don cardy vs. cassidy
 

can i compete with the best?

[cassidy-get 'em]
My shit is the truth I get in the booth/
And start spitting like I'm missing a tooth/
You listening duke, I'm gripping the coupe, lifting the roof/
Sip the orange juice mixed with the goose/
Or shots of the yak I got gats that could lift up a moose/
Stay with a biscuit to shoot like I'm Bishop in Juice/
I get more bitches than Luke when I run the block/
Fiends scream "I Wanna Rock, I Wanna Rock Ock"/
I'm right in the curb white and the herb/
And I got a nice price on the birds you might could get served/
You come with the doe I come with the blow/
But if you don't come with the change I'm a come with them thangs/
Run up on you with the gun in the dickie/
The collar coat hold a hundred and fifty/
You wanna get busy come get me I'll bury you cats/
Cus I wife the knife and I marry my gat/

[don cardy- get em']
like the throwback artest, this bull needs to get off my chest/
no rest, i'm official, no need for refs/
get on me? come on why bother bamma?/
y'all can't get on nufin', you a florida evans collar, bamma/
call me james avery, cuz who i play a make me fill up banks/
y'all money stacks bout as thin as chauncey billups face/
yeah i got more styles than hair do'ers/
and i drop more heat than an army of scared shooters/
i'm like waffles how i pop up wit' the toasters/
they just mad cuz i got pop appeal like drug over dosers/
your girl treats me like the metro, loves 'um/
cuz all she wanna do is ride the train till the bus cums /
1 million in da bag off who i signed, youngin'/
now i'm workin' on my second mill like its lunchtime, youngin'/
if you a soldier, get the cappin' cuz its crunchtime, youngin'/
you ain't seein' me wit' punchlines for nufin'/
f*** wit' me...........

This one wasn't as good as the others... Some of the punches were cheesy imo... keep elevating ya dig?

that pop appeal line was meant to be spelled pop-a-pill but y'all should still get it when you read it.