[Round 1: Emerson Kennedy]
I been buzzin' wit' the cheat code...
This just another free throw
Get you a feeding tube, IV, another one where pee go
Hooked to three cords (chords) your whole life...Mustard on the beat, ho
E go, son is dumb
Feds who we runnin' from
Turned me to a lizard - y'all ain't listen where I'm comin' from
'Cause every time I lose a tail, I just gain another one
It's reptile for Prep now
Flash one of these
Shot off a tripod - Prep, bad things come in threes
I'm a master wit' the leash
Criticize my lines
I made nice wit' y'all advice, trust the vision's on the rise
Van Gogh: y'all paint me like I listen half the time
Bitch, this isn't by design
Never do we mention...
You named after a gimmick, was never too invested
Will disguise to gain eyes, pitiful intention
But he's gettin' what he wanted, but it's medical attention
This ain't Battle of the Vets, it's a battle of the death
I'm never rattle, Prep just battle, got his apple gettin' stretched
Put him in the ER - (*long, sharp gasp*) - gaspin' for his breath
They ain't teachin' you to swim and they yell "Paddle" on your chest!
Bitch, this cat is from the West
Grind upliftin'
Your time's up, rhymes stuck, get lined up vicious
Roy Jones: showboat and you gon' wind up different
Bitch, pine box liftin'
I can't let the Town lose
I'm drawin' hopscotch, Prep: let's just set the ground rules
Plottin' n***a found you, path won't work
This is Yoda talkin': I'mma get the last word first
In the black vert' skrrt
When the mask down, worry
Your past sound passed down
You blast round, "Jersey"
All those pics is Portrait Mode: your background blurry
I'mma step into the Garden
These vets achievin' stardom?
Three battles, six weeks - y'all thought Prep would be a problem!?
I'm professional
Let you know...burner is this big
Leg shot, the kickback turned to a shin dig (shindig)!
I ain't wanna do it! (*chuckles*)
If you plottin' somethin', prove it
Cave his chest in, you'll get wheezy (Weezy) first - (*gasp*) - that's just Undisputed
I'mma Skip to somethin' Sharp(e)
You overpower when you rap
This is one round, baby, and know I'm comin' back
These are gems I am givin' you
Know what you listenin' to
Today's the last time you will witness a miracle
[Round 1: Prep]
You got robbed? That's honestly what you feel happened to you last week?
You watched 25 slip through your hands
That "robbed" narrative is a damn reach
You went from bein' the favorite to bein' pushed behind
The last thing a Kennedy should ever wanna do is take the backseat!
Actually, it's a little change to the story
Tony Bro and Goodz picked you, Meth picked him
All you needed was her to make up the void
This ain't the lane for you, boy!
They can't market you!
How can E sell (Ezal) if he flipped when it came to the 40!?
Things'll get gory
I want this n***a to think I'm soft
Drama, go from minor to major, like I changed the course
I ain't been here since I battled Loso!
Didn't think I would take a loss
Missed my last shot, so they gave me E
I guess I'm playin' H-O-R-S-E!
Gang involved, these n***as actually shooters
Go from 50 to 30: I'm passin' a Trooper!
Miss a shot, I spin the block, grabbin' the Ruger
This time? Machines in the whip: Back to the Future!
As for this loser? Bruh, I could really give you some game
Your pen? FIRE, but- but your delivery ain't
Presence, crowd control, shit you learn when you get on the stage
You never been on one, E (knee) - that's why you can't get 'em engaged!
This is the thing...I respect you bein' a activist
Givin' speeches to the youth, tryna save the children
I'm on the total opposite shit, so for me, it's gon' take a minute
The problem? He Magic Johnson
Y'all got this positive n***a in the league, and I ain't playin' wit' him!
I'm at the place he livin', tryna kick it in
He got the hinges tightened
Fuck that! .40, to get through the door, like ticket prices!
CHAOS! Ain't no Headshot!
What he get tonight is leg shot, between the opp' shins (options): I'm indecisive
Don't get my kindness confused for weakness
Know what's important
Your dome'll be pourin'
Miss a payment, I'm at your brother home while he yawnin'
Since he already owe (radio), I'm airin' E bro (Ebro) in the Morning
Should've ignored 'em
You just took a loss, you shoulda sat down
P called, said, "We got Geechi, Rum, Danny, and on that coast, EK is the next out."
