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lirik lagu rum nitty vs. oppa – ibattle

[round 1: oppa]
y’all ready? (yeah!)
good murrland (good murrland!)
when this sh*t got announced, n*ggas was nervous
they said, “this a real big opportunity”
i said, “i know…i think nitty deserve it”
here oppa go, jokin’ out the gate again
but i’m dead serious for this fight, i hope they not debatin’ it
even my bro yunus called, told me not to play wit’ him
i said, “n*gga, we the sp*ce invaders. i’m laser*focused on the alien!”
why you take this battle?
i gotta ask this ‘cause, based on your response, it get tragic
i got you in the view, so wit’ the answer, don’t be talkin’ ‘bout practice
i get a louisville slugger from tay roc like, “bro, i’m from murrland. can i have this?”
walk up on the crip that’s insane and bat sh*t wit’ bat sh*t!
let’s get it started, bro
his b*tch got a awesome throat
the broad can choke
she into bdsm
you know what really get her off? the ropes!
i’ll slide through, tear the scene up
when i use this heater, air out the room: it’s a kerosene one
i guarantee ya, n0body gon’ hear or see him
‘cause rum will go missin’: pirates of the caribbean
this not a mosh pit
i ain’t the guy to rock wit’
these rappers’ sh*t look basic side*by*side wit’ my sh*t
you gotta stop it
see, oppa got it
dual*threat quarterback: i been jumpin’ in (and outta pockets)
they said he punch hard? you’ll get the rocky treatment
all this gun bars, this sh*t cannot be beaten
n*gga, i’m competin’
the sh*t that i be squeezin’?
a couple ones, a deuce, a tre, a five, a .8: the fibonacci sequence!
his brains flyin’ everywhere when the cal’ finna clap
then rum mind’ll (reminder) be there…it’s the calendar app
you better stand on all your words or it’s violence, bro
if you try to reverse a statement…it better be a palindrome!
his whole face see my grip!
a swole face, it got whipped
you heard that? the bird black
it’s crow shade (crocheted)…(k)not (k)nit!
this my sh*t
see how i got the house rockin’?
they brought you here ‘cause every time i rap a couple bars, the crowd chimes in
they had to throw a n*gga that punch in ‘cause i can’t get through a verse without stoppin’!
but i heard you tryna do a 2*on*2 with twork?
(*oppa golf claps*) that’s savage
to your partner, i’ll put you under, jerzey (jersey), like a flak jacket
then a razor leave rum neck covered in blood and mad gashes
then i get charged with an attempt…’cause i took a stab at it!
n*gga, observation, opportu*nitty, opposite
operation, avatar, go ‘head, spit all them “oppa” flips
and them “popstar” flips
and them “timmy” flips
and them “spa*”
murrland
[round 1: rum nitty]
they think oppa lit? i’m not convinced
stop the sh*t
now either he just suicidal, or he ain’t got no common sense
and n*ggas love copyin’ wit’ the sh*t that y’all write
‘cause they really envy our (in vr) life like an oculus
i’ll pop this b*tch!
listen, this is the game plan:
you gon’ die, the first opportunity i give you, and this a great chance
n*ggas love to snitch on they fam’
and i can picture (pitcher) this little b*tch sellin’ out like a lemonade stand
n*ggas straight fans
i’mma pistol*whip him, ‘til the gun get embedded in dude’s skull
and try to push the .4 in (foreign) forward like antetokounmpo
you gon’ need reconstructive surgery on your roof, though
‘til it’s a metal plate in the headband like naruto!
i’ll get dude smoked, actin’ like he one of them ones
this m*th*f*cka’s a bum
have you ever seen a cokehead line up a hit in they upper lip?
you just bumpin’ (bump in) your gums!
if i hit the trunk, he’ll run
don’t f*ck with me
i’ll load up and squeeze
get fam’ shot, or i’mma just smack opp’, like chrome 23
ain’t nothin’ sweet
i really let iron loose
you gon’ die tryna fight me when it’s time to shoot
play with me if you want
you better have somethin’ for the alien in the trunk, like “i am groot”
we get to slidin’ through, you gon’ catch a curry or somethin’
pass by where you be hanging at, tryna murder this bum
30’ll dump!
if you survive when they shoot up the spot where you post, opp’ (post*op)
you gon’ need surgery done!
and that’s 1!
[round 2: oppa]
my favorite battle of all*time?
is you vs iron, i just gotta be true, rum
i’m a big fan, so i always wanted to tell you… solomon 2*1!
n*gga, f*ck you!
last round, i rocked the room, n*gga, opp a fool
if you wanted a quick check vs a rookie? i’m not the dude
i’m up here making the alien, look like a regular n*gga, he doctor who
you boutta to lose, n*gga
you… were in a lot of groups
n*gga, we gone talk about it
he been repping 4th quarter since day 1, and i ain’t mad at that
but y’all remember them pants with all the basketball team logos?
nitty need a pair of those for battle rap
i mean you had to know this was an angle i’d try attack, bruh
you got rid of writer’s bloque, you could imagine the lines after
then team homi, lsc, eh, different coasts, non*factor
now he 2nd wheel to geechi, in every f*cking bar, acting like he in charge, he jon taffer
rum, please
n*gga a professional teammate (team 8)
of course he going against the number one seed
check the stats, at ibattle, i’m the dude for sure
last time a n*gga was this dominant? they tiger*proofed the course
do y’all think i need a weapon to slide this stupid dwarf?
n*gga i will grab nothing… look like i’m tryna use the force
it’s easy to put the loc down
see he fire, but he a bird… sound like his hometown
they had me? winning no rounds, so hands? is getting thrown now
leave him bleeding, right above the eyelid, that’s kinda lowbrow
boujee family when they see spaghetti stains… throw the bows out
a couple combos, and the alien ate em… he feel alone now
i go wild
like so wild
i’m talking more bars than… hershey…
sound like pr*nouns
lemme slow down
shoutout to the vets that gave n*ggas from the sp*ces, including me, advice
but some other ones be downplaying us, pretending they don’t see the hype
you don’t gotta be einstein to know why
i mean relativity speaking right?
look who battling me tonight…
in our sp*ce time? we caught up to them n*ggas at the speed of light
jesus christ, i feel like an inspiration for all my peers
cause i came from discord and it got me battling dis quarter nit… in this exact spot right here
boy i will kidnap this champion of the year winning motherf*cka, and take him to the highest mountain…
they knowing i’mma throw ya
that cliff, is not wrestlemania…. this coty (cody) going over
cause this n*gga made gunbars his whole personality… and it’s just annoying…
bro think he the pistol president… the chopper chairman… the weapon warden…
that’s why i had to style on him…
and do this whole round without gunbars so y’all see the difference of how much he rely on em
murrland
[round 2: rum nitty]
alright, i’m ‘bout to start shootin’…

