[Round 1: Zig Zag]
Yo’ weird ass went on Dutch radio…
Said this would be a clear body
Pretty much the battle wouldn’t drop and it’d be a total loss
So I said, “Fuck it”
Brought a clip full of unimportant shit, just to blow it off
So it ain’t gon’ be no open casket
It’s gon’ look like yo’ ass got hit wit’ a bowling ball
All y’all gon’ see is a big round…hole in (holdin’) his head like he dozin’ off
But peep how I do a n***a
Beam on a ratchet, how I pursue a n***a
This bitch go in a trunk
Now who woulda thought this lil’ ray could roof (Rae Carruth) a n***a?
The shit make me laugh when you talk about guns and your team full of shooters, n***a
Shit, I got two Clippers and a Blazer by the calves (Cavs)
Come meet the hoopers, n***a!
You can get these two Desert Eagles
They both registerеd, so by law, I’m totin’ a pair of legals (paralegals)
And I move litеrally
They some Heavy D’s, so when I squeeze, it get dum-dum-diddily
See, I don’t care if you Team Homi-
(*Lexx chuckles*)
Heavy D?
I don’t care if you Team Homi
Ironically, how you got on the squad is the only thing that’s killin’ me
‘Cause nothin’ about you says “homicide”
Your swag says Dragon Ball Z, Pokemon cards, your mom’s name on your utilities
So just ‘cause you Team Homi, that don’t give you no green light to be actin’ tough and shit
And Dutch, you put up 100 bucks for this?
I’ll snatch that money bag (Money Bagz) like “He ain’t sign up for this!”
And I don’t care if you fuckin’ mixed!
Wake up!
I don’t care if you fuckin’ mixed
[Lexx Luthor]
Homi

[Zig Zag]
I don’t care if you fuckin’ mixed
‘Cause knowin’ them tables turn and you get the test at my pride
I’mma be the one stuffin’ shells…
Yeah, workin’ harder than your Mexican side
And this TEC on my side got a beam across the front
I call it “Knight Ride”
A gun butt’ll split his melon and (melanin) watch Miami heat up your White side (Whiteside)
They call me “Zig Zag”
Zig ‘cause Z’s a G
Said to make that extra point like a P.A.T
I’m a Thriller, n***a
You better be B-A-D
You sparred wit’ the Man in the Mirror? Well, he ain’t me

[Round 1: Lexx Luthor]
You look like Head I.C.E’s little brother, Foot Water
(*A ripple of laughter goes across the surrounding crowd, and it takes them about 15 seconds to settle down*)
I said, what’s good, pimpin’?
My stovetop vers’ your microwave: we cook different
This the Ultimate Rap League, huh?
We hood spittin’
So I brought a rhyme book like your dead grandparents: good writtens (riddance)!
You remind me of Hannibal Lecter ‘cause you stay munchin’ out the thots (thoughts)
I’ve been listenin’ to 2Pac since Legos
That’s why I’m thuggin’ on the block
Parking garage filled wit’ flypaper: I be buggin’ out a lot
Y’all seen Small Soldiers?
I’m ‘bout action - figures I’d be punchin’ out the box!
I said, whassup, Lowercase E. Ness?
I be buggin’ for fun
I used to watch Cory on SMACK DVD, and I’m still fuckin’ wit’ guns (Gunz)
You said you was gon’ test white?
Man, you just bumpin’ your gums
Get it? To test white, you put a bump in your gums?!
I was in North Carolina - that’s where I caught his ass
Call of Duty campin’, in the tallest grass
You know that thing people had on they wall in the ‘90s?
The talkin’ bass?
“Don’t worry, be happy”
I’ll let it sing while he walkin’ past!
You ain’t seen the plug cookin’ like this since hot plates
Why I’m always rappin’ ‘bout Naruto?
I got the sauce, ‘K? (Sasuke)
Remember what happened when Beanie Sigel got shot? Great
Rock Lee vers’ Gaara: the barrel’ll make him drop weight!
I always keep tools in my pants like the Rugrats
And I’ll let ‘em call from deep like WhatsApp
But I’ll still get up close - fuck thaaaaat
Just to let it lick on his chin…WHASSAAAAAAAP!?
He told his last opponent. “I won’t choke on this, sucka, I don’t lollygag”
Oh. My. Pause! You’se a bati fag!
To kill your whole league, I don’t need a shotty blast or a karate class
I’ll just pull this TEC-9 (Tech 9) and put the whole Body Bag in a body bag!
(*Lexx gets called for time*)
That is not two minutes