(*click*) I'm upset
How, we dealin' with the biggest pandemic in the world, and y'all bringin' up the West now (Nile)?
Check the files! See who all died to me first
For a Budget, I'll stop your Enterprise when it hurts (Hertz)
Addin' you to the list of n***as I killed! Prob'ly the worst!
Bad Boys II, they found ecstasy in corpses
They gon' find E wit' dead n***as when they go through my body of work!
FIRST, it ain't what you say, it's how you say it why you ain't got the looks
That boring-ass flow why we don't wanna watch you cook
If it wasn't for Geechi, Rum, Coffee vouchin' for you, you would not be booked
Be happy you got that C-section, 'cause your delivery is hard to push
The bloggers put up a question, sayin' why I wasn't on Ultimate Madness 1 or 2
I shoulda been all in the picture
It woulda been too easy (Eazy): I spar wit' the killas
Smack knew when the tournament started, Prep would be a problem for all of you n***as
Time!
[Round 2: Emerson Kennedy]
Of course you right...
Lemme start this next round, n***a - them shorts too tight
Hold on...

[Prep]
Pause, bro, pause

[Emerson Kennedy]
I got punches...schemes...quick lines to flame you
This time will change you, I mix styles in tangles
Four bars, then a personal...this why I'm fatal
I know how to tally marks: every fifth line's an angle
I'm not knowin' who to trust, but I'm knowin' you is sus'
Did that Kobe dedication in your battle - cue this up
"He brought us back in the Finals"
Your statement's true as fuck
One question in that lesson, Prep: tell me, who is "us?"
You from Baltimore, Maryland
Stop the loud statements
You a gimmick-havin' n***a usin' death for clout-chasin'
Right hand about-face him, then I let a buck hit you
Show up to the wake just to act like I fuck wit' you
Groupie-ass n***a, emotions, he's performin' 'em
Y'all only claim these West Coast n***as in memoriam
So flowers, I need more of 'em, or shit, just gimme theirs
Knife in your head, Prep - now, we just splittin' hairs
GOAT status, gettin' there, grew up gettin' pies off
Pre-pandemic, we was eatin' off the sidewalk
Read him in the blind dark, and ask a question to you:
That "Prep" name gimmick your idea, or was it Nunu?
'Cause you was dressin' really clever
Smack started starvin' him
But then took off the sweaters, and was never on the card again (cardigan)
And now it's gettin' cold...
Switchin' up your stock
That image had to drop, boy, the business had to stop
Mama said I would change history...I'm livin' through her thoughts
Because now I am the Kennedy that's givin' you the shot!
Bitch, the living proof forgot, E at the top-top
He, gettin' mop-mopped
This, is the hotbox
There's no one at his funeral, Corona, doors get lock-lock
His family gotta watch his fuckin' box drop on Dropbox!
His death is downloaded!
Your death is downloaded, I might remove the trash
Pitch swift, recoup the bag
I'm just tryna 'ccrue a stash
Seein' red 'til the bread is what Lux and Tsu just had
Grinding's in my genes (jeans), period...I want it super bad (Superbad)
Boy, I'm cookin' like I do
You switched your look from shy to cool
Thought that prep look would get looks, but took you out the loops
Now that bow ties in your battles are just lookin' like a noose
There's Uncle Tom-min' in your stylin', Prep, a spot that you neglect
What type of n***a wears a sweater and ties a knot around his neck?
And you ain't spottin' disrespect?
That karma's really deadly
Your heart is bein' emptied, but your karma's really trembly
You dress like a house slave all the time...but callin' me a preppie
And that's flattery - I'd rather be a Carlton than Geoffrey
'Cause we both was in the mansion, and set the tone with laughter
But I'm the one that's labeled a nerd, but he calls everyone a "Master"
Bitch, that's what I'm disaster
Gems I am givin' you...
Gems I am givin' you
And this the last time you had witnessed a miracle
[Round 2: Prep]
Aye, Cor', I been watchin' y'all for years, but this what y'all taught me, bruh
I'm tired of these pro-Black activist hypocrite n***as
Y'all be blowin' my mind
Breonna Taylor killers still free
You wanna protest, but won't even ride
Man, they won't get a trial!
No hearing, for the death (deaf)
And all you wanna do is hold up a sign!
I won't even lie, I did my homework, and it occurred to me
You tweeted, "Don't give 'em a reason to shoot"
You don't know the amount of rage that surged through me
To protect us, to serve us is their duty
But you want me to comply, stand by, while the 12 killin' (h)ours like the Purge movie!
