lirik lagu takeova battle league - rum nitty vs. elijah strait
[round 1: rum nitty]
oh it’s time to rumble
we got rum m~th~f~ckin’ nitty vs….
rum “no cussin'” nitty
aka kyle russell
i mean the city create witty
sound like me in almost everything he say really
the fake nitty
you can’t sit up there and say that you don’t think that you ain’t nitty
keep it real
you don’t gotta lie, just be straight (strait) wit’ me
i stay trippin’
i give a f~ck about rent
they said i should just leave the strap and just run kyle fade
cuz sound lame
soon as he try boxin’, shotgun, you get one round straight (strait)
n~gga street, i’ma violate cuz
i been had my weight up
how you gon’ battle me with a style that i made up?
wake up!
cause i’m where he get his lil’ sk!lls from
if i show ’em how they really do it, i bet that he’ll feel dumb
there’s no question, you’re good with impressions, you’re not the real deal son
you’se a bum
a wannabe
the f~ck is he?
they said i should switch up any of my dread bars cause he might’ve cut ’em clean
i ain’t switchin’ nothin’
i don’t care how you got your hair strait (straight), you adjust (just) for me
f~ckin’ dweeb
this man fake
said i was gonna get 30’d by daylyt, that’s past hate
y’all heard the bars, i had sp~wn (spine) in bad shape, like shamar
that’s why i can’t stand strait (straight)
can’ raise
you gon’ make me use the beam
cause you walk around this b~tch like you just the new nitty or somethin’
’til this ruger raise
one of us gotta go, it’s gonna be a gruesome scene
and since you think you’re the updated version, better you than me
use the heat
ruger blastin’ off
dude is actually soft
caught him at the crib on call of duty matches, y’all
i came in the door and became the first person shooter, like a human cannonball
you actually soft
it’s a million view n~gga that you tryin’ to imitate
but you just bein’ you, will never see an m, you late (emulate)
won’t get a break
here’s your shot to bounce back like a brick
i’ll line you up like a leveler if you push me to the edge
you get the picture strait (straight)
you be rappin’ the nitty way in plenty ways
heard my style and took parts from it, like an organ donor and it’s a dead giveaway
but here’s the thang
my n~gga you can rap
i get it, i influence how you write and i’m cool wit’ that
go ahead, boost ya stats
i sat out while you ran wit’ my style, the truest facts
but here’s where i draw the line strait (straight)…the ruler’s back
my student passed, but against me he gon’ die though
cause i taught you everything that you know
but not everything that i know
you tried though, and it don’t sound bad
you even called yourself “the alien” and i was like, “how’s that?”
the culture’s won’t allow that
i should k!ll you and put you on a tee alien (atliens), you’re an outcast (outkast)
now rap
[round 1: elijah strait]
ayo, it’s ’bout time
but the fans sayin’ battlin’ n~ggas like me is the seed of where all they doubts lie
you beat daylyt (daylight)
like curfew, why you even outside?
if it’s about lines? he gonna get embarrassed
“don’t punch wit’ nitty you’ll get clipped and perish
take a different approach with rum.” liquid courage
we gon’ try ya limits
play tonight and you gon’ end up in a diamond pendant
llama stiffen, i am trippin’
’til i see (icy) dead people; cryogenics
i defy the limits
double entendre every line, i’m gifted
they amazed, cause it works both ways; flight attendant
no time for gimmicks, this written jazz
i’m so gifted with the craft, pulling it off became normal; jim carrey with the mask
do a n~gga bad, you should probably dip
this ain’t one of my accomplishments
to be honest nit’, the quarter have no chance; harvey dent
i’m legit, they don’t believe it? bet
’til he drop down and he bleedin’ next
he got knocked out and did a face plant, it’s a chia pet
you said, “let it fly over loaded. i don’t see a threat
i got way too much ridin’ on this. that’s aaliyah jet.”
y’all don’t see it yet?
you show respect, i show respect, just let me know when your mind’s changed
look, i ain’t gonna call you a sea (c) creature, just don’t step to me sideways
this is my stage, leave him leakin’, get low, he ain’t even see me creepin’
don’t make any sudden moves; lease agreement
please believe it, i hate y’all fools
treat him like an end game when they got you
they think this is my life and dream match up; deja vu
i break y’all rules, this is a disaster
they got the student versus the master
you was better off playing in traffic like a slasher
his speed is less so i stopped bobbin’ and started to weave instead
cause he missed me the first few times, it’s an easter egg
comatose, half of his family believe he dead
the rest waitin’ on the other shoe to drop, they a sneaker head
i ain’t even squeezin’ lead
they should’ve warned you, all your little n~ggas with the pom poms
i’m not somebody you should mix wit’ rum, like don juan
you gettin’ bombed on
they yellin’, “get off the ropes!” it’s a [?]
