URLtv, Viixen The Assassin, Loso - Loso vs. Viixen The Assassin lyrics

Four years ago I told y’all ladies I
Had to speak on some things
"How come nobody in Queen Of The Ring
Ever became a Queen with a"
Yo that one line
Changed Shooney Da Rapper's life forever
Now Debo on a mission to book
Somebody to get revenge and leave
The Christian all shook
Talkin' 'bout, "Assassin gon' kill me"
I seen them predictions y’all took
But, I was told "you can’t turn
A hoe into a housewife"
So why the hell would I
Believe that Viixen gon' cook? Man look
Y’all the ones in love with her
But since y’all wanna Marvel at an Assassin
This round I’ma punish her (Punisher)
What you bragging about?
How you getting all these names?
You know how many Viixens have an STD?
It’s only right they gave you DNA and Flamez
Well today let’s get to linin' her up
With a word, Inside of a punch
Your last battle already put in
My mind you a chump
After DNA I could’ve sworn that
Your stock should’ve jumped
But then they turn Viixen to a Fiirst Ladii
Who you Melania Trump? Girl you suck
At rapping on beats
Either that or your engineer
Ain’t using his gift
I mean for somebody who's so proud
To be black and white
You sure can care less that
Your music is mixed man what is this?
A walking contradiction every time
You try to spit
Got the nerve to call yourself an "Assassin"
But can’t put out a hit
I am pissed, that I’m on stage with a peasant
I can give you a list on
Why she ain't that impressive
Delivery terrible, breathing off
No cadence progression
I mean, that’s three dear (deer)
Hate to be rude off
(Rudolph) the bat with comments
But ain’t Viixen suppose to slay
(sleigh) with the presence (presents)?
Ho, ho, hold up you better than my team?
Who? Saga, Ward, Ooops
Definitely can’t mess with my guy Street
In other words Viixen got it backwards
Thinking she next to I (two i's) V
I’m a beast i’m talking on every level
I know your daddy like to colonize
But, I’ma teach you to never settle
"What if she tempts you Loso?"
Man I don’t sweat the devil

I wouldn’t be rocked by a Kiss on
Stage if this was heavy metal
They think you very special
But, you ain’t new here, this Assassin y’all
Nine years deep in the game baby
That's for sure but what changed?
Cause it’s funny how you
Want your past ignored
Before last year everybody had you
As a last resort
You wasn’t selling tickets or packing floors
You don't look better
Or rap better than Jaz or Barrs
You dated Chino Velez
And couldn't get a plate- wait
That’s it, smack you’re booking her to
Get back at Norbes?! You evil man
Aye, but I ain’t shocked at this
Cause when an Assassin gets a shot
It’s usually cause of politics it’s obvious
You are not here because you rap nice
If you was a man with
The same talent you would
Be trying out for the Crucible
Getting your stats right this is past hype
Every other line you wing left and jab right
Then resets, and adds spice
You surprised them vs DNA
You someone that the staff likes
But after they put you on E
Notice how the gas light
It ain’t new anymore like when Ave bites
A Viixen looking for a come
Up like Draft night
Before this you was slaving in Milwaukee
Battling on the Cartel for a sad price
So pump your brakes, of course
You got here by accident
Your road was filled with Black Ice
I mean Christ! Let us pray
Lord I need your help
Cause when she was lookin' right versus DNA
So of course it tempt me
But after you took that girdle
Off vs Ladii Flamez
I said "Lord forgive me" i was trippin'
But, you see the difference?
They praise my body of work
Cause, I don’t take favors
You only look at your body of work
If it comes with a waist trainer
But, I get it

They pay you extra if wear them to perform
Which I understand clearly
Cause every time I
(w) rap around (a round) my figures
Tend to look better than before but, yours?
You know how she rap, right?
"You a dead op', head knock, red dot
I am Karinne Steffans and-"
Yo that way of setting up yo' punches
As weak as it seems
Falls right in line with what we
Believe about Queen Of The Ring
I would’ve said get me a big chopper
Something that this Queen never seen
But that ain’t original
We use to seein' Viixen in
Front of a King magazine
Yo every battle, every battle is Déjà vu
The same old angles
That's the way y'all lose
Well I'ma turn you into a Christian
And I don't play by rules
So I'ma have my wife smack the hoe out
You so I can save her too i got charisma
I got punches and I've got a flow that's cold
You better try to keep up tonight
Or you gonna lose that soul easy

