I’ll put it on Ion… like I mispronounced onion! that was kinda weird.
You think my ‘peers include Ion’? Nah we’re ‘pioneers’.
I’ll shoot your leg-Ion, if you seek to harm me you gon need an army.
It’s a fact-Ion, these your people? hardly.
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I’ll put it on Ion… like I mispronounced onion! that was kinda weird.
You think my ‘peers include Ion’? Nah we’re ‘pioneers’.
I’ll shoot your leg-Ion, if you seek to harm me you gon need an army.
It’s a fact-Ion, these your people? hardly.
It’s blatant to see, that try as u might, ur metal puns are tainted to me
So I’ll do us a favour and get virb in my iron sight n shoot all without taking a fe
Ion's from a bygone era like Saigon. I'm from the future like Chinese cyborgs in Taiwan.
Metatron's a transformer, right? No, I'm wrong: A former trans. So it ain't cuz he robbed a bank if he's caught wearing nylon.
You're the type of guy the feds have a file on. But in jail it's some different cakes he gets his files from.
You keep talking car talk. But if my dawg's ever charged, son: Fuck dropping bail, he's inst. out (Bailey's in stout) from a car bomb.
Yeah I’ll take the car seat, bitch, you’ll be in the trunk with grazed knees.
Called me a herb, then observe as your bae leaves.
I’mma burgle your home studio with my mate Steve, we some great thieves, gonna take the pc where you make all your breakbeats…
You just called us marks (/Marx) and yeah it’s the same steez coz your means of production’s about to get straight seized.
You ain't the Real Deal, just a Working Man's MC. Waving a red flag like Bernie Sanders, G.
Cuz we all know Virb's been planting trees. But I've been freeing writers since I worked for Amnesty.
And I just moved and left my studio. So you got a mic, some pads and some fresh turntables?
No sour grapes here, but if you say you got the lion's share we know it's all from Aesop's fables.
Said I’m “planting trees”, who’d believe it?
Goes to show you’re supposed to know you’re superseded.
I’m planting trees? sow what? you guessed wrongly,
Digging holes in the woods then they’re for the dead bodies.
Nah, you ain't planting seeds, although you had his nuts in your hands before you burried Chree.
You went for a romantic spree but got raw checked. That's why it ended with The Blair Witch P.
Virb's a grammar fiend that cares for his anagrams. A Rare Breed like American battle rap.
A nerd that wants to be first so bad you can catch him camping at rap events, his natural habitat.
Damn, Noone'll ever Bite The Shaman's verses.. & THATS A FACT!!
Read that shit 3 times & be like "Nah he can Have it back"
& thats a Sad tale, like missing Kids When cops lack trails
Prolly never see him rise to the top.. like hunting Black Whales
You can't bite me, that's a fact. Cuz you be higher than Amsterdamn.
Read The Shaman 3 times, then I'm behind you like Candyman.
With a beehive and a hatchet hand. So keep dialing an ambulance.
You'll still be hanging in that cell when the police find you like Sandra Bland.
You’re all here to cypher with the rightful winner, bro we can flow back and forth like a tidal river then I’mma go to the bank like a tired swimmer.
Shit’s so poetic I’d make Byron shiver. you were a fine beginner. I hoped given time you might deliver something more than your whiny filler.
Your whip ain’t shit bitch, thought your ride was iller but I’d like to differ, buried so many bodies by my private villa now I drive a digger.
And you might consider, you tried to bite Miracle, this site’s vital pillar… please, you’re hardly a violent killer but you do appear like Candyman coz you relied on Mira.
Virb's so rash he wont be rocking Gore-Tex to shoot up his office complex.
So if he's over thinking it's cuz headbutting messed up his frontal cortex.
There's a reason the EU has an agency to protect the borders: Frontex.
Cuz England's recognized for their pedophiles living in the North of Sussex.
You think I'd pray for a Miracle? That's less than empirical. Don't think I'm lame and hysterical just cuz The Shaman is spiritual.
Why such hatred and vitriol? Maybe try some meditational rituals or a vacation to Israel, and either way, lower your expectations of winning, dude.
Cuz you have more filler on your lips than there's silicon in bitches from Richmond or The Hills. And the only reason you drive a digger's cuz you're living in a ditch.
I can beat you like a seasoned vet and eat you like a piece of cake. So my expectation of you beating J. is lower than the interest rates on my Copenhagen real estate.
Bow to the best, slice the pound of his flesh I’mma take in payment just to make statement…
He said that I’m rash, and he ain’t mistaken… if I’m rash then he’s rasher… now this Danish bacon.
Ay you got publicly owned and I’ll take it the farthest; you’re hardly a marksman and plainly a Marxist.
Shooting range shit, I aim for paper regardless, and it ain’t red ink that’s gon be staining the carpet; if I shot up the office it’s a blatant advantage coz you couldn’t even fuck up a stationary target.