[Round 1: Tycoon Tax]
Listen, Jason, itâs time to pay respect
Soon as they give me space to kill...Iâm gettinââ
Jasonâ
Xâd
How you trynaâ
climb to the top, but canâtâ
make a cent?
When I pull out this Iron in daylight (Daylyt)...it ainât the main event!
.50-calâ, the last thing he heard was clappinâ
I was shootinâ âtil the .50 broke like Curtis Jackson
It ainât I Love Lucy when you see this Dezzi smoke
He the type to say, âTwo .9sâll put you on ice like Gretzkyâs coach!â
Then be yellinâ, âI been on the West Coast for years, but they still donât respect me, though!â
Thatâs âcause you not made for the big leagues
So I had to give you the semi, Pro
I pull out without warning
Who said you had to get shot for a reason?
So it ainât that PG rapper when you see this Dot n***a reachinâ
Soon as you heard about this match, every night, you was layinâ witâ ya Bible
Prayinâ for revival
Iâm Malcolm X: I win dough (window) stayinâ witâ the rifle
Stop frontinâ, lilâ n***a
Pat Stay is still your idol
But streaminâ music is the only way that Jâll get the title (Tidal)
You little fuckinâ MexicanâŠ
When you were sleepinâ in your taco PJs
The whole strip was doinâ bids: my whole block was eBay
Every time they invest in you, King of the Dot donât see pay
You just a Mexican that get paid to lose in the ring like Nacho Libre!
(Boy, I am not playinâ!)
See, they helped create a monster like Igor
So when I show up, I bug out like a screen door
Homie, all you do is yell
You think thatâs gonna make the West Coast want you on they team more?
You ainât what the West cravinâ (Wes Craven), so why you always Scream for?
This is battle rap
So donât turn these words into somethinâ else like a anagram
You just a joke on film like Candid Camâ
If me and this corn beef, a fuckinâ wig shotâll have your brains lookinâ like a can of Spam
If this bitch Pro test (protest), heâll die after the mugshot like Sandra Bland!
Fuck is wrong witâ this n***a, man?
West End shit
[Round 1: J-Pro]
Yo, you get love from your hometown, but all that co-signinâ is fake
You ride for the 6, foâ-five in your waist
Iâll turn this into Quentin Miller, and have your ghost ridinâ (ghostwritin') with Drake!
The 6 God, Iâm sick, god, on my YOLO set
You only live once, you donât pose no threat
Peace to Nickolas Brigante, the true Toronto vet
Iâm killinâ Nickyâs (Nickiâs) man on the screen like OVO Fest!
You are meek, weak, garbage for real
Yâall ainât seen a Tax (attacks) this bad since Parliament Hill
Zehaf-Bibeau, Iâll snatch your soul, get ya spine ripped
Iâll snap in Ontario (snappin' on Terio): it ainât a fat kid on a Vine clip!
Ooh, kill âem!
I kill everybody, you get killed by everybody
Know the difference
How did Tax get Rum? Thatâs Prohibition
You got killed by Tax: death row position
Still, they gave you Cortâ (court), so yâall are co-defendants
See, Gully hyped him up
So did âGanik and all his people
He was supposed to be the thug from Canada witâ the street flow
But now heâs feelinâ like Pete Carroll: shoulda handed him off to Beast Mode
[Crowd]
BeastMODE! BeastMODE!
[J-Pro]
Shout out to BeastMode, ya know what I mean?
Iâm just sayinâ
Shout out to BeastMode!
You ainât a beast, bro
What yâall been smokinâ?
Youâd be bottom 5 in Cali, a fraud in Oakland
But youâre big here, right? Vince Carter posinâ
You ainât a shooter in Toronto - you just got the same fucked-up face as DeMar DeRozan!
Yeah! Catch these bars in your acne scars
I donât play fair
Your favorite Instagram filters? Valencia and Mayfair
And I seen yoâ bitch on Instagram chillinâ in the cut
You need to drop her - that girlâs belly is bigger than her butt!
