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lirik lagu don't flop - quill vs. rum nitty

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[round 1: rum nitty]
shoutout okwerdz
cause he’s the first one who said it too
cause this gon’ be a one dimensional, gun line, punchline festival
let’s get to it
rum nitty from the block
blastin’ off shots
i’ll hit ya top
’bout to catch a bl~~dy body on don’t flop
and this is just a warm up too, but you’ll get your team stretched
meet death
his casket closed
so (sew) what? you seem (seam) stressed
if the chop’ low
cross, bow (crossbow) on his neck like he prep
he gonna need a vest (invest) in the ring like e. ness
i recorded ya b~tch suckin’ my d~ck
he knows nothin’ of it
he’s blind to the fact i tapеd his bird neck like dumb & dumber
i’vе batted on smack, grindtime, king of the dot
but after this i’m vlade divac, i’ma be the king of flop
i hop out the van lurkin’ wit’ it, soon as i see him he shot
this is marriage at first sight cause i’ma let it ring on the spot
evacuate the building, i’ll chase him out with the heat
me, myself & irene i catch [?] in the street
it’s a demonic board game when the pound is on me
meaning n~ggas know we g (ouija)
i move around with the piece
peep, the stretch stay gripped
i let the calico knock ya cap off on some pat stay sh~t
then you’ll go kick it with the stars, backstage slip
after i escort the ratchet to you on some backpage sh~t
if you battled clips or dna, you’d probably give them some trouble
not cause you dope but because they can barely understand you to spit a reb~ttal
why don’t you write it down and have one of your friends say it for you
better yet, after every four bars have o~red translate it for you
i’m in the spot with a pocket rocket
it sound little but it ain’t
remind you of shallow hal cause this b~tch is bigger than you think
real sh~t, i feel like bishop i’ve been flippin’ from the gate
a young thug will let it ring in the middle of ya face
i’ll lift it and let it bang
you’ll go out with a couple, like the third wheel
i’m squeezin’, i’m from phoenix
it’s only right that i burn quill
you know, rising from the ashes, i’ll urn quill
what started off wavy is now a box, that’s the verb perm feel
real sh~t
you can’t keep it real yourself
suicide or i’ll do the job, you decide
(k!ll yourself!)
[round 1: quill]
for me, freestylin’ ain’t an option
i’ma k!ll him without giving you suicide as an option
yo, i’m guessin’ most of you ain’t heard of me
i’m from england
soon i’ll go back and continue my murder spree
i’m quill
not the one with the mask like you know, nor do i drop sh~t on stage
i’ll spit my three rounds and i keep my clothes on
yo, i was meant to battle in detroit but now i’m back onboard (on board) like a b~boy
i’m going for his achilles heel like a scene from troy
ferris bueller, i ain’t seen him but i’m using the body as a decoy
he knows he’s going to get destroyed
i admit nitty’s colder right
so you gettin’ smoked first, that’s roller’s rights
i found your tunes when i typed you into youtube
now you’re playin’ colin farrell, well i’ma take shots at you for steppin’ into the booth
cause i think i’m nino brown
in a tune that’s what he say but i don’t see rum mixed with coke unless it’s a cuba libre
we pass the weed in monte cristo, that’s a cuban we made
even if you did have wack you ain’t flippin’ it, gettin’ rid of it quick
you look old boy (oldboy) but you ain’t hittin’ those bricks
c’mon
it’s cool not do do what you say in your rhymes, but don’t act like you actually do this nitty
stay true to this
you ain’t livin’ role you’re portraying; daniel day lewis
but if you do pull tre’s and aim shooters for the sake of firing arms, [?]
hide the fact you a b~tch and sign up for the army
we can rumble
to see if rum pull like a soldier
it’s mario winans, i give him one big hit then it’s over
so be careful with the role you like to portray
cause you can get rolled up on like [?]
