URLtv – John John Da Don Vs K-Shine lyrics

[Round 1: K-Shine]
This whole battle's gon be based on a bitch that lied in a form of getting me back
On some homo shit on my Facebook when it got hacked
I wasn't the nigga writing it so only a homo nigga would listen to that
But let's get into the question of how the fuck am I here If rumor has it I was finished with Smack
Let's get into that
Beasley hit my jack and said, "Shine I found you a match."
I said, "Hopefully in translation that mean you found me some racks."
He said, "You already sno I got you Da Don, nigga. How you feel about that?"
I said, "Now you fuckin' thinking nigga, when the fuck Hollow get back?"
He said, "Not the D-d-d-don, da other da don."
I say, "Other Da Don? There's another Da Don?"
He said, "d-d-d-duh, he's name is J-John"
I said, "He d-d-d-dead if you send me them ones!"
Now I'm 'bout to give y'all niggas a performance to make ya mind blow
Calling up the coroners now before the time go
They ain't go remember this nigga after his Shine go
So Beasley set it up so y'all can see him get John Doe
They ain't go remember this nigga after his Shine go
So Beasley set it up so y'all can see him get John Dough
I'm gripped up, I'm probably with a 9 or a 5
So inch up, I'll have you in that pine with a tide
Them niggas that's all by ya side like they ride
Make me wish I could bring Chris Lighty back
So you can be the first Violator to die
Now Rest In Peace to Chris Lighty cause that's all due respect with that line
But y'all trying to put this nigga against Shine
When I think of a Don, I think of a leader such as yourself
That can conquer anything using they own brain
A nigga that built a legacy using they own name
He stole the nigga whole identity which is so lame
Can't call him Da Don, he don't know what a Don mean
He deserve that shot tossed with his top off when that palm spring
Specs on with wig in the air if they ever say that Don King
You supposed to be a leader nigga, with heat that's yours
You don't steal a nigga identity soon as he get gone
And they still think of Hollow when they say "Da Don"
Cause they can't give this MC the gusto cause he ain't nothing we ain't never seen before (CB4)
Straight Outta Lowcash stupid lil nigga named John John
Twin 40's gotta hold 'em like Palm Palms
Have him stiff stickin' up, Einstein
Six clap push his wig back, [?]
I'm none of them niggas you battled, this is past aggression
But it can B(e) Magic when I past the weapon
Gun shoot for a half an hour, right at that section
So it be tickin' for 30 minutes to 8 like it's Half-past 7
Fuck a vest, nigga yo head better have a steel protector
Cause when it Hit-man you'll be on Worldstar lookin' like Bill Collector
Speaking of Bill Collector, didn't you choke when you battled him dawg?
That's crazy cause you told Sim for 5k you'll finish me off
I say, "What?! Nigga I got Fiiiive on it" let's give him a call
He said, "Yo I gotta get my money together."
But you took Bill Collector and choked, that was pissin' me off
I hit you back, "You stupid motherfucka! I got this money! Are you ready for war?!"
You said, "Umm, umm, yeah, umm"
It's funny how you get a loss for words Every time some punk ass Bill's is involved
So I don't know who this, John John or JJ? They say they reppin'
Well John John or JJ better spray they weapon
Cause if John John or JJ get this AK lesson
He'll be Scratching For Survival, JJ Evans
If y'all niggas ever walk to the grave of the site
See this stupid nigga dead from me taking his life
Rest In Peace John John, y'all can say the shit twice
But if y'all niggas say Da Don you ain't saying it right!
Zip him up!


[Round 1: John John Da Don]
Ok, it's time to pay me what you owe K
Cause I got an old K that'll turn to the letter 0, K
I'm Da Don, play me like I'm Lil Jon, nigga OKAY!
Since K so average he get KO backwards, nigga that's OK
See, wait see, OKC? That's loud city You ain't heard me?
