[Round 1: Shotti P]
Now if you claim to be a real n***a, tonight you better act like one
You wanna be a main stage contender then fucking rap like one
But try to act like a gangsta and you'll get clapped like one
And shout out to Lush One mama for my first half white son
I said Toronto what's good?
They got Shotti P vers' a battle rap clone
Ooh I fucking hate those, you fake ass Passwurdz, who is you n***a? Safe Code?
Okay, that's fine, I already know his pin I ain't gotta pull his card
This n***a killing his self
You took that man's style and now it's time to pay for that identity theft
So I'm sorry, this will not be a classic and it ain't about who flow the hottest
N***a you ain't got the right mechanics, this Fresh Coast n***a sound so robotic
Boy you will get stomped til my J's turn to foam composites
Then I'm smoking this Cali n***a like we blowing chronic
N***a take this L, this shit in the bag, no colonic
One punch and all he see is stars like Nostradamus
You will get stabbed in the back that's not a broken promise
Or this bitch can die fucking with the Smith like Pocahontas
Bro be honest, you wanted a bigger name
Well you can cry me a river for thinking that you the man
This fucking lame couldn't stop my wave with the Hoover Dam
I made n***as respect GZ, single handedly improved the brand
So when he die it's cause he ain't bred for real, n***a that's a gluten plan
I will never, ever, respect backpack rap
Hermione, her my knee-n***a that shit's wierd
N***a you was only targeted for marketing, let's get this shit clear
And how you giving advice to up and comers when you been an up and comer for 10 years?
We gon' switch gears, cause he said "use wrestling bars" well I guess that's an open lane
Cause I'll crash his family reunion and APA the poker game
Bullets will up the ante and rock his cousin like Roman Reigns
Lil' n***a you know my name
It's Shotti P, but the fans call you Party Nut
Party Nut? My n***a that's hard as fuck
But with every punchline I'm killing his buzz, this fucking Party suck
I'll take his chips and dip, have cats pointed at Party hat, that beam hit him
I bet he leave Earth like when Mars Attack
The Larkin's strapped and I'll send Party to party where Party Arty at
N***a how hard is that?
You thought that you was ready but I knew I had the better style
N***a I'm from 7 Mile so you know it get even more disrespectful in my second round
Dub n***a
[Round 1: Pnut]
Comparing me to Pass, I'm from the Fresh Coast so I rap like one
You just gave me another funny n***a, you must rap like Swann
So what's popping Shotti? I came for a proper body
Ice skating, catch you then lift you up that's how I prop a body
Yo props to Bonnie, I took Bon's eye (bonsai) without a shot of sake
Now I'm shocking Shotti, use your mouth for the beats; Lodi Dadi
See you? Ain't shocking Shotti, put stock in Shotti? He'll be dead by the second, see the Spock in Shotti?
That's wordplay, that's exactly what I brought for Shotti
They grade my pen A (penne) it ain't pasta Shotti
People like, "Yo, why you lock with Shotti?"
Think Plies, I get famous after dropping Shotti
Pop a shotti, control dawg with a click/clique Tamagotchi
Think he tough til I beam him up like I talk to Scotty
Face shot, I'll K.A.I. like I fought Miyagi's
Spell it out, that's Cobra Kai, in a dojo? Soldiers die
So you better punch more than I or it's over, bye
The prognosis? Swollen eye, open wide
Let him talk to the M; Goldeneye
Hold it I, ask for competition...and got Shotti
Two words; low supply
You're GZ's token guy, they hold him high cause he hungry
For a hit, shit so am I
Think baseball, cause to back him off a plate you throw inside
Teeth get thrown aside, next to his broken pride
Get killed by the flow, ocean tide
Hold the five, that hand do the talking that's spoke in Sign
So decide, shoulder side or do the medieval (mid evil) like olden times
Bro's alive, til that barrel make a spirit like oak and rye
Yo it's I, the fearless cat out of nowhere, appears a gat
If you hear a clap it's a shotti on Shotti that's a mirror match
Ayo chill, you ain't a friend of me, quit, enemy shit
I'll sock a (soccer) player give P. K's that's a penalty kick
With a velvety pitch, weapons we grip
Let it shower for a bitch like a pregnancy gift
You plan to cook me? I hope the recipe fits
They said "he a beast" but it's simple fate, Triple H
You losing to this pedigree Pete, for messing with me?
