URLtv, Nu Jerzey Twork, Jey The Nitewing - Nu Jerzey Twork vs. Jey The Nitewing lyrics

Nice haircut don't' take this wrong way
’cause I'm glad you're still breathin’
My thing isyou survived somethin' I
Don't actually believe in
It's no accidents in this life
Everything happens for a reason
That's the reason you alive, son
'Cause this ain't no
Accident neitherbut I'mma
Make it look like one
You’re gonna die somethin’ bad
But because you the homie
Here's some advice:
Don’t fuck this up - you're
Just gonna provoke me
You see the smoke that they sеt
Out for me? Just a smokescreen
Front-row seats, but hold your
Hеad up, young'un, it's still a nosebleed
Shit, I can barely see Jerzey
(Jersey) from here with Suge, I set the bar


Killed him, but at least he losin’ weight
Me, I'm still at large
Now it's Jerooz - no, LaRusso
He was a fighter, now he flippin' cars
Biggest farce, like we can't see you for the
Junkie that you really are
I'm thinkin' Eisa: you just meltin' down some
White bitch like a Disney star
I get it, y'all i went from mad slow to
Rappin' too fast though
Every prediction: "You can't
Fuck wit' Raivon!" is that so?
Well, we done made him reevaluate
All the niggas they try to validate
Low, mid, top - fuck tiers! I just retaliate
The MadKing this is the most copied style
Vs a style you can't
The ironyyou think you disrespectin' me
Wit' every "BOW" you make i shook his pride!
That nigga Twork dyin', he only look alive
Almost died 'cause his eyes kept closin'
Well, then he shouldn't drive nigga, please
More irony: outta nowhere, this nigga bleeds!
Oh, you Piru thuggin'? Like I give a fuck
We in the West
It's most niggas outside who doesn't
I'm lookin' in yo' eyes
Not that rag or the signs you chuckin'
'Cause nine times outta 10

It's a nigga your size who tucks it
Yeah, this finna be a bag!
I knew that before I ever seen the crash
Niggas shot up your whip when you wasn't
In iteven your enemies are trash
After ya last scene on Caffeine
I knew your energy would crash
Bro, you gon' fuckin' die!
Like this cat'll peel a
(caterpillar) nigga cap
Bro, you a fuckin' lie
Get ignant, 'cause I could coon (cocoon) too
But with Wing, it's a butterfly!
Nigga, how 'bout it? Been outside
Callin' all of you clowns out it
"Nitewing? Ain't that a sidekick?"
Yeah, nigga, I round houses!
Get SoundClouded: pushed underground
I ain't playin' wit' you mad as King
Bring a whole magazine for my anger issues
"That's a warning!
Somethin' wrong under the hood:
Check engine light?"
Stupid nigga, you know that I'm a mechanic
Right? Let him brandish a weapon
I'll pull a arm out like
"Hand me those wrenches"
I'm talkin' three 8s (3
8") , 9 milli': I can go standard or metric
You a man wit' a death wish
Set-trip, get him beamed up said he boolin'
I'll catch him while he coolin'and he freeze
(antifreeze) up fuck Twork!
Said it stand for "thug work"
How does that sound?
Shit, I was a thug lookin' for
Work before these SMACK rounds
Why you think I chose mechanics?
They wasn't doin' any backgrounds!
The fuck you gon' rap 'bout!?
Can't tell me that my craft is weak
Maybe my wardrobe? I'm still new
To this fashion thing
See, I was never the nigga with the
Fresh fit and the jacket mink
I was the nigga that walked up on you like
"Nice jacket - mink!" madness? Please!
You don't know what madness means
You seen my madness streak
I'd pass this geek even if
I only had two weeks
Now tell me that's a reach
Like every jab you eat
Won't have you reachin'

Down the bathroom sink to grab your teeth
But, you gon' rap with mebro, how?
No crowd, yo' style great for Volume
But, it's low-dial i asked the Goonies
He only at his best when it's sold out
Roadhouse: they wanna see you bring
Back that old bouncer
That's crazy, 'cause if you Pat Swayze
I only see you as a Ghost now!
Facebook, convict: I gotta do
Another pro foul (profile)!
That's how this go i'mma drop you
Stand you back up to get dropped some mo'
You unconscious? I don't care
They yell, "Stop it!" No!
I'm tryna kick you back up like
I done dropped the soap! It's time to go!
But this timetry not to choke mad

