Psycoses - Gjonaj VS JC lyrics

[Round 1: Gjonaj] This stage y'all, this stage I beat Cash Eatin' on this same f**ing stage And critics did nothing but b**h I mean really.. Have any of y'all heard of him since? I went out of town Caught a body in the mill Didn't get any credit This sh** doesn't make sense They said I punch good But I never get punched back I gotta battle mid tier rappers f** that, I'm above that I got a steel chin It makes Hay-makers feel like a love tap f** rap cause I show up with empty hands Bearing no gifts take a few months off and y'all notice Well no this y'all notice empty hands can turn into a closed fist So this right upper cut to the gut will f** you up I got a Lennox Lewis left that'll have ya leakin' blood So for you to win tonight... Ummmmm I'd have to beat my own a** like Ed Norton in Fight Club Brad Pitt camera scene I'm sick enough actually to chop you in half and battle your split personalities Causing casual casualties fatality And you? We're dead from the f**ing start no hands! f** marshal arts if it's me and you Cans open and take your top apart I'll/aisle push the metal like a shopping cart (Isle, AISLE push the metal like a shopping cart) I don't have a f**ing have a heart So proceed with caution I know k**ers that squeeze lead often Ohh you royalty? Get a King sized Coffin Click the metal do the talking like Stephen Hawking! I swear that tough talk need to stop Deep bread fried and popped drive-thru work b**h A job to speak through a box It's over soon as I order it, I order hits Relocate your brain ordinance your b**h around? That's unfortunate She likes foreign dick she wanted to kick it like 4th and 46 That's not all There's more to it I'm mortal-less moral-less more or less You knew what was going to happen to a degree like exact coordinates You still recording it? Well I did that fast forward sh** like you do I said I'm Moral-less Moral is more or less you knew what was gonna happen to a degree like exact coordinates you still recording this? Good! Since I've opened eyes day dream of not seeing night mares of me Ironic cause when that gun peels it'll flip 'em He'll go right to sleep Hold on a second y'all PEELS! P.E.E.L.S. Flip it right to sleep! See that's the difference between you and me? I'm frost bite hypothermia, pneumonia I'm cold as f** .. You're congestion nothing about you is sick but the build up You Gary Coleman looking f** Face the facts of life you midget c*nt you ain't f**ing tough What's you talking bout' Wallace? Hands go up if I swing a punch JC I wish you would I'd f** you up! Cause you have fans who live in a mirage who mistaken not knowing if they follow the wrong leaders fake vision hallucination Hold on I said He'll lose a nation But look your fans in the eyes Or at least try to Tell everyone individually that you lied to f** that if they follow you they can lie too Cause how the f** do you look up to a man that's 5'2" How the f** do you look up to a man that's 5'2" [Round 1: JC] NO LIE, no lie Gjonaj this part of the game is what posers go thru Now I'm from the hood for real You don't know me and I don't know you But the bars you throw me I could show you Did you imagine that? Now how you using battle rap to blend with cats when in fact you look more out your habitat? Boy straighten up I mean this ain't for everybody but you gotta take hits I mean the n***as with you look like they own a bunch on BP's I guess the ga**in' makes sense See, you gotta learn to jab and take hits But this not for scrubs now we got a problem Shawn threw him in the octagon with boxing gloves I tried to tell my girl what I wanted to try Cept' she was worried it was something they wouldn't buy And it would be damaging So scrambling to fix it I could manage it Told her I knew it was a risk but I could handle it That wasn't suppose to be that cold But it goes to show where your stars are Throwing punches in the octagon exposes em to a arm bar See a large part of this game is a mismatch But I'm first on deck and I'm not moving I'ma make y'all master the Euro step b**h quit with that bullsh** you spit This my top spot stop watch and I'm co*k blocking I don't want nobody in this b**h Now, when my squad's involved you better hope meds is in When I'm poppin' off this sh** real my men will leave sh** peeled n***a Ty-len-nol so lets face facts n***as don't perform the same when it ain't SMACK and y'all Hate that Y'all say if it ain't the same JC why pay you period? I say why step down step up b**h we wanna take you serious But I mean... But this one? Live stock I pied him 9 shots Maddox will fly sent that casket to God that's a sky box The feeling of k**ing is like a high my word But you wanna know whats better the look on a n***as face when he's trying to hide his nerves That one... The only one on his face is doubt Being face to face with a k**er you've seen k** but not knowing if you're gonna make it out Then it happens pistols drawn tied up bodies dead with missing parts I made torture reality he didn't know if it was some sh** he saw or some sh** from Saw It was bones dead with missing parts where bones lie Had his ho on the phone line the whole time Like that bullsh** rap career is why you gonna watch his soul glide Besides I know how y'all ho's ride I've seen you perform so it's safe to say a Tommy can turn Gjonaj into a Ghost Right/Wright? Ghost Wright which one is which? Not which line should I use which lines do you use when you get sh** from this b**h Cause I saw you stand behind him mouthing' every word Then react to the sh** you wrote for him like it was something you've never heard But it's cool I k** both of you little bums for little to no money I got 2 round left that's enough time to pick through your whole country [Round 2: Gjonaj] Alight that just goes to show you I'm so f**ing gifted they give me credit for murders I ain't even committed Okay now let me tell you this I write my best sh** every f**ing battle Just because I love my fans he writes mediocre sh** then has the nerve to brag So I'ma teach you a lesson I learned from my Dad He said if you wanna fight and someone puts both hands behind their back You better whoop their motherf**ing a**! Now welcome to Silence of the f**ing Lambs The knife will be Hannibal locked in his cranium section Now wait a second I got a question Should I leave him with pride? Please, you're f**ing lucky I'ma leave you alive I'ma stomp his f**ing head just to see him survive and disfigure his f**ing face till these heels have eyes That means his f**ing retna's hanging off the bottom of my Nike's I should walk around the world and let him sight see So look Shawn if there's a card I'm on you meant I'm a f**ing monument I'm deconstructing his f**ing ceiling if he don't god is next So if my blueprint fail down to knock down the walls that surround his flesh I'll make him part of the floor plan when I arc-a-tech Quick question If I told you 2-step would you dance, or throw hands? I mean if all you do is live what the f** makes you a man? Guns be m's the only time you get a** So resting billy holiday you tried to cuff jazz I mean you need p**y bad And I'm a pimp in every sense I own a trick named Alease you can rent the b**h I own a trick named a lease you could rent the b**h I said I'm Niiiice For the right price I'll save you my favorite verse You'd think I robbed a paper boy the way I got a way with words, word? Well if you value life here's a word of advice That pistol I.. keep it like a secret if you wanna see it then try your luck You don't believe it then like an anemic you can die if you don't get your Iron up Guns poppin', bodies droppin', I'm buring rat, this nine let a couple ones fly like a terrorist attack Couple ones, that's 11, 9-11 f**ing flat as a terrorist attack No seat belts, but stay strapped Because I'm Albanian and Arabic What you don't f**ing get it? That means I got a gun on my waist a bomb on my chest It gives a whole new meaning to Click-it-or-Ticket FOR REAL! When gladiators go to war you don't wanna part in it I control a entire f**ing army you couldn't march in it Rome wasn't built in a day but it will fall in it I'm destroying everything you ever built n***a I'm Spartacus [Round 2: JC] You only tough when the steel in your hand like Wolverine