Murda Mook’s first battle since battling Loaded Lux on Total Slaughter back in 2014.

The match was announced in April on Rare Breed Entertainment. This was surprising since it was Mook’s first battle that… Read More [Round 1: Murda Mook]

Ay look, the cowboy ain't wanna meet (meat) on URL

So Rare Breed was the medium to cater the plate

This beef 'bout to get done well

Y'all 'bout to see the vegan done made a mistake (made him a steak)

Do him greasy, finger lickin', savor the taste

Talkin' Beasley, SMACK niggas, stay in ya place

You get shot in ya face, and then shot in ya face more

They say, "Mook you went overboard."

Of course, that's how you make sure (shore)

Let's pick up the pace

Chase gave a nigga from the Lou' the baton

Well I got him, no problem

It's gonna look like the bottoms after I stomp blood out him

Mr. Easy Bucket stupid, this feat (feet) you in

A Christian Lou' been (Loubin') for the win, I'ma shoo (shoe) in

And guess who doin' the bap, bap, bap ties and the gat risin'

They all come my way with detention

End up gettin' the same sentence

Start with I, chalk lines, mad times, I show 'em the ropes

Now this is where Chaz ties in (chastising)

If I don't put Chaz man in a casket

Shiiit, you gon' be nappin' on a mattress

With a permanent address at the hospital

The sight gon' be the saddest, it's tragic

Imagine havin' to see ya kid try to play peek a boo witchu in ICU (and I see you)

I can see more wrong (moron) when I see you

God got a devilish sense of humor, that's probably true

I mean his test gotta be a few of the funniest jokes

Like, "Don't y'all think it's hilarious that after you just decided to stop eatin' meat, that man put you right in front of the GOAT."

Here this guy go (Geico), "Mook ain't got bars, he just be talkin', he borin'."

I'm ensurin' (insuring) that's one of your quotes

Well if Progressive punchlines whatchu want, fine

But you better hold that same fuckin' policy for your rhymes

I'm 'bout to have each and everyone behind you mournin' (morning), sunshine

The stream ran I'm a heavy fav'

So much damn (dam) damage the levees break

Me, I championed every weight

Light weight to heavy weight

Every class that was dealt, blood let's demonstrate

Pussy I got it locked and I ain't never introducin' Chaz to these (chastity) belts

This a case of mistaken identity, ARP givin' me the wrong person

For him remember, these jail bars wasn't meant for

So in a sense (innocence) it'll be, now you can't bail 'cause you don't know the shit you in for

This your day to loss (data loss), backup everything like when you send off your phone the Sprint store

'Cause if boy can't walkie what he talkie

Well that's the kinda shit I give you 10 for (10-4)

*ch-ch* "Man down"

It was Math Hoffa who wanted this fuckin' loss

But me and Math campaign (cam' pain) don't add up for promo

I don't care what it cost

Now here's news for you Verb

If I'm puzzled by your words, then the lead put you right in the box

Straight up and down, I ain't the one to cross

This .40 kick back hard as a fuckin' horse

Push ya shit back like, "Huh, I think this one is yours."

Or I lift a rusty brown .44

{Aye Verb finally has enough of Mook poking and pushing him and a fight breaks out}

Push ya shit back like, "Huh, I think this one is yours."

Or I lift a rusty brown .44

Empty three (MP3), Verb see these (CD's) ain't around no more

I planned your Geronimo a long time ago

Clumsy nigga, fell for it though

The ho thought he caught the drop

But the grip is like a whip without standin' tickets, I keep it on the lot (on a lot)

Picture me debatin' with the haters about the greatest names is, "What four?"

What for? When the last time you saw a picture of God carved on Mt. Rushmore?

Huh, huh, huh, uh? Mr. Important Number, you recall

How I did the Jewish boy

When Mook awarded […] that shit was Biblical

Now he worshipin' me with his gefilte fish

Man listen, I'm 'bout to be a bad magician

God will reveal His tricks, I been had it figured

Say it if y'all know it, so itttt's… (SHOWTIME!)

No slime, that's a gimmick

Y'all wan know why him decided to put Showtime inside him rhymin', right?

Think about it, Frankensteinin', he was realizin' he was dyin'

And he needed a trick tryin' to bring him back to life

But that's magic, right?

But now you're cadaver bruh ('cadabra)

That's your [?] all the theatrics in ya rappin'

Camera trickin' like you snappin'

Take two of ya hot bars, we give 'em direct action

You start overreactin', this is a fact

He even try to reel it in to persuade them to tell you to bring it back

It was hot, but wasn't slick enough to go over nobody head, Permy relax

Ay look, I don't know about the people

But here's why I don't believe you

'Cause how you Vegan, but in ya Showtiming you talkin' 'bout you 'bout to let the beef brew?

And in the ring you one of a kind Verb, nobody hot as you

Wait so you a custom model (Cus D'Amato)

Good, I'm Iron Mikes, I got a box for you

You got a lot of niggas sayin' I ain't got enough to rock witchu

Well you gon' die a critic with them lyin' right on top of you

Ay, diacritic letters got a line right on top of 'U'

My last three, John Cruise through 11 and 0

Beat me? Mission Impossible

Keep it tall, you just lookin' to get a round (around)

But I'm too steep of an obstacle

Y'all think I took Buddy outta Love?

Murphy's Law, you wasn't thinkin' logical

Son, I only took you for this check, I adopted you

I'm raw, y'all lookin' at it backwards

You want the battle, I want the war, it's different rational

Like now we see Captain Marketable to private

So my arm forced to add morale

We different to the core (corp) in general, I got nothin' to prove

I black my ops, you Navy Seal, you just come from the blue

I changed the playin' fields, I rank way above all you dudes

Think chlorine, if you want this war to (water) change just be number one in the pool

Verb you a stupid fuck

When I gotta take niggas to school it's bad news

'Cause I be tearin' all the pupils up

Verb, you know when you hear bad news it be tearin' all them pupils–

Look, Mook a superhero, stage rip

Mention me and beef, the stakes (steaks) lift

If battle rap dyin', I let this cape flip and save shit

Lift the whole culture, make the climate on the plain shift

So fuck bein' grateful, I'm the nigga you need to thank bitch

Easy!