I got that Thunder with me
You better have more power than a surge (Serge)
And have indoor rants (endurance) if you running with me
But I stay on point like Westbrook
But you wanna know why I'm a reppin soldier
I always start even though I shouldn't like Sefolosha
Now I know them OKC schemes may have been said before But so fuckin what?
I've battled a nigga that's been dead before
You drowned in that Tsunami, you get it? That's a metaphor
So when I'm letting off don't act like you ain't been wet before I watch ya battles, all ya rounds got skipped Shine
If you ain't cleaning my shoes, I don't wanna see you spit, Shine
Them guns like pawning jewelry the way they flip Shine
I'll give ya CarMax, if you give me any lip, Shine
Who play poker? Who wanna bet or check if I can fold him?
Show him what a pair of Tecs is (Texas) let him Hold Em
That's two 9's, so you better hit the deck when I pull out
Call em the Olsen twins, they'll fuck around and flip a Full House
That's poker shit
Other then the fact I was probably gambling when I wrote the shit
I wanted to call your bluff, that explains all these poker flips
I hold a fifth that can leave a hole as thick as a poker chip
Now if you never played the game before, here's a few more poker tips
Ace, play king, tell ya queen that I'ma get her
If she don't flop you better hope you can find her on the river
I'm a jack, damn near a ten of ya soldiers bucks
Now that should get all of ya dreams of being royal flushed
All my guns came with a Dot, you'll get your Mob hit
When I say that eagle comin for ya dogs, it is not Vick
And that bird follow you like Twitter, if you don't block it
That pound will be the reason you trending with ya top picked (topic)
So for all my weed heads, here's a set up y'all can relate to
I split his guts like a dutch that I'm tryna stuff with haze, who
Ever act sour and get diesel can get blazed too
And like a nigga on probation, I'm smoking K-2
So you won't die alone, I got something for the rest of Dots
Every bullet going through you and Mook until Rex get shot
Y’aII share the same grave, it's no need for a separate box
I'll put y'all all in one, see how I connect the Dots?
But that's hypothetical, if the Dots try to Mob on me
I'll turn to Pac Man, start eatin every dot I see
I'll throw Mook in the trunk, show 'em what Ruff Rydin' mean
And they'll find Rex bones under rocks like archaeology
I heard he hustle, so while he on that base grind
I'll have my dogs sniff them drugs out that give K-9
Wait til about midnight to pay a visit to K moms
Tell if she wanna see her son/sun-shine again
Better wait until it's daytime
But wait Shine, like I told Calicoe, nigga it's game time
Just watch who you talking to, pretend we on Facetime
Before bullets leave my K and watch it enter K leave you slain Shine
When I'm unloading it's like I'm reloading at the same time
So it ain't no way I would ever think this niggas tough
In the Rex vs Verb battle, I seen another man grip his butt
So take Rex dick out your mouth and hop off that nigga's nuts
And when you put it back in his pants, don't forget to zip em up


[Round 2: K-Shine]
Y'all I remember Beasley hit Rex and said, "Rex! Rex! John John is the missing Dot."
The nigga put his phone on speaker and said, "Beasley! Beasley! No the fuck he not!
You gotta put in work if you trying to get that spot
Ain't no Free Willy's and well/whale you'll never be over Roc (rock)
You wanna know why you ain't get that spot?
Cause you ain't hard bruh
How the fuck you gon have that cut If you ain't got a good bar, bruh (barber)
You need to shape up, them finger waves don't look good over here/hair
Cause all ya sharp lines fade away
You would've had it locked
But the only thing dreadful is your decisions made
We try to tell that corn, roll with the niggas that paved the way
But he wanna have his part on the side rather than make it straight
So the only time he seen in that chair is if he going to get braids
Cause he'll never have a wave cause he going against the grain
So go ahead and give me that talk about you blasting yo Glock
If beef come you posted with the mask and the stock
That stupid talk will get yo stupid ass in a box
With the same multiple choice that yo last niggas got
What he say? A) somethin' somethin' somethin' somethin' with a blood
Or B) somethin' somethin' somethin' somethin'...
