[Round 1: Illipsis]
So it's Jaws, huh?
Duh duh... dun-dun dun-dun~
Nah, that's what I thought but what I got was more
Daa da da-da-da-da-da-da-da da-da baby shark~
Said fuck it, what's good Vancouver?
Man I'm just glad to be back
Heard sharks were circling the scene
That's a random plan of attack
But Jaws weak, just getting spoon-fed plates
Baby, what's happening with that?
Looks like they sharpened the same spoon and you getting stabbed in the back!
'Cause we don't match up in stats
It's an uneven drubbing
You're collateral damage
Easy hunting when their fees were jumping
Fun fact: sharks can sense blood from up to miles away
What I'm tryna say is Jaws probably should've seen it coming!
'Cause he was blinded by the glow, now thе boy's getting buried
Sticks (Styx) to his flows and now the dollar signs in his еyes will turn to coins for the ferry
He'll bridge the gap, but there's a death toll risin'
Leave him somewhere his biggest fans won't even check to find
And see him go from next in line to lying next to a black hole by the next event's horizon
Depressing likeness
Looking like the Pez dispenser of a sex offender
(Big difference, big difference)
Get dismembered
Jaws... Identify him by his dental records
Fuck Shark week, just shark teeth on some squirming specks of protoplasm
Nothing, compare it with that ancient evil lurking in the murky depths of ocean chasms
Praise Cthulhu!
You don't say shit - I say it to you
He on pins and needles getting ragdolled like Haitian voodoo
Momo challenge: kid will take his life based on what I say on YouTube
So the boy gotta repeat every line...
Jacob Two-Two! Jacob Two-Two!
Ay, but you, dude? The superstar of Big Valley Battles?
Nah, it's all wrong
Your crowds consist of seven second cousins waving pom-poms
You couldn't make a fan out of palm frond
Flew in Krome...and you got walked on
He already falling off on his first scene like the Balrog
Flip-phone chip, bro
Kyle...this what you call on?
Quick question: is everybody else there worse?
They are? They ARE? Good god, they ARE?
Lucky him where he got spawned
He's called Jaws and he's just a big fish in a small pond!
Now I gotta bond with a malevolent henchman
As soon as I got the cue (Q) to prepare, he should know the pen is a weapon
Your death is getting you mentioned
It's on site for a good quote
You should know that I've been toe-tagging writers – you're just a footnote
Let's cook, bro
Level Up
"Wow, I'm stoked for this battle, dude!
You're giving an up-and-comer a shot, I'll come with an appropriate attitude"
Small fry washed in out the intertidal zone of our talent pool
Same as any bottom feeder: just the one they chose this to happen to
This won't open up avenues!
Every time this tick talk (tock), it's a second up
You're in deep waters, and I can't even fathom how the leagues thought you would measure up
It's Level Up
An end boss which your dumb luck got you
Your icon, telling you 'get a life' – I'm already one up on you
It's Jaws' move
(Big difference!)
[Round 1: Jaws]
So it's time for the level up, huh?
So for Illipsis, they decided to bring him the boss
Jaws, versus the least marketed main pager on King of the Dot
Vancouver is cream of the crop
Best in the city? Not today
'Cause Cop's got you starin' at the future like Dr. Strange
Stomp his head in, 'till the blood turn the leather an awkward shade
On the run with the stars stuck to my wingtips like it's a bombing raid
But I gotta say: you got a lot at stake
Who told you to lock this match?
You better have gotten your pockets fat
Or you need to find some better friends that actually got your back
'Cause you getting' washed, in front of everyone in the room watching like a laundromat
Plus the fans haven't really been feeling Ill like hypochondriacs
Wanna know what rhymes with "Illipsis"?
You seem kind of autistic
Personality of a phone booth, gotta rely on linguistics
The fact you actually exist in battle rap is a sign of the times we live in
And a major reason why we see a constant decline in subscriptions
You battled WhoompThereItIs
(That's the bar right there)
You battled WhoompThereItIs
Spit nothing but gunplay dressed like you live in a subway
Now the whole staff wanna see me knock him off like when your boss sit in front of a dunk tank
I must say, we know you write for Quality Control 'cause Nat's got the bars
I haven't seen that many pigs share the same pen since a factory farm
But you love to write, you love to write
Way past the time limits and play it off like we don't know
I coulda killed you with half verses
Three 16s, my shit's Stone Cold
I shoulda no-showed
Instead of battling the Walmart-brand Scottish goat tho'
You need to make like Zion Williamson and break out of Soul's (sole's) mold
Find your own role
Or maybe this ain't meant to be
Like your double time against Chedda Cheese
The cringiest thing we've ever seen
Stuttering all your words
You have to stop and then start over
Stumbling through your verse
Flow sounding like a rock got caught in a lawnmower!
But you just a copycat
That got trapped
In the rat race
A damn shame
Your bars built to make women uncomfortable, like a man cave
Having your face as our brand name is like covering a bullet wound with a Band-Aid
How you gone viral twice, only to become immune to having a fanbase!?
