URLtv, Kid Chaos - Kid Chaos vs. J Krooger lyrics

When I first heard that you was buzzin'
I was alarmed i couldn’t wait until
These guys set the clock
Until I realized the way you rhymin'
 is two timin' because on my second watch
I realized they just buy into
How you come plain (complain)
And shit, i should too since they
Couldn’t find better opps
Now typically if I get a shot
My beverage Scotch but today to get a buzz
I gotta take a step down
To see what this whine-seller
(wine cellar) got
Why you guys give him props?
He got a iffy record, and the bitch generic
Abominable Snowman y'all know he ain't real
And yet he (Yeti)
Can reach a (creature) , group of people
Ta bet (Tibet) he, is a legend
Y'all wish him well and


That leads to a hole he quickly fell in
Cause now he gonna kick the bucket to
Get a comparison in which he pale (pail) in
They ain't sent the message?
And that just let's me know
Yo' soldiers ain't marchin’ so this tear’ll
(sterile)
Make sure you don't get any women pregnant
Cause when ya eggn
(egg in) , a bitch on a cycle
Well, that just ends up in a misconception
That shit’s pathetic
That just make me wanna grip the metal
Then I press it that shit works for me
Like it's switching schedules
You see how I put my shit together?
Like people who clean building
Windows for the cheddar
My shit works on many levels
This bitch ain't special i mean, pardon me B
But, if you not the Chicago MC
Then why do you seem
A tad bit too Common to me?
Open the gates, oh you part of that league?
So you a farmer I see?

Makes sense since you garden variety
And got ya team
Cropping seeds all so you can attract a-
(tractor) -tention from that guy you need
Yeah, so you can harvest p's
(peas) but that boggles me
Make me wanna knock you out cause you average
But that’s not what I mean give it a rest
(arrest) cause behind bars you be sleepin'
And that's hard to debunk
With a mind that's holding cells that's cot
(caught) in between like why do you battle?
Cause you a loud boy?
Cause you don't have a purpose of ya
Own so you follow ya teams?
Is that why you named yaself "Krooger"
(Krueger)? Cause you all in THEY dreams
See bein' loud, you done lost ya voice
Now them L's got you hoarse
(horse) it's chess you could ween
(queen) off it, if those pawns of yours
Changed across the board you got support?
That's prolly why you talkin' to me as if
You got the heart of a G
Well I'm just rubbin my hands togetherwaiting
Cause as soon as there's friction
I'm palmin' the heat you be spittin' tough
In the rounds you got plenty bucks
Cause a bargain (bar gun) is cheap but I
Coupons (cue pawns) every week
So if I BUY enough I can get
What I want out Target for free
Seeeeee, you do gun bars as
If it's impossible to do
Exclusive sneakers or some
Kinda impossible feat (feet)
And that's exactly why
Your battle recordings, are like Jordan's
Cause every time J's is released
It's just some shit we've already seen
And I do them shit's too
But the difference is, I can switch the shit
I'm intricate while the shit you spit, is a
Whip, wit' the biggest rims
We tired of your rounds

So tread lightly cause it gets thin
When you just got plenty lip
Pokin' out, hissy fit, we know ya rounds
It's typical shit
You gon' load the pound, and split a wig
We can damn near set our watch to your BOW
(bowl) movements we can predict the shit
You not equipped for this
Yet you still decided to pack ya writtens
And travel the distance and rap in
Front of these battle critics
Thinkin' you can make a point
After you touchdown but ahhh
That's the kicker you're half a midget
I don't think you ever laughed out loud
I think that you giggle
Cause you so small you can
Only laugh a little
But bitch you better break fast
(breakfast) or I'm at ya kitchen
Ratchet grippin', wit' no serial (cereal)
Cause the best Mills (mils
Meals) made from scratch is biscuit's
I have no feelings, I'll kidnap ya kids wit'
Chloroform on a cloth to
Get the ransom quicker
And that's exactly how you go
From rags to riches

