Fettuccine 20 vs. Bangz

[Round 1: Fettuccine 20]
I said, it depends on how he pull up
Either the .80 or the baby dumpin’
See, I could slump him when I wanna
He get a Chess round on the big stage
Now he can relate to the struggle and the come-up
I shook the room, and got to a higher platform
These niggas thought I was a jumper
Y’all think Bangz (bangs) over I (eye)?
Ain’t no tellin’ where I’ll leave ya (Aaliyah) when you see a 20 wit’ a .50
Nigga, Age Ain’t Nothin’ But a Number!
I grab the broom, it’s to clean house, but I ain’t tryna sweep
That stick’ll put Bangz (bangs) up on the ceiling, like
“Quiet down up there! We tryin’ to sleep!”
See, I’m Pharrell with these clips (Clipse)
Nigga, I ain’t got time to beef
I go the extra mile, it’s (Malice) to push a T (Pusha T)
I catch him while he tryna eat - BOW!
Now Bangz (bangs) all over the table like the “Grindin’” beat!
Halal truck! I cook him, on the corner
He get the mill’ (meal) in the street
Then I tuck the arm
Bumper cars: he wasn’t built for the streets!
But Ascension was a fuckin’ flop
Shit, I guess without me it ain’t feel right
That nigga Prep no-showed, Money Bagz got 30’d
Reepah did okay, but he ain’t finish the Deal right!
I already beat YK, I woulda killed Rich or Deal: I’m Real nice!
Animal hospital: I’d have had a vet holdin’ off for dear (deer) life!
I’m a killer and a pimp
That means I can get you sprayed wit’ hammers
Then make yo’ bitch slurp Fettuccine: she ain’t got no table manners
But he unorthodox, he punch awkward, he “not regular”
Well, they gon’ call the nurse or the docs
When I give him an awkward punch, he’ll knot regular
Or I could speak wit’ Glocks!
Layup line: this a easy shot
Yeah, Bangz is fuckin’ fire, but tonight, I just can’t let you (w)in, nigga - you don’t know the secret knock
Korean shop, we just hurry up and BAH!
We value mills (meals)
But your man caught a (quarter) pound for Soda, over a couple pies
Then 20 piece’ll hit your Chicken McN-
Fuck it - whoever he come with fries!
But the clip got a curve to it
When I light this bitch
It’ll lay you down, then stand you up like a lightskin bitch
But since he my son, it’s only right I pop him and give the dick to his mom
I catch him while he shoppin’, (*swoo*) swipe his shit at the mall
If it’s green involved, then my nigga Green gettin’ involved
It’s a wrap if he catch a Bedaffi round
He gon’ hate he (Haiti) got it gripped in his palm
And the ratchet on the side, bitch
She the best in the world
You get that TECs (text), it'll lay you facedown like you was next to your girl
But the gun big
After the kick, my man gotta catch me
Think I'm kiddin'? (Kid n') Play
Your bitch-
My bitch like a workout partner
She can spot a nigga liftin' weight
I'll run down on Bangz like, "Give it up. Nigga, pay."
If he don't, then that's obvious
That's how you turn armed robbery to a dead giveaway!
When it bangs, it's over...literally
It'll B(e) A end (N), G's
Clear all of your plans
'Cause the niggas behind me that root bear (beer) the worst for Soda
They'll put your dog on the can'
And don't say shit
Just stand there and get ripped apart
It's like L.A. basketball
I will lake a (Laker) nigga after the clip'll (Clipper) Spark
A chest shot is like you lost a close friend
That shit hit your heart
Or the headshot put his mind on somethin' else
I caught him driftin' off
So it ain't a debatable that 20 won (21)
Nigga, that shit clear
Just had to remind him of his place and then put him there
So while y'all cryin' about ranks, I'm like "Fuck them tiers (tears)"
'Cause as long as it starts wit' 20, nigga, it's my year

[Round 1: Bangz]
Facts, nigga - the boy's mean
'Cause I've been lettin' the shit ring before I was legal
Remember that shit you said?
Nigga, age definitely is nothin' but a number
'Cause the 16 in the clip, and you gettin' pissed on wit' 14
Nigga, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Ayo, fuck is wrong wit' this bastard?
Y'all already know this shit was gon' be tragic
You say he gon' have to hate he grippin' the pal-
Nigga, I will clap Bedaffi
And y'all niggas gon' hate he got that same flag over his casket!

