URLtv, J2, Rebuttal Thattt - J2 vs. Rebuttal Thattt lyrics

I had a vision
I was gon' come in here with two rusty blades
And just run it up and down this nigga
I wish I coulda seen what I saw
Or I was gon' do somethin' crazy
Liketake that rusty
Blade and shove it in vein
(vain) , for no reason at all
Now I know this nigga gon' come in here
Tryin' to sound like T Top, Twork, or Saga
But, you need to understand what
Copyin' those styles involve
Headshotyou gon' come in here
Doin' all that biting
And leave here eatin' through a straw
Out the gate, I don't wanna hear
Shit about no struggle, dope
Or street 'cause none of it get past me
Where I'm from
The fiends was cookin' outside
Choppin' coke so white the


Potato salad was nasty phones tapped!
Gotta remember that, 'cause when
You answer it
You pretend your voice sound a lil' raspy
Goin' out to the suburbs to
Get that good chicken code word: Zaxby's
My bro told me I should come out
Here and give you niggas a pass
I said, "Why? I'm tryna win dough"
For 10 racks plus a pop, y'all lucky
I ain't pull up like Danny Myers
Bitch - with 12 'Ks out the window!
If what we roll up wit' ain't enough
And you niggas still want smoke!?
(smack-smack) We can extend those (extendos)
BOW! Now he the bitch nobody knows
What happened to: Judy Winslow!
In this battle rap shit
I done been through hell!
The hate struck like lightning
They was tryna get rid of me
But, I held the ratchet arm close
Through the storm: that's chivalry
I started studying these authors
And I seen what they was lackin'
I felt anger and frustration
You shoulda seen what it did to me
Forced me to grab the hammer and make these
Niggas write through the pain like Misery
As a youngster
The OGs knew I was good wit' a blade
They sent me after a couple niggas that was

I said, i'm too lyrically skilled to simply
Let the enemy kill what I create in my head
Sick: that's mentally ill
I want smoke wit' the best MCs
And I'm burnin' the building down
No matter the plate
'Cause, I refuse to let anybody fire escape
I'll leave rappers under the soil
I torture guys! I keep it real
Even though fans prefer the lies (fertilize)
'Cause you be online talkin' reckless
Like you a G and be lettin' the chrome bang
Well, I'm from a Mafia City
And they don't be playin' them phone games!
You had a Picasso in yo' house, didn't you?
Flowers, dolphins
And blue jays in the picture
We had sugar water and
Kool-Aid in the picture (pitcher)!
We not the same!
My homie has been in and out
Of the pen his whole life i gotta uplift him
2K won't come outta the PS4 -
He stuck in the system!
One of my bros lost his
Life from gang banging
And that made my relationship
Wit' Yahweh closer
That's when I realized that it
Was more to life

So instead of becomin' a Vice Lord
I took the Lord's advice!
'Cause us as a people got our minds messed up
Our minds weak! We grip 9s
But stop raisin' our kids at 9 weeks!
That's why instead of killin' you in my raps
I'd rather keep you in check
'Cause we just two men
That police don't respect
They tryna off wit' a bullet or
A knee to the neck!
Ahmaud Arbery should still be alive!
He coulda been another Black
Man runnin' for office!
But instead they saw a Black
Man runnin' and offed him! It's crazy!
So if I sound mad, that's 'cause I am mad
I got every right to be pissed!
'Cause every single day
I gotta fight for my right to exist
I do this for my wife, mom, and sister
They don't need to be hungry
You can 'Hate Me Now'
But this 'One Mic' gon' be the reason
That my 'Queens Get the Money' time!