[Round 1: Kid Chaos]
I say Street Hymns, I hope you got to repent, before ya reapin'
Or I'ma expose ya
But not in the way that you think
See I’m just gon' tell ya the whole truth cause I used to go to church all the time
Until one communion Sunday and instead of wine they gave me some old juice
And that’s exactly why I stopped believing in Christianity
There’s was no proof
But I'ma show you, they say lyrically we equally as heavy
But I don't think we gon' hold it down the same way (weight)
Cause the cub tryna become a lion, so he gone be extra here (hair) so he can make it to the main (mane) stage
But listen here Mufasa
Lu Castro took yo' pride, so don’t go stumblin' over the ledge showing off
It's my only claws (clause) cause that choke, gave your hope a pause (paws)
Now you holding Scars, so tonight don’t let that throw you off
Cause then you land with the animals, so don’t get stumped (stomped), thinkin' of a million entendres and sayin' nothin'
Making us dizzy when, you tryna do too many flips
Goin' out on a limb, to break off what he thinks it takes to wig (twig)
Which is why only a little stick
See they don’t give a shit
But I gotta mention this, you want all this extra recognition cause you a Christian battler
Then get mad when we talk about it when you in front us
Shut up
Bitch ass did a interview talkin' 'bout, “All battlers do is talk about the fact I'm Christian
Attempting to downplay my purpose, awfully.”
You know, tryna do the 8 Mile shit
Thinkin' be the first to start to speak
About his own flaws so when we do it, it gonna turn it obsolete?
You think my bluff this gee uh call? Sike (Psych)
Bitch can’t get me with that reverse 'psychology'
Bitch I'm still gon' talk about it
You don’t get the shit?
Th3 Saga can’t be the only one of y’all that know how to get a grip
You can’t use this Christian shit, to get some attention quick
Then once you get it, expect us to dismiss the shit
Hypocrite
Like “Everyone, I believe God created this plane we existing in, but I don’t want you to mention it."
You little bitch
Yo' friends and them, like people who pretend they sick
Get they medicine then try sell they prescriptions quick
Cause these bitches do everything to get appeal (a pill), then immediately try and flip the script
See we got differences
They gon' talk about the fact that I'm a nobody, I ain't go no bread, bro
You had John John bookin' you big battles
And when it’s broken down we’ll see what took you far
He got you a toe in (towin'), to pull apart (a part), now you all geared up for P, to be put in park
But that’s on Streets, but in the south, we know how a Lil' Jon (John), can help a pussy pop
Now look at God, you know, the Bible
You got yo' whole Revelation, from the book of John p
Pussy fraud, my hood appalled
How you pro black, but the Bible you quote that?
So you a a conscious Christian, bitch that’s a contradiction
All you bitches, be leaching the cloth, when you washin' sinners
And expect us not to spot the difference
And Loso y’all top offender
He love to talk about the Glocks he grippin'
But when we say, "That’s not religious" the response he give us
Is that nowhere in the Bible does it say he can’t cop a pistol
Well cool, I’ll forgive it
When you find the scripture, that says ya godly when ya describin' killin', ya opposition
You can't, so don’t even try
You just gone give some round about answer, that won’t even answer, none the shit that I just mentioned
Boy, that leader of God's army trippin'
So the ox I’ll grip it
And take it in general, since he was not specific
How y’all dismissive? Talk so vicious, then sit in the pulpit, and preach how we awful sinners?
I don’t get it
Just because y’all do the alter call, don’t mean your point of view should alter wit' it
But fuck it, on a whip in streets, parking ticket, swear God I’ll split him
Have death come for him, even after the doctors stitch him
So even after the reapin' of what was what sewn, the church gone think that karma hit him
But y’all ridiculous, but if y’all got biscuits, then I’m gripping it too
Find the church he attending for truth
Now his head where I’m sittin' the pew
When I slide on him
You know how when you go into church and sit in the pews, you slide on 'em?
[Round 2: Kid Chaos]
Bro, you rap, like a bitch
And think that mean you got a 'broad' vocabulary
But fuck it, I'ma make this scary hoe famous
When I shoot at his shirt, cause what was put in that article gone make headlines cause you make some very bold statements
For instance you love to talk about the fact that you a virgin
Like you cool cause you ain’t never seen a chick wit a fat ass in the air and go crazy
Who gives a fuck?
You think you Christ reborn cause you waited until you married yo' baby? (Mary, Joe baby)
And that line was an immaculate conception
But I actually have a question:
You told Lu Castro, “Sometimes I get that late night call like you can come and smash tonight
But instead of ramming the bush...I sacrifice”
That was fire, this is very true
But you said you get late night phone calls to come and smash
Bruh from who?
Am I buggin'?
Or does it sound stupid? Yes
That once upon a time there was a cutie wet
Scrolling through her texts, lookin' for a dude to give her soothin' sex
Loooks, decides not to choose her ex
And for her dick appointment, she picks the guy who hasn’t used his yet
You are lying
You are clearly lying
What type of, "I'ma lie to impress a Smack crowd type shit" is you on?
Who you tryna fool bro, ... we know how real booty calls go
Muhfucka you don’t
You cool though, but it seem that you should admit that you deceivin' who be listenin'
Cause I don't think that any women, wanna give your D tail (detail), when they bring up your description
I know you think because you Christian, you must subscribe to the beliefs in your religion
But I promise you, pussy ain’t one of the things that you can speak into existence
We can see the difference
Keep it real, I bet the fact you can’t get no pussy is the main reason that you Christian
Aye his friends be goofin', jokin' on him cause he don’t be gettin' no coochie
His solution?