cause you ’bout to take so many punches like john john
ayo if [?] you get drug off the scene
we make a funeral arrangement if you come forth to me
double door casket, and the tux awful clean
you’ll see the quarter’s upper half, it’s a gumball machine
this is rum’s [?] to me
i watched your footage, you can’t beat me n~gga
i really had to bring the film back, it’s a tv dinner
run down, n~gga got scared soon as he see me n~gga
we near gang’s house, that’s when his fears came out, it’s a 3d printer
slide through
four rings on the grill if it’s gettin’ rowdy
the quarter get clipped like a belly b~tton, then i’m hoppin’ in an outie (audi)
shouldn’t have been around me
caught him actually dancin’, at the crip party
slid to the back of the mansion, he ain’t even, he clueless
i pulled up bumpin’ country music, it’s the national anthem
stupid!
[round 2: rum nitty]
aye, i really done been through h~ll fool
so it’s no question, if i feel pressured, i pull an fn and let a sh~ll shoot
this real true
we ain’t sendin’ threats and sh~t, that’s what girls do
we move in silence, like charades, and i can show you better than i can tell you
you gon’ k!ll who?
this man a clown
dissin’ me with a lisp? is something i can’t allow
y’all heard how family sound
and n~gga you not a lethal~ you don’t be
i said, “i’m not a what?!
i had to ask around
oh, he said, “you’re not a lethal shooter.” i understand it now
i came here to work
they gon’ say he was chokin’ and let his idol smoke him
or he may get it worse
it’s gonna be a hard pill to swallow like ibuprofen…and it’s gonna hit strait (straight) where it hurts
get laid there in dirt
aye, i put this sh~t together, brick by brick if you can’t tell
they know nothin’ about hard labor, n~gga be straight frail
i had cuts, scr~pes, bruises, but i can deal with the pain well
i put in work like jesus hands, until i had hang nails
you take l’s
i don’t think you should wanna battle me
you’re outta place, you’re get scr~ped, it’s another casualty
twelve hot rounds, sh~lls pop out
to the face, this is what it had to be
y’all know android got it’s own air drop now?
i’m sendin’ strait (straight) to another galaxy!
i’m out ya reach, you can’t catch me
i’ma stretch ya
old ass revolver, from scott & webley
handcrafted, man made (maid) from england, like jeffrey
what you expected?
i’ma clap a person
show up to the funeral, mask on purple
crazy, i just said, “man made like jeffery”, now i’m a ya service
i’m ’bout to catch a 30
but they said, “he cold.”
of course, i taught him everything that he knows
i’m on beast mode
they want me to rough up on my student because that’s what he needs though
so guess what role i’ma play with one of my pupil’s strait (straight)? debo!
you shouldn’t speak though
cause this b~tch not a threat
you at least gotta win a battle to get my respect
who have you k!lled if you really the best?
so why this fake horse, that don’t got a body, wanna stick out his neck?
i’ve been ’bout respect
watch how i torch him
just cause you was in the military don’t mean you get props for it
y’all snorin’
them n~ggas just like the police, and they not for us
think about it, they wear uniforms and badges, just like how the cops
both get funded by tax dollars, adding to a job shortage
they shoot innocent people, y’all drop bomb on ’em
they make us put hands behind our backs and y’all the armed forces
we talk [?]
they crazy thing, is y’all d~mn near train the same
and it’s not uncommon for y’all to become cops after and change the lane
join the academy, be taken in by the union; [?]
me? i’ll be with gang members
day to day, they done put you out here with a training stepper
grave mistake
you might not make it back like fanduel
strait better play it safe
safe to say, you gettin’ smoked it’s a fact
they can try to help you all they want
but the sh~t is over, a wrap
no control over that
just let it play out like pandora, there’s no turnin’ back
now wrap
[round 2: elijah strait]
yo, it’s crazy what you said to clips back then…just for you to join his cause
you went from lux, lyt, to me…nice…mess up
you fallin’ off
you told ward, you gon’ have to custom make it, the boy is lost
look, i may not be a curser (cursor), but i still get my point across
and my point of course, this fraud’s a clown
how is all this god~tier talk allowed?
