Charlie Clips - Charlie Clips vs Illmaculate lyrics

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Charlie Clips - Charlie Clips vs Illmaculate lyrics

[Round 1: Charlie Clips] Word is y'all wanted to watch Sir Charles ball out in Phoenix again That ain't even a punchline and y'all can already see the crowd feel that They say “Chill Clips, you're going against Illmac' He's a white rapper you shouldn't let this steel clap” Well the Calicoe I brought is not the host of this battle that was real rap I'ma put this man behind bars all night for nothing you should feel black Mama told me slavery ended a long time ago But I seen these leagues still picking cotton and his name is Ilmac' Well what's popping cracker? The main n***a is home, he want his field back You got k**ed by Hollow and Conceited in one hour, you should feel wack You got lost for words and had to read a thesaurus/The Saurus to get your sk**s back Is it Illmac-u-late or Illmac-u-let? Well Illmac-u-let your wig get peeled back My wordplay is too amazing, I know the crowd feel that You see these leagues put a battery in his back And they paid me to come and k** that Cause overcharging a battery is the main reason that we k** Macs Hold on for a second though Petty hustler bars, oh that mean my flow past crack I raise the Glock or raise the stock, like I know NASDAQ I'll let him hold half that He'll eat so many shells his autopsy report will read "Joe's Crab Shack" I don't leave my crib to go and hustle The fiends come by and then they buy again They pull up, I give the work-out by the door, that's the iron gym Big gat, knock off fat, if I miss then I'ma try again It's a gauge and this 1-12 will have you dying Slim I don't talk about pulling guns out on Twitter Cause these ain't the kind of shots to follow I'm on Eastern Time, I k** him tonight, that mean he died tomorrow I feel like battle rap cameramen I zoom in with the cannon like Twizz give him a lot of Hollows But if I pan, I turn this fruit into a vegetable, that's Avocado I hope you don't think my n***a came from Roc-A-Fella cause Freeway kid I Roc fellas, the gun poking out like Freeway beard Freestyle off the top but we all know you ain't gon' say sh** f** it I freestyled off the top, I'm on some Day' sh** You want bars? I'm just joking with you n***as He thought I f**ed up, I was just showing him I'm straight nice You nice, but you ain't gon' do sh** for Real, you Daylyt [Round 1: Illmaculate] Look, Charlie, I give a f** if you got praise I hope you brought your girl with you I'ma treat you like QP and pull your boo off stage Matter of fact, I'll pull your girl's girl right here Treat her like Daylyt and pull your boo's boo of stage I don't know if you right in the head like mental stability But you have several abilities Of forcing wordplay and stretching your similes He'll end up in a box when I'm addressing him lyrically Why would you even stamp him? He ain't the whole package, just got a special delivery He'll say lines like, “I might rumble with a lot of sh**.” That's you? But he sells it well You're like a used car salesman, Clips You take garbage and you sell it well Example, you watch his battles live thinking dude has got some sk** Until you see the footage back and it loses all appeal Cause you brought that sh** he sold you thinking, “Ooh, I got a deal” Then gone a block down the street and it's “Oh, I lost a wheel.” For real! Y'all ga**ed this cat, man Most of what you wrote in your verses is stale as sh** Only reason it comes across on the surface is a boat full of merchants; that's salesmanship/sailsman ship Clips, I'm spitting facts, your sh** is wack Soon as we interact I twist his cap Quicker than a silver back can skin a cat Want me to break down Clips y'all? Here's his formula Something about a gun being this small or this tall Reference a hersey number when it draws or list off a team's roster Phoenix Suns, that's your pitfall, see now your jigsaw has been solved sh** y'all, he cancelled his battle with Big Kannon He'll try to play off BK had him shy I guess what Chi did to BK in the playoffs had him shook of BK in the Chi' b**h I'll walk to Chicago with a kilo of Doctor Zhivago We can go mano-a-mano homie, I'm el Blanco Diablo Yeah, he cancelled his battle two weeks ago Tried to move around the date, too afraid of losing like his weight But look at him Like that's the first time Charlie's had too much on his plate f** it, you can catch this L then He flew here, struggled to belt himself in And that's why he takes so many battles He's literally trying to stretch himself thin Time! [Round 2: Charlie Clips] Yo, you right, I did cancel my battle with Big Kannon