[Round 1: RemyD]
I'ma start with apologizing to y'all folks since
My showings in 2014 was quite bogus
Worse decision I made was to 'cide rolling with QP, but I chose it
I made that mistake and like a man, I own it
Cocaine is a hell of a drug
Nearly left my life broken
Too much time floating, I lost sight of my goals and my focus
I no showed in Canada against the guy Osa
Still Avacado sent Dose so with either I would've had Rone as my opponent
I was supposed to battle for Milltown Bloe, and I blowed it
Looking like hopeless, shit
This time last year, I was homeless
Nights cold as ice boulders
My fault, I know it, I lost fed cause karma's the bitch I elope with
Now I'm trying to right wrongs and rise over it
Pay debts I owe, show difference in that I've grown since
Making a long story long, who Pro hit my phone and said, "Battle Psycoses"
I ain't know if it was a match or a diagnosis
Either way I'm back for my moment
With rhymes so slick you could use quotes where you can't lotion
I could beat this guy with my hands tied both behind me, blindfolded
Psycoses all in the head and what I'm holding is mind blowing
Do you know what a bat to the face remedy would be for a psychosis?
They prescribe dosage of a well sized hole in this guy's skull, left wide open
A method named trepidation, I'm not joking
But what I wrote is an ill treatment cause modern therapy is the shock [?] with high voltage
Since that's what I'm supposed to do for a psychosis
You getting everything light toasted, fried smoked and dry roasted
They knew I was gonna win before the website loaded
I bring they camp pain/campaign like politics at the polls trying to find voting
I will show you what it mean to have a psychosis
For instance, I got an OCD with rhymes going deep and as Jacques Cousteau when he dive oceans
See I split him apart and make things like Moses
Or even deeper if the chrome is gon' (chromosome) split or see mitosis
Kick with the kung-fu GI Joe grip
That ain't even my motive I'm only showing one rhyme, one theme, psychosis
See I took the name, that you like being known with
Then send it in every single direction that I think I want it
Like, want to see fight mo', then indeed I go win
Leave you shit a mess like a mean cyclone hit
The swing I throw with the speed like Nolan
Pre-sites don't miss, give your gutter strikes but we not bowling
Or peep how I go switch to the freak wife you reside home with
I gave her mean pipe
My skeet site where you sleep nights dosing
You be cuffing like police patrol but she my ho
And I always tip her for wood like tree chop mulching
You see the rhymes I could keep divulging
I'm a rare breed, you kill me? It'll be like poaching
Even taking a step back I'm expected to kill you with ease like roaches
I am a giant in this ring on some fe-fi-fo shit
Please Psycoses, you ain't watching king by throne
This dope since Jay-Z and Kanye design Otis
To the KOTD squad hosting
Please find Noah I'm too/two animal in you
If you need I put the beast by rodents
Still I'm the right one to bring psychosis
Being RemyD I'm so mental, prove that he not so sick
I bring it Back To the Basics like beat box flowing
With enough time to leave slogan
Business
[Round 1: Psycoses]
He just said he was homeless, or was homeless
That's not the only reason he's a bum in ciphers
And I brought bars tighter than your fucking headband
Came in here looking like fucking Uncle Jemima
Yo, shout out to Jeff Stern
Cause you been doing a good job at sucking lately
So I'll be shocked if anything you say really do pops
Cause I'm stern with this opportunity to blow so this man's going down like Billy Boondocks
All jokes aside lets go the nine
I'm sharper than the blade Pat Stay cuts coke with so don't get hype
Your chances to make it are Slim, I got you feeling like Obie Trice
Running through you like a Suge Knight victim when I kick this into overdrive
Cause when it comes to battling schemes they come from out of me seem
Like the Sons Of Anarchy scene when Opie died
Cause when the bar hits it blows your mind
Approach your right, and these three rounds could bring Hell
But I'm a Bizarre, Swifty, Kuniva like Em and them
So what would I give Remy three for when multiplied
I could give Remy D-12
Should've came with a plan B
Cause your delivery's forced like a miscarriage and more than awkward
And I'm here to pull a body out this bitch like abortion doctors
Or just talk to, the latest who have tried to make me lose an eye
But they could too advise, you're straight from Duke
Cause I will hang and crucify and maybe take a blade or two to slice
I'm deeper than you could take it scuba diving
The dog thinks he sick so I came to euthanize him
With a strap that's waiting to get fired
Like Bender's weight and food adviser
Who you came with? [?] tried it
Take you to a kaiser, racing through dividers and your face will spew saliva
Spitting like you aimed at doing ciphers
And the situation is more dangerous than an Asian Uber driver
If you make it through then I'll put a butterfly knife into Rem's inter [?]