I say yo not too long ago
I was in the hospital
Doin' pain and sufferin'
Tried to come back to battle
Rap, I told Smack, "Bring me somethin'"
He said, "Jey The Nitewi-" - I tried
To change the subject
I'm only battling you 'cause every nigga
In this game was duckin'
You think I'm bluffin'?
You think I chose to battle you, nigga?
We ain't even in the same discussion
They usually do what the star commands
Like Buzz Lightyear
They done literally gave me Wing for nothin'!
This seems redundant!
I know this bitch'll quit
You gon' come here wit' angles about
A bunch of shit I did
They don't need a documentary to
Know who I am, jey
(MJ) , 'cause This Is It! Pistol lift!
How y'all got him beatin' me!?
He's a little kid! Okay, by a show of hands
How many of y'all say this nigga wins?
Okay, I see one Nite stan
And you won't ever see this bitch again!
This is in! Who's talkin' for me?
Who told you to see my name
And start walkin' towards it?
What, you thought my bars was normal?
Thought I was all performance?
'Til they put Jerzey
(jersey) on a Nite (knight)
Like Martin Lawrence!?
When we started doin' this!?
This my return - you done
Gave me this old lame?

Why treat me like a benchwarmer when
I played in the most games?
I asked for Daylyt, Tay Roc, B dot
Everything you were sayin' was so lame
Then you give me a nigga from Washington!?
I'm tired of playing with no name!
Cold game! The supply is gone
I ain't sayin' you trash, my nigga
But, you ain't on the time I'm on
You tried this wrong
Lemme get your rhymin' strong
Like9 is palmed, slide wit' jawns
Send the guys in for him
Have 'em waitin' outside for Jey
(J) nah, that line too long fire arm!
You finna die likely!
This where it gets worst at, Nite
(night) , like bronchitis palm prices
Soon as you go to "Mr
Anderson: red or blue pill?"
I'mma answer that wit' the 9s likely
Straps to his palms striking
Guns are both red and blue like Time Crisis
I'mma ERRT! Drive-by and-
Waityou told Griz because of
Your Samoan trait's
He would die over weight
Waitany drugs you got
I'm finna make 'em mine now
I swear to God, for some 'caine
I'll flip Jey upside down
Nowthat was somethin' I was
Hoping you would get
You know, you know, J, cane upside d-
Totally legit
Back to the drugs - I heard homie is a lick
I'll pull up to his crib
You know when you leave clothes at a
Shorty crib? I'm slowly movin' in!
BOOM! Kick the door!
See the King and take the crown up off him
Like, "Jey, if anybody don't get down
We sparkin'"
Tie 'em up, duct tape over they mouth
"mghgmmghgmmmmm!"
If you don't tell me what I wanna hear
You gon' be soundin' awful he like
"Twork! I can tell you where
The pounds and bark is!"
Rip the duct tape off his
Mouth - now you're talkin'!
Surround the closet! I need more provided
His daughter cryin'

He hopin' I switch the topic
Grab her up, and tell him
"Tell me what I wanna hear or
I'm holdin' this bitch up hostage"
You got options either give up the shit
Or I'mma put the chrome to
This kid and pop it if shit come between Jey
(Jay) and ki's (Keys)
It's over for Lil' Mama bomb 'em!
I see you don't care dyin'
You see this big-ass gun in her
Hair look like a hair dryer
Eht eht eht! You better not dare try it
I found another way to cook
Wingwhatever I air fry y-
Nah, I'm gettin' dead tired
Listen, as soon as you gimme what I want
I'mma kill everybody! I'm bein' too honest
I'mma leave this bitch pissed off 'cause
Everybody in the room shot up
Put a beam on the tool poppin'
I'm hittin' everything the light
Touches like Mufasa! Tool poppin'-
Listen, I could aim at a crowd
Of people and still shoot proper
I know who to kill by how you
Dress - yo' shoes chopped up
Soon as I see dad jeans and big TboOM-BLAKA!
Move out the mothafuckin' way
'fore this 40 dump
That was ran dom (dumb) like Forrest Gump!
I got shorty stuck, you better match this
You just got up here to talk about
My accident? That shit was very tragic
Yo' head get cracked in beretta clappin'
You gon' walk around with a glass
Pupil if I ever clap this
That's one bullet in the eye
(I) object: sound like a wedding crasher
I'm strapped in! I'm strapped in!
I'll clap you in a- (coma) fuck that!
I'mma come to Federal Way
Washington and clap you to Tacoma!
Youa GONEEEEEEEERRRR! I'm BACK!
A GONER! 40 about to bang him!
Have his fam' rushin' him to the hospital
Blood pourin' and got 'em shaken
They anxious
His mom, sister, cousin, aunt wildin'
"We need more of the doctors! Save him!"
He like, "Please excuse my dear aunt Sa-"
Somebody needs to order a operation
Glock'll bang him! And while you laid up
I'm wit' ya freak bitch

