BattleRapLive

DOLLAR STORE (DRAKE N' 'NEM DISS) #drake #kendricklamar #jcole #future #rickross #Metroboomin #Diddy #BattleRapLive #djakademiks #wack100 #rapbeef #battlerap lYRICS: Space! I don't know what it is. Maybe I just got inspired 'cause G-Dep came home man. Shout out to him a real lyricist. Makes me reminisce on the days when lyricism was real. Ya know'I mean so I decided to do this right here. Check it. (Tone Space Space Space Space!) Drake's shit is ass but it ain't even his fault It's these fans man they settle for low lyrical assault bar game win no bars gained, the bar is some bargain dollar store retarded flawed flows all these stars lame Who the fuck is Drake I couldn't name you two songs Like a Buddhist Monk I stay in my own meditative zone Real competitive come better if you ever get at Tone I ain't ever with the meas'rin stick of what you see as dope this basura' real repetitive I let 'em live and don't ever ever give they rhetoric a second spin at all if I let it rock the first time, give me 50's worst rhymes it's better than that Kendrick diss and Kenny's shit ain't go It ain't any of they faults, shit I'm glad you niggaz made it hope you never been to any of them Diddy fests for doe Or gave ass up for the accolades I pass up on the tracks y'all made Still happy 'cause you Black and made it out the place you from Maybe not as much for Drizzy he ain't from the hood like Spizzy or got spun until he dizzy over crumbs made in the slums Ain't he actin' and he rappin' from a pen that ain't his passion who's ya writer? Lemme at 'em what's a bottle to the gallon it contains? Or a vessel to the spirit animating it I'd rather hear the sender than the messenger relaying it Imagine if you never gripped a pen and then you made it quick You cannot comprehend the love as much as who created it Champaign ain't poppin' like the Henny in this flow But the fans they be jockin' just whatever plays the most Need a mandate to stop 'em so I smother them in smoke with their man-dates in stockings now the fuckin' game's a joke Punchlines fell on hard times, these ain't even part-time bar-grinding, hard rhyming spittas still they star shines All of that is cool if lyricists would get to glow But the format is for fools to keep you dumb, deaf, blind and broke Watchin' all these niggaz' Jewels and spend ya last bit on some clothes Yeah we all been wishin' while it's granted to the few they chose Ain't no competition closest one that's dope to me is Cole No apologies or pleadin' when ya heat steamin' the cold Either gotta be a demon with the heat beamin' at foes or a lottery to peak reapin', the deeds you workin' fo' Shit is trash, shitty ass, little yags, I can't even say it.. Or this is flagged, where we at? This is bad Geria-tric and wack, this is old, sick and cold sick of bro, bitch who throw, pussy at, every cat That's why I'm critical of every critic's quotes of these little dolts Baphomet has got you pickin' fo', who he says the G.O.A.T. Rappin' isn't part of who you chose, no it isn't yo' Packagin' an artist fits the mold, when they skill is low This fascism is bad, for them kids killin' them tracks in they trap where they tryna last, and outlast they conditions So fuck a Drake cut, I lacerate victims like him and say "What?" You straight butt, a made up, paid slut warned in make-up Say what? Warned in make up?, Aye bra, warned cause they must say what, master makes up, so masses stay enslaved uuuuuuup.... This is Spizzy Izzy Ace Bitch ya dizzy shit is vertigo them verses are for grade 6.. 6 god? I think God is sick of all that fake shit I pick a card, Ace, 'cause I'm blackin' out in Spades bitch Clubs with yo Diamonds but you lack the Heart to say shit To thugs really rhymin' keep on shinin' stayin' basic keep on shinin' stayin' basic lookin' like you climbin' out the cave wit' ya line up of them lames, ain't yo' fault I hope you stay lit Drake's shit is ass but it ain't even his fault It's these fans man they settle for low lyrical assault bar game win no bars gained, the bar is some bargain dollar store retarded flawed flows all these stars lame

Battle Rap Live: The Album Track list 01. Ant Young For President 00:00 02. Challenge Accepted 02:16 03. How It All Went Down 05:38 04. Yellow And Gold 13:54 05. The Story Of Kyle Part 1 16:44 06. Diaper Mouth (Brave Alchemy Remix) 18:36 07. Dan Gable Class 2 (The Emperoar) 22:12 08. Oralation '99 25:43 09. '89 To Infinity Feat. Machete Red 28:29 10. Mr. Space 31:45 11. Battle Rap Live 35:02 12. The Story Of Kyle Part 2 37:49 13. Not That Many Men 39:20 14. Shut Ya Mout Feat. Trump The Don 43:01 15. God Did (Freestyle) 47:28 Bonus Track: World's Finest (What's To Come Remix) 52:39