[Intro: nigel the earth breather]
This is “Spit Them Bars” part two, we been knew! Okay??? Shout out Yasmine Da Great! shout out WAT3R, Xain, Aidyn, all of our fallen slimes. Oh, and one more thing:
Genius did it, bitch. (Nigel, you crazy nigga!)
[Verse 1: nigel the earth breather]
This is Genius versus everybody, everyone for themselves
I’ve been here for three years so these bitches are my elves
Everyone wanna ride the Nigel wave, everyone wanna be like me
And it’s flattering, but shit gets weird at a certain degree
Everybody know me the ruling king of Genius R&B
Tell these bitches fall in line and start pushin P
I’ve been extraordinary, taught myself to read at two
Been killing Genius hoes since my debut
So walk a mile in my fucking plaid Toms shoes
You can be my panda, I’ll feed you bamboo
NigelRigel says hi, a fuckin moment in time
Where’s the plus Jojo, what a fucking slime
Should we take it back to Niiigel with three I’s?
Or should we take it back to ItsNigel, and go commit crimes?
My niggas here at Genius, I’ll tell ya, it’s been fun
I’ve loved shit here ever since day one
Nigel the earth breather
[Verse 2: PizzaIzLif3]
Nigel told me to just talk my shit
And so I’ll just talk like this
Can y'all rock like this?
I'ma take off in a rocketship
Uh, lil Pizza in the big leagues
Hol up, I ain’t little, call me six feet
That line ain’t deep, but guess where I’ll be in six weeks?
In yo' city, gettin' bitches ‘n chilling on Sixth Street
Yeah, now is it time for me to go crazy?
My vision hazy on the daily
Grades are stacking A’s, always acing, never maybes
Call me Carly Rae Jepsen 'cause yo’ man callin' me “Baby”
Stay in school, kids, don’t end up like me
You gotta make with what you have to be truly happy
I said what I said, I don’t do no take-backsies
Corny as shit, love you all, and don’t ever care about getting sappy
[Verse 3: Lil Øddity]
Øddity, once they saw me, bitches want me
Got em on the bed, dick innit like I’m Tommy
Everybody gonna get a turn with her, Commie
Yeah that bitch wetter than a fucking tsunami
Lay waste to the prey of the day, better pray
Imma slay all the way, hell to pay if you stay
Not fazed, gotta pay if you want a better way
Bitch I’m finna murder the beat like i’m Tay-K
I be poppin pills like I’m fucking Mac Miller
Every line’s a fucking bar, I don’t got no filler
Sittin’ by the pool, while I’m sippin’ on my chiller
I dance like Michael Jackson, Drac’ turn it to a Thriller
Fucking on that hoe, while I’m sucking on her toes
Grab her hair, make her blow, clean the deck out below
Say you gonna blow, but your talent’s just plateaued
Imma be up in the mansion while you sittin on skid row
[Verse 4: Kh-ri]
Alright who left the new kid off the card again?
I got this bitch covered, no sweat, no cardigan
Militia on the bitch and the beat, part of the Partisans
Jumpin' through her bush, then dig in her Backyard again
Spin the block like Tetris T's when the team able
And the cream stable, move like foxes while you read your fables
Sly nigga at the feast, at the eating table
Y'all got scoops on the game. Me? The biggest meanest ladle
Uhh... Have we munched on the last yet?
Enough to eat so y'all can see I'm an asset
So the last regret on cashin' checks is askin'
Guesses that the best'll end in last on an ass bet
Keep it whole, whip the bowl with a pop and a crackle
Word to Nigel for this awkward debacle to tackle
Less than an hour, let's power the toolie down
Droppin gems on ya head, make you Uzi now
[Verse 5: ilomilo]
Bitch, I've only been here since the sixth of August
And I'm already a king, let's be honest
Not the king of R&B, nah, that's the earth breather
The king of pop rap? Maybe I'll be the receiver
Everyone says I'm eating shit up (Ate)
But, TBH, my raps are shit, so I haven't eaten enough
Only my second cypher, yet I'm some of these bitches' for-lifer
And some of these bitches can't rap, bitches need a supervisor
Talking my shit, I own the "B" emoji (Bruh)
Flashing back to "The Peppa Meal," shit ain't holy (Haha)
Even if shit ain't holy, doesn't mean shit ain't fire
I've had like ten EPs now, fucking multiplier
I've got a big, big problem, 'bout to call my choir
All you bitches down bad, when I step in, bitches mad
Mad because they're one-hit wonders, how fuckin' sad
I blow shit up with homemade dynamite, I'm on my Lorde shit
Now I'll do whatever I fucking want with it, as I see fit (Ilomilo!)