Just between me and you, she's decent
She said, "Jey ain't fuckin' wit' you, Twork
Not even in the least bit"
I'mma let you in on a little secret
I see this bitch every night, constantly
While you wonderin' where your freak went
Now I don't want no altercations
She be blowin' my phone
Up, I'm like, "Shorty, i'mma call you later
Oh yeah? Ya don't say?"
She said she gon' come over with the
Gang and do us all a favor
She said you just a mechanic!
Yeah, you can work on my check engine light
But what you gon' do once we alternate her
(alternator)!?
Larkin bangin', soon as I see the nigga
50 in the 30: I'll get a speeding ticket
Nina grippin'
I'm ridin' 'round lookin' for him
Until I complete the mission
'Til this casket filled
I can't take a break: I (k) need a minute!
Jersey! I heard even Drake made a donation
Shout out to Drake

I found that kinda funny at first
"Champagnepapi"? No surprise he throwin'
Money at Twork (twerk)
I liked you better in your early days
Back when I only knew you as Twork somethin'
Before your name bubbled up
Before your performances got wobbly
Before you took a battle just to fuck it up
Before the whole Twork
(Twerk) Team was clappin' behind you
Gassin' you up
Talkin' up like on every card, he be
(Cardi B) 'Backin' It Up'
Back when you had your own work
Before you took your little bro's work
Actin' like you was makin'
The style - y'ain't
(Megan Thee Stallion) low, Twork (twerk)
The snapbackbefore you was makin'
Them SMACK racks snatchin' that old purse
That's the GOAT Twork
Like Adina Howard can still get it
We need that old Twork (twerk)
Bro, that's for sure "Excuse? Miss?
I saw you from across-" yeah, that was hard
But now it's just Pills
And Automobile problems
It sound like Capsule Corp
You been cappin' too hard
Actin' like ya ain't gettin' complacent
Chokin' because the niggas y'all
Gave him are nameless
But now the niggas wit' names gotta chase you
That don't make sense
I said, it must be yo' ass
'cause it ain't the niggas you
Chasin' wit' ya punk ass

Congratulationson bein' the only
Thing Ave was chasin' wit' his drunk ass
Made Swamp look like "He might actually
Be nice" with your dumb ass
Yeah, that wasn't it
Had you lookin' like a bummy bitch
Straight homeless, Twork
(twerk) pushin' a shopping cart
Like Russia lit forgot your bars? Bro
You the most absently-mindful excuse
Of a rapper
I'm mad my tax dollars revived you
Tell the fans all these lies
You bein' "strapped in" a lie, too
That's what got the top of your head
Lookin' like your cat doesn't like you
I shouldn't have to remind youthat
You better than this
This all comin' from me, nigga
I taught you better than this
Oh, now you comin' backto shake
That monkey off your back?
I hope you come around, you fuckin' clown
Prob'ly need the bread 'cause the
Car insurance ain't comin' down
Runnin' rounds over and over again
Wit' that chopper style
Fuck this battle - his real challenge
Prob'ly havin' to 'Buss It' now
I'm back on my bullshit
They put you in here wit' the best
When I'm done
I'mma text Norbes to wire transfer the rest
You in the dirt, bitch
Nicki Minaj: I'll leave Twork (twerk) stiff
After breakin' his jaw
If Jey gettin' caught, it's house
Arrest, strap around the ankle
Tryna shake an assault
Your new tape gettin' boughtthey
Should be thankin' you, raivon
They gon' buy it just to
Remember you after the King, von
Idris Elba: I know these white folks
Ain't lettin' me make Bond
Oh, now I'm spazzin'
Don't let that mayo glizzy shit fool you
Nigga: the combo nasty
Get knocked into last week
Y'all better start leavin' me alone!
Every punch harder than tryin' to talk
To Beasley on the phone!
The substance is silent
I'll let the crowd reaction

