URLtv, X-Factor, Charlie Clips - Charlie Clips vs. X-Factor lyrics

How the fuck is my swag off, fag sauce?
When you called Rich Dolarz handsome twice?
And was the only one who knew he
Played football his the pads off
That means you'll go to a Lions
Game in a Viking helmet
Wearing Jacksonville Jag draws and
Buy Old Navy shirts
And call Calicoe over like
"Rip the tags off"
You the 4th dirtiest nigga in battling
Points to Calicoe you 3rd
But got the nerve to tell
Niggas they swag off
And it's been 5 battles straight and you
Have yet to take that hat off
Now either Blind Fury is your barber
He zipped you and took the back off
Or you have a hairline that'll make
Lebron happy but piss Smack off
You know what, fuck the jokes
I ain't got time for all the extra kidding
So I don't wanna hear how you been hard
Which one of y'all niggas got his SIM card?
Cause his texts tec's is missing, not mine
I got Mobs, throw that extra clip in
You'll get Roc'd cause I let
My K-Shine without Rex permission
Aye Mook! He wanna be a Ruff Ryder
Y'all should let this bitch take Eve's spot
Knock his wig off
He'll get the same scalp Jada'
And Styles P got

I show up in Detroit with a gun
That's big enough to take Sheek's spot
So when it's shooting you better
Tell everybody in the D-Block
Before I kill you with more lines like that
It's some real shit I gotta address
X-Factor, the new old nigga
I'm sorry y'all but I'm
Not all that impressed
Cause in order to be a champion
You gotta defeat a champion
Be ready to give and take a beat down
And under no circumstance do you get scared
And demand to go under three rounds
Smack and Beasley called your phone
Am I lying?
And you was like, "I mean, I mean, I mean
I'm not fearing shit
A fat bitch bungee cord snapped on Richie
So I'm not scared and shit but, it's just
It's Charlie Clips we're talking about
And I need a whole lot of
Time to prepare and shit"
You bitch ass nigga
You gotta be ready to give
And take that contact
Smack and Beasley should have a
Meeting and then jump you
Cause going 3 rounds was in our contract
But, you begged to go one
And then you asked if I can
Only rap for five minutes my reply
"Five minutes? Suck my dick! I
Rap until I'm finished!"
They paid $100 per ticket, plus tax
Everybody in here gotta be hating you
But this ain't the first time you
Did some sucka shit X
I been seen the fake in you
DNA said let's battle, you said "no"
Then when 2 weeks left you said
"I'm taking you"
You made your 3 rounds, yeah
And you accepted the challenge
I see the snake in you
DNA only had two weeks to prepare
You had a whole month, he was flaming you
Cause you had to get the priorities theme
From Quest McCody to even make it debatable
You know how many niggas wanna battle me?
How many niggas dream of killing Clips?
I give you the fucking opportunity
And you ask for one round, you fucking idiot!
So for the fans that wanted you
To kill me in three
And was hoping to see your stock rise
You subconsciously stabbed them in the back
And for that, you will never be top five
Now back to these barsain't you
A reverend or some shit?
So what you know about throwing
That chrome on styling?
Or your moms buying Idaho potatoes
But, you using them to put
Your chrome on silent
No sound it's justi let

