[Round 1: Tsu Surf]
I finally understand what Mook said about Iverson in that crossover, silly me
Psych, I take the cross over on Jordan career
High 37, and Mike only had 23
It's about the fight, win or loss
Why pick on somebody helpless?
If you can't paint a picture on your own
You make a stain on somebody else's
Since we on the topic of Iverson
I'm thinkin' IVs, ER, son missin'
Aye, I end up on that island with him
Somebody come get him
Money on his head, I only answer if the sum different
I'm TS and you 'bout to take a Pun visit
I will spare your life, but the trunk, you 'bout to jump in it
We got all night, Melvin Terrell Bryant
This just early round blunt twistin'
I don't wanna hear about your big bags and your jar deals Mommy sniff coke, you pitch coke in the hard field
You seen me in your state
You ain't in Newark where them cars squeal
I walk through Carolina so much I got tar heels
Said they say they call him "The Bear"
Well, I'm there, like, "Where that bear at?"
Catch 'em by his foot, he cryin' wolf, I'm in that bear trap
Look like a bear, taste like deer snacks
Treat him like a b**h: I had that Magnum hit a bear back
'Cause I really don't f** with y'all right now
Y'all mothaf**ers the reason
I'ma make a slaughter off of Top
New chopper I named "Blood," I bought it off a Op
Custodian after school; walkin' with a mop
Earl Manigault; I can knock a quarter off of Top
I pull up and cop everything you sellin'
And we don't even buy those
What was your biggest problem?
Math? Boy, I stood in front of Hollows
What kinda bear is you: koala, panda, or gummy?
n***a, bet it on you, then he a motherf**in' dummy
Let him ask Beasley for a raise, he'll hell-no him
If this was ball, first play of the game I'll elbow him
Switch blade, three strikes, razor blade, shell to him
Eagles will do Terrell Bryant like Terrell Owens
I ain't Saga, I been to Hell, I can tell you what fryin' is
Long clip, 60 out of two fours; I'll Kobe Terrell Bryant's kids
You on Smack now—wow! Feelings of joy!
In URL years by grade, this n***a's a boy
You on contract to rap every time they snap
Us top tier n***as call that fillin' a void
Pull up in a horse, you gon' need more than a toy
Wrap him like the Greeks, send the pirates, ahoy!
Know your history, know your school
I've been Smack since a boy
Who ever thought I'd k** these n***as in front of Troy?
I kept Hermes belt for the ride though
Switch-blade shape him; Steve Harvey at the Apollo
I send my dogs in the hole if we find out that puss hidin'
I tell 'em, go and water well his block
If we find this puss hidin'—Hermes, Apollo, Poseidon?
That's all Greek sh**, mixed with street sh**
Three flips, back to back, like a Meek diss
No multiple choice, you're gonna get hurt or you gonna die
I played possum for you, ain't even gonna lie
We lookin' for you, and you standin' on this corner, why?
Lickin' with the Bulldog, look like a bullfrog caught a fly
Win? I think not, but I do see Terrell tryin'
We got to sit through three rounds of trap sh**
And Terrell lyin'; we gon take our shirt off
And twist it round our head when we hear 'bout Terrell dyin'
Eight from an 8, some deers couldn't catch it; Terrell Bryant
[Round 1: T-Top]
I say yo, well, it's T-Top vers' Tsu Surf—well, let's dissect it
This p**y wouldn't get the W if Plies said it
I'm rollin' through your neighborhood with a prosthetic
b**h, that's a arm that detatch in five seconds
I'm talkin' quick as a Vine message
As soon as Smack say "Nephew"
Grab the pump, take his life, God (guard)
Don't let him be another n***a that they rescue
Suge punched you in your chest, well, if that gauge press you Your man bringin' 60 roses like a back page special
b**h, I remember you was
Poppin' on your block, a hot commodity
Well, I'll get it poppin' on your block
Watch somethin' hot come outta T
I let it fly in your face; it's not from poverty
Start pickin' off the head; it's not the lottery
I'll split a n***a sh**; it's not biology
Teach him how to rap his head up; it's cosmetology
n***a, f** what you tell the fans
For years you been watchin' me
Even hosted my first battle, the open eyes can see
You came back to the Smack stage after you copied me
That's robbery, how this bird n***a started mockin' me
Well, save all them struggles
My n***a, 'cause I don't give a damn
You see me snap and try to steal my stories, like Instagram
I told Brizz: "I get the bodies, you go and get the van!"
I leave the scene two Cortez's; that's Spic 'n' Span
I click and blam, n***a, you better spark somethin'
Yung Joc; I lean over here (hair) just to part somethin'
Water too hot for the pot, it got the jar bustin'
Told my fiend: "Look both ways!"—it's like a car comin'
And Tay Roc, b**h, you stole that line
I told you that when we were sparrin' on the phone that time
What you gonna say? I rap about cookin' dope? That's fine
I f** around and leave Roc on the stove next time
Speakin' of Roc, I'm really in the field, Tsunami
With them trappers, we really movin' crills, Tsunami
So much water, I had to use a real tsunami
And started whippin'—you ever seen a real tsunami?
b**h, you lucky you ain't get k**ed, Tsunami
The way them Newark n***as was hurtin' him
Mad 'cause he reppin' they hood but he from Irvington
Them b**hes left bottles in his section like they servin' him
sh**, I'd have put the 5 to his back, like I'm burpin' him
The nerve of him, he went to the Lou'
Got smoked by Verb and them, they murdered him
Called out Mook, but he wasn't deservin' him
We all watched your career die and rebirth again
'Cause that when Roc gave you life like it's your third offense
b**h, see you f**ed up
You suppose to break him down and move the rock
You broke him down and started usin' Roc
Out here takin' all these battles, lookin' like you usin' rock
b**h, what happened to that Crip flag that you used to rock?
Bow! .40 cal, that's what I use to rock
It's like I only see R.I.Ps when Crips comin'
I get everybody in blue buried, I split muffins
Big somethin', don't come doly, I hope your men ride
Whoever walkin', dead
I make 'em watch the murder like when Glenn died
I'ma bring a whole family of k**ers from the Queen scene
Back in the 80s, said it was crazy sellin' clean clean
My pops rock-a-byed a few n***as, he did his thing thing
Ironic he a k**er like Prince and on Supreme's team
They like, "Top, if your daddy on Supreme's team
Well, why you ain't never let his name go and drop?"
'Cause I ain't Clips or Calicoe
I ain't tryin' to get no fame off my pops
I'm totin' clips, Calico's, I'm tryin' get some fame off my pop b**h, you went bangin', I went slangin'
We took a different route
I was stuck in a trap, you was stuck in the house
Rollin' over the 60 n***as, tryna see what that Crippin' 'bout
I was wakin' up to workers baggin' up with they titties out
You get it now?
It's like I came to see murder, brother; I ain't Percy
The long nose s**s for you; it ain't Kirby
The stand keep movin' around; it ain't sturdy
So, how you gonna stop this round? He say Jersey
[Round 2: Tsu Surf] {21:00}