[Round 1: Aye Verb]

What can I say to the great Murda Mook?

Nothin'

'Cause he's the reason we here

Whoever your favorite battle rapper is…

He's the reason that we picked this career

He's the reason that battle rap used to have that chill back then

But he's also the reason that battle rap is gettin' held back still

Before I do this, I challenge you to this throne, young prince T'Challa

Nigga FUCK yo legacy

Nigga FUCK yo honor

Nigga FUCK yo god stuff

Let's see how tough y'all Black Panther is once he get stripped of his powers

Nigga meet yo Killmonger

I have no fear of ya

All the blood I shed in my career was for this moment

I'm a warrior, I pull up in my opponent's city solo

With hot iron loaded and I go drill somethin'

We ain't the same, look at yo battles

You stayed in yo region and had Hot, Iron, Loaded and never killed nothin'

But they say this a big rich town, KATAP!

Target practice at y'all James St. Patrick who not active

And still gettin' praise from all his past shit

Follow me y'all

On Power, that bitch Angela symbolizes the industry

She tries to tell him, "Turn your back on them Ghost."

She want you to leave this shit alone and sell an image of hope

But I'm his brother Tommy

I'm tryin' to tell him, "Nigga we don't fit in wit' them folks."

Wake up Mook, we battle rappers

Every line we sell dope, in our raps we shell folks

While you at the party witcha wrist froze

With Busta Rhymes and the Flipmode

We out here goin' to war, twin .45's: Donovan Mitchells

Takin' rounds from each other that feel like blows from the Klitschkos

While you drink Dom as you sip Mo'

We out here puttin' in work lettin' clips blow

I done shot my own brothers

Point blank range and watched they shit 'splode

While you cross the street, scared to squeeze and shakin' in this pose

You not one of us

Who you bring on your podcast? NOT ONE OF US

Who you refer when Dame Dash made a film? NOT ONE OF US

You the godfather of this shit

This how you gon' do yo' children?

Nigga you built this buildin'

The roof collapse, you just moved and said "Fuck the new tenants."

For the approval of these stars?

Aww dummy, you just that lil' nigga wit bars

Open ya eyes Mook, let me paint this picture of who you are

See you're just a python

And when it's time to throw a mouse in yo face

These industry niggas crowd around your cage wit they pretty gold chains

They watch you eat the mouse, then they clap so amazed

And then they go back to they rich lives

And leave yo silly ass trapped in that cage

Nigga you want acceptance

We bang our shit, nigga we set trip

You selfish

You want us to stay at the bottom like all the shellfish

Yeah you sell tix to come see you rap

But we don't care inside

When you're back we can't stand up for you, the culture paralyzed

You cripled 'em

You tell 'em one number and then you triple them

Death comes in threes, this yo 3rd match, swing on that pendulum

This that old Verb, who tactical and masterful and magical

Time to take this shit back, let's get retractable

I didn't have the drive for this shit but you changed my spark plugs

I'm a rider, I took out animals

Me and them St. Louis niggas, we took the boat Noah's Ark

And turned that bitch to a car club

You delusional, if this was the School of Heart, at graduation when Mook walk, only the flutes would blow

For Verb this gon' get musical

I'ma make this execution beautiful

This is history, you gon' be the first nigga that crack you and do it smooth, you know

But you the first man alive who sold tickets to his own funeral

What's up patna?

Time we peel the layers back like when you burn the toast

Gloves on wit the mask, let's get surgical

Shoulder strap over the arm, how man purses go

Shell project horizontal and send 'em vertical

In the ring wit Verb it's gon' be lines (lions) everywhere

You better learn the ropes

Fuck tryin' to pen wit me, bitch nigga, you better learn the joke

I gave you this home game to exchange verses bro

'Cause if I killed you outta town it's all business

But if you smoke a nigga in his house that shit is personal

Ay, he tried to tell me I'm in some shit like I'm scared

See what he tried to do was stop my mind from movin'

But I'm wit the shit so being in some shit means nothin'

My nigga I been in every kind of sewer

And I learned to love it and became a connoisseur

To St. Louis I'm Obama to 'em

I terminate the Terminators, I'm John Connor to him

Razor blade all in his face, I'll put a comma through him

He don't want this smoke, this shit embalmin' fluid

When I rap I get comets movin'

When you rap niggas get bored (board), how Dennis Rodman do it

I can turn him up or do it calm and suit ya

How you want it? Either way you are fucked

These rounds tonight like Kama Sutra

No fuckin' around before this fight, like how the boxers do it

Y'all Zab Judah, watch how I Kosta Tszyu him

Bring the cocky out him, get his posture ruined

Floyd/Pacquiao take punches, how can I not go through him?

Give a nigga a shot he'll put a hot one through ya

Fuck ya, I ain't star-struck, pussy

Let these new niggas pay homage to you

It's time to eat I'ma go noodles like a college student

Your streak I'ma end dat (in debt) like a college student

For the record I'm layin' the beat down, but I'm not producin'

You ain't wit the toxic, stop it Mooky

It's monsters where I'm from, I live through

Yo mama wouldn't even let you watch this movie

A lot to do wit drums movin', snares poppin' like rock acoustics

This Dr. Seuss shit vers' the Constitution?

Man, I ain't here to praise him tonight, now ask me why

(Why?!)

'Cause don't god gotta be good to you first before you hallelujah?

