Uno Lavoz - HFK vs Uno Lavoz lyrics

[Round 1: Uno Lavoz] You know what rhymes with "you wanna f** Fresco"? "You wanna f** Fresco"? You know what else rhymes with "you wanna f** Fresco"? That you actually told Fresco that you wanna f** Fresco I said, you a f*g and your lane has been chosen Dr. Seuss rhymes is what this lame has been quoting I cut your f**ing head off and dump your damn brain in the ocean The rap savior's awoken Beating me? You better be praying and hoping Cause my flow is atomic bombs and they just made an explosion Grip blades and start poking, big veins are corroding All these bullets will go inside this p**y, the clip name is "Fallopian" Pure vodka, you just mix with the strangest of potions f** a knife, I can fight, I'll have your ligaments broken Cause I ain't f**ing around, cause a solid punch will bring Happy Face down like a change of emotion See HFK's a f*ggot, you don't believe me? Go ahead and try your luck He be going up to f*ggots like, "Aye...I'm tryna f**." The bouncer strip search him outside of the club Saw a tattoo on his scrotum sack on the side of his bu*t That said, "Be careful back there cause these guys are nuts" And I know you 'bout to come with that stupid Mexican sh** aye What is you smoking that marijuana? I told your mama my dick was like a ghost and you should let it just haunt ya She wanted to go out on a date I was like, "b**h I'm cheap, you better do what I taught ya." So she hopped in the backseat that's why her a** cheeks smell like a bag of Doritos and an old Mexican Honda I said you and Charron be f**ing each other in the a** (WHAT?!) They be f**ing each other in the a** But they play it off like they some amazing friends My style you ain't got to rate it 10 but after this battle everyone is hating him The beast is released from the cage within There's no way that this gay will win Cause if you get hit with the damn ratchet The W can't happen but a damn casket is what this Aray be in (Arabian) I said, and you ugly as hell n***a you better be seeking a blind date, stop eating some fries steak Cause if I grip the K to take this b**h away I'm increasing the crime rate Now you're bleeding your palms ache, you scream from the nine shake And I f**ing hate gay people If I wanted to hear a f*ggot talk I'd go upstairs and go have a conversation with Irate [Round 1: HFK] You know, I was gonna talk about how f**ing homeless you are But then I figured that Bishop probably already told him my bars On the way here Uno was on the airplane acting so very gay Like, "Homie, I'm that rapper that entertains So all y'all other battlers better pray." The pilot was like, "Wait a minute. Isn't that the guy who's battling HFK?" And the air marshal was like, "Who f**ing cares? Let's tackle him anyway." This motherf**er keep writing on my wall like, "HFK you're the dopest man Check out my newest mixtape, it's for the fans It comes with a cool case and over 40 jams." Ha, remove post and report as spam I got an inquiry, are you high or just dumb? In his last battle in Toronto he drank a bunch of rye and some rum And it was pretty obvious that this Puerto Rican guy was a drunk So either O'shea and HighCollide had a son Or this is poRich and Diaz combined into one Now I can talk about his life and how he's living in Philadelphia But that sh** would be boring as fu*k...like living in Philadelphia You just stepped foot into my land homie you just trespa** Y'all should know this kid's a f*g thinking he got fresh raps All you do is b**h and brag you should get your neck snapped f*ggot you ain't dripping swag that is just your wet back Your mother looks like Tina Turner with AIDS I'm about to serve you a plate Two course meal: murder and rape You're such an embarra**ment to the Latino community and they're so ashamed That they all got together just to get Big Pun's fat a** to turn in his grave See I just bodied you and I didn't even have to rap about the Mac or the big caliber I just did a whole round of Spanish jokes and it was spic-tacular [Round 2: Uno Lavoz] n***a, your mom p**y got the Steven Seagal face The cli*oris be karate chopping my whoo-ha And your dad a f**ing retard n***a be taking shots of bootie juice in the back of school bus Now your mom got freckles so these bullets gonna connect the dots Bullets will ricochet every different way f** around and your neck gets shot Vest on chest get shot, this n***a the next to drop Cause if I let that Llama smoke They gonna have to identify this n***a through a microscope like a motherf**ing forensic cop I said, n***a I got good aim and I'm real quick to blast a target The sh** you selling we wouldn't buy it in an aftermarket You took this battle just to see who gon' laugh the hardest You told Diz' that his parents pay for everything like you know about tragic hardship What do you know about having two jobs to live in a trash apartment? Nothing b**h cause you f**ing rich I went to his house and I had to start sh** Saw that his mom got a touchscreen turban and your dad had a f**ing GPS in his magic carpet I said who sent you? This clown's fearful I'm like Saddam, I'm the one who's lynching around here bro And I f**ing hate your sh** I'll f**ing hit you over with something cause I'm talking around here bro History repeats itself well I'll knock you the f** out for attempting to write sequels Cause your style was so plain/plane that's why whatever you building crashes and goes to Gilly The Kid (What's that?) It ends in a Ground Zero I said you about to lose this challenge n***a, you 'bout to lose this sh** now, who's gon' lose they balance? You fat f*ggot, Fresco or a hoagie You be confused on whether to choose the dude or sandwhich I said my goons surround him, Uno is who's the savage If you get out of lane and I'ma smack the sh** out of Happy Face like an abusive parent You still got titties don't you? [Round 2: HFK] This motherf**er kept calling my phone like, "Yo, I don't wanna come to Canada cause people won't understand what I'm saying." And I'm like, "I'm sorry bro but I really don't understand what you're saying." Your girlfriend is such a who*e that she somehow got fingered by Kastro That b**h lets me and my boys dip our dicks in Tabasco and stick it up in her a**hole Damn yo, that ho makes more bad decisions than Dax Flow You keep stretching those damn bars They're awful bro