And tear him when it enter Rem' in the middle like an interim and put an end to Rem'
And bless him when I open his chest and just Mucinex remedy
When it inflects RemyD
Next remedy's is extremities bled heavily, mentally vexed RemyD
Steady perplex RemyD and medically X RemyD
Or better yet check RemyD, for one funny reference
Just come running deck him for one punch he bled and concussed from the hemorrhage
He's just stumbling, stepping
It might be dropping a Lil' Weezy like Young Money Records
But it ain't Tunechi
So don't waste my fucking time tonight with something bougie, please hustle
Or get belted for being all around a waste/waist
It ain't Gucci when we see this G buckle
You think to me, he's trouble?
But all that gun rapping isn't shit he can prove
Even the liquor bottles
It's known that Remy holds little in proof
So when I let my sneakers stomp him, it's like penalties for convicts when you get hit with the shoe
Or get stuck under a Timberland/Timbaland like Missy Elliott if I give him the boot
But if you wanna hang like Saddam Hussein then I'm giving the noose
American Gangster, I bring something dope for each body like Frank Lucas shipping the troops
And tonight I'll be dragging out this man's body like a Liu Kang finishing move
Let's go
[Round 2: RemyD]
Y'all saw the trailer before you bought your live tickets, right?
Now I swear I heard him say the gayest shit ever about 40 seconds inside a minute
And, even to repeat it I'm kinda shy timid
You got time to deny, admit it
Did you recite this shit? You said, "If I'm passing calm with the long strapping arm
Think of Don Magic Juan on a soft mattress calm, goodnight pimping"
You said that, right didn't you?
My question, why is it you want my vision, try image a bed with another man lying in it?
What's even crazier is when he said "Don Magic Juan" he was like trembling
By the time he got to "on a soft mattress calm, goodnight pimping"
He was rolling his eyes back biting his lip, I said it's time to quit it
I learned two things with those type lyrics
One, you don't like women and two you spent your whole life tricking
You got no talent in the ring
Throw that towel into this ring
The left hand will lean you like Tylenol codeine
Next hand hawk you like it had talons and some wings
Doctors will plate your noodle like Italian cuisine
N***a, thinking I'm skinny frail, try me I defend me well
Proper form I'm taught one arm will feel these shells
N***a you ain't real for real you real Pharrell I give 'em Hell
Nothing in my eyes see/sea food these just fishy smells
Your lyrics snail slow, spell fiction that ain't written well
This reveal why they call you "Psycoses" cause your mental fail
Psychosis means "a disconnect with reality"
Lies you give yourself, let's be honest, look beyond us
You in the closet with the shoes
You get pinned down by your pen pal that live in Riverdale
Always at the post office
Never did a box but he into mails/males
Bitches you say you with is tales
You be tipping at Chip N Dales
But lying on your dick like you hit your chin when you tripped and fell
I pick apart principles more than the fact your skin is pale
This would fuck you up worse than ISIS would do an infidel
Even with a sentence in prison your bars wouldn't get to sell/cell
Every graph you try combine in the end it fail (NFL)
You JUCO curriculum vers' Princeton/Yales
Saying I'm a get an L? BS, wait/weight you won't even tip the scales
Your only choice is loss
Future dark as soy sauce, you moist and soft
Me? I'm built for that heat like boiler parts
I don't need noise, bars or voice to talk
Tip of your knife stick in swipe and get my point across
You the snitch type, nothing loyal in heart
They set this appointment for me to teach you the code by the bar
Get you lawyer smart
Go 'head and tell (tail) like the coin that toss
One blow kill you without a poison dart
Or two to your pupils will show the boy your chalk
Business, employment boss, you hired to get fired
Not a pink slip, I mean you just like the type I send to get lighters
You come back I send you to get Swishers
You come back I send you to get diapers
I ain't even got kids it just how I tell you you ain't shit like us
Business
[Round 2: Psycoses]
Now, for this round I don't multi to mention
I'll just be multidimensional and stay away from the multi to mention I'll go bar for bar and hit him
Now, we all know
A remedy is just a corrective treatment used as a resolution
For fault or physiological state within an organism
Now, not to go all Immortal Technique on you, but you can bet it's the same
Cause with this Immortal Technique I bring a Poison Pen to the game
So at the end of the day you're coming through to trouble who?
