 What up world this is don't fly USA. This is the one-year anniversary eight-town. What up? Yo, this Mike six savage fam half-man half-amazing beer gang boss guy Don't fly one year anniversary man. It's gonna be history in the making right here on the stage right now to the left All the way from Denver, Colorado. Y'all make some noise for the homie clutch, man. What up? And we got to the right represent Baltimore, Maryland my man Richard Crady and give it up one time It's on him, bro. Whatever you're eating. Let's get it. What up everybody y'all hear me. Yeah, check it. Yo Don't flop wanted me on the flyer like a Rick Ross picture Because what I kick cooler like a pissed-off pitcher and the night witch you better not get lit off liquor You'll get socked up if you act brave and get all chipper. I don't think you a big dog Richard And honestly did you actually hope that that average approach of growing that hipster haircut and scraggly goat beard would Make us believe your stories of traffic and coke in the trap with your folks and fighting every night getting savage and low Nah, you still a sign language comedy skit witch your hands are a joke You're gonna see my right wing coming hot like a mad at the Pope and I hope you're just starting like the back of the Boat y'all gonna see cranium get his cranium and his mandible detached from his throat I guarantee you which won't be the fucking same man when he's broke. I hate rich I hate rich so I'm gonna hit him with some random acts of violence and he'll get playing like Planner fasciitis I will grab a knife slashes pipe stabbing acts inside of things something about Mary soon as dick get cut He's in an ambulance and riding Matthew Shepherd. I was on the fence for now I'm laughing as he's dying y'all gonna see another white boy in white sheets, but there's not a Cadillac behind See you get in played on Thanksgiving like the Packers and the Lions and you'll end up Steve McNair if you acting like a Titan This Fucking scratching and a lion and other bearded man on a suicide mission. What are you asking for asylum? What are you asking for asylum see thought he has some fuel in the tank But now clutch is passing by him and I'm laughing at his ass cuz his gas has just been siphoned I'll creep on Richard squeeze the trigger blast it from behind him and put his face on a fucking pavement like he's got His back to the horizon so don't do something crazy today Richard and make a mistake Cuz I'll put a bat to the side of craniums face I'll leave cranium with a crack cranium till it's cranium got an alien shape and the doc Don't have to try saving his face with titanium plates. I want him to lose feeling I want him to lose feeling and his arms thighs legs in his face. Fuck that. I want him losing it all rich I feel like breaking the bank Yo, so like I'm from the era of stage ciphers and jumping off on a beat the acapella ever birthed you You just wanted to be but battle rap chains now. They want something heartfelt and deep So here it is. I heard your granddad sucked you off in your sleep I am nothing like you sucker. I got nothing to prove you dumping on who fuck you You just want to be cool. He left the scene cuz of saturation had better stuff He could do you're right. It was saturated with motherfuckers like you Now I left this look I got locked for two years That's why I left from the scene you just took you a hiatus to rebuild yourself came back and run battle rap with Habitat in I'm not saying you should kill yourself, but now fuck it. You should kill yourself You're fabricated imagination has him taping and masturbating to dance in Asians and black men naked affidavits from Transylvanians had him Magications had him raped by savage gaming. That's the way he didn't have to pay like tax evasion That's how to fuck you rap your verses like you're trying to be wack on purpose and pack the verses with stuff to display taxidermist Open casket service, which you still barely alive. You could get buried alive inside a casket squirming and still won't scratch the surface That's why I don't even like rapping. It's tight wet Hype you act like they happen what might happen in a fight. Had he ever been in one? Yeah, right faggot Yes, I just called you a faggot because it's a battle and it's appropriate boy You floating up the river stick zip up your life jacket This is not a polo box and rocky novice not a lot can stop me not a auto body even call in Palomalu block me Oh, then Baki out of coffees got him talking comma cause he cost me. I'm a knock his nugget to the Colorado rock Oh This lame ass won't call me a heroin addict. I was that and it's a parameter bastard. The difference is I hate rap Should I barely can stand it you love rapping, but you're terrible at it. Let's go All right, check it Yo, sonny hit me up. He's like yo, I got you a legend bro one of the sickest rappers He said his name's cranium. I couldn't get it in my cranium I was thinking who the fuck is this Richard bastard? Then I