It's your sad inflection mixed with your bad complexion
Even got the staff affected
On their last leg like a staph infection!
He tries to call Ganik, but Ganik's phone never has reception
So Nat selected
Jaws to take the top spot – that's Nat selection!
[Round 2: Illipsis]
Calm down!
Fucking frail little pale shrivelled AIDs-riddled Dale Gribble
My guy, you will forever stay single
'Cause you're built like The Machinist – there's no Christian Bale mingle
(Big difference!)
It looks like the fighter's got his vices, but you ain't eating a lot
You got some sort of disorder, you can believe me or (bulimia) not
He rock the cap and shades to hide that he's a hideous gremlin
And that just made it look like he's in Witness Protection
Off his skinniness and his minimal pigment
I'd be willing to bet that you've done coke off a mirror and tried to sniff your reflection
It'd be silly to mention your past work
'Cause ain't a drop that I've seen
Honestly G, fuck what he jots in a scheme
It's already a whole 30, why waste time with waistlines
When I ain't even gotta watch what I eat
This where you thought you compete?
Nah, he hardly able
Star for fables, disregarding guardian angels
Came from the prairies to get ate: this plate is farm to table
Your drug talk, plug got degrees in pharmacology
No, you're from a small town where you get intimate with farm ecology
Fuck a bag – I did the battle for this mark's apology
That he could even find it in his heart to bother me
Jaws – let me impart a prophecy
You die because my schedule is open and it's a harsh economy
Blood on the ground – soil looking like a Martian colony
Now Jaws get dusted in the pit – it ain't archaeology
Mind your manners
Archaeology? 'Mined' your manners?
There's riches if you try to find 'em
Gems over your head, I'll let loose, he (Lucy) in the sky wit' diamonds
He talk of big game, Escobar's private island
That means if Jaws saying it's fire then he might be lying
Jaws... Your rounds lack bite
What, am I boobin' a ho?
And in his town he Mr. Plow, he moving' the snow?
Your rounds are how to train for dragon: homie, you should have known that there are sure to be hiccups
With such a toothless approach
Dude, you're a joke!
Now your father's stoic
Heard son was on the come-up, and the don approaches
Try cross the ocean, hoe I'm locked and loaded
Afraid I'm too big for the small room; y'all got me claustrophobic
Let's keep it 100, cause this panzy's threatened
This is War and Peace
Laurel wreaths? Nah, the plans are switching
Fuck laurel wreaths, it's coral reefs to a mass extinction
It's cataclysmic
See if Jaws can adapt to collapsing systems
Cement shoes: guess who gets to nap with fishes
Malnutrition
Crazy, coaxing up these matchups using raffle tickets
You don't get a lot of reaction so it's scratch your win
Man, he itching a scrap; that's a rash decision
Went up your whole city; tell him that Atlantis did it
Wet floor sign 'llipsis, I catch him slipping
At the wrong place, at the wrong time like it's anachronistic
It's Illipsis – VanCity king killer I'm in business
You shit talk, I talk that shit – it's a big difference
[Round 2: Jaws]
You guys could literally close your eyes
You don't need to watch this battle and know that he's white
'Cause Illipsis rap like he's reading out of a science textbook at poetry night
Funny I got the formula right and you know that I'm nice
But like Ender's Game, I switch a sparring session to the war of your life
Just 'cause Ill conceived it, you act like it's fucking sick
But it's ill-conceived
To you guys, he's the G.O.A.T.
But the kid's not mine like Billie Jean
But they claim I'm the one
On any given Sunday, he couldn't really beat
So soon as I got in the game they threw up Ill to the shark like Willie Beam
Your sister gets terrible directions, but sloppy dome
Great road-head
She's a super-tramp, so she wanted to take the long way home
I said that hottie was horny, wanted to give the body up for me
I said I only stick to the head in Vancouver like Marty McSorely
Said I'm hardly sorry that mocking you quick
'Cause you awkward as shit
If Illipsis talking to chicks
It's through an oculus rift
Now I'm not saying' he's a virgin
I'm not saying' he's a loser
I'm just saying his biggest fan is the water cooler
On his gaming computer
If I have to listen to another round of your nininina
I might fucking lose it
Is it to late for a substitution
I can't stand this whiney first syllable and country music
Ugly mutant
Got on King of the Dot gave every Dungeon and Dragon [sic] player the fucking blueprint
Plus the proof is the word Illipsis actually translates to cuck in Jewish
But his diet there ain't nothin' to it
He's only takin' pics for dinner: Instagram food critic
Chicken fingers turn to twitter fingers
But for your next post I hope you do a taste test
And your cake is stale
Every time you post a plate of kale, you remind us that you're a beta male!
