Pota**ium - Pota**ium vs Brain Busta lyrics

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Pota**ium - Pota**ium vs Brain Busta lyrics

[Pota**ium] The thought of defeat sits in your head, but you went ahead thinking you can seize each opportunity I'll break his vocals, I can put this child in the box now but first b**h humour me They all say this is a bag so how you gon' change this body, When you haven't even reached puberty? Me Lose to this kid? I ain't having it, he's average, no matter what the judges say, he clearly lost to Maverick You been telling everyone I'm finna beat you, when you really hoping it comes down to the wire But everybody knows it's true That's why they clap and sing the same tune cause you preaching to the choir This child talkin' bout' running the place, guns in his face and dude's selling weight? When you still get in trouble for not eating the vegetables on your plate? Looking at your writing, win? No, I can tell that you don't have the labor or feats Your words beg for a hiding, Nil growth, Jim Crow, this lost/laws favour the sheets This the lion's den, you inside mistaken barriers, but No shame in being inferior I'll fill the pen and crack your areas like the Ronald Reagan era You came close but no cigar, beating me will be bizarre, let's just hope Mer doesn't go that far Thread on these waters Man'll will get tagged, confederate flag, I'll leave him red for crossing up these stars Have you heard his recordings, no flow or cadence and his writing's slack We're all in the sidelines screaming "drop the Mic busta" Like Tyson's back! Going on after Maverick, deep in his heart he knew he was wrong He robbed another and another, not just Maverick, the damn list is long Never really had any competition, just dashed and ran around the block building up the quarrys We consider pity when we let you win, you act innocent but you're bathing in villain's glory I exposed you, All facts, wasn't tryna be slick when I told the children's story [Brain Busta] You know I'm crazy don't call that a shocking truth I'm bananas putting Pota**ium to good use I rip open your chest and then I tear out every part of you Till you got your ribs on your face like there ain't no napkins at the barbecue I'm looking towards the future while I'm bringing back your past How does it feel to lose to all 3 BYOB champions thinking the win was in your grasp? I screamed from the rooftops, "Let him die, Mike Parker!" You made Jekyll antidotes but then came Hyde's lightning harder Wanna be the champ? You should be trying harder Now you're on a rocky road with a frozen bank account that's an ice cream parlor I'm battling Pota**ium he ain't a vet he's crap Bring my fist to his skin till he's standing still that's freeze tag So you used to be called Geril Really? Geril? Are your pets even sterile? Do you have the relationship with your pops that Michael Scott had with Darryl? Do you drink beer straight out the barrel? Geril? Your lyrics they're a little messy Did you hire a ghostwriter by the name of Lil Mezzy? I bring chloroform to a pillow fight then strangle you with the mattress Man I understand your bars less than D-CYPHR's accent I'm your worst enemy the threat level is major I give him a/uh migrain/my grain like I'm a farmer who's his neighbor Who cares if that farmer bar was random I still slay greater I'm farmersonly.com cause I got so many haymakers Now y'all say you wanna hear some aggressive bars not dumb puns Too busy relishing in your pain/pane like I use gla** windows as hot dog buns Time for me to end your career you bout to get mic checked Can't even climb out your bodybag at least not since Mike checked Maybe you're great with the "music" bits I bet your fiddling's great But in battle rap it matters who can spit bars and you don't want my chewed up Twix in your face I don't usually do gun bars and I know I'm white But you'll hear, "Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" baby it's cold outside So I've been joking around this whole verse But gather around let me tell you bout the sh** that really hurts I've considered ending it all looked out my window at night And you bet your a** it ain't just to see the pretty sights You probably spent your childhood smiling making friends and going Christmas caroling I know you went Christmas caroling cause YOU'RE A CHOIR BOY COMPARED TO ME!!!!!