100 Bulletz - 100 Bulletz vs Kid Twist lyrics

[Round 1: 100 Bulletz] He named himself after a mobster Who'd shove an ice pick through his victim's ear But when the cops got him he sang like a bird The real Kid Twist became a snitch for years He was pushed out a window, dropped to his d**h And no one shed a single tear Ironic, you're a bird also known to flip Who's about to fall off and disappear How you King Of The Dot's ex champ and they consider you a rap vet? You've been battling for five years and I ain't even heard you rap yet Blackout 2 was the first time Twist wasn't making jokes It's funny how in a battle with Knamelis you shoulda been taking notes Even your fans will admit it was a brutal rape you let 'em down According to the Knamelis 2.0 judging system, you got 8/ate every round And I watched your battle with Dumbfoundead When you won I was dumbfounded Especially since the whole time you were doing a style that Dumb foundead Looking like a college professor giving a comedy lecture If your pen games on lock, you got a pocket protector You belong in the New Zealmand National Parks twist Right next to the Kangaroo's Cause Alex Larson is a kiwi, he's a bird and a fruit The Eleen Degeneres of battle rap, same hair shape and tight linens But I did notice a slight difference; she's funny and actually likes women Some people said you fell off but I have to disagree You got left behind when you stopped being active in the scene Now Rich the champ, Big Mac's back and he a beast Hollohan is the most popular rapper in the league Dumbfoundead makes a living just rapping on a beat 360 got signed and went platinum in a week Every battler that you've battled is now asking for a fee Except Bartone and you paid $150 to get ma**acred by me? When I compare you to a f*ggot in a locker room It ain't just words I say to clown you Cause I bet it gets hard waching everybody change around you [Round 1: Kid Twist] I knew you'd break down my past opponents But you're black and proud and you fight that bigotry So why'd you turn this battle into our school system And just study a white man's history So you're 100 Bulletz, I'm just wonering how far these rounds reach Cause if you're a 100 bullets, I guess they weigh about three pounds each And it's like your spine retracts Cause your shoulders and head are together So when I say you have a turtle neck its not to reference your sweater I hope you get drunk, vomit in your mouth Then hold your breath for forever Cause its only right this Syd Vicious clone chokes to d**h on a Bender If you got one of those old URL intros funny would be an understatement Up next we got 100 Bulletz his biggest strengths are pronunciation and punctuation It's a fact gotraps.com is the aress of his old site So you should be running Smack Cause you've rapped on a URL your whole life You can't afford a haircut so you shave it right off at home Hey, at least that's a free-style that lets you shine off the dome And it's very doubtful that this magic eight ball shook me I'm just surprised they found enough glitter to vagazzle this bald p**y He's such a nice guy no devilish thoughts Old white ladies cross the street When they see you, but you help them across So don't act like you're blasting wild, leaving caskets piled You won't smoke me with the Cig bullets, you're Black & Mild And it's not tough to use your ammo up in big amounts Any idiot can fill a clip dump and then bounce A marksmen takes a single shot and slumps 'em unannounced So if you 100 Bulletz, I'm the one that really counts [Round 2: 100 Bulletz] You keep using fat jokes, keep going it'll leave Twist hurting Dog, you look like the thin version of a Tim Burton stick person I know I said bars over jokes, but honestly it's never that It's better rhymes, better jokes and all around better raps You confused if you think I'ma lose to this toothpick See I got entertainment and bars on deck like a cruise ship This limp wrist boney dyke always lived the sober life Til he was Fed-Ex, now he services mail/male packages overnight ANd you said your girl's 6 feet with a deep twat Now I'll admit I'm a science rookie But basically what you're saying is that you're both attracted to giant pussies It's rap over everything, shouldn't be a mystery 100 Bulletz I make comic books you shoulda checked the history Dose, Twist, Corey Charron aka Triple C The Dark Knight k**ed a Penguin, this JOker and Mr. Freeze/Frees Charron's Mr. Freeze like spitten frees What? Saying it twice gets you aggravated? If these sharp lines go over heads you would get decapitated And don't ask if I really keep the heat near my belt Its metaphors but you might not leave with your health Cause if I phone four G's you'll need serious help There I go again, I gotta keep repeating myself I said if iPhone 4G's you'll need Siri's help Now as a writer you have some growing pains Now every rapper's got your number here So Jet Son, this Rugrat ain't been the King Of The Hill since The Wonder Years You must have had some Fairly Odd Parents For them to raise such a mark Plus you get Goose Bumps around n***as, Are You Afraid of The Dark? I think it's time Boy