[Round 1: Nu Jerzey Twork]
I shook his pride!
Like, "Twork comin'. Look alive."
He died with his eyes wide open, the n***a look alive
It's time, shorty
All eyes on him
You gonna get up here, and instead of givin' God glory
You gonna try and tell my story
Tell these people all my sins
And turn around and ask, "What would Jesus do?"
Die for it
Slide on him, then walk away
You won't even get to Judgement Day for an arbitrate
If God took everything from Job, we gon' see how much y'all can take
Let's see if you still live and die by the Fathеr like Marvin Gaye
I'mma spark the 'K
Just drop thе location
Jesus and guns, you do a lot, just not on occasion
And blasphemy is something He is not gonna play with
So let me get back from him
Cause God gonna strike him down and I do not wanna face it
Get at least 15 feet from the sinner (center): it's Shotgun Formation
What is your goal here in fact?
If you wasn't a Christian battler, I wouldn't mind all this chrome in ya rap
But you can't bring people to God with showin' 'em that
They like, "Jesus? I ain't goin' to Jesus. They just like us holdin' up str-"
There's a n***a right now doin' Fed time for drug charges, you could've showed him the path
He never seen Jesus turn water to wine
He seen his daddy turn coke into CRACK!
You bogus for that
On the son of God, you'se a son of a bitch
We got Carlos...Juan...Bedoya
The n***a with Imaginary Gun Bars he keep runnin' wit' the shit
Alright, let me try it out
I got Imaginary Gun Bars, I put 100 in the clip
And put Juan da (Wanda) Syke, ain't nothin' funny about this bitch
I'mma run up in ya shit
If I grab the K you gettin' shot
I'm talkin' SpongeBob, Pat-
You can have that imagination in a box
I'ma pop, drop, squeeze a Glock
It'll be a mess
¡Descansar en paz!
In peace you rest
Dear God, Jesus, I know he's a backslider, he turned from ya grace
But this Spanish n***a keeps seeking death
And one body part will get y'all back together
(*chk-chk*) The RICAN NECK! (reconnect)
I'ma squeeze the TEC
Hop out, squeezin' the drum
AK, pop rah-rah
Sounds like I'm speakin' in tongues
Slide down, Bigga .9, I was a fool with that chrome
Nah, nah, nah, Little .9, I was a fool with that chrome
I fucked around and sold that pipe, but the Deuce bigga, Lo'! (Deuce Bigalow)
I'm bangin' somethin'
You better get Jesus on the main line or get slain in public
He keep seein' the .357
You better at least know your angel number
You'll get slain for nothin'
It's gon' be pain and sufferin'
I'll line this n***a, slide past the crib, he don't even know who drivin' in it
I swear to God you'll never see inside what's driven
Until the windows roll down then you see the .9 I'm grippin'
And the Bible says you can't serve two masters, so I guess I'm a sinner
Cause yes I'm a Christian, but my tints are all 5%ers
Line this n***a
I'll be honest with him
Fuck this Christian!
You'se a sucka Christian
A busta Christian
A don't do nothin' if I touch you Christian!
I'M STRAPPED IN!!!!
I'll clap you in a COMA!
MADNESS! I could snap at any moment!
I'm a livewire, too!
.9 might shoot
You think I'm less of a Christian 'cause I'm not a Christian battler?
I'mma slide right through!
Of course I still walk by faith...
And sometimes I DRIVE BY TOO!
Jersey
[Round 1: Loso]
It’s obvious you ain’t good at dodgin' wreck