That chrome off smiling
Cause when it ring he'll get the Tec's
Text but never know it
Like his phone on silent
This is what you wanted nigga? You
Wanted me to be disrespectful
Put my dick in your niece fish tank
Dump the water on your nephew
I Tsu Surf lock pick the door
Like "errrr" show your family
What that Tec do
Send 'em all in the sky for cheap
My hammer Jet Blue
Little message for you Detroit niggas
That wanna get Clips scope on, one eye open
But it ain't Slick Rick
I don't wanna hear how y'all
Go in y'all Arsonal
To grab Shotgun's until they click click
Cause the only nigga that went to Arsonal
For that Shotgun was Trick Trick
Arsonal and Shotgun would probably knock
You the fuck out
So I don't wanna hear how you grip the Glock
You bird ass nigga
Since you a chicken I'd rather kill
You using a chicken's pot
Like you better roll if you don't pay me
I throw that Idaho on that 380
Them shots steam
Send you to Heaven with hot wings
Cause, I mash potatoes for the gravy
We feeling on your chicken's breasts but you
In love with that old whore
And you be snacking on her box but
You don't know she a cold slaw
You ain't nothing but an old chicken that
Smack threw in some new grease
Against a new beast that
Come with that biscuit, i'm like a two piece
If I catch you in that drop
I throw that biscuit to your top
You get your memory five
Since you riding like John F
It's only right I get Kennedy fried
You mentioning me in your
Blogs and your battles
It's like you can't go a day without me
So I called Ms cleo and she told me
"Every ting you plan to say about me"
He gon' be like
"I blame bloah again and soak
Him up like Shamwow again
And make him suffer, how you plan to get a
Deal? You fat motherfucker
You wore salmon pink against Ave Verb?" but
I'm still good in the gutter
See I'm a hustler

So I wore salmon to let you know
I was good with the butter he gon' be like
"You ain't got no haircut in your blogs
How you expect to get your chicks wet?
We always see you in Harlem
But never see you with the Dipset
You got the image of a plumber
That's the only way you giving bitches pipe
And in ya battle with Verb you
Got more dislikes than likes"
Now that's true, I do got
More dislikes than likes
But that ain't shit to me
My 2nd battle, got paid more than you
And 10 other niggas that night
I made history you know how I'm that nigga?
Cause in your last two battles
You had to mention me
You almost lost to Surf convincingly
So I made you battle DNA and Rich
Dolarz just to get to me little nigga
How you expect to hold it down
When you gon' correct me
And tell me how Street Fighter 1
Ain't never had a bonus round?
It don't have a bonus round
See I be saucy when I say things
So if I fuck up a Street Fighter line
It must make you think that I play games
But, if you do wanna play games
Let's just make sure it's all action
A UFC type of game where
It's kicking or all capping
We can throw the gloves on
Play Fight Night with all jabbing
Cause if I throw a bullet you'll need
A Raven's defense on All Madden
You might wanna hit Clips cause these offense
Lines get you mad as hell
But, if I grip that hit

Stick, your helmet fly
You get a shit bag as well if I bare
Bear arms, you better turn Devon Hester
Running fast as hell
Or get this red circle in your head
Like Hines Ward in Madden 12
I am not a Game Boy
And you blacker than a PSP
You never seen cash your flow 16 bit
Mine 32 that's why it seem fast
Catch 'em while he sleep
PlayStation 3 on the way that beam flash
Head shot, let his brains rest in his pillow
Now that's a Dreamcast i'm the controller
I leave squares like you so dead
So if X plan to try angles
Triangles like Verb he'll get an L 2
Too and have to battle O-Red
Say it again? I said i'm the controller
I leave squares like you so dead
So if X plan to try angles
Triangles like Verb he'll get an L 2
Too and have to battle O-Red
Speaking of my nigga O-Red, "manama, malala
Manamama
Mala malama, manamma, manama, malama, manamma
Mama, manamama!"
Now my niggas behind me is like "What
The fuck was my man saying?"
My bad it's only two niggas
That can speak this language
I'ma hit y'all with my translationi said
Lil' nigga you better get low as possible
Before I let that mag hit you
ICU, your monitor on but your
Shit showing mad scribble
Your soul leaving your body
Cause that's what happens when a mag hit you
So you brain dead