[Verse 6: Gloom Katz]
I can't rap for shit, so this is probably gonna be bad
After this is done, I'll be crying and sad
But here we go, I guess
You're really putting me up to the test
I'm the underdog, have been for a while
Shit so bad, I'm slipping down the aisle
My table's broken and I don't have a green sweater
I swear, I swear that my songs have gotten better
I can't rhyme for shit, I use RhymeZone
But these bitches eat em up, ready to moan
HP Chromebook and almost no access
Almost as shitty as fucking chess
I've got a hair in a bun, cuz i'm dead inside hon
Put your records on repeat, put your records on repeat
Genius Vs. Everybody, we would come out on top
Can't stop, won't stop, with this fucking bop
Go cry little baby, like me to Coraline
But maybe I'm actually here to really shine
I won't be on my knees, crying a plea
It's almost time for GK3
Roses hanging off the stage, not stuck in a cage
It's Gloom Katz, bitch, go check out my page
[Verse 7: 19OO]
They know who I am, yeah, I stay with a stick like G.I Joe
I told him he would regret, he said no, so we put him on different dimensions
L-L-L-Lil' 19, I got too much DM's, just tellin' you I don't reply into this mentions
Lil' bro think he hard but at this point he just want my attention
I said I feel like I'm a monster with no beatiful fantasy
I'm too great at this shit said I need me a Grammy
He wanna get it, I made him quit it
Stay with my choppa, I forgot to mention it
.45 gon' make him forgot that he existed
.4-4-45 gon' make him forgot that he existed
I am the shooter and you are the , so stay quiet cause you ain't have it
If bro want the war, we gon' make him jump just like a rabbit
If bro want the war, we gon' send him to any other planet
Laugh at the bank, I still ain't sober yet
He said he hard, now he regret it
I been the vet and you just a small pet
If he talk down on my bros he gon' get track down and get what he gets
Shout out Nigel and Shout out Milo
We sent him to the reaper, this ain't no Clairo
T-T-This no Lil Uzi, we shoot at your forehead
This ain't no Trap Nav, lil' boy gon' get sniped out
This no glooMilo, I break the game just like table
[Verse 8: Jada 0/////0 & Trap Nav]
Ayy! Didn't know I was gonna show up, I surprised ya!
But now I'm here, this freestyle is gonna be fire!
Got a great voice, should actually join the church choir
Come inna the church with an afro, Richard Pryor
Ayy! I've only been here a couple of months, and
I've been treating you like y'all my favorite cousins
Watching my mouth for me, 'cause you knew that I wasn't
Acting a fool, and rapping shit about things I don't have, like money
Acting a bitch and thought it was funny
But now I'm here, and my world is sweet like honey
Nigel is my mentor, and Ryan is my therapist
Tali is my bestie, and Josiah is the bad bitch
Milo is my supporter, and always got my back
'Cause he knows that I'm pretty gay, and a little more than that
I'm always riding with Genius, 'cause I love the community
But I'm pretty crazy, so they better get used to me
Awesome people here, I call them Ixfinity
Everybody here are kings, princesses, and queens (Yeah!)
