(Second round - Clarke)
See Clarke's often influential, that's why Trip ought to respect him
But if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't been thought of or referenced
Since this nobody was exceptional, it was really hard to accept it
Except it's expected, when you ac-cepted Clarke in his presence
That's why his rhymes are history, cause the energy's different
My confidence has momentum, it's what his deliveries missing
It's like he spits imagery vivid, but then... his memory drifting
Til this bitch lost the message after the setup... Hillary Clinton
Best believe I can predict the verse, so quit fuckin' around bitch
And I can rebuttal the line before he even comes with a wild flip
About how I miss that Sco battle or why I didn't get to go travel
But how you going places when this not enough for a-round Trip?
I mean... I ain't proud of my record, but this was hard to address
When I was in jail, you couldn't relate to the starving and stressed
My cellmates never had no families, some ain't call them collect
A few were illiterate, while some got beat with scars in their head
So how can he relate when he don't have life sentences, cause...
Spending time behind bars NEVER got you charged for a threat
How he gonna criticize my life like the same shit offending me
Like I don't know about my life, now the lame bitch is dissing me?
Nigga you don't even know me and you're stating it miserably
This fake getting personal with fake personals, fuck is it painful
So quit talking about this stuttering or something that ain't true
Why he preaches that black/white shit, when nothing is racial?
It's ironic how I'm not talking about any function of shapes too
His lines are B-A-D to a degree since that just sum of the angles
So... if I get a reaction, don't say the crowd fuckin' betrayed you
You only says shit like that, because you dead and you knows it
This upset got him upset, WHICH it already set this in motion
Because your emotions feel when you hear it killing you
From being scarred mentally that has his tears invisible
This battles internal when his doubt and boos are together
Since his second verse was weaker than fusing the effort
Cause he had trouble with the first, caught in his limitation
You immediately lost yourself, since you lost in intimidation
It's like he has a mental block every time his pencil dropped
When his thoughts picks on him, it only inspires him to quit
Because it clearly reflected that he never had fire in his shit
I mean it's obviously strange to me, it's not cause he's scared
It just shows that he's so old 'til he forgot the obstacle there
Imagine Trip approaching his verse and his topics were clear
He's shook... because everything he had jotted was smeared
It's like Trip wrote with Alzheimer's, but he's tryna push as he wrote
So he can forget he's old with arth-ritis until he looks at his notes
That he couldn't get though, but it's not a brain complication when...
He lost feeling one-sided after he had got shook with his strokes
But that's understandable because so Trip can't read or tell jokes
If the pencil drop, it's a mental block when he sees himself froze
Cause he's tossin' the pad before he gets to slam from the jump
Like The People's Elbow, fuck all of that, I've got a malicious intent
I had spit flames at Flamez, I got a LiL iLL to be the sickest to spit
I was on another echelon with Ekelon, and now I'm trippin' on Trip?
So when this was announced, I was struck with the news
I thought it was cool cause he's got something to prove
But it's not what I'm worried about, I was fuckin' confused
This site was cheering for you now they want you to lose?
But before this, they was feelin' awk-ward and denied it
Now y'all confident and hyped, talk-ing with excitement
While y'all had egg on the match just to get it to drop like...
A bottle trick in science, watch this bitch get frightened
But this ain't like last time because this time Im spazzin' worse
I'm a lot more hotter... than the fire on Michael Jackson's perm
Oh, I forgot you can't rebuttal cause you would bitch up and lose
So... for that, I should let him go off the top like Bishop in Juice
Bitch I'm confused, cause you men- tioned Daisy's Destruction
Like I watched Daisy's Destruction, and described what happen
Like I didn't even know bout Daisy's Destruction, well it's crazy
Because... Trip thought THAT angle was aimin' for judgement
And tried to ridicule me, when I was-n't playing the snuff flick
Nor seen a clip, that's why I thought he was crazy and buggin'
So the whole crowd was quiet til he didn't basically function
Because they had left you hanging over a few stories like...