Let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see
Is she black or is she white?
Find out on the next episode
Of- dawg kiss my ass
You gon' catch a fade from me
Loso, you can separate my black
Side from my white side
And you still wouldn't have any
(in) equalities to race wit' me
And then a man bringin' up a woman body
Why does it matter?
When you be wearin' big ass t-shirts
Lookin' like a girl that had a
One night stand after the club
I'm honestly baffled
You flamin' faggot, I'll kill this nigga
Then hide the body like I
Did at the DNA battle listen slight choke

You tell stories me? I push the narrative
I remain humble, while you remain arrogant
That's why I'm carryin' wit' a stick
Ready to split his shit it's Lo'
(low) confidence I'm really tryin'
To air against (arrogance)
I ain't sparrin' him, I got it tucked
Y'all feelin' Lo'
(low)? I brought a pick me up
Shit gets slumped drop to his knees
Gun to his head since you poppin' that 'fore
In this position you pray
In this position you prey
Either way you talkin' to God
Listen, after this battle Loso
They gon' say that I killed it
Every time you say you covered in the blood
They gon' remind you that I spilled it
It's "Mr jC Took $150 From Me"
Boy he spent that shit, just face it
He told you after the battle with Glueazy in
Florida y'all would get
Things straightened out
And he ain't been back since
Bro, you really pay him $150
Up front? And not $15?
Y'all don't make a lick of sense
Didn't church teach you
You should've only gave JC 10 percent?
I don't get this bitch
That just shows you'se a hoe Lo'
Horsemen mount up with the sticks
Cause you was actin' po' Lo' (polo)
Bro, if I was you
I would've been enraged that night
How you ain't get ya $150 back after that
Battle and he got paid that night?
Okay, aight i'll do a verse for you
Just CashApp me $150 and it's a go
Beat his face in
I'll knock out all those features for the Lo'
(low) i hate it bro

You act like we don't know
The Horsemen be actin' you write
That shit is big gay the irony
A Christian that do whatever sin say
(Sensei) i feel played
Y'all teamed up to write for me?
That's a 100 bad looks but, you a pastor
I expect you to read from another man's book
The shit you push, I'll paralyze
Your career is not what it seems
Cause as far as the Horse
Bitch you fell off like Christopher Reeves
You usin' props now?
That's how I knew it wasn't shit
You could do for me
Had silk shirt for Ryda cause your material
Ain't smooth as it used to be
Now he up here usin' me
Tryin' to get his name off my buzz
I'm too major even in the Bible a woman did
The work and picked the apple
Adam just had to taste it
Our whole existence
Men been prospering off the
Fruit's of our labor i can't take it
Listen I can't take it
You tryin' to save souls
Me? I'm in a different place
If I get ahold to ya soul I
Ain't lettin' go like death can wait
You tell us not to lose our soul
That shit is flagrant
Where I'm from, they don't lose they soul
Niggas take it you be sayin'
You got in the church to get out the streets
Loso, when was you in the streets?
Boy fuck you
You got in the church cause you was
Hopin' a pastor would touch you
I don't trust you
That's why this line is everlastin'
Where is Mackk Myron? Loso you'se a faggot
I can't stand it

For 25K I seen you get tough quick
Bitch my shooters got 25 K's you
Will never get tough with
I know that shit had you sick for 25 days
First JC took $150 from you
Then you let Smack jip you outta 25K
With that tournament, you got played
It ain't shit we can do with that
But JC is literally right there
Is you scared? I will help
You get your money back
It's reasons like that your
Career gon' remain stagnant
The Chef Trez battle showed us why you
Ain't give us that feel rappin'
I watched that battle with Brizz
And the crowd from that
Night is still laughin'
And Brizz right, the Bible is a classic
But gun cocks but it's steel 'matic
Y'all thought
I would come up here with some God angles?
I was showin' y'all I could move L
Now he God angel rap

