T-Top vs. Jakkboy Maine

[Round 1: Jakkboy Maine]
You know what I don't understand?
...Is the nerve of a nigga
Like, even though I keep the- and he ain’t heard of a nigga
I'ma murderer nigga
I'll put a bomb in ya bitch pussy and don’t look like ooh what, for surely
You remember Kirby?
Yeah, the pink blew up
Nigga you nuts if you thinkin' I ain't gon' clutch it and then gon' pull it
You'll need Care, Bear
If Bear flare he'll bear hug a bullet
Put my foot up on his neck, and I keep pullin' tryin’ to pop it off
My mans like, "Jakk he dead."
And I’m like, "Yeah. This is just to Top it off."
Nigga knock it off
Talk about John, ya mom's dog, I’ma cane that bitch
Off a clip, I'ma stay on that bitch
He like, "I just want peace. You understand that shit?"
My nigga please, she gettin' buried at the beach and I demand that shit
He like, "This is cool. How can we make it smooth?"
I'ma sand that bitch
59 hours, you gon’ spam that shit
So TT die, you know me aye
And death's (deaf's) how I communicate, so TT why (TTY)
You gon' see me slide, with a rifle too, extra rounds, hikin' boots
He yelled out, "Jakk can you spare me?"
I said, "I can't Bear (bare) the sight of you."
Alright my dude, I'll dust y'all
He like, "I rap better"
Man, I clap better
He like, "We trap better."
That sound like map treasure
And the tracker got the App set up
So first it's shoot, then a suit, then Death At A Funeral cause that's pressure
So it's bucket (buck it), fitted, then snap back, that's how my hats set up
I am that better
Putting 30 in ya moms, ya wifey and won't stop for shit
One in the head, I Top the clip
Newspaper; they on the top of this
Extension, after extension after extension, I was poppin' clips
And then my bitch left me
Cause she asked me where I had been, I told her, "Droppin' dick."
I am not for shit
Go ahead and hate and tell 'em Flamez my big homie, phony, let's go wit' that
Cause the truth? Shit, I'd prolly get indicted if I had told you that
You gossipin' bitch: KeKe
Then I rub it in: T Tree
And when I blam the can', blame Coca Cola man
For this flame on Top: hehe
Nigga meet me, we can take it there
For the lies you tell, I'll break a Bear
You listenin', play it back, hidden nanny cam' replace a Bear
Repeatin' what you heard 'bout
But before he heard baow, he scat and sprout from there
Like, "Peace y'all, I'm outta there."
Then the piece BLAOW his outer ear
Is y'all sittin' there?
He gon' tell y'all 'bout Twork, Drugz, The Goonies, Flame-, it's all lies
It's Cheryl Underwood, Star Jones and Wendy Williams are our side
Wanna be Mona Scott Young and Shaunie O'Neal with all pride
Take real players, add lies, then sell it to be televised
Rap

