Nils m/ Skils - Rone vs. Nils M/ Skils lyrics

[Intro: Organik] All the way from Norway, rapper to my right, introduce yourself [Nils M/ Skils] Nils with Skils. Let me just say like, six months ago I would've never thought I'd be rapping in English, this is amazing for me. Thank you so much for having me [Organik] All the way from Philadelphia. Rapper to my left, introduce yourself [Rone] Yo, Rone. I also just started rapping in English so it shouldn't be an advantage for this guy. Man, f** this guy. Don't use that as an advantage man. f** all that. Also yo, this is Avacado's last event filming so everybody makes some f**ing noise [Round 1: Rone] Yo, before I start real quick In respect to what happened to your country, yo like... Respect to all the kids from your country that died, you know That being said... YO fu*k ALL THE KIDS FROM YOUR COUNTRY THAT DIED Nah, nah, nah, I'm not on that, I'm not on that. Skip all that Yo, they said if Nils beats me, well that would be a miracle I said, "If he's stressing and bed wetting and isn't ready to wreck it So makes up a fake wedding to ditch at the last second Well, that would be a miracle Yo, I came to prove a point, so mind the aggression I came to silent dissent with my rhymes as a weapon I came to extinguish your flame, this your divine intervention I came to prove that Okwerdz don't deserve my undivided attention See, when I flow it's an explosion like fire cracker Plus I came with that flame, I got that fire cracker And to prepare for you I wrote a couple jokes about Norway Here's one: You're gay Yo, you'll find out that I'm the meanest without needing no reason You little piece of sh** I heard you and your peeps don't like being called Swedish You little Swedish b**h Yo, as far as race I respect yours But your stench of a French who*e It's only right I leave you open like a breeze through some French doors You rapping's food for rabbits, it's pure cabbage I call it sauerkraut Plus you look like a grumpy German so I'll call you a sour kraut Yo, I shook your hand earlier, it wasn't very manly And as I expected, it was very clammy Well f** your sweaty hands and your wedding band You dress like the front man of a 90's wedding band But me? I'm the whole package, a better artist than you More well rounded, better regarded than you More sophisticated, more retarded than you I'm more dumber and I'm more f**ing smarter than you I rep Canadians for Scandinavians and do it so f**ing well So welcome to Canadia...go f** yourself [Round 1: Nils M/ Skils] Like two minutes ago you were a nice guy and now you come off as a true goon You had to do a line about the ma**acre didn't you? I will not rebu*tal, I had a friend there it is f**ing too soon Just had to get that one laugh you little geek? That's just very very low, like a Canadian toilet seat You know who doesn't like Rone? Me You know how many dudes he's kissed at one frat party? Three Now I will openly praise you if I get my a**ed kicked But I will totally hate you if you f** it up and s** so much my overseas debut is not a cla**ic And we've all seen how different we act around black kids And told Fredo you're a face-ist, well that's pronounced fascist You gotta be pretty dumb to be a racist wigger He actually walks up to black people like, "Ayyy! What'z up my...cotton picker?" I spat about 450 bars in on camera battles this year Which just about equals your whole battle career 500 paid shows, I'm a pro and a legend You're just not worthy, I'm who you hope to be when you're thirty I've been a threat dawg; talking sh** in that blog Is the dumbest thing you've done since you taught your mom how to read the Internet log Don't let your ego grow cause you're suddenly known Style wise you still a struggling clone looking for something of you're own Solo I'm undefeated since '04, it's like I'm stuck at the throne My style is never seen before like a rebu*tal from Rone So please let this sink in: You're not some kind of kingpin You battling should've never happened in the first place like Pat Stay drinking [Round 2: Rone] I said, "f** your whole life and what this cracker's like" You said I don't rebu*tal sh**, you're exactly right Yo, I'll out white you then...you'll out white me Like, how could I do more white things than a motherf**ing viking? He votes with parody, speaks with clarity, use of vulgarity Strictly a rarity, wants sincerity, not popularity Says things like terribly, donates to charity So you being a Viking, well that's ridiculous bro They were ravenous beasts, you're just brittle and slow They'd be pillaging homes or out slitting a throat And you'd get left behind to just sit on the boat Yo, I would beat him depleted if my game was on median So you'll still get played if I played the comedian Try playing my lane and get played to the median You playing a Viking well I'm Adrian Peterson Well your countrymen are runners so Nils carries the pace sh**, I bet you'd be interested in running an Aryan race Check his hair and his face, sh** he carry the traits And he's quick with the hi-5, it's the Aryan way I know what Nils did the last time he got retarded Called up all the Nazi Party, organized a Nazi party But it's the 21st century so in public he's not as racist But only likes bread if it's white and orange juice if it's concentrated Appreciates the landfill, he works at summer