Stix N Stonez (Rap Battle)

Zenlee | Stix N Stonez (Rap Battle)

Lyrics written by: Zenlee
Produced by: Zenlee
Beat: CHill – Nothing Else Will Hold Me Back
Album: Just Poetry, 2018

** VERSE ONE **

You may think I’mma be at the end of my game
Nigga, This is how my game be
U think it’s so funny, so damn funny
I ain’t getting your love or respect
Nuthin’ from your family

You’re right, nigga
This be about as funny as u look (ha ha ha)
That’s a fucking shame, homie
But to me this is how it really is
Listen up closely (listen up closely)

I’m further than you in this game
Closer than you ever be at the lyrical fame
You just a nobody, u ain’t got no brand
What’s your name nigga, you a fucking no name

I’m Zenlee, the lyrical genius
Sunrize Angkor Records, spitting out the lyrics
I rap for a living, got my own music biz
You just an amateur tryna get at my dick

Don’t be comin at me like I ain’t no gansta
Cuz u say I ain’t know nuthin’ about the streets
You be talkin’ about
What I know about guns and banging
‘Cause they kill ur peeps

Homie u shoulda bumped to tha gangsta rap OGs
Who would’ve told u real niggas don’t die,homie
Yo, I ain’t a monster
I pay respect to Khmer souljas fighting with me

** REFRAIN **

Homie, you know about them stix n stonez
They come at me n break my bones
But your words ain’t ever gonna break me, homie
I’m too good for this listen up closely

Homie, you know about them stix n stonez
They come at me and break my bones
But your words ain’t doin’ u any good, homie
I’m too good for this, this is too easy

Homie, you know about them stix n stonez
They come at me and break my bones
But your words just feed the fire, homie
I’m too good for this listen up closely
(listen up closely)

** VERSE TWO **

You battle me in the rap battles
You scribble down your rap lyrics
You think your rap looks better on paper
But you ain’t producing shit

Come at me when you get your shit together
Then we’ll hear how good you really sound
I ain’t got much expectations from u though
It ain’t personal, based on what u scribbled down

Rattle rattle (rattle rattle), I smell a snake
You be picking on my size, sayin’ I eat at the buffet
I can afford to eat, homie, what you eatin’ nowadays
Is that shit you eatin’, smells like shit anyway

I ain’t ever known a man
So tied up with another man’s weight
If you put this much detail to your own face
Maybe you could go out and get a date

You think you got mad diss on me, homie
I think you sound like a fuckin’ bitch
You got called out for being a thug
But you admitted that you got a shriveled dick

I ain’t gonna lie to anybody though
I may be keepin’ myself for my wifey
Ain’t nobody gonna save your ugly ass though
No matter what, no matter how much u need

I’mma be doin this music
‘Cause I be getting shawties here hollarin’ at me
Ain’t gonna fuck around though
No matter how much fun you think it is to get STD
You better put on some cream, homie
Your face looks infected to me

** REFRAIN **

Homie, you know about them stix n stonez
They come at me n break my bones
But your words ain’t ever gonna break me, homie
I’m too good for this listen up closely

Homie, you know about them stix n stonez
They come at me and break my bones
But your words ain’t doin’ u any good, homie
I’m too good for this, this is too easy