Jey The Nitewing vs. Madface

[Round 1: Jey The Nitewing]
I’m only here ‘cause Smack won’t let me graduate
Wrong nigga to aggravate
Like I'm too low-energy for the main stage...but that's okay
'Cause as of late, ain't too many on that stage that can match my pace
I'd rather stay down here where niggas is hungry...snatch ya plate
Let me elaborate
Nigga, no man in front of me could pass for great!
I’m cut from a different cloth
The only reason I called her prolly is to (polyester) show y'all what ya tryin' to fabricate
Nigga, say what you have to say
It won’t matter, Face
You gotta casket waitin'
And when they pass your grave
"Here lies Reggie Cooke", that's what they called him when he had a Face
You know who you talkin' wit'?
Well it's nice to meet you Face
You can call me "Fist"
Fuck what they call you now, it's "Mad Face", right?
Well they called me up to calm you down
Nigga I punch in, general nigga, soon as I get the call and pound
My nigga you basically fucked
Niggas that told you about me wasn't makin' shit up
Even ya mama tried to warn you nigga, keep makin' that Face and get stuck
Straight from the cuff
Oh you wanna skip the PG class? That's fine watch Jey get him snuck
I'm from the dollar state, in that we trust
He like, "That mean what?"
Ayo camera man, as soon as you hear that, that means "cut"
"Damn Jey. That was the homie!"
Exactly...was
Nigga Norbes what is this?
Y'all best friends or some shit, there's gotta be more than business
I done made a career off of Reggie Cook's on Mad Face's, I don't see how yours is different
He must like you a lot of regions wanna see God call ya ticket if he ain't force you in it
You a simple bitch, what good is that Richmond (rich man) shit if you out here makin' poor decisions
I'ma kill you slow, this for all the suckers on the page, thought Reggie would be enough
I see y'all ain't used to fuckin' wit' a Jey I'll leave the crime scene nasty
The autopsy won't be comin' in for days
Shit they gonna be lookin' at that shit a couple different ways
How it's lookin' tonight?
Aye y'all know it's pure dope whenever I write
And I ain't tryin' to teach y'all how to fish scale but I got this hook you can bite
Maybe just slap box, since Smack playin' I make it look like a fight
You in the presence of a king nigga
Oh you got bars? So do these niggas
But you must think that you real different
Think outside the box all you want to, you still in it
You outta ya league wit' me
They like, "How you gonna kill 'em Jey?" Easily
Y'all keep sayin' he decent I throw a seed on him for decency
I'm mean wit' it
I don't give fuck, I bitch up niggas who been tough
When they talk about Face you'll hear from those who beared witness, he got trimmed up
Nigga fall back, where he get blood on the GOAT tee (goatee), I ain't want that
Made him fall back, body all fucked up, even had to get his soul patched
C'mon Smack, what am I not doin'?
I'm outside wit' it, he not stupid
Otherwise it's Rosa Parks he in the front and he not movin'
Type to be actin' bad
Then those (Thanos) same niggas get snapped in half
So what's he really on? Thanos? Snapped in half?
Yeah that was very strong
Y'all think he Mad Face'd, now wait 'til the end to see if Fury gone
It's early though
King

[Round 1: Madface]
I feel how you feel
I suppose this is the way SMACK goes
This is the model…
Well, listen up, you big, doofy fuck
I’ll pour myself a cup, then take a sip out the bottle
It ain’t no pussyfootin’
You gotta cover every fuckin’ thing Twork hoodie couldn’t
Madness...that don’t go over heads
That fake gas ain’t flatulence - that’s for whoopie cushions
My face mad, sayin’ everything a rookie shouldn’t
I’ll kill you easily...that’s like Beasley wit’ the B up out it
Set-trippin’, I’ll go Geechi in a blink, I’m tryna C (see) about it
Nah...if you got God in yo’ heart, shit, I’m carvin’ that belief up out it
I got demons - I can’t even talk to Tink about it
Nah, ain’t no greater sin
If they helpin’ Jey to win, I’ll welcome Satan in
Let down your guard and (garden) get a Cobra in your face
Caught talkin’ to a snake again
This ain’t about you!
This about every fuckin’ underachiever wit’ a complacent pen
You know how many times I heard Tay Roc scream, “That’s light”...and wonder why the fuck he say it then?