But I get it, you donât get pussy, so you think her ass is insane
How you battle Shotgun, then marry a girl that looks exactly the same?
Plus, sheâs got a 15-year-old son! I gotta point this out!
How you raisinâ a teenager when youâre still a little boy yourself!?
Yo, listen to me, do what I did
Get out the âhood, go to school, buy a pad for your mother
Donât listen to this fake gangsta
Your stepdad is a sucka!
[Round 2: Tycoon Tax]
Yo, what the fuck are you talkinâ about?
Iâll kick your ass, you lilâ vato
I donât give a fuck, go tell Paco
Carlos is a known hitter in Toronto like Delgado
You donât belong here, you belong in L.A
Go sell tacos
This Mexican couldnât escape these bars if he was El Chapo!
See, Iâm really in the âhood, tryna break up pounds
Every time I see Pro, he flop: thatâs LeBron tryna take a foul
I donât give a fuck
We can clear the place out now
Put him to sleep, he gonâ need more than that pyramid scheme to wake up now
WooooowâŠwooooow...
Another big card, and I made it
All you do is spit wack punchlines that are mad outdated
I just copped a brand new AK, and Iâll spray it
Yâall seen that new movie? Iâll be in the West rockinâ (Rock in) a chopper like San Andreas
Here we go, time to leave a worldwide mess again
Every battle Iâm in, I get called Mexican, every four or five sentences
I hate these mothafuckas, too!
Donât call me a hypocrite and donât write messages
Iâm Donald Trump: a Tycoon that donât like Mexicans!
My n***a just caught a body today
You better slide back like the moonwalk
Or get shot next tonight (to Knight) like 2Pac
Thatâs crazyâŠ
Give him three holes and throw him in the gutter like a bowling ball
This n***a from the West wearinâ a wire: thatâs Kanye witâ a broken jaw
You got goons in L.A.? You can know âem all
I donât care what the procedure isâŠthereâll be no one for Pro to call (protocol)
I was on the road, givinâ out work like a business trip
And now Iâm home, bringinâ him back pain like he slipped his disk
You got two options: either slit your wrists, or get your face lit up like a Christmas gift!
Ya done!
Thatâs bars
[Round 2: J-Pro]
Did yâall peep his Rap Grid interview?
He was like, âMan, I was in New Jersey, I was stuck in the âhood, a-and people had tattoos. I was fuckinâ scared.â
For real, he said, âIâm used to goinâ to parties with punch bowls and Chex mix.â
You did- you said that shit, right?
I guess itâs not in your DNA, partner, like Rex bitch
Ainât you Dot Mobb?
K-Shine still order trannies?
Drake still treatinâ Mook like Orphan Annie?
Huh? Drake still treatinâ Mook like Orphan Annie, or nah?
Rex gettinâ paid- no?
Rex gettinâ paid to go to war with Danny?
He was, right? 12K or some shit? (*laughs*)
Rex gettinâ paid to go to war with Danny?
All my wins are (R) KOs: Iâll Orton Randy!
Yo, you seen me at Queen Elizabeth: Iâm a savage early
Iâmma have you feelinâ like youâre back in Jersey
Leave your dog standinâ stiff: thatâs taxidermy
Iâll stitch him up
Iâll make it easy (Eazy) on the doc, then itâs back to Compton
Put wings on your body: thatâs a Aston Martin
Spirit flyinâ through the sky on a magic carpet
Iâm just fightinâ witâ a Ghost like Action Bronson
You donât belong on this stage, and thatâs a fact!
Iâm charged up and Iâm goinâ back-to-back
Iâm after Mr. Magic like Rap Attack
Iâm droppinâ Tax (tacks) in the ring like Cactus Jack!
Wrestling bars, mothafucka! Letâs go!
