URLtv, Boze The Bambino, King Shadow - Boze The Bambino vs. King Shadow lyrics

Yo, don't mistake me for the nerd, nigga
You know, who won't let you feel these hands?
Because addressing me as the IP type
I'mma show you why you
Should've pronounced it as Ip Man
Now I know you prob'ly thinking, "Yo
 who this Taye Diggs rappin'-ass nigga? Up
Here actin' like he bang"
Oh, I gotta grip a mag
Alrighttwo straps in your face like
"Gimme a ride, punk
Or I will dust your ass!" oh, what
You wasn't feelin' that? The

Bar wasn't too poppin'?
Maybe if I add a "bee-otch" to it
You'll say "I got it"
Bee-otch! (click, click) Bee-otch!
I see a lot of recruiters
Puttin' doubt on my name
What, y'all don't think I fit this scene?
Tim Duncan last championship: boy
You don't know the Heat I went
Through to get this fif' (fifth) to ring
We was taught to keep extensions in the ride
You'll still get pistol-whipped
Ain't no need for mе to pull it
I'll beat you wit' the 30 but the
Nigga won't drop: you likе DG footage
We give out lessons when it come to beef
You gon' learn not to fuck wit'
Us when we ride on you
Because I'm old-school Atlanta
I'm talkin' Bessie Branham wit'
The wood playground
It's gon' burn when we slide on you

See, nowadays, niggas be lyin' in their raps
Get on stage, start to force bars
Sprinkle a little scheme
Then reference that with a sports bar
These same niggas be in the street
Tryna prove they more hard
Claim they pushin' work, so mo-
Bitch-ass niggas ain't never seen a courtyard
See, in school, my students was grade-A
It wasn't 'til they graduated they got
F's on they report card!
You know I move wit' the heat
At every function wit' the
Deuce in the sneaks
Coach Carter: my biggest fear
Is losin' members of our crews to the street
I'mma kill this rookie!
You ain't got the skill or
The will to push me
Two options: Mike Vick, Joe Exotic
Kill your dog (smack) or steal this pussy!
Keep playin'!
I'll catch wreck where you livin'
Peep in the window, check the residents in it
Kick in the door
Throw your son and family pet in the-
BAH! Forensics found the seed on
The dog like sesame chicken!
This whole Corona got me tweakin'
I ain't fully grasp my mental yet
When I see the nigga, it's a bet!
Bigger blade, bigger check

Hit his neck, rip his flesh
It's like I'm late on Corona sho-
DAMN! Ain't no tissue left!
So stop pretendin'
Or Pursuit of Happyness: I'm
Poppin' the Smith n'
Clip come wit' extensions
Like alternate endings
That's Murder, She Wrote! No sign of hope!
Or Scottie Pippen: I put this nose
To work for the low! Bitch, I'm the plug!
Niggas like you get your product from me
I'm a boss i tell puffs when to drop off a P
James Harden: I get a high percentage
From the top of the ki' (key) it's a movie!
You know from the light like Tunechi!
I'm unruly! Bars off the chain like Bruce L-
Nah, ironic
Bars off the chain? Smack finally
Let a nigga loose: Juneteenth!
Charlotte, nigga wOO! WOO!