Yours truly want us to be conscious!
They only see convicts, not people!
You tryna open my third eye!? I don't know if I'mma open these two!
Between you and me!? The difference is unlimited
You went to a private school, your dad and your mom rich as shit!
You educated yourself on Black issues in the community
I really had to live in it!
I applaud you for protestin'!
Frontline, some of the realest shit!
But you can't hold up a picket sign when you grew up behind a PICKET FENCE!
This is it! You visited
It was like, one summer, I was 13
I swear it felt like I was just gettin' by
At this point, if I lost somebody else, I prob'ly wouldn't cry
Rest in Peace TJ, D Fresh, Mike Mike, (*kiss*) Lil Fang
Every day of that summer felt like somebody died
Teacher asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I said, "Alive!"
You feel the vibes? I need you to focus and listen
I'm a fan of what you do outside of battle rap
Givin' speeches to the kids so they don't go in the system
But I don't really get it
You battled Jey The Nitewing with blonde hair and African clothes
This whole shit is twisted!
One line, you Sharif, the next line, you holdin' a Biscuit
Man, you so CONTRADICTIVE!
You can't wear a Dashiki, creep wit' a tre (Tray), and tell me, "Don't Be a Menace!"
Most of you n***as - you activist n***as - think talkin' gon' get us some justice
Your mind ain't like mine
A cop take our lifeline, first thing you do, put a hashtag on a timeline
Your daddy is Black, your mother is not Black
That's somethin' you try and hide
You cannot be pro-Black and your wife is not Black!
That shit don't give me the right vibes!
I'm all for you bein' a Trailblazer, but every time I look at your Dame, I see your white side (Whiteside)!
What type time you on? Only activist when the law cuff us?
How can you be in love with a race responsible for our shortcomings?
All that Huey Newton shit you preach...and you marry a white bitch?
What's wrong, brother!?
How could a n***a that studied Hue' pick the wrong color!?
Only God judge us!
You went from a ponytail to blonde hair to braids
You change your image a lot
You went from a Christian to Muslim, now you atheist
You change your religion a lot
You don't know what to do with your Faith, like when Biggie saw her in that picture wit' 'Pac!
I had a different stock!
They lost sight of me before
Lost faith in me, too many nights I took a loss
I saw n***as leave SMACK, burn bridges, fight to get back on!
All over politics, we don't like to get involved!
Fans tellin' me I should be higher than where I'm at
I ain't fallin' for that Battle Rap Trap - I'm right (Write) Where I Belong
Time, n***a

[Round 3: Emerson Kennedy]
This the reason I took this battle, so bear wit' me...
I owe Caffeine a lot...more than URL
See, life had cornered me a cell and Smack afforded me the bail
I'm payin' rent in punchlines, schemin' while I'm dreamin'
Now a Utah n***a...givin' 'em somethin' to believe in
You can make it to SMACK, baby
Anything is possible
And I'm tryna celebrate...'til I learned Twork was in that hospital
I'm hurtin' wit' that obstacle, 'cause that's a bad occurrence
Best performer in our sport, and he still don't have insurance
He got 20 million views, still can't crack the budget
All of that exposure, and they say he lack the coverage
Health is wealth, my kings and queens
The punishment is wrong
I mean, imagine donatin' to a GoFundMe for LeBron
Rappers, that's what we up on, kings get paid like pawns
And I'm not one for makin' excuses, I pray the truth just makes it strong
Progression is a must, but is we vettin' who we trust?
I say sell those fuckin' NOME trailers and make sure Twork was blessed as fuck
But I guess the Caffeine checks is cuffs
You know, the profit is accruin'
And now to these debacles, Avocado ain't included
I know the sponsors won't approve this, but he started a new movement
I know it's right to cut him now, but is it foul wit' how we movin'?
I am grateful for the plates
Caffeine has got me crackin'
It's just a double-edged sword when I see the skills they lackin'
Me and Holmzie started blackin', elicitin' reaction
Second round, the tech went down, I'm like, "Don't tell me this is happenin'
All the money on this matchin', please don't do this now
Did we truly lose the sound?"
"EK, please recoup the round"
In all that stressin', I had a question...
I know it's rude to do this now
But why the fuck ain't Caffeine have to do a Proving Grounds?