looked him up online immediately remember that drunk fuck spit in that jibber jabber thought fuck it I'd still love to hit Atlanta, but for the record sonny I thought you were talking about that Kansas City rapper when you said which the factor see there ain't no way He's beating me today. Holy I'm play go I paint a picture with the punches like Monet and Drago You get enmeshed because I could right perform and punch. I'm the whole baked potato and even off the head I'm out the park. Jose can say go I'm like shit. I'm like shit. I'm like Jose can say go so check it I'm like, of course you wouldn't bet dog because you ain't trained to go get the paper and granted I took this shot at the last second So I did Richard favor not stick with this time I'm a wildcat and I'm approved y'all that dukes an imitator and y'all crazy for thinking hill catch a Passport winner like Christian later see all he does is spit multi after multi after multi with no punchline How whack is that listen if we wanted to see the rabbit back the fans would ask for a battle that included David Blaine But a fucking magic hat Why you think they asked for me back-to-back because I killed it in Chicago got killer head from all the pretty women to Get to cheer and I'm still clutched. This is an automatic win I'm way past Richard's gear and since it's the anniversary. I planned it perfectly. I'm here to skip it Here next time I'm demanding currency think France to Germany that Swiss is near this gonna be a massive murder spree You get in plastic burgundy. I won't drip a tear I want you to think plastic surgery these hands will purposely change how this bitch appear and fuck again Damn, I got hands like a specialist and their hands are waving tax evasion You'll end up paying if you test it rich and they don't end up paying if you test it rich and shit sunny You should have kept this bum in retirement He should have kept the bench and since Roland's not in town Well, this line makes extra sense these the rappers you trying to raise her. I'm gonna give dick the fade like I'm trying to get an extra inch Because you know I hit it harder like the right joystick Easy This the part where I talk about in my verse how it's stupid to talk about what you'll talk about in a verse I ain't got to talk about his bra when I'm talking down to this herring really nothing to talk about I don't chalk them out in the first, but I even the odds beyond that even Peter paid me to ride Paul I'm gonna need all that Steven leave with you Joe crack bleeding eating a girl's pad leak and eat a full contact beating people It is fallback season this augmented to authentic bar bitch with bars hit you all shitty talking shit at arms Length of an arm missile. You can't cook like me. Bitch. You look like flea So May you owe you owe Bill Paxton in the face-ass Bill Paxton in the face-ass still rapping like you a class in O9, but Joe's rhymes surpassed you even way back only Oh, you ain't hip hop if you ain't having a manic on a tape-ass, right? I said this salty bastard talking static. He's automatically fucked. It's like Ray taking a shit The automatical zone now Now I don't know too much about auto mechanic stuff. So if I test his drive, then I'll take an automatic to clutch Now some of y'all thought the bars about automatic was tough, but since I don't own a automatic they automatically suck You didn't get carved in half like a Dutch than a coffin nap in the dust fix your face bitch I get your face autographed by my nuts Look, I've been a problem since my mama done shot me out of a cunt you a problem like I don't want to get caught He can't walk home safe because we hawk his ass like the ump from the jump to hand straight across off the bat like a Bunt what so am I blatant raps dead so you'll spray and blast lead please you ain't gonna make it now Wouldn't have made it back then I checked that jack from Tekken jaw. Hey with that said you gonna make me break my hands on your Lego, man Hey Yo, so from my clothes, I wrote the most complex gunbar multi reach Rebuttal that has ever been mentioned. You know I hear this shit. Yeah, you have never said a motherfucking thing. That's impressive Let's go check it yo listen little man know this I could give a damn if you were homeless To me that doesn't mean you actually lifted a can and let the chrome spit That means you were just a little tampon a pussy strung out waiting for his dope Hey had the porcelain grip need an accorded a fixer He's dope sick and I know a lot of those decisions you made back in the day made no sense But now we doing a battle rapping you couldn't even make no bets and you ain't got a dollar to your name And well the irony is so rich What was it 2012 when you hit the rock and rolled and little richer than lost it to the pills and the Needles fucking hitting some boxing feeling sick and exhausted living in vomit got that beard to cover up the scars of the pimple He's popping. Yeah, you might be a stand-up guy now, but wow that prior Richard