E. Ness vs. The Saurus

[Round 1: E. Ness]
You the poster boy for acne cream
I cut you like a Latin King
You battled Chilla Jones and I ain't hear not one Proactive scheme
I snatch his spleen clean out ya back
You just not cut out for that
A lot of niggas died behind these bars, I'm lil' Alcatraz
I'll leave a knife pokin' out ya head like Alfalfa's back
I'll pull it out and shove it back in, that's a Sour Patch
You the GOAT? How is that?
Pete, take a power nap
I drop an extra rap and ya purse and tell you "holla back"
My trap off Beelzebub, there's nothin' that you can tell a scrub
First time I shot a gun, literally I fell in love
Any court case I ever had came from sellin' drugs
So when you stand in front of Ness it definitely helps ya buzz
They treat you like a sucka Pete, bend over, touch ya feet
They feed you, the burp you, and pat ya back to fuckin' sleep
These bullets go tongue and cheek
Don't care if you a hundred deep, the whistles gon' beep
Do you wanna beef or do you wanna Tweet?
Diabetic, nothin' sweet
These slugs don't come for cheap
This Eagle don't hit you, this Hawk gon' keep you company
Birds of a feather? You know they flock together
Like the Vanderbilts, the Duponts and the Rockefellers
Shots fired, man down, I tried to put the can down
Couple niggas ran down, it's glued to my hand now
The Saurus, why you force it? It doesn't come out natural
The flow sounds robotic and it lacks replay value
Dog, you haven't done enough to be compared to one of us
A real vet that battled real opponents not such and such
The fuck is up?
Two of these make you do the hucklebuck
Shuck and jive, these hickeys, they gon' hurt like a motherfuck
You tried to use Grind Time as ya' meal ticket
But they ain't make him top tier, he couldn't deal wit' it
He tried committing suicide, dog deal with it
Lookin' for a league to call home you still fishin'
Ya' face look like a coffee cake
Cigarette; coffee break
Ya' bitch takin' shots to the face more than Charlie Chase
They told me I had you, I said, "Oow, I can hardly wait."
To tell you to your face it's not Carti-aire it's Cartier
If I don't do it, Loco will, all ya' niggas know the drill
Four alarm blaze if he survive then it's overkill
Pop up in ya' city, wreckin' shit like it's Cloverfield
With a gun so big
How big?
I hope it's real
I've been diggin' all night, I got another hole to fill
Today I brought the bars out, but he gon' have the open grill
He try and run, I catch him, stand him up, hold him still
Zangief windmill punch, mixed with Holyfield
The first round was bars, the second round is personal
The third round I grab the chainsaw and get surgical
Round one

[Round 1: The Saurus]
Now last year when I was here my head was in the wrong space
And I gave y'all less than what I normally deliver on stage
So I'm back to apologize lookin' into y'alls face
That wasn't who I am, it was written in the lost tapes
This is redemption, straight from the script of Shawshank
'Bout to hit you like a hidden wall safe
Good hands but this isn't All-State
You'll think that we at Chris Benoit's place when arms stretch you like Crippler Crossface
Dog, this ain't nothin' like the last time Boston saw The Saurus
I'm fixin' a body for this and build an empire like Boston George is
You see light? Start walkin' towards it
I'm the wrong one to start a war with 'cause we know
The best person to 3-0 a Philly mark is Morris
Before you get extra ammo I'ma show you how a vet sets examples
Correct how you bench press your rep gets dismantled
Hell yes I gamble and your best bet's to cancel
Motherfucker you ain't even the best Ness I've battled
This a death bed for folks sleepin'
Must've hit ya' head on that low ceilin'
Snap both ya' legs now you broke even
Brass knuckle, spike the punch like a cult meetin'
Or I'll pull out a sub like Coach Stevens in the post season
I'm O.D.'in this whole evenin'
Try to stop me Ness, it doesn't matter clean
Tonight? You're next to godly Ness
You cornier than pocket checks
I'll come to Philly if you wanna box me Ness
But be careful those are some rocky steps
I got ya' whole block surrounded, that's a checkmate move
So throw ya' best shot, I'm in a Dikembe mood
I got a left more legendary than Fenway do
And I'm just gettin' warmed up so y'all best stay tuned

