Madflex - Aftershock vs Madflex lyrics

[Round 1: Aftershock] I said you mans with my man Said "Flex was nothing to f** with" So I peeped some of your joints and ahh stopped trusting his judgement But he said you a good dude actually, you caused a few casualties You one trick pony so welcome to the glue factory See you intimidate me like the Peace Corp [?] sea shore shell You gon' need steel swords or seek Thor's help Cause I'm explosive, tell me how the C4 felt When I get to snapping when I'm rapping like it's D4L I couldn't be more ill, you gonna need more sk** You face the same 'Shock that got D-Lor k**ed f** your little campaign and what you plead for still You begged Organik for a plate, you got a three course meal Let's get it You wanna 'Shocks, bro I'm the best in it Punches fall on deaf ears then I'll sever Flex digits Your flow kinda nice, smoother than Glenlivet Who gives the f** about a flow if he don't say sh** with it? You got this Easter egg style, colorful lines kinda hidden Every rounds the same just pattern a bit different Zero f**ing angles he just cares if it's fluid So once you understand the process it's easy a kid could do it Watch First bar he'll give a compliment, maybe offer a pound I'll give him daps, he'll say I'm stupid then he'll call me a clown Third bar he's getting going, looks like he's chalking me out Or that he's rocking the crowd cause you get lost in the sound See you ain't picking up all the bullsh** and the garbage he spouts Cause he rushes his material with all of his rounds Pointing at me up and down, waving his arms all around You get to his eighth bar...and forget what the f** he's talking about! Do you know what themes are? I'm talking pagans and prophets, Satan demonic, angels, Mohammad, praying to crosses You? Jump Around more than House Of Pain doing concerts It's like your pen game allergic to staying on topics Oh, but he different, original, creative and unique Stealing Pa**'s flow and poorly imitating QP Get the f** outta here This copycat gonna bleed me dry? You gonna break down my writing style sweetheart? I'd love to see you try I can't wait to hear all your worst rhymes, your Mexican nerd lines And the leftover fat jokes you didn't say to Reverse Live You mad Flex cause I'm styling on you? Wait for that second round when I get VIOLENT on you Trash motherf**er [Round 1: Madflex] Aye, I told Organik I'm uninspired He said, "Flex, you a sniper I need a gun for hire So you on World Dom'." "Ayo World Dom'...holy sh** that's f**ing fire Man, who'd I get, Lux or Iron?" He said, "We got you Aftershock..." "Yeah that's too bad man I just retired." f**ing truth be told I ain't got sh** to say to Aftershock The man's a fraud you need to get the f** outta my camera shot Can't rap too hot so he rely on drama to get the job done like Black & Rob Yo, let's just put a cap on you spinning facts young Snapple top Have a prob'? 15 minutes, I'll be in the back, no talk Just start using the hands to make a point, this a traffic stop [?], do a number on him, [?] you out then a yank drag you out and open you up until the latch unlock What the f** we doing Aftershock? Organik, what the f** we doing after Shock? I know you didn't fly me half way around the world to play the practice squad The bars been lowered so much you must be bad at slots I'm untouchable, stop dragging your feet What you want? Static Shock? You need me to explain why you have a spot? You here cause it cost a lot to fly us in...and yo b**h a** could walk The man's a prop, it's all about demand and cost Look, why would they fly in British dudes from a land abroad When Shrek here gonna take the same a** whooping for free coming from down the block It's economics they ain't pushing jobs after Shock Mad's the rock, ya b**h a** Brooklyn brawler Aftershock The man forgot I kick the door and I don't have to knock Aftershock is knocking is not Cthulu, ain't Shaka Zulu in a flannel top You wanna rep the nation? Then make the Planet Rock, that's your job Two words come to mind and they're combined "Sas" and "Squatch" Your bottom row of teeth get so much air that you don't have to floss And if I struck a match right now you would just stand and watch Aye...you cry at poetry slams And then you snap applaud You had a big head it's curtains, welcome to the Land Of Oz Lift the grit, pistol whip, the only way he put his mind to handling a gat or Glock And when that serial/cereal get wet, he hear the crackle pop They told you, "I'm the greatest of all time, you had a shot." But when I stand in-between you and your goals you getting Patrick Wah I just know when Aftershock's casket drops his family will stand over it like, "Ahhh....yo, is it rude to laugh or not? Man, can we still f**ing have the bar. f** an aftershock." Smoke break [Round 2: Aftershock] This right hand, will get the lead out like correcting his grammar I'll put stars around his eyes to that stupid bandanna Well, who would've guessed it? Everything