Gjonaj - Gjonaj vs Born lyrics

[Round 1: Gjonaj] -------------------------------------------- Besides politics, y'all wanna know why the layoff? Well it's hard for Dracula to reflect on the days he had to take off and still Count the bodies that he ate off Oh, you revamp lines. b**h besides that it's the same flips I mean, left and right, it's the same twitch; You try to convince us the bars are different, but it's the same sh** You don't shoot handgun after handgun You shoot hand gun, after hand gun, after hand gun b**h I grip the blade, it's gone be another fight that you ran from Wait, that's a personal. Grip the blade, Sco, ‘nother fight that you ran from? None of this is random I'll lose my sh** before I lose this sh**, fist or shank, choose it quick But if you don't pick and choose, I'll choose the pick I'm super slick, but if you don't get what I say He'll get a bullet in his f**in head It's like that song by Chicago, he'll be Dying In Your Arms Tonight It Must Have Been Something You Said I'll leave him with PTSD, so pop a couple of meds Turn on your night light, check under the bed Fans spent their whole life-supporting your flat lines But it's tough when you're dead So instead, let's exume the body Bring it back. Bruise the body You can see I threw hands. Illuminati (You can see eye through hands — Illuminati.) Wait that may-send the wrong message, but who cares You punch reckless, you swing to swing with no connection and no connections b**h I can do that too. And hit em harder because I'm smarter Just say some sh** like, “I'm a pistol sparker This can, sprays kin or came back, wait til it's a little darker Then pop up with one arm and take half his stash, that's Hitler's barber See, that's just a better version of his sh**. Yea, it sounds cold But why would I take half though? Bro I can make a “complex” indirect bar about anything I'll mention Christmas, like, “I'm right outside, I don't care,-I'll(carol) let it sing Santa Claus at a cemetery — what's that mean? Get Rudolph, rip, I'll pull and slay everything.” But you can't do what I do. See I'm a dual threat I mean from this point on, everything you do'll remind you of d**h Duel threat? Notice I didn't say do will, I said do'll again But it's a different type of duel I had to build to Cuz I had to take ten steps back, just to wait my turn and k** you Bullets through your jacket Blood everywhere, the sh**'s disgusting Nothing but red coats. Ambulance dispatch is like “the British are coming, the British are coming,” This is a revolution. I'm Revered and feared; Those scared of change are truly panicking But if y'all don't see the light, I'm through with battling Selling hookers or doing drive-bys, either way I'm human trafficking This is no accident I ain't here to dwell on the past about how you didn't do well in the past I'm here to fill in the facts, I'm k**in him bad Cameraman, you remind me of that weirdo from American beauty You gon spend this whole time filming a bag And you got two legs in like a sack race Open your last days, what's my rap name? My last name, get used to it You will not prevail, you don't got a shot in hell And tell these f**in leagues my free will is not for sale. Early [Round 1: Born] -------------------------------------------- I said Born vs Gjonaj. The contract sent, I ain't say a thang You was dead, soon as they signed an address (signin a dress) like Vera Wang Think The Hundreds. 2 guns, bomb on your shirt, cuz a pair ‘ll (apparel) bang Get his head wrapped and buried in the sand, n***a. That's a racial slang Should've been patient, lame. Now Gjonaj's the patient's name I'm a Damon Wayans — A knife was the last thing you and your dogs seen; it was Major Payne We ain't the same. I put in work in the streets, B; Dodgin police, tryna skirt on a DT So y'all think he really put work in to beat me? n***a I took the Gutta life worse than your P.G But we could throw the hands, you think it's worth it to sneak me You'll be losin grip with your soul(sole), you cheap searching for cheap sneaks My best defense in the club is reach for the steel(steal), he' get hurt off a G.P Oh, see these(CDs) get organ, eyes, it's a personal neat freak Believe me, the gun got a hair trigger. I could barely squeeze it Snitch, I' spill this pig's blood all over this b**h, he' get the Carrie treatment They love this n***a. Why? He be doin' Hail Mary reaches: Out-rhyme a don - out-Ramadan? Well it might not be that much of a stretch Cuz when they give him plates, he be rarely eatin' I'm prepared