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Charlie Clips vs Illmaculate

King of the Dot

Duel In The Desert

03.11.2014

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[Round 1: CHARLIE CLIPS] Word is y’all wanted to watch Sir Charles ball out in Phoenix again That ain’t even a punchline & y’all can already see the crowd feel that They say “chill Clips, you’re going against Illmac’ He’s a White rapper you shouldn’t let this steel clap” Well the Calicoe I brought is not the host of this battle that was real rap I’ma put this man behind bars all night for nothin you should feel Black Momma told me slavery ended a long time ago But I seen these leagues still pickin’ cotton and his name is Ilmac’ Well what’s poppin’ cracker? The main nigger is home, he want his field back You got killed by Hollow & Conceited in one hour, you should feel wack You got lost for words & had to read a The Saurus to get your skills back Is it Illmac-u-late or Illmac-u-let? Well Illmac-u-let your wig get peeled back My wordplay is too amazing, I know the crowd feel that You see these leagues put a battery in his back And they paid me to come and kill that Cuz overcharging a battery is the main reason that we kill Macs Petty hustler bars, oh that mean my flow past crack I raise the Glock or raise the stock, like I know NASDAQ I’ll let him hold have that He’ll eat so many shells his autopsy report will read Joe's Crab Shack I don’t leave my crib to go and hustle The fiends come by and then they buy again They pull up, I give the work-out by the door, that’s the iron gym Big gat, knock off fat, if I miss then I’ma try again It’s a gauge and this 1-12 will have you dying Slim I don’t talk about pullin’ guns out on Twitter Cuz these ain’t the kind of shots to follow I’m on Eastern Time, I kill him tonight, that mean he died tomorrow I feel like battle rap cameramen I zoom in with the cannon like Twizz give him a lot of Hollows But if I pan, I turn this fruit into a vegetable, that’s Avocado I hope you don’t think my nigga came from Roc-A-Fella cuz Freeway kid
I roc fellas, the gun poking out like Freeway beard Freestyle off the top but we all know you ain’t gon’ say shit Fuck it I freestyled off the top, I’m on some Day’ shit You want bars? I’m just joking with you niggas He thought I fucked up, I was just showing him I’m straight nice You nice, but you ain’t gon’ do shit for Real, you Daylyt [Round 1: ILLMACULATE] Look, Charlie, I give a fuck if you got praise I hope you brought your girl with you I’ma treat you like QP and pull your boo off stage Matter of fact, I’ll pull your girl’s girl right here Treat her like Daylyt and pull your boo’s boo of stage I don’t know if you right in the head like mental stability But you have several abilities Of forcing wordplay and stretchin’ your similes He’ll end up in a box when I’m addressing him lyrically Why would you even stamp him? He ain’t the whole package, just got a special delivery He’ll say lines like, “I might rumble with a lot of shit” That’s you? But he sells it well You’re like a used car salesman, Clips You take garbage and you sell it well Example, you watch his battles live thinking dude has got some skill Until you see the footage back and it loses all appeal Cuz you brought that shit he sold you thinking, “Ooh, I got a deal” Then gone a block down the street and it’s “Oh, I lost a wheel” For real! Y’all gas this cat, man Most of what you wrote in your verses is stale as shit Only reason it comes across on the surface is a boat full of merchants; that’s salesmanship Clips, I’m spitting facts, your shit is wack Soon as we interact I twist his cap Quicker than a silverback can skin a cat Want me to break down Clips y’all? Here’s his formula Something about a gun being this small or this tall Reference a Jersey number when it draws or list off a team’s roster Phoenix Suns, that’s your pitfall, see now your jigsaw has been solved Shit y’all, he cancelled his battle with Big Kannon He’ll try to play off BK had him shy I guess what Chi did to BK in the playoffs had him shook of BK in the Chi Bitch I’ll walk to Chicago with a kilo of Doctor Zhivago We can go mano-a-mano homie, I’m el Blanco Diablo Yeah, he cancelled his battle two weeks ago Tried to move around the date, too afraid of losing like his weight But look at him Like that’s the first time Charlie’s had too much on his plate Fuck it, you can catch this L then He flew here, struggled to belt himself in And that’s why he takes so many battles He’s literally trying to stretch himself thin Time! [Round 2: ILLMACULATE] Yo, he freestyled a whole