they're so long You need to just f**ing chill and settle down; Tanya O and Soul Khan I hope the day your mother gets cancer and dies Your dad falls down a flight of steps and fractures his spine The only time I talk to a Puerto Rican is when he's behind the gla** doing time Or if I'm at a f**ing McDonald's ordering a Big Mack and some fries Talk about the planes that I hi-jack in the sky Compare me to a Pakistanian guy or mock any goats or camels of mine And I will run over your entire African tribe with the taxi I drive You look like you're half black so stand back cause I'm a jerk and I am so rude Chico, I'll step my new shoes in your burrito and turn it into soul food SAND ni**a! Your mom's got a body like Joe Rogan and a mustache like Hulk Hogan I'm a menace you shouldn't try to mess with I'ma catch your Puerto Rican a** inside your Lexus Then get a baseball bat to repeatedly strike your head with And that'll leave you in a f**ed up condition...like your credit Homie don't even bother, you best forfeit and go to your casa He's half black and half Spanish Motherf**er was probably too lazy to vote for Obama Yo, he's probably not even black and I'm not denying the fact But I'm not gonna lie at times I wanna hit these Latino guys with a smack And the reason I am so mad and the question I wanna ask Is if you guys are not black when why the f** do you drop the N bomb every time that you rap? Yo, you singlehandedly destroyed something that I love pa**ionately You gave a bad name to any funny rappers in this battling scene See a lot of f*ggots and geeks hate on me and you for the laughter we bring But the difference between us is that I happen to be a real battle MC All you got is funny set ups with no punchlines and your angles are weak You try hard to be funny while I do it naturally You see, when it comes to this comedy sh**, I'm Canada's king And I'm the real reason f*ggots like Oso won't step back in this ring [Round 3: Uno Lavoz] I said follow the leader, I ain't a leader I ain't following sh** Bunch of co*k swallowing, hob goblins trying to ride on my dick They f**ed up my last event so they could ride with a win 40 n***as against 2, how the f** we gon' win? You see this game went from rags to riches To now get a name in the game you gotta hear bullsh** from little f*ggots b**hes n***as had they head up they own a** So my talent they couldn't grab and witness Well don't be mad if I don't come back to they damn division Cause that bullsh** right there I ain't got no damn interest They just mad cause I step my own style up I put myself up on that ladder and I started to climb it Time away from family, money been owed, f** it I'm been purposely grinding Every night, battling, writing sh**, memorizing sh**, n***a I've been putting my time in So basically you can say in this game to make a name I blew myself up So HFK, me and your people got something in common I said my people coming vamanos You soul was drifting, time to go Man f** that gun sh**, let's go straight to 'yo mama jokes' n***a your mom got one arm and the b**h got a job bagging groceries Yeah that muscle's defined She got a left arm so she be mad when I be on her right side trying to be slapping her five She be getting mad as sh** I be telling her to grab sh** knowing she couldn't if she actually tried Then I went to your house and saw that your grandma got no legs and the b**h was a professional goalie for the Mighty Ducks back in 1975 I said I'ma beat the sh** out of your mom's vagina Like I'm revenge of Saddam Bend that b**h over and introduce her bootie to palm f** making that b**h cum, I'm put a grenade in her vagina (What?!) Yeah n***a, a grenade in her vagina f** turning her on And when I call my friends and tell 'em about the s** I'ma just shake my head and tell 'em "the p**y's the bomb" I said your style man is fake as f**, your mouth you need to tape the sh** shut The only reason you not a virgin is because the b**h you f**, you raped the s*ut DMV, why they playing with us? Philly is where they let them bangers bust And I found out in your culture they call people like you a "Shahim mouliou" You know what that means? Nothing cause I made it up [Round 3: HFK] Ayo Corey, don't you love the rhymes he creates And don't you think that Uno's like the coolest guy in the place [Charron] Yeah man [HFK] Holy f**ing sh**, Corey Charron just Lied To My Face Yo I went to your fat Puerto Rican mother's house for head That b**h blew my big Persian co*k til her mouth got stretched And right when she was out of breath I began giving her the loudest s** Halfway through it, I slapped her and put my hands around her neck Like, "b**h who's your daddy?" And she's like, "I don't know. Maury hasn't found him yet." Yo, f** all that sh**, just this morning I Lion King'd his mom A busted a nut on her forehead and spread it like "Simba!" You see, we're both comedians except your jokes are cheaper than the average hooker In other words, me to you is like comparing Charlie Sheen to Ashton Kutcher Yo, your aunt looks like Rosie O'Donnell if she had a beard Will somebody please call MarvWon and tell him to get his brother the f** outta here Ayo I've walked the block and I saw his broad, she was hoeing But yo I ain't gon' front homie, she was smoking...crystal meth I hope your fat disgusting Puerto Rican grandmother gets bottled by a drunk guy You know you're a sh**ty battle rapper when your set ups hit harder than your punchlines He tries to front like he's a macho vato But we all know that that's some mongo bongo I should've know he wasn't a real Mexican when his mom made me El Paso tacos Yo, since King Of The Dot Volume 1 I've been inside the Dot Did what I did, cats worldwide would watch They said my rhymes were hot But then a few dudes got jerked against me That's when y'all felt like the line was crossed and wished that I would die and rot So when I battled Pat Stay in '09 I got dropped But I'm a man, I learned from that giant loss Came back, battled Diz', turned heads Proved that I could climb the top Never once been offered a battle saying I could not Never once did I develop writer's block Yo, I battled Organik, Dizaster, Sketch Menace, Kid Twist Been through the hardest route whether you like or not I've been in this game for three years and it's finally my time to talk So give me my motherf**ing title shot!