URLtv, Casey Jay, Nu Jerzey Twork - Nu Jerzey Twork vs. Casey Jay lyrics

This shit got me hot
Y'all be so impressed with what she do
I'm not as shocked surf at the Faceoff like
"The best Casey versus the
Best Twork who wins?" this shit gotta stop
Y'all can give me the strongest
Case' in the world, she won't get outta box
I might just blast
This automatic? Like lightening fast
This shotgun? Like Tyson jabs
I usually don't start my
Rounds off with similes
But, I just don't "like" ya ass
I'm rollin' deep
Why you always bringin' ya mom to ya battles?
If you lose she gon' if you win she so relief
They put up a 100K, told us niggas
"go compete" for a 100K
I'll look ya mother dead in her eyes as hеr
"You think I'm gonna let ya daughter
Live with this loadеd piece?"
Alright, then I'll rest my Case'
And so does she i'm talkin' coffin' in here
I'ma come to Texas
Find a lake to toss this bitch in
Get to ya home town
They gon' find you next to a dock (Doc) kid
Someone floatin' in the Austin Rivers
Larkin hit her chokes

I told you niggas I didn't want to
Do this i'm done bro i'm done

I said, you cry baby ass nigga
This was supposed to be Swave
This nigga called and complained
He the reason this shit changed
But, I ain't upset
I'm more mad this who y'all call the best
A procrastinator, versus a dangerous threat
I'm not surprised, he'd rather
Battle a bitch, he too afraid of Prep
For 100K? I will kill
They said I had to battle him, shit, big deal
I knew I'd get to Jerusalem
Cause the capitol is real (Israel)
Who the fuck did you think I was nigga?
You 'bout to find out
I heard you was askin' for Case'
You gettin' tried now
The pressure gets applied now
Cause them blue strips, you can't fake those
We both tryin' to elevate
We tryin' to fight over this
Bag like Saweetie and Quavo
That's bodies droppin', that's not an option
Ya name "Twork"?
Y'all can't convince me that
This pussy poppin' you hoe nigga
You always had hope nigga
You grew up in the church loso a ward
You should be rappin' like those niggas
I expose niggas
Tell me when shit for you changed up?
You've been around ushers
We know that them fake bucks after Swamp
Y'all really think that I'm scared of niggas?
I'm like Lori Harvey cause
I can pick which ever nigga it's no mercy
So fuck whatchu say bitch
Cause, I spray clips
Cause if it's beef for real
I won't spare a nickel
That's how you stay rich
So many fuckin' way I could kill him
My head hurtin' said "fuck it", just use
Jersey for practicin', red shirt him
The lead squirtin'
Now he on the ground twitchin'
He dead nervous the nerve of him
Thinkin' he could go against me
The timing bad
These two guns go together good
Like Fonz and Ave i'm kinda mad
Cause this who y'all sayin'
Is some fuckin' star?
The same motherfucker who got caught
Cryin' on the street corner
Nigga, you couldn't make it
To the fuckin' car?
I don't care what you say
You not who you say you are you bitch nigga
Claimin' Piru? Shit, this nigga
It's all a damn image
All he do is have one liner and gun
Filler in every transition this man finished
AR got lead in it
Catch him in his home like he
Tryin' to kill the situation
Baow, he dead in it
Beat me? That's somethin' I doubt nigga
It's a wrap for Twork
You 'bout to be out nigga
So go aheadbounce nigga

Casey, you bad as bad
A nigga ask me how you look I'ma say
"attractive" fast nigga can't even ask me if
I'm a smash or pass i mean your face, umm
But yo' ass? Is grass
It's some decent actin'
I've peeped ya tactics
I mean I've got my highs and lows
I go there when I want like season passes
But, you? Been doin' this shit
For umpteen amount of years
We ain't equal rappin'
I mean, I battled Dougy one time
And went straight to, almost NOME
You ain't peep the madness?
All it took was one book and them
Doors opened up like a secret passage
This nina clappin'
I'm talkin' Aaliyah, I put One In A Mil'
Catch you comin' out the club, like
"What is the deal?"
Her silly ass tryin' to figure out
How to run in some heels
Bitch you better run for the hills
I'm comin' for real i'm gunnin' for real
Chase you down, take you
To the highest tower, she want me to chill
Out the window, Case' thrown out
Like I won an appeal
I put eight in the clip, AK to this bitch
When it's my time to work, I stay puttin' in
You mad cause I'm holdin' my shit
Down? That's why Case' sensitive?

