[Round 1: Nu Jerzey Twork & Rum Nitty]
Congratulations to Tay and all his stats
You really showed us how far we can take this shit in rap
I mean, you really raised this shit up, facts
You had your 50th battle right here on this stage
They gave you a cake, the fans were praising you for that
And then you came back to make this same Area 51, so you know I got The Alien for that!

[Rum Nitty]
{Speaks alien language}

[Twork]
He said, "I'm back haters."

[Rum Nitty]
{Speaks alien language}

[Twork]
He said, "I ain't doin' no more SMACK favors."

[Rum Nitty]
{Speaks alien language}

[Twork]
What?
[Rum Nitty]
{Speaks alien language}

[Twork]
Can' raisin'

[Rum Nitty]
{Speaks alien language}

[Twork]
Huh?

[Rum Nitty]
{Speaks alien language}

[Twork]
I'm not saying that shit bro

[Rum Nitty]
{Speaks alien language}

[Twork]
"Tay Roc's a man chaser"

[Rum Nitty]
{Speaks alien language}
[Twork]
Huh?

[Rum Nitty]
{Speaks alien language}

[Twork]
Bro I'm already tellin' 'em what you sayin'
We'll talk about the trans later (translator)

[Rum Nitty]
Toss the mask, put on the hat
We gon' speak later about how this n***a Marcus act
But for now, first things first
Off the Bat!

[Twork]
Larkin clap
MAC dumpin'

[Rum Nitty]
N***a they was just tryin' to give you two to five years
You better chill before you go back and do that number

[Twork]
I'm goin' back, fuck it
[Rum Nitty]
N***a I just had to take yo' place in the tourney when you got locked up so it wouldn't be lack luster

[Twork]
Fuck it, they done let a Young Thug outta jail

[Rum Nitty]
Where the first place you goin'?

[Twork]
To SMACK gunner (Gunna)

[Rum Nitty]
Grab somethin'

[Twork]
Five hundred yards back from him

[Rum Nitty]
I don't care how Far Roc away (Rockaway), KILL HIM, and the n***a that Stack Bundles
I'm strapped cousin
Clip on the K extended
Pull up to where Bay be (baby) crib is
Hop out, like Pinkie from the limo and spray relentless

[Twork]
I'ma hop out the passenger side, raise a Smith &
.50, with a hair trigger; Jada Pinkett

[Rum Nitty]
Y'all think this n***a Tay a demon?

[Twork]
He must be pullin' some kind of prank
We watched Glueazy slap weed out yo' hand

[Rum Nitty]
That shit flew up and got stuck, we thought it stayed

[Twork]
Still waitin' on that Chronic to drop

[Rum Nitty]
Like Dr. Dre

[Twork]
Cock the K

[Rum Nitty]
Nah, somethin' more personal for Marcus fate

[Twork]
Alright, choke him out until he cough and faint
Tie a shirt around a n***a neck, he look like Carlton Banks

[Rum Nitty]
Then it's off to Tay
Soon as he fall, he gettin' kicked all in rage

[Twork]
Then I'ma stomp his face

[Rum Nitty]
Two feet over the edge wood (Edgewood) n***a

[Twork]
He finna walk the plank

[Rum Nitty]
Then one mo' stomp is all it takes, endure torment

[Twork]
But another stomp will force fate is more torture

[Rum Nitty]
Put yo' shoe on him

[Twork]
Put yo' Nike on him

[Rum Nitty]
Let's join Forces

{They bring it back}

[Rum Nitty]
But another stomp is all it take, it's more torment

[Twork]
Put yo' Nike on him

[Rum Nitty]
Put yo' Nike on him

[Twork]
Let's join Forces

[Rum Nitty]
Use my style on him

[Twork]
Use your style on him

[Both]
Let's join forces!

[Twork]
Off the rip
Believe he dyin'
Clean sweep, 3-peat, I got the cheat sheet rhymin'
They say, "The Alien be sittin' on bars-
(Like E.T. ridin'!)
You'se a backpacker
Gun Bar King
Phst!
Gun Line King in my last chapter
How to reach a spot you can't get to, it's a back scratcher
Outside the lead clap ya
Put the 'burban in reverse when I slide back
You gonna be the first person I put down, it's an emergency contact
Get to swervin' and ride back
'Bout to wreck the Chevy
Drill music, turn the nob up, it looks like I'm Etch-A-Sketching
Off the top, I don't even know why they call you "Roc" (rock), your shit never heavy
All "That's light" make me sick, I got epilepsy

[Rum Nitty]
I shook his pride!
Like that n***a Twork comin'
N***a look alive
He died with his-
(Eyes wide open, n***a look alive)
Drive-by SKEEEEERT
Out the Honda Civic, get to squeezin' bangers
It's a chopper on a seat just hatin'
That's an automatic in his hatch back, like an incubator
Soon as I see ya neighbor, he get choked violent
Hands around his neck, 'til he goes silent
I don't care what just happened
Tell 'em, "Do what you usually do. And don't fight it."
Bro dyin'
Vision gettin' dark and goin' lightheaded (light head-ed), he a coal miner
You don't want no problem
N***a be hella fake actin'

[Twork]
This n***a Tay Roc be actin' like he got some better things crackin'
N***a you battled Slade, called him a "snitch" and still lost
Smack, why do you even set up these matches?
He's supposed to have the tops spot, y'all got your star battlin' rats, I ain't never seen that shit
And Geechi be actin' tough with his homies
I'll slap his pals, leave the Nuts stunned if they ever bring action

[Rum Nitty]
I'll make the Cave evac', stab the bats
Y'all gon' sit back and let these things happen
You was supposed to go to war with Raw'
You was supposed to see Ward and draw
Y'all n***as be doin' everything backwards

[Twork]
Hold on, you gotta slow down
Cause we just did some shit that they ain't never seen happen
Cause I said "tops" "spot", "star" "rats", "slap" "pals", "stun" "nuts", I really just did everything backwards

[Rum Nitty]
I did "Cave" "evac", "stab" "bats", "Raw" "war", "draw" "Ward"

[Both]
We really just did everything backwards!

