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lirik lagu mvp vs. real name brandon – urltv

[round 1: mvp]
y’all know st. louis run battle rap, right!?
i k!ll thangs!
steel bang
roll his fat ass into a river…they literally gon’ have to reel (real) name!
ever since i stepped in this tournament, they fit me as some d*mn scrub
well, we got a motherf*ckin’ problem, houston…like whitney in the bathtub!
i’m ’bout to o.d.
i clutch toasters, get slumped over
at any moment, i can grab a nickel, have nine sent (cent), or a buck*fifty
sh*t’ll look like a car cupholder!
aye, who is this?
the staff done set you up
you losin’, b*tch
wit’ yo’ old “who the f*ck is this*uh? pagin’ me at five forty*?”
man, it’s about to get gruesomе quick
up here lookin’ like thе notorious
so when he die, just ask p, “did he (diddy) have somethin’ to do wit’ it?”
you f*ckin’ f*ggot!
man, what color is your skin * magnet?
i mean, i can see that you a big dog
but to me, he a little rascal
it’s gon’ take at least the two of y’all kids just to stand in my jacket
i get up, blast!
it take you a whole hour just to get to yo’ point
but when i punch, n*ggas don’t get up fast
y’all seen that movie dead presidents?
he about this close to the money, but his setups trash!
y’all think dude be real!?
every time he talk, it sound like it came from a film
what is this, a movie, real (reel)?
i load magazines, explode in the spleen
i will box a f*ggot head: i got vogue magazines!
i’m comfortable around this b*tch, but lemme get loose
you told nxt that you was doin’ drive*bys
we ain’t seen a big b*tch slide on nothin’ since rasputia!
he gon’ talk about how i rep a set that’s from his state, as if i made a mistake
n*gga, this six*deuce crip
even the rams went back to l.a.!
i’m summer madness thuggin’
the rest of you n*ggas, stop runnin’
yoshi g, i’m a battle rapper now * are you f*ckin’!?
now i’mma be back in the second round, ’cause my food isn’t done
rule number 1: don’t f*ck wit’ me
rule number 2: don’t forget rule number 1
n*gga, early
[round 1: real name brandon]
i bring the birds out!

see the difference, n*gga?

i bring the birds out!
two silver sluggers
you gon’ make me empty these
they hit like mark mcgwire
but these is eagles…
these ain’t cardinals, mvp!
i’m a different breed
i really sock sh*t
let you walk away wit’ this bread, i’ll spin the block quick
glock lift
he gon’ be dyin’ to get outta houston: deshaun watson!

[mvp]
fire
fire
fire

(*as the crowd cheers, the air h*rns blare, and mvp nods in approval in reaction to the bar, members of the two rappers’ entourages get into a minor shouting match on stage, which real name brandon quells on his side*)

[real name brandon]
you got one option: run my chip, or i squeeze a .380
i usually have a throwaway * that’s law
but i know how they get down in texas
after i bust, i ain’t got no choice but to keep the baby!
you think i ain’t bring my bowler to houston?
n*gga, it’s really glocks in here
move wrong
don’t get yo’ dumb ass shot in here
show this st. louis n*gga what it’s really like…when it get hot in herre!

- urltv

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