It's fuckin' hot up on here. Whooa. I am fatter than I expected

[Round 2: E. Ness]
The Saurus you a class act, today we lookin' past that
So take that World Supremacy and shove it up ya' ass crack
You high on crystal meth, somebody gave you a bad batch
A bum knee, a fucked up face and a bad back
An old dude, who don't know his glory days are over
The time it took to gain this weight you couldn't gain exposure
Iron Solomon took your flow and made it colder
So committing suicide today for you is closure
It's Loufield Davenport, I gun you down in traffic court
You know I got to feel the flame before I get to pass the torch
King Kong ping pong ya' head'll go back and forth
And that's why I came to see exactly what it's crackin' for
Am I worried? Not at all
The fans say I dropped the ball
But everybody came to see T'Challa vs Dr. Claw
The fans say I dropped the ball
How? I'm still poppin' dawg
Even my recycled bars will make ya bitch drop her drawers
Cocktail Molotov, I smart bomb everything
The contract said, "Kill him" I co-signed everything
Craftmatic adjustable ratchet recline everything
I hit you with it twice Mr. Two Time Everything
If you don't like my Lil' Uzi meet my .380
What make it so wavy that I keep it on safety
So when you run up on me I'm like, "Pete you so crazy."
I shoot you in ya head you gon' sleep like a baby
For every dollar Pete make, it make you say, "For Pete sake."
You cheapskate, you just a walkin' talkin' piece of cheesecake
Night Of The Living Dead, you fuckin' with that free base
I slap ya coffee cake face into deep space
You just a walkin' talkin' piece of cheesecake
Why don't you come to Philly? I'll treat you to a cheese steak
I'll take you to Jahlil Beats, tell him to make a beat tape
Let you hang with P&B, slug one with Freeway
Don't nobody know you over there you got a clean slate
See I'm aimin' for the chain and shit you know I'm takin' over
But first I gotta 3-0 ya man Ray Liotta
You know that kid from Grind Time with that crazy odor
Crater face that's shaped like a box of bakin' soda
A vet from the west coast, shout out to the west coast
Bitches love Deadpool, hit him with the Deathstroke
I'm a hypocrite you ain't gon' get it 'til I let go
And that's why they fear me in the ring, I'm Sinestro
I took that line from Chilla and made it way iller
Cause every round you ever had was filled up with filler
Me and all my colleagues is cold blooded killers
Cold hearted bitch slap from cold hearted niggas
I'm creepin' with the 3-5, surrounded by the Geek Squad
I take The Saurus outside, kill him three times
Get my other half, call a cab and it's peace sign
Groundhog Day, you gon' die and push rewind!
Round 2 let's go man

[Round 2: The Saurus]
He said that I'm a piece of cheesecake...but in that case he's talkin' reckless
Cause if I'm a piece of cheesecake how far'd you have to walk to get this?

Any other kind of cake! Why you say cheesecake? ANY other cake!
Why cheesecake?

Now when they gave me you Ness, I thought they April Fool's text me
I could spot a round and win if they made me shoot lefty
Get the PayPerView messy if he aimin' two semis
I'll put two arms up that'll raise ya roof plenty
You got a glass jaw I'm Goodz throwin' 80 proof Henny
Body in the trunk like Rae Carruth Chevy
They sayin', "Who's Wesley?" cause my blade is too steady
Ness about to get stuck, I got the Krazy Glue ready
Now see, if someone tells me that they're just crazy, I'm not too stunned
But to be crazier than Krazy Glue? I'm wonderin' what in the name of God you've done
I heard you shot fools once, cause they disrespected the block you from
But no one died though, it was just a hot glue gun
Still pretty crazy though
Aye I bet your favorite battle rapper's Glueazy
But he still ain't crazier than you is he?
When Ness lose, I ain't tellin' him none of my next moves
I'll be sleepin' with the fishes in rubber cement shoes
Expect dude to spit some trash, get no reaction at all
And have Summer Madness flashbacks and start spazzin' on y'all
Callin' himself "a dinosaur" well that's just ironic, you're right
That's what it's called when you haven't evolved
At all!
I mean I know you're tryin' to get quick money
But goddamn dinosaur this shit nutty
It's funny, but it's sad cause you'll never grow too
Now your life's in my hands like when Fredrick choked you
It's so true, you old news and I ain't leavin' my king spot
If this David vs Goliath, all I need is a slingshot
But even after you get buried six feet in a big box
Don't worry, I'm sure Babs would love to give you a Queen Of The Ring slot
Time

