URLtv, JC, Nunn Nunn - JC vs. Nunn Nunn lyrics

They say nuns pray to JC fuck no
You ain't fuckin' scary
I'm a different Nun (n)
I'll tell your son, "Fuck you, your mother
And who ya mother marry (Mary) "
Can't prepare for me
Souls, I don't leave without
Exorcisms: mixin' Nun
(n) and JC bring the demons out
Let's take him to church! But in here
It's no hope i wrote these verses in red -
This a God you could quote let's alter
(altar) what you offering -
A sacrificial GOAT?
Confession! What you acquires
(choir) an ass-whippin' I'll administer
(minister) while I
Beat him to a pulp (Pope)!
Now watch me hustle
(Hussle) like Nip' wit' it
You ain't learn from Mac Miller
I seen the addict you were
I thought, "Take a Lil Peep in the mirror"
Ain't you concerned?
What you bake, snort, Pop
Smoke - what you prefer? Hell, take some mo'
Three X's will leave him Juiced, World!
Rest in Peace! It's a lot of dead rappers
Fake head tapper, lead clapper that think we
(wheat) too white to make a
Pump a nickel (pumpernickel) rise
I wasn't corn bred (cornbread)
Bastard you lame
What you gain for? Your real vices?
This white rapper ain't B rabbit
And I don't play, boy
(Playboy) i'm 'bout to make noise
Bang mine raise my stock and the morgues
At the same time!
This lame'll die for the games he play
I ain't name flippin' this bitch rapper
When I catch a case, see J? (Casey Jay)
These writers got Big Smoke like GTA
He ain't, in recovery or a gangsta
Don't believe that jC pop and peel
(poppin' pill) , no it's a relapse
You crackhead, junkie

How you on SMACK when you not on Caffeine?
I told him, "kick rocks", he said
"I'm tryin' to get clean"
Bro if it ain't Tik Tok
We ain't tryin' to watch
Your Battle Rap Fiend
But, I ain't earn this shot, what you believe
But everything I touch burn like Jubilee
Truthfully, you ain't been schooled enough
That's true and see (truancy)
Julian wouldn't play with me if
I was Scuba Steve
Now fuck JC, this smoke for sure
You remind me of Aye Verb
Not for the bars of course
But, you wanted to Murda Loaded
But after the Miss Hustle we ain't
Gonna see your face no more
Oh, you shootin' pistols huh?
I'm shootin' witchu
Talkin' body bitch, the body bitch
You think you official (O'fficial)?
I'm in Pontiac, it's a body bag
My homie found one we ain't jump in
(jumpin') that bitch yet cause
We ain't 'round one
Before the round done, you gotta cope wit' it
I just hope you don't
Overdose from the dopest
Pen 'til they tellin' you my condolences
Oh you know this is
A 7th inning stretch before you can win it
Know that you gon' strike out
Still you racin' to pen it (pennant)
Any Ill Will and you admiring
(add Myron) MAC's (Mackk's) I'm on
Ya block wit' it
Goin' in ya corner this time
Out like white children
Your addiction, my position
Both come with a few perks (percs)
I get it, he knew you first
So you get paid more, but what's dude worth?
We don't really like that Math like Tsu Surf
The nerve, of a hater
Think he won't get murked for paper
Me and you don't see eye to eye
Like you and a third grader
You fuckin' small fry pipsqueak
Told you you'd get ya wish
Bitch and be six feet
Fuck you talkin' 'bout man