I always get the win because I double you/W
I run with goons that come with tools that'll collapse your fucking roof
And it's no Flintstone kid show when I turn your neighbor to Rubbles too
As soon as bud rolled up in this joint taking this L is what you do
But my Cali folks know
I've had my club card since '08 so smoking a Remy'd is nothing new
You're from the Lou'?
You're St. Louis huh?
Well listen herr
You won't need to backtrack
I'll just break him in six parts and make him a big arch when Remy sees his back snap
Give this bitch a long break like maternity leave and that's that
But if Remy flees and dash fast, we make it seem like the streets of Baghdad
When we open fire at the front door like a scene from Backdraft
We need to backtrack, let me get to quoting
You told Deadman, "I'll leave you horizontal on an IV for being equal to or less than"
Now, when it comes to bars that might've been the best from homie
And for that I gotta kill the kid like he got left with Coney
Cause that line was more forced than sex with Kobe
And for the people online who said I'd lose this battle, they can blow me
Now shut up and take this whipping like your name is Toby
Let me change this whole thing
Let's talk about your time with Innuendo
Look out everybody it's Innuendo
And if you don't like it then they're in your window
Then it's slick and if you're with it when it's finished than in the end, hey you win doe
Now, not only do y'all sound like a bunch of Peeping Toms when you say that
But I don't see how it's legit though
Cause if in the end you win doe in Innuendo and it's genuine
Don't you just continue indoors instead of in your window?
No I get it
So they pretend you win doe in Innuendo but pretending just won't defend you're in doors
So when I end your win don't get pissed with this end you're in though
I'm just letting him know
Having a bad image on screen will get a cartridge aired out but it's not for Nintendo
And when they had the piece then it's grab and attach your cheek
Think of a Catholic priest at mass with a glass of Jack to drink
A shot in the temple
Cave your brain like dementia victims at the end of life
And you see thoughts all over the floor like a nightclub full of ratchet chicks at night
You keep more pussy cats around you than Carter Deems or a widowed wife
Like the biggest sponsor for midget boxers you just put up a little fight
I will ignite if I flip out it sparks a flame like a Zippo light
Dead in the middle of Little Italy you'll die a young death and Pun intended when I spit the line
The shit that I can improvise with different knives to victimize your stricken life
Exemplify the wicked side equipped inside the sicken mind
So either get left smoking with your top flat like Dizzy Wright
Or bounce quicker than a check that Teddy Grizzle writes
Next round I'm putting him in a bag this shit was light
Let's go

[Round 3: RemyD]
Boy you wrote your ass off
I expected that shit
That whole "forced sex, Kobe" "you can take this whipping Toby" yeah that set up was slick
We both can rap but I'ma tell you like this
I fucked a lot of shit up, you can be next on that list
I got no time for this wack white rapper
Everybody in my home town trying to prove that Black Lives Matter
I'm from a place where you can't find laughter
They want to Oscar Grant us not grant us Oscars so we anti actors
That's why I do this shit
I put art out, you just rhyme
I did a one rhyme round, combined with punchlines, no one guy outdoes my style
You saying this Innuendo shit like it's all fun right now
I'm out on bond and missed my court date, I'm on the run right now
You from the sunshine, smile state
I been seen what your world like
Place you say you bang and scrap where I send my bitch for girl's night
Your idea of thorough life is checking for SPF in your sunblock
If I'm checking for SPF it's Special Police Forces that kick doors and cut locks
I can tell you shit 'bout how that gun pop and whatnot
Gut shot bring internal affairs like corrupt cops
Fuck this Psycoses shit, your name is Robert Caldera
You such a fucking mistake you should just be called "Error"
No pun intended I cause terror
I came here to carry out a body like a pallbearer
But see I do it for my state and it truly need progress
I do this shit for Young B because The Future isn't promised
You could die, honest
White privilege, you got options
Trust me, this shit's nothing, easy as pie shopping
With my knowledge of guns I could probably supply a college
Asking me how a clips spray like asking Dikembe about shot blocking
Being a rhyme god I tried knot picking as my topic
I'd rather say a right cross will have you hooked on like phonics
Or the ring will come with a box like Vontage
Fuck it, the way that pound will bust will break you down to dust, that's dry chronic
I owe some n***as some money, truth is I ain't got it
My logic is get a gun so big I look half man half machine; bionic
Understand why gun bars are part of my conscious?
