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Classick:
I seen some of yo battles, I can say this is clearly a style clash
I read some of yo bars I can see the vision, I can resp...fuck that nigga yo style ASS !
This where I turn up , I punch frequent see/frequency I know it hurts/hertz now
I let it WAVE from every angle if I see sir round /SURROUND
See me? Im the plug with dope lines that connect right after they leave the pot
The base/bass that the fiends will rock , leak and drop from the needle’s top
Strap n a arm , I would/wood let the sub go in , so its either speak or (speaker) box
He must be high off bass/base , can u handle mo? No! (mono) , watch the heater pop
U ? random multis , irrelevant build ups , like no one needs the block
A bar here n there,what I kick? different ball game ,u still trynna sneak a (sneaker) shot
What should I call u MD? , MDM? or M for short, I just dont see the plot
U dont like my style?cool but call me trash? u delusional, I dont need yo props
Its like he sayin “bigg k 3-0ed cortez , u dont even need to watchâ€
I tell MD , M ?!! you and k the only ones that believe it, stop !!
MD M U N K , thats yo dumb ass name, kick back !! or u can die for nothin
I go where MD AT tell MDM ey !(MDMA) , u must be high or somethin’
I shoot em in broad daylight , I know thats quite foul
this gun will give his body steel/still but turn his head around , and in the night I will(night owl)
Post by his crib , arm onna hip , thats a mean reach
I let this peak in (speakin) his mind without a free speech
Forgot the silencer home, I put a pillow on his face and I press it stronger
Thats more cushin for the pushin like lil ill havin sex with shawnna
Whenever I que ( IQ?) , MIND me , yo lines get cut , ma shit clever
if u a ANGRY FAN , u getting pressed with all CAPS like big letters
u know the DRILL so aks ( AXE ) yourself , can u go hamer (HAMMER) den this ? Neva !
Im an animal , mature grip on the llama I spit better !!
lemme stop !! BARS !!!
MD Munk:
Class writes raps in school but tried to spit and made everyone sick of class
cause the kids in class had to clean up class sick
and was quick enough to get a picture snapped of his guilty ass submitted to Instagram, shit
What a phantastically classic act! … I travelled to Mount Davis performing battle rap
not to fannypack turists, but to men armed with knowledge, swords and dragon tats
Now I’m on the UN terror list for wrecking up spots with Magical* Rap Attacks
from Atlantis to Halifax with Havana’s and travel maps, sharply cut diamonds, unpublished facts;
the sort of things your wouldn’t dream or know about, that regularly cause PTSD with low amount
I’m a soldier, counting in bodies, smoke and homies remained
get up close with your dame (hardcore from behind) scar her for life with the Swiss knife
make her bleed from the face, then tease her with the blade like I’m dosing cocaine
open her brain with a bottle of sperm oil and soak her in flames
But Classick’s himself a broad with fumes spreading rumors with all his dudes
saying I’m a nerdbird that ain’t from New York like â€Posdnous!†(pass the news)
like they ain’t know that … man, you’re like Neil DeGrasse Tysons nephew on SWAY
cause you proved to BoB you know that, but with no dope rap and you stole another cats format, yo
If science wins and hip hop dies, that means you spit all lies
I evolve psyches like Freud, move pieces like Kasparov, produce like the gods
They should have told you; no bboy buys bammer from a bunch of backstreet boys
we get our dope from the highest sources like Russian athletes roids
so I stay positive like protons, hit the pit like roll ons, polish my weapon, click the scope on
quick like fotons, give you a heavensent taste of death with no CPR or angel breath
when we test mics in the West, cause you couldn’t lick a flake in a snowstorm
I reign like James did at Motown, you’re nice but don’t say shit like Hattie in Lowdown
I expand minds like landmines expand vital organs
fuck Nash, you’re the biggest reach since Space Jam’s Michael Jordan
I'm timeless, and your words don’t count as a proof
unless the flows stay emerged from a mountain of truth**
So who's more classic? I write symphonical styles like Fitzgerald
you should just watch and learn or get your mouth shot like Big Gerald ...