[Round 1: T-Top]
I said dawg, when we first heard you rap we said, "Damn it he nice."
Then you got famous too fast and couldn't handle it right
$100,000?
We just made that off of a cannabis strike
Now they got the Bear in a tourney (an attorney) like we fightin' for animal rights
Well welcome back J
I see you ain't been home in awhile
Last time you was here your chain was gettin' thrown in the crowd
Well it's a scope on you now, and if you don't go to the ground I'ma spin back on Jakk (jack) like a rotary dial
I'm talkin' red dots
He tryin' to get up outta this coma and get a headshot
There'll be no more comin' out for J, these are dead stocks
He in a coma, they tryin' to pick up Jakk (jack) but can't get a reception
He been tryin' to talk to 'em, but can't get a connection
If you listenin' God, his family really needs your attention
They're tryin' to get Jakk (jack) for 30 more days, they just need an extension
Stop bitchin'
Cause you left battle rap because of a necklace, you could've showed no fear wit' it
A nigga could've thrown your shit in the crowd and you just disappeared with it
How you quit then get back in rotation?
I'm just sayin' Jakk, you dropped the ball just to pick up the pieces, see now you playin' Jakk (jack)
Cause ever since that happened, they seen yo' status fallin' off
We thought you was rockin' snow, man (snowman), but when shit got hot we saw the karats (carrots) fallin' off
And that's why I know we ain't alike
Cause you was still wearin' that chain while you was bangin', right?
And then niggas knew Jakk frost (Jack Frost) wasn't real
And they still put the hats on him and he came to life
You know what? Rain is right
I don't think none of them battle Bloods is sanctioned right
If yo' first time on the motherland is when Caffeine booked your plane to flight
Why wouldn't you wanna link up with the gang that you reppin'?
Cause to come here you know they gonna want some change for protection
You supposed to be united Blood, well use that thang as a lesson
Cause I done flew South/West and I ain't never had to pay for a check in
So carry on, before I clap the arm
They'll make a movie out of a battle rapper like Jackie Long
Bitch I had crack and all, everything down to the E pills
I really went from dealing weed and smack to givin' Smack his own weed deal
It's Haymaker, I really got that THC servin'
You got Lupus, right? Well I can get you the CBD version
We workin'
I ain't have time for that ficky ficky
Busy, busy, buyin' bricky, brickys
Me and my plug went 50/50 sellin' zippy zippies
Everything down to the sniffy sniffy
Even had a hot line (Hotline) down for Jakk (jack) like Pretty Ricky
John put this bitch in a bag; Missy Missy
Then Smack gave you 'One More Chance'; Biggie Biggie
Do you niggas dig me, dig me?
I ain't come here to rap, I came to creep with a stainless
Beasley told me, "We can arrange it."
All you'll see is Jakk and these (Jakkanese), now you speakin' my language
And I'm smooth wit' it too, cruise wit' a tool

{Smack calls time}

[Round 2: Jakkboy Maine]
Nigga say somethin' so I can break somethin'!
They'll be amused
Killer for hire? Yeah
Earth, Wind & Fire, I'm in the groove
And Brizz ya bestie?
How zesty
Got punched and he didn't put in work
So is it, Matthew, John? Isiah, Psalms?
Top, choose ya closin' verse
Pussy ask Twork
I'd rather fight my brother so he'd know I'd care and that he fuckin' up
Instead of standin' there as they fuck him up
And then buckle up and don't chuck a punch
They was throwin' what?
But y'all seen Bear fish gently down the stream
{gun cocks}
Now life is but a dream
James Brown; Sex Machine
Mary J; you're 'All I Need'
.38; fair baby
George Clinton; the dog in me
JB: YG
The Jakkanese I'll [?] and shoot cause the sticks wit' me
I'll fick ficky and I'll get busy on the ones and twos
Ooh fucka move, and I'll empty the mop straight
And jimmy the lock safe
I enter with force of course and take the Bear porridge and hot plates
Ask Quando, Timmy not safe
Neck shot; drop face
They'll fix his brain
Haymaker chain, he in tippity Top shape
You are not safe cause I'm also stupid, dumb, retarded and a lot more
I mean it usually don't so I'm shootin' bro, soon as my elevator get to Top floor
Boots on, knock door
His bitch scream, I'll pop that
Brizz jumped in like, "I'm the better choice", but I can't, Top that
You in Hell scrap
Top terrain, hot ground
I'll put his face to curb
And the Bear did exactly what it's supposed to do, and bite down
Smack and Beas' dyin' right now
They said, "You sure?"
I'm like, "I'm certain."
Now Blac reportin', "I think we got a huntin' accident."
Nah I did that shit on purpose
Bitch I'm lurkin'
Cause you lied about Coffee not havin' custody of her son, what's up wit' that?
Uppercut, he stumbled back
Then the booty call; bubble wrap
He like, "C'mon king."
I don't like kings cause I'm god and I'll explain nigga
Y'all see T-Top
Baow! Now he T top and they the same nigga
How this demon speak undercover
With lies you'll speak to whoever
Say, "Go get it!" He gon' speak it forever
Then Jakk (jack) popped up out of the box; speak of the devil
Pistol to the temple, it'll pop
I'll shoot an angel and won't stop
All cause they lied tellin' Jakk "the skies the limit"
Well it ain't the Top
You old bitch made, bitch ways, gossip queen sell out
And that inner bitch up in you seep in, tryin' to get the hell out
Pussy I should pull a shell out
You know a murder you can't tell 'bout
Self check?
Ha
Here nigga, check yaself out
Rap

