Unanymous vs Villun [Round One]

[Unanymous] How did Surf say it versus Hollo? I made an agreement with Sonny Bam? And the price for you to keep your life was really high? The contract said “Fuck him up But bring him to me alive”? Listen, Villun Just because me and Leese partnered up Doesn’t mean I share Chris’ image I don’t spit gimmick lyrics When they were saying I’m all performance and no bars It was killin’ Villas So I wrote me a little hitlist and now It’s time to show him the pen like a prison visit “Today, it’s all about flow and the spit game How I’ll erode them two lungs that you hold in your ribcage” Fuck an intro, lemme skip tape They named this event Summer Standard But it’s more like Summer Madness cause now You’ve been thrown on a big stage He knows that I win I can see the ghost in this kid’s face And it’s nothing to do with his tone or his skin shade Whatever you put together is always composed in a sick way But I think your slogan’s a bit plagued Cause the only reason any of your battles are about Flow and the spit game Is ‘cause you just struggle to hold your composure And choke what you wrote Like your opponent opened your throat with a switchblade! BITCH! BITCH! You committed a killing and it was your mirror’s image that witnessed it You’re that insignificant sibling that tried to cling to the clitoris I know, that shit’s ignorant, isn’t it? So I promise, for this round, mentioning his skin condition Is strictly prohibited! ...well, a little bit Cause I don’t even need to rip on his pigment To expose that Villas is militant and this idiot Villun Isn’t even a little bit villainous Let’s tell it how it realistically is, I mean I figured you ain’t villainous a miniscule bit When I picture a villain, I think... Mark Chapman’s pistol equipped or Charles Manson’s criminal wit Not some underdeveloped idiot that Chokes trying to make his syllables fit But it’s cool! I guess Heath Ledger proved Not all actors that play villains can finish a script! And although you look like Bane if he had the mask Ripped from his lips... you’re more like Catwoman ‘Cause this villain’s a BITCH! Now I know that I could continue straight disrespectin’ him... By tellin’ him... That his face is as aged as David Letterman’s... But I’d just like to say... That I rate the way you string together creative sentences And stretch out your schemes ‘Cause I’m also an author that likes to display his penmanship! But with that out the way... You’ll get your brain splattered through grey matter When I wrap you in a straitjacket and force you to take your medicines It’s back to Area 51 with this alienated specimen But don’t get it twisted, Villun! I’m only here to help the condition that has you held in submission I’m your radiation specialist But wait! My brain’s inventive! I don’t even need to slate your melanin When your misshaped decrepit frame and skeleton Ain’t developing into straight and I reckon All the intoxication I’ve seen you partake in Is just a lame attempt to take away your pain forever And I ain’t gotta make no bets On whether it’s H or ketamine That your brain’s congested with ‘Cause you’re a Villun so it’s normal for you to be taking HEROIN! Ask Harvey Dent! Ask Harvey Dent! This is exactly the type of shit that a villain would do Try to play the hero and wind up With his face split into two! Now, when I mention his birth defect It might bring a bit of pressure to the room But when it’s broken down scientifically For your memory to consume They’ll see it as blind ignorance Just remember it’s the truth And second round I’ll help you see it clearer When I make a spectacle of you! [Villun] YO! Yo... yo... It’s about time I put this faggot in his place For chattin’ out my name For acting out of way, Tony told me to shank him with a blade Or bang him in his face. And I was close to Cause you tried to chat shit But then you came over to retract it Before a [?] exchanged And that’s no surprise ‘Cause apart from being arrogant and gay You lot already know that Unanymous is fake You’re like a mannequin the way your body stays the same But your character can change FORGET RAPPING, I’M SNAPPING! Bamalam should’ve trapped me in a cage But I’m here now, so I’m leavin’ you hollow and empty The