Cover the violence
The same way you let stardom cover
Your eyelids from the fuckin' truth
Yeah, they lovin' you
From how you be punchin' and wildin'
Jumpin' and holla-in'
Look like you 'bout to run
Off wit' another deposit!
Nigga, I'm from that island
"Look alive"? Bro
I'll punch you dead in your face
You don't want war
You can yell 'til your voice hoarse
And you red in the face i'm a regular nigga
I pay my taxes and I'm from Federal Way
I took my real life, made it rhyme
And then sped up the pace
I got white neighbors, two beautiful kids
And I'll punch you dead in the face if
You ain't hear me the first time
See, most niggas be exaggeratin'
I don't have the patience
To craft some random-ass bullshit
From my imagination
"I'll shoot you while you takin' a shit!"
Yeah, that's funny when it's
Only thought about
It's even funnier when the same niggas is
Askin' me to stall 'em out
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout!?
All trash! You a lame nigga!
Hall Pass: a loud (allowed) strange nigga!
All that energy don't hit the same, nigga
After the car crash, what's finna change
Nigga?
From the SMACK events to the accident
You still the same nigga
It ain't no Nu Jerooz
What would your legacy be like?
Same as that fuckin' Subaru mad

This shit got me stressed
'Cause just like me, I see potential in you
But somehow I feel you tried your best
I'm not impressed too repetitive
Just angleafter angle, same cycle
That's why I brought extra wit'
Me like a laundromat i should Bounce
'cause I ain't got much to Gain
From a nigga who takes dirty laundry
And put his All in it i'm tired of that
Who honors that?
When did you start this style rappin'?
You used to be live-action it's quite tragic
The King must've got that off behind
My back like Bron pass- let's time travel
I literally watched you tweet and ask the
Fans for confirmation to try tactics
I died laughin'
You do the math! You have no angles
If you knew them points had zero value
Then why ask us (Y-axis)?
These guys backwards, no rules upheld
At least wit' this lazy-ass style
I can never see you losin' stealth
You gon' be goin' to these crews for help
Your battles won't be moved from shelves
Practically divin' in the vault:
You done screwed (Scrooge) yourself!
Renew yourself, or just watch
This the true essence of Hip-Hop
Yes, the fans love you now, but
Keep battlin' back-to back fuckin' up
That's where that shit stop
And four good years
(Goodyears) go on quick, like a pit stop!
Just watch! Wit' this sad-ass flow
How proud could you make yo' mother?
You are as dull as a butter knife
- that ain't gon' cut it
Speakin' of ya mother
You make raps about how you
Her child that suffer?
Disrespect your family? Clown your brother?
Them the same lips you used to
Open up your mouth for supper
To down your mother?
Nigga say he ain't have a
Mattress 'til he was 16

Had to wake up and make the floor
Yeah, we got a lotta ground to cover
I hate even bein' around this sucker!
You are a child up in this ring
But listen, bro, if you did struggle
At least now you're doin' your thing
Nigga ain't even have a mattress
Now look at you in California, Ki-
You are fuckin' CORNY! What's next!?
"My house was cold
I had to let the oven warm me
My moms was on unemployment
My grandma was blind and had
To read in Braille" touchin' story!
You fuckin' corny!
You proud to confess you broke?
Proud to be lesser folk!?
Livin' outta sheltered homes!?
You keep tellin' people "Come
Outside" 'cause you
Ain't got nowhere else to go?!
You know how many times
We heard struggle bars, nigga?
I said, "Apply yourself"
You ain't nothin' special
You just another guy they felt
They can profit off but, I swear to God
You won't ever find the wealth
I ain't saying you trash, my nigga
I can call a hot linebut
You better find some help
When you rap and I hear Daylytdieselhead ICE
Your message not as felt
I can never call you "King"
Until you recognize yourself
Why the fuck y'all think Jey (Jay) Pharoah!?
He sounds like everybody else! Jermaine!
What impact have you had on this cul-
You know what? Don't answer
You are an intricate Head
ICE at bestold-fashioned switch ya style!
You could be Champion of the
Year! Go grab it!
Jermaine, go get the belt: Joe Jackson!
This so tragic!

