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Illmaculate vs Bender

by King Of The Dot

on Illmaculate vs Bender (2021), World Domination 2

[Round 1: Bender]
Now he wrote some extra raps to switch the limits and mess around
Thinks he set a trap on some last minute trick to extend the rounds
I expected that
So let him rap
You gon' get your wish now anyhow
Get ready Mac
They can call you my British mistress, when I spread you out in a second flat
Now at first I thought I fucks with dude this youngins cool he greezy when he spit
He got that hungry proof yet butter smooth I'm feelin' that he's slick
So I took a couple views to study you and realized that your gift
Is nothing new you just make what you do look easy cause it is
Listen
Got around to watching my last video
Guess now you're gonna say that was a pity vote
I can picture folks at home face palming like "Oh that's rich Illmacs here to learn us on some grown man shit."
So how's this
He gets a Too Short t-shirt every Christmas, he's a tad fed up
I heard the doctor diagnosed him with crib death at his last check up
He needs water wings when he wants a drink at the washroom sink when the man gets up
In the night
And rides a golf cart around the mini putt course...that's messed up
See you ain't amounting to shit but a mountain of shit and you ain't been valid in this since 2006
So we can get this solved tonight and you can call me Walter White
Cause I can have you all on ice without an ounce of that gin
My last performance? AGL
Should show the kid some respect
Cause most would agree that I beat myself so really that's my biggest win yet
And I can count the opinions I give a shit about on my dick
So in the end I'm still king and that chains a trinket at best
Get initials stitched in your chest like official Mitchell and Ness
While I hit your ribs with my fist with a vicious ripple effect
Won't be talking 'bout escaping no polygamist sect
When a compound break makes your collarbone stick out your neck
And he's always stretching bars to compensate
Cause his body was formed in the proper proportions
This became obvious in the washroom before this
When he caught my performance
Glancing at me pissing like..."God that's enormous
I never saw that in Portland"
I didn't have the heart to say that's just the top of my foreskin, He called it a "horse dick"
You ask if he's a virgin or not, he will totally avoid it
If you heard that Mac was working abroad, he had overseas employment
Now you got 2 or 3 minutes before the heat I drop next
So go cop my fucking album...flightdistance.net

[Round 1: Illmaculate]
For this entire battle, you're gonna have to come hard
So for the rest of this battle:
I dare you not to sweat like a retard
And lose your breath every one bar
Now, some people think you beat Sketch Menace
You did, I can not front on him
I got a lot of dope lines for you, and that's not one of them
Last time I was in Toronto for a peaceful weekend
Getting high with spade, at the theater, chiefin'
At least I think, I mean, we was drinkin'? Which seems convenient
Cause either I'm mistaken, or there were scenes deleted
Reason being: we all saw the title taken, and I was thinking
"Where was Liam Neeson? I ain't even see him!"
Let's just get this title shit out the way
I told him the title's an idle thing
It's the mind that's behind the name
A promise that tides would change
Y'all saw the decline in weight
He went to being less chubby, but seeming less hungry
It's not an unlikely trait
Now, brainstorming the past
May warrant me asking if I should blame four minute abs
For the loss of his title chain
I know he ain't morbidly fat, it's not the topic that I would take
But either way, he should've made more of a splash
When he flopped and got his title waived
I bet you die a bit inside when I remind you of that night
Looking this liar in his eyes, I see why at first his title is declined
A fight against Tyson in his prime, it's no surprise to me
But, really, you probably lost your car title too
He have retirement in mind
But being the higher driver in his entire crew
Went and lost his job title too
Now it's stifling his pride every time he gets denied
When he tries to get a ride, listen
All biases aside
There isn't a title that I could use that would apply to you
I think blank when describing him, besides that seems great
The irony you'll find is "untitled" is the only title he's entitled to
Since he plays with the title on the line

