Opium vs. Dialect Round 3 E

All right, now it's the tension round. Guys have gotta say stuff. Logan, you got that third beat ready? Yeah. RSD. Let me tell them. When I take niggas out, I ain't talking the Dead. Man, I straight put a fork in your Face. I'm sorted in range. I leave your brain rocked to the blade. Spit flames and bring it on slow with the Rage. I'm on phone, be warned with the name. Street fear, make it a knock off with the Same. Speak fair, 'cause you know I warn you're A fake. I'm dangerous. Why your man calling my Name? Man know I got the hardest bars. Cold like Argandans. But you're not fam like margin Box. So fuck all this martial arts. I'm a palm his ass. But back to the Rhythms of bars, I actually kill him. Stop acting a villain. 'Cause of the beat, I'm nasty, you Miller. You're a victim, why bunk with a killer? 'Cause you're far from looping me. You're choosing weak, so what you wanna do to Me? 'Cause I'm on the next level and I Prove to be. Getting credit on the mic, nothing New to me. So fuck you, Nicky. 'Cause I'm on the next level, you're in the Next world if you wanna test this. Express what I want and I'm on the deathbed. Then send this mess to a bred's head. Then send his men to a next place. I'm on the tenth wave, my body dem straight. It's weak, the weed man are billing. I know we proceed with the chilling. But I don't comply with the name. ST, man start on the night and the rave. I die with a rave, I will fight to The grave. Keep it raw in the back of Inside of my face. Oh God, you and that Flow there, long lost. Your MC duration is not strong. Some man are rotten, expired and gone off. I work with the earth, don, I'm compost. More time on my ones than I wander. What will these man do when the bomb drops? Little man will scream out that he loves God. The sun's gone, still I try live with one Gal or two. I tried three, it's challenging, back To two. Got one gal rolling salad and calaloo And one that drinks Malibu. I turn up parallel. Gal get DM'd, cab as Well. I do chi and magic spells. I pree them ratchet girls. But big up the Ones that treat the fun fair like carousel, clown Circus and zip ho. I get high, she dip Low. I'm a big dadda like Diplo. My diploma's like six years ahead. So many wan hate, that's an insult. Man of men ain't drunk, why you pissed for? I win more, I work and don't wish much. I got a big pot, watch my witch craft. Spell ready, I shell ready, I work affiliated. In my nest with my bird, I feel made. I L, U, V, abbreviation. I still see that hate is displayed. Walk in, turn up, no bumping me off. Overstand, you're under me, loss. Cause a hazard, it turns to a matter. Automatically my company comes, rat-tat-tat-tat-tat. I'm a R-W-A-C. From the ghetto where you may lose. Respawn then I'm back to the money. But I see a couple youts press UAV. This ain't Call of Duty, though. You wanna meet? Come off duty, though. I don't discuss when I'm on duty. My work ethic is high, truth be told. I ain't dissing the bars that are you. But to get here I worked harder than you. You live where grime was born. The guys up north get half of the views. My career consists of women. The list of niggas that like what you do. Your career was just built on dreams. With the skill I breathe, I'm a larger than You. CSI right now. Nine years spitting this heat right now. Remember adding off in the East right now. When I put him the ground like Mario Hope In the hill pipe now. I wanna get to The blatant facts. I'm on the rise 'cause I'm making tracks. Not hiding on door block, getting praised from fans. Got my hands on the box and I made Some grands. So it's Lord on the mic so Let's take this chance. When I'm on grime, man, I've never been shy. But I've ever been tried And I'm better than the that tries it. I'm burying the redder that tries it. What? You are not fucking psychic. Man, I buried this dude on the mic. You don't wanna try clash, get screwed on the Mic, oh. Yo, check. I am on top like the candlelight. I paint pictures and I can design. So many ho ho hos I fantasize. Pan, pan, pan, I vandalize. Me and Temper TEE stand the tide. Rearrange thoughts, finalize. Get a thought in your head, get amplified. You got a girl on your pleo. You're still getting no lay so you feel dynamite. I shit on the guy you idolize. Cold, boy, I climatize. I used to play five-a-side. But for the last eight years I bar for Bar. Ask Billenty, he will tell you I write All right. It's hard being better than my man. Out in German, no means neiner nein. When I spray bars, man down niner nine. I see your girl, don, she's finer nice. She just wants to take me back to hers. I was like, "B, okay, it's fine-a nine." No worries. Name's Opium, I don't smoke poppy. These little whips blow lorry. Flow mega like so solid. Send a punch, post office. Still here with gold on me. These little silver Dons are bronze MCs. Gwan like they're bigger than Metropolis. Lucid dreams, apocalypse. Don't you know my tongue don't stop like Dominic? Better than 90% probably. Get the semi, you plop a bit. You heard, but a friend's cock block a bit. All right. overload like the rotten did run up To Stalin. But back to the real talk. That's what I'm here for. Me against you, blud, What do I fear for? I know you rate millions lyrics, so fuck all Beside my brilliance. Lier, opinions, violence is Do Me a favor and I'll school your affiliates. You lot got a screw loose, you're an idiot. I got 'em macabre style, you're already dead. Gold you will never get. You're thinking you're Zones out of a step. When me and you Both cut facials. Still don't get cut off, so Keep talking and I'm sure you're gonna be mess. I spit my bars with eloquence. Body man physically, lyrically. CSI wouldn't find evidence. You're not elegant. You move like you're creps are From next door. Debenhams, texture man from old Metal cuts. You expect the dems to all settle, But. I don't give a fuck like I'm celebrating. You claim you're hard but you're act all delicate. And you're here when I say I'm the finest. Some tripping the cash, you'll get a B minus. So get fucked like a vagina. Or the right hook might remind you. Look, man, priceless winner. I flow sharp like Edward Scissor. I ain't been looking at myself for years, don. I've been looking for a five-figure. And your gal with a nice figure. But I pray that she has discipline. And a future that she's visioning. I can help in change of positioning. She says I want it all like the Romans. I said, "Babe, stop acting silly." The mic I'm recording on costs more than a Rolex, that is a simile. And they say, "Why Roll with Zed?" For dialect. Man wanna come around but he can't Dial it. And I got your girl's number, I Might dial it. I got a big shotty up, My fire it. Man know when I get that In the tire dip. Yeah, you get entire fit. Man can't come here. You know, you look dumb Here. That tight hat on in all of your Door block battles. You need a new one here. The wire. You need a new one here. Blud, let's take this to a fucking bonus round. Ay, Logo, we're going into the bonus round, can I just get a beat on?