You thought you had a fresh face
But instead it's"madKingi wanna rap slow
So just wait relaxtighten on mebreastplate"
Looks like you all outta moves
King! Checkmate! You had the BEST PLACE!
But now you ain't gettin' no mo' push!
"When a star is born-"
That shit only make the promo good!
Nigga, you only got one Trick in your arsenal
(Arsonal) , like "I don't know no S-"
We keep hearin' the same
Song for the mechanic
Don't you KNOW NO GOOD!?
You don't even stick out in your own class
And that's a bad thing kid Chaos, Lu Castro
Real Sikh all blew up in the fast lane
Now I admit, before URL, you was the MadKing
That's 'cause you was a man amongst boys
My nigga just mad lame
They put Jermaine around a buncha lil' kids
And called it The Rap Game? Nigga!
You won't never be in charge!
They book you as a test dummy, nigga
And you better do your job
Why you think you beat Lu Castro and he
Went on to battle veterans in cards?
You made it all the way to NOME for $25K
Just for a check to give to Fonz
They book you to get other talent, nigga!
You should be mad at whoever is in charge
But, I commend you, 'cause without Nite
(night) , we woulda never seen them stars
Jermaine robinson!
You're finally in the game that competes
JR? Junior? Don't matter - you won't be
Gettin' a name after me!
This where it change after me
You won't get a better match you way!
Wit' this fuckin' wack-ass style, you
Gon' be a PG forever, nigga
You won't never graduate as for me?
I sat out for eight months
I'mma be everlastin' straight
You think I need battle rap to eat!?
My skull cracked, NIGGA!
I'mma forever have a plate! Bitch! Jersey!

Ladies and gentlemen
The most electrifying style in battle rap
I remember seeing and thinking"well
I wouldn't wanna battle that"
But then I battled that30 fucking
Times on the way up
Got the nerve to compare a perfect Jey
(J) with a layup
We both classed as different
And I fucking hate it
Because you stole your style
I'm surprised ya ain't Crip-walkin' wit'
The flow by now
You took Lu moves, then switched sides
That what yo' shit 'bout
Had Castro like, "Hell no sonny sold us out"
Well, damn
Niggathat's how you doin' your side people?
Castro, after taking your style
The guy leaves you? That's fucked up
With friends like that
Who needs white people?
That might be inappropriateor appropriation
I mean, it's arguable
Twork return in the spotlight now
'cause it's more marketable
I knew all in due time
They'd find out it didn't start wit' you
From the sounds to the bounce
Twork really got it all from Lu
This is what I want y'all to dofor me
Think of all his moves
'cause he took all of them the Bigga 9
The Little 9 the Scarecrow
The Revolver Spin the Uptown
The Downtown the First Take
The Recap the eeert the skkeeert

You prolly should've let him keep that
The nnk-nnk the chk-chk
The Bull Dog the Joe Budden
The Weird Nigga the Janitor
The Clearview the Hold Button
Bro you fuckin'- I can't even call
You "trash" cause that sound insane
The way you recycle I can't even
Throw you out the same bigga 9?
That should've told us that
The rounds the same i'm a different caliber
Cause Smack, unlike who you got me
I don't recycle my bars
I just recycle the bodies cause like I said
I battled niggas doin' the shit that you do
Which gets me confused on how y'all
Niggas expect me to lose
Now you could argue that they never could
Do what you ever could do the problem is
I've already met the maker I'm sendin' you to
You a carbon copy
Shell of what you used to be
Even your carbon copy
Y'all see where we are?
Everybody just tryin' to be Twork
There's barely even a nod
The rap niggas who don't conform
Y'all don't even regard
Before COVID y'all used to roast us
For goin' deeper in thought
Congratulations Raivon
You done cheapened the sport
That's why we aren't the same
All they want is moments now
They wanna feel somethin'
They don't want the pain they want the BAOW
They wanna be "Wooow" by
Your Mickey ass charm