Which is crazy how for so long you avoided this test dummy
The nerve of this dude
Forgettin' how the doctors had to put metal in yo' skull so you can learn how to move
Remember who you standing in front of Raivon
The best angler in the game, I studied every verse you can use
You thought it was crazy how they put that plate inside of your head
Be patient, this plate bout to get surgical too
What up Raleigh?!
He just told you that he's strapped in, and what'd y’all respond with?
(I’ll clap you in a coma)
This is madness
Wait, lemme breath cuz
The fact y’all able to finish his lines better than he does
This is me bruh!
Clearly one of the very best
Why would I care if Jersey the logo of this league I just finished bodying Jerry W-
Bro I’m a threat
So don't ask if this a match I deserve
I elevated since Viixen, I’m talkin' cash, stock and worth
You died in front of Casey, and your stats dropped the worst
I showed I can dance with that white girl, you still tryin' to get back poppin' Twork (twerk)
Let’s work
I know Jakk knows about the word I’m reading, I’m bettin' he won’t get in my way, Jerz (wagers)
Even Smack know I’m here cause of the birth of Jesus
That’s why he put my presence In front of you and Maine, Jerz (manger)
Speaking of Maine, Jerz
You switched up after the Black Wealth, you could’ve got him a new chain, Jerz (changers)
But After smoking Drugz you been acting different, (blow smoke) must’ve been the strain, Jerz (strangers)
This ain’t a game Jerz
I’ll make you pay Jerz
They said I’m in trouble cause you a big dawg right
And then they put you in Great Dane Jerz (dangers)
Ayo, hey Jerz!
They not shocked when I start cookin', they know what I’m suppose to do
You get praise if you just finish your round and don’t start chokin' dude
In other words, it’s reversible they way we both approve
There’s a difference when Lo-so said a bar cause the bar set so low for you!
Who’s coaching you?
Battling every week, doin' work outta state
Then throwing money in the club, get this jerk out my face
That’s why Smack had to call me and it hurts now to say
As much as this bachelor party, we should’ve known twerk (Twork) outta cake
You a fake!
Stop lyin' to us, how ya .9 is tucked, or the Llamas bust
All I see is cappin' (cap in) Jerusalem, like a Yamaka
Your time is up
With all these different rhymes of how grippin' iron
I’m livid and trippin' on every minute that is trigger fire
But if you ain’t Bobby Boucher, then it’s just lies these dudes say
Cause that’s the only jersey (Jerzey) I ever seen with a bigger .9
But but but, my mama said, but but but mama said
Yo, tell your mother I ain’t need this battle!
The world knows me whether or not I get Raivon murked
My pen been wylin', and I ain’t Meg The Stallion, this Horse don’t need to make a name off Twork (twerk)
I heard!
You like to pillow talk, I said, "Oh word?"
Well for braggin' about smashing Coffee, I'ma fold Jerz! (Folders)
By throwin' bows first
Until his bones hurt
Until he starts feelin' fatigue
Aight, now I'ma talk to your soul, Jerz (soldiers)
It’s different when I’m prepared, killin' off of the bread
That means I earn (urn) every dollar, I’m living off of the dead
This is all in your head, I feel the boy's mislead
But since you don’t see the point of me pointin' out how you been appointed