You told Coffee that your mother’s black
So therefore
You’re going to identify with whatever color
Woman you came out of
Now I feel that Victoria
And that’s usually something I
Would stay out of
But a couple of months ago you
Had to prepare for a fight
Against Emerson Kennedy it was "N word"
This and "N word" that
Girl I was scared for your life
Cause eight bars later you
Started using an angle
To make 'em aware you were white
And chose to identify as Caucasian
By grabbing yo' ass for shock value cause it
Didn’t fit that stereotype
Oh that’s what we doin'?
Oh that's what we doin'?
Frontin' so they can book you outta state?
Funny cause ever since that battle with E
Vic' (evict) you been looking outta place
Hold up wait geechi, I was confused you put
Her type on your league
But then I saw the crowd go crazy with
Gas cause a white girl said "Nig-"
Yup sounds like a Riot to me
I can’t believe they let you move through
The doors because the room will absorb
They using you to pursue the viewers-
(Yo, she don't rap like that by the way)
I can't believe they let you move through
The doors because the room will absorb
They usin' you to pursue the
Viewers in lieu of support
And then the fact that you are black
I see you choose to ignore
Sneaking your way in

(Wayan) as a White Chick
Yep I seen this movie before
You know what else it sounds like? Huh? Huh?
You know what else it sounds like?
White privilege, a disrespectful view
In her mind she can never do, wrong
So whichever hue
She decides is more appropriate that’s
What she steps into
But my dark skin sisters? They
Never get to choose
They just get abused, by your set of rules
Cause the only fair thing about it is
The skin that you get to use
Like for instance
She knows the hood is watching
When Champion interviews her
So she has to make sure that she acts right
But then turns the Caucasian switch on with
URL to negotiate her bag price
In a way it’s class, but it’s really trash
Like
She get on stage, swag, but in the back
Light talk to Swave mad she talk to Pat nice
In front of Jay BLAC (K)
In front of SMACK WHITE! You right!
What the hell you talkin' 'bout?! You
Will never rap better than
Me! What is she talkin' 'bout?!
2-0! what?! never! never! never!

You right, I am gonna blame your daddy with
Not understanding his
Privilege before he got with yo'
Mama and started havin' kids
Which left you with an identity
Crisis at your family crib
Pacing back and forth screamin'
Out, "WHO AM I?", way before Danny did
Man what we talkin' 'bout?
Don’t tell me that Christians served idols
And started whitewashing the Bible
When yo' last battle you let your style
Get white washed to go viral you a hypocrite
Talkin' 'bout, "EK’s white girl got flat ass
But this white girl got-"
Man, you know what I would've said?
That white girl be acting
But that is a career
This white girl be acting like
She not a visitor here
No, that white girl, IS a white girl
We know she ain’t a poser
This white girl just appropriates the culture
No, that white girl stays committed to
My homie when he’s rappin'
And this white girl
Willin' to kiss her opponent for reactions
Man, where the hell is your man at?
Where yo' man at?! You look like a clown boy
Oh, at homes he
(Holmzie) got different standards, but when
She Preps for a battle

Then it’s (Dennis) allowed (Loud) Boy?
You know how you sound boy?
Oh, I see how Vix did you
She don't know if she wanna kiss
This dude or commit with you
And that’s a big issue
But when she can't figure out which
Race she wants to "identify as"
I can’t be shocked at her
Sending you a "mixed" signal i got charisma
I got punches and I got a flow that's cold
That round I had to keep it
Black and white with you
But next round I'ma make sure
You don't lose your soul

I got that bag for you
And started passin' you what's this 'bout?
So today this "white girl" only brought you
Here for the body like Get Out
Bitch I got a slick mouth
But Jesus Christ I'm passionate
I feel like Mary, God chose
Me deliver His child, i didn't ask for him
Same book
Different Mary gun cocks I got a mag' for him
(Magdalene) you average fam'
Who you met that's swift like me?
That hit like me? You couldn't handle Nunn
(nun) , what made you think you could
Cross a bitch like me?
Okay the only way beating me if
You callin' me a bitch
If you gonna call me a bitch
You better say it now
This your final seconds
You're only shot at winning is gettin' foul
I'll sit him down
All with clips, arms will grip
Before he get a chance to say
"that goes around" baow! Here comes a round
It's karma bitch
See you used to be a friend of me
Now he nothin' but an enemy
I gotta put him in the dirt
I can't vibe with Lo' (low) frequency
I know me being a killer hurts
(kilohertz) , shit gets worse
Twin guns, ying and yang
He don't know what he in fo'
Nah, grab the Lil' Jon
The paramedics gon' have to "Get Low" (Lo')
His shit broke
I got the docs stitchin' his chest
Y'all gon' see Loso with a cast
(Cass') like "Six Minutes Of Death"
Nigga you claim you the best
All you do is angles
Angle after angle after angle
Well after today you gon' be
Takin' that hurt angle
Metal to his chest, he takin' that Kurt Angle
Y'all talked about my outfit last time
They was gettin' the worst angles
This may not be the perfect
Body but with the butt