Yo! Ain't this that one dude that Nunn dude
That one who on every card that he
Rap he end up stallin' up Smack
That one dude you know
Came up crawling up back out that tournament
Like he was all in his bag you know!
That one dude had it mapped out
Turn by turn, and still lost on the app
Bitch the only reason
I'm agreeing to kill you
Is cause with something as
Uncertain as death, i like to plan it
And contrary to lame nigga belief
My presence is quite demanding
But, it's the shit that I spend money on
From these hit's that deals twice the damage
I might replace some of my
Countertops with part of
This bag I literally take life for granted
(granite) don't come in this bitch
Thinkin' we sparring goofball
Niggas come in here thinkin'
It's boxin' drills then they all get held up
See when I think of "box" and "drills"
It's only coffins nailed shut
You had to tempt me
Now you get everything 'til the mag' is empty
You know you wasn't even the third option
They asked me plenty i told 'em
This nigga barely worth a
Bill like Savage Fenty
Are you gettin' me? I do this shit lyrically
They can't even duplicate what I do
There's not even Mini-Me's
You gotta be explosive to bring down
A building with nothing plain
(plane) no conspiracies
But, I'm an actual problem
And you asked for the problem
Like all the ass whoopings and shit I done
Gave out and you had to come by
Shit made me question myself, like
"Are you that bad of a problem?" i mean
You do get a lot of wins you go
On the app and just rob 'em
You gotta be some sort of savage or goblin
Some sort of gargoyleif even on the stats you
(statue) a monster
When it comes to being sick
I've made symptoms
LA to VA all became crippled by y'all same
System and I've had you melting since lA
VA (lava) , see y'all been like Pompeii victims
And I've had cruise options, tools poppin'
Takin' somebody like Nunn Nunn
Just an easy reason to hit a Target
Now we back to school shoppin'
Niggas ask me why I don't take breaks much
Shit, I guess it's simple i'm from Michigan
Too much time out could be detrimental
Plus, we been past had it locked
When we have our shots we don't
Rock the room the same, facts or not
We cut different i'm a blade you a trimmer
It's just the aftershock

But, you asked for it, so I got it for ya
Main conversation, dot is on ya
You won't even know who's shootin'
Like Ah di lawyer we'll just track him home
Crack his bones when we let it sing
I will literally run through
All these battlers
'til Smack ain't got shit to stream
And I got shit inside of my walls reserved
For the bones y'all leave at every scene
I won't stop 'til all
Them niggas sittin' there this cat will comb
(catacomb) through everything
'Til I run outta space
Oh you a foam fingered
Cheering in the stands type of fan
Yeah, I can tell you one by the face
You play wit' me, that hammer
Like a good mind, it's one out the waist
(not to waste)
And it'll have you talkin' to a dot like
"Alexaplaywith somebody safe"
Cause, I'm not the one fuckin' goofball
I'm not the one, even his backup hit
With an Eagle I'm accurate
And you know the shit usually cook
And y'all know the saying
A bird in the hand could be
Worth two in the bush i laid 'em both out
Sideways, like Fridays I'm only here
To close out the weak (week)
But, you know not to speak
Go ahead, bring ya fam' in
(famine) , I make sure nobody eat it's JC
No Christian bars to the reaper
Nothing you do will finna save ya
I'm only doin' them a favor
But, you can blame Caffeine
Y'all didn't want me to call
A white boy "trash"
You shouldn't have threw him in the trailer
It's body bags at every battle

This 'bout to get biblical
They got JC booked, now how that measure up?
Do the math (Matt') , you Mark-ed out, Luke
Warm, worse than John, dead to us
These Judges, do Numbers, that lead'll bust
You roamin'
(Roman) around, actin' like a King
But, you gon' exit dust (Exodus)
Now I was, Kirk Franklin
I always showed JC love
Then I got that phone call
Now you get ya bitch ass sonned i ain't done
Fo' Fo'? Wild strong
What bark in his face? Aye, big dawg
I keep a bag, my Hitman
Will take your face off (Faceoff)
How you told Babs she got
All these bitches Making Da
Band and this battle look like a cake walk
This is Christian Mingle, a match for JC
That's a body, bagged on the app for JC
Call Jaz, dispatch for JC
We need IV's like the Horsemen, it's a
(w) rap for JC i'ma walk with JC
Let's have faith as I talk to JC
Let us pray, I'll give ya rooftop Dots
Ya cap Elevates good thing we on the west
Gotti will get ya wig replaced
You won't see the light ('Lyt) of Day
Think you too cold? I'll turn ya
Face to a fire place
Annihilate, this hoe dead
I got a 45 and a 22 that hold lead
He 4'5", he be 2'2" with no legs
I rolled up, buckin' the nose for a coke head
Shell case, ballistically
Thinkin' the way you was
De-famed is sickening know why no one thinks
This plate is interesting? Cause you're JC
And no one says your name initially!
You give us the same plate and
Expect bigger plates for you
But, you don't create, you recycle
The shit ain't new
You told Nitty, "the scar will
Haunt you, like Ray Finkle
With the laces out"
Told Flamez, "you'll lay sis'
(laces) out like Ray Finkle"
That ain't the same to you?
Fuck ya lame excuse, we are bored of you
Surf and Lux think that you are horrible
Pass the torch to who?
Bitch I'ma watch you pass while I torture you
"Okey doke nunn gon' kill him" "No he won't"
Sheeit, let this hoe approach, you put a nun
(Nunn) in front of JC and caught a holy ghost
Now watch a pro
Smack was lookin' to check, he found it
But, it's Mr shot Perfect, huh? Doubt it
But, I don't criticize, I break forms down
I'm The Accountant
Who countin', on you winning? Dude trippin'
Better have an army and know
What to do wit' it
In general, you ain't a soldier
Ain't no proof in it in private
He'll call the officer if there's loot in it
(lieutenant) this is suicide you walkin' in
You ain't catch the soldier scheme
Cause you from Pontiac, i've been warrin'
(Warren) Michigan