Turn to them and be like ”I’m a Christian stupid, I meant to do it."
But fuck it, I hope you can run
Tie ya laces, watch ya mouth or I’m sewing it up
Blue jeans, on white Air Forces
(What's that)
Hymns gon' die over that tongue
Loadin' the gun, but I’ll shoot him in his temple, while he in the temple, lookin' for his Christ quotes
.9 blow, you ain't gotta believe I’ll shoot yo brains out yo' skull, DOO DOO, bitch I’ll put it on the Bible
I will shoot you....in the face.....numerous times...
The hyperbole was necessary so I hope you know
When I sit wit' the drum it’s like a chick who like bums, I'ma go for broke
DOO DOO... Holy smokes
Wait a second, you know how you supposed to take a selfie? Hold the phone
You got yo' ass whupped in yo' PG
People paid, to watch Lu Castro waltz in here and dance all over you
You helped the people at the do' see doe (dosido)
It’s like Lu Castro, took the L outta his name, and said, "Hold this bro."
So that leaves you (U) Castro that I should tag in to roast this hoe
But I'm the god
So if I holla "Lu" yah (hallelujah) prolly gone catch the Holy Ghost
Load the .4
God say, "Your body a temple", I know you don’t want the smoke Na God, say "Bye to ya temple" I know you don’t want the smoke
Lil' boy you gotta be able to walk in my shoes to go toe to toe
We need the Lord, cause we at war, but you gone think it’s holy though
So I look at the boy and see (buoyancy), that his soul a float Because I bring a grip to wars (grip two ores/grip towards) like I’m rowing boats
Big gun, raisin' it to be a gentleman, that shit open doze (do's)
When deez (Wendy's) give him a cheap mil' (meal), it’s not a 4 for
[Round 3: Kid Chaos]
Bro, this is why you not a relevant guest
Because due to your ideologies, you could never just step into this culture and be considered the best of the best
Why?
Because in order to be victorious, you'd have to project that I’m less
Or give some hypothetical threats
Which would directly reflect
A demeanor contradictory to what the Heavens would bless
So what’s his loophole?
Sit up here and complex us to death
Collecting a rep, for essentially just standing up here and impressing himself
And because most of us were raised Christian, we relate wit' him So his dumb battle rap logic, we feel pressed to accept
Talkin' 'bout “You saw Streets had double lines
Why would you cross ov”- cause bitch you got a lot of lines that don’t ever connect!
So y’all can switch sides, cause I’ve heard y’all say how his ways (Waze) has affected his drive
But now y'all hydroplaning, and it’s rainin'
Cause Streets so slick, every time y’all put y’all foot down y'all end up lettin' it slide
But step in my mind, cause I wanna take y’all back a bit
Back to when, we all were in school as a kid
Y’all remember that one classmate that didn’t quite have a fit
Didn't have an established clique, just switched crews (cruise), you know, abandoned ship
He did ANYTHING to be relevant
He was always gettin' attached to trends
But we knew deep down he really just wanted to have some friends
Might sound like the same old song but that was hims (Hymns)
You are a follower bro
If y’all didn’t know, he claimed a whole buncha shit, literally all a following yo
A Christian, vegan, nerd, Bull Pen, wanna-be Writer's Bloque battle rapper
Now what values do any of those share?
Y’all I don't know
It’s like Siamese twins connected by the side of they dome
It’s two sides to him so, that shows he ain’t got a mind of his own
How does it go?
You're a vegan Christian...
Okay that’s one contradiction
But you battle rap for God
That’s another contradiction, what you just want attention?
Acting faithful to God, hoping that'll make you a star
Or sayin' from now on you’ll only eat cabbage, raisins, and starch will validate who you are
You do not know, who you are bro
Just character traits they’re flawed
All these plot holes are pot holes and Streets, that ain’t taking you far
Because this is how it’s structured
I bet you, as a kid he sensed his life was nothing, like other children round the country
And it was troublin', cause he ain't have no friends or kids that called him "buddy"
So to get some guys that love him, he became a vegan, nerd, Christian battle rapper
See this is why he picked those type of covers
It’s like someone who didn't know they had twin until they saw they sibling out in public
Cause he didn’t find some brothers, until he finally identified wit' somethin'
And this is why you nothin'
You a fraud in fact, I won’t even call you that
Cause everything about you, screams "Get beat up in high school starter pack"
Talking smack, jumpin' out the window, tryna help us understand the gravity of your world, and expecting us to fall for that
Y’all is wack, get on stage, play, monologue ya raps, about all this unseen faith but it’s all an act
Cause y'all claim this godly cast, then perform without using anything real....and bitch you don’t get no props for that
But I’ll put it on the set, I'll bet I bring more to the scene
But I can paint a better picture for you if you're not sure what I mean
Shoot up his Honda, the judge asks why I left his Accord in the street?
My response? "Fuck you! Only God can judge me."
Accordin' to Street be cordial wit' me
Cause you look like the type, to be so, amped to yell and scream but only do it through the phone
But I ain’t wit' that
Either silence the chat chit, or I'll shoot the black off you
Either way you gone lose the tone
Pop pop, shoot the chrome
Knock knock, who’s at home?
Razor blade, keep goin' cross his face till it’s nothing to see on Streets like, "Move along."
Then shoot ya bros