Tre Mission vs. Jendor

[Intro - Jammer]
Yeah, Lord of the Mics 3
Ya' get me?
Been waiting for this one a little while, international business
Tre Mission, Jendor
Ya' get me? OG'z
Big up everyone in the building
Littles in the back left corner
Big up Lay-Z in the building
Shorty, yeah mandem are here
It's popping off right now
Grime, ya' get me?
International at its best
Lord of the Mics 3 - Tre Mission, Jendor
Where's the beat at? Logan, let's get this popping

[Round 1]

[Verse 1 - Tre Mission]
Uh, okay, I'm going first, okay okay
Straight from Toronto, y'all already know
Look, look...
In too deep so I'm never gonna come back
And I'm in the lane where they never coulda' run track
When I'm on the track run up end up with a hunchback
You could get it any which way, Ong-Bak
Bully on the beat, nigga, come and get your lunch back
Now I'm in the game and I did it off of one track
Hold up, money get fold up
Now I'm getting heavy and I did it off of one back
One back, one back
Tell a nigga "don't think"
I don't really get sleep, don't blink
Never get rusty, tell em 'bout clothes off
I'ma have every bitch dripping like an old sink
Lemme just push through, smelling like kush too
Contact, tell a nigga don't think
Fuck what the hoe think
Niggas can't emulate Mission man
Came in the game and I won't blink

[Verse 2 - Jendor]
[?] worst nightmare, I bring the hype here
Not on my level, you're not near
I'm hot here and hot there
Leave everywhere screaming
Everybody knows
I will duppy any MC and anybody knows
Who's Tre Mission? Nobody knows
I murk him and leave him with nobody knows
I've got the iller content, I've got the iller flows
Line for line, Jen's flawless
I'll leave him jaw-less
When it rains, I pour this
I won't lose or draw this
Your best can't test my poorest
You should've ignored this
I will leave you with one chorus
Tre's a victim: he got set up in the clash, Jam tricked him
Nigga set a little trap and then he slipped in
Here we go again, yeah I'm gonna lift him

[Verse 3 - Tre Mission]
Okay, Look, yo..
You see it already
Jendor, I'm the winner let me be it already
You only got one girl and I beat it already
You know my niggas hold heat and they beat it already
Now I'm done with the bitch, you can eat it already
I'm at home with the blunt and I'm beating the henny
I know we coming with the same flow since '05
And Canadian jokes, I can see it already
So you can go ahead
When it comes to the bars, I'm so ahead
I give him one 16 and blow a head
And send him straight to his doctor, ask that nigga if he ever in his life had to sew a head
'Cause when it comes to the levels I'm overhead
And when it comes to your flow, it's over dead
I'll hold on to the mic like a brand new pumpy
Cock-back, aim and blow his head

[Verse 4 - Jendor]
Spin one, spin two more MCs
Soundboys get spin
For I assassinate MCs just like Ginsu
Three, four more get bun like big zoots
How many more?
Yo
I'm gonna spin you sitting on the riddim like a gargoyle
I spit fire and hot him up make his heart boil
He's not fire he's not live, I'm a livewire
He's got no vibe, Jen' get's the vibe higher
D-d-dickhead!
Listen up again, we're OG'z make everybody know again
I'm killing MC's I don't care were they're from again
I ain't on the long again
Running on the riddim like a goblin
You're just posing, this ain't modelling
I hit em' in the face make man start wobbling
Bare man jump outta' nowhere robbing him
Can't give em anything

[Verse 5 - Tre Mission]
You be like "ARGH, HELP!"
I'll be like "Park up, pussy"
You don't want beef
Don't start up pussy
Spray the whole whip
When you park up pussy
You be like "ARGH, HELP!"
I'll be like "Park up, pussy"
You don't want beef
Don't start up pussy
Spray the whole whip when I-
Look
Don't think, let's get it popping
Big gun next to the option, goon
Big one next to the exit, zoom
Okay, let's get it locked in
True say, I already know how you stay
You might know them but who's Tre?
I move too mucky, you-
I make you a duppy, it's too late