That's how I'ma do ya

[Round 2: Murda Mook]

Ay, Smack called me, I was gettin' some head

He said, "I want you to battle Surf, Mook

But I ain't got all the bread."

But it's an opportunity bro, these Summer Madnesses

But I ain't got all your cabbage."

*Click* I don't wanna hear that shit

With you we laughin' king, a sigh of (sire) joke nigga

So I address the court jester

Let him know I bet you next few lectures

You gon' fumble or you gon' choke nigga

You rap like you inebriated, here's why I know (wino) nigga

Verb, what's up wit all the slurs and the mumblin'

Tr-tryin' to get out bars, you stumblin'

What was the purpose (porpoise) of a Flubberfin?

Ay, Ay (AA) punk don't tell me you gettin' drunk again

Well you standin' up against shots that ain't got no names

That's the first step that I'll admit

And trust me Chaz, I can haul it (alcoholic)

Hope you don't think a nine'll miss (anonymous)

Ay, how it feel bein' the designated guy to whip?

Ya peeps grievin', see you sleepin' in pee, stinkin' while you sip

Oh you some kinda friend, you got me fucked up

Don't wanna question my drive and test my lines

Like if I point nine (.09) I ain't blowin' it

That's a breath of lies (breathalyz-er)

Ay, this different here man

We wake up wit headaches when you rhyme

Rubbin' our temples wanna forget you

'Cause you bottom-shelf and all ya boo's (booze) is 100% proof

Ay this steel (distill) is what you call a licker (liquor)

I thought shorty knew, you get a Glock 19, 40 too (1942)

Watch how you talk to killers (Tequilas)

They whine (wine) and bitter, battle nigga tender

Can't bare (beer) admittin' that I'm more G

Defend a bender (fender bender)

Bar hop and mention these rounds on me, that's whiskey business

How your dumb ass fought me for gettin' you off the concrete?

See I meant (cement) to put you six feet in it

He on Twitter dissin' Omar Epps all night, you brawl light

Just 'cause he root for me

You shouldn't put ya racks up if ya bra tight

But unlike you that kid a computer whiz, he the smart type

'Cause he learned his lesson

You a fool thinkin' he gonna go against God twice

Oh Verb nigga, I heard nigga that you a herb nigga

Bird nigga, pick up the burner, bullets burn niggas

Heard niggas submerge in him, then they turn in him

Curve in him, stuck in his sternum, they stern in him

Surgeon and all of his nurses they concerned for him

Murmurin', "No savin' Verb," now they confirmin' him

Comatose, ay I got ya daughter home alone

She real spazzin' and I'm laughin'

'Cause she askin', "Where my daddy? Why he can't return?"

I told that little bastard, the ER is where you are (UR)

Well let me give it to y'all St. Louis accent

I bet you wishin' you was h(ER)e with h(UR)r

I see the broke spirit in your mirror Verb

Seven years of worst, straight up bad luck

We saw Rex break his ass up

Shine zipped the bag up

Half A Gallon took all the ounces out ya tank to gas up

You got worked by a dirt Smurf named Twork

Off his name alone you shoulda known you supposed to shake his ass up

Man, did you really believe that they believed you was gonna succeed as the winner?

You think this league'll (legal) aid you wit gettin' Murda?

You buggin' nigga, you a public defender

I saw the pretender addin' a buncha them niggas under his Twitter

Tryin' to superhero to form against me like the fuckin' Avengers

I'm the real, they knows (Thanos) and I'm stone cold

And gon' let (gauntlet) reality be my decision to shape

And I ride despite a man (Spider-Man) died

'Cause this appear (disappear) that you dissin' a great (disintegrate)

Verb, you know when you disappear you disintegrate

Ay, I passed ARP, he one I blame too

Take this L, Jackson, you ain't a Marvel captain

To be honest, we still tryna figure out why he paid/paged you

Even on a break too

I hit a clear lane to the bucket, man it's disgustin'

It's like I mistimed my jumpin'

How I'm spazzin' on Mr. Duncan (dunkin')

He in his interview soundin' grumpy

"Why Mook want all this money?"

Is you serious? Well since you curious

It's 'cause I'm like a lower case 'i', top of the fuckin' line, period

That's why my capital type major

Look at the keyboard, watch

You see the power is at the top, I makes a lot (salat)

This Llama lake him (assalamualaikum)

Why would I lie (Allah)?

I'm sorta cocky 'cause my aura got me (origami) foldin' a lot of paper

I divide ya sweetie pie

She said her's the number that I should favor

But I said nah, 'cause bottom line, we ain't have nothin' in common to nominate her (denominator)

So fuck it I gotta–, nah, I'm not a hater

Plus I heard she a hard sucker

So muhfucka I save her for Now & Later

I came back a hour later

On wool sheets I put his baby to sleep (sheep), you know Murda

She whispered in her ear "the greatest"

And the GOAT heard her (herder)

She told that nigga bye (baaah)

Put V to the side, but you already know that

'Cause I'm greater than

So she figured the GOAT is who she need to go at

Man, split it down the middle, that's a riddle

While you unfold that, I unload a whole MAC in ya gold caps

Player, I'm the coach, I help to press (depress)

If anyone of the pro's act (Prozac)

Yeah I'm feelin' myself like I don't know where my phone at

The waist where the chrome at

BAOW where ya dome at

You wanna smell a body? I think I can loan (cologne) that

You said New York niggas bias—you see now liar?

They want you to win, it's just you can't slip that bullshit by us

Our heart authentic, we don't rent it

Don't you even try to lend (Len) Bias

NY ain't ya habitat, everybody know that's a fact

Open ya phone, even Siri will (cereal) tell you

You ain't a nigga that the Apple Jack

Mook a superhero stage rip

Mention me and beef, the stakes (steaks) lift

If battle rap dyin', I let this cape flip, save shit

Lift the whole culture, make the climate on the plain shift

So fuck bein' grateful, I'm the nigga you need to thank bitch

Easy!