And I wanna apologize to Chicago from the bottom of my heart I know I had the whole city and state very tight I said but that's funny I could cancel a battle and still make every site I didn't want Big Kannon to think he was very light I could have showed him I was very nice Where I'm from they shoot all day I can hear a big cannon rapping every night I said I'm freestyling off the top And I already know this n***a can't stand Charlie Yeah, but when I come to Arizona what they say? "You the man, Charlie" Damn, it's funny my name Charles so I be feeling like the man Barkley Tossed the gun and get my white shooter to k** you, Dan Majerle Ah sh**! No protection from these bars, I'm on my raw sh** Yeah, they felt my bars but say I lost it 4-5th on my side the shot will go through Caustic, go through KG Knock Cor' on the wall and make Cor' stick I say every gun in my bag, they know it's big like Ted arms When it's beef I also bare/bear arms like Ted arms Beer, Ted, freestyle off the top if you hear arms We hate arms, 40 Cal. got insurance on him, that's State Farm I don't got a problem to fly anywhere For the right amount of bread I'll travel on site Shoot his body to so many pieces They had to Sketch his DNA like the first battle of the night I'm whipping this boy a** off the top And he shaking his head so he know it I got a shooter and the KG I know ain't a Poet I'm doing this sh** off the top 'Bout to turn this n***a whole frame into barbecue I hate midgets and guess what? I also came with that Arsonal Hold on, where we at Phoenix? Where we at? Where we at Arizona? I told them n***as I want something good to smoke And they give me Arizona? Well I'll air-a-zone-ya I wanna shout out to everybody from Arizona Did you dig that? Yeah, I don't want y'all thinking I'm freestyling off the top Like that was a quick scam, I just stumbled I know it look like I'm going down in some quicksand But I just want y'all to know if I pull out and let this fifth blam We in Arizona? So he shouldn't mind his mouth on this big can Lock and loaded, and you that know you can feel 'Mac I woke up on an Illmac' with an ill mac Spread his body got everybody like "Eww Mac' That's a freestyle off the top and I know y'all could all feel that You had a record label and got dropped It's sad you had to give your deal back [Round 2: Illmaculate] Yo, he freestyled a whole round, well f** it, get an L You said “off the top” so many times, b**h trust me, we could tell You know what? That sh** was a** I'm glad you brought up State Farm though Now you seen he ain't Progressive cause he ain't got Flow Yo, you're on some bullsh**, Clips, like a Porta-Potty I'm on my Bull sh**, Clips, Jordan, Scotty For that paper I'll turn into an animal; origami He won't wanna talk about the battle like a former Nazi Dawg, I'll war with Charlie like a foreign army And check him before he cross the line like a border crossing It's sad, Clips fans keep reinforcing Charlie Even when he's forced and sloppy, corny, co*ky I swear he could've no-show and they would still sworn he got me This about to be a long day I'm sick of hearing you're undefeated, that's what y'all say But he got spazzed on with Serius, like Kanye on Sway I'm sick of Charles saying he's undefeated It's too easy, he loses routinely Why put Clips in front of a mag like News Weekly When he got k**ed f**ing with Magic like Houdini? Undefeated? How is that when you're rounds are trash? What about Tay Roc? He couldn't escape Roc like Alcatraz Look I'm 'bout to spaz, break it down if you learn slower Undefeated, examine the word closer You'll lose possession of that title the second my third's over But you ain't had possession since you lost the Roc that's a turnover All facts, O-Red beat you but it wasn't all that Put that on SMACK If that was Proving Grounds neither one of y'all cats Would have been called back Dawg, how are you arguably undefeated When you're the only one that's arguing you're undefeated? Peep it, I give a f** if he think he a heavyweight He can lose, Heartless already k**ed you Never make an excuse f** a tier, here you'll see a legend making the news Perfect you got sonned by a son Cause I could get your whole generation removed I can't fathom why he look so glad rapping till I Glad Wrap him The Hanzo Blade slayed a 1000 masked clansmen Broke The Grand Wizard's Black magic and beheaded the grand dragon, The Last Dragon Play like I'm not respected Your face will get complimented backhanded Dawg, if we exchange hands like a transaction You better keep your eyes on the hands like Pan's Labyrinth Look where you at damn it I rap at a standards you aren't able and I'm glad it's panoramic So