C) see, see, see, they laugh at your shit John
I mean they don't feel it, it's just not spiritual
I mean the idea was genius!
But the bars were just pitiful
So when they talkin' top tier, this is why they don't consider you
Cause a nigga like me would've did it more lyrical
A) Attack his aunt armed with ammo aimed a...
B) Break his brother and his bitch when it bust
A bullet from this barrel will have bile filled with blood
Or C) Chill, I ain't gon get the cutting on this cuz
I'll use this D.E. and shoot all of thee above
So I don't wanna hear that talk about how you be on your block and...
Trappin' 24 hours a day watching them cops spin
You never did a bid, half of ya time boxed in
You don't know the value of a dollar from a pot hands
Put on little shorts John, I give ya whole stock ten (Stockton)
Twin automatics, I'm using 'em cause the Tec will jam
Right hand dumping on anything that is left of him
If that don't work, I switch and get the rest of him
It's cigarette smoke, being around a nigga pulling will make 'em die off the second hand
Ten seconds surrounding his crib, where this John cat?
20 seconds, they from the front to where the line at
30 seconds, they inside ready to bomb that
We RAID in secs (insects) if niggas looking for Combat
S0000ul Train
I'll have y'all dancing in a line when I palm the biscuit
You'll get lugged with a piece like a soul in the palms of spirits
You want the lead to the show, show's you non religious
Cause that's suicide, so you will die
Not John John Da Don but Don Cornelius
So if y'all niggas ever walk to the grave of the site
See this stupid nigga dead from me taking his life
Rest In Peace John John, y'all can say the shit twice
But if y'all niggas say Da Don you ain't saying it right


[Round 2: John John Da Don]
I ain't gone lie, I'm not hype I gotta battle you K
Cause I can't stand you, I much rather be smacking you K
But I'm tryin to avoid the death penalty that's why I won't clap at you K
Cause if the feds upper case, my punishment gone be capitol K
Wait! Upper case, capitol K, you ain't catch that?
That's why you need a key board to catch what I say
Thinking confused, if I hear you shift or pack it today
You getting pressed for that key, that's' how you capitol K
He pussy, it's nothin' for me to get that nigga wet
If he was a ref and somebody disrespected him
He wouldn't get that nigga tech
If he was a personal trainer, he wouldn't get that nigga stretched
He'll just run to his daddy and scream "Get that nigga Rex!"
Why is you here? Go and get that nigga Rex
So I can ask him "Who is K Shine and where'd you get that nigga Rex?"
He talk loud but ain't makin no noise, I don't get that nigga Rex
But if this hammer clap, it'll slam his hat, I'll get that nigga Rex'd
How you want it loud mouth?
Silencer, quite the sound out
Show up to his town house, bringing all kinds of rounds out
Round clip with a round barrel that's a round mouth
Make a nigga spin when it kick, that's a roundhouse
Them guns clap like Cubs hats, in other words you see (C) caps
His top gone be M.I.A, now that's a Heat cap
Before he sprint, aim above his shin and give his kneecaps
Then add a bullet like battle footage before he drop he getting recapped
I said I'll make him eat a bullet, have him calling it his grub
Try to be brave until he holding in his guts
If see them Jumpman's I'll fill his Jordan's up with slugs
Then I'll let that D-E shoot all of the above
Wait, maybe I gotta slow that down, sorry Con
I gotta, he just got the multiple choice and he ain't even know it
I said I'll make him eat a (A) bullet have him calling it his grub
Try to be (B) brave til he holding in his guts
If I see (C) him jump, man
I'll fill them Jordan's up with slugs
Then I let the (D)(E) shoot all of the above
Not another multiple choice I know ya like John John runnin outta shit to say
So I thought of how I could test him is a different way
You see the lead is number 2 cause first I gotta give him the shank
To leave holes then I let ma bullets fill in the blanks
So write ya SATs down cause ya ACTs right
Or S-A-T down if you don't A-C-T right
That gauge strapped, you'll get laid flat cause I dump off
Till I get aired and tired, what you think I brought this pump for?
