[Round 1: Daylyt] This is the story of Cain and Abel, my brother… The sires has put us in a world full of fire And in that case, we both gotta go through hell But Joey told me he don't want two Shamus on the stage So this isn't gonna go two/too well/whale No roller coasters, no show promoter but my n***as be bookin' sh** You fear me though n***a, you hear me though n***a I am a wolf, serial k**er n***a it's Cookie Crisp Now I gotta catch the awkward body and that's no Snooki diss Last week was the rookie list Bars, performance, aggression, I got a flow to practice I am The Wizard of Oz dog dickhead, the total/Toto package Think about this, Curious George eating his first meal on Vine What's that? A banana clip n***as who play a**, god it don't matter how loc he is The Hulk still gon' slam his sh** That's light, do the Math boy, we rock with the hands too Cuz with the blicker it's little Richard, all you gon' hear is “Bop bop bollubop ba bop bamboo!” And the n***a in the background like “woowoowoowoowoo!” First thing I tell em “get yo tooty fruity a** over here!” We was looking for him everywhere like trying to catch ‘em Catch the mail in the dress, I mean we hit everybody Like “Yo what's this n***as mailing address?” He said don't go to house, why? He a f*ggot- We kick the door in guess what the first thing we see, this male in a dress [Round 1: Dizaster] You owe me like 3 dollars from 2006 Where the f** is it at, fam Do you guys, god damn Do you understand how it's like to wake up every morning And convince your best friend that he's not Batman Like yo, Gotham doesn't exist Stop acting hard To the Batmobile! What f**ing Batmobile, Day, you don't even have a car Yo I know this f**ing hurts for me to say that Man, this f**ing pains me to say that But I have to get my game back And some things have to be this way, I have to take that And you can't change that Sorta like your f**ing face tat This motherf**er's always been in a roughed up place You know it's bad when I've known him 10 years And my Dad still refers to him as "that one friend" You know, the guy with the f**ed up face I mean, what the f** you gonna do, dawg Give me the offer Anybody who steps to me Your girlfriend, I'll drop her Your grandmother, I'll f**ing sock her Rip her Life Alert necklace off her And beat her in the f**ing head with her metal walker Your girlfriend wants to step up she can get the chopper You try to be her bodyguard like Kevin Costner I'll let it ring more times than a heavy shopper You and your b**h can spoon together in the box like Betty Crocker This sh** is gonna end up being his defeat You remember that time you and your girl gave me a ride to Laguna Beach Well guess what, I left my boogers under your seat Yo, I hate this sh** Cause me and him grew up together We fueled eachother Now you guys got us over here so we can duel eachother Just for the sake of doing numbers But I ain't gon' do this, just cause my views can suffer But if I don't beat him today Then them motherf**ers gonna keep talking sh** And I don't wanna lose another So I'ma snap and one thing gon' lead to another Then I turn into Cain And that's how I'll be able to shoot my brother Yo, are you okay? Noooooooooooooooo! My brother!