 What up, world? Sonny bamboo. This is ATL. This is Don't Flop USF. Y'all are in the building one time. Make some noise! I got a crazy cast of co-hosts with me right now. I got my man Militant Blow, spit that heat. I got my man John John. You already know. Gaddis. Direct. Let's get it, man. This one is going to be crazy. To my right! Y'all make some noise out of DC for my man Coma. And to the left represents spit that heat. To the fullest, my man Jeff Treyas. Y'all give it up! Now just so y'all know, this one was taken on a very short notice, alright? So give it up one time for both of them. We're stepping in, and performing in real life. Only a few days, alright? We're going to have well-won on Coma whenever you're ready, bro. Let's get it. Crap show. Straight fucking. I'm about to cook ship to show him how this click-clack goat. You'll get extout when I draw and put a round in this square like tic-tac-toe. Man, you come in with any dumb ass shit like that tonight. I'm going to put your hands through the dirtest dial in Militant Blow. I've been drinking years, but don't test the ether that's still in my system. Don't get it fucked up. You'll get punched drunk if you go against the grain like prohibition. Homie, listen. This ain't the first time I had to put down some fake-ass revolution. Every clown is just business. You can't use the illusion that you're Martin Luther if you're more of a Martin Lawrence. It's important you know the difference. So put your fists up, and tell me how I'm responsible for all your struggles. Bring that racist shit to don't fly. We got all fucking day. Just know that whatever you brought today, you can wrap your trans presence, but you still gotta play the part of Marvin Gaye on Father's Day. I clawed my way through the dark and stained the car of my name into the altar where the gospel was altered so all the gods and saints could watch me lodge the blame in proper space, but you are not the same. You thought you brought some flames, but you washed up and you lost them as you walked up and got on this stage. Don't look at them for help. You killed yourself. They get not to blame and they warned you. So while they pray for you, I pray on you. Look at my eyes. You can tell the vision is to smack you until the static stops. You wanted this white noise when I got you. And I want you in your costume. You played yourself on tape, but if you were blind and stopped it was obvious that Adi Boone boxed you. Exhibit B, verse perp you said, I got that ass eaten floor. I spit crack. Jeff Tress, the president of penmanship. That wasn't a joke. There's just no punchline, tough guy. You actually said that shit. What do you expect from him? He scripts these simple films to the children and keeps the kids in mind when he directs this shit. So I don't give a fuck how high you are rated in the PG's if you knew how a real G movie wouldn't respect this shit. What do I got to put it in subtitles or something? That bar was full of questionable references and homosexual suggestions. So you define this body for me, but the way this worked out, I got to be the person to train you with the rap so small you got to flex those arms to get you weighed up so catch the fade and get your face cut. You'll get hit two times forward, you'll get aid up. Keep an open mind, chef. I'll take this razor blade and push it straight through your shape up. What the fuck do you rap about that makes you a pro? Tools? Man, please. I know a hungry rapper back home that asked me to make him a beat and he said you can use logic and reason, but if he cops the machine to know that you're here is the clash between the kicks while they beat you to death. The whole TNV is in this bitch, but I'll still leave if you're having it. Just tell the fucking danger zone if he doesn't give me that token white boys fighting right his block and he's coming next time. Yo, I said, uh, I say honestly bro, it's spit that heat in the building. Niggas know I be rapping to leap and you right in the ring I really like to rap about niggas clapping to heat but all that racist shit really don't matter to me. I got a white dude to the clap to just to be master procedure. I say, uh, that's the call of duty shit now. But it's crazy. That was still alright, but ain't nothing you can laugh at. You said you ain't drunk in years. I give you a shot from the 40 to bring your past. I say short hold bitch. It's a rap this dark bogus I'm armed focusing you of course hopeless throw a tummahawk crack through your shit and cave your torso in you'll catch an axe out of nowhere. Now that's how you take a battle on short notice. I say, we had since Wednesday to write when Sonny Carter wasn't mad with it. Ain't had shit to do. Actually I was glad with it, but on Thursday I was writing. Ain't even eat. That's bad business. So please show respect and let it be Thanksgiving for this ass whip. I say I'm a girl guy in the real niggas and your girl eyes and you trying to battle a giant when you were squirrel size well I'ma get you some views. This shit gonna have the whole world live. I'ma make this coma worldwide. I say, look, you know some real shit I might pop on you catch you slipping and do you bad. I got the drop on you like handgun here with a sniper when I aim you better hope you don't get too close to spot coma because if I lose sight you know it's coming next the clock long John the heat with me I blow mine I click and squirt and elliptic short it got blows mine. I say the ambulance to take forever to get you you land cold down so this click red bandwinkle because these bullets gonna be in coma long time. I say you'll catch a head shot but it look like a leg shot because after the head shot first thing y'all seen was the nigga legs. I say y'all remember the twin stones I'll shoot this bitch and y'all think well mom get left with a red top or I'll catch them sleeping and start squeezing and get