to beat him, it's Bar Wars, I look around like “who's who” Peep this scheme, street n***as I'm with too lewd Run in his Animal House and on cam I'll use a Desert on this dune coon f** the mic. Murderers step on the scene and air a goon room I move through. Tool shoot. This b**h get a red head when it f**in Rain — Nunu; Or I'm outside on line with clips — Hulu; Get animated, dog, and I'm drawin the Macs — Goof Troop The bird pop out to clock n***as if they're cuckoo By the way, tell that dancer stay on his toes It's double trouble, a pair ‘ll wet him with the .22. (Woo!) I got some screws loose, that's why the violence shown We in survival mode, shoulda knew I'd whip you for the cash like a title loan This A-rab try and pose, I'll fire chrome, they brought a lad in, so For all that Jazz, men brains flying on the carpet… now you can feel right at home I'm tryna start a riot though. But being ops on his resume You'd be more likely to break your spine for the cops like Freddie Gray n***a bein p**y ain't nothin to celebrate Pull a weapon later, he gon eat the bu*t of this b**h like Kevin Gates Set a date. Then I'm signin on the dotted line Lord to Allah, I got this b**h covered like Islamic pride Plus I'm always strapped with this Glock of mine n***a it's nothin funny bout this clip, it is not a Vine If your man rolled, you'd watch a core vet go from 0 to 100 like the Autobahn Dumping off nines for practice out the van like soccer moms You gotta die. On some real sh**, you gettin k**ed, b**h One round down, you got two more to deal with [Round 2: Gjonaj] -------------------------------------------- Let's take a walk through a guilty conscience But don't judge due to lack of admission I have all the talent in the f**ing world. But I lack the ambition The author of Frankenstein wrote “Of the danger of he who aspires to be greater than his nature will allow” Which is fitting. ‘cause I'm a monster, man-made Disrespected amongst these fake f**s And it's funny ‘cause these dead bodies are my genetic make-up I was created from a series of alchemy treatments Now I'm the next motherf**er you see Alchemist tweetin' What up Alc? I need a beat. Little bo no peep How could a shepherd with no cane be mad at the sheep? ‘cause where is it leading? What good were those double meanings if they have no actual meanings? You punch for nothing. Stop the sh** This ain't about bars, this is House of Cards; I'm Kevin Spacey, I'm k**ing people over politics And I told you I should be left alone You fell for the trap they set you on I was cement shoes disguised as a stepping stone Now walk on water. You get it yet? I'm a breath of fresh air, was that too indirect? You need me to live f** torture; I walk on hot coals smoking a cigarette Mocking your silhouette You're a shadow of a shadow of a man Who got goaded into being a sacrificial lamb And now you're gettin slaughtered, and all of em have to witness it; So what if he has to die, when I'm the one who has to live with it? What a shame. He tried to altar his image in six minutes And now he's on the altar, there's a big difference He still doesn't get it. I will. Not. Lose Look in my eyes. That pain and violence, insane asylum I'd rather be against the ropes than hang inside em Upholding a legacy But still watchin out for Judas ‘cause loyalty's sold separately These new friends are looking like old enemies But as soon as your name buzzing they come back like… old memories My craft is Minecraft: so how I control the building? It's f**ed up when every you know's crooked like Owen Wilson So when I'm done, please cut the check, I don't need the respect You never drug sh**, that's the placebo effect Why sugar coat it? f** the book and who wrote it, I noticed you say sh** for the f** of it I had enough of it You leave a message after the tone; I leave a message because of it Born, I'm k**ing you and they're lovin' it I mean even if I let you live, I'd still get charged with cruel and unusual punishment I don't believe in bad luck, but since this black cat crossed me, let's run with it I shaved with pieces of a shattered mirror for the past 7 years I don't believe in karma But when your turn comes back around, you'll realize you don't deserve this Life isn't perfect. Everyone Born has a purpose Lemme ask you something, b**h. Was it worth it? [Round 2: Born] -------------------------------------------- n***a, you gettin sheer beheaded I would say this is a disaster in the making, get ready to clear the wreckage But this is a Dizaster in the making; y'all