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[Round 1: Johnie Alcatraz] Now I think this nigga Norbes trying to play me How many more Midwest flunkies I gotta step on before they give me JC? Aye, J, I know what you thinking, right, the nerve of me But y'all niggas far from Detroit, Jersey's right here It's not one shook nerve in me With the scalpel I make all tops see (autopsy) him get the gas trick (gastric) By pass (bypass) me then it's surgery Dogs never crap where they lay, let me repeat that In other words I will get this Star Trekked If I find out William shat near (Shatner) where I sleep at But I don't think y'all got that, that was dope as fuck SLOW IT DOWN! Fuck that! This fat nigga already slow enough When I battled Qleen I was anxious like fuck it nigga, I can't wait But in reality if I would've went second, it would've looked like a body I ain't wanna ruin his fan base Hand to God that's probably something that y'all didn't know It's all good, that battle I played the Bishop role The pistol blow, I be wildin' when that gat spark And trying to turn a 3D nigga into a flat target Catch 'em pickin' his kids up from football practice With the MAC cartridge, I'll get to clappin' the can' That'll open the back of his van like the Black Market But he don't drive a van, do he? He drive a 1928 Delta The shit won't even get 'em to the shelter The copper lead separate bones, when that toolie fire So it's gon' be at least two brakes (breaks) in the car like a student driver Now I gotta give another nigga from the D-12, Shady set That Mag clap, he flashback like an 80's vet That SIG (cig) burn his ribs like a lazy chef Aye Magic, we got another nigga that'll probably rock a jersey dress Switchblades that'll burst his neck, you wanna fight? The worst is next I'll duck and land a hook that'll throw his teeth into the crowd Like DNA vs. Tech I gave his bitch a shot of the juice, now she need the potion Grab my package and leave, she wet, I leave her open That's cause my dick like German bloomers Once I show her the schnitzel it lead the hoes in (Lederhosen) I pull my dick out and bang her in her soft parts Ass fuck, tit fuck, I get them boobies trapped like Raiders Of The Lost Ark Silencer on the toast, you don't know who did it, it's like a dog fart All the match ups for tonight looked good Until I seen this sweet shit on the card, this ain't Hallmark Nothing positive can come from him getting tough Except a 50 Cent song, I will beat this pussy up The chopper cut 'em down to size if he try to see me So this tub a lard will lose a foot like diabetes Niggas that show muscle got clammy hands when it come to the gun So don't lob stares at me like you don't know who I'm is Cause if he nicks (Knicks) me he gon have to call Amare Or at least someone that big Shells fish for 'em, have em doing the crab walk when I scallop his wig I'm fuckin III up and as far as that nigga eating I could take a landslide from a cash just like Calicoe did Dice gang! [Round 1: Ill Will] Aye you know what? You was right dog... You from Jersey, y'all niggas, y'all close Y'all probably brought them heaters Bitch I'm from Pontiac and I ain't nervous neither I'm a show y'all niggas why y'all show all fear in y'all tier Conceited is the best battle rapper out here right now At least to y'all niggas Cause y'all niggas been sucking his dick all year Between "Slow It Down", "Say It Again" and "Priorities" nigga I mean dog, no disrespect to them niggas But they got the rest of y'all niggas lookin' like sorority sisters So y'all lose by technically for lack of originality Actually, he's not big beef he's just a sacrificial calf to me Johnie! What up son!? You from the slums? Well I'm from the slum slums I got young guns that'll throw dum dums in ya tum tum for a hun bun Spell it out, I got a NEW AR with a K that'll put J in a ER So he could See (C) why (Y) he shouldn't of forgot where he come from My flows is pure but I think tainted Those who oppose can get exposed to the fuckin' heat language That's two deep ain't it, these Puff Daddy niggas act BIG But lose Faith when they see stainless I want the Money, Power& the Respect! No Lox shit! I'm a BAD BOY 1-12 would put Slim in a box quick Nigga you ain't no season vet, nigga you's a teachers pet One Special Delivery to your home and now this G's in DEP/debt And I don't mean Dep as in debt, I mean depth as in way deep Cause me and my niggas been way deep since Bay Street We don't bang nigga but play sweet I'll take a red rag and crack ya head til the blue blood, now you Grape Street Total domination, I'll make ya whole family victims of Arson Then smoke a J, catch 'em on the late night Like "Johnie get out that car-son (Carson)" Show me your foot work, we could go toe to toe But you could lose ya soul (sole) so you better heel cause I'm Achilles tendon Bring ya foot soldiers, we could go toe to toe But you could lose your soul (soul) So you better heel cause I'ma kill at least 10 men I know, I know, I know, I know, I contradicted myself I too hated it, but I'm educated, shit I just wanted to show y'all How to do it better than the nigga who originated it I'm a straight asshole, chin checker With III Will in front of you, nigga that's thick pressure Stop coming at me with all them bitch gestures How you bust guns and live that life When you got something in ya mouth That enhances ya mans dick pleasure? Is you mad nigga? Well I'm glad nigga Losing this battle that's something I can't afford nigga I ain't got nothing in common with these URL niggas But I'm all about that Math like