everybody in that bed. So when this whole cast full of actors you should know your role you chose to play the bitch the one Neo next to Nairobi Jada Smith over the years I seen so many of these same cats like a matrix glitch so save the shit it's just another fucking clone with a gun agent Smith and it makes you sick. Can you lift my shirt at some point I'll make you feel better. Just another fucking clone with a gun agent Smith and it makes you feel better. Just another fucking clone with a gun agent Smith and it makes me sick. You know the guy in the back dog you and pro with just a bunch of vampires and blood suckers enough to stand apart the fans are tired of you motherfuckers we can't survive to this cancer disease if it's cut from this. I can't stand these guys I want something other than blood running or gun buster stunt doubles nobody's running from you you're not holding weight and we know you're fake and if you too can't get burned to something new hold up wait hold up wait hold up wait your heart has a ponytail braille chef and talking all that hammer shit will only get you nailed chef I don't give a fuck if you're dumb blind to death I learn how to speak with my hands and leave a message in the bumps I hope you're good to read in braille chef so let me let you in on the secret when corny motherfuckers like you come on the screen with that mean shit that and he always tries you know what it is no we don't I don't know what you mean it's like you say that shit cause you heard some other gay ass bitch say that shit then you flip it around do a heater and say some dumb ass racist shit like you could call me whatever you want but if I even mention the word black you get hysterical now so we'll make an agreement if I get drunk as fuck tonight if I get everything that happens I'm just saying black I'll just say an african-american doubt so fuck fuck the wind where and how you cannot whether this brainstorm don't step to me post dramatic stress I'll never forget an enemy you get pure evil then a sequel I'll stomp your head and leave then come back and fuck you up again like a repressed member I want to hear all your sharp gun bars but the blade serrated edge doesn't care if you say him in the air or if you save him in your breath if you open up you get the pointless bayonetta make you say it with your chest stop the fucking mess you knew better than to do this shit you're looking at the rookie of the year shining I crass head first through the door Jack Nicholson jr. bitch dude talk to him we said journey bro like dude I don't think that what you write in is real like honestly my nigga you honestly average for real you use bars for that pro dude bro bars like a pro doing four days that should show y'all who really has actual skills this nigga's not like that and I hate this shit if he says all this black you don't want to think of all this racist shit I say I asked myself that I agree why the fuck did you say yes to this coma cat Sonny almost broke my phone you sent me that footage and I heard coma rap like dawg I will punch this shit out of you y'all will see coma neck cause I will pop his mother fucking teeth like when you coma not gonna see me I say I'm a sick toad I walk up to your young and then get your kids toasters now they gonna see your seat in a bag like mid smokers headshot I say headshot your soul has no support like you rocking thin loaf but show the douce you'll still get took enough it's the big joker it's writer's block I say it's writer's block niggas know that we spit fire it's like everybody think they can be this till it's time to battle when we get by you but they ain't trying to let us shot they rather promote them weak bitch liars so how the fuck we gonna teach these mothfuckers if they don't free them writers I got a hot head I say I got a hot head don't be the one I get the errand on cause I'll come to your block and blow in the crib like the Arizona have you and your bitch in the same casket sharing stones but you don't want that sharing stones sharing stones I say how you and your bitch in the same casket sharing stones but you don't want that I see the bitch in coma like sharing stones and I'll rap the same everywhere oh no my style just stick with me niggas be like you should rap like this here and that there but no matter where mind fit the lead I'm not served but it's like basketball no matter where or who partner where you have to shoot the same to hit the three it applies here I stay the same form cause it keeps me consistent see I'm schoolin' I say I'm schoolin' niggas let me know it in the fucking game if you don't want to get robbed then tuck your chain sonny next time I need to play and not a fucking lane cause I'll sleep your stupid ass and put you inside your fucking name niggas word hey give it up one more time for chef stepping up on last notice man talk to him I'm shorty so this is battle rap y'all done yet? alright this is battle rap when a tough guy's getting uncomfortable when his vulnerable or from the soul and they get the impression there's pain in the picture and draw the line but that's not what true heart is made of so I just push my hands and confess and then I let the fans catch the shit oh good no I said impression is painting a picture I draw the lines is that not what true heart is made of I just push my hands in the canvas and I let the fans sketch the shit but this is battle rap and then he pops flying with that rowdy shit I call him out at first or you can check him in a second cause when he's only good for a non bar the foots in his mouth just look at the crowd draw on the rowdy shit I'm not here to prove that I can put all that garbage in a verse or that I can put a punch on paper like I'm clocking out of work but to an artist what's it worth when they forget my first two in one second but I remember for what I'm talking about in the third so in response to all the