Verse two, knock you out, try this shit again
Twork and Drugz, the third gon' compliment
I said, "Bring me the best
Go 'head and lock it in
I could really shoot at a king
I think I'm Little Tim"
This battle shit? Kinda strange
Every predictions the fuckin' same
If you so much better than me, please
Explain how I beat the person that bodied
You and made my fuckin' name
I'm appalled with, y'all wit', I'm off this
How you made game stop
(GameStop) and raise stock when
Y'all prefer sellin' this old base, soft shit
It's fuckin' borin'
You know what I think's wild?
You'll take your chain off
For a pedophile but
Come in here with no fuckin' performance
It's fuckin' annoyin'
If I smack the shit out you right now
No warnin'
You ain't gon' do shit but what JC
Does and forgive me for it
Ain't y'all embarrassed?
No, this is what y'all cherish
This clown appearance that don't
Even sound fearless
These ratchets going live and you'll
Get fired like Paul Pierce
The fuck you talking to? I'm
Tired of fake bitches
I'm starting to realize why
Arsonal hate midgets you fucking small fry
Pipsqueak
I told you, you'd get your wish bitch
And be six feet the fuck you talkin' to man?

We back at it, we back at it
Nunn Nunn, this shit still Duck Hunt
Been rapping circles around
You niggasduck duck
And y'all niggas be screaming
"Oh it's a dream to battle JC"
Well wake the fuck up
It's a veteran amongst you
In this ring, I've never been in trouble
But y'all showing a lot of fuckin' fatigue
With that schedule in the bubble
I mean, JC vs chilla
That happened when I first came
When niggas thought I should chill and
I had him drownin' in defeat (da feet)
I'm too cold to ever rest (Everest)
That was then, imagine what I'm amounting
(a mountain) in my peak
This is what I'm becomin'
I will flush white like the government comin'
They say
"You nobody 'til somebody kills you"
Now watch me turn none (Nunn) into somethin'
I'ma send a whole clip through you
But that revolver like a cougar
Don't do shit but spin (spend) on dudes
With a full chamber
You know, a name on every bullet
That's six into you (6 N's 2 U's)
Do you get it now? Oh the
Way I write is like sorcery
You gotta spell it out
The choppers comin', Glocks is dumpin'
I squeeze 'til the clips empty and I'm forced
To give it upi literally stop at nothin'
The shit is crucial
You dyin' in the fight for
Your dumb ass life, it's gettin' brutal
But, you wasn't even supposed to be standin'
Receiving the bullets I'm sendin' through you
And I guess that's why all
You stand ins take me
And the feeling's mutual
Oh it's been goin' for some time
Y'all just been standin' with
The rifle waiting
For y'all to step over the line
Y'all got catch phrases, special moves
All this shit that can't find
A home in our mind if you need somebody to
Witness yo' signature
That's where you should know to resign
(notary sign) but nobody tell him nothin'
Cause don't nobody take blood serious
Until it's runnin' then it get very ugly
A home body could be left
Stuck on the couch, smokin'
Like Peggy Bundy i'm talkin' large biscuit's
Car tinted
I heard Nunn Nunn finally took a stand
And was the star witness
That's why we pulled up
Yeah, with a van full of niggas
Waiting on the dance reference
And we all dishin' (audition)
I'm hazardous right now one shot one kill
I've taken the art of masterin' my rounds
That's why for the cash, I'm addressin' Nunn
(a dress in nun) like Ben Affleck in The Town
I get so deep in zones
That yo' death can be eminent
I know you gotta a bigger list
Of niggas you creepin' on
What you thinkin'? NOME? Summer Madness?
I've cleaned those roads
No headlinin' with Twork, and by
The time September land
Won't be a single soul
Cause, I've killed everything
And I won't miss a beat but, you will
And you'll be social distanced deep
He zigged
Tried to zag and got caught lyin' like a
Line on a polygraph in the street
I'm talkin' front pages, I dump gauges
All that shit can happen off one statement
Watch ya mouth
It's gonna be way too late for, "No offense"
When it's none (Nunn) taken
It's too unfair what I do
Especially since I've been so
Much like Mike lately
And you've been freezing cold
Since Suge ruined you
I'm talkin' 'Ice, Ice, Baby'
But still, nobody pay him anything
Cause he don't make you anything
Y'all bitches experimentin' with this white
Boy like Jamie Kennedy
But y'all hold y'all breath
Because these niggas been donating
Their organs for free
And I've been around this bitch
For about ten years fortunately
You remember Cardi B was a ring card
Girls at one of the battles
Of course for a fee
But even she not even more
Important to the Kulture (culture) than me
Round two