y’all already know who won things
i slide through with two guns, tryna shoot up scenes
lay you the f*ck out, it was too obscene
then i’m (denim) hangin’ right over tim(b)
these is boot*cut jeans!
i scratched the numbers off the .9 before i slide your way
no kinda trace
had to get rid of the serial (cereal) so i don’t throw my life away
you gon’ die today!
known to let a pole spark
you better stop me before i go off like the microwave!
you gon’ go out a violent way!
if i hit the homi up, my n*gga money bagz gon’ take sh*t to higher stakes!
.9’ll raise! it’s ‘bout to be overk!ll
two shots, from a new glock, his roof drop
that thing’ll do opp’ (doo*wop) like lauryn hill!
you know the deal!? fam’, stop!
you gon’ go from a lil’ hk to a big fn
it’s like i hit the caps*lock
you think this man hot?
probably gon’ have bars about ms. hustle new body…
but i think that’ll be ass, op(p’)!
rounds 1 and 3, i’mma do you bad, opp’
donda west: you gon’ die the first and the last, op(p’)
you’s a d*mn opp!
thought you was on the victory road like gary oak, and got turned into ash, opp!
we ran blocks! you was grippin’ on steel when!?
i don’t believe you’ll jump out the truck and shoot n0body
not even a lil (lul), tim!
we k!ll sh*t!
have your body in the field stiff wit’ your grill split
they found tim(b) tied all the way up… it was real sick (sikh)!
nah*nah*nah*nah, but real sh*t!? i be done shot you for sure!
reload, then shot use some more
the way they found tim(b) tied all the way up, they knew the k!ller was not from new york!
oh, it be* he said…
jersey!