Get the message without sending a Tweet
Find where he stayed and pull in his room like Embassy suites
Coffins, I can tell you how to get without Sesame Street
So think it won't jump off, but the shit can player
The kick back's tailored to stop animals in the ring like Big Van Vader
So keep running your mouth? I'll let your forehead get it
And make something sound nasty like Cortez did it
I'm better than you, don't ask around the whole field agrees
Yeah black lives matter til they're killed by me
[Round 2: Shotti P]
N***as was saying I was getting 3-0'd
Now I respect opinions but my shit is different though
And this Party is already dead like, "Where did the bitches go?"
You not even half as dope so you can either go postal or you can mail it in; ransom note
The fate was sealed for you, P.S. you failed again
I earned my stamp and you a waste of space
Shouldn't even be talking shit pussy
N***a yo' fucking face look like chocolate chip cookie
But what if I switch on him?
And say "fuck rap", you will get every chip crumbled
I ain't gon' sugar coat it with quick punches
It's Warheads or Jawbreakers, pay attention that meant something
It'll be another (w)rapper dying over that candy like Slim Dunkin
This bitch fronting
But I already know he phony, y'all seen that shit on T-Rex's ear? Well let me introduce y'all to its closest homie
Oh my God n***a, holy mole-y
Did y'all think this moley ass n***a would actually win?
N***a to get that shit removed off of yo' face they gon' have to set a trap on yo' chin
You don't know me homie, you not even an acquaintance
Cause I'll snap your neck, back and limbs, that's six degrees of separation
Google that you fucking nerd, the tooley strapped
And I'll go upside his head with the 40 like Juce and Wapps
N***a the truth is back
And you just a little Grind Time n***a that never made it out the middle tier
Well I'm in the same spot you in and this shit only took a year
Think you wildin' my shit just too violent
Everything you try simple like bicycles it's too/two tired
You not even a "has been" n***a you a "never was"
Yo' time came and went but congratulations
You get to die live on World Domination 6
I swear to God, he's stepping on my land, Lord and he ain't pay his rent
So I brought the Clips for the Iron, n***a let's have a main event
Murder is my hobby and you about to die for fun
N***a that's exactly what you get for fucking with a Dub n***a
Dub n***a
[Round 2: Pnut]
I said uh, if that's the best you do, then how do I word the shit?
He wasn't worth the trip but you gave me money let's splurge a bit
My concern is this, you over hyped
They put son/sun in the center like Copernicus to get knocked off his perch a bit
Disperse a clip, I waited all year to kill you, The Purge exists
I heard him spit but don't buy into the hype, Gully, you're not a merchant, quit
You keep trying to sell Shotti like "purchase this. He murking shit."
Well he can die from a pill and ain't you learn from Prince?
It's World Dom' and shit I figured I earned a Brit'
The curve had me down and out, that's a perfect pitch
But you're convinced this surrogate sent to a surgeon since
I shoot you clown with a cannon, no circus hits
Time to die, if you riding high I'm a lightening bug
So firefly, giant size, get peppered with the potato; O'brien Fries
They said "no touching" and even if I abide, I still punch him and say "he might've tried"
Death, I'll show you bite a Mac like Hawaiian sides
Food bars
Who's losing? {Laughs} You are
Sure, they pegged you the new star but you basically a pub crawl that's a few bars
But the dude's hard, how? His passion is so broken, his habit is showboating while rapping in slow motion
He'll spit a whole verse with clapping and dull joking
And the crowd will fall asleep before rapping his whole slogan
"Dub n***a", dumb n***a
That's Shotti, point blank the shit is true
Let's focus on Skelly and his image that isn't you
See Shotti the type to bring pistols through and click at crews
Then start a fight and debate a hook like fishing food
Listen dude
You knew it was coming so just go with the punches like shit you didn't do
Get a clue, you don't hold it down, bro is foul, play tour guide get shown around
It's common sense, cause I don't care if you're butt naked or clothed in gowns
Whenever pressed by Skells (scales) it results in pounds
But not Shotti, cause behind the tough talk it's hardly G
I'll punch him til I partly bleed
Get different colored socks; RG3
See you? Talk RPG's but can't dish it out like a star PG
You just stood beside Quest like a RPG
But does Marv beat me?
Shit you better lead the way or leave today
Knuckle up, lil 2 on 2 that's Pete and Craig
See the fade I'm Will Regal in his evil days
Meet the K, pump on his tongue, sneaker phase
What am I doing to Shotti?
He's getting killed over time that's meter maid!
I mean let's just be honest
See you're a new comer so you weren't worthy of this scary three
I'll bury P he just talked his way to the ring like "Will you marry me?"