They don't want Jermaine
They call me "SoSo" deaf
(Def) to what I'm producin' opera music
I always leave y'all on a high
Note but y'all noddin' to it
He don't even write shit down rELAX!
He don't even write shit down every round
He puts his last minute thoughts into
And y'all been eatin' outta
This nigga's palms
Cause he thinks y'all are stupid
And it's crazy, how life reflects art
Most of our lives we
Wasn't fathered through it
And here we are lockin' arms
With the wrong influence
You can stop me whenever I'm wrong but
I know y'all gon' prove it yeah, I know
He gon' get it inside the buildin'
Cause he provides a feelin'
Meanwhile I'm just some guy they call "King"
Castle with a higher ceiling
They never mind him
Set aside by the deaf and blinded
Within a time when
Pill poppin' and smokin' away yo'
Mind has been normalized then
Y'all gon' try to tell me
Y'all "got Twork 30" hehehe
That's only funny cause what that rhymes with
But, you are the chosen
Mr anderson I set this all in motion
You talkin' to The Architect we
Seen all your moments
And that's all they want though
So a sound of silence for
What you all condoning
While I'm just holdin' my balls in front of
Yoshi G for bein' too thought provokin'
Let's turn up the volume
So niggas can see the greatness made
In a 1984 dystopia waste of space
Until a rookie with a New Jersey
On the 23rd became a great
But, I think the 23rd- (That was hard)

It was hard but I think the 23rd
Would better serve as an expiration date
What's the takeaway?
I fall short today I'm not worried
Cause it's a marathon and in
The long run none of
Your gun bars can bargain with
The test of time that's why 'We Takin' Over'
And you're like Wayne when he in the church
Cause when we all look back we'll see
The King had a better verse mad

I'm glad we on the west coast
Some of the best smoke
Had to get the body of Nite
(knight) and drag in
(dragon) like Deathstroke tEC blow
I only say that causei know they want that
Gun bar haymaker Twork so let's go
Talkin' to you like that last round
Made me sick to my stomach
I had to give you that pep though (Pepto)
I wanted to start this round like
"Dezzi is dumpin'" but nahyou like 6'1"?
240 250?
Heavy for nothin' you built like a Teletubby
I could punch you square in the stomach
End of discussion
I ain't even gotta kill no more
Them LLC's been sparkin' my interest
I started a business
I'm talkin' automated messages when you
Call up the henchmen
Like, "One for English, Two for Spanish
Uno momento" you press three
They comin' down for all the redemption
Press four? They gonna turn up after night
(Nite) like an afterhours spot
And that's if you know your party's extension
I'm palmin' the biscuit
Shots at your father relentless
380's bang, I will kill yo' dad and ask
"Who died and made you King?" thang'll bang
I let two through too
Nah, we in LA? I'ma slide
With a few new goons nah, deuce deuce to him
Nah, Louisville Slugger to his dome
I don't wanna kill this dude too soon
So as soon as I see Nite
(night) club in (clubbin') his head
The boom boom room live action
My nigga Jey the Nitewing
You tired of rappin' these niggas man
Elevate, three shots
What you get this from B dot?
I'm like, get caps harder
This nigga look like a fat Saga
You get these from Marshalls? Chokes

You wasn't here when we had a line
You wasn't there Irving Plaza
You wasn't there for grudge matches
You wasn't there when Rex battled Shine
When Suge dissed Proof you wasn't
There like an alibi i am the guy
I commend you, cause they sound like me
You just don't sound like them
I've done so much for the culture
Tapped Smack's pockets, pulled
The hoodie down, jumped over a human body
Niggas sound just like me
You can see the things around I've done
I've talked so much I've broken records
I'm startin' to sound like one
This pound might dump or the Eagle will dump
Nah, y'all knew I was gonna be
On Caffeine kickin' his ass
I know you wasn't believin' this chump
Of course I'm gonna be in front
Of these white people cookin'
Wing ain't seasoned enough jersey