Bruh, stop talkin' to me like you gangsta
You look like Misfit
Plus you let J Murda burp in ya face
I'm sure that wasn't the gas
You wish to taste
And then in that same battle
You called yourself "pretty"
Now as a man myself who some women say
I have an exquisite face
I must say my man, that shit is gay
Aye, envision J and his friends at
His school on picture day
They come in braggin' 'bout how they mom
Took 'em to get a fade
Brushin' the slickest waves
His bitch ass come in talkin' bout some
"yeah I can't relate my shit is slayed"
But, I get it J, you like a GIF you place
On a Facebook comment
You like to tap into that for
The part that your image plays
So yo' looks is what you stand on
Well that's cool
This here is a different stage
Cause my qualities, are what a write
And that get's me through, see my pen a trait
(penetrate) but, it's OK, cause you gon'
Just be runnin' ya lips, but I mean who knows
You could be coming to vent
Until my cool blown
Now this fucker I grip, grab dude throat
Ooh no, you choked, now you under some water
Until no bubbles exist
And after that I let it go cause shit
There was enough water under the bridge
You son of a bitch
Everybody gotta ax to grind till
You cut of a limb
Lookin' dumb as bitch, wit' no answers
Cause wit' nothing but nubs
You gone always be stumped in the end
And because I ain't shit
I'll take that same severed
Handand put it under
The covers that ya mother be in
With a note attached that said
"Bitch! This what he get for not tucking
(tuck in) a grip" what is you wit'?
Cause you do ya raps like you some
Kinda hustla and that's not truly facts
Cause you battled Daddy Mason and said
"As far as trees go, we got big
(K) nicks on the block like Ewing back"
I see you on the Frank Lucas path
Point fivesgetting STUPID cash
So wait my man

You sure you know what to do with that?
Bitch I done bagged up 50 pounds
Compressin' the air out the package
Before I flew it back
We knew the drill, ever since school, to
Get it safely off the premises, use a vac'
(evac) , you ate?
Cause you look a little hungry
And just cause you deep don't mean you moving
(move in) packs
A dream worldis exactly what comes to mind
When I think of a Krooger (Krueger) trap
You are trash
See you be rappin' for ya friends
In different battles they attend
They buy tickets
To your shows but them fags ain't getting in
Cause that's some shit they can't admit
You be glad they think you sick
But, you a fragile little bitch
How you merry and tiny (Marrying Tiny)?
Oh that's TI
But to me that's as backwards as "it" gets
Bitch I'll ask you to slap box
And then my open hand will be a fist
Or let my stock rise after this PG
But then I'll definitely get
Banned for the shit
And then go back to the pen'
But, I did 4 years
So I can show you how to play ya
Cards, if your habit's to renege But
I got intelligence in Spades because
I actually did a bid
So my partners knew what I
Had, and that's heart, and a good one
I be beating up on guys
And their faces they were making would
Keep me up a night a lethal fright
Meaning I could knock your
Bitch ass unconscious
And then that night not be able
To sleep because of mine
So keep in mind, I'll spray a tool
You can mean mug all you want
I got breaking news i'll escalator you
Meaning no matter how much you stare
(stair) , cases gonna move
So even if you're not a stepper
I'll take it to whatever level
You tryna take it to

Make a move, I'll be shooting at J
Two toolies that bang
You'll see a K, wit a Ruger
(rooger) , like yo' stupid ass name
Run away, then this pussy spine
Will be in a bind
I'll turn you to Back Page
I used to use AOL Instant Messenger
To send texts to bitches
And here I am still using that aim (AIM)
Bitch bang, either follow the manuscript
Or you not listenin' gon' have me panicking
Now my trigger finger under pressure
And gettin' a grip, is how I handle it
Hammers spit, first shot
He gon' stand wit' them
Second, he like "Damn this shit"
The man done switched
Sides in between rounds like the cameramen
Family, friends, will all be
Skywalkers, so you, and a kin
(Anakin) new gun and God damn it's big
Shit make you wanna book
It shows, but I don't think you can manage it
Shit remind me of my ex
Not cause she wreck homes and damage shit
It's cause ever since I let her go
I literally can't stand this bitch