Time

[Round 3: Shotti P]
The n***a said I'm a gangsta, I said I ain't gotta use the pound to air him
Then he said Skelly pushed me, I dare you to push me
I triple dog dare you
This is round 3, of this half breed getting his ass beat
This n***a's a dork, a fucking lame
He told Organik "fuck the chain"
Well I'm a n***a that's aiming to get it
And I'll snatch that shit off Rone neck just to strangle you with it
N***a where I'm from, if you get put on blast that's when the trigger squeeze
N***a please, I'm a different breed
The fans figured he'd give me the business like I'm Mr. Deeds
Well my shit going national G, a graphic killing spree
And I'm still living that savage life like aborigines
Now that, that was a Nat Geo bar
Facts, cause King of The Dot is a different kind of rap stage
But it's still gay as fuck, to have "nut" in your rap name
You out here having debatables with females? N***a that shit is past lame
Then he thought he'd blow up off that light shit like a flash bang
N***a you think killing Bonnie makes you ready for a street n***a?
No sneak dissing but this'll be a Massacre 2/too, Shotti excel (Xcel) at killing n***as that beat bitches
Boy you in Toronto
But he think it Hollywood, where he can live out his big dreams
Well, that lead will put his head on a random celeb like a Finch meme
So I gotta ask...are you a real n***a?
Nah, I didn't expect him to answer
'Cause one swing'll give Nut the Z's: testicular cancer!
He not real and I'll sock a n***a with glasses
We can box still that stunting will get Nut fucked up like Johnny Knoxville
But you wanna know the real reason I can't rock with you?
Cause you been getting hoed in Cali, n***a you the Fresh Coast prostitute
All those years with no gain and you have not improved
Been rapping since the Stone Age and still can't rock the room
I'm from Detroit, all that we rap about is the Glock we shoot
That chopper will follow his whip like a hot pursuit
N***a I'm from the same city as Eminem
For the checks (Chex) n***as raising (raisin) with the steel gripped
Leave his body scattered in the woods, we'll turn Pnut (peanuts) into trail mix
N***a real shit
You are not better cause you can rap lines faster
So Tweet "Shotti killed Pnut" #halflivesmatter
Murder is my hobby and losing is never n***a
That's exactly what you get for fucking with a Dub n***a
Dub n***a

[Round 3: Pnut]
I said uh, when they offered Shotti I was so with it like "go get it!"
Then it hit me, you're the weakest in your state...and Sno's in it
Fuck a verse, let that sink in for a whole minute
No gimmicks I'll Master P, No Limit, if bro's with it, whole clip it, no snippet
Give this trick four (District 4) go Finnick
Enough blood to fill a gulf in it
Yo' critics keep trying to Pitch Black like bro's Riddick
Gold Civic, he's on a roll with no bodies, he ghost rid it
I don't get it, cause honestly, what can Shotti do?
Put me to sleep? It's prolly true
They said, "Come to Canada."
It's a costly move but it's lots of food and I've ate everything
From unagi's skewed to broccoli stew
But still waiting on P to rap (pita wrap) Slovaki food
It's not in you? It's like every verse you gotta talk it through
We sit back like, "Eh...eh...yo who the fuck is he talking to?"
I talk to you like fuck rap we boxing fool
Cause I'm the boss, iron cross, that's a hockey move
[?] catch a mitt to his head, Milwaukee Brew
They shopping you like son is ether
But he does not stop, he a pawn shop, he junk to feature
Let's be real, you bore us (Boris) like Russian leaders
Gully's your one believer so you're only here cause jungle fever
Buzzer beater, give me the shot
Shit all I need is one name like McLovin, either
You use the same blade that bludgeoned Caesar
Or pull a trey/tray from the back like a fucking freezer
All you hear; gun sounds
More shells than a dozen Easters
Seductive teachers, smash pupils til your bloods in beakers
So fuck Usher and Justin Bieber
I know, try to promote 'em now, it's like a slap in the face
You push rappers out of GZ, I push 'em back in their place
This cat is a waste, we'll meet at the Crossroads like Bizzy Bone
I'm light skinned and I rap, ayo T Dot Drizzy's home
Fuck Shotti, all I see is a street rapper with a gritty tone
But give me chrome it'll pass through P/pee like a kidney stone
That's fucking true, shit I didn't know how to get pumped for you
Cause these new comers are nothing but new
Your buzz? Stage four cancer
The only reason we fuck with you cause you'll be dead in a month or two
When that sucks for you
But that's exactly what you get for fucking with a Fresh Coast n***a
Fresh Coast n***a