[Twork]
Beretta raise at
Sig' blam'

[Rum Nitty]
Leg shot

[Twork]
Limb damage

[Rum Nitty]
Metal rod

[Twork]
Implanted

[Rum Nitty]
Bro' sure (brochure)

[Twork]
And get a pamphlet

[Rum Nitty]
But if this able (disable)

[Twork]
Big campus

[Rum Nitty]
Nursing home

[Twork]
Crip mansion!
Y'all be havin' Crip mansions?

[Rum Nitty]
We gonna barge in y'all event

[Twork]
Hit the party while it's lit

[Rum Nitty]
Pullin' up to the shindig

[Twork]
It's an archeologist
Get to sparkin' all the Crips

[Rum Nitty]
Dumpin' out a Colt

[Twork]
That n***a L.I. gonna need E.M.T.'s yelling "Clear!"

[Rum Nitty]
But they can't get nothin' out a pulse

[Twork]
They tryin' to bring The Mayor back

[Rum Nitty]
They gonna need 100,000 volts (votes)
I never hung around this joke
Why you was on Top bed, hangin' over the goddamn edge?
I mean that kinda confirm, when Mook brought up your "secret lover" and you was out there tryin' to get -

[Twork]
Aye! Aye! Aye!
Listen bro, he ain't never have no proof of that
That was somethin' he should not have said

[Rum Nitty]
Aight, when Murda Mook your "imaginary friend"
You probably called him after like, "I hope you Drop Dead Fred!"

[Twork]
Are you out yo' goddamn head?
You'se a straight fraud
I wanted to kill you at the Faceoff and rip yo' face off

[Rum Nitty]
That's supposed to be yo' family, why you actin' like you hate dawg?

[Twork]
This n***a Tay soft
Talkin' 'bout, "You my brother. I can't watch you die."
Well bitch I'm Ray Charles!
K spark! Put a squeeze on the TEC

[Rum Nitty]
That was disrespectful
Ray Charles?

[Twork]
He ain't seen nothin' yet

[Rum Nitty]
My heat up next, give bro his issue
Loaded pistol
Bullet go through tissue
Machete twirl!

[Twork]
Yoshimitsu

[Rum Nitty]
You got no potential
Why you keep pullin' the same moves in ya rhymes?
Gotti be like-

[Twork]
"N***a we got Geechi Gotti versus...N***a why you be gettin' confused in ya lines?
When you was out here chokin', refusin' to shine
I was winnin' Champion Of The Year, a few of them times
Aye Roc don't worry, if your belt don't work, you can use one of mine
Is this fool out his mind?
I know it hurt now just to see
You was supposed to be the muscle, but it only worked out just for me
Leg shot, codeword 'lap dance'"

[Rum Nitty]
What that mean?

[Twork]
"Twork (twerk) down to his knees...and when it's real....."

[Rum Nitty]
I can imitate yo' style in a breeze
Cause this n***a need the gas
And he can't complete his task unless he got that AMG attached

[Twork]
That n***a Roc be like-

[Rum Nitty]
"If I swing this bat his teeth get cracked
Chinese food, in hot grease where I'ma leave this cat
(Fuck these n***as! He's a fucking idiot! Look at him!!)
Fuck these n***as, they only came to see me and Geechi rap
My bitch, cheered for me, had a Nina clap
As long as I'm on a team with Smack
You can't copy 'R.E.S.P.E.C.T.', that's an Aretha track
(You! You! He's a fucking idiot! You! You! He's a fucking idiot! He's a fuckin' idiot!)
You are a URL plant, and they believe in that
'Til I let it fly in a plant mouth, that's a Venus trap"

[Twork]
He gon' to land a hot line, start it from the top, so the fans can repeat his raps
He stole that shit from Surf, n***a he ain't even the king of that

[Rum Nitty]
You mean to tell me that AMG is rented?

[Twork]
That's why he always gotta bring it back!

[Rum Nitty]
But we can do that shit easy, facts
But a lot sharper

[Twork]
URL top artists
They say my name and get equity in exchange; stock market
You see all them fans up in them stands? N***a I brought 'em
Still feel like I work in a cubical, I'm box office
Now n***a, stop talkin'
We watched Glueazy smack out ya- ooow
He would've died horribly
Would've smoked that fat ass white boy; Bob Marley
Revolver, only aimin' at live targets

[Rum Nitty]
He said his Drac' (Drake) ain't nothin' to Josh with

[Twork]
That's when a bitch got a spin off that; iCarly

[Rum Nitty]
Shotgun, I'll call it
Whatchu gonna get to drop Marcus?

[Twork]
Sniper rifle, bolt action; Yacht party

[Rum Nitty]
It get A LOT darker
Double drum on the chop' sparkin'
I'm on 99 and still kickin', I feel like Bob Barker
I'll let one ring right in the kisser like The Godfather
Hide behind that tree, I'll take the bark from that bitch, like a shock collar

[Twork]
N***a you'se a weirdo
N***a you'se a sucka
N***a you'se a Gobstopper
N***a you'se a snitch
N***a you went for Criminal Justice, you'se a crime stopper
N***a you'se a snitch
N***a you was up here throwin' coins with Chess, you'se a dime dropper
N***a you've been a bitch
N***a you'se a hypocrite
Talkin' 'bout what he did, but Brizz but now you on his cock rocket
Marcus? You look like your name Dewayne, you wanna Roc(k) Johnson

[Rum Nitty]
You?! You be inside closets, you gonna forever be stuck
N***a you sharp, you a knife, we can already tell how you cut
N***a you a fruit
N***a you a J2, got a little zest to your punch
Dante? You look like your name Daphne, you and Fred ain't never gon' split up
Beretta lift up
TECs and Llamas

[Twork]
TECs and Llamas
Nah, fuck that fuck that, stretch his patna
Left'll rock him
Knuckle sandwich; Jeffrey Dahmer
Chop a leg!
Jersey!