round, well fuck it, get an L You said “off the top” so many times, bitch trust me, we could tell You know what? That shit was ass I’m glad you brought up State Farm though Now you seen he ain’t Progressive cuz he ain’t got Flow Yo, you’re on some bullshit, Clips, like a Porta-Potty I’m on my Bull shit, Clips, Jordan, Scotty For that paper I’ll turn into an animal, origami He won’t wanna talk about the battle like a former Nazi Dawg, I’ll war with Charlie like a foreign army And check him before he cross the line like a border crossing It’s sad, Clips fans keep reinforcing Charlie Even when he’s forced and sloppy, corny, cocky I swear he get a no-show and they would still sworn he got me This about to be a long day I’m sick of hearing you’re undefeated, that’s what y’all say But he got spazzed on by Serius, like Kanye on Sway I’m sick of Charles saying he’s undefeated It’s too easy, he loses routinely Why put Clips in front of a mag like News Weekly When he got killed fuckin’ with Magic like Houdini? Undefeated? How is that when you’re rounds are trash? What about Tay Roc? He couldn’t escape Roc like Alcatraz Look I’m bout to spaz, break it down if you learn slower Undefeated, examine the word closer You’ll lose possession of that title the second my third’s over But you ain’t had possession since you lost to Roc that’s a turnover All facts, O-Red beat you but it wasn’t all that Put that on SMACK If that was Proving Grounds neither one of y’all cats Would have been called back Dawg, how are you arguably undefeated When you’re the only one that’s arguing you’re undefeated? Peep it, I give a fuck if he think he a heavyweight He can lose, Heartless already killed you Never make an excuse Fuck a tier, here you’ll see a legend making the news Perfect you got sonned by a son Cuz I could get your whole generation removed I can’t fathom why he look so glad rapping till I GladWrap him The Hanzo Blade slayed a 1000 masked clansmen Broke The Grand Wizard’s Black magic & beheaded The Last Dragon Play like I'm not respected Your face will get complimented backhanded Dawg, if we exchange hands like a transaction You better keep your eyes on the hands like Pan's Labyrinth Look where you at damn it I rap at a standard you weren’t able and I’m glad it’s panoramic So the fans can understand I’m an attacker from all angles Time! [Round 3: ILLMACULATE] Yo, he spit that whole round like he was gon’ hit me with loud shots But only way he could get cheers was Daylyt’s first round Giving the crowd props Fuck it, mute that shit, you better of tryin’ rhyme silent Why you side eyeing? Damn, homie, tonight you won’t get rich but you gon’ die tryin’ Man, I’m sick of fans writing me Saying my albums too good asking why it’s free And I should charge a higher fee when Teddy Grizzle wires me I’m sick of entire leagues biting me including you I mean there’s a line between taking a rhyming scheme And biting an entire underlying thing For instance, my third round against Bigg K Inspire his second round against Tay Clearly, no debating I mean he was in the same place on the same day We had battle of the year, clearly, no debating I mean, it was a clever angle I wasn’t surprised when he jacked it But maybe there’s an explanation for why he did it Cuz saying he didn’t is the biggest stretch imagine Maybe he wouldn’t have did it if he was less distracted Maybe he was so engulfed by my third round when I rapped it He took the ending literally and thought it never happened I mean, it could happen, right? Come to think of it, maybe I didn’t even spit what I think I did See I can be reasoned with, maybe you’re not a piece of shit Maybe that alternate reality theme you bit Was actually original and your scheme to flip Maybe, I mean that seems legit, right? Now that’s what you call reaching, Clips Charlie, it’s the Darndest Thing, I’m sonning you Blame it on our genes The reason the similarities aren’t few and far between That’s probably why there’s a part of me In every one of Charlie’s schemes like Martin Sheen Fuck it, I don’t get enough credit Like a kid when he cut class, but he can have all the credit Shit I live with enough cash He told O-Red, “everything you spittin’ is much trash” That don’t even count as a set-up like Diz when he punched Math You should have known I was an obvious threat Knock knock, you funny, Clips like a comedy sketch There’s not a lot to be said, thanks for having me on the event He might have took my idea in a sloppy attempt But this URL, so he can steal my material but can’t copy respect Time!
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