[Round 1: Emerson Kennedy]
They say soda causes cancer...(*clap-clap*)
Twork feel what that mean
'Cause he know firsthand 'bout gettin' killed on Caffeine
Geechi bodied you, my n***a
And you just used the Culture
Put you on a billboard and you ain't do what you supposed to (poster)
N***a, now you turn to vulture
Ain't writin' wit' ya pen
If Twork blew (blue) cans, he just recyclin' again
This enlightenin', my friend
Who you gonna cheat next?
You went from Nu Jerooz to Nu Jerzey...T-Rex
You rappin' all that old shit
Define those benefits
Was he the first to console you when you died on Genesis?
He my own nemesis, I'm chasin' Blake Griffin
All these highlights, but the greatness takes vision
You started this hand shit, portrayin' fake spittin'
But that Ali bounce just gon' make you shake different
Twork, seize your (seizure) opportunity
It's West in this bitch
They thought we was gon' watch us play games 'til he left with a Twitch
It's traumatizin', mama cryin'
They know that E is mean
I'll leave Twork body rottin' and nobody seen a thing
Finally found, in his home
Forensics need a team wit' the bugs everywhere
Twork, that's how you flee (flea) the scene
Let me bring that bar back, turn it to a wasteland
Have Bugs 'round your body, we ain't filmin' a Space Jam
I ain't losin' to Rain Man
This where the sticks speak
That's a insect scheme, 'cause I'mma put you six feet
From Salt Lake, where ain't shit weak
Fuck wit' the wrong scheme
I'm a monster out the Lake, while you duckin' the Swamp Thing
Tuckin' tail, fuckin' frail
Why you planned those matches?
Run off wit' a bag, then the man don't practice
If I'm losin' bread or a fan vote after
No actin', Sam Jackson: shit can go (Kangol) backwards!
No cap
Don't rap
I survived the best of you
You just Paul Pierce trainer
All he do is stretch the Truth
But let me get this message through
I'm plottin' on a Forbes
There's a difference between n***as that be plottin' on a Nor...
Gems I am givin' you
Recognize what you listenin' to
When's the last time you had witnessed a miracle, Smack?
[Round 1: Nu Jerzey Twork]
I say yo...
For this one, I had to go in my personal bag of rhymes...
And it's strictly that
I ain't come here to rap about churches and chapels, slime
You atheist, Satanist, Muslim...
We don't know who you out here worshippin' half the time
But it don't matter what altar E go (alter ego) to
You just another person I had in mind
Just hors d'oeuvres
And you said you was gon' kill me on Caffeine?
Them war words
Now it's your turn
Why you want your career to die so soon?
More nerve
N***a even think like a Kennedy...short-term!
I get on gruesome shit
Little gun, Ruger spit
Send the bullets straight through your shit
Face shot, one in E eye (E.I.)
Uh-oh! I'm a Lunatic!
Beretta be squeezin'!
You can bring hella your people
I got just this (justice) for all
Sound like the Pledge of Allegiance
Come to your mom and pop's crib, put they head in the freezer
Your brother front? The gun'll dump, I'll put lead in his Caesar
Go to your sister crib
Right in front of her daughters, I'mma tear her to pieces!
That's how I move wit' mine (mind)
And that's what I'mma tell the kin E sis (telekinesis)
I tried to build wit' you, homes!
I tried to build wit' you, homes
But-but-but-but...
I tried to build wit' you, homes!
But you out here screamin' for attention?
Sound like a drill comin' on
You can miss me wit' all that "Black people stand together" shit
You'll get robbed and killed wit' the chrome
I'm talkin' robbed for everything
I'll take the shoes off your heels wit' the chrome
Take Em' watch and Em' Bezel (embezzle)
I steal from my own!
And you ain't nothin' great
You was doin' all that Black Power shit, but you made one mistake
You date a White actress named fuckin' Kate
That's yo' fuckin' fate
Dump the .8
Choke her out, make Kate suffer
I'm talkin' "Suffer, Kate!" (suffocate)
You gon' end up wit' bitch breathless
You was out here...
Wait, nah-nah-nah-nah
Before...I figured out everything I knew...you was beginnin' to impress us
Then I found out yo' daddy Black, but yo' mama White
See, here's where the shit just gets messy
It's your fault that my people out there tendin' to lift blessings
'Cause you Black and White!
You sendin' a mixed message!
What you claim to be!?
You wanna talk about my people pain and grief!?
400 years, talkin' about slaves was-
Ooh, this shit get me so mad!
I can't tame this beast!
That's just '1 Thing' that had me trippin'
Now I'mma aim 'er, E (Amerie)
BOW! Put the mag' in your face
You're from Utah!
Hoo-rah! Let's clap for his place
Y'all had John Stockton
Where I'm from, n***as pass every day
Jersey