[Round 2: Aye Verb]

When you battled Lux, you beat Lux, straight up, no shade wit it

It's all fair when it's war

The way you won just wasn't quite my style, you played different

You took Lux secret diss record to Bus' and got it played nigga?

Oh, where I'm from that's called straight snitchin

It's ironic you the first good schoolboy I've met without great principle

I'm from the hood, I guess I'm raised different

Example: I got enemies that I know for a fact shot at niggas I slapped fives wit, but I take it to the grave wit me

Dot Mobb, how y'all develop a squadron

Wit a leader who got gelatin in his posture?

The number one rule of war is keep it silent

No snitchin', no women or children, if it's problems?

Only a coward believes any and every element is an option

Nigga save that bang bang shit, nigga we know player

Dot Mobb, you fuck wit us, yeah we locate 'em

I love my niggas-

(Look at him, he emotional!)

I love my niggas so them not favors

Shoot one of mine I shoot back, give 'em a bag and relocate 'em

You the rookie, you don't see no stages

You just Markelle Fultz but on the flo' nigga he's no Tatum

Are y'all kiddin' me holmes?

Do y'all listen to the lyrics of what this nigga be on?

I motivate the block, rocks in yo hand, young nigga get on

When he talks rock in yo hand it's silly shit like Infinity Stones

Gun down our president, I'ma be known

Like the nigga that got Kennedy gone

I'm good, money, the city's capitol, Italy, Rome

In the room it may feel like you winnin', bitch listen

On cam, my opponents don't even know that they dead

I Sixth Sense 'em

I'm conscious, but I go back and forth, I'm switch flippin'

Behind mine, yo words don't even sound the same, ya pitch shiftin'

Fuck this, unlimited rounds, they DID book me for a long time

Fuck a preview, let's let that beef brew, in 3D too

(So it's Showtime!)

I told my bitch we ain't celebratin' shit, we go mama

Itinerary, kill him we skatin', we roll bouncin'

Hollow-points all in the .40 look like I load mountains

Y'all best pound for pound 'bout to get drug

And broken down into whole ounces

You an old vulture in a roll-out chair

An old voucher and that boy Mook a whole ho outchea

Yo, you ride for the minds of these niggas that play with Legos

I'm crazy wit it, I'll stick a fork in ya noodle

Twist it, pull it back and then lick the Prego

Straps I stay wit one, Mook, a nigga faithful

Don't judge me, I come from hammers bangin'

And white folks yellin' "Case closed!"

I'll get yo bitch snatched, not where her waist go

Pesos, wanna get the bitch back? Then bring a case load

A body bag is what you prayin' fo'

But a dog fight is what I'm paid fo'

When it's war I don't play bro

I'm up early throwin' rounds in that toaster: Leggo my Eggo

Yo rhyme faces don't match yo vibrations

When it's over you gon' be sour, don't cry baby

With great power comes responsibility

In yo tainted mind, the odds of killin' me

Was equal to the arms of centipedes

But I'm too cold, you can't see me like the winter's leaves

Thank me later, 'cause you losin' if you don't lose

And check the files, every winner bleeds

After tonight the biggest three

Gon' be me first, Lux here and since I'm bein' beatin' you

You gon' have to get in the middle of us, you must intervene

Nigga I will cave yo chest in

Slap box wit all your inner beings

You prolly rolled here in a limousine

Which is more than form fittin' for kings

Each time they get they wings

Nah, you ain't a king nigga, you's a pawn

And in real life nigga you's a corn

You try to say you different

And all the rest of us niggas is all in uniform

That's why I'ma put one in yo head since you the unicorn

I asked some street niggas 'bout John

They like, "Who is the dude?"

You an actor, nobody remember you young like John Witherspoon

That's pops nigga

Top splittin', slot switchin' like I'm not spittin'

Fix yo face or get botched nigga

No, you are not one of the Wolves, you're not Wiggins

Sorry, gotta get rid of you son like Doc Rivers

How you not get it? I may win, I might lose

But when I fall I give the fans the feelin' of when Mike lose

I been past my test nigga, this night school

Nigga ya pen high school

You come back to the game wit the same moves every time like you Ken/Ryu

You a lil Loc wit this killin' Murda, you got Lorenz IQ

And I'm a Menace, I don't blend like you

Nigga I ride through Harlem on four [?]

Hangin' out the window wit a fully auto

All the bullies that I know they got spin cycle

Yo bitch nothin', only bitches who nothin' attract men like you

My dick get hard, I extend rifles

Boy I make yo' Bigfoot bitch blow me until her windpipe loose

{Crowd starts booing and loosing their shit}

Here come the hate. Here come the hate. It's NOTHING. Easy work. Here come the hate. Say no more. I love it. I love it

Now who believes hustle stories from y'all? Like y'all bleeders

If you catch runnin' spots, nigga we all cheaters (cheetahs)

Cannons, light up you and yo girl, we called Cheaters

I ain't here to play witchu dawg, this y'all recess

In this battle realm I'm looked upon as a reject

You know why? 'Cause I'm the only nigga sellin' heroin on this weed set

Breathe on 'em, why exhale?