Dome shot if he owe gwop, pay up
Or get ya head rocked for a dead president; Mt. Rushmore
Head rocked, 4 dead presidents, Mount Rushmore
But fuck sayin it again cause now I wanna rush more
See Tay-Tay ma nigga, so I know he don't want war
Plus Roc already known for getting [?] like Mt. Rushmore
The Proving Ground John John is back
But this time I ain't got shit to prove
And you all hype so beside ya life, you ain't got shit to lose
Nigga you ain't no New York Giant
But just to get shit confused I make him catch a bullet
So we all can see his salsa like Victor Cruz
Now it ain't no way I would ever think this niggas tough When in that Rex vs Verb battle, I seen another man grip his butt
So take Rex dick out ya mouth and hop off that nigga's nuts
And when you put it back in his pants, don't forget to zip em up

[Round 3: K-Shine]
You make the worst life decisions, for instance...
Why the fuck would you lose on 106 & Park, John?
You just did good in front of Busta and Puff, that wasn't smart John
You put in all them extra hours and they ain't even pay you part time
You see how your decisions have you tracing yo steps
Nigga you went to work and got laid off AND they ain't give you yo check
You a African American that lost to a white man
On Black Entertainment Television
Do you see how your decisions make you a measly rapper?
If you wanted a Hitman with cheese you should've had Dizaster
But you'd rather put everything you have in a bag goin at Ritz from a cheesy cracker
You make the worst life decisions, for instance
You give us all this bullshit about not givin' a fuck
About no battle rapper cause you zippin"em up
But every time you spit a round you spittin' our stuff
So how the fuck you gon have this attitude of Pac if you BIG'in us up
You make the worst life decisions, for instance
He was like, "Yo, now I'ma rhyme like Shotgun Suge
So you ain't gotta battle this nigga Shotgun Suge
Cause if I was Shotgun Suge"...you dick sucker
But since you sucked on his dick and you feel that nigga
I'ma kill you the same way I kilt that nigga
Another 6 foot nigga with a death wish
Sawed-off shotty that shit shooting out bread sticks
Headshot, aim at the noggin and let his neck glitch
Walk up to the body, give him that "Is he dead?" kick
Then fire again
He ain't gotta be from the land of the dreads to get yo head twist
You make the worst life decisions, for instance
When I seen that shit I was like, "Damn, that was NECK"
I say, "Fuck it, he a new nigga He trying to pay homage just to get some respect
Probably do it one time and get back to the wreck"
Instead of doing it one time and getting back to the wreck
You make the worst life decisions
You say, "next I'ma rap like my nigga Tech"
Now Tech 9 is my nigga, but with all due respect
We can't forget that battle that he had with Rex
But since you sucked on his dick and you feel that nigga
I'ma kill you the same way Rex killed that nigga
I roll up like a Philly, grab his bitch, 76er when I spray my Tec
The extension on the shot have a shit on neck
Soon as you think it's right, I switch my step
And shoot with the whole other arm on strap
I'm reminding them of A.I. left
You make the worst life decisions, for instance
Why the fuck would you do a blog talking 'bout you fuck with Solomon?
You wanna get it straight, okay, let's get the Ironing
Cause now he's the nigga looking for employment
For not being on his job when Mook put him in retirement
In other words, a nigga got him hired just by firing
But since you sucked on his dick and you feel that nigga
I'ma kill you the same way Mook killed that nigga
Remember Mook told Solomon he reminded him of a nigga
But it took some time for him to get to him
Then somewhere like in the last round
That's when he finally remembered him
But this the same situation, the only thing that is different is
I remember this cocksucker soon as this nigga mentioned him
I remembered you John
You had them niggas walkin' around holdin' them long Shotty's
If push came to shove then fuck it, you catch your own body
Everything was plain and cool, you was gettin' long Broccoli
You wasn't with the fame, the jewels, you did it all properly
But when you got booked they ain't give you death so you got on cocky
So like Sammy that Hitman was Bull
Cause you was hangin' with the wrong posse
That send a shooter death by bars nigga, you John Gotti
You make the worst life decisions! For instance!
