URLtv, K-Shine, Aye Verb - Aye Verb vs. K-Shine lyrics

I triedveryveryhard to write these
Rounds and not
Bring up nothin' from yo' past Shine
I mean, I didn't want to make you mad
I mean, we all know that you Big
Bad Shine who blast 9's
And then I thought about it
"Big Bad Shine who blast 9's?"
Fuck outta here nigga
Cause the fact still remains
Real niggas never get accused
Of fuckin' wit' fags, shine
Us top tiers like to play
This game called uh
What's that game called? Swear To God
Now Shine, swear to God you ain't never had
No head from no nigga

Swear to God

I knew you was gon' say that that's
Why I brought the nigga wit' me, hold on!
Got him! got him! got him!
I'm just fuckin' witchu little man
Don't be threatened little bitch
But, you was scared
Wasn't you? On stage sweatin' and shit
He was outside in line like
"Who wanna take a picture with Shine?"
Lame, silly hoe
Fans don't wanna see you before the battle
Like Rain videos
See all you tiny tough ass niggas
I'm so tired of y'all
Nigga I've been 'bout it
I stayed with my 40 for
Seven years, nigga we married
That's common law
You only hype when you got a full house
You need to calm it (Comet) dawg
Side note: on the show Full House
The dog's name was Comet
Lord, I'm upper echelon to the special ones
I put my opponents behind bars
And don't set a bond fuck where he from
I show up whatever set he on weapon drawn
Murk everyone in his family
Well except for one
Cause we don't give a fuck about B's sister
That's Solange you fuckin' pawn
Mortal men, rappin' ass niggas
I'm like God to y'all
Smack, I never took yo' money and ran off
But me takin' y'all Shine is robbin' y'all
I'm done stylin' y'all three minute rounds
They ain't book me for a long time
Fuck the preview
(let's let that beef brew, in 3D too
So, it's Showtime)
It's evident, in this room, I'm the elephant
You Harlem niggas fly with big mouths
Fuckin' pelicans you do too much yellin'
Tonight I'ma teach you etiquette
Real street niggas move with elegance
And use they intelligence
I was taught by pure hustlers
You gotta be smart if you
Out here sellin' shit ride wit' ya seat belt
No rap music, blast Elvis shit
See we ain't the same type of nigga
How you measure it? Me and my two partnas
Got jumped by thirty niggas
That night we all shared the same
Blood so now we relative
Any pickle or beef I've been in
Nigga I relished it
Lil' nigga I will swear yo' shit
And this time we won't even argue
Cause, I'ma go before the words
Like the predicate
Tell yo' bitch, I got a round to waste
(waist) , what's her measurements?
Round the waste (waist)?, Measurements? Lux
Come get this medicine stop runnin' reverend
How you gon' be the God MC if
You ain't beat the Devil then?
I'm so fuckin' tired of bein' on stage
Witchu niggas I'm way better than
Who in this motherfucker think
I won't will K-Shine?
You? You? Okay, let's bet it then
You can't hang nigga, ya noose loose
You out maxed, so even if I slack
It's gon' be a tie nigga, you gon' suit who?
You told me you had some shit out the ass
Nigga they doo doo?
Nigga I'll put this stick in yo' doll
No fuckin' voodoo this street shit is real
You ever had a nigga try to shoot you?
Open yo' eyes see nothin' but but train
Smoke and don't hear choo choo
Whatchu know 'bout being on the block with
Hard rock makin' bands nigga that's U2
Y'all young niggas get y'all
Thug from YouTube
That ain't what we used to
See that's what's wrong witchu
You givin' 'em the wrong picture
Hangin' with these petty stones
Flippers and chrome grippers
Y'all ain't got money y'all can loan nigga
Y'all need to work alone nigga
I'm tryin' to teach him somethin' better
Sit wit' the rich folks
No socks with the thong slippers
The doctors, the lawyers, the home slippers
You been a kid ya whole career
But tonight? He gon' be grown nigga
Aye Verb vs K-Shine see what
The fuss is about they say my name
They send that check I come
Put blood in they mouth