[Round 2: T-Top]
I said, first The Goonies break up, now everyday I wake up
Man, when it come to battle rap groups y'all could've had y'all names in the books
We seen you and Lu Castro both came in as rooks
Now he big dog, talk to Smack every week so they gave him the looks
And that's why you should black Jakk, (blackjack), 'cause y'all got the same number but they gave him the push
Oh you don't gamble?
Well let me lay some spades out for Jakk (jack)
We just did Kings & Queens and really wasn't no place there for Jakk (jack)
How about poker?
Cause out of all these cards, we never see your face on 'em Jakk
Or maybe Tonk, cause everybody Ace over Jakk (jack)
What's the deal?
How you start a battle squad but ring last in it too?
We said, "Twork was the superstar", you got mad at the group
I understand it, cause you was like the dad of the group
Well, Don't Be A Menace cause your son grew up faster than you
Y'all like family, everybody was rockin' with that
We was just hopin' Maine would put 'em on top of the map
But you didn't, so stop with the act
You was really out here shaving white
You jumped into the crowd at N.O.M.E. 9 and Smack damn near had to save ya life
You was wrong all the way around
That's why you had to sit out and pay the price
It's like QP and Yoshi
We know you staged the fight and still don't think you right (write)
They got me back in a tournament setting?
Oh this is extra scary
I'm just the first one to pick up Jakk (jack) like a secretary
Ask about my U.F.F. run; legendary
I done made my point through Sno(w) like Adam Vinatieri
It's Park Lyfe, but I'll still have that X on ya back like off white
Loading 50 in the can' like fresh at the dog fight
To do a number on ya windshield 'til it look like a car price
And I ain't flashy with the gun my nigga, I'm a Sig' tucker
But raise weapons like Faith Evans, oh it's a BIG fucka
You only made it to this first round cause you'se a dick sucka
Well he won't be back Next Friday he Chris Tucker
I asked myself, "Why are you battling Jakk? Man you shouldn't have never took that shit."
Cause Main(e) turn the fans off like 'Whoop That Trick'
And I was tryin' to think of name flips for "boy", but they was all corny G
I mean, I had Boy Meets World, Earl Boykins, but they was off to me
I even had a Waterboy line where I was gonna toss yo' ass across the sea
But I said, "He can't even float Top."
Well we still gon' test boy and see (buoyance)
I load the rounds up, that's the only reason we connect for (Connect 4)
Slug clappin', plug Jakk (jack) like an ethernet cord
I get all ya niggas slippin', rush 'em on purpose
They have a funeral for five with the nun's in the churches
Red carpets, digital obituaries, even got his name up in the curtain
Man, if I pressed the .9 on Main(e) men you (menu) gon' have to cost him a (customer) service
Bitch!
And I grab him by his arm and his leg, I mean limb to limb
They say he a New Era cat, I came to bend a Brim
Concrete