[Round 1: Geechi Gotti]
Aye, what them n***as said?
"Ward" "draw", "Raw" "war"
I don't even know why y'all fuck with these suckas
These n***as did everything backwards, they get to die in front of each other

[Tay Roc]
Every Fuccin' Gun Title n***a! You know the vibes
Ayo, we seen monsters (Monstars) before

[Geechi Gotti]
N***a we used to this

[Roc]
Twork you my blood

[Geechi Gotti]
And cuz you my Crip

[Roc]
Why we doin' this?

[Geechi Gotti]
This n***a called yo' phone said he wanted to war and you just switched?

[Roc]
Bruh, tell him like you told him before

[Geechi Gotti]
N***a you'se a bitch!

[Tay]
Ruthless shit
Ya noggin' cracked

[Geechi Gotti]
Medulla split

[Tay]
Hammer bang, it do the Sami Zayn Helluva Kick

[Geechi Gotti]
Aye ludicrous, in the ocean we gon' toss the Ruger clip

[Tay]
And the cops gotta fish out the can' like tuna fish
Takin' this shit? You gonna have to regret it

[Geechi Gotti]
Aye, we ain't even gotta be intricate

[Tay Roc]
We can say simple shit and actually sell it

[Geechi Gotti]
Like this'll take him out the game

[Tay Roc]
I'ma clap 'til I melt it

[Geechi Gotti]
Jersey got all his equipment

[Tay]
He just missin' the strap to his helmet
The .40 smoke

[Geechi Gotti]
Twork got shot in his mouth befo' he spoke

[Tay]
I'll bang the gat, your egg get cracked

[Geechi Gotti]
It start pourin' yoke

[Tay Roc]
Nitty, you're a Virgo?

[Geechi Gotti]
The gun a Taurus

[Tay]
N***a you don't want no smoke
I can see your death through a lens

[Geechi Gotti]
N***a this a horoscope (horror scope)

[Tay]
Ain't shit sweet n***a!

[Geechi Gotti]
Why you think this a fuckin' joke?

[Tay]
It ring, flash, and bang

[Geechi Gotti]
Like lightening and thunder bolts
Y'all gonna see these clown in the sewer

[Tay]
Like, "Do you wanna float?"
I empty the whole can' on Nitty

[Geechi Gotti]
Now he a Rum and Coke
Aye

[Tay]
Finally

[Geechi Gotti]
This n***a finally stopped chokin' in battles, you big lame

[Tay]
I mean, you're on a roll

[Geechi Gotti]
But you're just havin' a brief streak

[Tay]
You're a shit stain
My clip bang
Should I hit this Blood n***a or Crip, gang?

[Geechi Gotti]
Shit, he ain't from my hood, it Insane in his Membrane

[Tay]
I'll leave him in pain

[Geechi Gotti]
Twork got caught in traffic, made him switch lanes

[Tay]
Crashed the car, woke up with a Doctor

[Geechi Gotti]
That shit's Strange

[Tay]
I'll pull somethin' heavy outta the pockets, my wrist sprain

[Geechi Gotti]
You should've pulled something lighter outta the pocket

[Tay]
It's a Bic flame

[Geechi Gotti]
Ain't shit changed
Y'all facin' the face of the kings of N.O.M.E

[Tay]
We already beat y'all two n***as on this stage alone

[Geechi Gotti]
Let cuz get in the way his brains get blown

[Tay]
And the Blood splash Rum in the face

[Geechi Gotti]
Look like a drink was thrown

[Tay]
I'll break ya bones, you won't make it home
On the scene the cops found his fucked up boots

[Geechi Gotti]
It was a Danger Zone

[Tay]
Engrave ya stone, I'll put a hole in ya bitch
You can literally walk through ya miss (mist)

[Geechi Gotti]
Like when you spray cologne

[Tay]
Get ya thoughts evicted

[Geechi Gotti]
A vacant dome

[Tay]
Nina singin' when I drive by

[Geechi Gotti]
Oh it's her favorite song

[Tay]
I'ma make it none, won't none of y'all take the throne

[Geechi Gotti]
These n***as are Expendables

[Tay]
And both of y'all graves get placed alone (Stallone)

[Geechi Gotti]
I'll blaze ya dome
N***a ya face finna look a mess

[Tay]
Morticians in the morgue doin' they jobs so you can look ya best

[Geechi Gotti]
A 100 round drum, n***a this'll push ya chest

[Tay]
And this'll get rid of Nu Jerzey (New Jersey) whole team

[Geechi Gotti]
Now they the Brooklyn Nets

[Tay]
You fuckin' doomed

[Geechi Gotti]
Street sweeper, this ain't a fuckin' broom

[Tay]
Get me mad, I'll start trippin' BAD

[Geechi Gotti]
Like he ate a bunch of shrooms
I'll lift it up and boom

[Tay]
Wreckless shit, my bitch bought me a crescent clip, it's my honey moon (honeymoon)

[Geechi Gotti]
I'm a fuckin' goon
A K, got no safety but the button zoom

[Tay]
I'll clap it, you'll get sent to an attic, the upper room

[Geechi Gotti]
Keep beefin' wit' me, you know them headshots gonna be comin' soon

[Tay]
And like Meech and T, you go to a tomb from the wound
Think Tay'll bluff

[Geechi Gotti]
Hawking him Hawk him 'til the blade is stuck

[Tay]
Nah, Rottweiler with a bulldog, I'm tryin' to make a mutt

[Geechi Gotti]
Get pistol whip him, his forehead get stapled up
The scar look like they piece roaches together to make a blunt

[Tay]
Aye cuz I'll raise the trunk

[Geechi Gotti]
Wave the pump

[Tay]
The gauge'll dump

[Geechi Gotti]
Spray shit up

[Tay]
To find where you at

[Geechi Gotti]
It might take a month

[Tay]
The body smell like a spraying skunk

[Geechi Gotti]
You can't fake the funk

[Tay]
I'ma tell the judge I ain't take that shot of Rum

[Geechi Gotti]
We was fakin' drunk

[Tay]
When it's real

[Both]
You can tell

[Tay]
You can see it in they eyes

[Geechi]
See if you can make n***as believe them lies

[Round 2: Nu Jerzey Twork & Rum Nitty]
[Rum Nitty]
Beforehand, we knew finding matchups for this team would be hectic
That was a gift and a curse
I mean at first, even Roc and Geechi rejected

[Twork]
Facts

[Rum Nitty]
I tried to make it more enticing
Like, I might even just text him
Like, "Look bro. Twork ain't really even gonna be rappin'
It's just gon' be me in the second
He ain't even been preppin'
We really should've stayed on teams
Between you and me, I regret it."