Take a look at this scar everybody?
I got this shit from combat
Some shit you ain't never been through
You naked skin nigga
That just goes to show that my street shit
Is on a different level than you
I mean niggas get decked everyday, Aye
Rich voice, especially when you chattin'
I mean them niggas did you dirty
When you should've used that country
Grammar to react then
Like the objective should've been done
To let them niggas have it
People, places, things
You should've shot every noun
When it happened
Your conjunction should've been quick to
Catch them niggas in traffic
So how the fuck you A
(ye) Verb if you don't condone any action?
I got this K on silent
But you ain't know Verb
Like I'm tryin' to be the bigger
Man I'll let it go Verb
Shoot with this piece of advice
That's a pro Verb (proverb)
Can't get it out the jacket
I'll grab and shoot through the coat Verb
Three words just for me, that's the code Verb
That make his head spin off a
Cap like the old Verb
If it gets slow with the strap
I got some mo' Verb
Cause, I'm always good with
The spear like Goldberg you frontin'
Like you can't get a round of somethin'
All type of drums
You can get a round of somethin'
Erybody fucked
Like he get a round of somethin'
I squeeze through
Like I can't get around or somethin'
I got one, two or three my niggas
They gon' walk in wit' a four
Erybody duck when I bust inside the door
Wait, I had to say it in Country
Grammar for you to get me nigga
The code name was J-Kwon, that mean
Everything shot in the crib
Everybody gettin' Tipsy nigga
Two new heats and Velveeta
That mean that came wit' the shells
I let both Clips
(Clipse) go if a nigga for real (Pharrell)
I'm good with the knife work
But my burner don't be takin' it well
That's why I always visit the can'
Like I can't stay outta jail
If ya brother die, who gon' ride? You?
If I gotta shoot again
I said, if ya brother die, who gon' ride? You
(Ryu)
If I gotta shoot at Ken, I hit one side, boom
The other side then shoot again
That mean I'm takin' both sides like I
Ain't tryin' to lose a friend
Boy, what's good with this Vondoom shit?
That's what you rockin' to?
I'm good for long distances
This scope could've shot the moon
Anything next to Verb gon' need a hospital
I cover everybody wit' medal
Even the doctor do 'im (Dr doom)
Chill wit' all that street shit dirty
This is not for you
I hollered at them niggas out there
I got the drop on you
Y'all know Pit? That was the GSI nigga
That caught you in that locker room
And hit you wit' the Kastazoo and Rip
Chased him with that Iron Eagle
Like Lou Gossett Ju'
What's up wit' y'all niggas in the Lou'?
I mean Ill got his crackhead ass
Killed tryin' to come for me
Holla get a hollow tip
Right where his brother be
So I guess it's Showtime
You know death come in threes
So y'all can die together Missouri
(misery) loves company
Only reason I was rappin' so fast with Wavy
Cause I wanted to get it over
And that nigga sucked but next
Now, y'all know my slogan Verb (Zip 'Em Up)

Total Slaughter
Was the first battle rap reality
Show on national TV
It was a milestone in my career
I was honored to share that moment
With all of my peers after the taping
We went back to the house to chill
You know, sit back down
Get drunk and laugh how Rex done
Battles usin' his mixtape rounds
Shine walked in, in a good mood
And y'all know, usually he a land mind
The nigga was givin' everybody
Daps and hand fives
Tryin' to give us the man vibe
The nigga even had a girl wit' him
A REAL girl i ain't know what to think
But bein' straight must've been too
Much for the lil'
Nigga cause he went straight for the drinks
We walked past me and Math
The glasses and went straight for the bottle
Went in his corner, and I watched him
Him and his bottle started talkin'
He told that bottle, "I think they on to me"
I keep hearin' him laugh
The bottle told him
"Nigga get me in yo' system now
Nigga! You ain't no fag!" he said
"But what if I drink too much
And start actin' like a clown?"
The bottle said, "Nigga you is a clown but
I can turn you into a gangsta
If you drink me now"

Crowd starts booing

Now I know how alcohol turn
Bitch niggas to bullies
But Shine took one swig and did a spin
And the nigga was 6'4" 220
And he was trippin'
"yeah what's up Verb? You know what I claim
Harlem, that Blood shit nigga
You know my gang
And if one of you niggas get to trippin'
I'ma let that bang"
I said, "Wait a minutenigga
Did yo' voice just change?"
The girl wit' him was like
"Get that nigga Shine
Take him outside and whale on him"
I was like
"Bitch yo' gon' be cryin' he got a
Secret and I'ma tell on him"
She said, "What?" i said
"Baby, you know your big bad
Shine who bust triggers?
I bet you ain't tell you he
Be tryin' to bust niggas"
The room went quiet, I was like
"Yes!" Fuck it up for him
This bitch just rolled her eyes and
Damn near stuck up for him
That's when it hit me, it ain't me
It's somethin' wrong with this era
I'm from an era where you have to be feral
Nigga you got yo' ass grabbed on stage
You tried to fuck a tranny
You gave Chlamydia to Phara
You bid yo' life on his thigh Shine
You startin' to scare us
You had that bump on yo'
Mouth for over a month
A nigga beat you up under
The trunk in yo' hood, live in yo' set
That type of shit don't happen
To me in St louis
A nigga swung on me one time, when I was
In a cast, cause he knew I had hands
So that's a sign of respect
See we bred different
Both went to war but we bled different
Chopper took lil' cuz leg at 16
My head different
Said I'm gonna be a bread getter
I ain't gon' beg niggas raise my family
Ain't another man gon' lay in this bed nigga
You think you a man? I beg, nigga
Wit' yo' super weak ass
A man who joins another poppin' crew to get
His name poppin' is not a man
That's a Tweet like Dame Dash
Aye Verb versus K-Shine see what
The fuss is about
Third round we gon' get real so
What the fuck I'm talkin' about