Don't even know you travelling
You Lebron when he crab dribble
Now I done murdered you bar
For bar and exposed you
The crowd was applauding me nigga
But, it's something I forgot to do
Not the translation, I did the Lebron shit
Now I remember
I gotta address your priorities, nigga
Two weeks ago I put you in my top
5 and like that I was in disbelief
And had to take you right out of my top five
Cause, I found out that he a fucking thief
Remember when he told DNA "You basic
Get a face lift when that 8 spit
Cause it'll blast and put DNA in
A bag like a rape kid"
Now at that time I was like "Woooo!"
Cause that line was certainly fresh
But, I realized you stole that from Dizaster
Cause he said he told Swave Sevah
"I'll put DNA in a box like a paternity test"
DNA, paternity test, rape kid
We all watch Law & Order SVU
That shit is the same my nigga
So for you being black stealing
Punchlines from an Arab
That makes you a lame my nigga
Next time you wanna steal bars
Get some authority nigga
I'm not trying to be funny
I'm trying to help you with yourpriorities
Nigga!
Or how 'bout when he told Rich Dolarz
"I run up in ya state property
Properly, you ain't hot as me
Cause when it flash
It'll put Rich Dolarz in a
Bag like a bank robbery, " right?
Now when I heard that I was like
"woooh!" cause that line was crazy then
I realized you stole that from DNA
Cause he battled Rich and said
"My shotgun will take Dolarz out like an ATM"
Dolarz, ATM, bank robbery
We all seen Set It Off
That shit is the same my nigga
So for you being 40

Stealing lines from a 20 year old
That just makes you a lame my nigga
The next time you wanna steal bars
Just get some authority nigga
I'm not trying to be funny
I'm trying to help you
With your priorities nigga
You fucking thief, you should end up dead in
An alley like Raheem
Since you don't know how to keep it real
How do you ever expect to be Bishop
If all you know a steal
Just cause a nigga bar cold don't
Mean you should go rap it
Just cause a nigga bar cold don't mean
You should go and jack it jacket
So the next time you wanna steal bars
Just get some authority nigga
And I really freestyled those last
4 lines but I hoped they helped you with
Your priorities nigga
Now this priority right here is some
Real shit that I gotta address
I thought you was a great father
But the way you treat your son is a mess
Remember when you wrote on Twitter
How you be getting drunk
And be getting saucy off the dark
And you got so drunk that you lost
Your little son in the park?
Or what about when you battled Amzilla
And you said how you
Crazy and something wrong
And how you'll punch your son in the face
If he stare at you for too long
You look like you get drunk
Beat you son and then leave
Him with the neighbors
Since you whipping your son ass
I"m whipping my son ass
But doing your son ass a favor
So the next time I hear you fucking with him
Or you raise your hand to fucking hit him
I'ma take a flight to Detroit
Pistol whip you and have ACS come and get him
So the next time you wanna beat him
You call me to get the authority nigga
Cause he's not yours no more

Now he's my priority nigga
I hope you got a whole new scheme
When you go to battle me nigga
Cause the priority shit is worn out now
It's time for reality nigga
If you battled Nemesis when DNA had a tooth
Then that means that was awhile ago
You been under Miles and Marv Won for years
And out of nowhere came Calicoe
You trying to be top 5 in battling
You not even top three in your own city
If they redid Bad Boy in Detroit
He'll be Biggie you'll be an old Diddy
You had your chance to be Biggie
Then Miles took on T-Rex
You lost to Nemesis then got demoted to G-Dep
That nigga Miles got destroyed by Loaded Lux
We all seen the expression on
You and your boss face
So you did have your chance to be
Biggie cause that night you lost Faith
So I hope you go to do you
Thing when you go battle me nigga
Cause if you lose tonight
JC will be over you by tomorrow
And that's reality nigga
You said Rich Dolarz got on a stanky Yankee
I can't believe this is the same cat
In two blogs and three battles I
Caught you wearing the same hat
Type in QP versus B Magic he got
On a black and purple Coogi sweater
Looking aight, so I was like
"Yo my nigga getting his change better"
Then I typed in "X-Factor
Summer Madness recap"
And the dirty nigga had on the same sweater
Now for all my hustlers in the trap
Y'all know wearing the same clothes
Twice ain't no thing
But they zoomed in on his sneakers and
His Air Max had no strings
You wore the same sneakers
The same hat and the same stanky Coogi
But, I know you don't know no better
Smack, lend him $250, buy a metro card
Go to 14th and Main
Tell 'em I sent you and put
You in a Polo sweater
Go burn that fucking Coogi the next time
You come and battle me nigga
Cause now they all know you
Dirty and that's reality nigga