I'm talkin' bars in a big boy fashion

I'm talkin' Big T in a five XL, wide as hell

You ain't known for rhymin' well

So when you be okay you like a dirty nigga in a fresh tee and some Jordans, Mook, you look fly as hell

[Round 3: Murda Mook]

Now before we begin (vegan)

I'ma need them to get deep into this

'Cause y'all got me battlin' a nigga that don't even exist

You picked the name 'Verb'

The definition of that word mean action

But if action causes reaction you abstract, let's speak facts then

Pay attention to me captain

Listen to what I'm tellin' you

If your existence predicates off decisions you hypothetical

If I'm gettin' too much ahead of you

Well let me try helpin' you and gettin' it clear

The stage: matter, we can touch it, we can feel it, it's here

Now, I can run on it, jump on it, whatever one I wanna display

But until I decide what action I wanna take

A verb can never come into play

See this how I'm gonna renown (re-noun)

'Cause these rounds these crowds graspin'

But see, nouns we need Verb to add description to shit that's happenin', that's why I need you Verb

Because you help me manifest a lesson I wanna fulfill

That the only reason you existin'

Is because you position next to somethin' that's real

Do you feel? I'm on ya heels

This marble floor is versatile (vs a towel)

I shine off a pile of shit, different that I do

Sprints from flicks I get reviewed, businesses I get renewed

Parquet or park floor, I ain't picky when I choose

Fuck where the Surf is, if the turf switch

Then I guess Mike'll be skippin' to the Lou'

(JayBlac you better listen now!)

Ay, Mook, why you by yourself in the Wraith for? (Rafer)

Oh this an empty V (MTV) 'cause I'm Conceited now

Plus y'all know I'm used to whippin' Lux-ury

Why y'all got me pushin' this bum-ass V around?

Of course, you my brother

I tried to open these doors for Surf

Who the fuck told you you could ride?

Now it was in vain (vein) takin' that risk (wrist) pushin' Tsu aside (suicide)

Oh, and I hope you ain't think that you could hide

If you don't think that your parents let us know

Who are you inside, bruh you a lie

Like this created playa haircut and this beige thing on ya beard son

That just tell us all you do is dye (die)

{crowd starts booing}

Why you always callin' niggas "ugly"?

You don't think that's weird son?

You even called me ugly, well I can be all that and some

But then here come my question, and I think it's a pretty fair one

If you think niggas is ugly

Well why don't you tell us what niggas you think is handsome?

Ay Verb, ay look, and in ya parking lot sprint-cident (sprint incident), I tried to get you against all of my man's son

I said, "It's so hot up here son." I mean yeah son

They caught the kid nappin', but if you look close

You see he tryin' to get money, that's why he ran some (ransom)

Chaz a bitch, tee-off on him like I had a lisp

Sound of a Tech-9, feel like Easter, I'm about to have a fit

You try to spin, get ya back caught

That's the way the god play

All I do is amaze (a maze) you gotta find out the hard way

Daylyt gave me a call say, "Son (sun) this nigga 24 hours straight."

I couldn't even take the shine for it, 'cause that was all Day

Wait, don't we got unlimited time for it? Oh we got all day

Ay, I'ma bang 'til this clip drop

This body a quick fix, you a pit stop

The way I'm snappin' on you, prolly got you in shock

I'm Bill Collector wit the fifth cocked

I'm 'bout to Showout wit a big knot

Strip you out ya socks, make you kick rocks in flip flops

Two bricks out the nick, five hours, six tops

I took trips with no stashes and the whip hot

You ever seen cops and almost had some shit dropped?

I took risks to let the bricks clot

I had six under me, twelve all on top of me, no tick tocks

Look, you need to blame ARP, he the one who did this to you

So we don't gotta discuss then (disgustin')

Why you was this pick-able (despicable)

Same nigga who said the white man trickin' you

Then with the dude, KOD just typical

I think we beyond sayin' (Beyonce) this nigga's a jiggaboo (Jigga boo)

Well I'm Hov in the elevator, I'm calm when shit gettin' tricky

I don't respond when little sissies try and kick it wit me

Wicky wicky, back when Smack recordin' was important

Missouri was sorta slow

Thought I could set (cassette) the table for him

But rewind, realize that time I was too fast for it (forward)

Pause it, aw shit, niggas you millennial

Picture you gettin' rid of Mook

You digital, my real (reel) is old school original

I ain't need the tool, I made the streets move

I had the people eager to see Mook

Make a scene, that was pre views

Fuck all the battle rappers who came to see me lose

Suck my dick, I hope all y'all kids die in preschool

Oh and you think I ain't peep you

All your rants that you ain't verified on Instagram

Listen man, give that shit up

They prolly e-mailed you and said, "We'll give you a check…

Right after you get it from Lux."

I know you saw him as an influence, but now turnin' vegan

Preachin' about all the wrongs men doin'

It ain't no accident, you wanted y'all collision that bad you turned into him

Ay, he gave you credit on the card when he rhyme

You asked to battle, he declined

But he already gave you rounds when he curved you three times

But speakin' on that night Verby

When I started his career, let's tell it right Verby

I knew you from nobody (no body)

And went out on a limb and saved you from arms and feet

Shoulda let you get tore so (torso) we coulda seen Vegan Verb vegetable since you are what you eat

But my smarts they elite, listen hard it get deep

Let me soul a (solar) system, this is when you and I verses (universes) meet, a solid G (astrology)

Would I be goin' too far if I said you are only a star 'cause of me?

Alright, when my consolation (constellation)

Be the battle that let us all know who you are with SB

Son of a bitch that was me!

But see males and females

I was pushin' through my own agenda (gender)

Bitch nigga, the whole St. Louis owe a nigga

He don't think so, here go the picture

He was the first nigga from over there to come over here to battle rap

If you woulda got crippled like Hurricane

And they woulda got wind of that attack

We woulda torn they doe (tornado) up

Stormed out of New York, wouldn't have came back after that

That's a fact, imagine that

No rabbit hat, woulda never seen a Magic act

And Yung Ill catchphrase woulda never had that impact

He woulda hit Beasley to come through as a spitta

And "Who is this nigga?"