Michael's baby in public, but I admit it's sad to say this much
They'll create rounds to break down and have your anger up
They don't even provide us facts so they're fabricating stuff
But if they don't got bars now days, they have to make it up
So that scenario he picked about his careless young toddler
That should've made himself looked embarrassed and awful
Because I dont have one, it's clear as an parent you're bothered
It's also apparent you've never took-en care of your daughters
Since his wife took custody and his marriage was slaughtered
The real facts are he mirror'd his life since he's a terrible father
But... if he's concerned about my life, I was far from an privilege kid
My life is so cold when I think about it, I be getting shivers and shit
Cause I was always let down every time as soon as winter begins
So if our gas and lights were cut off, they'd raise the shit if it's rent
And after catching that up, they still hit us with the eviction to split
But we were in raggedy apartments, all we did was wait on a check
Then we we're broke from paying the rent so we never ate before bed
I felt like in a way we were dead, cuz a little job didnt made any cents
Til we gotten a notice, so imagine us in the cold til our faces were red
I didn't know where my heart was at, that just left resent bottled up
Left believing we were stuck in a cy-cle that never inspired much
But when you mentioned Daisy's De-struction, it was a testament
Since I've been fucked by the white man ever since I was young
But... what you know about ducking strays thats poppin' or
Seeing a dead body and the smell of it made you nauseous
And you smoking your way out after you take some losses
But you never went thru shit, so... let-'s explain YOUR losses
I assumed that he had some bars and I felt silly amping him
So I'm clicking through to see who he killed to really bask it in
After seein' MDMunk and Earl? I'm feeling guilty bashing them
Cause you went to Class to get the business like Billy Madison
He practices, but with bars, he don't think to make it suspenseful
He's seeking taste, but it shows his weakened rate in his mental
Because one punch from Munk had yourself seeing a clear body
Bitch, you must've been inspired by Steven Strange in the temple
Of course he's best to destroy... so I-m guessin' he surely knows
This was REALLY a bad move to see me test him before he rose
So... watch this bitch go thru a stage after seeing its not a match
Like the test from The Maury Show, but I'll leave him dismantled
It's like... he wants to steal my bars when he's beaten in battles
Because I got mass appeal, so Trip feels the need for examples
While he's really distracting us from what he seek as substantial
For having Reloaded rounds... since he was needin' some ammo
See I was hoping to be amazed, but I'm confused in this situation
Since he couldn't spark a cell in my brain by fusin' his limitations
So this should plague his mind til it blow a fuse in his innovation
Only because this loss will influence him to use this as inspiration
(Second round - Trip)
U bout to witness a live murder, fuck this youngen, I'ma give a teen a (Tina) beatin, I'm Ike Turner
Sliced windpipe to sternum, it's the perfect day to (data) hack on this bitch like an FBI server
Jobe, what a guy, said I stole a hundred lines, then stole one of mine, don't fuckin lie
If u only had '6 sense' u woulda known yo ass been dead this whole fuckin' time
Pump action shotgun..one slug...It's lookin' like ya thick head wants one
Flop ya gums 'n a 'Pop' will 'take ya breath away' like Chris Benoit's son
Killing u is what I call easy (Khaleesi), this 'bar's' gonna 'stick in their head' like Lord Stark
What I'm draggin (dragon) fire, den air his (Daenerys) top, I'ma make a meal of ya (Emilia) Clarke
Think u got me 'nailed down' with punches? Pile it (Pontius Pilate) all together, I mean, Jesus Christ!