the fans can understand I'm attacking from all angles Time! [Round 3: Charlie Clips] I remember them Grind Time days like it was yesterday I used to watch your battles and catch mad chills You, The Saurus, Dizaster all displaying mad sk**s Had so much Poison in your Pen I thought them groupie b**hes would give you mad feels But Lush told me you never rock Be direct (Drect) all the hoes gave you was Madd Illz Damn homie, in Grind Time you was the man homie? What the f** happened to you? It's ironic you left the game to use cane you came out looking old, 'Mac You out your noodle if you think you gon' beg me for my cheese I'm cold, 'Mac You a pimp? Well I don't mean to laugh Steve Jobs but I ain't sold, Mac Five b**hes, he wouldn't go to F1, you probably fold, 'Mac I know you hate them Mac references Every battle rapper it sounds like it get repeated Well they pay me to do that sh** I can't control the tab when my presence is needed If you stop spitting multi's and spaced bars Maybe your swag would get completed But instead you backspace and that's why your career get deleted You can do the personals if you want but bar for bar I'm straight vicious I just brought a new gun, put a beam on top, that mean I ain't missing That mean the Clippers came with dots all on 'em, that's Blake Griffin You know what? f** my next line Your real name is Gregory Poe Gregory Poe, that don't sound like the name of a celebrity Gregory Poe You got me backwards, po' Gregory I'ma talk to you about something my n***a I'ma tell you something about these bars my n***a I'm getting wild, bro I'll murder your dog, food for thought, that was Alpo Let me talk to this n***a for a minute With these lines I'm the bomb, bro You try to block me, you won't make it to see the morning/Mourning That's Alonzo Tell your mom it's a Blood Sport I catch a ride and I hit your moms, bro With the Tommy Gun, hit a van Damn, (Van Damn) you should've seen what I did with that Tom, Poe Bar after bar, I guess these n***as stuck with me What happened Arizona? I thought all you n***as f** with me I'm the best n***a doing this sh** and all of y'all ga**ed tiers Least I ain't gone like Calicoe, talking 'bout "Y'all loved me last year." I said I did this sh** for y'all, we all know Illmac' I didn't need that I got a Big Kannon spitting all in your face like this the rematch These n***as ain't really nice with all that, I make 'em seem wack Arizona I just did this for y'all, I love the feedback [Round 3: Illmaculate] Yo, he spit that whole round like he was gon' hit me with loud shots But only way he could get cheers was Daylyt's first round Giving the crowd props f** it, mute that sh**, you better of trying rhyme silent Why you side eyeing? Damn, homie, tonight you won't get rich but you gon' die tryin' Man, I'm sick of fans writing me Saying my albums too good asking why it's free And I should charge a higher fee when Teddy Grizzle wires me I'm sick of entire leagues biting me including you I mean there's a line between taking a rhyming scheme And biting an entire underlying thing For instance, my third round against Bigg K Inspire his second round against Tay Clearly, no debating I mean he was in the same place on the same day We had battle of the year, clearly, no debating I mean, it was a clever angle I wasn't surprised when he jacked it But maybe there's an explanation for why he did it Cause saying he didn't is the biggest stretch imagine Maybe he wouldn't have did it if he was less distracted Maybe he was so engulfed by my third round when I rapped it He took the ending literally and thought it never happened I mean, it could happen, right? Come to think of it, maybe I didn't even spit what I think I did See I can be reasoned with, maybe you're not a piece of sh** Maybe that alternate reality theme you bit Was actually original and your scheme to flip Maybe, I mean that seems legit, right? Now that's what you call reaching, Clips Charlie, it's the Darndest Thing, I'm sonning you Blame it on our genes The reason the similarities aren't few or far between That's probably why there's a part of me In every one of Charlie's schemes like Martin Sheen f** it, I don't get enough credit Like a kid when he cut cla**, but he can have all the credit sh** I live with enough cash He told O-Red, “Everything you spitting is much trash.” That don't even count as a set-up like Diz when he punched Math You should have known I was an obvious threat Knock knock, you funny, Clips like a comedy sketch There's not a lot to be said, thanks for having me on the event He might have took my idea in a sloppy attempt But this URL, so he can steal my material but can't copy respect Time!