That woulda been the question he got back from Smack

Nick Cannon wouldn't know who Hitman is

And we woulda been hearin' 'bout who Hitman's hitman is

So yeah, take it personal

But if it wasn't for Murda Mook, Lux curvin' you

Woulda been the last time niggas heard the Lou'

But remember, we all remember that line

"Making his guardian angel duck"

Well I got my own guardian angel

And he told me yours ain't like that part you was sayin' too tough

That's why he not here to save you bruh

'Cause your guardian next to my guardian

Party Arty and they partyin' hard

Hardy hardyin' is watchin' me straighten you up

Ay, Verb, your bars is wack and ya lingo

I'll throw a hand grenade through ya baby window

Kill ya extended family with the same extendo

Small carrier in the pocket: that's a plane memento

But the Midwest movement, y'all was percolatin'

The ground workin' person put round on that circuit

Y'all was circulatin'

You Holla, Ill, RemyD, shit y'all birthed the nation

If you hollered ill (Holla, Ill)

Then RemyD (remedy) would be the first to aid him

But RemyD got Ill, tried to Holla at Verb to save him

Verb hollered "Eww, nah RemyD, let the nurses take him."

Then Ill needed remedy, needed–

But the Midwest movement, y'all was percolatin'

The ground workin' person put round on that circuit

Y'all was circulatin'

You Holla, Ill, RemyD, shit y'all birthed the nation

If you hollered ill then RemyD would be the first to aid him

But Remedy got ill, tried to holla at Verb to save him

Verb hollered "Eww, not RemyD, let the nurses take him."

Then Ill needed remedy, needed Holla and Verb replace him

They had an ill remedy for that: Holla and Verb replaced him

Now it's just Holla and Verb, prolly heard niggas, heard the hatin'

Still it's just absurd with the Holla and Verb debatin'

Turn the pages, now observe Holla and Verb on stages

Hollerin' verbs and phrases, a lot of disturbin' statements

On why they deserve the greatness

We ain't tear the Midwest down

Y'all know who the ones to blame is?

All y'all gotta do when y'all around, look in each other faces!

But speakin' of faces, you put a blindfold on yours against X Factor

What the fuck? Was that a phase?

You makin' up new card games?

Blindfoldin', wait, you combine poker wit playin' spades?

Bet, so when my man go to raise, you gon' hit the deck after

And he gon' leave you blind and folded on the stage

'Cause he my X Factor

You talk foul on these lines 'til the ref at ya

And if you try to argue the call, you gon' get a TEC (tech) after

But let's back up, 'cause if we speakin' of poker

I think with our careers, that's the game it relate to

Like to acknowledge the fact that I seen you I had to raise you

Let's put it on the table

I knew I had the winnin' hand before ARP revealed the card

I can say that wit a straight face too

Oh you straight boo, means a full house will call ya bluff

The king back shittin' on niggas: that's a royal flush

You wanna know how I do pussy niggas that be talkin' rough?

It ain't a tough call, I just smack the dog shit out

In front of niggas that call you tough

Or shatter your jaw up, put you in the surgery

'Cause I heard if it's glass you supposed to break in case of emergency

I can't believe they got me battlin this cornball

I'll put bread on this beef and get it handled with a stick, that's a corndog

Yo, you owe me money Verby, I ain't allowin' no debts to fester

Peel down ya neck, the best suppressers, oppress the pressure

The length of the shit I'm with (width) will prolly seem extra extra

It's tailor suited for a body

It's an addresser (a dresser) for desperate measures

Get him hemmed, license to kill, somethin' bright on the steel

You drive outta NY? You know a red light in ya grill

Me? You put me right in ya wheel (will)

Ain't no strong armed robbery

Wherever I go the can go (Kangol), no hands though

I draws on niggas when I command doe (commando)

And ya .50 too weak (52 week), did I bring another? Yeah, so?

You won't turn up for (four) months

.40 cal in the (calendar) waist and it's cocked

Make sure you see the rest of ya days in a box

My prior ties taught me value, importance

So wit this I can't afford to miss

That's what a point meant (appointment)

Total Slaughter, who remember Total Slaughter?

The live wire walked in, they was all shocked

I said, "Rex pick Cortez for the bed," but he really wanted your spot

No question, I will protest it if you thought not

'Cause Chaz, you was a pick it (picket) away from sleepin' on that boy cot (boycott)

To the cameramen, you was main course, ok

A order (aorta) was the best, but give that card he at (cardiac) a rest (arrest) 'cause on set ya heart stopped

This remind me of me and Yung Hot, fans need this debated

'Cause y'all know if y'all make this debatable

There's less chance for me to go on a hiatus

And I do think I'm the greatest, I believe in the hype

But this time I'm A.I., I'ma be easy with Mike

Example, remember game one of his final against the Lakers?

When he hit the shot in niggas faces and he silenced all the haters?

Off of that one move me and A.I. became one and the same

Y'all know why? (Why?)

'Cause we both steppin' over the fuckin' Lou', still won that game

You hear what I'm sayin'?

{Debate breaks out about Mook touching Verb and Verb touching Mook during the battle}

Look at him emotional. Look at him emotional! Look at him emotional!

Now I'm gonna make it for him Jay

If you live in a glass house you shouldn't throw stones slime

You judgin' others but you livin' wit faults the whole time

Well my house paid off, I don't owe near no dime

Which means I don't rent my floors (flaws), nigga I own mine

Let's take your laundry and throw it on the clothes line

We thought it was you but it was your lesbian mother this whole time

Aye Verb you the son of a bitch

Who switched to become the son of a bitch

Just so she could spite ya father for havin' another son from a bitch

She said, "You know what? I'ma fix this son of a bitch

I'ma emasculate his ass and turn his son to a bitch."

Think about it, every trait you got come from a bitch

You get ya eyebrows plucked and done, that come from a bitch

You had a perm, now you got long hair, that come from a bitch

You argue wit bitches and then refer to them as a bitch

But see here's some shit you ain't consider

What if I was to tell you your mother was who orchestrated ya rapin' from your babysitter?