and i don’t condone this
violence, but i got the cahones
you can get a slice in your neck like coronas
face paint, i put on tribal lines
i f~ckin’ sneak up on a rival guys and beat them to death with a survival guide
end of round one and i’m feelin’ h~lla strong, i ain’t goin’ anywhere
(eurgh put the kettle on)
[round 2: rum nitty]
i’ll wake you up out ya sleep, then put one in ya mug
think of dmx flesh of my flesh cause you’ll be on the cover, covered in blood
but they don’t need to know how i fire steel
you can get a cap full and doze off between you and i quill (nyquil)
or i’ll night night quill
finish this corona off and then strike you with it
this bottle will swell ya lips up
you’ll get kylie jenner’ed
you wildin’ [?]?
well you’ll get clapped for that
i’m flashin’ back
this time (tom) machine comin’ out the backpack ain’t project almanac
not havin’ that
i’m mid~battle strapped
if i’m in the ring reachin’ for the belt it’s not a ladder match
i said i’ll turn your set gothika
you’ll take 16 and disappear, that’s prez mafia
speakin’ of mafia, he took a shot
was a wild try
but you already buried yourself
i’ll f~ck around and dig prez up just to smoke him, that’s how high
this match up, do not make sense
this sh~t just corney
he gonna come up here soundin’ so england
using old(e) english and get this .40
real rap, i just wrote this sh~t last week
your sh~t past weak
f~ck the riff raff, you’ll get that piece
mid~round though
steel rounds go
mil~town blowe
i grab you up by your collar and spit dat heat
glah! glah! glah! time to die
soon as you think the clip’s done, i keep spittin’, sike i lied!
n~ggas do way too much wolfin’ for me
this wolf can’t compete
you’ll get light bars
you’re not [?]
you knew i wouldn’t take you serious, i mean who would, a geek?
but sayin’ you gonna run through me like a train?
quill lies~ eurgh (tranquilizer) i’ma still put him to sleep
i’ll let that k light, then reload
dook! dook! dook!
then skirt on quill with the chopper, that’s a daylyt video
you can’t keep it real yourself
(suicide or i’ll do the job
you decide
k!ll yourself!)
[round 2: quill]
this guy is fully a tw~t
he’s got a towel to wipe his sweat and he’s still not taking off his wooly hat
yo, i found your name online
cornell powell~ that name is whiter than mine
but you wanna stretch wordplay, i can write that yeah
who’s corn’ rollin’ i’m the one who’s tight in here (hair)
here/hair~ in my book you can’t get away with that
it ain’t rap, the devil’s in the detail
and every rhyme you morphing words; greed, gluttony, envy, pride, you forcing (four sin) words
so forcing words is why i hear your rappin’
you said, “if i punch a man chin (mansion) it ain’t where hugh hef’ stay”
i’m aware he doesn’t live at the playboy f~ckin’ mansion
i’m too fire, you’re just burnin’ the candle at both ends
gettin’ gas with the guns; no country for old men
but you wanna drop syllables and force them to reinforce you burst guns
okay, you’re gettin’ capped and more then (captain morgan) if you wanna get dark rum
yeah you know your weapons, but you’re in need of a flowin’ lesson
you rusty like brad pitt in ocean’s 11
your flow sh~t, stop denyin’
scar; drop the lyin’ (lion)
let me get on my k!llin’ st~~z
skin of an iller gorilla rip his figure to smithereens
emphasize on the figure
i figured you might get that twisted around
i said “gorilla” cause i’m knuckled down
i’m goin’ ape for you
you get zipped up over the head like a bape hoodie
your bars ain’t enough, yo
call 9~1~1, cars come with extra cargo [?]
bars, this is all, i’ve got a [?], my movement floor this
i made rap my hovercraft
i had minimal time to be writin’ some great sh~t
i’ve been working the graveshift
i hit you with the same shovel i used to dig your grave with
the body i bag it up; ‘no diggity’
i’ll have the corpse riding shotgun like i’ve got no dignity
to the six feet hole, i dig the e
see how i murdered and escorted the corpse?