[Round 2: Bender]
Now I never had a chance to make it down to Florida
So I brought some Grizzle here to watch the place get out of order
I don't need customs for taking out a foreigner
Hogtie this mogwai watch this place get out of order
Chop his brakes like Dr. Dre head banging off the dashboard
I'll then fast forward if I'm smashed 'til his face don't match his passport
Fresh Coast sucker, you can't escape this house of horror
I don't care if you brought Portland, Seattle, and half the state of California
Standing waiting round the corner
That pig you trying to wife up, she fed up with your boring flow
She's the sorta hoe you find Monday morning on the Maury show, I'm sorry bro
Your shorty goes to glory holes in poorly woven orgy robes
Of course he knows how the story goes when she's snorting blow
And cracks a forty o
Ness and Marv got her horny forming an Oreo
They lining for days
And if Corey Charron ain't hit her with a porno load then he lied to my face
She's the fattest thing to ever get down low on a stripper pole
Hell, she even rocked that leather snickers coat from the smell ya dick video
He keep her dipped out, really though
She gets a nice deal
He'll take her shopping for anything she wants, as long as it's not a pair of high heels
And I'll be the first to acknowledge
I felt your earlier projects
But you dumbed your shit down, and that's some curious logic
When you see your greatest strength as a curb to your progress
And the chance is if you pander you could firm up your pockets
To be perfectly honest
I thought you thirsted for knowledge
So when I heard the shit you working on, it churned up some vomit
Now you got the nerve to think you deserve some currency off this?
Well go ahead and try converting Mohammed
Cause that's a more likely chance of you turning a prophet (profit)
And while you're at it, go pitch to a label
I don't care how many peeps he knows or CEO's that sit at that table
He can't get ahead (a head) with connections cause you he looks a Mr. Potato
Ask this guy how many compliments, lies and empty promises
It took to buy
The bulk of all those lines from emcee goddess with
Everyone's always telling me that 'Mac is so deep
But when you're standing at 3 feet how deep could you actually be?
I told y'all I'd beat deep blue in three moves
Camouflage your strength, that chess game is see through
Your whole fucking style is preschool
No wonder pedophiles get a sweaty mouth when they see you
You've kept this format fresh, as a Jordache fest
Retreat to Norad, this is where your war path ends
And take cover when my swarm catch wreck
And stay put or we gon' have your face looking like a Rorschach Test
Illmaculate
Lil' sack of shit
Share your place with Sharon Tate, I kill actresses
I will smack this bitch
When it comes to pussy I don't pussy foot
But your pussy look like it got a Wookie bush with a Snookie puff
I got this down to a science
Fuck what you call relevant, I'm going for timeless
You a daily crossword, I'm God's word I'm papyrus
Set in granite, etched in tablets like ten commandments from the Highest

[Verse 2: Illmaculate]
To tell the truth, I didn't write Ten Commandments
But Toronto weed got me feeling like the highest, so maybe y'all weed is better, damn it
This is the worst move that you've pulled in years
Think I could be scared? I'll pull his hair
Slap him in his face and ask him, "Who you think's the bully here?"
I let him crack on my height and I won't listen
I'll even act like it's tight and it's so different
Till he goes to give me daps and I eye him and cold diss him
Then he turns his back and a fan pushes him
While I stand behind him and low bridge him
Say I switched my style up, like that scheme might've worked
When your battle against Scott Free was three times as worse
Acting like his heat might've bursted
Pull out that big chopper and it's drama that's my green light to murk
When I swing on him it'll sting like when a beehive's disturbed
Nah, what I meant
I'ma take a stick and beat the shit outta this piñata
While he hanging from a tree by his shirt
Bully shit
But hold on, let me switch the subject
I heard he was in his thirties
And that's a topic that I didn't touch yet
Figured I'd be more original plus he'd know the shit is coming
So I wrote two rounds out-spitting him
Got to this one and figured...fuck it!
See there's nothing I can't say when it comes to this man's age
He's already got one foot in the damn grave
So it's no wonder his career's on its last leg
Dawg, you are Presence old, so I'm sort of confused
I don't know if you have a time portal to use, but what the fuck?
Was this guy born in a pool of primordial ooze?
This dude's wack as shit, here's a few fashion tips
Buy some loose pants that fit
And quit trying to show off that new plastic hip
With your old ass, you don't wanna go hand to hand
Plus your flow trash, mine's so damn advanced
I told battle fans "No, cro magnon man don't stand a chance!"
Shit, we can talk about your clothes
That hip hop goth genre is so dirty
There's not an anonymous class that could doctor your swag
You're gonna have to quit Hot Topic cold turkey
I mean, we can talk about the choke
How your legacy's coming all unglued
Looks like rubbing out to all them Pesci battles
Got Pesci battles rubbing off on you
And while we're on the topic I may just ruin 'em both
Like as far as losses, take this, two in a row
And ay bitch, you don't say shit like y'all do when you choke
I dare you to bring up that Old Spice commercial
I fucking dare you
We can even re-enact the scene
Picture a bathroom setting in HD on the plasma screen
I show up like, "Hello ladies, look at him, back to me"
Who would you be more likely to oblige if they asked you to have a drink?
Look at him, back to me
Fellas, reality or the battle scene, who would you rather be?
Look at him, back to me
And ask yourself, who would have the faster swing uf they actually had some beef?
Look at him, back to me
Bring up Old Spice or any ad you've seen
I'll give you the axe cause I'm a brute
When I'm armed and hammered
If we have to take it to that degree!