Now before y'all think I'm crazy, hear me on this theory

You know every since we small every one of our thoughts that's all from family

So of course a whore suckin' you off was sorta scary

'Cause you was brought up taught broad on broad was ordinary

From that experience she started shapin' you

Your resentment for women, it turn to hate from you

By the time you knew the difference it was too late for you

A pretty girl wave at you, you want her brother on the date witchu

A teenager who stay confused

Why the wrong gender he relatin' to

Of course you gon' say you ain't gay, and we mistakin' you

But it ain't what you say that give you away, your behavior do

Example: you always broadcastin' the pussy you got that way for you

But a nigga who get ass don't brag, that's just another day for you

Your next defense is your ten kids, by six different ladies too

"If I'm gay how you explain that Mook?"

Here's what I'ma say to you

All your overcompensatin', defendin' accusations that you say ain't true

That's exactly what somebody tryin' to hide the fact that they gay will do

Why don't you own it if it's you?

Come to terms if it's ya truth?

But the paradox is, how is it Murda Mook up here that's murdin' a mook?

And I knew they was gonna talk about-

He gon' get up here and talk about why he a vegan

Well here's somethin' that's about to shock

'Cause I'm not 'bout to get up here and talk about why he a vegan

I'm 'bout to tell y'all niggas why he not

Time to put Jack in the Box

And that leads to me releasin' the true reason he turned vegan

'Cause for a nigga always up to somethin' schemin'

All of a sudden he a vegan?

He don't eat nothin' from the seeding?

No baked chicken on Thanksgiving?

We know tofu ain't turkey no matter how much it's buttered up with seasonin'

I think you tryin' to cover up a secret

It's cause of his mother 'cause she vegan

She a dyke, right? Right!

She gave up on all the meat then he gave up on all the meat then

Yo, let's jump into the deep end

She couldn't cut it with the beef and horn and he took after the bull dagger

She start carpet munchin'

But all her matadorin' shoulda brought the red flag up

Matter of fact, backup

Do you even really know the meaning of being vegan?

That shit is a religion you believe in

It ain't just 'bout the shit you eatin'

You know y'all sentient beings

That make sure to keep everything livin' breathin'

So the question proceedin'

Is, how you up here talkin' 'bout killin' me then?

How you on Instagram cheesin' and mink-ing in leather sneakers?

Wait? Don't leather come from cows?

Mooo! Somebody ain't practicin' what they preachin'

Listen, I hate when niggas fake turn new leafs and wanna give us speeches

Wanna give us all the reasons we gotta believe in

All the shit that they believe in

The government is intervenin', y'all chicken lovin' niggas tweekin'

I got my stomach geekin'

Yeah, 'cause you regurgitatin' another nigga thinkin'

Did you know it's illegal to crop grow you fuckin' genius?

Did you notice one of the last tomatoes you opened it was seedless?

How you think by turnin' vegan you cheated all of the diseases

When the shit from animals they shoot grow all the shit you eatin'

Manure and the earth collide, pesticides on ya foliage

But I'm guessin' you prefer the lies (fertilize)

'Cause they been feedin' you that horseshit

Ay, Verb, I met my wife, her daughter was eight months

Father got killed before he saw his child once

I came into her life before the child could think before she had a speech, before she was on her feet

So by the time she developed vocab to speak

Of course the word "Daddy" was me

She 12 years old and we ain't got the same bloodline

But I don't give a fuck what you or nobody say, she mine (mind)

But you ain't got custody of none of your kids

When you call, they call you mister

Some of your daughter/brothers don't even know that they got sisters

Those who you need to show time (Showtime) in 3D

Do I gotta be the one to mention (one dimension)?

They showin' poor traits (portraits) and lack of depth

From not seein' father (farther) in the picture

But nigga I'm convinced

That you ignorant as ignorant can get

But she's so ignorant to notice that he ignorant as shit

But hints, his album name, that was givin' us the hints

I'ma let y'all finish up this shit

What's the title? Ignorance Is… (Bliss!)

Exactly, Mook a superhero, stage rip

Mention me in beef the stakes (steaks) lift

If battle rap dyin' I'll let the cape flip and save shit

Lift the whole culture, make the climate on the plain shift

So fuck bein' grateful, I'm the nigga y'all need to thank, bitch!

EASY!

[Round 3: Aye Verb]

Everybody seem to be worried about this unlimited round

Like he was just gon' dig a hole

And I was just gon' get in the ground

All the work that I put in and all the kings that I put down

And I wasn't gon' be wit it, are y'all kiddin' me? Wow

Well anyway, whatever position y'all had me in

I'ma sit comfortably now

Greatest in battle rap, you motherfuckers got company now

Y'all remember Kobe Bryant last game when he retired his crown?

The emotion, the screams and cries from the crowd?

Well I'm like him, I average 25 for my career

That's how a real killer get down

And this nigga want claps for six games with a ton of rebounds

Be patient wit me guys, I'm not gon' run through this round

Pay attention as I humble him down

Let's get it rockin', see me and Mook

It's like Rocky and Apollo minus the arguin'

He the champ, so they hired a dog to come and spar wit him

Aye, you took too many hard blows tonight champ

You need to learn to get lower become a smaller target

Overall, I'm disappointed

'Cause you rappin' yo hardest and I'm still unbothered

Either I done been in too many wars

Or these legend niggas jaws gettin' softer

It's a rumor that Errol Spence put hands on Floyd

Well tonight I ruin a nigga and these cams on boy

You ain't gon' be a real champ until you go through somethin'

You ain't gon' get on stage every time and just go through somethin'

I taught you somethin', listen Mook

You dissin' me but I christened you

And enrolled you into the real champion institute

This class or rappers? Nobody wanna be doctors

Nigga we shooters, man ain't nobody gettin' pushed in no lockers

I was readin' yo transcripts and it said

"You got a problem with Math."

