[Round 1: Xcel]
Gully, my bad bro
Cause that Realiztic sh** is not the way I rock
But life drove me nuts, I gave Jesus the wheel, he couldn't make it stop
Excuses fake or not, sh** can degrade my stock
So since I'm back with the bars, it's right I take a shot
I was just in Michigan too, now you in Boston G
That's Helter Skelter but here Duck Down, cause we don't Rock with P
You stopping me? You ain't thinking responsibly
I go for blood, 'Cel/cell have you leaking on every artery
Wreck Shotti P with technology follow me
I take a Mac and sip P with Steve Jobs my G
Nikayah said I phoned you, to give dog the beast
The future, from what I see/C P you/U are obsolete
Dog with me, all that pride will get you broke to bits
Hope you legit, and not acting out some quotes from a script
My focus can drift, if the wrong words flow from your lips
Get 'Cel sick, think Elvis; You'll die over this sh**
See his guys showed him this, he ain't know what war bring
I show him empathy, poor thing, then pour things
Think Temptation lead singer if I go to draw king
Cause I bet you'll slide out first while I let the four sing
Random quotes on ransom notes, no limit is off G
sh** I even vacationed March through May
Take off Spring, brings static we all cling
f** a joke, bro I won't play with you
Talk to my Taurus that's what I call a debatable
I feel a way my dude, you could call it hating too
But how is he a new hero? He's incapable
I know all your folks don't get it
Yeah my bars fly over your head, but all my shots go in it
Think Jagerbomb; cause what I bear bro, the shots go in it
Open that body bag up and let Shot go in it
[Round 1: Shotti P]
If you watch me versus Skelly, you saw how that sh** got out of hand
Now usually that stunt will get you stomped out, by I understand
It was obvious why he lunged out, just thank God it was hurt feelings
And that's the reason why the fun stopped, because it could of been Curt Shilling
Another white boy bleeding from one sock
But that's how you commit a homi, make every punch feel like the earth moving
Now I'm catching a body in the middle of Ma**, like a church shooting
But you Xcel the god, am I supposed to believe in that n***a?
You just acting like a god, you Morgan Freeman a** n***a
But I get it bro, life made you this way
If life made you this way
Then let's see what d**h would do
See I respect every body in Team Homi... except for you
He don't rep a flag, he ain't g**n, nor letting the cannon shoot
But when I put on the mask, the game changing; Crash Bandicoot
b**h I came prepared, so you want to rap or scrap?
Cause we can make a change of plans, raise yo hands
And sh**'ll jump off 'Cel/cell like Shane McMahon
Let's leave it all on the table, that n***a Bangz is my son
I'm the n***a he look up to
And tell Pa**, he don't get a pa**, I'll f** that n***a up to
I'm from Detroit, where bullets fly and murder happens
Funny acting n***as die, I should Bernie Mac 'em
Think Boston Harbor, when he see/sea monsters, he'll know what happens
I'm leaving the god in the water like Percy Jackson
Look at him, he probably think this is a step back
But battling me is a set back
But I don't play though, you can die in the ring; Celebrity d**h Match
Try to act tough, nah my n***a just rap
Or I'm beating sh** down his leg, for everything that X lacks/Ex Lax
King Of The Dot, will I get charged for beating up a b**h n***a?
Cause Realiztic told me you be beating up your b**h n***a
You think that makes you a man?
You a little a** boy, and that's a big difference
Just imagine a random n***a whipping on your little sister
Is should pop his lead put the mil on him like six figures
Since he a Boston kid, I'm here to Pun-ish your son like Chris Rivers
He thought he was ready, but I knew I had the better style
n***a I'm from Seven Mile
So you know it get even more disrespectful in my second round
Dub n***a
[Round 2: Xcel]
I said speaking of Shotti, Nikayah I wanted the Horroh dude
But my phone be f**ing up, he probably heard me wrong it's cool
So I make something out of nothing, cause that's what a god could do
I compare Shotti and Shotty for a bar or two
Call your goons, let your faculty trip
My Homis moving cemetery yo sh**, now your clique the Zombie Zoo
Dog be cool, if you don't we pull up
Bolts locked, scope stocks, chrome co*ks, AKs that go chop
Basically, if war's where it goes, watch
Hit yo block, and give Shotti/Shotty an arsenal/Arsonal;
Y'all better hope he don't flop/Don't Flop
Your jokes hot, but with the bars, you barely aight boy
Ain't it bugged out that you the light version of a white boy?
