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URLtv & Kid Chaos & B. Dot The God
URLtv & Nu Jerzey Twork & Real Name Brandon
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URLtv & Mike P (Battle Rapper) & Geechi Gotti
[Round 1: B. Dot]
I'm godly
But to Earth I've come down for the one-round?
Well, that's all it take to catch a body
They called me
I told Beasley, "Look, I'm gifted
Don't even tell me who gon' be present, nigga...surprise me"
Oddly...they gave me the nigga wit' all the potential
Nah, nah, see
This what happens when they put the sure thing in front of the prob'ly
Told him he would take flight and be the bomb...
Yeah, nigga, kamikaze!
Try me
We be in your hotеl promptly
Under the gun the еxtended stay
We in the lobby
My shooter keep a piece (peace) wit' the BaldHead
We call him Gandhi
But he smoke 'dro, so his eyes low
Gotta keep 'em open to catch the drop
Ay, where the Visine!?
Pull up, everything dirty in the whip, but the ride clean
Pop out, 4 'Ks
You gon' see this shit clearer than a widescreen!
Consult wit' the killas
Meanin' the murderers advise me
Gimme what you got!
'Cause if I touch the baby, you all gettin' shot
This shit mo' 'Contagious' than the Isleys!
Mock me!
How you gon' catch a nigga movin' Godspeed?
Outta Earth is where they find me
I mean, leave Earth for once
Show us A Different World
Grow up, Kid! This ain't the Cosbys!
Why he, in front of me?
Thought I was gonna be takin' the Bat head off like I'm Ozzy
You (Jew) fake: Ashkenazi
.9s, .22s, .30s, .40s, even rise the shotty
I don't know what brush I'm tryna paint you with
I'm just drawin' whatever...like a Basquiat piece!
Ooh, you got me!
Finna hit your noggin
When I rap like this, it's a problem
I mean, it's always been in my genes (jeans)
It seems (seams) I'm just in a different pocket
Told Beas' we could skip this option
I wanted the crowd! Surf! Get the mosh pit!
Instead, I get this fake-ass Arsonal wit' different content
I never wanted this...Kid: Tristan Thompson!
Pick the topic!
This language I'm scriptin' is more ancient than Egyptian Coptic
This is business!
And you tryna get back more than what you've put in
Yeah...and now you get the Prophet (profit)!
This is nonsense
I'll put you-
Nigga, this is nonsense!
I'll put you in a chokehold for tryna skip the process
Your niggas will have to try and...take you out the loop
Like you don't wanna get the gossip!
Nigga, STOP it!
You pop shit from that 2-on-2 when y'all did it
Yeah, you linked up wit' Arsonal like y'all kindred
You had the pen, he had the performance - y'all blended
But the bar bended when Ars' mentioned you use too many words
We observed your style get dumbed down for dawg gimmicks
You let Arsonal stop you from puttin' in the pen (PIN)
Like you was his bitch in his phone, tryna get all in it
So I'm callin' it
.45s, .9s - BOW! - let the AR split him
He fall victim
But he still alive, takin' in oxygen
(*gasp*) Calm wit' it
BOW! Nigga, DIE!
The pistol tellin' him to take his last breath
Another arsenal (Arsonal) talkin' you outta bein' long-winded!
Y'all listen!
Steel sharpens steel, but he not Iron
Man, it's a Stark difference
I write wit' the might of the hand of God that stopped the crash that Twork was in during the car flippin'!
You got a pen, but you gotta evolve wit' it
Or keep losin' while Charles Dar-winnin'!
You gotta learn to walk wit' the giants!
Yeah, nigga, I'm like that!
You gotta learn to walk wit' the giants!
Stop relyin' on bein' the biggest lil' person
You can't be happy bein' this tall midget
Spark interest
When I write, the Crips and B-Dawgs feel it
Even the ladies love it!
These illustrations got 'em drawn in it
You claim you a stepper, but never talkin' it like you WALKIN' IT!
How many losses you got on the app!?
Did it double? Oh, seven? (007)
I can't BOND wit' it!
BOMB wit' it!
Step inside the elevator, press the button like Juntao
Come up to the roof
All for nothin', get sent down!
You gon' beat me? Wit' this style!?
Nigga, when!? HOW!?
That shit you write took a long time to get here
Yeah, you got a pen...POW! (pen pal)
Nigga SIT DOWN!...when the fif' blammin'
Broad day
We ain't gotta wait 'til Midnight for you to get Madness
I'll draw it on your neck
You gon' regret gettin' this shit tatted!
This shit is tragic!
Y'all takin' that "M and M" (Eminem) shit a little too far...like Nick Cannon
Get damaged
This that Black African Power
And if they book us for three rounds, Chaos, you gon' see your final hour, nigga
Whoopty
[Round 1: Kid Chaos]
They said- YO!
They said, "You got a week prep to write B.'s death!"