[Tycoon Tax]
I got real bars
[J-Pro]
Hell nah, itâs that easy
I just roll in witâ weaponry
You know the conspiracy
Iâm an American, I use Tax to dominate: this is Global Supremacy!
America! Spain! Itâs been pure abomination
Ecuadorians have always been victims of World Domination!
Two Latinos in the ring, but we spit different
You are Donald Trump: this Mexican got your wig flippinâ!
[Round 3: Tycoon Tax]
See, yoâŠ
I donât know if you realize this, but you are in the 6 by yourself
Iâm with all my n***as
Who got this dummy all hype?
Itâs like a GoFundMe account: my cliqueâll raise money on site
Everybody thinkinâ Tyâ phony, âtil I turn into Tie Domi from the Maple Leafs
Iâm tryna make enough bread to cop a fresh Rolls like a bakery
N***a, no one gives a fuck about you or your ancient schemes
When the Smith come out the closet singinâ...it will not be âStay With Meâ!
You better duck when them cannons flash
Keep it low, Pro
Now they see Iâm punchinâ nuts: thatâs a low blow
Youâre the one I put arms around next (necks) like a chokehold
Iâm âbout that action on camâ
Do you really wanna go, Pro? (GoPro)
See, Iâm tired
Every fuckinâ battle, I gotta hear this and that
Cortez was supposed to buck it (bucket) on my head like a fishing cap
Shotgun Suge was supposed to pocket-check me - pssh, picture that
These n***as is politicians
They all lyinâ when they say they gonâ get rid of Tax
Letâs go, câmon, Iâm here, man!
I got a calâ for whatâs at stake if you lookinâ for beef
Iâll leave J cold (Cole) witâ a Crooked Smile after he get a hook witâ the beats
Iâm a hustler, so Iâm a food truck âcause I cook in the streets
Everything I got I cop witâ drug money like crooked police!
Sheesh!
Nowadays, all these n***as act so tough
Errybody tryna prove they bad
Thinkinâ they got the juiceâŠâtil they facinâ the punch like the Kool-Aid Man
Damn...see, yo, when yâall said this n***a was gonâ beat me, that was a knee-slapper
Now this n***a from Los Angeles takinâ a L: Iâm flippinâ his team backwards
Beefinâ witâ this n***a from the 6, youâll be lookinâ like Meek after all of the mean laughter
I got so many bars, I swear to God I got Rap Grid wishinâ they could tweet faster!
Youâre done
West End shit, ROS
Dot Mob Toronto, n***a
[Round 3: J-Pro]
YoâŠ(*chuckles*)
Whyâd I take this battle, man? This shit isnât logical
You had us hanginâ on to the bottom of the flyer like Mission: Impossible
He did, though, right?
You read the comments on YouTube? Whatâs the deal really?
You got the trailer trashed like a hillbilly
And Avoâ works hard on them trailers
Give it up for Avocado, yâall!
Avoâ does all them trailers, and itâs for the Culture
But they give you thumbs-down âcause youâre a corny poser
Letâs get it all on the table: itâs a cornucopia
Tax (Tacks) is holdinâ up greatness like a Jordan poster
A .45 on your back and youâre DOA
You ainât a gangster, Carlos, itâll be OK
Kleinfeld to Benny Blanco, we donât play
Yo, Brigante! Iâmma do this Carlitoâs Way!
Carlito, you ainât gettinâ on the train tonight
Yeah, I overuse similes the way I write
But some of these haters are too afraid to say Iâm nice
But you seek validation on social media - your whole life is based on likes!
Yeah, my verse got more likes than a Instagram model
I tag all these rappers and I ainât lookinâ for an Instagram follow
âCause all yâall muâfuckas got the same material
Iâll kill âem in the 6 witâ one .9: Rey Mysterio!
Take off your fuckinâ mask, then hit you in your pork belly!
Iâm just counselinâ (council in) the Dot like Norm Kelly!
West Coast