[Verse 6 - Jendor]
I don't see no shotty, tits and blow
It's more like hockey, crips and snow
Them youts' that you jamming with look broke
Tell em' come to my ends if you wanna roll cah'
I make one of them "Park up pussy"
Put em' in the corner "Park up pussy"
So pussy tell me what you feel like
I make your headtop lean don't push me
Cah' I done an MC, that's a tight trick Tre
Everybody knows that I smacked it Tre
Three straights in a row that's a hat-trick Tre
And you already know that I smacked it Tre
And nah nigga, you're not Trilla
Against me, you're not iller
And my whole team got my back
Like a motherfuckin' chinchilla
And your bitch is on my dick like a c-condom

[Round 2]

[Verse 7 - Jendor]
Shotter over there it ain't you
Who's the illest in the room right here, it ain't you
You're a paper soldier, I'm gonna tear you
Nobody fears you
Nobody cares too
And, shot and blow over here, yeah that's me
Who's the illest in the room right here, yeah that's me
I'm not a paper soldier, you can't tear me
Everybody fears me
I'm a rare OG
When I'm ready and rocksteady
I'm hot-headed and cold-blooded
And I'm more raw and I'm more rugged
I won't have it I have him up in here and he can't hack it
He can't match it
He's got tools but he can't back it
He can't manage
I inflict damage, like a sick savage
And I eat Tre Mission like a quick salad
I'm a bit madded, why?
I write my bars in a room, that's a [?]

[Verse 8 - Tre Mission]
I wanna talk about the brand new song I did
Yup, it's sicker than most of the shit on the TV
So I put that on a brand new CD I did
Ten joints from the same time
When I came home from the tour with Will that I did
Shut it down, I did
Open up eyelids
No one expected the flows that I did
Young black nigga
Too much goons in the back, nigga
When I'm on point I'm a hybrid
Rolling up hybrids
Tweet for the kush link
Lower my eyelids
Blood in my head
Over my iris
Green where I live
No, I'm not Irish
Blow em' up, I did
Everything I spit came from the heart
Even though I was showing off saying what I did

[Verse 9 - Jendor]
I heard you like drinking loads
Girl punani you're drinking
I don't really care what you're saying inna Canada
But I know you ain't heavy in the England, though
I'm a general you ain't even militant, though
I come to the dungeon I straight kill a man, go, yo
I got the killer man flow
Can't kill Jen' with the cinnamon flow, it's too sweet!
And I'm ahead of him, though
Hope that he enjoys when I dead him and go warlord
Any war, I'm already involved
And I've got my enemy already engulfed
Man is coming out swinging like I'm gonna play golf
And I rep UK, don't rep Canada
This is the sound of a wack Canadian MC getting murked on Murkleman's camera

[Verse 10 - Tre Mission]
What kind of a bark--
Jheeze, look, look...
What kind of a bark
Jendor couldn't get on the rides at the park
Cos' his grass ran him out [?]
Tick-tock had a time on his heart and it's running out
He had a one-two flow but it's running out
And all of them are way too rinse
Can't look me in the eye 'cause you're way too pinch
When I say Jendor, people say who's this? That's true
R.I.P, you should get it tattooed
I don't really look at other niggas, that's you
You could be in front of me and I'd be looking past you
Blame God, that's the hand that he dealt you
Tell 'em bout the time with the man when he felt you
When you took that bible school
You could go in his crib, you'll find no tools
Name any MC that I won't school
You already know

[Verse 11 - Jendor]
Okay, yo, yeah...
He done a show with Eski, Eski never paid you
How you gonna go home with no P on you?
Went to the airport with no P on you
I'm disrespectful, let the youngers pee on you
You ain't on my level, should have came with three of you
Bring all your team, leng all three of you
Forever outlasting your talent
I surpass the inner-distant past
You're here to kiss arse but I kick them fast
Put 'em in a ring and how's their figure gonna last?
The donkey from Shrek can't spit no bars
Tryna spit bars but it sounds so weird
Tryna talk tough but nobody's scared
Still sounds shit and he over-prepared
Never heard bars like this in his years
He could never spit bars like this in his life

[Verse 12 - Tre Mission]
'Cause I come from T-O
You wanna do Grime but you come like Ne-Yo
I just turned 20, you approaching 3-0
Took two W's, here goes 3-0
I know Jenny, do you know Jenny?
Nah you're busy with Hugo, Lenny
Kill him, you know, Kenny
The OG'z pouring out [?] Henny
It's over
You're smaller than me, and older
And I'll come to the wake like it wasn't me who killed him, sit with his wife and hold her
That's how I get down
He did hype session with his girlfriend's shades
I'll bust in his girlfriend's face
Came home, sink full of dishes
Me in the crib with a blunt in his girlfriend's face
What'd you think this is?