[Round 3: Bender]
Call this IRS invasion cause no one buys your records
Go and wrtie a letter, sign your resignation
You trying Bender's patience?
Well I'm here to take aim just like a federal agent on that tribe of rebel natives
Comprised of seven nations on the pineridge reservation
Yes I saw your youtube commercial
It was kind of depressing
You dressed in drag selling perfume in a desperate cry for attention
Puffy little bitch tits stickin out, greasy hair flying
Holy shit...just imagine what he would do for some actual TV airtime
Now you've developed a souther drawl as you've evolved into this
Beast who'll run up in the crowd and Ben Wallace that shit
All brolic and quick to ball up a first to brawl with these kids
And as small as he is, some of you still fall for that shit
Like, "Golly gee wiz, is he a rap nerd that ollies and flips
Or is he harder than a clocker on the Baltimore strip?"
You choose between A and B whichever column you pick
He's never been the genuine had all his followers tricked
So when you see the collegene lips on this Hollywood bitch
Start to flap better bet your ass it's more false than legit
So little Oliver Twist can go swallow a dick
And get ready for the next set of balls on his chin
So lets revisit that shit that Arcane said
It was you, not Pete, who tried to polly with Twist
You begged him for a solid on some knowledge to kick
And crawled away with the whole tourney as a result of that tip
Now I don't really know what your policy is
But that's a bitch move that I ain't really tolerant with
Better fall back or crawl back while there's still a pulse in your wrist
Your glass ceiling just cracked and now the walls closing in
And it's true Lush and them still owe you for more than a few bucks
And cool nuts ain't do much to recoup, you got used up
They may have got you supper, and kept your face feeling funny
But still played you like a sucker for a great deal of money
Picture Drect at his mansion with the revenue he stacked
While he's texting you like, "Yeah 'Mac I'ma get that to you STAT."
Cause it ain't really nothing to punk you and that's an understatement
If 'Mac said he ever pulled a heavy, this motherfucker was chubby chasing
So I'd say that it's clear you ain't gettin doe from battle rhymin stepson
If you faced all your fears to take what you're owed they'd have your tiny neck rung
Trying to make your career is taking its toll you've sacrificed your best ones
Cause if I've wasted this year you've wasted your whole adult life and then some

[Round 3: Illmaculate]
Y'all gonna have to wait for it
Make sure that you're fucking patient
This battle was my idea
So if I was chubby chasing it's only on this one occasion
I mean he talked about the Old Spice commercial
I dared him, right? It's all true
That commercial and this battle have something in common and it involves you
Cause they both involve me taking a faggot's wig off when the jobs through
See, I'm on some real ill shit, not the one to play with
Treat his head the same as a 40 bottle
You know, have it pouring on the pavement
And everybody he came with will shortly follow
I'm on my Kill Bill shit
Trying to use that same "sorry player" corny combo?
I'll put your DNA on display like the Maury talk show
With a blade that was made by Hattori Hanzo
Once my blade is brandished
It's bathed in a bath of flames to lash my victims
Instigating cataclysms
Like if God has something to say to that
He can get his angels branded with it
I don't give a fuck if the angle's sacreligious
There's no escaping the wrath that's given
It's painful to fuck with me and this ain't no sadomasochism
Tell me, where'd all the weight go that you're missin'?
You probably chain smoke malnutritioned
And the yayo that you're sniffin'
Is why you make those brash decisions
He probably blames those mannerisms on the anglo saxon in him
And don't mistake those race jokes for the scapegoat that is isn't
I ain't no fascist, pimpin'
I'm who they show when Kato's mask is lifted
Bruce Lee in plain clothes
Get your face broke quick as I get the case thrown
Faggot listen, you wanna tango this ain't no dance you gettin'
I bet you figured that, didn't you?
Well let's get it cracking, I rigged the package, lit the fuse
When it blew, head removed
Bender fragments in a bag, limbs attached to tennis shoes
They won't even get to wrap the interview
With how quick I snatch his silverspoon
I'll kill his ass, I'm bananas and you just silverback gorilla food
Try to get stupid, mess up one round and you're fucked
Any minor slips, boo him, so when this comes out in a month
You'll see why this bitch losing without a run down from the judge
It's automatic, cause you don't have the drive to stick to it when it comes down to the clutch
I don't see how he inspires y'all
Keep in mind he couldn't hold the title long
Others rise and fall, I evolve
So tonight it's not a fight at all, you vaginal wall soft
Far as I can call this the iron jaws
Of a lion maulin a china doll, dawg
Try me, leave anybody in their bracket exposed
Make 'em share caskets with Loe
No, this ain't a fair match
It's a bare hand versus a bear trap when it's closed
You hear that? Your weird ass is a clone
Him and Kap Kallous can have a mirror match
Why don't you give him that beard back that you stole
He said he was St. Peter the gatekeeper
Alright, I'm St. Pierre, I punch face features till I break fingers
I grace shoulders with great thinkers and gang leaders
So if he plotting a Takeover I'm Nas when he made Ether
I'll run up on his pig pen while he eating out the trough
Feeding on the slop
Tell him MTV ain't a fan of you and neither is the Dot
Then fill the magazine like the Forbes camera crew and you legally get shot
And nah, I ain't name dropping being cheap to get some props
But shit, it's a win-win so ain't no reason I should stop
The whole world gets to witness me leave him in a box
Malaysia to Phillipines, even Sweden's in the spot
Dawg, if we was in Australia I would feed him to a croc'
And how sweet is it even the Englishmen will watch
As I run up on Big Ben and start cleaning out his clock
So in closing I'ma say that you're too weak to battle me
And tell that bouncer that was putting hands on me
If he's so power hungry he should join the police academy
And shit, he probably did and he might've stayed longer
But he got kicked out for taking a nightstick to a fucking Jay Walker
So really, I'ma tell you I have fucking talent, dawg
And if it wasn't for real artists like us
That bouncer wouldn't even fucking have a job