had to cram at the end cuz i fucked up so to those who didn't understand Started from the bottom made it off the rock now im the man in the middle tryna make it to the top on the road to the riches like i'm racin on the guap why these fuckboys always hatin nigga stop Bars like i'm in the yard for recreation nigga locked haters lookin sour like he ate a bitter box under the table with his bitch as i'm playin wit her twat beat it up later had her bussin like the swat lame mothafuckas always cuffin on a thot sayin that u aired that bluffin on ya cock lame ass niggas see i'm somethin that ya not real nigga got bars so i fukkin call the shots..if u tellin fables i put u under the table rob you nd leave ur pockets dry like babel i don't care about a label i'm ready willin able to shut up all the talkers and leave walkers disabled Comment Only
Posted on: 2014-07-11 18:13:42

I had to answer Tk Bedrock's open battle because he blasted me in the comment section of my last battle. Curious, saying I had no flavor, and then he retakes the beat I picked, "angels and gladiators". If I ain't got no flavor, how come you follow me in the beats I pick? Or you wanna show how you do it better? lol whatever. Anyway, because my mic sucks, for clarity I transcribe my lines, which answer both Tk Bedrock's comments to my recent battle, and also his flow in this one: Sup, T to the K go to bed, drop like rock, // Cause the moment you hated on me, bitch you lost, // Nothin new, not to you, you the fool, you get tossed, // you so rude on peeps bet you sleep with your glocks, // boss? push some moss, kick you over and it's gross // all your friends come out wrigglin drunk on sauce // bet you hide in the dark, bet you stay out of parks, // bet you wish you had paws cause then weight's on your bark, // on a lark, I'll say say if you're a dog you'll go far, // huntin on bitches, barkin honorifics, // you got nothin upstairs but brute force, that's the switches. // bitch, modern man asks you to build ditches, // you ain't got nothin' but jail creds, and who'll listen? // so I gotta ask, meanwhile, on the record, // what'd you think you'd get saying I ain't got no flavor? // you gotta cite me and say where I'm wrong or it's over // I won't listen to you, fool, and your cruel, saying I got no flav, // that ain't true. // but meanwhile, we gotta listen to you, calling peeps newbs, // using the n word like it makes you true blue // tryin to look all big and scary, // yea bitch you'll blast me, yea that's your hobby, // bet you rob peeps just because, call it glory, // say what about bars? tell me another story. // I'm tired of this so I peace with majority. // Comment Only
Posted on: 2014-07-12 03:45:35

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Posted on: 2014-07-12 13:47:31

Picking beats does not add flavor. Voted: Tk Bedrock / Nick Of Many Names
Posted on: 2014-07-12 18:12:37

Turn your mic up Nick, nice flow Bedrock Voted: Tk Bedrock / Nick Of Many Names
Posted on: 2014-07-13 10:43:01

if we compare lyrics I don't understand how tk can do that much better than me. I guess weight must be on other factors, like bark, lol? Comment Only
Posted on: 2014-07-13 16:48:10

no punchlines?! really lemme break it down then started from the "bottom" made it off the rock now i'm the man in the "middle" tryna make it to the "top" on the "road to the riches" like i'm "racing on the guap" why these fuckboys always hatin nigga stop "bars" "like i'm in the yard for recreation nigga LOCKED" haters lookin sour like he "ate a bitter box" i mean..how would u look if u ate a dirty box?..exactly lol lets continue "under the table wit his bitch while i'm playin wit her twat" i mean that while he's at the table talkin in under the table flirtin wit his bitch nd he don't kno nigga said "BEAT IT UP LATER HAD HER BUSSIN LIKE THE SWAT" if u don't get that u stupid i said "lame ass nigga always "cuffin on a thot" sayin that u hit that "bluffin on ya cock" lame ass nigga see i'm somethin that u not real niggas got "BARS"so i fukkin call the "SHOTS" get it bars..shots now i follow off from the shot thing..observe gentlemen if u tellin fables i'll "put u under the table" rob u nd leave ur pockets dry like "BABEL" cmon dogg u serious this whole shit was punches just so fast and slick u couldn't see em i'm like ali bitch lol last like motha fuck a lable i'm ready willin and able to "shut up" all of the "talkers" and leave the "walkers" "disabled"....#fuck u thought lol Comment Only
Posted on: 2014-07-14 12:28:07

u both need to step them barz up. Voted: Tk Bedrock / Nick Of Many Names
Posted on: 2014-07-16 09:12:08