I'ma pinpoint, how you disappointed instead
You dead!
I got charisma, punches and flow that's cold
I knew he was gonna lose round one, I just came here so you wouldn't
(lose ya soul)
[Round 2: Nu Jerzey Twork]
Whatchu got? Coffee on ya team?
What? That bitch under you?
You gon' make me put you and Coffee in a box; get comfortable
Let's get into these facts from the source
You know URL had to set up this match up of course
But let's go back further before SMACK was the source
You talk about me chokin' and losin' battles
But I recall Brizz Rawsteen beatin' the Jesus out you, you got actually torched
Then benched so long the fans didn't even want to see you back on the court
You took more backlash than Django, that was the first time we seen someone black on the Horse
Everything you do is inadequate
I done been with you, in clubs on Saturday nights, pissed drunk, cussin' up a storm
Facts! Watch you go to church, on Sunday, let's lose this actin' shit
Let's talk about what you do on SMACK and shit
When you on this stage it's "raise heaters"
When you go to church it's "Praise Jesus", dependin' on who you rappin' with
Then you come over here, you got guns you be shootin' ladders quick
Then you go to church it's "raise the dead" like you would do the Lazarus
I'm tryin' to tell you, you disgrace God cause when you use this ratchet shit
It's no room for the Father and Son like The Pursuit Of Happyness
I'll clap this bitch
You get murdered for that
The Bible speaks on the full body armor of God
Right?
And the words are exact
The helmet is salvation
The shield the faith
You put on the breast plate of righteousness I'm burnin' ya back
Shotgun, 30 will clap
But I can't leave my pump behind, like Cinderella after 12:00
Cause all these Horse's gon' turn into rats
I'ma clap
Tell Saga, "Son's sweet"
You can tell A. Ward I dump heat
You can tell that n***a Street Hymns...well he don't want beef
He gon' try to pull out the book of Jonah, but my funk's deep
And you know God let Jonah heal (Hill), I'ma have at least (21 Jump Street)
Dump heat
See fam' bleed, revolver, like the Old Testament, antique
Can's squeeze
You gon' tell me, "No weapon formed against me shall prosper"...man please
If I pull out this .40, Horses runnin', it'll be stampede
Shotgun, my ops get slumped
Glock'll dump
You give me the Scott Hall or the Scott Steiner, I'ma pop a pump
I'm Strapped In!!!
I'll clap you in a coma!
Madness!
(I could snap at any moment!)
I'll put a killin' on this clown
If I gotta come to that crooked ass church, I'm dealin' (Dylann) with this now
The pastor hit, the usher hit, even the children runnin' round
Even the deacon struck (deconstruct) THE WHOLE BUILDING COMING DOWN!
You get more out the clip
This Horsemen chasin' me so long I got a cult (colt) followin'
Loso, before you ever stand on ya pride with me, n***a you'll swallow it
I'll take the Horse's teeth out his mouth, like George Washington
I'll pop this bitch
I'll take ya life if you try Twork
The Four Horsemen jump in, there's hearses right at my mom church
This n***a A. Ward try me, I'ma grab the pipe and the .9 burst
You know how this Four Brother shit go, the white one die first!
[A. Ward] That's why you duckin' me
[Nu Jerzey Twork] Shut the fuck up!
[A. Ward] That's why you duckin' me! That's why you duckin' me!