I'm glad you talking to me while I'm rapping
So now I go this lil' tune
That I'm hearing the same
About how you ate Shooney the Rapper's ass
From out of Queen Of The Ring
You know what's funny? That's
Not even a joke, that shit is real fact
You ate a bitch that got more bars than you
That shit is real wack i'm a freak myself
But under no circumstance do I feel that
A man's tongue should hang in the same
Hood that and Scott chill at
So I know you gon' click and spray
You probably got a rhyme
For every different day i mean you eat ass
I'm pretty sure you got some shit to say
I thought this nigga here
You know what I fucked up
I forgot my damn line
Sike! You must be out your damn mind!
What do I look like choking?
Tell this nigga that's not cool
Get in a battle and go
"I fuck with the boy Surf" nigga I am not you
So the next time you go choke
When you battle me nigga
Bizarre will never co-sign you again
And that's reality nigga
Now I want you to get on Twitter right
Tell 'em how you killed me
Tell a lie to those folks
But, you know what's gon' hurt you?
When they watch this whole battle
And realize I ain't ever crack a nose joke
Time, nigga! Sike! I lied nigga!
Listen', don't worry 'bout why
I ain't do three
Why you keep talking while I'm rapping?
They wouldn't call you if they wanted
To see they father rap
My bars is crazy I make
Detroit niggas have heart attacks
Now I said sike, I lied nigga
Your nose look like a field goal's good
That shit is "this" wide nigga
It look like you could take a deep
Breath and smell what's outside nigga
If ya nose is that big, how
Could you tell your niggas, "Good looking?"
Hold on see y'all niggas keep
Talking while I'm rapping
In the hood I learned to slaughter this work
He the first nigga that go

On Phat Farm Nautica shirt
Get Calicoe? I mean y'all told
Me that awhile ago
Math said you ate Ms hustle
Pussy on her period nah, I'm just joke
I'm just jokingi mean serious
Now I'm to the hood where
My troops control the block
Cause, I just fat bitch bungee cord
Cut that shit short I got
A Superbowl to watch

I swear I'ma put an end to this bitch
And he lied on 90% of that shit
And you know that right
Ya fags off swag sauce you got a fat back
Skinny legs with man breast that sag off
With no bitch so Charlie Clips gotta
Rub a stick to blast off
X-Factor versus DNA, shit, my bad
I mean Charlie Clips
But, I already off DNA using Charlie clip
Since we all know DNA be on Charlie clip
I give you a different way of looking at it
See I run up on Charlie like
"What's popping?" Charlie Clip
Up that 4-5th and snatch that
Ratchet off of Charlie hip
Smack the shit out Charlie's lip
Probably knock the tooth out him
He spit it out
Now we see DNA in Charlie Clips
But that's only the half of it
Now it's blood all over that ratchet
So again, you'll see DNA on Charlie Clip
I'm a motherfucking veteran, varsity
Letterman
He all talk, Letterman, Verb, who let him in?
I'm on every fucking top 5 list to every men
On a list with the veterans
All niggas you're not better than
Mook, Rex, Lux, Miles, Math, Solomon
All niggas that's ahead of him

