HipHopCanada Battle vs. Vee
Check out the artist page.
Stream all 12 songs for free.
Lyrics
Aiiyo, personally, I ain't got no vendettas or beefs
But fuck wit me you get dead on the streets
I'm like the Gladiator swingin' my blade in all the arenas
And puttin' a bitch in front of me won't change my opinions
Cuz I'ma lyrical killer, realer than anything you ever heard
Wit better words that blaze hotter than you ever were
I don't know a shit about Vee, and he don't know a shit about me
But he can still guzzle my piss
Like fuck that, huh, I'd rather just tackle the bitch
Squeeze his neck until his Adam's Apple crackle and shit
Hoist his corpse on the tabernacle in front of the Holy Cross
Wit the Mother Mary cryin'
My sacrifice to this underground hip hop association
To counter MCs bred through invetral fertilization
A nation just like Vee, who might be, treated so lightly
Every block labels'em foreigners sightseein' so
Fuck a gun and a clip, cuz my lips'll make you do backflips
Wit ill lyrics, burnin' you like a book of matches
My rhymes fathered this bastard
While I'm stuffin' him in an anonymous casket