Flex did Was pretty much exactly what I expected Since you wanna do the same bullsh** I expected Now's a good time to talk about how bullsh** the west is I keep hearing the west is so tough, and he's the best of the bunch? The only time Flex drops bombs is 60 Minutes Of Funk Diz', Pa**, P-Nut, Saurus and there's the rest of these chumps If Tantrum ever came back nobody would mention the f** [Madflex] Whip this dudes a** [Aftershock] Ayo Dan, it's your golden boy that's gonna carry the flag? You can book his next Battle Of The Zay in a bag Fragile, made out of gla**, I'll break you in half It's your first World Dom', I'm gonna make it your last Blatantly trash What's his best line? That "two for flinching"? Did you hear him say his goons have that shoe position That's an actual quote What the f** is a shoe position? What the hell does that mean and why are you still forcing multi's in 2016? Let's just chain it up Picture Mad behind bars, locked up his life's over Getting punked by a cell mate who looks like Mad Cobra Which is funny cause he was nice when y'all met But that first night in your bed, the lights go out and you hear "Flex...time to have s**" And here I thought that Sick Spitter was a corny name, yours is stupid Flex Do you a**holes choose your monikers after losing a bet? Aye, when your folks tell their friends do they have trouble explaining They'll be like, "Oh Brian, yeah he's MC Little Madflex We're not sure it might be a gay thing." Aye, I heard you don't drink, you don't smoke, that's straight edge in Toronto I might uppercut launch you past the edge of Toronto The heavy metal in the air it ain't the edge of [?] Boy I'm at home in this ring like I was [?] Hey p**y! Don't forget where you are is the Dot, pimping You a lost kitten trapped in a city of large villains My b**h, Ramona Flowers, big hammer, start swinging Plus I keep knives close by like Scott Pilgrim Not kidding! I'll bury you with herb and the plot thickens I'm ill, I brought back gore/Gore' like Non-Phixion I'll drop kick him leave his top spinning and jaw missing I'ma rip his tongue out, we gon' see if he talk different I'll run right through you like A to Zed, straight ahead Impale his chest, catch a razor's edge on a bayonet Roll the dice, place your bets You don't concern me Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey you playing games with d**h You mad Flex cause I'm styling on you? Wait for that third round when I start whiling on you Trash motherf**er [Round 2: Madflex] {9:15} You won't do none of that sh** Aftershock, you listening? b**h I been gifted, you've insisted on limp wristing You see a crowd...all I see around me are witnesses I drop him in the Boondocks for this business This minute, slick back, you got a name here but it ain't right without a pimp in it I been different Short bows to chin check feel infinite Corpse pose, his teeth clicking he in Morse code in more so I slam your head in the door jam til the door close If he show up with a limp and torn close, Kanye did not make this b**h's wardrobe You gotta trust me, your career like you appeared, that sh**'s gotten ugly When you talk about his tier do not discuss me If you opt to study you might find the options funny, what's popping Gully? How'd he lose on Ground Zero and get World Dom'? Is Shocks just lucky? Well either way the thought disgusts me But if PH humble enough to 30 a b**h I guess it's not above me I feel for you Like what you think? Chaka Khan? I Feel For You What you think? Chaka Khan His mugs still plastered on the wall at a Papa Johns with pasta palms Look...boy I'm on off and you off and on You took so many punches in the van you a soccer mom So now all of his friends can sit watch til the coffins gone But they can probably predict it had Shock in it like M. Night Shyamalan Y'all get the gist? Notice the difference? f** Aftershock, I feel no stress after initial hits I slam this L on top of your head, BOOM!... Initial hit, you've been a b**h A dinner dish, a cannibal mind state, I'm ahead of my time, go and add him on MySpace You get no slack from me, b**h it's casual Friday trying to battle on my stage with sk** beyond boring You a big dude, you still make up a sh**ty small portion Pander to 'em, they're your people they really might rock for 'em Still get smoke with all his friends around like Billy Bong Thornton What up? This some Fresch Coast sh** You a simple geek You such a Stan that he might be a land in the Middle East You history, literally, listen to me You were on World Dom' 1 and you still open so many cards that you should only battle under Christmas trees One cut...expose the meat you see in the middle like a widow's peak Hands going back and forth Back and forth, back an- how long you gonna disagree? This ain't free but next time the triple double, I'm Pistol Pete Canada like hockey I flip the scheme It gets sloppy for him, drag the blade and put a stick to it like Triple Dekes My sh**'s elite