Fat gut chump, i give a fuck cause NY rank
Him like he so live
You got 2 battles on camera
I had that in '05
Now add that there, imaginary deal with Cam'
Fam' what? Chuck Philly so major?
But, you know me
Fuck is you? I'm doing the favor
NYC all I ask is y'all give a nigga props
And if he say some shit
That's hot and it's hot, then let it rock
But, if he say some shit that's not hot
And y'all gas it and give it props
The cameras never lie
So the fans gon' see it's not
Now I"m not battling Charlie Clips because
I think this nigga nice
It's cause the fans got him hype
And to me you just aight
But, I had a talk with
My conscience in public, fuck it
We was deep in
I'm reasoning with these mahfuckas
Cars riding by, beeping
But see the talk I had with my conscience
My conscience spoke a lil' knowledge
That reasonable me said he was nice
But the arrogant side said he was garbage
Reasonable me: "X I ain't gon' lie
That boy Charlie Clips is nice
And if you take that nigga light
He'll probably put an end to your night
And you done came too far to be
On top of this battle shit
To battle Clips and not let that whole
'matic clip spit at average Clips i said
"You right" but before I could get a word out
The asshole tapped me and said
"X can I please, have my words now?"
He said, "Man that nigga
Trash, that nigga butt, that nigga ass
He couldn't see you if you lived in a
Crib in Time Square and it was glass
You did legendary shit
Killed DNA and bodied Rich
Priorities nigga, that's a hit
How many round he had? Six
And see three of which he battled
A nigga that was sick

But Tay took a two year break so
He swung back and he didn't hit
The other three in which he battled
A nigga that had some shit
But Verb didn't just battle Clips
But like 3
000 fans that was riding this nigga's dick
I said, "Shit, y'all both right
And take sides is kind of hard to
So I'll take advice from both
And show niggas I'm impartial
I"ll give 'em bars like I'm 'bout
To go 30 rounds with Marshall
But still feel you don't deserve these
Small bars that I've you
Now bars I got 'em often
He been doing a lot of barking
He must be high so it's only right
He's taking an L for talking
Jump in that 40 it's hearse day
Your trunk that's where your skirt
And your purse stay that 38 Special
A retard two years before his 40th birthday
Clips is on that walk of fame
Putting in a lot of hard work
But be careful what you say out
Your mouth spitting them bars jerk
Cause if it's beef and my niggas
Peep you in that car first they Dial us
(Dallas) we come with them cal' boy (Cowboys)
For thinking we candy I'll
Leave that Star burst
I bet you 10 times outta 10
Under your left titty stink
And since you've waken
You've eaten 5 guys about 5 times
Wendy's fries and a Big Mac
I'm off the hip, two cans when I blow
So if that's first one miss you
Your kids will die from the cig'
Off the 2nd hand smoke

Uh oh, I'm back on my shit again
Clips done took that bait like a fisherman
Reel 'em in, what's on my
Waist mean black can sing, aunt Vivian
You see Uncle Phil
I'm Fresh and the Prince of Michigan
I told my killer Jeffrey I'll give you
U K's, now send him 10
Hit him from this waist to his neck
You button then I'll bend ya men (Benjamin)
You're not a man in my eyes
Your vagina trying to play hard
When that 4 on me, no sorority but I'll cap a
Kappa
I'll ride through Harlem comfortable with
Them guys with me
Charlie's nowhere in sight unless the
Bakery's giving pies for free
But, if you do see me
Be easy giving that eye to me
Because 16 from that Charger will bust
No Ryan Leaf i take the pound, run up
On him, lay him down, face the ground
I figure he ain't built so why
Would I waste a round?
I say Conceited slow that down
I take the pound, run up
On him, lay him down, face the ground
I figure he ain't built
(belt) so why would I waste waist a round
Around you a fat nigga bugging
Who ain't seen below his waist since a kid
The first time he saw his toes
He thought they was chicken nuggets
Fat nigga start spazzing
Damn near had a heart attack
Cause he couldn't grab 'em
I got bars, I got jokes
My stage presence is a gift
I control that crowd beautifully
I planned your eulogy for the fifth
He tried to run and was open so
I blew one through his shit
And told the judge
"You aren't supposed to put
Bullets into clips"
Start a show and I'll get to clapping
Tonight it all ends, I'm 'bout
To silence this nigga, charlie Chaplin
Leave that whip smoking til it's rolling
It'll look like the Marley's passing
Run up on it, break the glass
Clap half his back in