[Verse 13 - Jendor]
Lucky that he don't get jacked in the manor
I'm the man of the hour
Every minute, I'm getting power
You are not on my level, your career will go sour
You put your tail between your legs and cower
When you hear *WOOF*, you hear the power
Them man there remind me of cheap headphones
When I hear him, he ain't got no power
I got the leng, you ain't started to flower
You will get devoured, I'm a heavyweight, still
I can see through you and you're very fake, still
I go to my bed sick, wake up very ill
I'm cold
Flow with a heavy chill
I'm going in for the kill
And you will never be as ill
And everybody knows who's the best still
Everybody knows you're not the deal
You don't fit the bill

[Verse 14 - Tre Mission]
Look
Don Mills strip, southside resident
Outside getting it
Inside going in
Ziplock, double cup
Zig-zag, double up
Studio booth, inside going in
Niggas never seen the white flag I was throwing in
I don't back down, nigga, better back up
If I get set up, it will get wet up
And you won't get up, if I come back down
You're on a high horse, better come back down
I don't pet, pamper, and play, though
You can get twist into shape like Play-Doh
I'm from where the niggas at like Lagos
[?]
This one, I've been on flows since Jimmy had his one
Now you're on a track with the Misson man flow when the engineer is like "Really? That's his one"

[Verse 15 - Jendor]
Ring ring ring, hold up
What kind of bars is that? Are you a doughnut?
Yeah, you're a doughnut, my nigga
How'd you think you know about flows, my nigga?
Apart from that, you've got one little dibby-dibby flow but you've already rinsed that, my nigga
I'm on a degree that you can't be, my nigga
On the next level, what, can't see, my nigga?
What, can't you hear my yout'?
Over there, I smell pussy and fear my yout'
I will tear anybody anywhere my yout'
I won't have a bar, no I won't care my yout'
I know youts' better than you and they're sixteen
Can't come against none of my sixteen
My thirty-two bars and sixty-four bars of rage
I will tear your whole career clean
Man are sleeping halfway through your sixteen
Don't wanna hear if you've got a next eight
I don't really care what you're gonna say next, I know youts' who better than you, they're eight
I know youts' better than you and they ain't got sense
Wouldn't buy your album for twenty-eight pence
Hence the bar, my bars will kill your bars
My bars will leave you scarred, it don't make sense

[Verse 16 - Tre Mission]
Come, let's jump on the wave
No, I don't surf, let's jump on the stage
Most of them wouldn't even give you a tweet back
That's not real, don't front on the page
You're an old-ass nigga, I'm young by the age
Bottom of the mills, I'm front of the page
You ain't been shit but the OG'z model
I'm with the goons that's thumping the gauge
No, my niggas don't rap, get slumped in the face
Everything else gets left in the hood
Niggas wanna copy the 2010 me, you can hold that fam, get left in the woods
But I hear you though, my direction is good
If I could give you direction, I would
But the direction I'm in don't fit with the flock
If you've never been here, don't rep for the hood

[Verse 17 - Jendor]
If you listen I'm iller than Tre Mission
If you don't think I'm iller than Mission, then you're a piffing hater
They wanna see me slipping
They will never see me slipping, that's a given 'cause I bring jihad to the riddim
Here I go again, I lyrically kill 'em with the darkside flow again
Who's the other guy? Sounding shit again
I don't never wanna hear some Jen' again who's got bare bars, much more than ten of them
I think Tre pissed himself again
He's in too deep, yo, he needs some oxygen
He can't breathe around Jen', no, not with Jen'
Lyrically passed him, who's asking
Put the level up a margain
I'm a martian marching on his face
He's a lyrical waste
I will put him in his place at a quick pace
Before he eats his girl he says grace

[Verse 18 - Tre Mission]
Who's going first?
Okay...
Tre Mission, Lord of the Mics 3, look
Look...
Don't run me down, I will tell you run up
You don't know Tre, nigga, up with the story
Niggas wanna beef, let's go see what up
Come to your ends me, Flex and Cory
You can ask H, she'll tell you for me
Take one trip, come home to the block
When I come home, my niggas is proud, never let them down, do you think I'm Sox?
Hey listen, I don't think we share the same vision
Come where you-, clear the same kitchen
Fall back, nobody cares, it ain't mission
I'm alright though, on the mills all black in the night, though
What I call family, he will call psycho
Nigga tried say my name on the net, when I said "What's good?" he was like "It's a typo!"