why get hung up on forgiveness? I got metal in each palm to help u see the light
People say it's hard to get 'across (a cross) to u', that's ludicrous, gimme 2 2x6's, I'll make a crucifix
Finally, u can 'hang on this board', don't get used to it, I'm bodyin' (body 'n) blood, that's a eucharist
Fuck this site, all ya'll bars frail, 6 been better than 18, like somethin that Clarke nailed
I'll put metal in Kurbz like a guardrail, that'll take half off Kurbz side like a yard sale
Tadgh can catch a large shell, if I say there's no beatin u (beat in u), it's cuz ya heart failed
My machete - it carves well, I keep it close in case somethin' comes up like a barf pail
and Clarke, admit it, u only hate cheesy lame white dudes cuz CPJ wiped u
Don't see the way I do? U either blind or got 'old man sight/site', I see why PBH likes u
Speakin of fags, What up PBH? How much weed it take to turn into a black dude?
It's like Mario Brothers 3...white dude 'hits a leaf' n becomes a big ass coon!
Fuck wrong with ya'll? How ya'll get off on old guys 'n little kiddie stuff?
I bet Clarke's online now lookin' for Two Babies, One Sippie Cup
What the fuck, fuck a punch, u get jumped for swingin both ways, that's double dutch
Paint an Easter egg if u like seein whites die (dye), cuz I got a shell to dump in ya colored mug
They sent me here to 'wash this pussy' cuz they know Clarke ain't gonna do shit (douche it)
So many excuses for bein' useless, all of u wack to me..that's a nude flick
Ya whole crew's bitch, everyone I know got the long nose...'n we ain't Jewish
Soon as u come out...techs (text) is all u gonna see..just like ya music
Truth is, I like anguish when ya life's vanquished, I ain't homophobic, I just fight faggots
It'll be a great story when ya'll red/read cover to cover up under some white blankets
Snitches run they mouth til I shank it, a pair of vocal cords on my knife danglin'
Off each hand I cut five fingaz, so u don't try snitchin' usin' sign language
So, what's ya pop's gonna say after u let some dumb wigga one-zip ya?
Bring that warfare in (Warfarin), I'll let it peal (pill) on ya heart n leave 'blood thinner'
I gots 380s, choppers, some shit that'll knock grandma out her favorite rocker
If u don't wanna see her top roll (Toprol), then tell ya bae to block her (beta blocker)
I should stab u in the face with a dull fork til ya skull warps, lookin like pulled pork
power drill, full torque, make one more thread 'bout me n I'm givin' these maggots a full course
So try tellin everyone again I bit these bars, only gettin votes from the ones u get pity off
U went on for months. like "Trip, he's soft', then put me in ya top 5? Oooh, u fuckin piss me off!
Mention my kids, as if I'm sensitive..meanwhile I'm dissectin ya pregnant bitch
so u can watch ya baby come out a dead whore's (horse) stomach like the Revenant
I'll make a crib for ya precious kid out the bitch's shredded skin 'n severed limbs
but a mom should stick around so I'ma make a fuckin mobile out of her head that spins
U asked for kiddie porn, don't get me started, that girl wasn't even in kindergarten
I hope ya future daughter gets turned into fertilizer, I'll use ya kin to garden
I'll send that little bitch through a woodchipper n fuckin spread her across my lawn
and if Jobe butt in (Joe Budden) while I'm usin da rake (Drake), I bet this one's gonna respond
Bro u got locked up for a few days for makin a statement, quit fabricatin'
That's what seperates us, I say shit with conviction..U get convicted when u say shit
Now he's pickin up 14 year olds on Facebook, u gotta keep ya black ass yap shut
Before u go 'n catch a case for tellin' some 'Juvenile' to 'Back That Ass Up'
Trip 6 Exposed? How? Cuz u found pictures of my kids that u prolly been wackin off to?