With me, I'm no joker, go bat sh** on a dark night/Dark Knight
With sharp knives, and I twist 'em while I got them (Gotham) in your heart right
Then pull down, the blade serrated, it'll rip him to portions
Y'all peep that Batman sh**? Well you'll be tripping for sure when I show
You put my name in like some signal of war
If he wasn't supposed to die then why would you commision the/Commisioner god then (Gordon)
I force in a blade through yo cheek, get that forever smile
You tried to play the villain and died, think Heath Ledger now
Settle down, understand who you are, this my sh** kid
Boston, we had dirty water before Flint did
Headshot him, run up where he rest spotting
And give this Michigan n***a another lead problem
Your threats stopping, offensive lines go with a stretch option
I go for your jugular, to show who's the next problem
Boy, there's no remorse when I'm attacking ya
Take the battery out the back of ya
The fact is bruh, the fans counted me out, and them jacking ya
Got me pissed, so I got to bag P/pee like a catheter
You punishment, I'm just doing what I have to bruh
They could have seen DNA get spliced; think Gattaca
But you standing here, so you get this k** shot
Hold the steel shot, run up be like, "Be still Shot"
sh** he cooperated too... and n***a still shot
We clear the room, turn a motion picture to a still shot
Team Homi n***a!
[Round 2: Shotti P]
This n***a trash man, just a bunch of light punches and boring schemes
They should of replace your face on the flyer with the Jordan meme
No wonder you been dropping tiers/tears
I saw him on BET, and he was so bummy
And I was like "This n***a's raps gotta be fire."
But then I found out this n***a's a pathological liar
He no-showed two GZs, claiming that his kid's sick
I heard you lied about it, and if you ask me that's some b**h sh**
You be on the phone with Gully, storytelling like Slick Rick
So you skipping battles, you trying to hold a staff
Yeah that's how I know he wack
But if it ain't GZ it don't count, so I ain't condoning that
King Of The Dot don't need him, you don't sell ticks/Celtics
Y'all can Len Bias, but I'm ODing and still lying, well so be it
The fans can see the snake in 'Cel/cell like a Nokia
Hang it up, last year Danny put his career on life support
I'm just up here two-stepping kicking a lifeless corpse
You just keep dying, like you setting trends
Y'all seen his battle with P-nut? Don't watch it, it's not some sh** I recommend
n***a P-nut k**ed you, you should of rolled to Oakland with an Epipen
But in the 'Yac he said he homeless though...
Man, that must really s** when it's cold out
But how can you be a man to your daughter when you're not even a man in your own house
n***a knock it off, quit this battle rap character n***a
I f** with Boston, but I'm from a different Area n***a
Detroit city the most segregated place in America n***a
And I got King Of The Dot's first airhorn, I'm breaking barriers n***a
But you just another Facebook fraud, trying to drop knowledge
Every time you make a status, you bugging
You're not a god just because you look like a praying mantis
He thought it was cool to hit on a women, since Ray Rice happened
So watch me whip a n***a on stage like a Daylyt antic
It's Zoo Faculty, and your crew only as good as your weakest member
So I'ma put him on a T-shirt, that's the only way he'll be remembered
Clip so long, that b**h looks like it needs a render
Pistol grip and another gun charged like a repeat offender
Murder is my hobby, and you about to die for fun n***a
That's exactly what you get, for messing with a Dub n***a
Dub n***a
[Round 3: Xcel]
Yo, we got another n***a, on stage doing this extra sh**
Rap about B.E.T., my doo rag on UFF and sh**
I did get extra pissed but now my first question is
How can you talk down about an opportunity you'll never get
See the fans say I'm stuck in place and I never see that tier
But every battler knows my bars strike mad fear, get that clear
I rap weird, beauty store I'll get bagged here
f**....
f** is you talking about n***a? This ain't last year!
I see your facade, you here for they laughter; Phylicia Rashad
I know this b**h, a clear apple, banana to your apple
I could aim a pear/pair at ya and you could watch him swallow a slug, no Fear Factor