[Round 2: Jey The Nitewing]
It's come to my attention that my success is somethin' that niggas got a problem wit'
I don't talk about gun violence, slangin' drugs, I'm past all of it
All this acknowledgment I've been gettin' and I don't even acknowledge it
"Jey, why you ain't active on Twitter?"
"For what nigga?
Talk some shit?"
Yo, if there was somethin' I needed to say that needed to be said, I was willin' to die for it
Lil' somethin' I wanted to say but ain't need to say...swallowed it
Y'all can keep tryin' to pause that, that's why the gun play always follows it
See I'm from an upbringing where bringin' some shit up gotta consequence
Same call behind ya for miles, I'm used to a different followin'
Now you prolly thinkin', what's this got to do witchu?
Nothin', that's the best part
Why write all three rounds about you when I'm who they check for?
Nitewing, you know, used to be robbin' (Robin)
That's what I used to do, broad day, your neighbors would've thought we was the movin' crew
I'm talkin' everything from arm robbery to petty theft, you know the usual
So in a sense, right now you trailin' to a jack, boy (Jakkboy) but that ain't new to you
Now that must suck
I understand the name now cause I'd be Mad as fuck
The nigga don't even be speakin' English half the time and he passed you up
What is that?
(Jakkanese)
Right, right, right, what's that? Jakkanese?
Jakka please, both y'all niggas trash to me
And lil' bro gettin' his ass kicked
Same way his name ain't blow up fast enough, cause he couldn't do jack (Jakk) shit
But this the niggas they book for you
Claim to know the code, it just look loyal
So you tryin' to talk to Tink huh?
Well after they release him I'll kill him and tell him to look for you
Believe me, I'll cut a nigga off quicker than them TV's
This nigga be up here talkin' 'bout he "want the smoke" but sound a lil' wheezy
Duck, duck, goose, sound like Wing wit' a three piece
And my nigga look at you
Thinkin' you gon' take the scene if you just say some things
Well sure enough, they doin' these Banned jersey'ed up, guess you ain't make the team
Whatchu gon' take from me?
You battlin' self doubt, your awkward stance is what makes you bleed
The fixture to your diction, it ain't one of us you can make believe
And you, and you don't believe in yourself enough to raise esteem
Can't even call yourself a man yet, how the fuck is you supposed to face a king?
I can still smell the milk on ya breath, the acne facial cream
Ya Mad Face just seem like pubescence
This too reckless, got you lookin' up at a star wit' a death wish
Who you testin'?
You VA niggas, need to save these affairs for a veteran
Without question I'll kill you, your shadow and your reflection
This ain't rec' this is nothin'
This is less than nothin', y'all niggas know who y'all playin' wit'?
Battle rap keeps hittin' a ceilin' cause y'all niggas ain't sayin' shit
I've studied everything about you nigga
Your battles, your movements, this is basic shit
I prepared these rounds for a better you that, that you can't even face me wit'
You'd have more of a life if you put into it that effort that I put into takin' it
Write that down nigga
Norbes, you must love seein' Wing with these feather weights
You keep goin' to the DMV just to send me plates
I mean y'all kept tabs on him so I'm sure you thought Reggie straight (registrate), how 'bout now?
Registrate?
How many more times I gotta demonstrate?
Stay in a peasant's place
The gloves ain't even off yet, I want niggas to call you "Leatherface" from all the lefts you ate
Gon' bring candles, flowers, I'm eatin' all the food when I'm at ya wake
Won't know if it's a funeral or a house warming
Well either way he in a better place
This is ya last mistake
And I'm feelin' like Warren Sapp today
Cause if y'all like me in Miami y'all gon' love me in Tampa Bay