(*The crowd is stunned in amazement in reaction to the rebuttal, and they react for almost 50 seconds*)

See that, my nigga?
(This a difference!)
This is ex- facts
Nigga, this exactly why this is not Bangz vers' Fetti
This is, "Yo, that nigga Bangz is back on SMACK"
"Will he try or is he gonna bullshit?"
Nigga, that's somethin' that you shouldn't have to ask
'Cause this is a body, and I'm about to cut up
You know, somethin' you have to ax?
But y'all niggas know me
This ain't even a bout
I'm weedin' 'em out
Get loud in the building
It'll be smoke in the room if you have to ask (Axe)
But now that we got that closed (clothes)...
I'll start whenever I need to increase, so don't ask for slack
Nigga, that was crack
And you gettin' rocked on stage, nigga, that's a crazy fact
Nigga, I went through real life bullshit
And still showed up to perform tryna get my career to stay on track
Nigga, so you can save the chat
'Cause lately I show niggas it's levels
Bodies on top of bodies, and Fetti is somethin' that's made to stack
So in a sense-

[Lexx Luthor]
He raps so well!

[Bangz]
-and Fetti's somethin' that's made to stack
If you think about it, in a sense...
I've been savin' rap, made a lane, never complained, and still never got the ring from SMACK
And this nigga think this is about him...tuh
Nigga, they threw me Fetti to pay me back!
Now, since they threw me Fetti to pay me back, I came back to make him pay
So hang it up or don’t get the picture
Nigga, either way, the point is off the wall - I rearranged the tack!
I talk different!
In the air (heir) for the throne, but you get the business
Nigga, I had to figure out how to get it started in order to get it finished
So the call shouldn’t shock you
But if y’all niggas rub me the wrong way, then you gettin’ friction
Nigga, your mouth gon’ be the last of the last, and these shits’ll split it
Nigga, if you don’t stay quiet, I’ll give you a right to remain silent like the Fifth Amendment!

[Fettuccine 20]
I said that one

[Bangz]
Oh, you said that?
That’s why it’ll be followin’ a round (around) like “Whatever you wit’, I’m wit’ it!”
Ayo, battle rap- ayo!
Battle rap is not dyin’ at all!
I’m just killin’ all of these niggas in it
But this where shits gets ignant
I’ll cut him off in the middle of my show like intermission
When niggas clip him, his soul go on a different mission and forget it’s with him
After it’s drug out of the body like an intervention!
Plus it’s all-black, baby, if niggas kiddin’
Ay, I’d get him a soda, but this caught me a case
What Fetti do? I’m petty too
I’ll put the clip in and throw the shit all in his face
Yeah, I’mma make sure this end decisive
You know, indecisive?
BOW! I bet his thoughts gon’ be all over the place

[Round 2: Fettuccine 20]
Soon as I told my niggas I got Bangz
He was like, “I ain’t gon’ lie, bro. It’s a few reasons it’s a wrap:
One… his wordplay is elite. His crowd control is unmatched, son.
So after the first round, I expect you to have one leg in that bag like a sack run.
Plus, that guy could rebuttal the whole round off the top of the-”
BOW! Rebuttal that one!
The way you got killed on King of the Dot, I felt sorry, kid
Couldn’t have been me
I’d have came up off DNA the way Maury did
Then you was on SMACK
You had one fire rebuttal against Jerry, and the rest wasn’t hot at all
But it’s a new year…
We ain’t gon’ keep talkin’ about the way you dropped the ball
I coulda kicked in the door, but I crept in with the ratchet
I’m strapped in with the Cal’
(What you mean?)
See, it’s a Method to the Madness
You press my buttons and get these bucks instantly: CashApp
I gave his heart a deadbeat when I sent the pops to his dad had
In broad day, like Broadway, I be Raisin in the Sun
First step, POP!
Boy, I could raise a nigga son!
Lift him All the Way Up!
Yeah, I keep a semi by!
Lean Back, rock Bangz (bangs) better than Remy Ma!