[Nu Jerzey Twork]
The white one dies first...

{Twork looks at A. Ward and smiles. A. Ward hands Twork a bottle of water. Twork drinks, gives the bottle back to A. Ward and they shake hands.}

[Nu Jerzey Twork]
The white one dies first
Skuuuurt
I'ma show you what a thug 'bout
Don't you got a battle with a n***a named "Tubbs" after me?
Guns out
Won't be seeing the Reverend in (and) the tub (Tubbs) no mo'; Run's House
I'ma put a Ruger to ya head and use it
You talkin' down on me like your group got the better movement
Talkin' 'bout the Bloods, but the 'Ru's will get it wet up [?] shit
(whoop whoop)
Do you want a revolution?!
Jersey!

[Round 2: Loso]
Ayo Twork, I need you to tell yo' God fearing mother, "Thank you", for all the work that she’s puttin' in
She try to raise you the right way, but that’s a fight that she couldn’t win
I feel bad for her too, she knew at a young age it was lookin'
Grim
Now she stay up late every night, watchin' my battles to see what her son could’ve been
You should’ve been
Studyin' the rounds that I had for Chess
I gave you props for not turning into a disaster (Dizaster) with an active (Aktive) set
Let me guess
Y’all wanna know if him going to the dark side made me start snappin'; yes
Like a Lil Nas X video
Cause ever since I saw Twork in (twerkin') with the devil, I knew I had to start snappin' next (necks)
Listen
Man, you a mess
Every time you bounce
I think of ya whole life how you’ve jumped around undercover
You a Christian that turn hypocrite
Your family isn’t proud of you brother
Cause you got older, met your idols, then started BOAW-ing (bowing) to others!
You a sucka
Talkin' 'bout, last round, "I read the Bible"
Good, me too, but I decided to read mine
And you like Peter
Every time you let your Piru gang get in your mind and keep lyin'
Tellin' you turn away from Jesus, more than twice just seems odd
How a Ru’s the (rooster) last thing he heard before he denied Him three times
Like …. Skrrrrrr
Wait, what he like to do? Skrrrrrr!
Wa-wa-wait, you like to use more speed when you movin'
So let's Skkrrrrrrr, bro you don’t get PTSD when you do this?
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
Tellin' Verb that none of your mother sermons ever worked
It was all darker, Paul Walker, how ya life took a turn for the worst
Brother Twork
You spoke that into existence, now in his career it has Jersey shook
Cause whether we talkin' 'bout the accident or the Casey battle, I know he regrets that wrong turn he (tourney) took
Man look Raivon
God is worthy of every rhyme so would you please correct
What got you Jerseying every time and show these leagues respect
Look it Ray Ray
I ain’t even gotta open the Bible to know why He’s upset
You keep getting booked with the shortest verse and that’s why Jesus wept
I bet
Some of y’all ain't get that
That’s okay I, prepped fam'
But if you want, you can read about it in the story of Lazarus
Which is also where you can find that Ray’s (raise) a dead man!
I said fam'!
I could buck a tool
Dump a few
But why put a piece (peace) up if I could chuck the duece
Listen bro, I've been saved by the Lord, I’m on something true
Plus that’s the old man Jerzey (jersey), like Uncle Drew
Speakin' of family, they already knew about this jumpin' fool
Said there’s a Christian rapper with some guns to shoot
I said, "Nothing new."
My mother’s brother asked me which book in the Bible shows the God who created Twork (twerk), I told my Uncle, Luke
Man I don’t know what’s up wit' you
Cause I am not the one, keep all that other stuff for them other Christians
Them sucka Christians
Them don’t do nothin' when you touch them Christians
Cause I’ll snuff you-
Hold on, wait
Y’all don’t think it’s weird how Smack brought the ring girls back on Twork’s return?
Well that’s saying somethin'
Probably cause he knows they both be at events holdin' the card up sayin' nothin'
So if you a Christian rapper, then be a Christian rapper, don’t put the rapper first, and throw the Christian after
You bum
Time

[Round 3: Nu Jerzey Twork]
Let's bless the room
{blade swipe to Loso's torso}
Let's cut the Bull
Nah, nah, nah I'm fuckin' witchu
I was really supposed to battle A. Ward, you was the substitute
But I know you gave him some of them lines so fuck ya group
In the Bible, Moses had a speech impediment, and his brother Aaron had to write for him, that become the truth
Cause now your brother Aaron gotta- okay it's nothin' new
Up the tool

{Twork points to A. Ward} His name Aaron

Up the tool
You a heathen and you know it
You even had me fooled, had me believin' for a moment
But you gon' end up in the same Hell that you condemn these sinners to, no matter what you speakin' in ya slogan
You said you got, "charisma, punches and a flow that's- cold."
And you gon' need it where you goin'
Let's bring the word to this scrub
He talk about me bein' Piru
But in the first plague even God turned the water to blo-
Don't try it with him
We got the n***a from Bullpen Over Bull shhh, but he loud wit' his pen
In the fifth plague God killed all the live stock and here go some Bulls dyin' again
You loud witcha pen
You comply with ya sin
This ain't God you reppin', you not a reverend
You got the whole book upside down; George Bush at 9/11
I slide with weapons, I'm talkin' Larkin come out
Cause this the same n***a called me like, "John John tryin' to only give me $400 and take 20%"
Look how you talk to me now?
I told you back then, SMACK had to pay me racks and there ain't no talkin' me down
You've been sinnin' since the beginnin', even every commandment start with a "Thou'"
I'm walkin' him down...