I'm old school, I told you This scuba diver needs a new supplier, boy I'm thinking you down 0-2 Good talk bro, f** off tho' Take yo' b**h a**, go walk home [Round 3: Aftershock] Aye, flow your way outta this When Talent Isn't Enough It's a piece he wrote, it's an interesting read It's basically 300 words of "please pay attention to me" In it, he questions the scene, how they develop MC's They way they're spending their cheese and then he sh**s on the league Who the f** are you to complain what kind of offers you get? "Well I had a Battle Of The Zay cla**ic" No one watches that sh**! Fix the holes in your game and then get off your own dick I left for two years, joined a tournament then I bodied that sh** See when you think of Shock it's GZ k**er, the GP winner I think of him like, PG Filler and GT Silver They fed the Pee Wee hitter to the clean sweep pitcher A Midas touch boy I'll light you up like E.T.'s finger But I get it Flex wants a shot, he wants a step up in comp' He averages 8,000 views, that's incredible dawg But now you want better than Shocks? I mean it's not like you have a Battle Of The Zay cla**ic...OH sh*t! Give this man whatever he wants! Tell Mook to stop running, tell Lux to stop ducking You have a Battle Of The Zay cla**ic? Are you in Dot Mobb or Writer's Bloque? Tell Em' to stop fronting, tell Drake he's got nothing You have a Battle Of The Zay cla**ic, when's his title shot? f**ing never Tell Mook to stop running, tell Lux to stop ducking You have a Battle Of The Zay cla**ic? Are you in Dot Mobb or Writer's Bloque? Tell Em' to stop fronting, tell Drake he's got nothing You have a Battle Of The Zay cla**ic, when's his title shot? f**ing never Aye I heard you tried booking Real Deal and he shot up his price Does he know you average 8K? Cause that's probably why Honestly Bri', instead of re-tweeting making an a** of yourself You know what I would've done? f**ing ask someone else! But then I saw the convo y'all had and you talked it out like men Then this p**y battled Farrell and you called him out AGAIN You sounded Real Mad Flex, you ain't on his radar or vicinity You showed the teacher no cla** then got a lesson in humility So then he makes this campaign Cats signed their last name to show that Flex belongs and Oliver Twist got his begging on like a telethon You know one thing I find hella odd? You went extra hard for this mega card but if Grind Time was still around you'd be on their dick instead of ours You beg for attention, you beg top tier you begged for this You probably beg a b**h for the first date, forget your wallet then beg for s** Do you know what rhymes with "Begs for s**"? "Where's your f**ing self respect?" Your peers got here through penmanship Not one of us had to beg for sh** You Mad Flex cause I'm styling on you? Aye, look at the bright side, now you can start begging for the next event Die slow [Round 3: Mad Flex] He's still out here lashing out, but that's some sh** I do in a blink A light bulb went off for you Shock, well screw what you think I know a few different things like if you can't put a finger on the proof that he stinks It's cause I finished Shock halfway through like two in the pink It's game over I play at poker I know a man bluffing, understand something You big and blind So that mean you gonna pay for it before you see the hands coming, Shock you don't see the signs? Curve him, just use the deuce And get this waste out the rotation, you trying to hula hoop? sh**, news been through the grapevine...you were on Dateline I'm the only factor you can count on I remain prime You stay lying, you good with a steak knife This Legend of Zelda b**h your heart ain't full enough to let a blade fly Do something Cause this sh** is a rebound for Flex He getting pumped to catch an elbow to the cheek at the crest even the Dee Brown is set They warmed up to you, but it's on the surface And it took a bunch of gas to make it happen that's the greenhouse effect Sharp rounds get to the point like the Greek alphabet And take a Little name out, rest in peace Malcolm X You dumb smart, you don't get it, Youtube will You dumb small and you still mid-tier, the sh**'s weird It's harder to get over than Trump's wall But here is how that you know that you s** balls You've done all you can to win a mid-tier chain and...your run stalls And the judges come to vote and discuss y'all And they're like, "He choked the whole round....The whole round....Man tough call." Man fu*k NAH! Shock lame, and I've been overlapping matching beat downs with the cross fade But you don't really mix in a hot way He'll tell you in a battle, "I've got cadences, multi's, gun bars, talk play" For God sake, Alvaro, I've got flower, eggs and bu*ter should I tell them that I've got cake? Just serve it on a hot plate and leave it there? I'm Allegiant Air I start throwing, I'll make all the teeth in there start looking like The Weeknd's hair Toronto, thanks for letting your boy spend a weekend here Flex!