[Bangz]
I got one for that

[Fettuccine 20]
I keep a semi by!
Lean Back, rock Bangz (bangs) better than Remy Ma!
Or you’ll die from a direct cut
See, you can’t act this one through
My niggas know, we create scenes, make movies
So when I scream, “Action!”, just shoot
I hope they all dish in (audition) if they wanna roll (want a role)
Or they ass is done too
'Cause coffins is contagious, and every member of your cast get (casket) one too
I muzzle the grip!
A silent "BANGs" will silence Bangz
Wait - silent Bangs? See, that's a oxymoron
Fuck it, I change Smith'n's, same difference
Damn, another oxymoron
A pair of unique twins...
Fuck it - I'll let 'em peel (pill) on a dummy like Oxy', moron!
The shotty bang!
Dr. Miami: it made this bitch body change!
It's like basketball
I'm hittin' him with shot after shot, but it's not a game
It's like we went on a scoring streak, and these niggas called timeout
The way my nigga come off the sideline and body Bangz (bangs)!
Mona Lisa!
These bucks'll put this bitch up on the wall like fine art
Yogi Bear!
I'll pull up in the trunk, sit all the kids down on the sidewalk
The .9 spark!
I look dead in yo' eyes, let two air out a long nose
Give him the victory face
His man acts mad? Then (Madden) I get the pick and he (any) play
But this is piracy, deadly waters, I'm attackin' your crews (cruise)
First, them R3 niggas get smacked wit' the tool
Then it'll flip a hot Cake (hotcake) in the air, the way a spatula do
Handyman, clockin' out: I'm packin' the tool
Pow! pow!
Two to (tutor) your daughter
That little bitch slackin' in school!
Haymaker of the year!? Y'all really think Mack is that dude?
Y'all actin' like he really blessed the sport
Thinkin' Mac(k) got issues, 'til I give him TEC (tech) support!
He Goonies now!?
Well, I guess dick-ridin' is the best support!
Fuck a "Halal Special"!
You can drive through, get the Big MAC wit' the .38 Special, Sauce!

[Round 2: Bangz]
You guys can talk, whatever
That was one of the best rounds I've ever heard from Fetti
Can we give it up, please?

[Crowd member off-camera]
He's settin' a rebuttal up

[Bangz]
Ayo-
You know it's for a rebuttal

[Crowd member off-camera]
I knew you'd do that!

[Bangz]
Yes, bro, I do it on cam' - I'm candid, see?
Fuck is wrong wit' this nigga?
He'd get a leg up in the competition, but can't stand wit' me
Nigga, I'm upstage showin' a body
Gimme my Grammy, please
'Cause I'm puttin' dum-dums through the whole house
Now it's two to (tutor) the whole family!
Ayo, you see how this shit balloonin' up?
Yeah, y'all niggas know I'm tough
And y'all shoulda knew the boy was gon' fall
God damn it, I'll swerve on 'em all
'Cause you ain't got enough drive...
Did this herb get the call?
This nigga birthday, right? Balloonin' up?
Nigga, the MAC, make everybody backflip, and leave Norbes on the wall!

(*As the crowd reacts to the freestyle, the camera cuts to reveal "NORBES" spelled out in gold balloons at the top of the back wall of the room just behind where people are standing*)

Ayo, so I don't want none of y'all niggas-
Yeah, it's off the top, I'm unorthodox
So I don't wanna hear none of y'all niggas talk about my path in the streets if you've never walked the route
'Cause on some real nigga shit, fuck with the rebuttals and shit
I knew niggas that served fiends, and now they got a business and even bought a house
Nigga, we was on the back blocks when we brought 'em out
All of the bad cops? We bought 'em out
Nigga, we opened up shop and used the cut for the pigs like a slaughterhouse!
Wait, man! Wait! Lemme talk, nigga
And guess what? Our beef was off-the-hook
Nigga, when we caught a jooks...
You got your hat, pants, chain, and your wallet took
Nigga, you remember how your mama looked?
That's exactly how our robbin' looked
A nigga bitch just show the (shoulder) strap and get everything in his pocket booked (pocketbook)!
Nigga, I'm very seasoned
I'll have Fetti' steamin'
He the type to tell for whatever reason
And y'all niggas tried to throw him in the pot
But boy'll (boil) point after you got him cooked
And I ain't even lit yet!
Nigga, I am the blueprint
And y'all niggas couldn't build your career properly because you missed steps
Y'all niggas wanted a show?
Well, I'll have 'em replayin' these clips back for seasons like missteps
Nigga, I was raised by the streets, so we was never on the porch
We missed steps
And that shit won't fly here
So don't try to look too tough 'cause you been movin' up
'Cause as far as the stares (stairs), I'll start to trip and down the flights like missed steps
Then I'm on your bitch heels soon as your miss steps!
(What else!?)
Nigga, and what else?
Nigga, ain't shit change!
I'll give this nigga the bucks right back like I was in debt!