[round 3: oppa]
tell one of those west coast leagues to gimmie a bag in 2023, b*tch
i got h*lla battles in the east
sh*t, i’m tryna come out to cali, but i’ll even settle for phoenix
i feel like coodie, i think getting some film in the west will be g*nius
they locked my brother up around college dropout…and brought that n*gga back after yeezus
so i hate the system
while he was gone, n*ggas started put all kinda sh*t in they drugs, they was trippin’
to make a long story short, when he got out, ye (yay) was different!
i aim the smithin!
it’ll look like i’m looking through loose change if i spazz
i will find this n*gga, get p*ssed and let off a shot fast….
now if you ever been looking through loose change, you prolly caught that
i was looking for a quarter… picked a nickel up and got mad!
it got bad!
slide on efb and k!ll that clique
my bro said “whoa, whoa, whoa, hoa, wait*wait*wait, ms. hustle fine as h*ll!! is she still at risk?”
i mean she a tall drink of water… be a shame if someone spilt that b*tch!
can you believe they asked me what would be my plan for attacking you?
i mean… you have a very obvious, tangible attribute
but this my test… i knew y’all would doubt me
f*ck cornell, this sh*t all about me
they gone say i got main character syndrome, and they right…
i always got a revolver ‘round (revolve around) me!
i know it’s a lot of guns this round, i mean not for nothing
i wish i could pack every bar a lot of substance
but n*ggas like you conditioned them to only react when a glock is dumpin’
multiplication: i came after the times, i’m just a product of it
so we equalize him
muzzle on it to keep it silent, the piece is quiet
we leave in silence like “peace!”, and quiet
once the bullets are in nitty (serenity), it’s peace and qu*
nah, he just dying
‘cause a lot of these battlers d*ckride bro
so they saw this flyer and got p*ssed off, yo
they said “oppa already be getting on my f*cking nerves!!
now he literally gets my goat!?”
i’m not submitting to hype
i showed up with a lot of n*ggas tonight
they said “you gon’ win, how!?”
king bau
f*ck rapping…n*ggas can fight
so all respect to you
but while you was working at walmart, making the merchandise look sellable?
n*gga i was working at a different walmart, doing the exact same job… without a stepping stool
(*rum nitty pulls out a stepping stool from off*camera and stands on it in front of oppa*)
so lil’ n*gga, don’t tell me what there’s levels to!
i’m telling you!
i ain’t playing tonight
you know this date gone be substantial right?
but they ain’t gone know if you ended or began ya life
cause what do celebrating birth and death have in common? b*tch, candlelight!
i told lexx i’mma smoke you! he was prolly doubting
you got 28 wins on url app… n*gga i be counting!!
all ya opponents write the same alcohol bars and proudly shout em
so how i’m the first n*gga to take rum and make a zombie out him!?
they thought they would see nervousness from oppa here?
cause he at the top of tiers?
dorchester county, murrland, i am not in fear
i’m a direct descendant of harriet tubman * facts
it’s literally in my dna to get you n*ggas the f*ck outta here!
and it’s 21613 all day
groove city, cambridge, murrland, n*gga
free lor zae

[round 3: rum nitty]
yo! ay…
i’m really, really, really, really about gunplay, i’m reckless
when i told the world who my next opp was, this wasn’t what they expected
these rounds are a minute and 30
you coulda had cuz pay for extra
but you still gon’ die, because i made the first two 90 seconds
and the last one 87 (187)
this a one*way to heaven!
you might as well close the hospital curtains
you gon’ get nothin’ but throwaways
i ain’t even gotta say nothin’ hot in my verses!
you still gon’ get shot wit’ the burner
don’t be shocked
we already knew oppa (whopper) was getting dropped: the impossible burger!
one shot, he get murdered!
they like, “nah*nah*nah, this n*gga nitty strapped? and he raps?
and he was out here pitchin’ packs?”
f*ck what they talkin’
i’m hey arnold!: i’m a man of many (mini) hats
a b*tch get clapped!
then we treat your block like a wind*up action figure
we spinnin’ (spin in) back!
i’m wit’ all that! i ain’t front once
big*ass desert, you’ll get exactly where i come from
you’ll be done*done!
they like, “nitty, try some anime bars”
i can only think of one punch (one*punch)!
who want what!?
you gotta die! stop the lies
i know soon as they gave oppa to nitty, it had to be optimized
you not gon’ slide! you can’t win!
i know you probably had a little run before this, but here’s where the game end
they said, “go ‘head…fight nitty”
they made him
knowin’ this little scuffle (scuff’ll) look 10 times worse when they swayed (suede) tim(b)
you ain’t him, and you can’t keep it real yourself
n*gga, suicide or i’ll do the job
you decide…
‘preciate you, young’un

- ibattle

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