Like dawg I don't know how you get away with this stuff
It's not Insta – I got a double tap that you ain't gonna love
Catch him rinsing the dishes, let it spray in his mug
Atmosphere groupie, you 'bout to lay with a Slug
But for his potluck supper, I bought a special tray for all his friends
Buzz up to his new apartment like, "It's Swiss chalet - can you let me in?"
But it's a housewarming, so they're drinking and celebrating where he lives
How ironic – we're both taking shots at a party after breaking in the crib
That's 2, baby, Northside

[Round 3: Illipsis]
First up, add illipsisHVB on instagram
That whole angle was a weak troll
How you gonna clown me for food posts
When you're built like a bean pole
I said, how you gonna roast me, coach Z?
Bro please
Level Up is such a dope theme
It shows the exact dividing line OGs and 'Oh, jeez'
You won't prevail over me
Get beat a faint aubergine
A level up? I turn it to the game over screen
Christ this retard's awful
Cope, I know you tryna preach the Street Sharks gospel
He's right, rift between us, I already got head in the game without the VR goggles
What's popping, Jaws?
I got common cause with cosmonauts and Robert Shaw
Leave Earth, dropping Jaws till glass shatter
Mazel Tov!
Automaton
Out punch for the 30 like office jobs
You get the picture
You can see your time running out: it looks like Dali's clocks
Jaws concoct a vivid image with his pen
And that makes dawg a threat?
Not correct!
Your man's bugging out, the shit is Kafkaesque
It doesn't make a lot of sense
How is he gonna paint a picture?
When he isn't even drawing breath!
'Fore I digress
I just wanna let the crowd know
That he begged me no personals
Hah! How about no!
But I'm intrigued, he got some secrets on the down low
And I found out that you been sleeping on a houseboat
I found out you live on a house boat? Wow, bro!
Your house floats
Your living room, bobbin' up and down like the DOW Jones
It does give new meaning to surfing on a couch, though
Big difference!
There's drowned gnomes in your front yard
Jaws is washed up again
I can't expect me dog to follow property trends
But when your broad called you and said
She wants a home on the water, this is not what she meant
Jaws, I'm impressed
Scratch that, I'm amazed wondering how she ain't say if I'm getting bounce
He says the lake is pirate waters and claims governance now
You live in mortal fucking fear of your place running aground
I put your house up for sale
You just put a sail up for your house
You live on a houseboat, Jaws
Do you not understand, dude?
I spring a leak in my basement, it sinks my property value
You spring a leak in your basement, it sinks your property and you
I say enough's enough
Fuck the funny stuff
You got the worst house: Hufflepuff
Big difference! Big difference!
You skip rope to your piers, double dutch
Two blades, above his gut
Tummy tuck, another cut
He be lying' on his back holding' his stomach shut
Look like he wearing' a lifejacket in bed and it won't buckle up
You fucking suck!
You hear the schemes Illipsis wrote
But you don't see the picture though
Flash forward: years later, wife and squealing kids at home
You're still out there on the water, struggling, keeping things afloat
You can't go on like this, just be realistic bro
It's time to grow up, Jaws... You're gonna need a bigger boat

[Round 3: Jaws]
I said, your three fans on the Internet say:
'Watching an Illipsis round is something magical'
Well, it makes sense
Because when you rap, you look and act like you actually castin' a spell
I mean you look like the type of guy who gets blocked on Tinder
For calling bitches mademoiselle
So don't be mad at the women that don't wanna fuck you, dawg
You should be mad at yourself
But they don't want me to joke
They want me to go for the throat
They're talking the real talk, third round
The type to destroy the kid
The way we saw Krome (chrome) get under your skin like it was mercury poisoning
Yeah, you did well against Chilla
You can say that he was snapping
But I don't agree
When the champ is here, you got beat by the Green Lantern
That's your alias and it's a Jadakiss reference
You are the green lantern, [?] your preference
All your leases flop
And all your powers come from the spectrum
You are the green lantern; without the ring, no one would respect him
My performance electric
It's a Stevie Ray Vaughn lead guitar riff
Drop top in the moonlight
Seeing stars and a car so new it doesn't even use a key to start it
These days, college kids seem to be the fiends, so they be the market
On the scene with the white girl and the OC: that's Mischa Barton!
This the part when I snap
Off the chain, taking out trash like a work release
You a cut above Jaws, turn your weird shirt into burgundy
Switch the Green Lantern to the Joker, scalpel doing surgery
Before the blade, perfect cheeks
After the blade, Merkules!
But lately, you've been on that murder spree
Talking spicy like you keep the weapon on you
Until the bayonet and the semi-auto got you spilling out like an empanada
Barrel smoking like a hot pocket
Shots popping
The boy bore me, and he got a toe tag for a buzz
Just like toy story
But you really gotta give him some credit
He rap only for the respect
He gave his heart and soul for the west
Trying hard to be the Soul of the west
They even made the movie Bodied about him
Now you know he upset
'Cause that KingPen battle is the closest he'll get to a royalty check