camp still And if he's grilling he'll be damn if he don't use a gas grill Yo, but switch it yo, your women and our women I say f** the comparison I'm banging banging Norwegians, you're banging ugly Americans You got poor rapport, I drop drawers for sport I'll stuff your wifey with the D like it's fourth and short They would know just to look at you, I never will be shook at you I just did you like your language, second round I f**ing butchered you [Round 2: Nils M/ Skils] "Right" and "life", that was the worst rhyme But I feel like a proud dad, I made you do a flip for the first time Now what you need to do is keep on doing flips like that And after a few years you'll be decent too Norway, viking, blah blah blah, whatever You're just mad I'm from a country where people have more money and look better Now when you battle foreigners at home, you resort to the role Of patriot warrior Rone like you're boarder patrol So if I'm dissing America, I'm not spitting generics I'm not holding back I'm going at the f**ing core of his soul So tell me why y'all keep engaging in wars when you're blatantly poor My country has sh** loads of oil When should we expect to get invaded by yours? Yeah that's right, I'm anti-American as sh** I'm Saddam Hussein with Che Guevara's brain, Osama's rage And the balls of the soldiers who sent you home from 'Nam in shame You're awful at best You looking less comfortable like Bender when Arcane was ma**aging his breasts I don't want to bite you cause that would kind of hype you But look at me, you're damn right, I'm 'bout to out white you I mean, I'm northern European, I'm nice with cross country skiing I sometimes act like I've had it but I'm happily married My sense of pride has never told me I have to get in fights b**h I'm so white I spent the whole night doing this under a strobe light You're skating on this ice Now that's a cold fact I'm straight the f** outta Norway so you better snow dat [Round 3: Rone] Yo Nils I'll be real, it seems all you do is effort Not like it comes easy, just like you're not putting effort in You a strange physical specimen on the heaviest sedatives Just because you're a gentle man it don't make you a gentlemen This is chemicals blazing versus a settle-in painting And acetylene flame to the flesh of a baby Yo whole presentation couldn't be less entertaining You probably bang a b**h like, "this s** is amazing" If he's sad, entertained, happy, enraged Nils will react...exactly the same Yo, you're the most boring man in all of Toronto And if you were any more laid back, you'd be horizontal You make a group of nuns seem like some unruly punks Better yet you make a Buddhist monk seem rude as f** He's soft like he's Downy, downing weed brownies I hit him with a cheap shot like I'm Steve Downing Or switch it to a different flavor, bait him swimming into gators Do my Sean Avery and play the role of instigator (Yo baby, yo baby I got this aaah, yo) Yo, your bicep would pop and your back would rip If you tried to open up a f**ing bag of chips See I'm skinny but in shape, your skinny is hard to take You'd try to do a pushup and both your arms would break Some sit ups and you'd spit up Some squats would mean a body cast So how's your name gonna hold weight if your f**ing body can't? You need a rap reference to get it? Let me provide my help Your name holds as much weight as that Grind Time belt Yo, see I've examined both your name and your tone and it's putrid Trying to outrap Rone? C'mon homie it's stupid You used your language as a crutch so I'm prone to abuse it This is battle rap Nils and we don't make excuses [Round 3: Nils M/ Skils] Why the f** would I be scared of you? I don't react the same to everything When your grandma goes down on me, I'm like, "This head is terrible" I could tell from the start you're an amateur No heart and no stamina, you act hard for the camera That's not part of your character, it's a part, it's a character I'm Gordon Ramsey the way I'm slicing this virgin To be precise like a surgeon, generally you're a mark like the manager Kids are starving in Africa, not having a home They wake up thinking, "At least I'm not a f*ggot like Rone." Your girl likes bad boys and I'm bad to the bone I made her sweat and she said my co*k was a "alalalalalo" She told my dick, "You know what to do make me cum for you" I just had to put it in her sir, cool? (Most of y'all didn't get that, that f**ing s**s! Set your early 90's pop reggae game up) There never was a field as corny as you You're a b*tch and right now I'm really daughtering you So you better be talking smoke if you wanna give me a pound That should be obvious Like why Bishop's ugly a** don't want no mirrors around (Sorry man) I'm rearranging this whole battle thing And you're like, "f** it what's happening?" Even mind Bender loves making cause thanks to me he's black again You sure do s** a lot of co*k for someone who...loves s**ing on co*k Your fantasy is deep throating the horn of a unicorn that wears a cop uniform Now you ain't improve much, they hype you up If you're from the Norwegian countryside and make it here then obviously you nice as f** So give out respect and keep it humble son You're a kid, I'm a vet and won a ton of rap battles for each one you've done And this one's over so go drown your sorrows And I'll move the f** on cause my next battle is tomorrow