* not B Magic, Mr. Magic
** rewrite of Rakim on Classic
Classick:
I seen some of yo battles, I can say this is clearly a style clash
I read some of yo bars I can see the vision, I can resp...fuck that nigga yo style ASS !
This where I turn up , I punch frequent see/frequency I know it hurts/hertz now
I let it WAVE from every angle if I see sir round /SURROUND
See me? Im the plug with dope lines that connect right after they leave the pot
The base/bass that the fiends will rock , leak and drop from the needle’s top
Strap n a arm , I would/wood let the sub go in , so its either speak or (speaker) box
He must be high off bass/base , can u handle mo? No! (mono) , watch the heater pop
U ? random multis , irrelevant build ups , like no one needs the block
A bar here n there,what I kick? different ball game ,u still trynna sneak a (sneaker) shot
What should I call u MD? , MDM? or M for short, I just dont see the plot
U dont like my style?cool but call me trash? u delusional, I dont need yo props
Its like he sayin “bigg k 3-0ed cortez , u dont even need to watchâ€
I tell MD , M ?!! you and k the only ones that believe it, stop !!
MD M U N K , thats yo dumb ass name, kick back !! or u can die for nothin
I go where MD AT tell MDM ey !(MDMA) , u must be high or somethin’
I shoot em in broad daylight , I know thats quite foul
this gun will give his body steel/still but turn his head around , and in the night I will(night owl)
Post by his crib , arm onna hip , thats a mean reach
I let this peak in (speakin) his mind without a free speech
Forgot the silencer home, I put a pillow on his face and I press it stronger
Thats more cushin for the pushin like lil ill havin sex with shawnna
Whenever I que ( IQ?) , MIND me , yo lines get cut , ma shit clever
if u a ANGRY FAN , u getting pressed with all CAPS like big letters
u know the DRILL so aks ( AXE ) yourself , can u go hamer (HAMMER) den this ? Neva !
Im an animal , mature grip on the llama I spit better !!
lemme stop !! BARS !!!
MD Munk:
Class writes raps in school but tried to spit and made everyone sick of class
cause the kids in class had to clean up class sick
and was quick enough to get a picture snapped of his guilty ass submitted to Instagram, shit
What a phantastically classic act! … I travelled to Mount Davis performing battle rap
not to fannypack turists, but to men armed with knowledge, swords and dragon tats
Now I’m on the UN terror list for wrecking up spots with Magical* Rap Attacks
from Atlantis to Halifax with Havana’s and travel maps, sharply cut diamonds, unpublished facts;
the sort of things your wouldn’t dream or know about, that regularly cause PTSD with low amount
I’m a soldier, counting in bodies, smoke and homies remained
get up close with your dame (hardcore from behind) scar her for life with the Swiss knife
make her bleed from the face, then tease her with the blade like I’m dosing cocaine
open her brain with a bottle of sperm oil and soak her in flames
But Classick’s himself a broad with fumes spreading rumors with all his dudes
saying I’m a nerdbird that ain’t from New York like â€Posdnous!†(pass the news)
like they ain’t know that … man, you’re like Neil DeGrasse Tysons nephew on SWAY
cause you proved to BoB you know that, but with no dope rap and you stole another cats format, yo
If science wins and hip hop dies, that means you spit all lies
I evolve psyches like Freud, move pieces like Kasparov, produce like the gods
They should have told you; no bboy buys bammer from a bunch of backstreet boys
we get our dope from the highest sources like Russian athletes roids
so I stay positive like protons, hit the pit like roll ons, polish my weapon, click the scope on
quick like fotons, give you a heavensent taste of death with no CPR or angel breath
when we test mics in the West, cause you couldn’t lick a flake in a snowstorm
I reign like James did at Motown, you’re nice but don’t say shit like Hattie in Lowdown
I expand minds like landmines expand vital organs
fuck Nash, you’re the biggest reach since Space Jam’s Michael Jordan
I'm timeless, and your words don’t count as a proof
unless the flows stay emerged from a mountain of truth**
So who's more classic? I write symphonical styles like Fitzgerald
you should just watch and learn or get your mouth shot like Big Gerald ...
* not B Magic, Mr. Magic
** rewrite of Rakim on Classic
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