[Twork]
What'd he say?

[Rum Nitty]
This n***a Geechi just read it

[Twork]
Shit!
Alright, I'ma call Roc

[Rum Nitty]
BOOP. Leave me a message

[Twork]
Fuck
Beasley was stressin'
Chico was hectic
They called Fonz and Ave
They talkin' they gerbil just died, give them a chance to breathe for a second
They called Loso and Saga
They talkin' they gon' be in jail, they even put it on Jesus in Heaven
Talkin' 'bout they was 'Locked Up'
They even told Smack that, like Akon

[Both]
'Nobody Wanna See Us Together'?

[Rum Nitty]
We got heat for whoever

[Twork]
We got heat for whoever
Bury god body
Find a plot and dig away

[Rum Nitty]
You left my baby Hustle rotting for years
My little stink

[Twork]
Grip a K

[Rum Nitty]
Throw the PG Killers in the city lake

[Twork]
I got the perfect place for DNA to Get Money & Drink Water

[Rum Nitty]
Where's that?

[Twork]
A river bank!

[Rum Nitty]
I unload a clip on Tay
Black and silver on the .40 that's a sip and paint

[Twork]
Touch Rum I (eye) brush up on you, that's a sip and paint

[Rum Nitty]
Nah, you gon' wind (wine) up all on the canvas, that's a sip and paint

[Twork]
When we pour liquor out at his mural, that's a sip and paint
Mini K, get to dumpin' a lot of shots, get to dump from the side of plot

[Rum Nitty]
His brother just stopped and watched
If you still thinkin' it's static after seein' Tay in the casket

[Twork]
You must be dumb as a box of Roc(k)s

[Rum Nitty]
Cock the Glock, light the Sig' (cig')

[Twork]
Your name Marcus Fantroy Jr

[Rum Nitty]
That should tell y'all what kind of life he live

[Twork]
I'll pop junior in the back of his head
That's on my wife and kids

[Rum Nitty]
Y'all know what time it is?

[Twork]
Payback
Long sleeves over the gang tats

[Rum Nitty]
Ski mask cover a faceoff, better than JayBlac

[Twork]
Find out where he stay at
Drive down

[Rum Nitty]
White Audi

[Twork]
$9,000 for the right bounty, clean house

[Rum Nitty]
Everything get wiped out it

[Twork]
Stabbin' all his siblings

[Rum Nitty]
Clappin' Marcus sister

[Twork]
Mike Lawry
Gun smack the life out him
He get dizzy and then he fall
I'm talkin' chrome slap him; Joe Jackson
Whipped 'til he seein' stars

[Rum Nitty]
I'ma do Geechi raw, give him a few lumps
Leave Every Fuccin' Title drippin'

[Twork]
That shit givin' me goosebumps

[Rum Nitty]
Who tough? You a straight coward
I ain't even gotta think 'bout it
You gonna make me put a Title on this semi; it's a Mayflower

[Twork]
When you said, that "AR Twork", I wanted to shoot your brains out him

[Rum Nitty]
N***a that was Surf

[Twork]
Same shit, just a different Title, he the Great Value

[Rum Nitty]
You ain't 'bout it, you gonna get a busted chin

[Twork]
Then get snuffed again

[Rum Nitty]
He got knocked out in Hotlanta
And woke up to a gust of (Augusta) Wind

[Twork]
Tucked him in

[Rum Nitty]
Sleep in silence
N***a get a Godly hook like CeCe Winan

[Twork]
Nah, nah, nah, nah Blood
Roc(k) on a buckle like BB Simon

[Rum Nitty]
N***a I knew what word I meant
I'll take cuz neck, crack it, turn the shit

[Twork]
Nah Blood, "brack" it (bracket) like a tournament

[Rum Nitty]
Nah cuz, kick cack 'fore I invite the C's

[Twork]
Nah Blood, Bic back like a lighter leash

[Rum Nitty]
You tryna fight with me?!

[Twork]
N***a I will pistol whip you 'til it's broke
You actin' bold about that

[Rum Nitty]
I'll go around your neck until you choke
You just got told about that

[Twork]
But wait bro, but we can both do this style of rap, safe as told

[Rum Nitty]
Bloods and Crips? B's and C's?

[Twork]
Be combined, bring 'em close

[Rum Nitty]
Aight, aight, aight, black Cadillac

[Twork]
A blue Civic

[Rum Nitty]
At Bay crib

[Twork]
Or Bat Cave

[Rum Nitty]
Blazin' Colts

[Twork]
But be careful it's a bunch cops

[Rum Nitty]
With they badges covered in basic clothes

[Twork]
The boys comin' buildin' cases

[Rum Nitty]
By council, no breakin' codes

[Twork]
Call bond company

[Rum Nitty]
Bring cash

[Twork]
Or bail a check (Belichick) like Brady coach

[Twork]
Seize brain control

[Rum Nitty]
Battered crucial

[Twork]
Busted

[Rum Nitty]
Cere-

[Twork]
-bellum

[Rum Nitty]
Bad contusion

[Twork]
Big cleaver

[Rum Nitty]
Blade carver

[Twork]
Boxcutter

[Rum Nitty]
Bandicoot him

[Twork]
Your boy croaked?