I been waitin half a year to drop a classic, only thing I saw was a Classick drop you
U backed out our 1st battle due to suicidal thoughts..U are fuckin psychotic
Just do it pussy, I'll even scrub ya brains off the wall if it helps 'take ya mind off it'
You'd be amazed, this guy would fuck anything from legal age to fetal stage
a bunch of black boxes he don't wanna talk about like FEMA graves
next time u n ya girl have a bad disagreement, I hope she fuckin hacks off ya penis
She'd prolly regret it after seein' u bleed between the legs before she did
Stop talkin shit, just drop the audio, give the people what they wanna see
but don't 'come out this bitch all big-headed' or I'ma let it 'rip on a pussy', that's episiotomies
Use ya head boy, every 'point u make' puts me in a 'mean position' like u drew a centroid
Let it flare like a group of hemorrhoids with metal arms on ya Mother Brain like Super Metroid
I'd rather shoot u than write about u, that's 'cans over ink' like a Rihanna tattoo
I'll beat on a baboon, only time it's hard to 'take out a colored mark' is if u bleed on my Klan suit
"Oh, Trip raps about bein in Ku Klux 'n ya'll still ride with em? Fuck this shit!
He bit his whole verse from Lux 'n Diz 'n ya'll still tryin' to suck his dick?"
"Man, ya'll got me fucked if.......", shut up Clarke, quit actin' fuckin dumb
Before I grab an axe n crack ya chest open (cough)...that mean's I'm hackin up a lung
Keep chirpin' faggot, this Trip will hit u harder than lysergic acid, drop the hit
The day I find ya hearse in traffic, I'ma burn the casket, that's how I hotbox the whip
Fuck ya life, fuck ya Black Lives Matter movement, ya'll fuckin' all piss me off
I'll stab u wearin white sheets...Now ya really cut from a different cloth
always crying bout cops 'n racial profiling...I'm glad he said it though
Cuz if u think you a Don, I must (Don Imus) tell u that u a 'nappy headed hoe'
So when they ask what u did to Trip, just say he cooked u on some Hitler shit
U got worked, I ain't even give em a chance to gas u, that's Schindler's List
and no excuses this time, other than u bein' wack and u can't deliver
and last but not least......who u callin a cracker u fuckin nig.....Jersey
See Clarke's often influential, that's why Trip ought to respect him
But if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't been thought of or referenced
Since this nobody was exceptional, it was really hard to accept it
Except it's expected, when you ac-cepted Clarke in his presence
That's why his rhymes are history, cause the energy's different
My confidence has momentum, it's what his deliveries missing
It's like he spits imagery vivid, but then... his memory drifting
Til this bitch lost the message after the setup... Hillary Clinton
Best believe I can predict the verse, so quit fuckin' around bitch
And I can rebuttal the line before he even comes with a wild flip
About how I miss that Sco battle or why I didn't get to go travel
But how you going places when this not enough for a-round Trip?
I mean... I ain't proud of my record, but this was hard to address
When I was in jail, you couldn't relate to the starving and stressed
My cellmates never had no families, some ain't call them collect
A few were illiterate, while some got beat with scars in their head
So how can he relate when he don't have life sentences, cause...
Spending time behind bars NEVER got you charged for a threat
How he gonna criticize my life like the same shit offending me
Like I don't know about my life, now the lame bitch is dissing me?
Nigga you don't even know me and you're stating it miserably
This fake getting personal with fake personals, fuck is it painful
So quit talking about this stuttering or something that ain't true
Why he preaches that black/white shit, when nothing is racial?
It's ironic how I'm not talking about any function of shapes too
His lines are B-A-D to a degree since that just sum of the angles
So... if I get a reaction, don't say the crowd fuckin' betrayed you
You only says shit like that, because you dead and you knows it
This upset got him upset, WHICH it already set this in motion
Because your emotions feel when you hear it killing you
From being scarred mentally that has his tears invisible
This battles internal when his doubt and boos are together
Since his second verse was weaker than fusing the effort
Cause he had trouble with the first, caught in his limitation
You immediately lost yourself, since you lost in intimidation
It's like he has a mental block every time his pencil dropped
When his thoughts picks on him, it only inspires him to quit
Because it clearly reflected that he never had fire in his shit
I mean it's obviously strange to me, it's not cause he's scared
It just shows that he's so old 'til he forgot the obstacle there
Imagine Trip approaching his verse and his topics were clear
He's shook... because everything he had jotted was smeared
It's like Trip wrote with Alzheimer's, but he's tryna push as he wrote
So he can forget he's old with arth-ritis until he looks at his notes
That he couldn't get though, but it's not a brain complication when...
