[Round 1: RX]
I said oye, está sera una larga noche
The fans said this is the sexiest battle in history
Cause we both are 10's, or an 8 to some
Yeah, you got me in the shape department
But who need a body when I can make you one?
I hate you bums, you hoes get punished in fights
I'll out right (write) Verse so many times, they're going to give me publishing rights
I seen all your battles and punchin' is one of your worst abilities
So it's crazy they got MyVerse versus my versitility
I came to get the job done cause I mean business
I ain't tyin' wit'chu
I've been wanting you on my resume {gun clicks} well now I got My interview (in the view)
They thought this war in general was an honor to me
When you've been evading draft day like Muhammad Ali
While I've been on the front lines, I stay were the drama will be
So why should I salute a vet' when you should be payin' homage to me?
I held it down for us Latinas
From day one, I este punto
Spanish mami had the viewers tuned in like Telemundo
Cause they said two is better than one
Lo que diga
It ain't a game
I got a nickle on la Dame, I'm playing Lotteria
They put us on a big card, well here's where it get worse
My Del Amo n***as got the Llama ready to spit 'Verse
I'll rip Verse, all fire in the buildin', sound the alarm
Y'all 'bout to see me break 'Verse down to a bar
Cause my material cut from a different cloth
I sing better, I'm really native to these lines
So they connectin' a round like a dreamcatcher
I ain't come to dance in the ring, you'll get your mug crossed
Then I'll rush in (Russin) with these Mexican punches, I'm Canelo with the gloves off
I came to destroy her in this battle with ease
I'm a heavyweight champ like Andy Ruiz
Hammers will squeeze, and you don't wanna see me up the steel
Cause these dum dums make you go dumb for real
Tonight, you getin' that exclusive, I'm wit' the smoke
I'll have that .40 on Verse like 'Tell Me When To Go'
Cause you came to Oakland with an ID?
Well this better be your last day
Cause X give you that Thizz face, R.I.P. to Mac Dre
I'm in the buildin' and I'm 'Feelin' Myself'
I'm in the buildin' and I'm 'Feelin' Myself'
Yeah, you in my state hoe, but we in The Bay tho'
I'll drag this bitch from Oakland to Vallejo
Back down to L.A. bro
This is my tribute, R.I.P. to Nipsey Hussle, 'The Marathon Continues'
And even though I was raised on Wilmington and Compton, I'ma always hold it down for Crenshaw and Slawson
Next round, I'ma get you broke down quick
Always remember, you're just a 'Verse and I'm the whole damn script
[Round 1: MyVerse]
What up bitch?
Don't ask me where I've been, I know you follow mine
Oakland, 'Ganik paid the high fee (hyphy) so the dollar sign
I'm back, cause these new bitches don't got a spine
It was over for her, once KOTD put X on the dotted line
Before my son ever battle, took her first steps on the scene
See studied every round of mine on the edge of her seat
That's why every round is mine, edging in three
If this a mirror match, you're a reflection of me
When I weigh you at birth, it was no greater at first
My style you trace and observe
I raised her, the nerve
She played your eyes worse, just to down grade the way this ese (essay) plagurized Verse
But this is Town Bidness
Key word "Bidness"
And you ain't got no conviction in voice
Got paid off of my phrases
I waged war, employs on a wanna-be that wanna be Crip tho' (crypto) and bit coins (Bitcoin)
Before I broke her, down, RX had a low stock
X change (exchange) up, she poised for a slow drop
Go 'head, pander to the crowd, I'll still cook at your home spot
Take the whole pot, hold stock, get in line, you are no comp'
This gon' be the only battle of mine you won't watch
I send bombs so test arms
Go out on a limb, her career is on a rush and roll, aye (Russian roulette)
The revolver gon' spin
You'll get lead to the temple like when all of us sin
Rollerblade on your face, now you really a cheapskate
Get knocked the fuck out now she really a dream date
F L's, this poll (pole) brought your camp pain (campaign) no debate
Unpresidented, the way I press and dent it in a swing state
Ark' can see to Llamas, they organize, MyVerse was born to reign
See stormlets fight, you won't see Noah for 40 days or 40 nights
But her kids are used to it, she failed Home Ed
But hey, you bring the beanpies she'll bring the doe next
RX always woke, everywhere but her own bed
Seriously, it's clear to me you put the "hoe" in "Hotep"
Don't end up pushin' flowers for what your tongue pedals (petals)
You can't throw dirt to get a body if I wanna mud wrestle
You gon' get sat on your face like some les' do
She nothin' special
Beam with the scope on the eyes can undress you
Thought she could Trump battle rap by not battlin' a man
To avoid jokes about her pussy, well that is not the plan
Cause she the type to tell her pussy, "Grab 'em by the hand"
But here's a tip if you tryin' to smash
You gotta be high man (hymen) if you didn't ask, "Is that you (U) T.I. in her vag'
This battle gon' show where you lack
I love hearin' that back
Cause you'll think it's a joke 'til you get a barrel of laughs
Attack you in the whip, scope clear as can be
Still get my hands dirty, leave Reece smeared on the seat
With ass whoopings, I'll innovate somethin' fresh
Pen knife to ya skin I'm cutting edge
All you hear is the ground breaking hits when I punch ya head
You gettin' bows like tables, guess cause I'm rude
Ironic, Avocado filmin' me eat this Mexican food
RX wanted to smoke I had plenty
Your bra [?] are dirty I'm betting
And they nicknamed your pussy the Yeti
Wait, ain't this Lloyd from Murder Inc?
Oh shit
[Round 2: RX]