Ayo fuck Murda Mook! Fuck T-Rex!
Stop it never, see got em
Just cause y'all don't see me with my niggas
That don't mean we don't rock together
I mean it's NWX but I'ma be a Dot forever
And at any call I can get three beams
And he can see these Dots together
But wait, you battled your brother
And you standin' right there, sucka
I mean, in front of complete strangers
Just to be the top on stage
I mean me and my brothers beef too
But those the games we not gon' play
I mean it's loyalty over love
And that's not gon' change
But certain shit yo' brother do
You not gon' take
See, me and my brother fought the other day
And we was together on the block all day
He got drunk in front of bitches and he said
A bunch of things I'm not gon' say
Well we argue, went our separate ways
Long story short, I popped off next day
Not cause he was drunk or what
He said to the bitches
Cause he ain't call and say he got home safe
There's a difference between you and I
Everything I do off the
Way nigga this suicide
And you do is seeing this blood
Soon as I shoot a five
Walkin' wit' a bag of clips
It's The Movie Guy hammers from all races
Like the Nina Caucasian
That mean it'll leave red necks
And only one for huntin'
I got a Puerto Rican chopper
I gotta call Cortez just to work the button
The Desi' African American
I can't get it to work for nothin'
But the 40 Mexican
I can put it to work for nothin'
Go 'head and act crazy
I swear to God we're turnin' it up
Before I even finish a bar I
Brought a burner to bust
They like, "Damn dirty
What happened to your verses and stuff?"
It went down before he finished
Like a courtesy flush
What we got? Another six foot
Nigga with a death wish
Nah, you about 5'11" with these TECs
(text) I send a different kind of message
Where Saga at? Somebody better
Find a reverend and see the clip
Look how I rewind the weapon
Shoot us both just so I can slide into Heaven
Shoot him again
Screamin' out "God forgive him"
Gave Hell on Earth don't let
This arm a get him (Armageddon)
You a fraud nigga
Why everything you do like this and that?
Well if that the shit that please
Ya fans then I ain't dissin' that
But where I'm from nigga
We ain't doin' all this and that
When the drama come
We gon' to get this and that
Big 40, with a big clip, I put this in that
Big drum, hollow tip and put this in that!
I'm a heavyweight, you feather weight
I'm better wait, let the weapon spray
Two arms up, let's meditate
Have your people dressed like
It's wedding day
And yo' block lookin' like they
Ridin' for Freddie Gray every day nigga!
Let it spray, I ain't even try to talk to him
I St louis the clip
That mean arch through him
Leave his chest blew
(blue) , Tony Stark's to him hole so big
Fuck around and walk through him!
I treat him like O-Dog did the
Nigga with the cheese burgers
Got enough slugs it'll fit three burners
That means it's No Limit when I see
(C) Murders
Boy, I got the stick around like free loaders
That's bars nigga
Y'all think this nigga tough?
Fuck his haircut and them
Cheap ass sweatpants zip him up!

One thing y'all know about Verb
Is that I'm very strategic

You dead! Crowd keeps cheering until SMACK
Calms 'em down

One thing y'all know about Verb
Is that I'm very strategic
I play mind games with my opponents
I'm very deceiving
See you just a human, I'm a
Mutant, you can't compare me, believe it
I can do magical shit every round but
Y'all not ready to see it i have no emotion

Crowd starts booing

Yo, if you get caught doing
That shit again yo you gonna be escorted out
The building word up

K-Shine and Hitman get in
Each other's faces and
Have to be separated by Rain who's
Loving it then Aye Verb gets into it
With a member of K-Shine's entourage

What's up? It ain't gon' be that it
Ain't gon' be that what's up?
It ain't gon' be that what's up?
It ain't gon' be that it
Ain't gon' be that it ain't gon'
Be that it ain't gon' be
That y'all doin' this cause y'all at
The crib we wit' that

K-Shine tries to talk to Hitman Holla again

Verb starts his round over
One thing y'all know about Verb
Is that I'm very strategic
I play mind games with my opponents
I'm very deceivin'
See you just a human, I'm a
Mutant, you can't compare me, believe it
I can do magical shit every round but
Y'all not ready to see it
I have no emotion, I have no fear
My heart is buried in cement
Nigga I'm from St louis
Anything scary I've seen it

