Ill Will vs. JAG

[Intro: ARP]
Max Out 2
Atlanta, if y'all havin’ a good time, make some noise, y'all
What's up? (YEAH!)
And we still not done!
Battler on my left, who you be?

[Round 1: Ill Will]
Aye, did y’all see outside?

[Crowd]
Aye, it's rainin', Blood!

[Ill Will]
You damn right...
But what if it rain blood?
This ain't no promo run
That shit was disgustin'
No disrespect to no Blood on this planet
That shit was for youngin
And I don't bang
So you can't say that shit was from frontin'
Plus if you my auntie son, and we at a family reunion
BITCH, you my cousin!
You told Math:
"See, Blood...
It’s ironic I say ’See', Blood
’Cause where I'm from, we don't C, Blood"
Now that was cool!
But you gotta be a bit more seasoned, Blood
Like...I'm seasoned, Blood
And this the season, Blood
I know C’s and Bloods - they'll be seizin' Blood
Body lockin' up, now you seizin', Blood!
Nurses screamin', "We need 20 CC's of blood!"
I'm a big ape in the game: I'm Caesar, Blood
Linе all them niggas up! It'll be seas of blood!
Ayе, aye, aye...
It's 'bout to get ugly, I'm honest
If it ain't a body, every round JAG get edged (Jagged Edge)
I Promise!
Oh, oh, you the new Deebo
You the new Deebo
Well, Willy tote it
I'll leave a bully folded
I'm 'bout to put a lot of bucks into this, JAG!
It's a fully-loaded
I'll drop you - try me!
Everything on the menu popped
One-two, uppercut, then your chin get rocked
Then a right by your side!
Boy, I'm the best friend you got
JAG! You a featherweight
I don't wanna hear about your resume
When battle rap is what made you elevate
I'm what you have to go through
I don't know why they say you beat Math, when he was spazzin' on you!
Now you want Big Jersey!? Arsonal!?
That's Fab in '02!
South Central! Tall cat!
But nigga, I'm wit' all that
I'll slap Chubby like he tryna get his little brother ball back!
JAG, you don't know what niggas from my home will do to you
My zone is beautiful
Known to shoot at you
16 shots at fo' niggas, the chrome is suitable
That's four IV's every 16: we roam in (Roman) numerals
I'll put his mama in his trauma wit' this Llama!
Big choppa!
Every time I cook, I'm arm(ed), Chubby: Big Mama!
Which doctors, gon' take care of him?
'Cause I'm checkin' the spot
Heckler and Koch, reckless wit' shots
Ref' in a Sixers game: I'll even give a TEC (tech) to the Doc
This the vibe, live or die
This my Starship, Enterprise
And it's just like Spock
I point, air (ear), it's splittin' 5
Dip and drive!
This street shit, is what I love, nigga!
Thug nigga! Drug dealer!
Them Pirus roll deep? Nigga, these bullets is Blood thinner
It ain't a nigga alive! I'm seein' everybody!
When I came to RBE, I changed it
'Cause I'm Really Beatin' Everybody
YakTown! In this BITCH!