Meets World, but see I dug up some info You write children's books for a living It's no small wonder that how Twist flows But you know what's older than the Flintstones? Your childish humor and dick jokes And if you pay attention you'll notice that's all kids' shows [Round 2: Kid Twist] So he said it's not bars over jokes, it's rap over everything But you're just a nerd clowing other nerds I'm corny your whole style is making words sounds like other words You think anyone who actually bangs in the streets with ratchets to aim Shoots a guy and thinks I left that mark messy, eh And Mark Messier sounds exactly the same You got that voice only nerdy fans would love So you're scared to battle thugs How is this jerk chicken, but white people find him bland enough? Your BMI is on the unhealthy side of average but Until my minute and a half is up, you are fat as f** You eat food like it just came out Your gut's a lazy teenage, you feed it, you clothe it, but it just hands out But look on the plus side of being ma**ively fed If there's any raps you forget You've always got a couple of lines in the back of your head They didn't come to see the though guy lose to the know it all They came to see the blowing pin finally get revenge on the bowling ball This fat dudes a disgrace so you can't be that choosy in taste Your b**h looks like Daylyt But she can still get my Spawn tattooed on her face Yeah you beat Charron That's like beating me on easy mode with the code saved But now you're facing a boss on expert With your thumbs swollen and both sprained So I"m exposing this old lame as the coin in an arcade machine That's broken and won't play, a token with no game [Round 3: 100 Bulletz] All these fat jokes you still getting k**ed where you stand Dog I ain't fat, it's called being built like a man You said believing in God is just like having an invisible friend ANd told Uno that he couldn't use religion to win But there's proof of a higher power so just sit real tight Hollohan AKA God has sonned you God his son Jew So he is real aight/Israelite Now that you're known for the excessive losing A rosary is your best solution In 5 years of battle rap you've shown the least progressive movement You haven't changed a bit, it's like this joke MC to test improvement How you call yourself an Atheist but clearly don't believe in evolution If you can't rap in a rap league it's time to find a new hobby It's crazy how this dudes scrawny, but they'll say I caught a huge bod 100 Bulletz, two shotty's wet your block up, pool party Then give you ten for/10-4 taking reckless than it's crssshh! Over and out do you copy? Come through popping one two drop 'em Blow your roof off like a tsunami Kung-fu chop 'em take them shoes off him And send them back to Tom Cruise mommy You gonna lose dummy, listen B this kid will be in disbelief Throw fits and leave, quit the league And come back to put the kid to sleep I'll treat his eyeballs viciously, PineSol, Listerine Lysol, Mr. Clean, he'll cry, brawl, kick and scream Knives, saws, ripped in three Tiger Claw missing teeth No hydrosol, histamine, Tylenol, cyprodime The next time you spit a free Twist you'll be somewhere in between A twisted scene from Hitler's dreams and the Nazi Scientific Team You think you better than us, I hate f*ggots that chirp like you I bet a talking parrot could put together words like you And your degree in Creative Writing don't take a nerd's I.Q But of course you look down on the battle scene You got a bird's eye view Alex got arson in his last name so I ain't gotta aim the ratchet Alex is on fire I want this Emo banned for being a flaming f*ggot Now he'll die from a slit wrist and blast two in your brain I just put Kid Twist in a box...and left room for Arcane [Round 3: Kid Twist] I know it's gonna get offensive if I mention his skin But you're so dark you use SPF-10 Even African American activists can't stand ya Black Panther, you look more like a black panda On a serious note I think it's racist to say this guy sounds white Then I heard you drop the n word against Dose And it just didn't sound right Pronouncing the ER could lead to big catastrophes And your n bombs have enough Eurgh to run a British battle league On Friday night he searches Church Street parties For a Romeo to give Bullethead like the kid on Steve Harvey Is he a G? Hardly, if they thought that he'd harm me They're giving Bullets too much credit like the shots from Lee Harvey Speaking of Harvey's All those carbs he eats are leading straight to heart disease Whoa slow it down not my bar I mean The blood flowing through your arteries You could start a boycott by s**ing dick through a glory hole Cause you're gay, black and wish you were white, you're a rainbow Oreo Compare him to my standard contenders It's the best in the world traded for Ground Zero Like the crash in September, so you'll collapse at your center You gave your maximum effort but show cracks from the pressure So I'll have him going back to the minors like a relapsing molester But I'll leave you one shot so you can feel this loss to its full extend And k** yourself, barrel in your mouth no bullets left