URLtv, Eazy The Block Captain, Aye Verb - Eazy The Block Captain vs. Aye Verb lyrics

Yo, hello? Ayoi'm good? I'm good? (yeah)
Ayo, LA, what up? (What up?)
The Block Cap' finally made it, nigga
Y'all know we gotta-
No, fuck that - let's get straight to these
(payments, nigga) we got a dilemma here
That he been so shitty as of late
That if he do a little good
Y'all might debate this let's not do that
Because he ass
And we just prayin' that he change it
So the problem is they measure they status
And they skill as the same shit
But, it's not, doe we gotta face it
That these god-tier niggas got limitations
Like we seen this movie for years
Just to realize his whole story revolve
Around a bitch like The Matrix!
Bro, that's basic!
Y'all no longer opps - nigga, y'all payments
Before this rap shit


It was trap shit and cases
No smut on my name! They talk about E news!?
It's for entertainment!
I been through every situation!
Even survived attack in
Cells like inflammation
First time that I seen my
Daughter was on visitation
Mom raised three boys, one girl
Call her a bitch
Your whole face'll get renovated
Bro, we Gs, nigga
Same shit that I have shown will
Be seen at my sister station
If I get invasive wit' this judge
You won't make it to litigation
You got the mind of a bitch
And all you need is some good conversation
Let's talk about it
The way you look at life be triflin'
Views is slighted
It's like fairytale vers' drivin' to
The connect wit' no license
I'm talkin' Spider-Man
Alarm me wit' my gun, my senses heightened
The type of plugs I meet?
Clubhouse: you gotta get invited!
You show female tendencies 'cause
The pussy and the bitch in you be fightin'!
Nigga, I'm so direct
(I he- man, fuck outta here)
You show female tendencies 'cause
The pussy and the bitch in you be fightin'
Nigga, I'm so direct
I be in Missouri wit' it, sweep the scene
See Verb and Hitman (click) clean the beam
One of them died rammed to a Cardinal
Y'all know St louis can't keep a team!
You ain't even worth respect! Perfect left!
Geek Squad: work the TEC (tech)!
Smokin' a nigga got me a birth defect!
First 48 hours critical!
Once they get to the Block
Ain't no searchin' left
"To stop livin'" or "to die" is
Usually the verb of Death
Bro, ain't it weird?
I was here, y'all was there
You look up - (snap) - I'm right here? HUH!?
I'm right here!
Now y'all lookin' like bodies from my tier
Caregiver: the grams I got under my care
Put the piece (peace) upon you
We idolize Gods here
Chess wanted you to shoot you
'cause your vibes weird that's why I'm here
So takin' Chess piece the only time
I get off my square
Bro, it's some flaws in there
The real nigga in you is hardly there
And him and that bitch inside of you
Is strugglin' to get along in there
Plus the struggle made me sell crack 'cause
I had it hard in there fuck Showtime
This 50 makin' stars (Starz) out here
COVID don't even hit the same!
We double take if a nigga coffin
(coughin') there
You let battle rap change your tempo
Cop-ass nigga, profile people without info
Tempur-Pedic: I feel comfort when I end souls
(insoles) we ten toes
No more individual sales
We streamin' to the Distro'
'Til the pockets swollen like a lymph node
Catch him 1 in the morning
Time of death will be a intro!
I see Verb in my scopes
The imaginary friend I thought I
Had was my ghost
Clean silent kills was the only time
I put avocado on my toast
I put pain on my folks
Cops came in, remodeled the crib
The work in that apartment was
What made a con, though
(condo) some of the charges we get?
We gotta deliver up our passports
I'll smack boul, that's Candyman
You better watch what you ask (axe) for
Bro, I come off the porch wit' it
Wit' a new Tommy, 'cause I was forced wit' it
The game y'all gave me, I reversed it
Now y'all go in the morgue wit' it
I study y'all, plus play dumb: goaltending
You know I accept these plates given
How can you be fire and kinda wack?
I sold substance so white
That's why I'm allowed to
Make lines wit' that
Salisbury steak meals, we had a lot of that
All that means, we had to be hungry, man
(Hungry-Man) so we could value packs
Tribulations is where my trials was at
Allah watchin' me was a notification
If they followed back
I'll pull up in that Explorer
Marco Polo: I'm tryna discover
Where that Island at!
Nigga, that death had been requested
Granted! Is you a legend!?
Do he got it?
Every time I enter a venue, I've been tested
Kill a vegan
Then get the body washed in Herbal Essence
Bro, your group is not a root
To your shit, nigga, that's your lesson
It's individual checks, goin' Dutch
Y'all payin' separate i will hit a lick
Two ki's, got no mask, you gotta finish it
If you know they after you, Ozark
That mean both birds
(Byrds) done got you in the shit
Had so many fiends at one time
We had to cut 'em we was doin' scrimmages
I know Verb well - it describe
The state of my sentences
There's only one nigga that know my secret
And that's under attorney-client privileges!
Y'all sleep on me!? Huh!? Y'all sleep on me?
None of them other niggas could do it
They sent the vegan to come beef wit' me?
Strap under the '02 Johnny
Now it got heated seats
Bro, this woulda been declined if
They didn't pay my fee raise my heat!
Gun on Verb, Yoshi screamin' out, "AYE, WHY
E!?" (A-Y-E)
I mean, there's nights I was a goner!
You the type to lose your weight
Wit' the heat like a sauna
All the money I made off SMACK
I had to battle for him to see California
So when you talk about puttin'
Somebody in a child place
You still gotta come to the corner
Nigga, it's Gutta