[Rum Nitty]
Throw his body in the creek below current

[Both]
Then go back canoeing

[Rum Nitty]
He gon' be bait caught for the brook carp

[Twork]
Bass, cod

[Both]
Barracuda

[Twork]
.9 millimeter bullets, bash his [?]

[Rum Nitty]
Expand on impact

[Twork]
Take a trip through the human body

[Rum Nitty]
The Magic School bus
Y'all n***as be actin' too tough

[Twork]
Ya hardly mere threats
If it's really smoke, I'll kidnap ya children

[Rum Nitty]
Amber alert, it 'bout to get that alarm in there text

[Twork]
I'm talkin' pistol whip the son, hit the daughter head next

[Rum Nitty]
If it's up to that point

[Twork]
You gon' need an Ice Cube on both of them kids

[Rum Nitty]
So n***a, Are We There Yet?
You're gonna have to give your daughter bed rest, the shit deep

[Twork]
She gonna wake up with amnesia after about six weeks

[Rum Nitty]
She don't even remember this pipsqueak

[Twork]
He wakin' up over her bed screamin' his slogan, "IT'S ME!"
It's been months since he heard his kid speak

[Rum Nitty]
Sadly that's what stemmed from me
She got internal brain damage from the stem from me

[Twork]
She gotta get home schooled for her chances of remembering

[Rum Nitty]
Activity text books with the answers at the end of it?

[Twork]
Turn her home into a Schoolhouse Roc(k)

[Rum Nitty]
And we can teach her about antonyms and synonyms

[Twork]
It's bittersweet, hit the kid in the dome

[Rum Nitty]
That was only two antonyms

[Twork]
I know cause I'm already sendin' 'em off

[Rum Nitty]
That's really a loss
Nina squeezin'

[Twork]
Keep releasin'
Headshot, Geechi leakin'

[Rum Nitty]
Shit flyin' from outta the cornrow; Jeepers Creepers

[Twork]
Jersey

[Round 2: Tay Roc & Geechi Gotti]

[Tay Roc]
Follow what orders?
We make the rules and break the rules
Y'all wanna end up another dead rapper?

[Geechi Gotti]
I just got off for breakin' Newz

[Tay]
Y'all can't act like y'all ain't scared when we raisin' tools

[Geechi Gotti]
But y'all might fall for it on this stage like April Fools

[Tay]
N***a make a move

[Geechi Gotti]
I gunshot, bang Jeruz

[Tay]
Something in his stomach hangin' out the kid turn him to kangaroos

[Geechi Gotti]
Bullets might hit his shoulder, you gon' see his body spin and twirl

[Tay]
And get sent to the afterlife with God [?]

[Geechi Gotti]
Y'all right, he is an alien

[Tay]
Why's that?

[Geechi Gotti]
Cause he's outta this world

[Tay Roc]
Right, we just copped some new guns that we have to try out

[Geechi Gotti]
The bullets will hit his spine and his back will fly out

[Tay Roc]
Chest get Cave'd in so much that bats could fly out

[Geechi Gotti]
The way we left them kids laid (Kyd Slade), the rats could climb out

[Tay Roc]
Aye Twork, you don't know where my mind at

[Geechi Gotti]
Pistol whip will leave his eye black

[Tay Roc]
Put the strap 'cross his forehead, it's an eye patch

[Geechi Gotti]
AK, no safety with the side latch

[Tay Roc]
I'ma chop the Rooster head off, it's a prize catch when the .9 clap

[Geechi Gotti]
Government issue, this a special model

[Tay Roc]
Point at Nitty

[Geechi Gotti]
Aim and tap Rum, it's time to bless the bottle

[Tay Roc]
Or spin his block, hangin' out of an Eldorado
Double barrell

[Geechi Gotti]
Look like a belt buckle

[Both]
Ferragamo

[Tay Roc]
If I shoot once, I'm not gonna stop

[Geechi Gotti]
Headshot after headshot his top gonna pop

[Tay Roc]
Hey cuz I thought you said I could use that Lil' Uzi

[Geechi Gotti]
But I 'Wanna Rock'

[Tay Roc]
Aye, fuckin' wit' Twork gonna be the reason your head got a shell in there

[Geechi Gotti]
Man I'm talkin' the shit I move wit' silent n***a, Metal Gear

[Tay Roc]
Let me know when I'm free to Wave the Shotgun

[Geechi Gotti]
Let pellets there

[Tay Roc]
I'ma bury Nitty right next to Jersey (Jerzey)

[Geechi Gotti]
He talkin' Delaware

[Tay Roc]
I ain't never scared

[Geechi Gotti]
Me neither, I'm on timin' bruh

[Tay Roc]
This stick light up like PS5 remotes

[Geechi Gotti]
I'ma grab you by the back of the head and put a fifth in his mouth

[Tay Roc]
Look like he tryin' to drive a boat

[Geechi Gotti]
It's gonna be scriptures for these n***as, the church readin'

[Tay Roc]
Play with me, my bitch come out of her purse squeezin'

[Geechi Gotti]
Like that kid in Superbad who got that lap dance

[Tay Roc]
Yeah, Twork (twerk) bleedin'
Why the fuck wasn't your seatbelt "Strapped In" with ya stupid ass

[Geechi Gotti]
I bet he get PTSD every time his computer crash

[Tay Roc]
I let a Ruger blast, get ya shit peeled

[Geechi Gotti]
Them n***as seen you constantly chokin' in battles and was actin' like it wasn't a big deal

[Tay Roc]
Like they was tryin' to protect his loss

[Geechi Gotti]
Oh that's why he went through a win(d) shield

[Tay Roc]
Aye cuz we'll do Twork nasty

[Geechi Gotti]
Canadian bacon

[Tay Roc]
Hooked up to IV's

[Geechi Gotti]
Mama gonna have to pray that he make it

[Tay Roc]
I'll catch Rum solo and feed him shells

[Geechi Gotti]
Alien ate it (alienated)

[Tay Roc]
I'll leave the bitch bomb slaughtered

[Geechi Gotti]
I wasn't even tryin' to off her

[Tay Roc]
Headshot Twork, his brains land on his bitch

[Geechi Gotti]
All the Alien seen was somethin' flyin' sauce her (saucer)

[Tay Roc]
I'ma air him when I'm dumpin'
Then the ambulance is comin'

[Geechi Gotti]
Standin' over Nitty with the light flashin'

[Tay Roc]
It's an Alien abduction
Fuck him
Soon as you see him, just off him

[Geechi Gotti]
I ain't gotta use the heater and spark

[Tay Roc]
I can slice his throat watch him bleed when he talkin'

[Geechi Gotti]
Like to take a chunk from his Adam's Apple

[Tay Roc]
Like Eve in the Garden?

