?
i figured you would, it’s my way of makin’ light of the fraudulent sh-t you say
and it get more and more sick
this was sent to me, by a student of polite’s and a cl-ssmate of yours, and you won’t ignore it
cause you do way too much unity preachin’ with these bum -ss letters to kanye in yo’ home recordings
to have yo’ personal cl-ssmates hittin’ me up cause you won’t support him
he won’t support him, the f-ckin’ irony
and n-ggas think it’s cause of yo’ teacher?
i say it’s cause what he taught you
you lost too, you left christianity to follow more sh-t you don’t belong to
and yo’ mission, is to guide a bunch of lost n-ggas…nowhere
and that sh-t can only be done with evil in mind
marco polo, not the writer, even though he was another thief of his time
but i mean the game, where a whole purpose is misleadin’ the blind
the fact that you claim blood every other battle, that’s only how silly n-ggas movin’
i mean if you not lost, this is like right in the middle of you losin’
you n-ggas run wit’ that religion ’til the beast sit him like a buddhist
you pray, to a top dog like the image of anubis
i do this
i really don’t know what to take from y’all
i mean it’s more dimensions to you than the pyramids y’all worship
from the stones to the ancient walls
the problem is the fact that we need to unify comes after the red raggin’
not sayin’ it’s not a place at all, but it’s contradictory
ref, you gotta drop that flag before you make the call
the fact that we need to unify, always come after this red rag sh-t
not sayin’ it’s not a place at all, but it’s hypocrisy
ref, you gotta drop that flag before you make the call
but no response necessary, silence is golden
that’s why i always use it when i let the ratchet off
lay a f-g in chalk
all y’all gon’ hear is a body drop, like when maggie walk
this that same n-gga who mirrored the image of loaded lux
then thought that it would help him skip the ropes
didn’t get that feature he wanted, realized lux (luck’s) not on his side, then that mirror broke
this the smoke n-ggas died from
survivors can lose a lung from it
engaging with the ratchets soon as i touch ’em, it’s like we rushin’ (russian) sh-t
the sh-t meant to get under ya skin, that’s why n-ggas get cut from it
they switch up, but i can tell by the cloth you switched too, you not really cut from it
you supposed to k!ll them n-ggas before you die, you done made my bucket list
jungle sh-t, grip on me like it’s tailored; custom fit
don’t mention it, it’s not worth the shot
and i won’t mention y’all criticizin’ the form on a perfect shot
but it’s worth the shot and it’s worth the watch
i get all the troops then we purge the spot
then we target you, then we circle dot
with all the proof, you a wild liar
you want these n-ggas to say you woke? were your rounds fire?
if we really do need to unify
then what the f-ck is all the red raggin’ in the rounds prior?
don’t even answer that!
let’s just say i’m about that k!ll-a-n-gga life too, let’s just say we not better
you can relieve my efforts
replace yo’ third rounds with one of mine
baow! i like the unconscious b. dot better
that’s for tryin’ to resist
one shot, he gotta have all his vitamins sipped
but if i let these two point? five
word to smack the first thing gets striked will end quick
b. dot, it is over with
overdose from the dopest pen
and y’all know i wrote the sh-t
cause y’all just witnessed this n-gga’s eulogy
my condolences

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