vs Legacy (Battle or STFU Card)

#acapella #HoodThreat #BattleOrSTFU #Card Let's leave the theatrics alone, no need to wish me luck, I'm here to break a leg/ I'll decapitate his head/ The way I'll take his neck/ He can catch this fade and I ain't talking bout the razors edge/ I'm mean switch blades instead/ That’ll do more than just graze his head/ More like carve him up like Sunday steak and veg/ I like legacy, he's part of the family but this guy, sometimes is as lame as Meg/ I bought him up like a father only to have to kill him now So I guess I'm a necromancer cuz I raised the dead/ He's a college kid that spitting gun bars, that talk can get u grounded son, no dinner go straight to bed/ Cuz the only rounds he knows is when he takes the keg/ He's a good kid tho, that clean cut type/ While i'm the type that's cutting clean/ Inserts knives and leave em stuck in spleens/ So I ain't talking about crushing dreams/ When I say I'll have this kid as nothing more than a gutted teen/ I mean I got a blade that’s shining, so when I place this (dis) in bowels (embowls) and open him up like elevator doors I'll make this an overly bloody scene/ I bet he approches this with optimism/ Like this battles the one to make us swap position/ Naaaaa, that's the wrong decision/ I'll stay above him, aim with top precision/ Drop him with shots thats got toxins in em/ Knock his block off till he's lost his vision/ But that ain't what i mean when i say he can't see me when I drop a written/ This aint no big shaq, quick maths it's long division/ Or complex equations like e equals this mc squared, left with nothing but a box to live in/ Cuz he's stuck behind basic bar formations like he's locked in prison/ Tell his dear mother I'll make leg buckle like Bambi on ice the way I got him slipping/ See when I up the anti....its a body like a doctor give him/ Shots of amoxicilin/ But if I cock the smithen/ Ima lift leg like a dog that's pissing.