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letra de prometheus vs axtekk - clabtrap

[verse 1: prometheus]

another b-tch that can’t rap? oh boy!
a sad sack with a british voice? oh joy!
i’m the black justin bieber that stay smashing these clabtrap -sshats
don’t get clapped ax
where your sh-tty raps at, i only found six
where’s the real stuff at, it can’t be this sh-t
you tiny dimple wannabe crumpet-munching bender
go to hmv and find yourself a new contender
cause i’m the f-cking winner, cause i’m the f-cking man
my first verse is cursed to make your brain hurt
yo mom’s f-nnypack is filled with my bratwurst
i like my tea like i like my money – n-gga
who convinced your goofy -ss that you was a spitter
you must be mistaken – go back to beat making
pretend time’s over so you can stop faking

[verse 2: axtekk]

axtekk: you done p-ssyole?

prometheus: b-tch!

axtekk: your sixteen’s through
he tries to f-ck with the beat’s link cause he sees hy-rule
i’m better at rapping and making beats than you
i even look more like justin bieber dude!
and there you have it – you act big but fact is at rapping
you’re just a bad axtekk sans accent
at producing man, all that crackling your voice made?
thug flow tourrettes – you need pop filter and a noise gate
k, british rappers aren’t usual, that part is true
but the last time you battled one you p-ssied out halfway through
i get name dropped on the politic cause ax-is of evil
you get called a f-ggot in battle’s between other people
so i like my women like i like my verses – f-ggot –
no more or less than sixteen, flip that, go hard and smash it
if you’re thinking “g-y kanye” i’d say you’re flowing right
drop all the n bombs you want, you’ll still never blow a mic

[interlude]

prometheus: oh my god. f-ck production right now, just f-ck it

[verse 3: prometheus]

the point of rap is to write your own f-cking lyrics
you call it “flips” i call it copying real sh-t
understanding you is like translating sanskrit
pro’lly cause you blow mics the same way you blow -shhhh
i’m just saying you got f-ggot in your mouth a lot
i’m super saiyan, put the mic down and knock it off
f-ck vocal effects b-tch, i rap raw
don’t even need a beat, forget where the heaters be
ax you can take a knee, bow down to a g
praise be to the king – bieeeeberrrrr
i won my last battle, didn’t even try first
you lost a bye round with a half -ssed verse
f-ck big red putting me in a bracket with beat heads
ain’t this a rap off? then why the slack jawed jack off
trying to confuse me
you might be good at beats but you can’t reproduce me

[interlude]

prometheus: but if you play nice, i’ll let you produce me
axtekk: hahaha, what, do you wanna collab?

[verse 4: axtekk]

sure i’ll produce you, here’s ax’s thoughts:
don’t f-cking use autotune when you claim that you rapping raw!
man it says a lot that you’re gun bars make mine sound legit
and if i bite your feats it says a lot that mine had more kick
who could’ve guessed, you actually talk nerdier than i do
yet i mind tricks, way you force voices on the mic dude
t-tan from streets now, really? you a g now, really?
only gang bangers you banging with is big bang theory
you’re best line was a g-y joke, but it’s a given that ax bi
openly. y’all should research instead of giving that ax byes
hoping he’d play nice go slack jawed and kneel, oh kid
that verse was so g-y it’s making me feel h0m-phobic
and now there’s no beat left what did dureagon do to you?!
the tune is through but there’s nothing i could do to lose
of course you’d boast about winning by one vote, but honestly
when prometheus boasts ’bout bringing fire you know it was a robbery

- clabtrap

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