got me battling Bashir the second Wait, let's clear the record This'll shake you to the core, ‘cause the Mac ‘ll choose disaster Honestly, whose man(-)made this wreck? Forcing aggression; he ain't even a natural Dizaster Nah, let's revamp that You fresh off the a**embly line, they packaged you Dizaster There was a category for(four), any damage done Then you would be an actual Dizaster This is facts you aught to capture. Why mention me? When you stole your flow, cadence and delivery? The epitome of a PG clone, steppin with some energy and imagery n***a please. How you dissing me when you Diz to me? I see you got with the right(-)click to copy-paste your history It was meant for me to body his a** quick How you emulate a n***a between 2 jobs and a cab shift? You idolize another man. I know your father is mad pissed s**in dick. Tryna rack a tier But he the weakest Dizaster to come out the D since Kwame Kilpatrick But enough of that sh** Try and picture this guy in trenches I'll leave this Arab Chin swole, like Harold and Kumar on slider binges You blew up on Gutta. So what? He was kinda timid Just ‘cause you bombed on a plain(plane) n***a Doesn't make you an Al Queda member 2 years, no losses. I gotta make this guy remember? When a solider give him a Red Skull it's not a Hydra center I'm about to defile this sinner and get him carried out Matter fact, this battle reminds me of a book in the bible Oh you get it or doubt I'm following the lord's orders Rocking the boat and going overboard when it's a clearer route Somebody tell Gnojaj bein' swallowed by the belly of the beast Something he shouldn't wear about Please, don't start no drama, ‘cause I'll air it out Nuborn's known to cradle caps like damaged scalp Y'all n***as remind me of the logo from Paramount Circle all around stars with a mountain on screen and nothin that we care about I prepared this bout. I'm a claimin the win I heard you called JC a n***a Well I dare you.. Nah, nah, n***a I triple dog dare you to say it again You racist within? I'm breaking your chin You feel golden, I blow cartridges To get him split on screen like he playin with friends There's no gangsta in him Calicoe said it's a difference between metaphors and real rap Yeah, Cal, you right, the difference is, once he met a four it was a real wrap Real rap. I mean you right in your hometown So everything you say, these people gon go wild But just remember: I gave y'all the lowdown, so y'all should know now The real disaster is him not using his own style. (Blow.) [Round 3: Gjonaj] -------------------------------------------- When you underestimate a man who has no losses You die for no reason, that's natural causes So with all this your fault, you were never warned? I mean the telltale heart beats never more There's not a single light round, so what are you headed for? You might not die, but you gon wish you were never Born There's sh** worse than d**h. You gon suffer another fate The sh** ain't black and white. You're looking at another race So who gon finish line, the first to cross Now that you mention it I'm not white We try (wheat, rye) to talk it out Til I pull a pistol or pump a nickel, wait — That could be said different: White, wheat, rye, pumpernickel, we BRED different I'm molded in this image to offer repentance So picture a holy descendant Standing over the f**in hole he descended Oh wow. You predicted religion would be a part of my angle Congratulations. One shot through your top get a halo Then I look over the body like, “How ironic. Once he drop his guard, he an angel.” But I guess that's what they made heaven for What's the expression? “Knocking on the devil's door”? Well I answered. Should I k** him in reality or k** him with quotes? Should I put him through hell or send him to hell? f** it, damned if you do, damned if you don't I' Little Nicky brother, I raise hell on Earth, so just act religious Bullets exit ‘is temple, let's take that a bit farther Statues cryin', I'll make rock bleed, that's stigmata Who want it with me? Tell me the truth, though Slingshots, give me my regular props In other words don't lie if you wanna get rocked I'm that nice. Call it congregation I grab the hatchet, have a conversation With his frame: chop it up Rosetta Stone body language, this has gotta stop When trust falls in the wrong hands, you see a body drop Now you gotta watch me put him out of his misery Or let him try to belittle me while legends are diggin' me But if they don't pa** me the torch, I'm literally Stealing the Statue