Cause what I lift will put a round in the air; hydraulic
For the bills, I'll send it (Senate) at your House like Congress
I'll give you an ass whooping that'll make you famous and start shooting stars like comets
Fuck Psycoses I'm psychotic
I might have a knife lodged in the back of your head til it point out your nose like a rhinoceros
Pick the nine option, shoot your life away; biopic
Every [?] watching and see the metal across your face like Cyclops' eye sockets
I'm monstrous
My god's zilla (Godzilla) I get it in it, they say, "RemyD went Hollywood"
I turn this bitch to Pacific Rim
Til you pick the dream in your sleep, specific REM
You something particularly start to cut a hole out you
That's a specific rim

[Round 3: Psycoses] {16:20}
Now this round, this is where shit gets crazy
Cause they put the battle rap Wayne Gacy against the battle rap Wayne Brady
You're the biggest bitch in battle rap out the midwest since Ms. Gracy
And I got something in store for this big bitch like Lane Bryant, the shit's crazy
Cause you're not a name known for any skill and don't spark me
So like the games homie's getting killed for his Barkleys
You're dying just for kicks
Maybe since we're in LA he'll say him being from out of town is not a truly fair 'vantage
But it's all a goofy square tactic
I could've dropped you anywhere on the map like a Call Of Duty care package
It don't matter where faggot, I'm there snapping fast as a bear trap with a bare handed bear handing there clapping
This rare rapping might bag Rem'
But if these connect, your noggins found depart broken
Think DMX, Bobby Brown, Lamar Odom, I crack heads
I might smack to contort your frame
And distort your face with a force that makes your pores cave in to Peter Morris traits
Or just say "Thesaurus face"
You form a change in every battle Remy has a switch
In one battle it's ruthless Remy, who's defending the crew he's repping
Shooting semi's, using a nuke or a deuce deuce, fuck it bazookas too and even Ruger's plenty on some deadly action shit
Then the next battle, poof, a newer Remy
Who's professing the crude and deadly route we're letting the youth keep treading is too upsetting
On some Jesse Jackson shit
Now let me ask him this
What's it gonna be tonight Unloaded Luxx?
I'm just bringing this crowd facts
Talking like Andre 3000 but rapping like Big Boi only makes you an Outkast
He's like, "Well with this rapping I've been smashing big factions since Fresh Prince I've been spazzing
And hit rappers to all them guys apologize like I'm Ms. Jackson"
Sit back and face the facts
You're like Tourette's victims you just yell "bitch", "ass", "fuck" and "shit"
But don't really mean it when you're saying crap
If you aim to scrap you'll take the path that Jay-Z had and Fade To Black
Just laying flat blacked out all around like windows on a rapist van
And catch another fist and catch and fucking split in half
His upper lip and watch this man become a bitch like the Kardashian dad with the face implants
And if this man brought some goons scrapping I'll snap off at you reacting
I don't back off you stupid faggot I'm like Math Hoffa suing 'Ganik cause I'll take the stand
My aim in rap is greatness
So when my pupils are sensing a blind envisionment in sight I bring Lasik
Now the word "Lasik"
Take and separate and just break it
What I'm trying to say is, I'm straight L.A. sick
You just make L.A. sick
Cause what you say is just basic
I found out now your home is in Oakland and you just make the Bay sick
And every battle that you've been placed, what you've been lacking is innovation
And the facts to back up the fricking statements
You're rapping in an engagement
They haven't actually taken place
It's just a random submitted statement for laughs and intimidation
And only has a fictitious basis cause your bars are from an imaginative situation
The substance you once had is vacant and lack the frequence in half the statements
You have to say and that explains why you haven't made an advance in placement
So your career and this event are perfectly matched and make sense
Cause off of the amateur moves that you had been making
It was only a matter of time before you ended up Back To Basics