Norbes nigga You talk that street talk and that gun talk But what do he really got though? I get that vibe that you trying to produce beef You hear that Sound Click or I lay them beats down That's that Johnny Juliano The illest nigga Yak Town in this bitch! [Round 2: Johnie Alcatraz] I'll lock his newborn in a car on a hot summer day Nigga I will windmill kick ya favorite aunt on Mother's Day Y'all Midwest niggas seem to all have a funny streak Well bitch nigga laugh at this, it'll be on 1010 wins When that MAC split his nugget like a 20 piece When I was younger we used to act, I got a kick out of performing My whole life changed first time I seen a shell kick out of that Taurus Now it's sound suppressors on the front of that pipe That'll get his body wrapped like ET on the front of the bike Nigga you must not know who I am, all I do is get obnoxious and fight So if a fan or battle rapper get gangsta in person They gon get the shock of they life Like — I woke up giving daps, ecstasy Stumble and drop his drink while he's next to me He wants off so that beam is his enemy So split before that clique click like team chemistry When it's time he rock his chinchilla then the tool disperse How many times I hit him? I say 10 (Satan) that's how he lose the fur (Lucifer) But I don't think y'all got that, SLOW IT DOWN! Fuck that, this fat nigga already slow enough! I'm loaded up, I be wildin' when that fifth holler This bitch nigga is fucked if I grip choppers, I keep a.... Fuck..... just playing nigga I ain't Rich Dolarz! This nigga think I come here and choke one step before the main stage? That main cage get him hooked to a machine He won't come out the coma So the doctor gotta pull his cord like a Beyblade My gang bang I get y'all niggas next time No more discussion, Jersey got the best lines Nigga I'm done talking, he wanna talk? I let 'em talk to the machine like the 10 items or less line Or can grip the knife to hurt you, gem star slice and burn you Gangsta and a gentleman, I'm polite to murk you All baby banana that'll bomb into another scene Like the nigga from the Old Spice commercials You got the option, look at the clock You wanna die now or wait? Y'all must not see the whole picture if y'all think Ill is straight (illustrate) Wait, let me illustrate, his name ill but he the perfect picture of health Thought you was dealing weight? I asked you something bitch return with an answer He silent I right Will terminal cancer I wasn't trying to diss Richie before I was just throwing bars at this fucking snake His bitch a chunky skank, she'll lick monkey taint for a pumpkin cake But every single he make he be fronting like he sexing a diva That bitch a meat lover like the Dominoes specialty pizza How much a plane ticket cost from Yak Town to here? $250? $300? This ass whooping, priceless dog You got good performance, keep acting hyper dog Niggas got me feeling like Zeus with this lightning rod Cause if I kick in the door with the Calicoe there will be no fighting dogs I never met this nigga before, but offhand I could tell he's dirty Plus it look like a scene from Bad Boys II, nigga how old is you? Sh.. at least 30 This battle rap shit all strategy and I'm playing the right game Fuck your slogan, fat nigga, but for those who don't know mine Dice Gang... [Round 2: Ill Will] Yo you talking about a lot of fuckin guns, a lot of guns dog But have you ever actually seen when that lead spit? When bullets fly and a nigga head just blow back From niggas duck down to them hedges Or you on ya ducking the FED shit? That don't matter to me that just let me know Once I'm online and hit your site I could get anything I want From work to ya bitch, your Craigslist My initiation was the start of your deprivation You death sentence is near Mr. Kevin Bacon, hurry up Heaven waitin' You scared like sinners reading pages of Revelations I'm from the city where they hate the FEDS When niggas hop out of van with K's swinging like Jamaican dreads I could air holes with the Smith but that's heavy metal I'd rather torture this fake instead Take 9 Inch Nails and cut every nerve on ya (Nirvana) then I break his legs After all that beatin' and torture this nigga begging me to kill him So once that thing cock, his head rock and roll That's what I call a Grateful Dead Verb said when he holding them twin .40's it look like Roman Candles I mean I got that same double clutch But when I wave 'em it look like I'm playing double dutch We could take it old school when niggas do that cabbage patch You do the running man, I ain't no perpetrator but it ain't the peculator When I say that P will put you in the ER when I C you (U) later (later) I told niggas I'm on SOME OTHER SHIT Fuck slowing it down, speed it up, I told niggas I'ma SMOTHER SHIT But let me guess, you strapped you got a .9 right? Faggot that don't register through my mind right .9 snipe, pick his ass up like it's prom night But that's his shit, but let's talk about his shit He got a .9 that snipe right? Snipe and he pick it up like this, ain't that a bitch But if that's the case that ain't where the shit stop I'll pull out that big ass AK out the holster Let the barrel spin and he get all 6 shots Nigga you don't get figures and bust triggers I'm pissed off at you cause I had bad ass slick ass line about ya bitch But it's just been confirmed that you fuck niggas You fuck nigga, jump nigga, just give me a reason I can't believe this the nigga that you niggas believe in Just tell em approach me with class or them semi's will teach 'em And I'll blow chunks out this Cub Scout And