was a comic And I guarantee that's the reason today that he ain't got shit up in his pockets He probably don't even work good luck getting dick into an office He probably got a better chance of Hillary Clinton getting into office I bet your only job is probably picking up dog shit or fixing a drip in the faucet We don't think you're fucking running the town. Just cuz you look like a miniature caustic and believe me I got no respect for a man who let his hustle slip at 26 and I saw my mom do the same homie and I know drugs A bitch, but it's a good thing. It's in your name. Crank is main. You'll never be fucking rich You're gonna be that dude who makes 40k and lives in a one-bedroom apartment with Carter deems as your roommate a bunk bed And the cat that dung's on the carpet fucking walking Walk in you always got some funk in the garbage no deodorant under his armpits and he can't get a date because when she walks in It always smells like somebody farted honestly rich Honestly rich of all the terrible fucking battle rap names I've heard in the last three years from these retards you are still at the top of the list Who in their right cranium when they themselves a cock or a dick you must be cocky as shit and I got a question Speak honestly rich if you go into the bar somebody bumps you and calls you a dick Do you just buy him a beer yell cheers and give him a compliment quick? And I'm gonna lay off the drug shit cuz I know you probably quit But if I had some ice tonight you'd probably slip y'all would be a moron For giving me oxy to rich because it's more Ronald start taking oxy and he'll limit up and then he'll end up back in poverty rich I'm like listen you little wobbly dick I get shared pleasure from you saying that you gonna bring the tech through and I got ultra thin patients for these rappers claiming they clap from the multi-syllabic test tube your girl asked me to punch you in the ribs for her pleasure because like HPV She'll know how to check you so listen dickhead quick claiming. You got a magnum that lifestyle won't protect you And I just read to you and I'm glad you didn't bet you because you probably couldn't afford it bum I'm gonna call you Tony Dungey. You were smart to run with bucks on the counter like warwick done three Bring it home, baby. So uh, let me hit that water Wait for us. Don't be really cocky So like My life is a far cry from the shit you could handle This isn't a bad just another head that sits on a mantle if I'm right You've crossed the whole country to call me a junkie and it's just a cute way of bringing on original angles but If I'm wrong and you don't do that in your lines I guess I got dressed when I still got some shit to get out from inside my chest still minding These are grind time bet finite threats if you hate addicts, but you still be getting high-wired stress now Chicago You said you said your pops took custody of you when you was barely shaking around and called your own mother a spineless crack-hand bitch just for the sake of a bad look now I'd get you big enough your pops for trying to raise you right But you've got the nerve to curse the name of the person that gave you life shit If my pops heard me say some shit like daddy raised this right like I dare you to say it twice young man Now say good night Yeah, cuz I remember when I wanted to quit when I did not know how at war with that white Borea not soup cat You're talking greasy about your mama. I should knock you out, but you don't understand I had a bad mother watch your man Should I was staring down a barrel on a wearer how to carry out a daily wrap without a thought I care about my Wearer about so tell me when wearing how the fuck you plan to air me out when a pair amount of matter What you hear about just ear and mouth I clearly doubt that you would air when I was hopping in fences dodging cops and trying not to get sentenced I am not above selling your pussy for a box of syringes. So don't unlock the part of me that got me locked to begin with With you the guy that cried when I held a fucking knife through his throat Was it your face that I pummeled with a fucking pipe till it broke? Was it your day that I turned to a night of enlightening hope when the next morning you thank God You saw the fucking light when you woke You've never viewed the world through the crimson lens of such a frightening scope and yet you portray my life Like it's some type of trifling joke a comedic tragedy, but the punchline is I don't write to be dope I write to keep my sight on the light and dark in life and fight for them both Now I've been clean for two years you judge a book by its cover pretend that you read the preface Then you write your shit down, but your whole persona is convoluted You're just a book with no cover you tell a story, but we can see just who's a spineless bitch now I Phone 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 I hope you don't get too close to spot coma because if I lose sight you know what's coming next