Son, your past opponents got you
Thinkin' that you're bulletproof, son
They was just playin' and
Bangin' wit' prop cannons
I do military shot damage
These rounds that I brewed remind me of 762's
'Cause 762's known to chew through Eazy
(easy) like cotton candy
Sadly, you drug dealers can't beat me
Y'all cards get pulled
I walk through the front door of
Y'all traps and pet y'all pitbulls
Eeeee-ERRRT!
Surf sounds when he's breakin' in your spot
I'm the other sound
The sound when you walk in
The cell, see your opp, then the door lock
(click) new niggas use this sound when
They playin' wit' your Glocks (slap-slap)
I tell a bitch, "Come here you the bitch -
It's time to get dog-walked!"
I'm tall-loc'ed bloodline of the warlocks
One of us gon' sit in the Hall of Fame, Eazy
And you're not say whatever, boul
But I am cemented forever sure
When you open your mouth, stick to the root
Dawg this crown you could never pull
"Talk different?" this a war
What the fuck are we talkin' FOR!?
The cloth I'm cut from
Clearly this wool you have not worn
Nigga, chalkin' floors do nothin' for us
Them ain't rewards
Watchin' a nigga die slow while he
Breathin' means so much more
No reaction while we rappin'!
Tonight, we respect the floor!
King, I'm 'bout to drag yo' boy like
The first scenes in the movie Troy!
Fuck gettin' even!
Up that scope and we up the score!
ROC, I don't give a fuck WHAT it look like!
Nigga, that's a BOY! Yeah!
I'm reppin' mine
Cocaine Veezy, I'm weaponized
Take one of mine 'til I take five
It's not reconciled i'll put a bag over you
Y'all got a lil' lettuce, I'll let it fly
Y'all better step asidelike the first
Step in the 'lectric Slide
Or get electrified
Your class is, pure lackin', like
Four tactics but y'all camouflage it wit'
Forced rappin' and FLOOR-SLAPPIN'!
You can't match me when we
Both start rappin' upstairs, bOY!
'Cause you gotta climb up there
Me? I gotta fly up there
'Cause my upstairs? Pussy
They don't even make stairs FOR!
I'm a Gemini air sign, I'm airborne
For the fans that show me love
You must show them they care more
Therefore, you better say somethin', nigga
So tell 'em somethin' bULLSHIT!
I'm not buyin' - can't sell me nothin'!
Nigga, full clip!
Keep that quiet or it shall
(shell) be somethin'
A nothin' can't tell me nothin'! Mothafucka!
Yeah! You talkin' to the youth
At least you can teach niggas
Before they squeeze a pistol
Scratch the serial on that bitch 'til
It feel like it's peanut brittle
Young niggas, don't listen to him!
He misinformed ya
We need more doctors and lawyers
- get your diplomas!
Go be cops so you inform us
When y'all informants start spinnin' corners
I bet you get your bag and get some packs in
Yeah? Boy, I stack that bread
Call Smack'nem ask
I don't touch my front end
Until my back end land i'm y'all Diablo
And the blow y'all been sellin' el garbo
(ptoo)
Forehead kiss 'fore you sent to the Cosmos
Shotgun wit' the wide nose: nigga nostrils!
Play Spin the Bottle
Blowin' hollows out tinted Tahoes
Apostrophe! Extra clip hangin'
For your Apostles this pen I got, bro?
Different wit' weapons - you
Been to Costco's?
Y'all work not artwork, I pen Picassos
Mix that sin wit' the Gospel
And you get purgatory, not Pentecostals
Smack send 'em in like they
Ready knowin' they NOT, though!
I send 'em out
Cinnamon-colored box wit' cinderblocks where
Yo' Block go them drug dealer friends wear
Dickie suit's, long socks, bro
My drug dealer friends wear dock coats
We are not the same have I been shot? No
But, I've been socked 'til knots grow
I know these streets
I can drive home wit' my eyes closed!
I'm lookin' at some shit I can't buy
Lemme window-shop, though
And this is not a win unless
Every round is not close

Aye, aye ayo, this the round where I
Don't even talk to Verb
I wanna know where that nigga Chaz at
The emotional boul who hate
Hisself or bitches i can't look past that
See, that's not normal, bro
Like, you too fuckin' old to
Fuckin' play the victim
You got touched as a young boul
Now as a grown-ass man, you crave attention
You almost 40, mothafucka

