Any beef between Jersey and Memphis
Watch me end this
Ill shift back, launch with a clenched fist
Break his face
He swings back, connects and ends up with a bent wrist
My counter game relentless
You about to build a very good connection with ya dentist
You constructed a verse?
Thats more like a suicide letter, now give Ekelon his pen back
You came from the bottom
To visit the upper echelon, now you get sent back
You sittin on rhymes, anxious, that verse better be flawless shit
Shove his humeri through his mouth, now you really a walrus kid
Memph think he gonna best me, this man's crazed
Ya girl i smash n pass like hulk on a rampage
Her carcass'll end up in the water like the Elisa Lam case
Hold this jab, you'll be grabbin ya mouth like a toothache
Off top, you fake like a toupeƩ
Outside ya house masked up like the middle of a flu craze
When i rush in, ya fam will be askin, "You 'k?".
This is trauma you can't compartmentalize, ya whole culture's weak
Memph's flesh caught in the vulture's beak
Hit em with that Scorpion spear, thats the MK Ultra reach
Punchline king? You still got to prove that
I think you just watch battles and copy shit
Whats a punch heavy style if you got Paulie Malignaggi's fists?
You tryna step to me, the son of Sam?
No believing him, i get to cleaving him
Memph couldn't be close to son during perihelion
Bring ya militia
Ill feint high, drop down and tear ya soldier's leg
Then, buddy tap ya shoulder's head
It'll feel like a right hand from Kovalev
Left come across quick and make this asshole plank
I got that loose cannon tucked
Ill let it pill man, and have it puke on what you deem sacrosanct
Ya flow choppy you so sloppy
Fake killa, you Sandy Hook-in
Ya you got guns but no bodies
Memphis:
Jerz be thankful kuz you going up against one of the best to do this,
Why? Kuz i snap more than old school Atlanta music,
You actually think you gon win this battle, now thats just foolish,
I don't want to hear a single bar about how you shooting,
Kuz if we fighting I'm coming with them bats like Ness and Lucas,
But for the Green, my niggas coming with them Shells like the Teenage Mutants,
I fuck wit Jerz but this batle you should've reconsidered,
Kuz if you pulling triggers, I'm dumpin quicker,
These bullets will wet up Jersey, City the like the Hudson River,
You can never out bar me, I got more lines than a tourney bracket,
When i'm dumpin ratchets, you gon be Dancing With the Stars like Toni Braxton,
My team deep you won't know who it is when we shooting you,
Kuz my animals stay a mystery till the end like Zoboomafoo,
You balling? Well i'll be catching another lick on ya payday,
If you don't give up that cash you better get down when these arms start to waving like the nae nae,
THey say you "can't kick a man when he down", they aint say we can't stomp a nigga
Kuz with these punchlines I bomb shit, Like vietnam bitch,
you aint on shit, I'll fold you out on the lawn quick,
like a lawn chair on some lawn shit, YEA you just lost the battle
Watch me end this
Ill shift back, launch with a clenched fist
Break his face
He swings back, connects and ends up with a bent wrist
My counter game relentless
You about to build a very good connection with ya dentist
You constructed a verse?
Thats more like a suicide letter, now give Ekelon his pen back
You came from the bottom
To visit the upper echelon, now you get sent back
You sittin on rhymes, anxious, that verse better be flawless shit
Shove his humeri through his mouth, now you really a walrus kid
Memph think he gonna best me, this man's crazed
Ya girl i smash n pass like hulk on a rampage
Her carcass'll end up in the water like the Elisa Lam case
Hold this jab, you'll be grabbin ya mouth like a toothache
Off top, you fake like a toupeƩ
Outside ya house masked up like the middle of a flu craze
When i rush in, ya fam will be askin, "You 'k?".
This is trauma you can't compartmentalize, ya whole culture's weak
Memph's flesh caught in the vulture's beak
Hit em with that Scorpion spear, thats the MK Ultra reach
Punchline king? You still got to prove that
I think you just watch battles and copy shit
Whats a punch heavy style if you got Paulie Malignaggi's fists?
You tryna step to me, the son of Sam?
No believing him, i get to cleaving him
Memph couldn't be close to son during perihelion
Bring ya militia
Ill feint high, drop down and tear ya soldier's leg
Then, buddy tap ya shoulder's head
It'll feel like a right hand from Kovalev
Left come across quick and make this asshole plank
I got that loose cannon tucked
Ill let it pill man, and have it puke on what you deem sacrosanct
Ya flow choppy you so sloppy
Fake killa, you Sandy Hook-in
Ya you got guns but no bodies
Memphis:
Jerz be thankful kuz you going up against one of the best to do this,
Why? Kuz i snap more than old school Atlanta music,
You actually think you gon win this battle, now thats just foolish,
I don't want to hear a single bar about how you shooting,
Kuz if we fighting I'm coming with them bats like Ness and Lucas,
But for the Green, my niggas coming with them Shells like the Teenage Mutants,
I fuck wit Jerz but this batle you should've reconsidered,
Kuz if you pulling triggers, I'm dumpin quicker,
These bullets will wet up Jersey, City the like the Hudson River,
You can never out bar me, I got more lines than a tourney bracket,
When i'm dumpin ratchets, you gon be Dancing With the Stars like Toni Braxton,
My team deep you won't know who it is when we shooting you,
Kuz my animals stay a mystery till the end like Zoboomafoo,
You balling? Well i'll be catching another lick on ya payday,
If you don't give up that cash you better get down when these arms start to waving like the nae nae,
THey say you "can't kick a man when he down", they aint say we can't stomp a nigga
Kuz with these punchlines I bomb shit, Like vietnam bitch,
you aint on shit, I'll fold you out on the lawn quick,
like a lawn chair on some lawn shit, YEA you just lost the battle
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