[Geechi Gotti]
Yo Twork, you need to know this gang bangin' really come with a lot
Twelve years old I was runnin' my block, duckin' them cops
Aye this n***a Nitty switched sides, I don't know if we brothers or not
I'ma put your blood on Tay and make it Rum on the Roc(k)s

[Tay Roc]
They gave you the Champion Of The Year belt over me, and it got me amped
It's 'bout time me and you rematch, cause you not the champ
I told Smack, for the camera, I'ma keep it peaceful, but I just can't
I can't even keep the piece off camera; Ja Morant

[Geechi Gotti]
Aye, why don't you use the muhfuckin' Judge of that [?] if cuz try you?

[Tay Roc]
I got a .38, .50 and shotgun for your Blood rivals

[Geechi Gotti]
I mean Twork get hit with the AK or the SK

[Tay Roc]
Nah, Nitty get the AR

[Geechi Gotti]
What about the .357, the .9

[Tay Roc]
N***a that's every fuckin' Gun Title
Go

[Round 3: Nu Jerzey Twork & Rum Nitty]
[Twork] That last round you just spit, made me want to slash ya throat out
Talkin' 'bout my accident, you said you was my brother, you had opened doors for me
AND NOW I GOTTA CRASH AT YOUR HOUSE!
And you? You wanna join in with him? Now you dyin' 'bout it
The only reason I crashed into a tree was because Geechi was hidin' behind it

[Rum Nitty]
You gon' make me make them killers swing through
Always puttin' something on Nutty Blocc Crip, until that M-16 shoot
And they covering the story on Channel 11
Just puttin' somethin' on N.B.C.2 (too)
"We're here live reporting from NBC News
Where a group of friends and the Nutty Blocc family mourn after they lose a Crip
I'm gonna pass it off to Nu Jerez for this more exclusive tip."

[Twork]
"Ah yeah we're out here at the crime scene, currently we have no fugitives
Forensics say they found 34 Marcus Fantroy in a blue abyss
He'll be truly missed
Friends and friends and family say he was alive studying Criminal Justice and went to school for this
But unfortunately he died studyin' Oceanography in a school of fish
N***a you'se a bitch!

[Rum Nitty]
Nina [?] I adore it
Never gave me slack
Always had my back
And stuck with me through some of the wildest moments
I think creepin' with this side piece for so long, I think it's time to put a Title on it

[Twork]
Sayōnara

[Rum Nitty]
Soon as I see Roc, I'ma start lettin' lead of Twork

[Twork]
I'ma gun butt Geechi 'til his head all hurt
I can whip Bay shit around all day, like Baby Boy

[Rum Nitty]
I just gotta drop a vet off first

[Twork]
We gonna give these n***as Hell on Earth

[Rum Nitty]
When you started up your league, we all recognized ya move
Never doubted you
But you actin' like you ain't use the same format that everybody do
N***a I can pull up to The Riot, I got hella Compton goons
Bloods, Crips, whoever I tell, they slidin' through
If my boys in blue stomp you out like Rodney King, then I can start L.A. Riot 2 (too)
Beretta by his roof
[?] ten of 'em

[Twork]
Nah, fuck that, arm, arm, leg, hit all ligaments

[Rum Nitty]
Spine shot, paralyze a Nutt' from the neck down, it's a bald chin

[Twork]
This the shit that y'all did to him
I don't know why y'all gave him this big clout, this n***a's overrated
N***a battled Pat Stay and he bitched out
Calicoe pushed him all over the stage and he didn't get wild
N***a just pulled out paperwork for Kyd Slade and it went south
If y'all think this n***a battle 50 battlers and won, then y'all doin' a miscount

[Rum Nitty]
I don't know how he made it to his 50 First (51st) Date

[Twork]
How many times I gotta keep takin' this bitch out?
Get to breakin' this bitch down, grab him close

[Rum Nitty]
Snap his nose

[Twork]
Smash his skull

[Rum Nitty]
Break his neck

[Twork]
Crash and roll

[Rum Nitty]
Snap an arm, snap and fold

[Twork]
Shattered bones
Shit poppin' outta place everywhere, shit look like Whack-A-Mole
Y'all got average hoes
I should know cause I had ya hoe
I took Coffee and put cream in, I'm not your average Joe

[Rum Nitty]
Aye Roc don't laugh and joke like n***a ain't crack ya hoe
For a battle she'll probably give top to Smack like a pack of smokes

[Twork]
He'd probably have a stroke

[Rum Nitty]
With ya bitch ass
Caution's suction is like a vacuum cleaner, and this facts
Felt like I had a whole Hoover on my head, like Crip Mac

[Twork]
She really fuckin' did that?

[Rum Nitty]
She really did that

[Twork]
Shit I want some too, this supposed to be Double Impact
You think you some fuckin' big mack?