[Verse 19 - Jendor]
Go home
That's what I tell a boy straight, go home
After I drop twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc
Tre won't have no dome
No, no, that's right
That's what I tell a boy straight, that's right
After I drop twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc
Tre won't feel alright
'Cause he's gonna get murked
Twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc'
Twenty-eight shots in the car, twenty-eight shots in the front of the car
Back of the car, under the car
Twenty-eight shots from far, twenty-eight shots, it's a par
Cah' you won't get far
Put him in the boot of the car, duppy man like rah

[Verse 20 - Tre Mission]
I'm in the living room, comfy
His girl's cooking up breakfast, trust me
You seen the outgoing call and it was me
I just did it for the clash, she was ugly
I'm brand new but I'm bigger than you, though
You ain't an OG really, you're Brüno
And If I stand up straight I will probably trip out looking everywhere thinking where'd you go?
Look, start giving out freebies, nobody wanna cop that CD; the beats suck and the hooks are cheesy
You're never gonna get play on TV
You couldn't even get plays on Myspace
I'm up here, don't you wish you were 5'8?
Do you see how I came up quick in this bitch, do you know the last MC I ate?

[Verse 21 - Jendor]
You're a wannabe American, a wannabe English
Somewhere in-between, can't distinguish
Whole world's gonna go nuts when I win this
Three, two, one them, [?]
Hold some of this, this, when I aim for your face I will never miss
The diss, the diss, lift you up like a bench press
You ain't half of my level, no, you're much less
That's what I tell a boy straight
After I drop twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc'
Tre won't have no-
Go home
That's what I tell a boy straight
After I drop twenty-eight shots in the side of the Merc'
Tre won't have no dome

[Verse 22 - Tre Mission]
I got a case for the judge, don't come with it
I fill it up with bars and clothes 'cause he wanna take my flow and run with it
So I'ma take his dope and run wit' it
Big glass full of Coke and Rum wit' it
Rizla and blem, I bun wit' it
Gotta get to the show in central, black cab, front of the crib, I jump in it
Just THC, no oxygen
Clothes off, his girl is bumping it
She wanna holla at me, I'm punking it
I know a nigga in the east that's pumping it
And I'm talking your wife, but if talking the White, know a nigga at least that's pumping it
And I don't know what the nigga that was with me did in the club but he was drunk in it

[Verse 22 - Jendor]
Yo I got another target for you, are you ready then?
I said I'm ready whenever you say when
Here we go again, soundboy get kill again
On the real again, I lyrically get rid of them
Defeat them, I heat them
Which Tre? That Tre, burn any Tre, flick my ash in your face anyday
You're a featherweight, no, we're not chopping up logs over here, mate
When I bury man, I'm gonna bury man bare-faced
Put 'em in a spiral with no staircase
Heading for the ground, showing his scared face
Got my war-face on, I'm a war-face don, and my war came strong
Fly home fam, eat some soup, you're a bum
'Cause you ain't got heart and your mind ain't strong

[Verse 23 - Tre Mission]
Never been a good apple, I can't be touched
You wanna compete but it can't be much
Even though I'm smooth to the opposite sex, when it comes to the street, I can be rough
Do it on Grime with the dancey stuff
My niggas got food like your auntie does
But it comes in a bag, no fork and the plate so it won't relate to your pancreas
Better mind that lip, I'll switch and rewind that shit
When the fifth lift up and they line that shit and the canine come where they find that kid
I'll find that quid, take those dollars
When the beep inclines, that's it
When they grind that clip and the shells dispense
They'll look all around and behind that bridge
Trust me

[Verse 24 - Jendor]
I got so many goons that all got my back
When it's war, it's war
I'm leading the war
Got love for the war
Got adrenaline rush for the war
I'm built for the war
I'm the lord of the war
Tre ain't ready for the war
Tre ain't ready for the cold-blood war
He didn't know about big man, hitman war
I make my own law

[Outro - Jammer]
Yeah!
Woah... what are you saying? Stop there?
Woah, mandem
Round of applause, man
Super sick