Now don't you pay him anything
Cause he gon' smoke that shit upand
You don't know the difference
I'm gettin' tired of these battle rap bitches
"It's a dream to battle-" no it isn't
Talkin' 'bout you'll turn Nunn
(none) into somethin'
Motherfucka you'll get ragged
(rags) for riches i ain't playin' witchu
I'm battlin' a fuckin' has-beensay
It ain't true
I was for sure you'd get Loaded
I was on that run witchu
I was watchin' as a fan
But, you ain't have fun, did you?
Soon as you ran into T Top, poof, lucks
(Lux) done witchu
You are a participation trophy
I don't see ya
As an opportunity for me, I don't believe ya
They gotcha back to square one
Where they need ya
URL security guard but y'all
Call it a "gatekeeper"
And our keys open doors you
Wasn't able to move getting Real sick
(Sikh) of you trying to Elevate
So Real Rap for you
I'm from an Ave that defines
(da Fonz) what makes ya Shine in lieu (Lu)
Of a Swamp where we talk Geechi
Easy (Eazy) Captain, I don't Roc (k) witchu
It's you on Rum, J (Jey) , I got a Don's DNA
The Top to work (Twork) nothin' to prove
You talk through my round? That's
When the murder lands (Murdaland)
Got a double M packed
(Double Impact) , let's make it a 2 on 2
Now open that door bitch like I need from you
Assault and battery, hands and feet on you
House arrest with a bracelet for JC
What would Jesus do? What I'm pennin'
(penance) is good writtens (riddance)
Cookin', like Gucci
Don't nobody fuck wit' my kitchen
Now y'all, sit back, listen
To this role, JC actin' like Mel Gibson
Let me say this, if you on 4-6
Chaos would've stole you for that horse shit
Screamin', "I know!" but you don't know shit
You think you a battle rap king
And you well off
Bitch you lookin' at the reason
They think you fell off
Bitch, the hell wit' ya God Complex
I'll stomp him 'til there's blood in
My kicks Lil' Nas X
You gotta stop this, we don't know who is you
You go to Chucky Cheese and blend in with
The kids we don't know who is who
You gon' sit up here and lie
How many times you ain't fuckin' shoot?
Smack gon' say you fucked up
With battle like Murda Mook
Now take a look in that
Mirror you hidin' from
C'mon Julian where'd you get this lyin' from?
Writer's Bloque got dyin' stock
The members tried to run cause J
(Jey) fucked up the team
Worse than Island Rum
You fathered what? Someone call him Maury
Could at least say
"Thanks for beating Loso for me"
Smack should've left yo' ass
Like Maul and Rory
I finally made it y'all, look
Smack got a gnome (NOME) for me
I'm a middle eastern kid
I was raised to shoot
Who in to mask? Us (Damascus) my guys are
(Gaza) outside, they won't play witchu
Give Siri ya (Syria) address, pull up
I could wait (Kuwait)
You know the guns I do buy
(Dubai) is real (Israel) when they
Under ya bay roots (Beirut)
You a fuckin' bar thief, check the bit rate
Ain't a clearer review
Them backward 10-4's deserve a 4
10 gun cocks and it's the
Perfect date for you
Ya skills? Below average
So they degrading you i feel like Quavo
I gotta push this bitch to elevate witchu?
Fuck it, i grab the grip and then take
A trip out to Michigan
Pull a pistol and little Julian tremblin'
Entry wound sizzlin', exit wound whistlin'
Knowing I got the baby for JC
It ain't a christenin' you listening?
You ain't worth respect
You ain't a motherfuckin' man
You a birth defect
You a crackhead that ain't
Make a purchase yet
I told Smack I was worth a check
The only thing you like in
The future is Percocet molly Percocet
You fuckin' crackhead, junkie, small fry
Pipsqueak you go out to eat and get
Crayons and a booster seat
You keep fuckin' with me
You gon' get ya wish bitch and be six feet