i murder and escort i’m k!llin’ you abroad (a broad)
on second thought you can dig your own grave, i’m just takin’ your soul
you rep fourth quarter, it’s only right you makin’ a (w)hole
end of round two and i’m feelin’ h~lla strong
i ain’t goin’ anywhere, eurgh put the kettle on

[round 3: rum nitty]
keep the death toll, i stretch hoes
you gon’ need a vest on partna
and get your facial features remixed
cause this tec don’t holla and hop on stage and rage wit’ it
let that go bloka!
anyone pass her (pastor) gotta jet; that’s creflo dollar
they say all i talk about is my gun and bars
well b~tch we dumpin’ ours
big caps, i keep steel (still) like a london guard
get the facts straight
this should be nothing new to (neuter) you i’ll cut an actor
that’ll set ya whole cast straight (castrate)
you’ll lose the first two rounds, then be in bad shape
mags raise, a pair’ll shoot out the whip like a drag race
f~ck nwx!
i’ll give big t the .9
and k? you a hater, cause you don’t wanna see me shine
dna? he gets a greasy rhyme
you’ll have to engage with this moss, i had to give eric a meaner (erica mena) line
that light skinned bald n~gga, we know the f~ggot name
tell him to shoot first and if he miss he (missy) get a black bag, ‘i can’t stand the rain’
your whole fam’ can get it
i’ll be dippin’ in ya spot
pistol whip ya mum
like, “where the money or do i gotta get it from ya pops?”
i got the juice cause b~tch i’m thrillin’ like i’m ‘pac
cause after i rob his old man, quill is gettin’ shot
when i found out i had quill i immediately got~ unfocused
h~lla mad, pacin’ back and forth, blunt smokin’
like, “why the f~ck was this chump chosen?”
sh~t i was p~ssed longer than austin powers when they unfroze him
i said i’m gun tottin’
b~tch i’ll keep hecklers
i don’t leave it in the car cause these type of situations i read (reed) better
yeah you nice but i’ve seen better
in order for quill to hang with these rounds he’ll need a dream catcher
real sh~t
you can’t keep it real yourself
n~gga (suicide or i’ll do the job
you decide
k!ll yoself!)

[round 3: quill]
this my first time here
for me this a whole new city
i like this unity state but i hate you nitty (unity)
i didn’t know my bars as soon as i travelled the atlantic
as soon as i landed, girls tellin’ me they love my accent
i figure it’s good practice for when i spray at this event cause they tellin’ me to “slow it down” and “say it again”
then i realized they just don’t understand what i meant
i mean, do you know what it’s like to be looked down on?
oh of course you do, look who i’m talkin’ to
i mean, you ain’t gettin’ girls with that beard
you need to shave
plus, you’re either 5’4″ or you’re already knee deep in your grave
unless that’s why this is something that he know
girls ain’t backin’ rum, not even a gold bacardi
where as i’ve been goin’ through punani like joey tribbiani
after your battle with danny myers, you made a name for yourself
that’s why i hope you train in chicago cause you’re about to be takin’ an l
your bars ain’t enough
i got bars up my sleeve i can spit off the cuff
you just got bars about guns
in the first round you openly said it
i just see guns comin’ out this b~tch’s mouth; goldeneye opening credits
that’s why i hope you get shanked quickly
[?] gangsta in this city
you ain’t al capone and you ain’t frank nitty
so let me get frank, nitty
don’t act like you’re burstin’ back and someone’s buckin’ the heater
as if a powell wouldn’t run 100 meters
laura croft’s butler, you’re another body in the freezer
c’mon
i’m wrapping circles around him, my art is spittin’, that’s the crown fountain
you need to make a man of yourself
i know rum he’s (rummy) tryin’ to change the hand he was dealt
so i’ma k!ll him like myers
this rhyme has been in a time machine, i pen them all in the future
and i can testify that i get colder
where as your art don’t stand the test of time like an ice sculpture
i’m vulture, praying you will raise to the surface
cause you’re prey and you’re the same as a worm is
what’s a gun rapper to a wordsmith?
end of round three, and i’m feelin’ h~lla strong
end of my round, bagnal get the edit on
let’s go


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