[Round 1: JAG]
You thought you was gon' have a easy run wit' me, my nigga?
Please, my nigga
Nah, this how a fight feel
I'll punch you cold in yo' fuckin' mouth
Don't be givin' me no ice grill
I got a house in Bel-Air and Philly, too
I'm just like Will
I'll cut this nigga like a sushi chef wit' his dookie breath
Tonight, we eatin' sliced eel
Listen, nigga, I should make you eat yo' shit, and leak yo' shit 'cause you sneaked yo' chick
On the Internet, lookin' like she got hit by a brick on some Deebo shit
Nigga, is you stupid?
When we say we "beat up somethin'", mean we fuck somethin'
We ain't know you was gonna go home and really beat yo' bitch!
Listen, dawg
I'll leave fresh prints (Fresh Prince) on him, after killin' him
Swipe all the Banks, take all the safes, I'm talkin' cash at minimum
This that Uncle Phil-Jazzy Jeff treatment
Kick him out fast, get rid of him
But you? Remind me of Geoffrey Butler
This whole last millennium
'Cause nigga, I got it made (maid), so when you speak to me, it's "Master", William
Listen, I peel the steel right
I caught a body my last battle, but I'm tryna feel the feel twice
Nigga, I'll pull up to Pontiac in a Pontiac, packin' .9s
Oh, Mackk Myron your best friend?
Well, the MAC is mines!
I come with steel to kill right
You niggas killin' niggas on stage!?
Nigga, I'll get you killed in real life!
Listen, dawg...
See, I'm old-school, I carry the load, bring the thunder, and I'm on a streak
Will, I'm Will Ferrell
I do heavy liftin'
So think it's smart? I'm bringin' Will barrels (wheelbarrows)
Nigga, Los Angeles, City of Angels, I guide the city
The block is wit' me
Believe this, I bleed this Blood shit wit' every drop that's in me
You out here thinkin' of TV
Think ATV, though we not in Philly
Talkin' 'bout I'm hardly (Harley) liftin' choppers, 'til I pull up and pop a Willy (wheelie)!
Listen, nigga!
If this nigga anything like he say he is, he gotta see me
This little piece I got will give you everything you wished for
We got a genie
Is you brazy, slime?
Your insides will get revealed from this baby .9
I think we got a preemie
Pause!
It's like, how you be in Pontiac and you make a stop for a JAG?
See, that type of shit right there got me in the shop, tryna shop for a mag'
If I don't find one, I roll up to the block with the cash and pay the lil' bro
You think you won't get shot for a bag?
Nigga, please! Where I'm from, we gettin' shot for a flag!
Nigga! Now you out in the wild
Face-to-face wit' JAG, sayin' you was brave
See, this a jungle filled wit' predators
Basically, you prey
All I know is wit' this Desert heat, you won't make it through the day!
Right to the Nile, keep your secrets, take 'em to your grave
Discover channels, then leave Ill in it: Naked and Afraid!
Listen, my nigga...my words is classic
I catch him in Pontiac and make him swerve in traffic
Mike Vick in Atlanta, I used to get the birds and pass it
Y'all think he sick wit' all this weak shit?
Nigga, please! I'm up here handling Ill better than Earvin Magic
Nigga...you rush- listen...

(*The crowd starts to get restless, as some people begin to boo JAG, while others break off into side conversations*)

Listen...you Rush (H)our process...
You Rush (H)our process...it get as real as the plot
Mimic or mock, Detective Carter, Inspector Lee
Nigga, do you remember or not?
Well, flashback to Chinatown, right around the time the villain gets shot
This the part I take out the sticks and a nigga eat off Ill in a box
This nigga- oh my God...
Listen - you like to beat bitches?
Well, me too, chokin' and stranglin'
Fifty Shades of Grey, whips and chains everywhere
J in there janglin'
I'm a freak
This nigga brought his bitch 'round and got mad he brought J the (Jada) entanglement
Listen, man...
This the life of JAG vers' the life of Pontiac
I bodied Math so fuckin' bad, the nigga need his body back!
Where the fuck is Team Homi at!?
See, the nina pull up like a diva, but where the fuck is Bonnie at?
Eskimo fishin', pull up wit' the ride, ice the Pontiac
Thought he was hit 'til he was hit
I know how the hypochondri' act (hypochondriac)
Nigga, get to buckin' and the machine unloadin', like a laundry-mat!
Fuck assault! Fuck you thought!?
Hit him wit' all the spices on the rack!
The laser beam!? Sat a light
From a satellite, you see right on his back
So I got drug here to shoot up dope niggas
Shit, you add 'em up, I might be onto SMACK
This niggas is stupid...
Nigga, I don't be talkin', singin', yellin'!
I wish I would shout
Niggas ask me why I don't show the inside of my brib
'Cause if I did, you'd see nothin' but bricks in the background like Goodz house
Nigga, why you actin' like that? 'Cause I be snappin' like that?
Well, what's hat'nin'? You ain't think it wouldn't happen like that?
Well, what's brackin'? 27th Street goons snappin' like that
You gotta die!
Even Vada Fly like, "When you start rappin' like that?"
Nigga! Everybody think that they poppin' 'til they get popped at
Everybody act like a GOAT, but know they not that
The way I'm doin' you in this ring? I need a time cat
You think you beatin' me with them raps!? Nigga, STOP THAT!
YakTown