[Zig Zag]
Time, my round

[Lexx Luthor]
No, it’s not

[Zig Zag]
Time, my round

[Lexx Luthor]
I got 10 more seconds on that shit, bruh

[Zig Zag]
(*pointing at someone standing behind him and Lexx*)
He’s the timekeeper

[P]
(*from off-camera*)
N***a, you got the first anyway!

[Lexx Luthor]
Bruh, you stay screamin’ “3BL!”
That makes me sick inside
‘Cause you really from Spit Dat Heat
Don’t be a bitch and lie
You with Billz now ‘cause Milltown’s division died
No wonder they call you “Zig Zag”
You got a name off switchin’ sides!
(*Lexx gets called time for real*)

AYE, WE AGREED to not cut us off in the beginning of this battle! Both of us!
And now that you losin’, you bein’ a ho, callin’ time!
Now that you losin’-!

[Round 2: Zig Zag]
Over the last few years in battle rap, the only thing I seemed to build up was a Napoleon complex
And whoever told you otherwise was obviously tryna dupe Lexx
He’ll get slammed on his face and lose all his teeth
You’ll be forced to eat a soup, Lexx
Soon as you flex, to put the hammer on these (knees) n***as is just a reflex
It’s like buyin’ a ride how I use(d) all those (autos) and get ‘em for cheap, Lex(x)
And I can pull a few strings, Lexx
I’ll get your whole team killed over disrespect
So if this ain’t workin’ out, then both Lexx (BowFlex) and his clique get stretched
My mission? Death
For all those that follow this n***a Lexx
That means I’ll even set the trail on fire
I’m Crystal Meth in the flesh!
See, I really hate you, Lexx
Find out you bringin’ that Wraith through, Lexx
I’ll snatch your ki’s (keys)
That mean - EERRRRRRT! - scrape you, Lex(x)
After you get hooked on and drug, not even the Tash Clash can save you, Lexx
‘Cause we gon’ smoke him and then we rollin’
I’ll gateway you, Lexx
And that just mean after I pass him a L, he (E) goin’ straight to (two) X
But I ain’t into name-flippin’
I took a pledge to cap a n***a who think he ‘caine-flippin’
I’ll address him with a pound like I’m finna dap a n***a, then let the flame blip him
But since you white, let me explain, n***a
See, in Black fraternities, the well-dressed n***as? That be the Kappa n***as
But on the flip side, whenever you dress well, they call you “dapper”, n***a
But you a Facebook thug
He even went on Twitter and tried to add a n***a
I’m the type to send a direct message
Meanin’ my initial response is to get at (@) the n***a!
You know what happens, n***a
They ain’t gotta ask “Who Shot Ya?” or “Did he (Diddy) go in his pockets?” ‘til it ain’t a penny left
‘Cause after Black Rob ya, paradin’ the body ‘round the city is no Biggie, Lexx!
BaRazor shit
Body Bag