I know how to work angles i been dangerous
To be dope, that's the key Lo' (kilo)
Two ratchets
You want the Sheneneh or the Keylolo?
I don't know
I brought somethin' hot for the bull
Y'all gon' see my brown where ever Lo' go
(logo) listen you'se a hoe Lo'
You can't fight, that's not cap
And if he can fight, I'm gon' shoot
This is not just rap
So you can get the beatdown Lo' gun
Cocks or your top left back
Let's state facts
You only on Kings Vs queens cause of me
Now you think you the bomb Loso?
They brought you here to be next to a beast
You Han Solo understand Loso
I'm not here to take your life for nothin'
They question if I put out
Flamez and it ignited somethin'
Beat me? This bitch bluffin'
That's a bold lie
This ain't even gon' be a soul tie
What this Christian gon' do? Condemn
A Viixen to Hell? Bitch I'm already on fire
So if he faithful
That is none of my business
Let Nina kiss you
Now the pastor got a mistress
I don't care if he a Christian
Not as God is my witness old ratchets
Flip in church like Don't Be A Menace
I'm gettin' sick of it
From start to finish you gettin'
Put up in a casket
MAC (Mackk) , spittin' in ya face, Loso you'se a faggot
I can't stand it you roll with the corniest
Niggas in battle rap
The cockiest don't match the buzz
If this was high school
The Horsemen would be the group of
Niggas that ask for hugs i've had enough
I ain't come to play pussy
You roll with cornballs to
Make yourself look better
That's your worst trait pussy
White boy scared to say "pussy"
Virgin never takes pussy
What's in Sensei pocket? Probably
A fake pussy I don't have a punch for this
You a bitch and you been one
We both pussies, I got one, you is one
The shit dumb
Don't say I'm only here cause sex sells
Boy, I show my ass fully clothed
That's strange if sex sells I brought a dick
And a butt, dude got happy, that's gay
Bullets sellin' pussy Back Page
He'll get an exclusive drop App Gang
Loso, God can give you life
But he can't stop me
From takin' it from you nigga
You ain't that saved rap

Yo Smack I should be bodyin' that
Cake Lyfe general right about now
You know I don't fear these scrubs
I only chose Vicks (Vix) over Chess (chest)
Cause wit' this round I'm 'bout
To clear things up
You the Woman Of The Year, right?
Woman Of The Year? Ask any battle rapper
Nothing helps him out more than
Having a clear conscience
Trust me the Lord knows
I hear slander about my name and
I don’t even entertain it
When you know the truth it’s
Easy to ignore those but not you baby girl
Every battle you feel like you
Have to write a prebuttal
Just in case we bring up
You sleeping with Norbes though my theory
If you willing to kiss another man
In front of your husband
I can only imagine what you
Do when the doors closed
This y’all Woman Of The Year?
This y'all Woman Of The Year?
Well most don’t see it
You want me to ignore all the gossip?
How ‘bout you start living in a
Way so I won’t believe it i really mean this
You could be

The one to teach and even reach far more
Man forget selling sex
You are Woman Of The Year
Know these dreams are yours
But to get on leagues y’all on
She had to be a freak on tour
And if that’s the case she definitely does
Belong to the Streets star Norbes
The hell are we doing?
Hidin' that she a freak?
I know y’all wanna conceal Victoria's Secret
But, I ain’t buying what’s underneath
Tellin' me, this y’all Woman Of The Year
Okay you not understanding, huh?
They couldn’t care less if you land a punch
As long as your body looks
Right when the cameras up
Man what’s up URL? Y’all really damaged her
And Vic them eyes
(victimize) tell me you been
Takin' advantage of
See, see, I had to wing it, lemme clear it up
I had to redefine what you do on the
Low to get your career to budge
I mean the fact that the panel
Picked you seemed unfair to us
Wait, I said Cee Cee, Wing, Rita, Du
Loyou know I ain’t come here to judge
I understand, I understand
When you lost your 2 on 2 partner Ebony
We knew that your stock would struggle
That’s why it wasn’t a shock to us
Cause women only turn into a Viixens
When they don’t got no Hustle
Man they love you
But not me, I had to diss this diva
You see my wish list is this
Chick will dip then leave us

