Charlie Clips - Iron Solomon vs Charlie Clips lyrics

[Round 1: Iron Solomon] Charlie, Charlie, Charlie, Charlie I wanna know what it's like it have actually brought Rum Nitty's slogan to life I mean he let you decide and you chose suicide? You like South Park Kenny who we just don't want to let go No matter how many times you die you still show up the next show I mean you was on the verge and got big headed from success Now it's you or Jaz The Rapper, I don't know who gives a f** less The first time you half a**ed a battle we let that go But, but once you half a** twice you just an a**hole Well tonight, if we don't get some effort put in your pen Y'all league owners better never f**ing book him again The show's over f** your little half time act You got clips, Charlie, you really strapped like that? You try to take my lid off I'll have my man Ice snap Like he did for Cortez and throw the caps right back So we gon' get the full Clips or bullsh** or nine minutes? The truth is we don't trust you, you made that bed now lie in it I mean for real Charlie your slogan is "Sike I lied" isn't it? sh**, I can't even spell "Charlie" without the "lie" in it There's the Clips with the freestyles, the Clips with the three rounds The one we fast forward through and the Clips that gets rewound Well Clips could roll up rapping anyway he want I'll smoke all these Clips I'll face it once like a second generation blunt See, see, you, you took too many matches and that's what made you tender But before when we saw you we knew you was a great contender But haven't stepped on this stage from ever and really gave the effort Charlie, your career, how can we count on our ruler if he won't take the measures? Well now, you better pray to God cause I could be your savior dawg Or put a barrel on your throat like a Saint Bernard Either way you can't protect the throne it's time to change the guard Charlie, your career is in limbo, you need to raise the bar Or this will be your curtain call The lesson that you learning dawg Is hard work beats talent, when talent isn't working hard We've seen him serve 'em all, handle beef like a burger store You vegan now, it ain't the same ingredients we heard before (herbivore) And I'm shocked, cause you electrified the fans But in yo' current form You not as charged you lost your spark and now the whole circuit board/bored See, you was the people's champion, we rooted for you the seeds was planted But we stumped cause when we seen you branching out that's when he leaves us hanging? After Tay Roc, you got bolder (boulder) your ego keeps expanding And once you felt your rep had been cemented you took the streets for granted (granite) And they paved your road tripping Y'all pitched in the gas money Well moving forward no one's riding with him, he a crash dummy We doing this in Toronto I could've bodied him at home I came to G check this dick head like Bonnie did Charron See there's a bad one in every battle, you to rotten to rep The Apple Even "king of Harlem" is a status we'll never hand you Mook got the crown Uptown, he'll keep casting a heavy shadow As long as you and Loaded Lux keep getting wacker with every battle And just in case your fans think you bodying Iron It's only King Of The Dot, right? I'm not even trying [Round 1: Charlie Clips] This lil' voice in my head keep asking, "Why you play around with Rum Nitty like that...like that...like that." Damn, c'mon y'all we all know that Clip's great If I really wanted to k** Nitty I would've did it with a big shank It would've been a funeral, all of y'all would've been whining/wining over Rum that's a mixed drink They said it's a wrinkle in my career, well good think I got an Iron to get that sh** straight God talking to me like, "Don't k** Iron." I'm really trying Lord, but everybody gotta die from Iron Cat down to Iron Dog His big sister get the iron, little sister get the ironing cord He try to take flight? I'm a close his light before Ironing board/bored Yeah Iron, spit your little personals, won't none of them sh**s get to me Ain't you the one Math schooled? Well now it's time to make him history Oh, y'all think I ain't in Iron cla**, well I want y'all to peep the chemistry Every line cold blooded, watch how it break down Iron deficiency I got a plan to k** this man, oh trust me Ice the plan is vicious If he don't break fast while I'm waving the toast, I gotta jam the witness Oh you lucky I went vegan, cause back then it would've been a can of biscuit But now I got enough strength to start lifting Iron like Planet Fitness Hold up, y'all know what? I'm so muhf**ing mean with Let's bring that whole lifting Iron thing back and do a whole 'nother scheme with it He try to jog past me I sit up, like, "What's popping my old friend?" Then he try to dip off, I got a new phone but still with the old sim' What you about, 40? Well this sh** will help stretch out them old limbs Grab the shotgun and start pumping Iron like Gold's Gym Now I know that scheme might not work out, but that's the reason I gotta try again See my name ringing dumb bells while y'all was asking where Iron been If Iron push up on me the wrong way, I'ma crack Iron chin You in your crib? Well then I'll pull up at your door that's the Iron Gym Let me talk to you, yeah I'm vegan now, so what? I don't want beef or I lack the cheddar? Boy you know the drill, if I pull out them toasters I'ma clap the heckler, grab his b**h by her weave Organik, then I'ma ask her "Who rapping better? Take a deep breath, cause if she say "Iron" I'ma black and deck her Drill, toasters, iron, Black & Decker, that was all a scheme Ain't you from Brooklyn? Where Biggie, a black rapper said, "It was all a dream" Well where's your black friends at Iron? I bet a bunch of white people show up if I call your team So if y'all tell me Iron Man is black, y'all gotta be talking about the War Machine Look at you, you f**ing Jew, you'll do anything for a deposit This girl tried to tell me Iron was gay but I wasn't believing her logic Til one day I was walking by and heard the ho tell Iron "Come out the closet!" And that's crazy cause at the hotel the iron come out the closet I'll put you in ICU, VIP, you won't need ID Cause when I'm roaming (Rome-ing) with these numbers you gon' need IV I'll walk in the hospital, how ironic it's Iron I see And that's crazy cause "ironic" is "iron i.c." Wordplay You know what? Let's skip that, f** the chit chat Send your b**h down the block, I'll let the beam chase her If I got the Iron I'm terminate her too (Terminator 2), I got a mean laser Sara(h) Connor know it's Poison in my Pen, but I don't need paper Tell me how I was watered down against Rum and you gon' lick a (liquor) shot, that's a mean chaser Two 30's on, give him 60 on the way out, I'm a mean Laker Bulliets ain't got no name, this one Meek Mill, it's a Dream Chaser Iron I don't have to swing, I get a fan to do you dirty, that's a lean drinker Have two fives on the side of your whip, that's the Speed Racer Oh you Jewish right? But you knew the life I ride by your block on a Yamaha Get me hot, your gla**es gon' pop that's a thermometer They lighting candles up they don't know if it's a memorial or Hanukkah Head shot they gotta close the exit wound with his yamaka Like I told you before, I run up on Iron with a mean gun Put a hole in your head but not just any hole, the Rasheed one Tell my n***as to "roll up" and then smoke him before the weed done I don't got a slogan, but when you k** a n***a this bad you don't need one [Round 2: Iron Solomon] So you gon' shoot up my synagogue, huh? That's the type of punchline y'all should be emarra**ed to cherish When I run up in your church, your whole Parrish with perish I'm talking 'bout "bow, bow, bow!" like when your mama pray and sh** Then it's "pew, pew, pew" like where the congregation sit I've had the hardest artists in NWA show me love and respect You not even nice enough to be in NWX But when he get stuck with his pen and he can't seem to impress you He check what Eric has in store, his man D to the rescue With all the battles that you take I think the cash that you earning worthy But you half through your dirty 30's, room mating like Bert & Ernie See, you trying to act like the part of Harlem you live in is hostile Well all them people sleeping on your couch, you live in a hostel [15:12]