Crowd starts booing again

What you know about having a
Baby sitter that's an
Evil spirit and you swear you can see it
She used to molest me
So no lie at five I was
Gettin' head from a demon
Still in church every Sunday nigga
I sat on them bleachers
And I can quote for you every word
That was read from them preachers
See your parents dated and mated
I was created a creature
Nigga, you drank from the baby bottle
Nigga, I drank from the beaker
Nigga you had Hooked On Phonics I was hooked
To wires and speakers with sirens and beepin'
You fuckin' with a nigga that'll
Stare in a pool of
No water and still dive off the deep end
Enough of this
Three minute rounds they ain't book
Me for a long time fuck the preview
Let's let that beef brew in 3D too
(So, it's Showtime)
On second thought, no Showtime
I'ma take yo' soul nigga
Shang Tsung, when I open the
Flood gates of Hell, i call this "Flame On"
You actin' but your act is mean
You actin' ACME
You know that red dot that hold acne thing
You Harlem niggas into fashion
I know y'all like flashy things
God, before you meet him, I got to style him
Gold plated, 45 him baow, baow him
Give him diamond halo
Just so it can match the wings
You can be a massive king on the faggot scene
I'm talkin' billboards, magazines

Crowd starts getting restless again

You can be a massive king on the faggot scene
I'm talkin' billboards, magazines
But on SMACK you can't talk to me
Cause don't no starters take calls from you
Niggas that's on the practice team
Look at me, I'm a real killer, I ain't Mook
I don't pick my targets
They send that bread I just
Slip in that cartridge
Catch the body then watch the footage
Just to pick through the cartridge
I want a classic
But we can't work out if you
Can't get them bars up
Nigga you spit for the short bus
Lyrically I spit with the sharks
So no bitch
You gold fish don't even ripple the water
You got no class boy, you kinda hatin'
Through my rounds, talkin' over a playa
Nigga you commentatin'
I got the patience to doctor patients
You start off good then it's
A long flat line, you like a trauma patient
You ain't beatin' me bitch
I ain't no dominatrix
Nigga you ain't got a swab of greatness
That's why it's odd to face this
Nigga I will rob him
For his compensation, nigga
That's confiscation
Like, "Aye nigga run it" This abomination
Dance, words, aye nigga run it
This Obama Nation?
Four of y'all deep in the car
I got one Llama bakin'
It'll take two like a conversation
All this lyin' on stage you do
Is keepin' niggas in lion cages
Catchin' all kind of cases
Nigga you designed this Matrix
Don't get quiet, open yo' mouth
Nigga this is dyin' and you've
Been dyin' to taste this

Crowd stops him on some "pause" shit

Outer space flow and nobody showed you
How to fly a spaceship
Aye Verb versus K-Shine see what
The fuss is about y'all say our name
Bring that check I come and
Put blood in their mouth

Crowd starts booing

See I hate nigga like you with
All this actin' you do
Gun clappin', big ratchet, ya packages move
See it's always a nigga that don't live that
Life that try to act like it's cool
I know real niggas everyday they wake up
Wishin' they could get back into school
See you told John John, "You
Ever been in a cell
Scared to go to sleep cause the niggas
Ain't got the same charges as you?"
Nigga you pussy
And come to think about it, neither did you
Nigga what cell you been in?
What jails they had you move into?
What's yo' classification
What mail was yo' CO's goin' through?
You ain't never had to waste yo' 21
Call on a bitch that's loose
Tryin' to be nice just so she
Can bring the loonies through
On my life, I done
Shot niggas, stabbed niggas, drilled niggas
On the set
My homies still call me for a drill nigga
Voices in ya head, with
Yo' mama sayin' "Chill, nigga!"
I ain't tryin' to give y'all image
I'm tryin' to build witcha
You want this life? I'ma let you
Know how it feel nigga
To have a daughter but can't get a job
Cause yo' rap sheet is still witcha
To have two felonies and
Can't afford another one
But three days away from a bail, nigga
You got all this opportunity in life
And you won't deal wit' it
Before I go back to jail
And leave my daughter, i'll rap forever
That's a real nigga
And I still don't get what the
Fuck you so mad at bitch
You can be a doctor, a
Lawyer, get ya masters, shit
You can be a journalist, a fireman, a pastor
Shit but, you waste all ya fuckin'
Time tryin' to be this
Tough guy with a background that
Don't match that shit
Well guess what, here's a
Start, two felonies, you
Can start off, you can have that shit, nigga
See SMACK I'm really mad so why the
Fuck you think this nigga's a match?
Like what comparisons do we have other than
The fact that we can rap?
Cause it ain't females, it
Ain't real nigga shit
Cause we can get to that
I mean we all know I had a
Fight on YouTube, a nigga bit me
And I bit him back
He had a fight, a nigga decked him
And a nigga hit him then he hit the tracks
This nigga dead
I ain't even gotta go no more
Nigga zip him up man