{Twork goes over to JB to get his mic fixed on his collar}
You better not use no wire rebuttals like that other thing

I'm walkin' him down, you got's to wear it
A regular testimony won't get my sympathy, I'm not for carin'
You need my respect and you will earn it, I don't care what this prophet (profit) sharin'
Y'all need to stop comparin', cause he can't fuck wit' me
Neither can the Four Horsemen, they all fuckin' sweet
Tell me what the Horsemen did in the Bible; nothin' meek
Jesus went to Jerusalem on a donkey, so if he didn't need a Horse, then why the fuck should we?
I'ma up the piece

{cut's his round short}

Jersey

[Round 3: Loso]
So URL asked predictions for this battle, they asked some of the big rappers
Now before I respond, I want y'all to know I respect everybody's opinion when it comes to this matter
But what pissed me off was when they gave their quick answers
How they mixed slander in with a little bit laughter
So you know what I decided to do?
Take all of they comments and break it down in this chapter
Cause I done met a lot battle rappers in the world with the IT factor…
But you the first battle rapper I ever met: with the IF factor
"IF Twork tries and really sticks to the blueprint"
"IF Twork brings three rounds then this Christian is losing"
"IF Twork cares-" yo, y’all not sick of excuses?
Or better yet, when y’all dance do y’all even listen to music?
Cause how can y’all get behind a Twork (twerk) with no grind that isn’t hip to the movement
Stupid! Stupid!
Talkin' 'bout ya stock still higher than mines?
How he can’t even rap a verse
When the last he had drive, Shotgun?
Man, take a back seat, I’ve been passing Jerz (passengers)
Listen bro, how are you a legend?
When you've done nothing to be praised for?
Bringing 0 as a King like you Russell with the Lakers
This ain’t the stuff ya mother prayed for
Runnin' with a banger
Got ya car (Carr) clapped up like a huddle with the Raiders
I get it jumpin' out the gate; oh this gon cut him like it’s Vega
You used to tussle with the greatest, doin' customers a favor
But it comes full circle, when you in touch with the Creator
You started the Boaw (bowel) Movement
Threatening anyone small and testin' (small intestine)
And now they can’t stomach yo' behavior!
It’s major!
Believe it bro
You being a purse snatcher, just shows how bad that you need a Coach
I know
You like lie to consumers
How you’ve tried to improve, but
Time after time after time you abused them
By chokin' every battle, but won’t die cause they use to
Havin' yo' back at the core like the Heimlich Maneuver
You loser
You got these folks in awe and it is so appalled
How they defend you every time that you choked and lost
Always bringing up the pros like, "Yo he got the strongest bars."
But I just see the cons in Jerzey (jersey), that's The Longest Yard
You a fraud
Look I thank God everyday, you survived when your vehicle flipped up, sittin' in dripped blood
But the fans were not being insensitive when they assumed that this is another battle the kid ducked
Cause he done cried wolf so many times we ain’t believe him 'til he posted a pic up
Which is normal, not thinking Jerzey (jersey) was authentic until you seen it stitched up
Kid what?
You are not a boss to me
Matter of fact, scratch that, I kind of want them all to see
Nome 7 versus Mike is where I realized your talk was cheap
Cause if you was really Strapped In, you wouldn’t have buckled the minute you saw Pulice (police)
You weak
Yo y’all remember when he fought that URL staff member, then the next day he lost to Geechi
Well prolly not, cause he’s been throwing big opportunities away, I bet lifting Norbes was easy
But easy, cause I done seen this king
Come up with some of the meanest schemes
Like that big Berretta, he added 15 to her and gave her a quincenera
And now he can’t even remember a Sweet 16
Bro please
What you mean
I would never deny his elevation
Or the rhymes he pen with greatness
But I knew it was time to educate him
When y’all crowned him as the breath of fresh air, and he was on stage hyper ventilatin'
Bro you know what?
Y'all should be celebratin'
Rappers like The Horsemen who come to every battle with charisma, punches and a flow that’s cold
I knew you was gonna lose the battle, I just came here so you wouldn't lose yo' soul