[Round 2: Ill Will]
A-YOOOOOOOO!
Ay! Ayo!
Where Atlanta at?
Atlanta, y'all in the building? (YEAH!)
I ain't talkin' 'bout people that's visiting...
I'm talkin' 'bout Atlanta...
Nigga, this is ATLANTA!
My family here! This where the Yak been!
Talkin' 'bout "you got all these killers"
Where they at, then (Acton)?
He can't walk nor cross (Norcross) my path! He bird food!
Everything I touch do numbers! What kind yours (Conyers) do?
I be in and out of states, bro (Statesboro), like, "What that act worth (Acworth)?"
That's why the phone countin'
But the fiends inhalin' (Helen) so much, they feel like they on Stone Mountain!
I make a-

Y'all gotta catch up
Should I bring it back? Should I bring that back?
I should bring that back
Yeah...I should bring that back! Y'all ain't...

(*Ill Will runs the whole scheme back for the crowd*)

I'll make a SIG clap!
Or somethin' from way 'cross (Waycross) push his wig back!
Real nigga! Trust me, he ain't knew nann (Newnan) nigga that did that!
ARP, who IS THAT!?
'Cause I'll put your boy in the vault
This is high Blood pressure
I'm tryna get you to avoid an assault
But another fetus...
We got another fetus, 'cause ARP love to feed us
So now he 'bout to go from "big Blood" to the Blood of Jesus!
JAG! I'm the man in this
I ain't gotta show up in no outlandish shit
Even when Will (wheel) come out plain (plane), I'm still landin' shit!
He snappin' like he rude, but that's what happens when you food
It's politics...
Phlebotomist: Blood cappin' on the 'Tube
(*gestures to ARP*)
This nigga gave a bag off to me, to blast off the heat
Paramedics gon' need a repo man to get JAG off the street
They ain't know if he was in the crib and got murked, or took a drive and got killed
'Cause they found him in the house, but he died behind Will (wheel)!
Bro! Bro!
Naw, nigga! 'Cause I'm sick of disease gettin' in!
Then you send him to me fishin'!
But it's one eye, through the scope, overall
I'm a Despicable Me Minion!
AY! These...
Ay, niggas in the pen' know my pen valid
But these pen niggas think they somethin' I can't eliminate
When y'all done literally watched Will beat up aliens and drag 'em, like Independence Day
Ricochet!
JAG, I chill the first quarter, then I bring heat in three quarters
Now I'm addin' pounds to Chubby, I eat and diss order (eating disorder)
I'm on a fast track
Mad straps, JAG clapped
I'm 'bout to run the numbers up on Blood, with Mad MACs (Max)!
Hazmat!
This disguise...make me wanna flip his ride, hit his bride!
Ay, y'all remember Orchid from Killer Instinct?
JAG really a bitch inside!
I'm the worst you know
When it's really that, I'm the first to go
Burst the .4
This bitch'll peel at 5 every day: it's on birth control
I done-
Ay!…
YakTown in this bitch!

I gotcha, I gotcha…

[Round 2: JAG]
Listen…
ARP hit me and said, ”JAG, you got Ill Will”
I said, “Ill? Chill, not that nigga”
Man, please, he ain't built for the last
You see how this nigga dress?
Man, please, he get killed by the swag
Try and put a flat-screen in a carry-on
That shit ain't built for a bag
If this a race to the top, we all know Pontiac ain't built for a JAG!
Nigga, this nigga better chill, Blood
‘Cause I'll fuck around and steal Blood
No matter how much blood he take out of a nigga body, nigga, I'm still Blood!
I'll fuck around and kill Blood
All red on set, they don't know if it's my blood or Ill blood
Cops confused, they out there tryna identify which one is the real Blood