"oh Loso you only feel that way
Cause you a Christian leader"
But Cardi B don’t play her
Music around her daughter
So I don’t want the culture
Listening to this Viixen either
This y’all Woman Of The Year?
This y'all Woman Of The Year?
Well I guess you and I missed it
I ain’t here to scrutinize but two were
Tied what made you decide this one
Casey was bombing on everyone
Like a suicide mission
That's why my picks different
'Big Pimpin' I had Jay cruisin’ by Viixen
Girl listen listen! Why are we here?
Cause she wanna celebrate her
Win with me Smack?
Well tonight she gettin' drugged again
I’ma really get Vic to relapse you on a roll
You on a roll
But, I need you to understand this for me
Why would you name yourself
After something you
Would never want your daughters to be viixen
Oh for the clout?
Well listen, I don't care man
I need you to pursue truth to the end And
Turn to God who can you from your sin
Cause yeah you walked through Flamez
Last time but I’m
Praying you won’t have to do it again
I got charisma
I got punches and I got a flow that's cold
I knew you was gonna lose the battle
I just came here so you wouldn't lose ya soul

I said a Christian vs a Viixen
Y'all hear the difference
But we no different to the fans
You no better than I am in they eyes
Bitch we both get on our knees
When we talk to a man
Understand, we finally face to face and
You still ain't gon' move nothin'
They gave us a couple weeks
To tighten up our rounds
Baowjust for you to get a loose one
Is dude dumb?
I'll catch him at his baptism, the lead come
TECs (text) in the water, he Rev' Run
I'm shootin' at the pastor
Have you ever seen a rev' run? I'm not done
What the fuck is this?
A hoe vs the Holy Bible jezebel vs jesus
Boy you in for a crazy ride
I'll hit him, without the scope, Adam & Eve
He got caught wit' a naked eye
No lie, I can flip that
I told this bitch to make a move
Like Adam & Eve, you'll get the first couple
That's the naked truth whatchu gon' do?
I'm at ya neck if you don't show yo' respect
Clip go from 12 to 6 like a stimulus check
Yes, I brought Imaginary Gun Bars
I know you did too
Shit, I ain't even mad that he did
Cause just like yo' Imaginary Gun Bars
Bitchthis shit all in yo' head
I want you to live, from

A machine, eating out tubes
Is he paying attention? The irony
A Horse livin' but it won't
Be in a stable condition
What the fuck is you not gettin'?
I don't care about your fake ass angles
It ain't shit that you can expose
No matter how many receipts you brought, this
To the point of no return, i'll hit his dome
Lead chrome, he dead wrong
I'll shoot a nigga downthen see
What his friends on (friend zone)
I want everybody gone look at him
He's glad I won't take the whole team out
Well how Fab' a Loso thinkin'
I won't clean house i'm here to take you out
You not ready, I'm not goin'
First shot leave him open when pops loaded
The wound 24 hours it's not closin'
Losoi'm not like these other bitches
When Smack and Beasley call me
It's not for chillin' i'm for killin'
All my lines crazy
They out the door and around the buildin'
These'll stick him, I'll hit him twice
He fell back
Punches just like battles you only need
Two to feel the impact
Resume for resume we don't
Compare in battle rap
You, just breeze through
A fresh air in battle rap
I came for the crown
A fresh heir in battle rap
With the east amount of battles
I'm makin' the biggest difference
Yeah people like 40 and Jaz
Did open the doors
But, I broke that bitch off the hinges
I need you to listen
For three years you've been
On the Champion list always number 11 and 12
When we're born they check for
Ten fingers and ten toes not 11 or 12
It is pick a number one through ten
Not 11 or 12
11 or 12? You can't even touch ten
How you supposed to be a slam dunk
When you can't even touch rim?
Do you get it? You will never be number one
I know that's tough
Mook said I beat DNA, he know what's up
Daylyt said I'm at the top, he showin' love
Loso, Lux said I was a
Killer in his last interview

Lo' did (Loaded) Lux ever mention you?
No, and they never will
Cause you will never be up there
You cemented your stock and
Literally got stock there I don't care
Come at my career
That shit will never get to me
Be mad I made Woman Of The Year
You still the bitch of the century
I'm doin' you nasty, look
This Viixen untouchable
I said, "nasty looks"
Viixen walked in church and made
The whole congregation uncomfortable
So you can boo and find a bitch
That thinks she's fuckin' with me
But make sure she's sugar free
Cause these bitches sweet
No I'm not gon' kiss ya cheek nigga
Don't get dramatic
Why would I put my lips on
You? Loso you'se a faggot! Body gang