[Round 2: Lexx Luthor]
I said, Gwen Stefani featuring M.I.M.S…
No Doubt I’m Hot
Different Styles to kickin’ down doors
I really know ‘bout the locks (L.O.X)
You don’t get views ‘cause you cookie-cutter and can only flow ‘bout some Glocks
Amber Rose: this pussy won’t shine on the ‘Net ‘til he grows out the box
(‘Cause her pussy was hairy)
Swamp Thing got it out the mud
Don’t get laid in the dirt
You soiled yourself, get to changin’ your skirt
Big sniper rifle, I just aim it and burst
I’ll put a Scope on your chest like…”Fuck! I got toothpaste on my shirt!”
I said, your mother got a UFC Fight Pass and a cold sore
Bitch taught you to go blow-for-blow: she a coke whore
See, spendin’ money and Pokémon bars is all that I’m known for
Fuck it…I’m ballin’ ‘til I blow up like a Voltorb
We all play video games
Don’t act like you ain’t get leveled before
Halloween decorations: you was dead at the door!
Billz…
Where Billz at?
Billz said I’mma lose ‘cause I’m a league owner and a nerd
Well, let’s settle the score
I played Yu-Gi-Oh at my events
You just jealous my cards are better than yours
Legends don’t usually battle wack rappers
But shouts to P for the move
I couldn’t stomach this plate, but believe me, ya (bulimia) not eatin’ my food
I could flip you a bird or flip you the bird
I keep a P on the roof
Mike Tyson: I got punches and keys to the coupe (coop)
Fuck BaRazors! I heard your crew talkin’ shit
Team Homi, these our streets, and I’ll shoot off a clip
He thought we was rollin’ joints as soon as dude saw the grip
‘Cause Zig Zag folded right before Glu’ caught a lick

Is anybody gonna call time on me sometime soon?
I mean, I’ll keep goin’, but I know how y’all feel wit’ these two minutes
(Just go - you got 30 seconds)

I said, I’ll run up in your crib and show your bae my strap
Then draw on your Spawn like a Daylyt tat’
I don’t fuck wit’ Zig Zag…straight like that!
And if you make a face, after I slap you, it’s gon’ stay like that!

[Round 3: Zig Zag]
I’m the type of n***a that’ll kidnap your WCW
Wit’ a AR and her son (Arn Anderson)
Yeah, I could bring the Horsemen back
But since y’all think Lexx is (Lex’s) special, I’ll make sure to a body my arms attack
But see, I ain’t come here for the pen (pin)
Nah…came to dislodge every bone across your back
So you gettin’ put to rest’ll…this’ll all end after I torture r-
Man, fuck all of that!
I could do a Lex scheme that’s way more harder than that
Don’t think for one goddamn minute…
‘Cause you’re up here sweatin’ a lot
That I was worried about this PG or stressin’ ‘cause my last PG wasn’t destined to drop
‘Cause bitch, I went retarded
And I knew I would come back snappin’
And all I’m sayin’ is I don’t give a damn if Lexx is (Lex’s) special or not
I ain’t the type to fold under pressure
Meanin’ if you ever see me shoulder-press ya, it’s ‘cause it’s a shotty on ‘em
And before I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders, I’ll put a body on ‘em!
I’ll feed him .22 pellets
It’s like rabbit food is all this n***a eats
Or you could face a Wesson
Taste-testin’: he bit a piece
Or I’ll use the knife work
You’ll get stuck in action like a figurine
And that just mean everything I needed to kill you was already within my jeans
But think both David Banners
Meanin’ you better keep it positive, rap, ‘cause you don’t want me to channel my inner beast!
Now my third eye got good vision
Could see through all this bullshit you kickin’, bruh
And I refer to my internal scandal as Thor’s hammer
‘Cause it’s like only I can pick it up
And you think ‘cause your mans ran Hazey out of a building, we supposed to think this n***a tough?

[Lexx Luthor]
Rainbow Princess

[Zig Zag]
Shit, when it was Tapedeck that took the n***a shine, I mean, we ain’t seen you steal off on a n***a once!
See, I really be around n***as who lost a chain
So word to Red, I’ll get him Deebo-checked
Give him that whippin’, then snatch his drive: I’ll repo Lexx
And this’ll put money down, and she off the lot
So you don’t wanna owe me no debts
‘Cause I told (towed) n***as befo’
If it ain’t got shit to do wit’ stealin’ cars, then cease, though, Lexx
But now Lexx gettin’ killed and shit
You look like a pill-popper
N***a, who fill your scripts?
I’ll pull up wherever he sell to Lexx and get Lexx’s dealer shipped (Lexus dealership)
And this what y’all got me dealin’ wit’?