Like talking about a life but not really being about that
These niggas ain't gon pop on sight, John I doubt that
Open up them blinds, entering where that couch at
I want everything dead, from the plants to the house cat
Sit him on the chair where the back of the house
So now you see everything's at stake when a nigga's sitting out back (Outback)

[Round 3: John John Da Don]
I remember when Rex told me "John John you need to get down with the winning team."
Til I thought about how you lost to Surf and Calicoe
And couldn't understand what winning means
So he thought? They was gonna send K-Shine and come beat me and make me claim Dots
Fuck do I look like? Tay Roc?
Don't get it twisted, I fuck with Rex and I fuck with Mook
I even fuck with Tay Roc, but never have I fucked with you
You been sleepin on me, so I hope you got comfortable
So let me make the clear (Clair)
Soon as this crowd get rooty (Rudy)
Your whole fam going off the Cliff like the Huxtibles
Wait that ain't clear enough?
Let's try a hi-def
I light one blunt up in the air til I got high deaf
Put that blunt out in ya ear until you high deaf
And after this blunt you get aired, die in a high death
That chopper get to choppin like an Axe in ma fuckin palms
You're feel is Old Spice like 3rd Degree burns from a fucking bomb
Now if you ain't notice how I used deodorant in my last few couple bars
Then that should give me the Right Guard to put you under arms
Not tri-ceps, not bi-ceps, not even forearms
I'm talking M-16s AK-47s, ready for war arms
Tec-9s, ARs, just to name a few more arms
So y'all should be alarmed cause y'all not at all armed
Alarmed, all armed, you ain't get it stupid nigga that's wordplay
You been writing that shit for months, I just wrote this shit last Thursday
That's why these simple bar having ass niggas
Couldn't see me on my worse day
So be lucky if you get this silver medal
Cause you wasn't gone beat me in the first place
You said this was gone be a classic and I thought you was serious
But who do I need to call? Cause I know you delirious
But what would I phone for if I knew who serious?
I said what would iPhone 4 if I know who Siri is?
It's been about a year since we heard from this clown
Smack, why you ain't tell me there was a circus in town?
You got killed first and second, but you dying even worse in the round
I gave you bars but it's time to get personal now
But I ain't gone talk about ya Chlamydia like Surf did
But I do got a few questions about your sexuality
You right, ok first is: wassup with you hollering at transsexuals?
Nah nah cause I'm just tryna understand
Cause if you not gay, why you ask for the number
After she told you she was a fuckin man?
But you acted like somebody hacked ya twitter
What you tryna get a fuckin Grammy?
Nigga when Frank Ocean came out the closet
He ain't try to blame it on his fuckin family
So I don't wanna hear how you clappin niggas
Cause ya burners and ya pumps be handy
Nigga you clappin niggas cause you burnin and you fuckin trannys
You probably fuckin Randy, that's the shit you do K
Soon as you think you're up (Europe) I'm comin to see you K (UK)
At ya wedding catching bodies like flowers
So you better protect ya boo, K (bouquet)
And if you still thinkin that you Live then you can get it too K (2K)
Now in this battle shit, I admit I haven't had a fight
And Dot Mob known to get it in
So y’all can run with your lil braggin rights
But let one of you niggas come my way, trust me
If I have a knife I will poke a dot just (polka dot) for thinkin I can't match ya stripes
So like I said it ain't no way I would ever think this niggas tough
And in the Rex vs Verb battle, I seen another man grip his butt
So take Rex dick out ya mouth and hop off that nigga's nuts And when you put it back in his pants, don't forget to zip em up