[Round 3: Ness Lee]
Yo, you gotta trust the process
Y'all agree
(YEAH!)
You gotta trust the process, that's why I'm takin' side bets
Bottom of the third round...YOU DON'T LOOK ALIVE YET
Niggas want me to lay down, I ain't die yet
Bitch I got nine lives I grew up from the projects
Plug hit me off I spin move then I high step
You should what Goodz told Gemz and get ya eyes checked
Chin check or pocket check, c'mon Pete, pick one
Cause if I got my gun I ain't gonna let you get one
Nigga always screamin' they wit' the shits 'til they in some
Apologize for fuckin' up your only source of income
I don't know karate but I know ka-razy
Diamonds on my neck, Dirty Dancing; Pat Swayze
They ask me who I want next I tell 'em "Pat Stay me."
Head ICE to Hollywood I tell him to Bigg K me
Some say The Saurus is a legend, I say, "Legend where?"
Why? Cause he rap the same way the past eleven years?
Fight Klub, SMACK DVD you was never there
From battle rap, die he came back, I was well aware
And I still dib and dab, I can still stick and jab
And I got a nice lil' rhythm when I hit the bag
But I don't need a broken jaw, a black eye to know I'm raw
I'll kill you right in front of everybody, that's just protocol
That money Bishop paid me tonight, I'ma blow it all
Fuck ya bitch and forward you the footage, now I'm showin' off
The Saurus you've been misinformed
Better keep ya pistol drawn
Chilakaboo, my shit sound like a mission launch
You couldn't calculate all the niggas I done shitted on
You rappers hang ya swag up at night and then stick it on
To me it's not genuine, your fans don't deserve that
Carson went down, Nick Foles brought the birds back
Mossberg shotgun, yeah yeah we heart that
AK banana clip, that's how you curve that
I can't even tote the piece, I can even roll a piece
I don't even have pay stubs I can show police
Broccoli hangin' out the brown bag like it's grocery
Barb wire wrapped around my neck like it's rosary
I keep it lit, tell ya wife I said she can eat a dick
Cause comin' off the bench I can still shoot 93%
Even if I choose to throw a round you better plead the fifth
Cause I ain't tryin' to hear what strategy you try to beat me with
I'm freakin' shit, I pick up the phone like, "Who I'm speakin' wit'?"
Sigel shit, four pound muah, give ya cheek a kiss
Or leave a nigga six feet deep, that's how deep it get
Buck 50 Butterfly Effect, Puerto Rican shit
Cause niggas don't like to hear the truth but here it goes
I'ma say this slogan 'til I'm 50 years old
The Saurus gon' be rappin' 'til he 60 years old!
And niggas mention me after 50 weirdos

[Round 3: The Saurus]
This was over since the first sentence I spoke on the screen
The beginning is the end, Apocalypse Now opening scene
[?] runnin' through packs; Madden Ultimate Team
So rap now, time to Blackout and go with the theme
Fuck it, Ness says that he's next up but he's next best to me
So there isn't a necessity to listen to what Ness says at me
He's next best to me
So if you ever stress anything excessively
I'll throw a shot at Ness that he can wear on his neck like an accessory
He never says anything!
It's just a bunch of nonsense
Yeah you run the offense but they came to see a dunkin' contest
So either become the Loch Ness or get slumped unconscious
Better luck next year Philly, trust the process
I've run the gauntlet and I've paid the total price
I've controlled the game when others have played with loaded dice
Sooner or later I'm gonna win the chain and own it twice
Takin' over ICE like the Vegas Golden Knights
I'm NICE!
Literally
Nobody be beefin' with Pete
But if Elliott Ness tells you he's keepin' the peace
That's cause the real Elliott Ness wanted to be chief of police
Now all these people can see
Even if I'm some square MC there ain't no way that he's equal to me
He's easy to beat
Unless we're playing Dance Dance Revolution
Y'all know what rhymes with Dance Dance Revolution?
(What?)
That man's never losin'
But this my chance at retribution which doesn't happen often
I just had to come back to Boston
Without any bad blood like Magic Johnson
Now what's it like to go from Making The Band and takin' long walks to fetch juniors
To makin' half a band to battle Lexx Luthor