Ho! We 'bout to talk to him in this-

You almost 40, mothafucka!
You still out there blamin' women!?
I mean, I did the same shit
Sold crack, got booked
Then blamed the system ain't that crazy!?
Ain't it funny how karma come
Around in this shit?
That you a fake-ass Kevin Samuels
And they got me talkin' down to a bitch!?
I mean, these vet niggas- i meani meani mean
I mean, these vets- ho!
I mean, these vet niggas
Ain't no hope for 'em
Either they ass, or they choke more
I don't care who helped y'all niggas write
Once y'all pronounced dead
The doctor's the only one who wrote for 'em
But, I'm Mr showTime tho'
'Til I gotta show what time this man is on
If you pop fly, then get away
Then the Island where we landin' on
I'll assassinate the target 'til
The cannon drawn shit jam? Pistol-beat him!
Now it's Thanos after the
Snap: a damaged arm!
You a cokehead! And I knew this
I know a functional fiend when I see it
Look how you be movin'
Fast talkin', soundin' stupid
Makes sense you from St louis
J-Kwon: niggas get 'Tipsy' and start
Hood Hoppin' after two hit's! I'm a monster!
Baby 9, had it for years, now it's a toddler
I don't care if y'all consider me a pen
Callin' these niggas "pussy" don't
Need a double entendre
This gun a one-time use
Then I scrap the metal: we sellin' copper
They came in shootin', I played dead
You couldn't tell me I ain't win an Oscar!
Bro, this is nothin'! This is nothin'!
You should thank the new era
And learn from it
All the words you put together
Still no substance
Battle all the greats, and ya did nothin'
1-6 on the app
WNBA: that's why we barely see Duncan
(dunkin')!
Nigga, this pimp talk!? I don't need it!
Smack, we don't need him!
We gotta watch out for strays
Before we feed 'em i look into the core of a
Nigga to find his demons
Why you think, we think ya mother's a dyke?
Hitman is the reason!
That angle on you came from inside
And you don't see it
That same battle he called you "gay"
I figured that he seen shit
That's your friend, he from your
City, you know his dad
Why wouldn't I believe it?
Let's just say or war not squashed
Now the casket lighter cause you vegan
Nigga ya man know ya vices i mean
I would say callin' you "gay" is lazy writin'
But then you start sayin' the most
Creatively gay shit that be frightenin'
And then you start arguin' with
J2 like you like him
And when you talkin' 'bout
Other niggas likin'
Trannies why do you get excited?
And then you start researchin'
Tranny pages to see if other niggas liked it
Bro, that's weird as shit!
Weird-ass dickhead
You weird as shit and I don't like that
Hitman said you wasn't like that
Ten years ago and you pussy now
So when the fuck was you ever like that!?
Let me guess, everything you said about him
Was true but when
It came to you it wasn't like that right?
I mean y'all call Yung Ill a crackhead
We see where Ice at shit was sad
Had him Breaking Bad on stage
For the Ice Pack
You supposed to be so thorough and street
You know if a nigga call you "gay" or
A "snitch" that mean they want wreck?
I mean, I don't give a fuck
I'm just upset that you're not upset
Nobody ever put smut on my name like that
Leavin' the scene of the crime the
Only time I was a suspect
I don't give a fuck who you came in wit'
Y'all got one step with my gun, plus one
Will limit him down to one death
Nigga, let's talk about that
Fake-ass pimp shit bullshit!
Bullshit! Bullshit!
We takin' female advice from this nigga? Huh?
One bitch broke his heart so he
Treat other females like a doormat
Cause he got flashbacks of the bitch who
Touched him like a war vet
Bro, you scorn black bro I swear to God
Blame everybody else so your
Problems can be minimized ain't it funny
You a bitch and you was lookin' at pussy
When you was lookin' at ya victim eyes?
Nigga that's mommy issues, Narcissism
I explained a nigga that quick
I mean your mom may not be a dyke but
She shoulda took the strap to that bitch
I mean
I hope you're sayin' somethin' son because if
You did it would've been past tense
Now we gotta hear you bash
Every female in the world
Go to a therapist for that shit
Nigga we cornered things
Bro, I hated bitches too and
Then my daughter done came
You can be god with
All that mystical bullshit
'til you the lord of this ring
Nigga, I can't even relate
To these stupid rappers
You a punchin' bag that's left to me
Fuck ya era, it's a lot of discrepancies
Step to me
Then the baby a gift like a registry
Then death the only thing ya
Life can expect to see
They wanted me gone, they took my one
I still kept it G i believe in zombies
A lot of people still here
But they dead to me! Nigga it's gutta!

ShowTime this whole round let's-
Three-minute rounds
They ain't book me for a long time
Fuck the preview
Let's let that beef brew, in 3-D, too
So, it's (ShowTime)