He lost feeling one-sided after he had got shook with his strokes
But that's understandable because so Trip can't read or tell jokes
If the pencil drop, it's a mental block when he sees himself froze
Cause he's tossin' the pad before he gets to slam from the jump
Like The People's Elbow, fuck all of that, I've got a malicious intent
I had spit flames at Flamez, I got a LiL iLL to be the sickest to spit
I was on another echelon with Ekelon, and now I'm trippin' on Trip?
So when this was announced, I was struck with the news
I thought it was cool cause he's got something to prove
But it's not what I'm worried about, I was fuckin' confused
This site was cheering for you now they want you to lose?
But before this, they was feelin' awk-ward and denied it
Now y'all confident and hyped, talk-ing with excitement
While y'all had egg on the match just to get it to drop like...
A bottle trick in science, watch this bitch get frightened
But this ain't like last time because this time Im spazzin' worse
I'm a lot more hotter... than the fire on Michael Jackson's perm
Oh, I forgot you can't rebuttal cause you would bitch up and lose
So... for that, I should let him go off the top like Bishop in Juice
Bitch I'm confused, cause you men- tioned Daisy's Destruction
Like I watched Daisy's Destruction, and described what happen
Like I didn't even know bout Daisy's Destruction, well it's crazy
Because... Trip thought THAT angle was aimin' for judgement
And tried to ridicule me, when I was-n't playing the snuff flick
Nor seen a clip, that's why I thought he was crazy and buggin'
So the whole crowd was quiet til he didn't basically function
Because they had left you hanging over a few stories like...
Michael's baby in public, but I admit it's sad to say this much
They'll create rounds to break down and have your anger up
They don't even provide us facts so they're fabricating stuff
But if they don't got bars now days, they have to make it up
So that scenario he picked about his careless young toddler
That should've made himself looked embarrassed and awful
Because I dont have one, it's clear as an parent you're bothered
It's also apparent you've never took-en care of your daughters
Since his wife took custody and his marriage was slaughtered
The real facts are he mirror'd his life since he's a terrible father
But... if he's concerned about my life, I was far from an privilege kid
My life is so cold when I think about it, I be getting shivers and shit
Cause I was always let down every time as soon as winter begins
So if our gas and lights were cut off, they'd raise the shit if it's rent
And after catching that up, they still hit us with the eviction to split
But we were in raggedy apartments, all we did was wait on a check
Then we we're broke from paying the rent so we never ate before bed
I felt like in a way we were dead, cuz a little job didnt made any cents
Til we gotten a notice, so imagine us in the cold til our faces were red
I didn't know where my heart was at, that just left resent bottled up
Left believing we were stuck in a cy-cle that never inspired much
But when you mentioned Daisy's De-struction, it was a testament
Since I've been fucked by the white man ever since I was young
But... what you know about ducking strays thats poppin' or
Seeing a dead body and the smell of it made you nauseous
And you smoking your way out after you take some losses
But you never went thru shit, so... let-'s explain YOUR losses
I assumed that he had some bars and I felt silly amping him
So I'm clicking through to see who he killed to really bask it in
After seein' MDMunk and Earl? I'm feeling guilty bashing them
Cause you went to Class to get the business like Billy Madison
He practices, but with bars, he don't think to make it suspenseful
He's seeking taste, but it shows his weakened rate in his mental