Chokes it's all good, listen Casey
All y'all Bardashians all you bitches go
I'ma run down on all y'all with pistol smoke
Clip full of jalapenos
It's gonna start with Jay but it end wit' O
I'm Strapped In i'll clap you in a coma
Madness, I could snap at any moment
Listen, I done fucked all y'all
Queen of The Ring bitches
That shit miniscule only bitch left is Babs
And she gon' get it too
I'ma come to her house
Fuck her on the couch like that shit is cute
I'm talkin' Michael in The Woods
Humpin' on the Bunny in the living room
You better get in tune
You hype cause Caffeine gave you a show?
You gotta get ya hours up
Well it's ya final hour
You think they gon' come to ya
Grave when I kill you? I highly doubt it
Let's see if all ya white buzz
Gon' come and give Cauli flower
(cauliflower) smack calls time
Crowd claps at the end of Twork's round
But that nigga get claps
For choking that's crazy

We was holdin' shit down
When you was out due to injury
I know you healed physically
But, you ain't shook back mentally
Cause you always rememberin' you
Was almost a memory
Nigga, how you Strapped In
But wasn't strapped in?
I'm about to take away from your confidence
Your accident, just shows us
Not living what you rap
About has a consequence i can't honor it
But do you believe in a Parallel Universe?
I do ya pops was a dope fiend
In need of some protection and some help
So when he seen you with that cracked head
You just showed him a reflection of himself
It was right after you battled Danny Myers
And it's all odd
Cause you went from rappin' with
Him to being one
Flat line away from never rappin' a Bar- god
I'm Strapped In! I'll clap you in a coma
Nah, he wasn't strapped in
The doctors was tryin' to clap
Him out his coma but y'all had me fucked up
Talkin' like I can't get past Twork
That troubled me, cause Twork can't make
Me cut my rounds short
Shit y'all can't Hustle me it's fuckin' me
Am I the only one
Thinkin' y'all was trippin'?
Cause if I lift this 9 or 357
That puts the odds against him
I'm hella different
Two guns, a double threat
Like my nigga not respondin' fast enough
I'm sendin' double texts (TECs)
I'll off this cat and keep
Ringin' on him like, "Nigga, call me back"
Nigga, I let it go in a
Minute and have your face gone if I'm pussy
This pussy grip so the bust won't take long
So hold this L, cause it's not mine
This big dawg droppin' tiers
(tears) on cam' like K-Shine
Trust me I'm wildin'
I plan on droppin' Twork
(twerk) more than Megan Thee Stallion
That's Texas shit

But when you was emotional about a bitch
I seen how you did Norbes
When you was checkin' him
Nigga, you the reason they
Callin' battle rap "wrestling"
You was supposed to do him foul
And I ain't see no hands
But oh, damn, it's his signature to choke
That's why he hit him with a choke slam
You low fam'
You even left The Goonies for NWX
Nobody even provoked him
You was supposed to be a rider (Ryda)
That's why I got one of
His homies to smoke him
Even paid his Ace, I mean (Amin)
He caught him when he wasn't expecting cuz
Now Twork's Bobby Brown cause he lost
His whole family to drugs (Drugz)
You said, yo' stepmom killed yo' daddy

Well me I'ma bring a baritone
And I'ma kill yo' mother if it's
Even a single parent home
You 'bout to die baby
Nahi died, but you was ass
This shit- sometimes I gotta apply patience
But my guns get wiped, washed- all that
The 9's stainless
You ever seen Dave Chappelle on
Half Baked? It's high maintenance
Ruger stray, to ya face
I only said Dave Chappelle
You seen him play ball with
Prince? Shoot the J (ay) chokes
Jersey man i isolated myself
Cause wasn't nobody gonna take
Credit for this i was stressin' and shit
Muhfuckas givin' me lectures and shit
Like, "Do this", "Go first"
"fight back", "Don't choke"
"He might choke he might not"
When the fuck will this stop?
I had people saying
Casey gets mad at Twork muttering to himself
And says "Shut the fuck up bro"

Had people sayin' this was the
Biggest battle of my life
Like these motherfuckers knew what kind of
Battles I had to fight
I mean not many could withstand the mental
Capacity to even chat wit' me but actually
The viewers can get the right angle
To know it's an L to try to rap wit' me
You square nigga
You be shootin' people and shit swear nigga
I mean, yo' pen game strong to be fair nigga
But this type of shit is rare nigga
This a lot of paper and I'm tryin' to hit so
Many zeros that they connect
Me to the operator
It's time to anchor, it's null and void
Your style, ain't even your style
I'm so annoyed
But he swear he did everything
First like Soulja Boy
But, you've been travelling, eating good
I catch him out, 'til this mil'
(meal) come with fight like Waffle House
Shots to his chest, he's shapeshiftin'
He fucked
Know it's hard to believe like rape victims
AK liftin', around shoot
I'll air it out like a loud boo
That's not a loud boom
I'll put the silencer on it, the sound proof
But, you a Street Fighter? Well I
Advise you to think wiser
Cause fuck if he giant and
Off the muscle like Zangief
This guy'll get violent it's cool
Cause the gun got a kickback like Chun
Li with a grip like M bison
So anybody that dials him
Gets stretched longer than Dhalsim
Who really puttin' up a fight
Now? I doubt it's him

Battles with three classic Twork
Rounds? The file's slim
O'fficial killed you
And now you tryin' to get revenge on me?
Nah, city girl's up two and
This Lil' Uzi underneath JT
But, I wanna see you talk that
Shit when the razor come
He came tryin' to hit a lick
Now he can't even speak in his native tongue
Fuck if you got a gun if nobody gettin' hurt
If I fire I put everything in a box
This my last day of work i'll off his
(office) team
They all get a box like a cubicle
Y'all gon' have to find Twork's
Replacements from The Crucible
And you don't get no more nigga, fuck you