leave his liver in a pool like the city in England III Will nigga... [Round 3: Johnie Alcatraz] This for the fans who've been asking why it took Johnie so long to get to the Proving Grounds Now for any cock smuggler that think I had to pay Qleen just to get seen, cool it down I battle Key Money money in January A week later Norbes booked me for March, I had to turn it down Then he wanted me in Chicago, I had to turn it down Not cause I thought that my shit don't stink Just wasn't the right time to move around Well bitch I'm here now, fuck it I got the draft pick Mag spit, turn ya bitch off like bad dick If I catch you know that's it With a Mag clip that'll finish his house like the last brick Wait for him and his chick to get Hitched, then the TEC sweep It'll kick his bitch in the face like Will Smith on a Jetski He a pit? Shells knock this terrier over When my apes throw the barrel at you Like they trying to knock Mario over His punchlines: "You salty cause I'm fly like a seagull" My punchlines: "Once his fate get sealed his soul will fly like an eagle" It's no clothes in the closet, it's all beams No sneakers in the sneaker box, it's all beams The Taurus shoot, have this bitch nigga leaking slugs So if you don't got the right aid (Rite Aid) I turn the wall green (Walgreens) If y'all niggas slick for a fix, my homies got coke and the dope And we strapped, keep live stock, farm animals My hands nice, I keep a cannon tho Big AR's all different size letters like a ransom note I heard that he scheming He's so stupid after the cops fingerprinted him he thought he was leavin' First time he ever been in the station, before that Only time he's been pinched is when he thought he was dreamin' This nigga'll get his head red, Conan O'Brian My right sharp but my left side... strong side, Remember The Titans I barely prepared for this battle, I don't know this bitch Guaranteed I still get the last laugh, but this is bigger than us It's about us trying to outdo the last class It's up to me, you, Chilla, Cash Eatin', Danja The white boy that battled Half Past So as of right now we seen as a unit But anywhere down the line y'all can get y'all ass smashed No gay shit, the K clip hold mad splash Crocodile Dundee knife, it's legal if it's longer than 4 fingers Nigga my shit half past And the TEC land a burst blast, that'll lift a submarine out the water X-Men First Class Clip like this we hold shit like that I give 'em half like a bad dealer My old heads moving white, Mac Miller Pull a pipe he turn white, turn to a gat peeler Gat whip him til he sees stars like Jack Thriller That's why I ignore the tongue ring jokes You see the motherfuckin scars on my knuckles? It's no doubt I live a violent life Alcatraz soft, he don't be wildin', right? Let's find out, him and his niggas packed in a squad I'm clappin' the driver in an iron fight In other words if my fire go off, that mean I put out the pilot light Now it's prior damage, he gon see I'm worser than that guy Manson When I grab the Mac And swing that bitch around my shoulder like I'm Jive dancing Dice Gang, Block City... [Round 3: III Will] Dog you right about the tongue ring shit, I read the comments Shit I feel the same way Just cause you got a motherfuckin tongue ring that don't mean that you gay But dog.... You got a tongue ring, nigga you GAY! That nigga went with him and his boys to the parlor One man like "Cause I'm a get that "Only God Can Judge Me and a picture of my son" You got a dumbass homeboy That probably got a brass knuckles hooked to a gun Yo faggot ass in the corner like "y'all know what... I'ma get a piercing on my tongue" When Norbes called this nigga he was so damn amped Him and his band camp feeling like the Grand Champ Faggot ass nigga probably got a tramp stamp that say "tramp stamp" Juice told me to talk to your tongue ring cause that's the problem This awkward, but "aye yo tongue ring, what's poppin? Aye cuz why you fuck with this nigga? You ain't even supposed to be fuckin with niggas Aye but cuz, just let him know He just keep coming with all that bullshit fronting out his mouth Talkin' about some shit that he knows nothing about I'll cock back wave the steel and throw some of ya cousins in his mouth This little nigga talk militant he Huey from the Boondocks I'm Huey Newton from the rooftop Talk shit in this bitch Johnie and it won't be good I mean they say Johnie got bars, I know but he's Alcatraz I can get out of them like Clint Eastwood/would You say simple shit like "I give you niggas from the D-12, shady set Or that SIG (cig') will burn his rib like a lazy chef" That shit was crazy fresh, but lady check What if the waitress was giving the cook some crazy neck Her man rummaging through her phone and shit and find a crazy text He storm up there soon as he hear about the crazy sex See the cook break his neck, throw him on the grill chest first Until he burn his ribs like a lazy chef That's some crazy shit, that's how I would've said it But see I don't care, you care When drama on the floor, that's when I do care Come to ya spot, shots, I send a few there Have ya holding ya BM like "Hold on, hold on, hold on" like Pooh Bear Nigga I will leave this MC cemented He talking bout he in a circle of gangsta's but ain't no G's up in it You can't imagine all of the things Mic Murdaraz TV invented He's virgin to the contact, so when I run on this wise man in that manger I'll throw something in his stomach without touching him But it ain't Jesus in it III Motherfuckin' Will nigga Yak Town!
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