Fuck you talkin' to?

Iam so much better than you
At whatever you do
There's no way this match up
Will ever be undecided fuck the violence
I gotta beat my last performance
I'm patient, but I'm just chasin' myself
Like Shutter Island the tre-eight is cookin'
It'll lift him faster than Blake in Brooklyn
And you mighta heard about it
All the cans sprayin', putting nun
(Nunn) on a wall and he didn't
Even get a mural out it it was devastatin'
But never mind that, let's talk about
How what I do is unmatched, on every basis
I bring a special kind of war to
(water) marks
It proves I can't be replicated
But, I owe you an ass whoopin'
For these kinds of moments
I be hearin' that bullshit you be sayin' when
You be thinkin' I'm out of focus
"JC must've been perc'd up"
Yup, full of 30's and it's time to show it
Fuck you niggas thought I lived under
A bridge? I was trollin'
You thought I missed it
But unfortunately for you
You bought a visit
Thinkin' it's always performance when they
Talk the slick shit
That's why I win, I'm gon' FED
I want conviction
I hate that angle these lame
Niggas take wit' me
Like me gettin' thousands to beat
Y'all senseless is slavery
Do y'all know how much they payin' me?
All I hear from y'all is
"Your name too big to be takin' me
You too great for me
You shouldn't be on the stage with me"
Bitch! How 'bout thankin' me

I never said that i never said that

Hoe you kidding me? You know
Where our status at?
How else do you think you
Can get this close intentionally?
Your name don't even hold their memory
You know how quietly I
Could get white washed?
They won't even know your history
Bitch I had to come serve ya
So go ahead and talk through a
Round and gladly get murdered
I'll never put my fuckin' pen down
I even write these battles in cursive
That's elegance, a better pen
And to kill I specialize in a few ways
I'm in my Prime, ask the subscribers
Shit, now you can get this
Delivery in a few days with no emotions
I told Smack for this murder I needed
It to be done with no feelings
But, I asked for a bigger name
I told Smack for this murder I needed it
To be done with no fill ins
But y'all niggas shook
I mean y'all niggas think I'm wanderin' but
I'm not as lost as you look
It's crazy, when y'all get caught roaming
(Rome) with JC and don't get the
Same results from the book that's why I win

Nunn Nunn mouths to the camera, "I said that"
JC: I said it better
Nunn Nunn: No you didn't

That's why I win and to be honest the money
Feel better off the muscle
I got an electric slide
I could tap and put a
Band together with my hustle
This is why they hand you a name
Goofy fuck, I wasn't even a fan when you came
You probably flew your only fan on a plane
Type of guy to write some lies and
Act like he wasn't forcin' to land
Just like when your ancestors came
Don't get me started
This was supposed to be about
Who the bigger artist it's not about race
Even though there we're ahead
By a bigger margin
You gotta start thinkin' witcha brain
There's a drug pandemic in your community
Let me peep you to the game
Since you done already proved you can't
Keep up in the lane
And Smack gotta keep giving you
Shots off the arm everything you need will
(needle) be in vain (vein) it is over with
Overdose from the dopest pen
Somebody come rope this bitch, my condolences