[Round 3: Jakkboy Maine]
I said, Jakk finna get this shit movin', wait
I'm more than fire, the fo' beside ya
I test test then stretch stretch the Bear's neck I'll Poltergeist
Ya
Then they check check, the label set set
With a bomb on teddy I'll overnight ya
Then it's over, right?
Cause y'all lookin' at a Bear in a hat, so what's next is the forest fire
Nigga no survivors
The steel'll air, third eye, I'm still aware
I was out in Memphis, gettin' arms with legs and muzzles so I could Build-A-Bear
Hole in him, he gon' feel the air
And that Heavenly Top view is followin' that
All from 7-6-2's the size of Coca Cola bottles
But the Bear used to swallowing that
I'm bothered in fact
So I'ma find ya safe
They said ya house out by the lake
And my nigga, good, cause we both used to havin' Bears in our fireplace
Nigga try to escape and I'ma pop ya
Now Melvin Bryant needs a doctor
Fuck the Bear and ya binoculars
Cause Brian's don't do well with choppers
Pussy I'm a monster and I'm hot now
You get the Jakkanese or not now?
And well Mr. North Carolina, if you spin it like a helicopter you get shot down
Diamond in the back; Top down
Ruin Your Day; top rounds, not Top round
Knockin', hollerin' out, "It's Bizzy (busy)"
Not now
Nigga hot rounds
Dawg, are you wit' me?
Stomp/convertible
Dunk/Top
Trunk/lake
Chuck/bodies
Clumped, and the Jakkanese is the synonym to bein' Bizzy (busy) is gettin' Swamp
Fuck is you want
You've been fiendin' to me
Bitch, we keepin' it beef
I'm really a freak
They told me the Bear tryin' to hang
Well, by the skin or ya teeth?
T, the worst part 'bout bein' shot and not dead is seein' the first clip pop out
I swear, ask Kanye West bear, he can tell you 'bout the Dropout
And since you talk 'bout, the irrelevant, baritone
Level it, the devil home
It's extra lit, so it's horns on the bitch; Maleficent
I'm catchin' it, etching it, sketching it, stretching it
I'll pull a lil' gas up on the Bear and then I'm revving it (Revenant)
This is excellent, I'm sendin' foes
All you bear's caskets is gettin' closed
Ya mom? I lake her (Laker), then continue with The Heat to Grizzly like I'm Eddie Jones
Herring bones, there it goes
I sense the Bear; pheromones'
I'm like a kid again, with my grip on the Bear and this happy world of hair and bows
Ahh, aw there you go
What's up witchu?
Kim, Khloe, Kourtney, which one are you?
How us real niggas get stuck witchu?
I mean, I bet that get it out the mud grind

{Smack calls time}

[Round 3: T-Top]
I've been waiting on a Sprint phone all my life
I've been a loaner Jakk (jack)
Shit, I was holdin' crack while literally on the phone with Smack
It sounded like, {T-Top mimics a bad phone connection}
"Yo, I'ma call you back."
Yeah that's how it sounded cause the phone was tapped
I lined him up for a cut like he needed a barber
I only like extendos, you can keep your revolver
My new toy? I love her as if she was my daughter
Cause the Glock 17, lickin' on a 30, she just needed a father
And you a fraud bruh
I mean, when it come to actin' on stage, man Jakk is great
If we cool why you got this over aggressive approach that you don't have to take
Gettin' so hype in my damn ear
When after this we givin' daps and shakes
Like you was so hyped about that damn chain, and even that was fake
I ain't take shit
They just start givin' me my respect
You went and got a Tech-9 tattoo not thinkin' 'bout the kids it might affect
And you Blood?
Man, they just let anything on the set
A fake chain, a pedophile name, man you just put anything on ya neck
And to Tech-9 victim, baby girl, I know battle rap is no longer fun for you
Especially after what that cock sucker done to you
And that made all ashamed of the game
So every time we see Jakkboy tattoo we feel a rage of yo' pain
But he was really on yo' side when he got that fake chain that he made
Cause he knew the green would eventually leave a stain on his name
What's up witchu Maine?
I mean, we all seen Wal-Mart tweet out laughing emojis makin' fun of you Maine
And that's what fucked up ya fame
You know it's crazy when the whole company chain don't even they own company chain
Man that's fuckin' insane
And you thought you was fly with that Wal-Mart piece
Man, you need to kill whoever told you that bullshit
You had me wildin' on Rum Nitty cause he sold you that bullshit
And that's how I know ya whole squad is lame as a group
Them even lettin' you bang is the proof
Then nig-
Hold up, they got Fiirst Ladii Flamez in there too?
Man, how you rep the same gang as ya boo and she got a higher rankin' than you?
You got some explaining to do
Cause you be doin' different shit to support her
Tryin' to be her man but she ain't have no sympathy for ya
You got her icy before you even bought shit for ya daughter
Well fuck the chain, she want the gang, you know Blood thicker than water
Nigga!
Aye, and when I heard that yo' bitch brought you home bro
I said, "Jakk is a dub."
Shit, the only way a bitch bring me home is after the club
Yo' bitch will let me fuck all night
She a fan-fan, get it bro
I could've had her last event on a handstand gettin' low
She had me comin' (cumming) off the buckle like a Van Damme video
I told her, "I just want the head Flamez" I'm Bam Bam Bigelo
You get it bro?
How you tell the world you robbed a whole clique of niggas
When you a jack boy (Jakkboy) with a fake chain, you should've robbed some different niggas