kinda shit I’ve been jotting is deadly! They know, bar for bar, you’re not gonna test me! From city to city, you get a [?] It’s Pokemon all over again, cause I ain’t never seen A pig bitch out in that many towns since Officer Jenny! So let’s talk about psychosis I know you all think that angle’s gettin’ dry But I know something that you don’t And no-one’s analyzed it right After Theo was gonna bang you on that night I walked around the corner You were grabbing at your eyes Real fuckin’ rap, Unanymous, you cried You think Tommy Vil was a beast Of the mannerly types But it makes sense You live on a Farmville OF COURSE YOU’RE THE ONLY ANIMAL ALIVE!!! I don’t know what made you think Giving my name a mention was clever But it’s middle finger to your face and I’m sending that gesture I was raised out in Stockwell If man come front me like a bitch, we never beg or surrender You ain’t nothing but a pussy I’ve seen Tom boyed so much you gotta question his gender No one believes you’re real, bruv! You’re just confused! And it’s funny, cause you live on a farm with a gun or two But froze when Eurgh put Shotty and a clip in front of you Yo, you duck confrontation What’s nuts about the windows you’ve been jumpin’ through? Microsoft errors are just like you When you get involved in trouble, shoot! So I came here to adjust some views It’s gonna get long for you, cuz We need a coroner for this Listen closely, Tommy You’re not above Shotty, you’re his bitch But all of a sudden, now Mosh Team is your clique? Alright, I see now! Moshing is your thing! Seeing him in a circle gettin’ killed by HFK and Shazam Then it became obvious as shit You must be reppin’ for the deaf Cause all I saw were bodies in a pit! And then it got worse the deeper I checked First HFK and then Charron... And there was two people at Bless There’s DNA, there’s Clips If you break it down further, there’s the sequence you get Then I think about Holly. How I’d seen her with Jeff Before I’d seen her with Flex And you’re like Holly, Tommy Cause you get beat by one rapper Passed on, then beat by their friends! Like rah, you didn’t just bake that woman a cake You’re such a pussy, you adopted her womanly traits See, gettin’ rejected by Jeff’s sloppy seconds is the worst Plus, you compare yourself to Wolverine from the X-Men and it works You and him are Wolverine and Jean Grey but Tommy’s never gonna learn She’s a phoenix, you try gettin’ close to a hot bird And end up gettin’ burnt! You’re fucking priceless You live in some weird dragon world And you’re stuck inside it With no idea who you are Or [?] It’s one man playing different characters Tommy is Leonardo in Shutter Island I told [?] I was gonna do you dirty so I’m running riot But don’t feel too bad, though This is basic shit I do to my enemies And you’re not Samson or Lazarus But for acting so arrogant, you’re gonna feel like There were hammers thrown, javelins, this pussy’s fuckin’ dead I’m camel-toe-taggin’ him So think that cause you’re ten stone, it’s something my pen won’t tackle? Heck no. (Fifteen.) Fuck you You got a ghost writer for [?] Coulda got one for Soul Who’s to say Frankie Phraser never penned those battles? If Frankie wrote for you today, then I don’t expect no hassle Why would I? Your ghost writers Can’t even make it on the demo channels So I will kill him, till the crowd are yellin’ “Chill, Villun! Leave him alone!” Fuck you and writing team on the low I guess I gotta Pac-Man in now that I’m dealin’ with ghosts! I spit till they recap rounds Me, back down? No! They came to see V black out on Tommy Villas like V blacked out Or ghosted women passing their vodka limit Gettin’ hit by a Honda Civic, bounced off a bonnet, spinnin’ Wakin’ outside a hospital with a loss of vision I black out, black out! I black out till Bleek’s skin looks like a hash brown! I black out, black out! I black out till that man in that crowd’s like “Damn, wow! Villun! You’re lookin’ kinda black now!” So, Tommy Villas, stop your whinging Or get your collar lifted above your [?] You’re such a pussy, you put the Tom in Atomic Kitten You’ve been in Don’t Flop and spitting before Ark was locked in prison You shoulda dealt with Verse first Call-outs don’t add up when you’ve been dodging digits