(*Zig Zag gets called for time*)

[Lexx Luthor]
No, no, let him go
It’s just for fun
Thanks for comin’ out

[Zig Zag]
I’ll pull up wherever he sell to Lexx and get Lexx’s dealer shipped (Lexus dealership)
That’s two minutes?
-so fuckin’-
Alright, go

[Round 3: Lexx Luthor]
Alright, well, now that I’m up 2-0, I thought I’d rub it in
Facts
Yo, Bangz

[Bangz]
Ayo, what’s good, bro?

[Lexx Luthor]
They don’t know how we do in iBattle

[Bangz]
Tell his bitch-ass

[Lexx Luthor]
Ain’t no fair ones in the CVLT, and I don’t fuck wit’ Zig Zag
So after I snuff him…

[Bangz]
I’mma snuff him too, and it’s Double Impact

[Lexx Luthor]
I’ll let off 9 Shots In Da Club ‘til the .50 jam
To keep it a buck, we all ridin’: that’s a gypsy van
I’ll throw on the gloves wit’ this rat…think Mickey hands
Either way, the kid’s gotta go like Disneyland!
(Gotta bring the kids)
You can’t beat nobody I was on KOTD with
Don’t try bluffin’
If Bender was up here right now, you wouldn’t Fry nothin’
Plus you was bisexual in high school
This guy’s frontin’
If I had a dollar for every dude you’ve kissed, I’d fuckin’ buy (bi) somethin’
This gas!
Listen…you can’t make a career off weed-dealin’
I’m goin’ to Hell for sellin’ meth: I’m a speed demon
He said he was gonna out-bar me
Ha-ha! What an idiot!
He said he was gonna out-bar me
He’s sleepin’...
You don’t even feel your punches! Keep dreamin’!
Listen, Travel-Sized Jadakiss…
(He don’t like when people point and laugh at him - y’all should chill)
Listen, Travel-Sized Jadakiss…
You are retarded and you’re lame
I’ve been sellin’ bars - it all started on the train
You’ve gotta get killed for the cars and for the fame
Y’all ever plug your phone in the Xbox?
Well, pussy, charge it to the game!
The ki- I said…
The kid-

I’m happy as a mothafucka! What you want me to do!?
I’m havin’ fun in this bitch!
Listen…y’I mean?

[Mackk Myron]
Yo, fuck it, Lexx! Freestyle!

[Lexx Luthor]
I been the sickest in the game…Magic Johnson
And stay cookin’ while I’m rappin’...Action Bronson
Plus, every lick’s cold: that’s Baskin-Robbins
I be on the corner wit’ the Sweeper like Patrick Thompson!
(*A crowd member in Lexx’s corner yells in reaction to that last bar*)
Patrick Thompson’s not even a real person - I made him up
(*This revelation gets the crowd laughing in an uproar*)
I got all y’all!
He’s not a real person!
Aye! Aye!
I said…
Aye!
The kid’s lost in the sauce - call the Oompa-Loompas
I’ll get rid of syrup quicker than the Super Troopers
I’ll empty the clip when the Ruger shoot ya
Headshot, and the rest’ll (wrestle) ricochet (Rikochet) like ¡Mucha Lucha!
Y’all seen that shit?
Anyway…
You no-show the majority of your battles for health reasons
See, that’s somethin’ that’s gotta be said
The URL can’t invest in you if you’re no-showin’
That causes problems with bread
Right?
They know you have sickle-cell
That’s why they watchin’, noddin’ they head
And they called me ‘cause someone sick’ll sell and I’ll leave another Prodigy DEAD!
Aye, peep!
If I could use the rest on Born Legacy, I’ll save it, ya heard?
(*Lexx gets called for time*)
We good! We good
Aye, thank you for havin’ me, y’all!
Make some noise for yourself, bro