Don't Flop - Arkaic vs Illmaculate (Round Two) lyrics

[Arkaic Round 2] Yo, my man said my head looks like a cracked egg Well thats fine, yours does too, but yours hasn't hatched yet So I'mma catch this body on behalf of Don't Flop Entertainment See they wrote me off for ages And if he's out of this world I'll k** him while he's floating on a spaceship Like Dozer in the Matrix But you should've known I'd box his face in And give the monkey from Coco Pops a facelift I'm trying to focus on the basics Get a bonus in my pay slip, but not him See, raps his only occupation And he's going broke so you know he's phoning all of these promoters up for favors But if that's the case, this is what happens when i put you under closer observation And I'd tell you to keep your chin up But that's the only way you can hold a conversation Hey yo, a legend is born This is Brooklyn on December the 4th I go Ed-a-ward Norton, American X on this dwarf Foot pressed to the floor With a curb next to his jaw I get it bruv, I get it, you got no respect for the force You've broken every single American law You put the lead in the four, spray it off and then let it explore But if that's the case, how'd you even get your little legs in the door And that's funny, cos' you can get into my country but I can't get into yours And of course, I know he's only ever good when he ever he's with Pete They stay in hotels and he tickles feathers on his feet You ain't exactly the strongest member of the team And anyone that's heard of you and 'Saurus knows your Aldous Snow You ain't puttin' on a performance unless you get him to the Greek You lost to PoRICH and Diaz, do you know how waste that is Your crews called Sandpeople like star wars, do you know how gay that is Listen, and you ain't gettin' payed for sh** I mean what are you getting between you, like $200 a night And your manager get's 10%, that's like $20 a night Bruvva, I ain't knocking your grind, I'm fully on for working in the job that you like But you got that kind of face that says "I'm the one they send to the shops all the time" Yo, you want short jokes, fine He's so short; he looks like he lives in a windmill on a crazy golf course f** it, yo, He's so short we know this ain't incredibly fair He's so short he needs ladder, just to get up the stairs And against Arsonal you chocked like a chicken In your battles you go ''aye, aye", like that's the only consistence Which makes me think you're a scouser of an alchie that hated the old life he lived in Either that or your buying batteries and need roadside a**istance! See it's a par because I've been barrin', way before his partner get skin grafted You perform to a bunch of backpackers, your hardly a big artist I make him go all types of nuts, like a jar full of mixed almonds And you're gettin' bodied overseas like Osama Bin Laden! Time [Illmaculate Round 2] So I blacked out against Arsonal, f**in' A But you don't have crusty braids and I ain't drunk today Besides that night was Cool Runnings, obviously someone gave Sanka his lucky egg See I can roast in my sleep Cruge';s dad told me that weed was gross but it's cheap Now image all the weed that you sold in the street Yep, that's what I smoke in a week I smoke more than you sold I sold more than you know I lost more than you made And made more than you owe I saved more than you seen Destroyed more than you grown You say more than you think And I think more than you spoke You complain more than a breeze Flop more than you flow b**h I get paid more than you free And forgot more than you wrote Yo, It's Arkaic the lyrical gangsta He'd rather cypher than have vagina He don't get along fully with chicks Cos' they don't appreciate proper multis and flips Now picture him spittin' at a bird trying to chill later But if they ain't seen Juice vs Super Nat would he still date her Hell nah that's a deal breaker I ain't come to talk about your chick gettin' with me Cos' I bet you feel Worthless since you heard somebody slipped her a Mickey She swore what she gave you, she wouldn't give up to any I guess she slipped up with Mickey like a mix up at Disney If you re-wind this battle, you'll see I gave her an exclusive interview So if I'm tired, it's only because she blew my inner tube But your used to getting the door closed on your nose ha She's probably got hormones like a p**no's on So I might have to stay in that box like getting foreclosed on See, when you think of all the rappers that allegedly had her It kind of brings a new meaning to who's setting the standard You pale in comparison and if melanin matters Tonight's a full house but being near the spotlight won't make Stephanie Tann-er