Well it's okay, just don't let it beat you over your head

We gon' focus instead on history

Previous war veterans, generals, I've contoured skeletons

You gotta die first to become a god, ask whoever been

Summer Madness 1, I seen the light first like Thomas Edison

I rose in height in every sense

And since that day I ain't been like you motherfuckers ever since

Wait, wait, wait, let me dumb this back down

I'm flyin' over y'all heads like it's a drone in DROM nigga

You ain't gettin' out these bars, ARP send deposits

He can't get no bonds lifted

You up here bein' entertainin'

You better rap before your crown gets snatched

Boy ain't nothin' funny

Where I'm from, we don't smile or [?]

From the fans' eyes you the hardest who did it

From our view we see barbecued chicken

Too many qualities missin', you lil' carrot cake

You can't dance on this big stage Mary J

After me you want Hollow, great

But how you gon' create rounds for Hollow after I put a Hollow in ya head and leave yo' head hollow with airing space?

BANG, let that marinate

Four minutes in, born militant, flow menacin'

You up here ministerin', the nerve of

A lot of you niggas like I didn't serve up

Ten years of killin', it's only right they gave me Murda

You just rhyme words, you have no purpose

Every second you stay number one nigga you hurt us

I was watchin' a Dame Dash interview

Thinkin' how not to be fooled

Over impressed like, this shit gotta be school

Then it hit me, 20 years of dude life, it took a lot to be Mook

So why you ain't teachin' us how not to be you?

We playin' game where there's a lot to be proved

Nigga you only roll the dice and cash out, you play Monopoly rules

Nigga you got to be moved

All them DVD's you was on you ain't get kitty litter

Smack did it to you, you let him do it to us

Nigga you's a bitch and a bitter nigga

Nigga you and Lux ain't fit to lead

Ho-ass niggas, y'all don't stand up for us

To get rained on by these different leagues

Y'all hit y'all knees and flip y'all weave

You know how many times I had to take chicken cheese 'cause I got kids to feed?

And I got a record, I can't be reckless out here flippin' P's

You too selfish, battle rap don't need a Mr. Me, it need a Mr. T

Nigga whatchu know about flyin' to New York solo

Takin' a judged battle, losin' yo bread

And on the way home you don't get to eat?

See I'm a different beast

You want this aura and mystique

Well I go to war, I'm punchline Pistol Pete

I see the game from a whole different seat

Think about it, you the reason we fail

Battle rap is like jail

And none of us got TV's in our cells

Because of you the labels don't think we can sell

Nobody fucks wit us, we grown men out here pleasin' ourselves

But anyway, this a celebration of our elevation

And the end of yo time, yo revelation

I'ma bring the black and white leagues together and end segregation

Dummy there's no money in separation

You gon' have to take my life from me, you ain't gon' take me alive

Because there's heart behind the wheel (will)

Get in, let's go for a drive

Ch-ch, copy that, 10-4, nigga I don't have mentors

I stay grounded stayin' surrounded by men who still poor

Be careful who you sin for, you don't know what you in for

It's a difference between a nigga who got to and a nigga who will war

Off of the squad I'll nod witchu

And then stab you and pull you close

Like, "Come here nigga, let me bond witchu!"

You big fish always wanna swim by y'all self

But it's the small fish swimmin' together what make the pond ripple

It's proven now, you ain't a shark, 'cause in front of sharks

You look like cod liver trapped in a pod wit us

Tonight we end this rivalry

Because it's proven y'all got the boo

And form comradery just to ride vers' me

After tonight don't lock eyes wit me

It's a wrap bitch, y'all jokes a bunch of MyVerse memes

No stipulations, y'all die vers' me

We ain't the same motherfucker

Two different levels, that's what diverse means

You thought this shit was sweet? I ain't delectable

Sparks out the cannon like a spark plug, let's make a spectacle

I'll put a hole in him, cup holder size exit wound

Then I'll stretch ya girl like Mrs. Incredible

Nigga this ain't a obstacle

Before you leagues pay for this nut, go pay a prostitute

Nigga I'll slide this blade on top of your ribs

And open yo chest like it's a fridge

Nigga what you got up in here?

Battle rap is like a movie, you wanna get you a start?

It's only two roles, it's either you kill or you don't

That's why killas kill, but we also get our wigs split in sections

You better be smart before you pick you apart (a part)

Takin' yo spot from you, I'm like minutes away

Breakin' me down was yo M.O., OK—MOOK listen!

It's nothin' to break down from my position

'Cause I'm straight forward

And all of these niggas lies ain't descriptive

Dig it, bein' real in a reel, sucka you walk a tight rope clown

Can't put my thumb on it, so I act dumb on it

While my rivals round I circle they block

Throw a drum on it and watch it spiral round

When I'm in town, you ain't pressin' anything

Nigga this ain't Mortal Kombat when your life goes down

I'ma make this nigga eyes close down

I'ma make it to where Murda Mook can never open up that iPhone now

Y'all thought the face-off was a fire round?

Why? 'Cause he was kinda loud? It's cool

'Cause now I got one over the mouth—shhh, who quiet now?

Expected vegan bars? Yeah probly

You right, you are what you eat Murda

That's why now you just a seasoned dead body

{Crowd starts chanting 3-0}

You just the biggest brand, all the fashion

Example: Nelly follow you on Insta'

I bet that nigga won't follow you in that casket, ask him!

Where we from, those niggas be 'bout that static

A soft nigga to us will move on yo block and be like a savage

You can't debate wit great nigga, ya talk back wrong

See you was taught that wrong

I'ma show you how to be king, somebody call that phone

You 'posed to get off that throne

Wipe the blood off your arm and throw it all back on

Eight minute round from Verb, this get yo jaw cracked song

But I still feel wack, 'cause where I'm from

We 'bout what we say we 'bout, we don't talk this long

I'm gone