Tay Roc - Tay Roc vs. Brizz Rawsteen lyrics

[Round 1: Tay Roc] I'm solidifed in this sh** This ain't a battle to see who can take Tay's position I feel like I need to get more active, this is a self-made decision If you sign that PG contract, this n***a straight in prison You can't do sh** battle-wise without they permission I'm paid to k** him… chest shot, I aim and hit him Leave everything across burning like I hate a Christian This shank look like it was made in prison Your face I'm splittin' You make a move, I make the cut; that's a great audition You versus Aye Verb, I was mad at you Not cause you lost, but because you did some sh** a f*ggot do Talking about n***as swinging on him on cam And "if that was you" n***as always talking about what they would've did Until they the ones that it happen to Factual, put a barrel on his nose, have him cross eyed This cat'll whip out the cow, watch Raw hide Your soft squad will get hog tied n***a you seen my palms, that's light But you'll get smacked with the dark side You a co*k blower, put a hard vest on your kid Before your seed go in the dirt; I'm a pot grower Your front door get knocked over This chopper will f** up your wall, street; I'm a stock holder You is not colder. You think you can f** with Roc, soldier? It look easy from a far till you a lot closer What you speaking now? Blaow Random sh** coming out of his mouth Like you was thinking out loud Aye Brizz you was talking sh**, give me a reason why You shouldn't get yo a** capped, I spit in your BMI I'll take him to a cornfield like Joe Pesci in Casino, why? There ain't a Rite Aid or Walgreen's for miles Nobody on the farm'll see him die If Brizz come through my block, picture that I run up like, "You lost G… PS: go get your map!" n***a's wack, that battery in your back gon' get you clapped Docs hooking you up to jumper cables to get you back This sh** a wrap. Show him respect? I don't intend to Your b**h eat wood, I know that term might offend you My last battle, y'all was unclear on who to give the win to So I had to sharpen my sword after going against Tsu All they heard was the first bang, then the hearse came Lord happy days is what the church sang If you want to throw 'em these will give you the worst pain I will hit B or I give him the ZZ's like his first name Who you trying to ice grill? You named your clique Dark Side cause what you get paid to battle can't pay a light bill I'll have your left side paralyzed, it don't feel right Docs asking him how his right feel You couldn't mount up to Roc with a triple beam You better watch what you say unless it's the sh** you mean TECs out, the clip stretched out, like a limousine The cave deep, your whole squad will get triple team'd n***a, f** you, f** your whole fam. I'll smack your mom, I'll go ham. I'll stomp out your bro ham (?) You better hope what I tote jam The chopper drum hold three 16's; it's a stone cold can This b**h big, like Roseanne. And it'll Bruce Jenner a n***a; bring the b**h out of a grown man I get up close, BAM! They see the hole, DAMN! The docs can't even stitch him, they gotta crochet him Sidebar: Summer Madness coming. Calicoe, stop running Conceited, how you 5'4" and still ducking? John John talking sh**, he gone make me steal something Aye, Smack. Holla at Hitman; I'm trying to k** something