shit I've heard whether I'm homeless or not or coma's not an alcoholic since his birth he's a coma not he got so high that he died when he was falling back to earth when I was crawling through the dirt and urchin looking for my works as a monster I made a promise that if I ever saw revert the resurface I'd find a purpose and now I'm here with words to make sure that this bird got what he deserves man you've got a lot of nerve you say Chef Tres is the greatest but he left the next generation looking for a leader when they need one you're just another fake ass rapper that's responsible for all the kids that got a sentence but couldn't read one because you can't teach peace and preach guns without looking disgrace so the next time you see a kid like him post a retweet and a tweet tell him to get the fuck off Facebook and put a fucking book in his face because he looked up to you and as a result he's only focused on money and drugs and guns and where the girls are and that was moral law poorer than the scores and his report cards and black versus white so he's eager when the war starts and he missed the shine of all the stars in the world because he was blinded by a world star talk to him shorty talk to him shorty I am white walks no fucking question get that nigga white lust well maybe it's bring it back he missed the shine of all the stars in the world because he was blinded by a world star maybe it's make believe I never check because on one hand you got a white man that says I don't understand why they're blaming me for slavery but there's evidence that it never left it never changed the same story it's still about whips and change he just switched the name that made back in Jacobs and convinced the kids to pay for them then on the other hand I got a protester in my face thinking hands up stop shooting me throwing bottles and rocks in my car when I'm with my daughter but you can look at my roots and see that this is my face because of my skin color but won't say it to their brother dealing drugs in their own community this is battle rap it's not the place to be politically correct it's about blaming hatred and engaging in disrespect if there's that word I'm not supposed to say that word that was said in the air when some boy was so scared and they put that chain around his neck and then they told him around the neighborhood to a blocks and they called that word in his forehead before they dumped his body and the redneck confederate veterans that killed them said this word when they raised the flag and hold it high but they say it's not about racism it's not hatred it's all about southern pride that word with two G's in the middle and two letters on either side but this is battle rap so I'm gonna say this shit cause it fits in the picture so fucking you're just another mother fucking banging son I say you I say you wrap that struggle nonsense the white version but if shit got real family scram like you wouldn't need an ambulance like honestly coma you don't stand a chance you're right I keep peace and preach peace cause this shit go hand in hand but it's some different shit like when you freestyle don't shoot notice sometimes you might fuck up when you skip this shit but I'm crazy ridiculous shit strap a napalm bone to your lungs and clitoris and shit with two white boys in the back popping beer like who gives a shit I'm still free style cause you were speaking that white black all that other shit but listen that gangster talk and all that other talk nigga I don't try to be I'm fucking up but nigga you a bitch and coma please don't lie to me do you see me with that black like mother shit I mean black like mother bitch but if you didn't see me on the screen it don't apply to me I got a white dude with a black gun that's how he mixed kids but this one you came back I still got retweeted I say uh I say I can't lie bro you be rapping tough as hell like you really think you'll beat me up but if you'll bust the shell but this shit really got real yo ass to be the first to fucking tell and besides the fact that you look like you on ice man you really resemble Chuck Liddell you ain't stopping me you see how my state acknowledged me both fine, douche douche nine 357 let's play the lot of bullets going sideways big stock of the gun cocking your mouth you practice siding me I'm a rare nigga you can come cooler with shit but you just got a smoke weed man they ain't about to fool with no meth I know you white but that skin color shit is bullet at best cause everyone can agree we all red once a bullet connect I had your girl I was controlling the broad she was talking to me I was holding her jaw but she wasn't sucking right right there was a hole in the straw I said fucking grab hold of my fork I said fucking grab hold of my fork and blew it through the sheet rock now it wasn't just gory but also glory cause it's nothing but a fucking hole in the wall I'm a I say I'm a head by a wrong wing thanks to it when the kid's spitting you the lowest nigga on this car but thank you dopey and shit hitting no line and you rhyming cause lately white dog been tripping and I think that a whole family got skinned just to say that you look like Chris Griffin I said you ain't surviving this you should scram I take five one I say I ain't got nothing pick it up I said you ain't surviving this you should scram I take five when I start to blam you wasn't expecting these punches like I'm fighting you for my friends it's more to come back and shoot me in the open so I'm hiding behind a van Liu Kang style, dope down just fight you run from my hands okay you with it you with it I'm cooking another nigga time to clean up the dishes learn to walk a fine line never learn to write one oh it's all freestyle piss off tourists that final lick was written like a hip hop purist he kind of sounds like his double rc type of rams so either he's writing then or he's freestylin now