every time he run into them n~ggas they walk him down
reed, hollow, lux, them loses wild
you’ve been struggling with forefathers (four fathers), it’s a foster child
speakin’ of foster child, that n~gga geechi sonned you
let’s get to choppin’ this fable
he came in the game, and made a bigger name in ya lane and you just watched from the table
didn’t beat that n~gga in um3
and he got the lux job and replaced you
that’s why he keeps gettin’ looks over you
you was supposed to make gotti (god he) an angel
it’s not gonna save you
man please, before geechi you ain’t even demand fees
that’s why you kept gettin’ screwed over rum, it’s a canteen
you had to get advice
n~gga too big a loc to check his price
big difference between crippin’ ‘fore you die and bein’ set for life
that n~gga raised you
you know better, got you makin’ your own cheddar
i heard y’all get the same price rum
like father, like son, she a home wrecker
i’m too thorough with writtens to be one of these n~gga’s kids
but this girl forgettin’
you got them questionin’ who i am, legend; sick world we live in
i’m actually p~ssed with all this rappin’ you did
what is you rappin’ to get? i’m askin’ for them
i’m here for respect, i’m tryin’ to chase a check
why do you even actually spit
i’m tryin’ to get paid because at the end of the day only cash is legit
when i say i did all this building to make money, that’s what i meant (mint)
i’m actually p~ssed
i’ll crash the event, it’s legit
i’ve been watchin’ you (k)nit’, it’s a caregiver
you cool, but barely got any pull, it’s a hair trigger
i’m still tryin’ to figure out why you here n~gga
you should be on n.o.m.e. ad (nomad) sittin’ on wins (winds), it’s an airbender
what can he say?
you ain’t no legend k!ller
you wasn’t even tested with a crazy day’
talkin’ ’bout, “we lookin’ for the safe ‘lyt”
alright bet, i got something i came to say
my mans was so depressed he started crossfading in a crazy way
started smokin’ crack in the glass, like a window replacement, just to take the pain (pane) away
we ain’t for play, son you witty
but you be makin’ some dumb moves really
you like 40 reppin’ neighborhood, i never wanted to become you nitty
what he gon’ do wit’ me?
he swore he tough
this narrative been goin’ on long enough
you can’t choose your son rum, it’s like a bazooka joe bum
we gon’ (w)rap this little story up
you ran into my trap
the fans told you, “take better battles”, and the kid defied that
you should be somewhere in the house, n~gga, but it’s no skin off of my back
leave him leakin’ from his dome, it was just us until emt’s was on the phone
creepin’ to the zone
i make contact with the alien and now [?]
go home
round
[round 3: rum nitty]
after he get smoked, them funeral expenses…expensive
believe me bro
he need home
we’ll see if saga and the team can help out but i think they broke
loso might be able to pay for the funeral with some of that teacher doe
but they gonna have to bury strait out of lo’ cash (‘straight outta locash’); cb4
we keep the pole
get the sparkin’
they don’t got no type of sense
my clique r~t~rded, get smoked here
tell strait (straight) people they ain’t tryin’ to go there; diddy party
let’s get it started
i wish you would play
i don’t give a f~ck where you from, this won’t be a good day
it could be new england or new zealand, i’m about to cook strait
look strait, i’ll erase you
you’re not original, you’re a clone, and i hate you
snitches get stitches
but since you wanna copy, get stapled
straight (strait) through
you don’t make moves, save that trash
they say all my rounds is about how my k blast
facts
i be on drillin’ time
you know, k!llin’ time, that’s how day’ past fast
i’m past mad
who you tryin’ to intimidate
lift an .8
i can take him out in many ways
slangin’ hot iron like cj walker
you’ll be the first b~tch to get it strait (straight)
if i remember strait, i was just tryin’ to hustle a little
i had the e pills for the low, they was lovin’ the [?]
fetti percs, two for a dollar, like i left it under the pillow, what’s up with this n~gga?
it’s not ya time to shine
you might fall off and have to find a job, that’s how life designed
goin’ through ups and downs until it ends strait (straight), like a vital sign
your life a lie
but you paint this image like you slidin’ daily and you some faithful christian
that’s why we hate him really
n~gga you not, who you think you are
clayton bigsby the game is tricky
stay in ya zone and move patient
sh~t don’t happen overnight, you gotta grow into greatness
my punches took me to the next level like mortal kombat 3, you just goin’ through stages
tools blazin’
n~gga better (bed’ll) be still (steel) like a prison mattress
air it on ’em
serotonin; trigger happy
put you in an arm lock submission, twist it badly
have russell in the [?] like the simpsons family
sh~t get drastic
i bring pain n~gga
with these hands i’m a trained k!ller
i could’ve slapped the buol
but he’d be out in seconds if i hit a pressure point; like a game winner
damian lillard
you gonna get hurt actin’
somethin’ worse happen
i’ll just knock you out and help you back up (backup) strait (straight); reverse camera
put you in the dirt faster
i’m bringin’ out all facts
you’re gonna lose in the building, there’s no way you can stop that
reverse camera, they gonna even see i got strait (straight) on the watch back
you gonna beat who?
i don’t believe you
i said sh~t like, “m.o.p ya ‘ante up'”, “comin’ down with something”, what did he do?
think about it
you can’t tell me two strait (straight) lines that’s equal
i’ll bring heat through
get to trippin’ on n~ggas
so retract, what you just said…or i’ll lift up the pistol
let you have it…now take it back, like an indian giver
[round 3: elijah strait]
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