Til his lap catches his abdomen and
That whip slip and hit, crash and bend
You the type to get mangled with them bars
Fuck around and wanna tangle (tango)
Well I'll send you Dancing With The Stars
In that court singing, get carried
Carey'd when that Cannon go off
Then I squirt until it earth
My seed planted in her jaws
I be going HAM, up dumping
Squeezing that pump
Clips be going HAM, add bacon, cheese
No remorse I'll even slump his lil' cunt
Let that fif' swisher
Sheesh I had to be blunt
From what I heard you be begging bitches
To get off in they vagina
But, I also heard bitches is never
On your tip cause it's tiny
Just ask your whore
She love when slam her raw
She told me when my Thing get
Rocked it's what I'm Fantastic 4 for
Fuck this battling shit
You'll think that chrome was his clone
The way I'll have Charlie battling Clips
I'm usually mild mannered but act
In this damn place
I'll slap this man face til his jaw
Snap like blacks after a handshake
I won't even put the heater to him
Niggas start yapping to the coppers
Cause they'll be locked up
Before the choppers get to
Squeezing through him now I gotta skip town
A couple pounds I bet C'll do him
Cause soon as I touchdown TD, Jakes
He'll be preaching to 'em
I tried to listen to his
Album, Calicoe was like, "Why fam'?"
I'ma keep it a buck and a half, it's trash
I ain't gon' lie fam' i said
"Fuck it" I even tried to
Listen to it fried then
I played 2 and 5, damn near committed suicide
I couldn't feel fill this high
I got that Shotty in
I'll let that Shotty spin

And let his wig hold the whole
Clip like a Bobby pen
My bottom bitch thick as a steak
Boy stop that you saucy cause your A1
Bitch couldn't top that
I'm at my girls house watching battles
I said, "Come here baby
This 'bout to be some shit"
She said, "Ohh, Fatman Scoop?!"
I said, "No, that's Charlie Clips"
But anyway, that nigga there can spit
Halfway in his third against Aye Verb
That's when I witnessed some shit
Now it was on some gay shit but he
Said Verb be on some gay shit
And right after Verb say some gay shit
He licks his lips
Now that's when I seen some gay shit
But, you said Verb lick his lips every
Time he say some gay shit
And right in the middle of you
Talking 'bout all that gayness
Charlie Clips turned around and
Licked his lips as y'all see I'm getting
Bored with this nigga
But y'all know I wasn't gonna end it without
Addressing at least one of
Your priorities nigga against Tay Roc - 200
Against Verb - about 305
Nigga, that's growth at a rapid rate
Easy on the cheeseburgers and
Chili cheese steaks these your niggas right?
Y'all down to ride? Righter there
Letting that 380 fly
Who gon' be down to right with
Helping this mahfucka stay alive?
No that's real shit, I'm being honest
That' my word A
You got no kids, you're not married
I know you want that in your old age
But at the rate that you're going you'll
Probably die in your sleep by 38
High blood pressure by 31, diabetes by 33
Congestive heart failure by 36
I'm saying you my mans and
I'm just worried Clips
But, you been in the gym
I can tell you trying to get back
Pull ups for your delts
Couple dips for your las
I'm backing you 100%
That's all I gotta say scrap
But just remember just because you're ate fat
You don't have to stay that
Now soon you gon' walk in that spot
And see cones with the ice cream
Freshly baked German chocolate cake
Topped with the icing
Now for you that's probably
High torture my nigga
But before you go make a
Slice and take a bite
Think life and how got to live a
Lot more of it my nigga
Now I'm not saying this to be funny
Or try to wipe the floor with this nigga
But, I feel like this is real
Life and Clips it's priorities nigga
When that mac buck duck you lil' fat gut fuck
As y'all see I just spazzed on
This nigga and y'all niggas know
I just fat bitch bungee cord
Snapped on this nigga