See, listen...'cause this is our status quo, but it's not for rappers, though
'Cause with that first Genesis stream, we'd consider that a choke, right?
But they takin' Avo's spot...right?
But they takin' Avo's spot...
Are we just huntin' for the bucks?
And if the money's all that matters, can they pay to replace a Lux?
I mean, that blanket statement's tough, but our banking statements up
But if we chain to all that change, can we refrain from changing us?
And did we forget about Corona, on Avocado roof?
Gave us three months of content, then followed by a boot
Look, I'm acknowledgin' the truth, I'm knowin' when in doubt
But how are judges judgin' streams that are goin' in and out?
And your guess is good as mine...
I'm not throwing you a tantrum
I approve of Caffeine - we just goin' through expansion
Your presence is really needed, I'm knowing you ain't plan this
But this is battle rap, where we are holding you to standards
See, the golden truth is candid, and I'm not gonna fight back
I owe Caffeine a lot, so I'm not runnin' like that
I owe Caffeine for this platform, that wanted my raps
Now, Caffeine, admit to me you owe me 25 racks
Bitch, the gun in my lap! I'm fuckin' wit' ya filler
I am done wit' these bums, now I'm huntin' for a Chilla
Black something gonna peel ya
Bitch, the death can be revealin'
I'll be right here waitin'...if they let me in the building
This about accountability, and I'mma count it on us
And if I ever drop the ball, Smack, please feel free to call me on it
These are gems I am givin' you
Know what we listenin' to
Today's the last time we had witnessed a miracle, n***a

[Round 3: Prep]
You write movies? Cool...
You movin' up now
Remember I wanted to be in one of your movies?
Told you I'd hit you soon as I touched down?
You let me read a script, didn't call me back...
Tough crowd
Didn't like my audition back then...(*swoo*) let's see if I make the cut now
No crowd, now they can tell who really pennin' it
I'm at him (atom), wit' no gas - you out your element
Whole clip, they gon' think I'm COVID-testin' him
Stick and (in) the nose, just waitin' for somethin' negative!
It's evident I shouldn't even compete wit' this bum
Bet you thought I would come in here and sleep on you, huh?
It's a fire drill: I know you not a threat, but I'mma treat you like one
I need this one, bruh, been too long
What y'all expect?
Used to go crazy before, then it lost respect
Fuck that! Back to postal, like the wrong address
You got kicked out of the tournament! They were all upset!
Even though you been on a run, E knows (runny nose) the coffin (coughin') next
Brought a TEC, brand-new look: it's a makeover
Strap, got it in secure (Insecure): it's a ray (Issa Rae) on it
BANG on him!
All that tweetin' will take your life away
You and that keyboard make me feel some type of way
Long-range, sniper way
Or up close, the rifle spray
DE, AR, 80, K: sound like a license plate!
Might just make...me pull a pistol at him
BAH! BAH! BAH!
Got him feelin' himself, if E go (ego) trippin' again!
This is pretend!
I been through pain, n***a, the worst kind
Geechi said, "When it's real, you can tell - you can see it in his-"
I ain't feelin' this nerd vibe
The look in my eyes wild (Oswald) - that's how Kennedy died the first time!
Hurt mine? That I won't allow you to do
Whole pound I'mma shoot
Go from .50 to .30: it's the Fountain of Youth
I'll hunt him down wit' a deuce
Man, I'll pick up EK wit' the AR like alphabet soup!
That interview you did wit' HipHopIsReal, you told Knowledge I was the PG that inspired your pen
Now it's personal...
They chose my style over E's (ovaries)...
Plus, sent the (placenta) n***a I gave birth to!
Why don't you use your real name? Your Muslim name...Asahd
Yeah, I know more than I should about most you rappers
Your dome gets splattered, by a .9
Nah! MAC (Mac) for Asahd (a side) like a soul food platter
How they, gon' promote you after? This a clean sweep
E light - why y'all put him against elite?
N***a, we street! And that mean we don't talk
Eagles, Hawks, the birds (Byrds) dirty: Ozark!
I hit him from a mile away, the chrome spark
New scope, lock on E side (Eastside): Joe Clark!
It's yo' fault...why your mother daughter gettin' two from the 'K
If this erase sis' (racist), it'll Ruin Your Day!
You dug your grave
They seen you die and ain't know how, n***a
But fuck that moment of silence - I'm a Loud n***a
Loud, man