I said, "I usually don't roast women, but I'mma fry this ho"
I mean, I ain't worried about Charlie
She ain't (Sheen) gon' make it past Two and a Half min (Men) once Blood insides get shown
Yeah, I bet the white'll show
'Cause they had me doin' all this travelin'
Watchin' the hours go back as you get to feel right at home!
So since I had to travel all these miles and zones
The South 'bout to kick the West's ass 'cause I'm feelin' jet-lagged
Boy, you already know what time I'm on
You VIOLENT, bro!?
Well, don't stop me, Blood!
Bitch, you'll get sliced and toned
How I know?
'Cause everybody think they can hang until it's by a rope
But I know how this go
I should take a direct angle (rectangle) on Dot like dominoes
But I'm only playin' that game if the fact remains that all they find is BONES!
Now yo' body breakin' down for every battler you've tried to break down and body
Ooh, karma's somethin' I thought he would notice
'Cause bein' degrading and bringing out skeletons is somethin' we often see D composin'
But he the dopest?
Bro, last time you tried to spar wit' me, you and Sikh lost as teams
I felt like the Romans
Jesus Christ, The God got crucified the last time He stood across from me
They thought Anarchy would lose, like we was failin'!
Until we had God down to a T like..."Nailed it!"
I got tough skin
But you was draggin' (dragon) the myth that I wasn't spittin' fire
So I scaled it
But ONE ROUND!?
Smack, I'm cool wit' gettin' checks (Chex) for a snack like trail mix!
But I'm usually rockin' wit' the Flames
Brim!? Stones!?
But it's you who I'mma say "To Hell with!"
You pale bitch!
Bro, even if you is a God, you a demigod, 'cause you half of I
You wanna know why it's a fact I find?
'Cause on the Blackopoly record we got on together
My verse was obviously better in half the time
Plus, in the 2-on-2, you admitted you figured I wrote all of me and Arsonal’s raps and rhymes!
So even in a handicap match wit’ a Crip, you ain’t have what it take to front on me in the building
And that’s a SIGN!
See, they made me pay dues!
And gave thee great room to say these lame views
Same things they’ve used
Out-of-date schemes: Quaaludes
Race-bait King, they knew
Makes me take you as a safe drink, 8-proof!
Fake weed, K2!
’K shoot!
With bullets that just discovered a great thing: breakthrough
But same scheme - Phase 2!
You up here tryin’ to convince ‘em that you ain’t me, ain’t you?
Plus some just wanna see who the real god runnin’ ‘round
And yeah, you fire underground, but Hades ain’t Zeus
Plus, askin’ who the REAL god is like, “What came first: the chicken or the egg?”
And that may seem grade-school
But I’mma leave you so riddled you gon’ need a pair of docs (paradox)
Boy, don’t make me MAKE YOU!
I break rules!
Like how you say you believe in polygamy and treatin’ women as equals?
OK, which is yo’ pick?
‘Cause see, you contradict your consciousness and then your roles switch
But don’t trip
‘Cause I done sold everything from steel to pills
See, that’s how you stick to yo’ script
But I aim to be a deadbeat pops
ON MY KIDS, I WON’T MISS!
I’LL BE SPLITTIN’ BRO SHIT!
Bro, we all can rap
Where The Saurus at?
See, all men act (almanac) like they know the directions to be seen across the map
And you seemingly encompass that
But I talked to Smack
And said, “Bro, I need a battle where I can capitalize after!”
He said, “Don’t worry - we got Dot for that.”
But it gotta be a glitch in the Matrix-
C’mon, man
Y’all can sleep all y’all want
Sleep all y’all want
(*chuckles*) I’ve been wildin’
Aye, listen…
Aye!
But I talked to Smack
And said, “I need a battle where I can capitalize after!”
He said, “Don’t worry - we got Dot for that.”
But it gotta be a glitch in the Matrix if I die crossin’ paths to this copy-cat
So Dot, relax
Understand who you fightin’ wit’
Oh, you Godbody?
Well, I’m tryna body God and shoot while you drivin’ in
BAH! Then rise again
‘Cause it was easy to spot you through that glass
So I just decided to provide some tint
Now all that’s gon’ be left inside yo’ whip gon’ be pieces of 5 Percent!
‘Cause I’M A GOD!
‘Cause I’m a god!
And it’s more than what I do wit’ these bars
Even down to the tunes where I’m truly a star
Think you’re provin’ me wrong? Then go through all my songs
And from there, you’ll be M.I.A…Music Is Art
[Outro: Smack White]
Yo, give it up for Kid Chaos!
Give it up for B. Dot!
I think that one, we need three racks!
(We need three racks!)
Let me know! Let me know!
That was crazy, you know what I’m sayin’?
We gon’ go to the room wit’ JayBlac, Tsu Surf, and Charlie Clips
Let’s get it
I think Geechi Gotti in there too
Let’s get it - Smmmmack
Kid Chaos vs. B. Dot was written by Kid Chaos & B. Dot The God.
Kid Chaos vs. B. Dot was produced by Smack White & Eric Beasley & JB (URL).
URLtv released Kid Chaos vs. B. Dot on Sat Feb 05 2022.