[Rum Nitty]
I heard you treat the ladies well

[Twork]
I heard you had some Hustle back in the day

[Rum Nitty]
I made a sale
But I heard NuNu (New New) Neck off the chain

[Twork]
ATL!
That's just a bad scheme, hell nah

[Rum Nitty]
I really mean this
I'm tryin' to put a title on Caution wet ass pussy; the pink slip

[Twork]
That n***a steamin'

[Rum Nitty]
What you gonna almost fight?
He gon' get mad, he don't mean shit

[Twork]
N***a got mad when Rum Nitty tapped his pocket
I'll tap his pocket so hard it'll leave him a scheme print
Machine lift, up the Ruger, don't make any sudden movements
Shootin' shit up for me is therapy, and I'll send a couple through it

[Rum Nitty]
Knife out, this shit is bad news, I hate to cut it to you
Show you how to install a wall, let me run you through it

[Twork]
You know it's real when you see it in his eyes
'Til I pluck his pupils, to read his raps you gotta feel through the line
He's like "fuck this music"

[Rum Nitty]
Nah, piss test, fill to the line like a drug abuser

[Twork]
Nah, nah, nah, Shaq out, Phil to the line, that's a substitution

[Rum Nitty]
You in hot water you gotta feel to the line, like a cup of noodles

[Twork]
The fuckin' truest
Nobody ever did what the fuck I'm doin'
The gasoline wit' it, Roc(k) wit' it, I was subbin', groovin'
The hoodie down, jumpin' over Suge, I was the one to do it
The father of it, I stayed away from drugs (Drugz) cause I'm above influence
The real champ, if I never ever choked, I'd be undisputed
I'm still an American Idol, I just Ruben stu-stu-stuttered (Studdard) through it

[Rum Nitty]
I'm the reason n***as rap how they rap, I got a 100 students
GOAT shit, when it come to these bars I'm the greatest one to do it
Every line I punch with conviction, that's undisputed
Soon as they try to bring up Conceited

[Twork]
Cut the music
And you? You be home when there's beef
Let's keep it real, I was there that night
I had the .9 out, you was hidin' out

[Rum Nitty]
That's his oldest enemy

[Twork]
Bro you can't show bro no sympathy
Whether Blood, Crip, Piru, we don't condone that in these streets, n***a know your history
If this was Jersey you would've got kicked out of The Garden

[Rum Nitty]
Like Adam and Eve

[Twork]
You wasn't supposed to go nowhere near that tree
Y'all know this n***a sweet
What y'all pumpin' him up for?
"COTY three time champ. Put him on Rushmore."
'Til I grip the Sig', hit the crib
Bust in with blunt force
"You got championships in here?
Well I ain't got none and I want yours."
They gave this n***a three rings, he should've put one on the front door!

[Rum Nitty]
Aye what happened to that hat low?
All in his face, the old Roc
[?], that's four burners, the stove top
Tell this hoe "stop"
When Blackface ran down on you, you was lookin' so shocked
You jumped ship, held the door, like the Titanic, you really went against the code (cold) Roc(k)
You'se a hoe Roc!
And you made it known, when your chain got stole, when you played ya bro
The way you did the game was cold
When Brizz got jumped, the only thing you did

[Twork]
Hold the door (Hodor)

[Rum Nitty]
The Game of Thrones!

Goodnight

[Round 3: Tay Roc & Geechi Gotti]
[Geechi Gotti]
You wanna talk about how you pulled out a gun and I was by the tree, is bro stupid?
Both of all gang bangers
Y'all know the first major violation? Pullin' out a gun and don't use it
N***a you'se a bitch
And matter of fact, y'all talkin' 'bout hoes y'all done fucked with Smack
This n***a braggin' on Coffee, when every n***a wake up to that
What's up with that?
You up here tellin' n***as business?
Yeah we know you fucked with Ebony
But from the looks of things, you ain't had Hustle in a minute
N***a, you finished
These dudes failed
And we ain't gotta talk about all the n***as that NuNu nailed (Nellz)
N***a let's get straight to it
Aye, how come these n***as don't wanna let us just be great?

[Tay Roc]
Right, why don't y'all just give us our flowers
And my last 50 URL battles was a piece of cake
I'll leak ya face
With Christians, Blood has his kicks down

[Geechi Gotti]
[?]
Permanently in his shit like a Knicks game

[Tay Roc]
Nah fuck that
Stomped out in Christians 'til the blood splat
Run in ya crib, I'll Spike the dog and The Rugrats
I does that
Something attach to the arm like a drug patch
I'll pull somethin' ugly from the boot, we bringin' Lugz back

[Geechi Gotti]
N***a the snub clap
Everything get took off Jerzey

[Tay Roc]
Eight in his back now he's an Aaron Rogers football jersey

[Geechi Gotti]
Yeah you heard me, I ain't just talkin'
Put a price on his head, let a n***a who want the check come off it
That's a bag for Jerzey (jersey) like a n***a just bought it

[Tay Roc]
Nah cuz let's spark it
I'ma aim here

[Geechi Gotti]
And I'ma aim here

[Tay Roc]
Sticks on both sides of his head?

[Geechi Gotti]
He look like a reindeer but the gang here
I'll have his mouth on the ground 'til they curb his teeth
Grab the Desert and squeeze the Eagle 'til the bird release

[Tay Roc]
I'll tape a bomb in his mouth, it'll burst his cheek
Pull the pin, make him swallow a grenade, he on Burbon Street
I could've pulled up where y'all was practicin' at, disturbed the peace
Wave and you'll see (sea) shells, I'll send you to Mrytle Beach

[Geechi Gotti]
N***a 30 piece, it's a photo bomb, n***a gon' pop in yo' frame
I'm talkin' two beams: red light/green light, it ain't that Stop & Go game

[Tay Roc]
Y'all gon' rob who? You don't wanna get shot for those chain
Turn him to bones in a box, you'll be a Domino's game

[Geechi Gotti]
Ayo Twork, that car crash, is really fucked up
That was one of the biggest moments
But teachin' roadside safety is really important
I'm disrespectful, I'll take that plate out ya head and feed ya kids dinner on it