Because one punch from Munk had yourself seeing a clear body
Bitch, you must've been inspired by Steven Strange in the temple
Of course he's best to destroy... so I-m guessin' he surely knows
This was REALLY a bad move to see me test him before he rose
So... watch this bitch go thru a stage after seeing its not a match
Like the test from The Maury Show, but I'll leave him dismantled
It's like... he wants to steal my bars when he's beaten in battles
Because I got mass appeal, so Trip feels the need for examples
While he's really distracting us from what he seek as substantial
For having Reloaded rounds... since he was needin' some ammo
See I was hoping to be amazed, but I'm confused in this situation
Since he couldn't spark a cell in my brain by fusin' his limitations
So this should plague his mind til it blow a fuse in his innovation
Only because this loss will influence him to use this as inspiration
(Second round - Trip)
U bout to witness a live murder, fuck this youngen, I'ma give a teen a (Tina) beatin, I'm Ike Turner
Sliced windpipe to sternum, it's the perfect day to (data) hack on this bitch like an FBI server
Jobe, what a guy, said I stole a hundred lines, then stole one of mine, don't fuckin lie
If u only had '6 sense' u woulda known yo ass been dead this whole fuckin' time
Pump action shotgun..one slug...It's lookin' like ya thick head wants one
Flop ya gums 'n a 'Pop' will 'take ya breath away' like Chris Benoit's son
Killing u is what I call easy (Khaleesi), this 'bar's' gonna 'stick in their head' like Lord Stark
What I'm draggin (dragon) fire, den air his (Daenerys) top, I'ma make a meal of ya (Emilia) Clarke
Think u got me 'nailed down' with punches? Pile it (Pontius Pilate) all together, I mean, Jesus Christ!
why get hung up on forgiveness? I got metal in each palm to help u see the light
People say it's hard to get 'across (a cross) to u', that's ludicrous, gimme 2 2x6's, I'll make a crucifix
Finally, u can 'hang on this board', don't get used to it, I'm bodyin' (body 'n) blood, that's a eucharist
Fuck this site, all ya'll bars frail, 6 been better than 18, like somethin that Clarke nailed
I'll put metal in Kurbz like a guardrail, that'll take half off Kurbz side like a yard sale
Tadgh can catch a large shell, if I say there's no beatin u (beat in u), it's cuz ya heart failed
My machete - it carves well, I keep it close in case somethin' comes up like a barf pail
and Clarke, admit it, u only hate cheesy lame white dudes cuz CPJ wiped u
Don't see the way I do? U either blind or got 'old man sight/site', I see why PBH likes u
Speakin of fags, What up PBH? How much weed it take to turn into a black dude?
It's like Mario Brothers 3...white dude 'hits a leaf' n becomes a big ass coon!
Fuck wrong with ya'll? How ya'll get off on old guys 'n little kiddie stuff?
I bet Clarke's online now lookin' for Two Babies, One Sippie Cup
What the fuck, fuck a punch, u get jumped for swingin both ways, that's double dutch
Paint an Easter egg if u like seein whites die (dye), cuz I got a shell to dump in ya colored mug
They sent me here to 'wash this pussy' cuz they know Clarke ain't gonna do shit (douche it)
So many excuses for bein' useless, all of u wack to me..that's a nude flick
Ya whole crew's bitch, everyone I know got the long nose...'n we ain't Jewish
Soon as u come out...techs (text) is all u gonna see..just like ya music
Truth is, I like anguish when ya life's vanquished, I ain't homophobic, I just fight faggots
It'll be a great story when ya'll red/read cover to cover up under some white blankets
Snitches run they mouth til I shank it, a pair of vocal cords on my knife danglin'
Off each hand I cut five fingaz, so u don't try snitchin' usin' sign language
So, what's ya pop's gonna say after u let some dumb wigga one-zip ya?