[Round 3: Jey The Nite Wing]
Not as easy as it look, is it, Reggie?
Aye, you know this is it, right?
I love how niggas think they could walk on water, and then they realize they on thin ice
'Til they family start mournin' (morning), regret the day that he met Nite (night)
Yeah, I'll prob'ly get life
Find my fingerprints on his windpipe
Said that shit wrong
On his neck, they'll find Jey prints (J Prince)...couldn't get a response
This summer, I'm gettin' surgical
Niggas wanna act like they murder-proof
Big hat, no cattle - nigga, I ain't even...herd (heard) of you
And the doc'll call it in under two minutes so it ain't reversible
The nerve of you niggas
I mean, you really think you crazy
Fuck around and get clocked out early - they gon' think you lazy
You ain't like the Marines? That's fine
The niggas who find you will be with the Navy
I ain't wit' the games, my nigga
Aye, remember you told Profit that?
You joined the Marines, but wasn't proud of that?
Turns out that's where the cowards at
Shit's goin' down, it's up to you
Droppin' bombs where a child was at...
He said that
Bitch, I ain't serve a day in my life...even I knew that
So you mean to tell me yo' recruiter ain't tell you that shit from the jump, my nigga?
You ain't see no fuckin' movies?
We Were Soldiers, Black Hawk- Forrest Gump, my nigga?
Gotta be the dumbest nigga in the roll call - I can see it, too
"Atten-hut! Alright, men, shoot to kill!"
This nigga - "Wait, what?"
You mean to tell me you went through six weeks of Basic-

[Madface]
Three months

[Jey The Nitewing]
Oh, okay, that makes it better. Three months
(*chuckles*)
I'm not convinced
I can tell by your vernac' you educated, and that's common sense
My theory as to why you joined the military, you'd just gotten sick of walkin' around ya mama crib wit' nothin' on you but pocket lint
What that got you in?
Runnin' drills, your heart beatin' in your esophagus
Got you second-guessin' yourself about the consequence
It wasn't 'bout no children
You just wasn't willin' to die for this
So I find it funny you got the nerve to criticize how the nigga Profit did
'Cause you can understand the politics, how the war started, who profited
But if one round in one battle is the only way you acknowledge it, who's the coward then?
Tryna act brave
Ain't runnin' none of that shit past Jey
Too afraid to speak up, just standin' there wit' a Mad Face!
You pussy, nigga!
These type of niggas I don't sympathize
You sit wit' guys in the living room, drinkin' beers just to bitch and whine
'Bout how the government fucked up and how racism is systemized
But all you've done is share a post of our people gettin' victimized
See, we on different sides
I done seen too much to just criticize
I been a part of two school shootings that wasn't televised 'cause only niggas died!
My nigga Slim just-

NAH! NAH! NAH! NAH, nigga!
I'mma TALK to this nigga!
RELAX!

See, we on different sides
I done seen too much to just criticize
I been a part of two school shootings that wasn't televised 'cause only niggas died!
My nigga Slim just died, and the pig that killed him still made it home before dinnertime!
So excuse me if I come off just a lil' bit desensitized!
You niggas know how to sound tough!
Got a Mad Face, but now what!?
Yeah, it might not be up to you, but shit been goin' down, bruh!
Officer Jared Keller!
If not for you, I'd have had a different outcome!
I hope you die a decorated officer when niggas LIGHT YOUR FUCKIN' HOUSE UP!
I MEAN that!
And niggas know I don't even promote violence
But today it seem like if it don't go that route, then it go silent
Met up wit' the mayor, and you know he tried to keep the shit so quiet!
Stop shootin' us in the back, and we probably won't riot!
My nigga died on his hands and knees!
Not even like a dog 'cause if they did that shit to a dog, he'd face criminal charges!
He got a couple weeks off, but what really got my mind re-spinnin'
Is he'd been a cop for only three years - it's the second time he did it!
FUCK the SPD!
Fuck the mayor and the news, bruh!
Fuck that retired pig that said he would've shot my nigga sooner!
Rest In Peace to my nigga Slim!
This ain't even somethin' he'd want me to do
Big-hearted - he'd probably forgive the officer, too!
And if he was standin' right here, I know exactly what he'd want me to do
Get right muthafuckin' back to talkin' to you!
So I'mma finish this
'Cause now we know what our difference is
You can turn these people into your fans
I'll turn these fans into witnesses!

(*Crowd goes absolutely nuts and starts yelling "3-0!" as loudly as possible*)

Relax...I'll wrap it up

I want the business, bitch!
I'll show up to Richmond and treat you like you visitin'
"Madface", better fix that
Whole family get bitch-slapped
Let his dad try to run up like, "Oh, you think you Big Man?"
Bitch, I'll get this light-skin nigga shipped: they'll call him Sinbad!
Don't play wit' me!
Tell the next nigga stay away from me!
KING!