of Liberty You could've left with your dignity But you had to get it so here's an actual threat I'll f**in snap his neck And have him looking over his shoulder like it ain't happened Yet I bet paranoia's the only thing that's beaming from him The grim reaper cast an image that should keep him running The irony if it wasn't for shadows, you wouldn't even see it coming But that means nothing when you're dead and rotting And that's the f**in problem, I'm not even done with rhyming And I'm talking to a spirit like a f**in shaman But this is my native language Chill, it's just a game I'm playing I k** the animal and make sure not a part is wasted Born, your d**h for the following statement: I'm a serial k**er. Are you following? There's a cult fanbase that'll only make it worse I'm Charles Manson: I control k**ers with my favorite verse You wanna know how to catch me slipping? Read his latest work You can't protest cutting trees with paperwork So f** it pick a side, I decide who can live and die If you don't get it I'm The firing squad: I'll k** you all with a single line Are you afraid of d**h? Relax, take a breath Organik and Gully are here. This is a major step But if I created this f**in path for you, I literally made your Step. What'd you expect? My son was starving. I let him eat with the grown-ups, I didn't need to And you disrespected me by biting the hand that feeds you And now you finally f**in realize who needs who. (Goodnight.) [Round 3: Born] -------------------------------------------- It's crunch time, so I'ma do what I do best. Punchlines Like I said before,you got your flow from another n***a. You cheatin', pal,disaster when this fruit biting That's who you guardin'? God, I'm at ‘im, even now f** you, I'm tryna body Surf off the stage That's how you reach the crowd This b**h get addressed, it's night-night That's a sleeping gown Take a L. B.S., if it's beef, he gon meet the pound Off principle, you and your faculty ‘a Eat a mill together like the teacher's lounge If we go hard, your chest (Chess) Cookin' when I Steams it down Feel like Gandhi when I'm drinking: A li'l Hindu ‘ll help me spread the piece around Christ the second coming? Well n***a you need Jesus now These punches non-stop. You Taken one too many Liam Nieson style. See the pow So smooth with the 40, it'll make Carlisa smile Give this who*e a scope. Snake You see the scales on this b**h? He a Libra now f** it, I'll heat this clown Silencer. The gun won't make a peep or sound; It'll whisper, I promise. Like a secret vow I'll creep in town. Like a bar with Parkinson's I'm ready to shake and open for the fade Heath Ledger, before the clip drop this Joker saw the grave If ths Bozo saw the pain I'm out here dolo, more thanbrave It's Anarchy, get hype man and catch a back slap That's O-Solo versus Swave This h*mo's so afraid he won't stand for himself But if I force your hand, you better play the hand you was dealt Wait, speaking of “hand you was dealt” I heard that you worked as a casino as a f**in card dealer (No, seriously.) I mean you gettin money. I mean it's no way for me to flip this, y'all But at least they know what they meant When they said he was gonna flip this card This b**h is soft. Wouldn't even hold a can I let it go, find him booking under chair like a Oprah fan Royal flush. See your poker face? Better show your hands Buddy won't gamble with the odds I bet when the chips are down he just fold his hands Hold it, fam. I'm the ace in the hold. You can't match potential Call your bluff, you need to follow suit, or your a** gets Stenciled Told him ante up at least a stack to ripple n***a look, soon as I was booked the cards was stacked against you n***a it's the gas they give you, that's the issue They like when you all shouting My lines come across screen for viewers without the ball bouncing Every night I'm sharp with the bar jousting But why black, Jack? When I can see no one on the card counting Now that was fire. f** it, I got the four crouching Extend-o take out a couple Jokers lost in the shuffle And still have fifty on deck, since we card counting Now, that was fire too Let's revamp it again. We in the yard pouncing Like the movie. Soon as it's spacey, he'll have 21 in his head Like he was card counting (If you seen the movie 21, Kevin Spacey, he was card counting..) (I said f** it.) We beyond shouting. I'm playing to win Say he gon get me, f** it, he won't say it again But y'all know my slogan. It's faces still or face the steel The love is love but n***a the hate is real