Bring that warfare in (Warfarin), I'll let it peal (pill) on ya heart n leave 'blood thinner'
I gots 380s, choppers, some shit that'll knock grandma out her favorite rocker
If u don't wanna see her top roll (Toprol), then tell ya bae to block her (beta blocker)
I should stab u in the face with a dull fork til ya skull warps, lookin like pulled pork
power drill, full torque, make one more thread 'bout me n I'm givin' these maggots a full course
So try tellin everyone again I bit these bars, only gettin votes from the ones u get pity off
U went on for months. like "Trip, he's soft', then put me in ya top 5? Oooh, u fuckin piss me off!
Mention my kids, as if I'm sensitive..meanwhile I'm dissectin ya pregnant bitch
so u can watch ya baby come out a dead whore's (horse) stomach like the Revenant
I'll make a crib for ya precious kid out the bitch's shredded skin 'n severed limbs
but a mom should stick around so I'ma make a fuckin mobile out of her head that spins
U asked for kiddie porn, don't get me started, that girl wasn't even in kindergarten
I hope ya future daughter gets turned into fertilizer, I'll use ya kin to garden
I'll send that little bitch through a woodchipper n fuckin spread her across my lawn
and if Jobe butt in (Joe Budden) while I'm usin da rake (Drake), I bet this one's gonna respond
Bro u got locked up for a few days for makin a statement, quit fabricatin'
That's what seperates us, I say shit with conviction..U get convicted when u say shit
Now he's pickin up 14 year olds on Facebook, u gotta keep ya black ass yap shut
Before u go 'n catch a case for tellin' some 'Juvenile' to 'Back That Ass Up'
Trip 6 Exposed? How? Cuz u found pictures of my kids that u prolly been wackin off to?
I been waitin half a year to drop a classic, only thing I saw was a Classick drop you
U backed out our 1st battle due to suicidal thoughts..U are fuckin psychotic
Just do it pussy, I'll even scrub ya brains off the wall if it helps 'take ya mind off it'
You'd be amazed, this guy would fuck anything from legal age to fetal stage
a bunch of black boxes he don't wanna talk about like FEMA graves
next time u n ya girl have a bad disagreement, I hope she fuckin hacks off ya penis
She'd prolly regret it after seein' u bleed between the legs before she did
Stop talkin shit, just drop the audio, give the people what they wanna see
but don't 'come out this bitch all big-headed' or I'ma let it 'rip on a pussy', that's episiotomies
Use ya head boy, every 'point u make' puts me in a 'mean position' like u drew a centroid
Let it flare like a group of hemorrhoids with metal arms on ya Mother Brain like Super Metroid
I'd rather shoot u than write about u, that's 'cans over ink' like a Rihanna tattoo
I'll beat on a baboon, only time it's hard to 'take out a colored mark' is if u bleed on my Klan suit
"Oh, Trip raps about bein in Ku Klux 'n ya'll still ride with em? Fuck this shit!
He bit his whole verse from Lux 'n Diz 'n ya'll still tryin' to suck his dick?"
"Man, ya'll got me fucked if.......", shut up Clarke, quit actin' fuckin dumb
Before I grab an axe n crack ya chest open (cough)...that mean's I'm hackin up a lung
Keep chirpin' faggot, this Trip will hit u harder than lysergic acid, drop the hit
The day I find ya hearse in traffic, I'ma burn the casket, that's how I hotbox the whip
Fuck ya life, fuck ya Black Lives Matter movement, ya'll fuckin' all piss me off
I'll stab u wearin white sheets...Now ya really cut from a different cloth
always crying bout cops 'n racial profiling...I'm glad he said it though
Cuz if u think you a Don, I must (Don Imus) tell u that u a 'nappy headed hoe'
So when they ask what u did to Trip, just say he cooked u on some Hitler shit
U got worked, I ain't even give em a chance to gas u, that's Schindler's List
and no excuses this time, other than u bein' wack and u can't deliver
and last but not least......who u callin a cracker u fuckin nig.....Jersey
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