[Round 1: Prez Mafia]
Yo, I gotta tell y'all something
I said lightskin bars is something he gotta deal with it
For real though
I could've sworn I told y'all I am a god
You can't see my flow, dog, it's camouflage
So act up, n***a, damn the nine
I take shots like Kodak, hold that, you camera shy
Tree bark, n***a hold this water
I look better in a sweater
N***a, guard ya hood
You think ya little pea shooter, spit far it could?
Aim right in plain sight, you better dodge it good
'Cause goons on death row ain't as hard as Suge
But I run with some thieves, I am Robin Hood
So put ya shit in a safe, I will rob ya hood
Then look at my clothing store hard [?]
Bitch, I'm Sporting Goods
You don't gotta say I'm nice, I'm just [?] man
I'm a superhero with cape, in my state, I'm like Batman
See the cops tried to stop, but it ain't 'cause I'm a black man
'Cause shit... I'm from the belly of the beast, like a fat man!
You better grind to be a friend to me
'Cause my presence is a privilege, that's Hennessy
I dare a n***a to mention me
Now full court press 'em, 'cause Prez ain't pretending B
Pressure Prez, it's iron heat
I'm too slick with the words, I'm a winner in the Spelling Bee
You dumb dicks ain't blind, no see?
I ain't drop a LP, and n***as still want the best of me!
But that's first round, light bars
Second round, I'm giving 'em hell, pin head
I kill joy, this clown scary
And well, since we in the city
I'mma sightsee
That's bricks on a scale, to crack him down the middle like the Liberty Bell
But shit I can tell
He all talk, n***a
So handle ya liquor
I caught him in his V
He tried to OD, I got a K, and aim, straight shots, going straight to the liver
You [?] me?
Them G's us
[?] will forgive 'em?
I must admit, I'm a sinner
Bullet towards a eye (A-I) like a 76er
Woosah
Well well
N***a, play Hell Rell and just take the ruger
Don't trespass by my side, 'cause we hate intruders
There's somethin' fishy about you, that's a barracuda
Stay sick, you only play sick, this n***a Ferris Bueller
Go 'head, n***a
If you hungry, then I'm fed, n***a
I catch you on ya safe, bow, one to the head
N***a, nah
Cut that, take two
Instead, n***a, these arms I bare on ya couch, that's Ted, n***a
Dead man
I'mma make this plot because Cruella de Vil couldn't take my spot
Turn your rug to a red carpet
When I raise this oxin
Watch his face fall off
That's Ace Hood watch
[?]
Look biatch
Now that you see that I'm the motherfuckin' man
You get caught in the crossfire, that's the motherfuckin' Klan
You'll think I was Michael Jordan with this motherfuckin' can
'cause as long as I got Space, it won't motherfuckin' Jam
Look what I got, Wave
Shit is so real, I'mma say it twice
Look what I got, Wave
I'mma walk away from 'em then bow
Then I'mma pop Wave, like Glock mayne
Bullets richocheting off the light pole
It's like ring, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding
What does the fox say?
[Round 2: Prez Mafia]
This pussy dead, so don't acknlowledge what this guy think
See, I could hold shots until he sleep, that's a spiked drink
That's light, peep
Shells'll hit yo spine and it'll make yo back stink
Or I draw all on your Caesar like Black Ink
I fuck with you, just not now
But I lied to ya
This ratchet, gon' like his performance, I let that nine boo ya
Uppercut, his head'll nod like I'm sayin' hi to ya
I rock Wave back and forth, like I'm sayin' bye to ya
But for my next trick, we gon' put you to the test
Shit, it's pop, you quiz, and I wish this n***a would, like a desk, bitch
I'm from the X, it, no way out
Bullets'll exit
I knock 'em down, and now I'm over you, like ya ex bitch, blaow
Woosah, I know y'all see me now
Shit, it's Prez, the full package out of the PG crowd
There's no way I'mma lift this nine, and put the D-E down
When I can let 'em go together like a G-E round
Bars
I know you mad though, I'm kinda mean though, right?