Your biggest crowd reactions that round
Was all "Kid" flips
I guess you have lyrically
Found ya safe place
But flipping around my namesake, is typical
I'd expect a lot of kiddin around
("kid" in a round) from JK but anyway
I gotta be honest Krooger, on some homie shit
To me you honestly don't exist
The God control the wins
So I'm the dark cloud over this, showmanship
So I'm stormin' in
Cause you tryna float ya boat and shit
But how you supposed to swim?
When even the man deemed by God to build
The Ark knew he should separate the animals
No offense (Noah fence)
But, I noticed this, you did one, one
Round battle this whole last year
Yet you here
Do you think this was an opportunity
You was supposed to get?
Or did Holmzie pitch
You to the right people and they gave you
A shot because they know ya friends?
I mean it must be nice
Never having to get ya hands dirty cause you
Got other people to hold the shit
But we from South Carolina, where
It had to to be, all of us in a row dent
(rodent) shit
And get it out the mud just to go for
(gofer) it, yet we co-exist
Y'all think he crack, but to Kid he a
(two kitty'll) pass
Now that's that Matrix shit
Right befo' the glitch

And your agents, helped you wit' a hand out
To copy those in front of you
Like a clone of Smith
But, I don't think he can last so (lasso)
On this road he owe
(rodeo) y'all for lettin' you rope him in
And they tryna contain that bull shit
So they meddle (metal) around
But it ain't much they can'
Do wit' what bro can (broken) pen
Focus bitch, cause your career's just cursed
Like doors you put in malls
Cause their push in turn, gonna
Make ya entrance, your exit
See how that revolves?
Around a look not earned
So it looks just flawed
Cause, I put in work
And you just put in calls
I'm appalled, I find it cheap, you put
In half the effort of you predecessors
Yet you in a position you have no right to be
I'ma write to Beas' and Smack
But, I don't wanna go postal so I'ma need
You to send the kite for me
And I know you wanna look inside and see
What I wrote them without tearin' it open
And you can if you follow the steps
I told you to try and reach
Cause what you envelope, will open up
Without you cuttin' corners if you
Actually built some kinda steam
Now is that note worthy?
Well if you asking me to address
It without that stamp, I'd say, 'Not to me"
And PS p
(PSP) quit letting these bitches play
When they hand held that's poor ta bulls
(portables) , who hate guys who cheat
Cause he got a system in
The palm of your hand
To charge you up and that's why you're
(wire) seen as a bottom feed
You out yo' league and I hate the faces of
The people usually behind you
Especially Dre Dennis
That motherfucker look like he inhaled for a
Big one and just forgot to sneeze
Which ironically
Is a perfect analogy for his
Career inside this league
Motherfucka been holdin' his breath for years
For all them battles that's not
(that's snot) released but obviously
You don't want me to joke on
Him so things look more cordial
And at your expiration date
You'll be left out
And in a different mold from the
Way them boys spoil you
But that's okay cause you on Facebook
Talkin' 'bout you deserved this how?
I guess the people in yo' hood more loyal
Cause you not talent, you a game of Scrabble
You only scorin' cause you
Had them squares to
Put in a good word for you i assure you
Like once the beach touch the sea
You can not do anything to me

Built like a fuckin' teen
Prolly ain't took a shit in a couple weeks
Cause you don't ever get enough to eat
But since I look at Duke and see under me
Zion Williamson I'ma buss' his sneaks
And I won't grow at all
But they gone say over the summer
I shot up a couple feet
And you won't survive a punch from me
Girbaud Jeans I buckle knees
And any conversation after that, gum disease
It's discussed in
(disgusting) teeth don't fuck wit' me
I got time today
I told you 'bout that mean muggin'
And that's gone put me in some kinda rage
I will knock you out in your violent gaze
Cause, I'ma put J in his place
Right in the middle of eyein' K
Boy, I will shoot you in the face
Numerous times then hide the waste
Somewhere outside the state
Now the police hopes of getting
Me in the cell shattered
Cause they ain't got a case
Cause they can't outline a body
That's gone without a trace i'm a great
It's more than what I do with these bars
Even down to the tunes where I'm truly a star
Think you provin' me wrong
Go thru my songs and from there
You'll be MIA: Music Is Art