[Tay Roc]
Ayo cuz, I got a sicker moment
I'll break his whole face
Slide on that plate like we tryin' to make it to home base
Revolver, loaded shells that leave no trace
It was too much for Rum to bear, it was a cold case
You want a fade 'til you get hit with a fuckin' blade
Left with a 100 stitches, Jerzey (jersey) got custom made
Rest in peace
Your next birthday you will never see
You gon' die the youngest you ever been, but the oldest you'll ever be
Ratchet's will lift
Think Men In Black when I'm flashin' the shit
Let's see if The Alien head grow back after this
You was on Instagram with a baby deer, happy as shit
We ain't know if you was saving it or capture the shit
He had it in his car, how did it actually fit?
I don't know, but this shotgun will have more bucks than the back of ya whip
I'm mad as a bitch
Clappin' the shit when the .4 rise
Scope on it, my vision bad, that's a sight for sore eyes
Destroy lives, strapped with something husky
Snow sled
Up in it, start blowin' it like a coke head
Y'all both dead
Bullets out the chrome spread
Give ya dome led
Or beat him 'til the handle breaks, it's a moped
I'll pull up on a random Wednesday with The Thing, I'm Gomez
Then point at The Alien top like the Conehead
I slide with straps
Roll the window down, the .9'll clap
The switch make it rattle at the end, it's a Diamondback
He gon' end up somewhere they can't find him at
Kidnapped him, kept The Alien in the basement, Roger that
Better watch ya back
For this Piru n***a I cock the MAC
I left the kid cold and flew (flu) like Dimetapp
Make me hurt you in this place
Pull this .30 off my waist
Snap like Thanos and have The Alien purple in the face
Murder was the case
Aye Twork, turn down that volume ya voice makes
Or you gon' get pistol whipped 'til the joint breaks
For no reason, ya dome leakin'
You'll get left with a [?] face
One button light up ya ceilin', it's a Rolls Royce Wraith
I'm tryin' to hurt whatever the gun touches
Hit an organ inside his chest make none function
Y'all think I give a fuck about Rum punches?
When the gun I got difficult to control, it's Rum-bunctious
Hollow tips out this machine peel
Have you hooked up to tubes, sippin' a shake protein meal
Take you and y'all kids to a cliff, I'll make the scene real
I'll let everybody go, it's a Caffeine deal
Please chill, I'm just givin' Jeroz advice
I'll use a knife
Like "Happy birthday!" You get the hugest slice
I'll do you trife
For Rum I'ma use a rif'
I'll come to where The Alien at and leave no form of human life
I will crack this n***a Twork head plate with a right banger
And I will show up to his house with the plate like a white neighbor
I might spray ya
Red and green, bright lasers
Beam on The Alien, it ain't Yoda with the lightsaber
I said this shotgun hit you, you gon' need relief

[Geechi Gotti]
I'll be back Roc! I'll be back Roc. Don't worry 'bout it. You got it
[Tay Roc]
He had me worried for a second. I ain't gonna stunt
[Geechi Gotti]
I'll be back Smack
[Tay Roc]
I thought you was leavin' me. Eazy did n***a

[Tay Roc]
Shotgun hit you, you gon' need relief
Lead bangin', ya head hangin': Jesus piece
Jeez Louise, stand over The Alien, squeezin' heat
I'll give him extra to rest he'll (extraterrestrial) be in a deeper sleep

[Geechi Gotti]
Aye man I bleed the streets
The gun black but the bullets bronze like Jesus feet
N***a we don't need to beef
Fuck y'all rap name, I just came to let the chopper blam
The first time I shot it, I was wishin' I had got a stand
That shit threw my shoulder outta place
I wasn't able to shoot that gun or the 'Dox (Gunorthodox) again
Fuck a friend
Don't ever have me around no snitches
I'm from the hood, all I know is extendos and switches
I'm talkin' rap changed my life, got me to the riches
Before Eazy ever had a card, Smack came and took me out The Trenches
But mind ya business cause y'all n***as say big words like "oxymoron"
I'm not gonna lie
An oxymoron to me, is seein' a n***a die on a live
Ya mama gonna cry
Ya kids gonna be in funeral attire
Silence, so the bullets hum like music from a choir
Is you a user or a buyer?
You gotta know the difference
Sit 'em both down in front of the Judge, they co-defendants
I'm so relentless, I'll click it and pull it
I'm with the shit to the fullest
I'll tell ya bitch, "Here go a gun. You suck it or I'm finna to pull it."
I'll have that bitch sniff so much gunpowder she could spit out a bullet
See I was coolin' on Crip Street
In the trap, servin' them big sheets
Befo' rap I fell in love with the ki's (Keys) like Swizz Beatz
Big heat, don't make me spray ladders
Let me find out y'all n***as is sellin' work
I'ma kill you, then rob you for the cake after
He died with like a quarter left, he Hank Gathers
I can't fathom havin' words with these n***as
When y'all know at 13 I jumped off the curb to squeeze triggers
You n***as know what the fuck I do in the streets
Why y'all actin' like I won't have a doctor checkin' for pulses while I'm still lookin' for the nerve of these n***as
Are y'all n***as still breathin'?
I'll have y'all in that forever sleep
I'm from the streets, I done did shit y'all ain't never seen
Twork, you ever seen the closest n***a to you die?
It's a first time for everything
The metal ring
Y'all can't do none to me
Yeah you got bars but you lack conviction like a hung jury
Twork, you like my son, you really like my son to me
If you would've moved how we moved you probably would've been gettin' paid better
But this n***a right here stayed on Smack's scene and be gettin' slayed forever
Yo Smack, but check this out though
Let me talk to you, for real for real
Cause I'm a general my n***a, I'm not a soldier
It's cool y'all be blockin' battles, but y'all gotta learn how to block some of these pedophiles out the culture

[Smack]
Pedophiles?

[Tay Roc]
There's a lot of 'em

[Geechi Gotti]
And all these sucka weird ass snitch n***as out the culture too
If n***as knew better, they'd do better
N***as mad at Eazy cause he got out his contract, he was too clever
Y'all still tryin' to figure what to do with that cease and desist newsletter
That's like askin', who nicer: Eazy or Surf?
N***a, Tsu (sue) better
If y'all pay attention to this shit you can see the slave
Every Fuccin' Gun Title n***a

[Both] Free the Wave!