And I'm saying a bunch of things that he no like
I'm aiming at his man hat and (Manhattan), that's a [?]
But I swear y'all gon' share this flair, that's Sonny Bono wife
But this n***a Wavy tried to face a great
That abbreviation line you had was tough, but I'll give J this K, I'm just kidding
But you better kneel, 'cause this arm strong in a major way
So moonwalk on me, and I'll invade ya space
Get rich or die tryin' my motto
So if you asking, bruh, the first shot gon' be good, but the second, gon' be a massacre
My word bitch
I don't quite remember, but what occurred is
A ticking time bomb in the building
So don't press ya luck, I burn shit
So watch ya words bitch
Before I self destruct
Who tried to kill me?
Many men
And you just like 'em
I had to do a 50 Cent scheme 'cause you look like him
But see, you have no inner G
But with this can, I' a monster, that's real rap
That D-E gon' divide and conquer
'cause I bang with the sticks, that's Questlove and Travis Barker
And I popped out the blue like Violet from Willy Wonka
[Round 3: Prez Mafia]
I say yo
I actually had a horrible performance before I came to the URL
I'm only telling y'all n***as 'cause I only spit the truth, for real
Prez Mafia vs Magic with a K, n***a
Shit, there's the proof
But instead of [?] on that [?]
You know, it may have missed or bull (miserable)
I'll just do everything I didn't do to him
See you, the sig sparking
And Wavy, you looking like a baby talking
This shit bonkers like prune juice
Let's get this shit started
I got a lot of [?]
Elbow [?], that's a lot of room
My flow tighter than the hoodie you wore against Ah Di Boom
Speaking of Boom, crowd hear me out
Y'all URL fans, right?
Y'all remember Arsonal vs Shine?
That was a good ass bout
Shine said Ars, can't spell Ars without putting that AR in it, right?
And I admit it, yo, the crowd went wild and all this biting n***a did was take that AR out
In, out; to me that shit is the same
Fuck you mean, my n***a
But wait; in, out
I just thought of a scheme, my n***a
We ran in to get 'em out
And once he out, we knock 'em out, dog
You get it in, well if you do, then what the fuck are you running out for?
But do y'all remember Cribs with Ice T?
Good, that's what I'm about, dog
I'm aiming at son roof, I'll take what's indoors outdoors
Woosah, you know I came here with the crew
We aat his door like, Hey Arnold, I'mma leave you on the stoop
You get ya pay per plain rap when I bang, you and ya boo
Because I from the X just to make an example outta you
Let God smite you
Dirty n***a get put in [?] cycle, large rifle
And the shit kick back like Sean Michaels
Alright, you cock, sucker
Here's a scheme I could waste
Short n***a, I pop up, that's a status update
Ya brains shift, when I let caps lock in ya face
And I shoot the right clique like copy and paste
This guy is a waste
And these bars for my n***as on the deep end
I'm in ya window, that's like Homer tryin' to sneak in
I'm in ya win, doh, that's Homer tryin' to sneak in
Please, my n***a
I'm sayin' wave
You lookin' real gassed, but I ain't playin' wave
I heard he got a bitch named Sarah, and she be savin' wave
Well, if Sarah bail 'em out, then I'm aimin' for ya brain, wave
Wait, cerebellum, that's a party of brain, wave
I'm just sayin' wave
But wait
My last few battles, ain't shit, I'm a different dude
But wait, this shit that I got in store for you
It's gon' sound animated
And I don't know if it's true
But after this third round, you won't know what to do
See, I got a phone call, right
From my bigger bruh
He said I got you a nice gun, this shit is big as fuck
You know wanna know how big that shit is?
In order to pick it up, I gotta crouch down, take a breather
Shucks, it's like a phone call, I gotta pick it up
Round 3, I came to do what it do y'all, I look him dead in his face and tell him woosah