[Verse 9: Trap Nav]
No, it ain't a dream, you see
Glock with a beam, perc' head, I'm geekin'
You know I'm a demon
Smokin' back to back, Ingrid Records, we going up high to the sky
Fuckin' up my stomach drinkin' this lean
Diggin' her back, screamin' (Screamin')
Hol' on, wait, she creamin'
I'm 'bout to run up a milli' (Yeah, milli')
Ice on me and it's gettin' chilly, yeah
No, I'm not Nigel but it's picture day, better pose, JoJo
Thumin' through a bitch, I can tell she a no-show
"Hol' up, this nigga is goin' loco"
Better believe I am, got a bad bitch named Coco
Better chill out 'fore I get bingo
We the greatest, we never fail, got an LMG, called it dingo
[Verse 10: WokeJB]
Ooh, I done broke my wrist, hunnid on my wrist, can't tell me shit
Don’t get mad at me, 'cause I'm young and rich
Damn, ooh, I'm a different breed
Niggas know better than to fuck wit me (Nigga)
Ayy, look what I hit the hoe from the back
I don't love her, she just wack
Catch me at Popeye's, countin' these stacks (Skrrrrr)
Ooh, damn, hol' up, I been these vibin' wit racks
I just been chillin' like that
Ugh, hol' up, I be rockin' Gucci, I'm toochi
I ain't selfish, but I'm all about me
[Verse 11: oscarrrr]
I'm shitting on this beat 'cause it sounds like a toilet
My bars don't rhyme 'cause I don't take you serious
Encanto stans on RG actin' delirious
Emos think they taking over, it's almost hilarious
I cut up the beat like a fuckin' vasectomy
Cut up your bitch like I'm Jeffrey Epstein
Wait, fuck, I meant Dahmer
Talk shit to me I will literally bomb her
I am a domestic terrorist
I framed Gary Poste
I am the real Zodiac Killer
If your girl try to fight back I will fucking kill her
My name is kmoe and i do not like major labels
I didn't read anyone else's verses
I have put at least 43 people in hearses
Https://www.youtube.com/watch?vIPymp8kQ5to
[Verse 12: wooshi]
Aye, I hopped on this shit mad late
She lyin' to you, she a snake
Feel like Goonie, these .45 bullets gon' catch him
We run up on him, that boy skate
Keep talkin' 'bout shit that you ain't
Feel like Fivio, I'm Shittin' and Poopin'
On the beat, yeah, I got your head movin'
Yeah, they keep sleepin' on us, they snoozin'
Like Mario Kart 8, you keep losin' (You Suck!)
We'll get your ass popped, like a Funko
Yeah, this choppa kick sound like a drumroll
Why he flexin' his grandmothers bankroll?
Fuck around, .223s to your ankle
Yeah, I can't write raps, my lyrics suck
People be having e-sex? (What the fuck)
Feel like Sora, this keyblade'll cut
You wanted good lyrics?, yeah, you out of luck
Ight, I'ma switch up the flow, good at that shit
Yeah, I hopped on the beat talkin' mad shit
Yeah, these niggas keep lyin', I've had it
Yeah, these niggas have hall of fame acting
Feel like lil' Wes 'cause I crashed it (Crashed It)
Feel like lil' Wes 'cause I add it (Add It)
Feel like lil' Wes 'cause I might knock of a civilian with this full automatic (I might)
In other words, that nigga done
In other words, this verse was fun
I only write rap shit for fun
Can't think of a line, man, fuck
[Verse 13: Vespire]
Yeah, you know it' (Uh)
It's ya bestie Tali (Yeaahh)
You know I'm the best bestie you got (Yep)
I ain't no thot (Nah)
I'm fuckin' hot (Nah)
Don't like me? (Yeah)
You can take your ass and fuckin' rot (What)
I'm fuckin' not, a fuckin' thot (You said that already)
Y'know I got the money though
Ain't never wanna play with no fake hoe (Never!)
Like talkin' like, fuck you, fuck me, fuck two, fuck three
Roll it back, hit it up, fuckin' fee (Fuckin' fee)
Suck me up
It ain't that hard (Not at all)
Yeah, I came in with the sauce (Always)
Yeah, I ain't got no loss (Nope)
Yeah, I'm the fuckin' boss (Forever slay)
[Verse 14: ???]
This is “Spit Them Bars” part two, we been knew! Okay??? Shout out Yasmine Da Great! shout out WAT3R, Xain, Aidyn, all of our fallen slimes. Oh, and one more thing:
Genius did it, bitch. (Nigel, you crazy nigga!)
[Verse 1: nigel the earth breather]
This is Genius versus everybody, everyone for themselves
I’ve been here for three years so these bitches are my elves
Everyone wanna ride the Nigel wave, everyone wanna be like me
And it’s flattering, but shit gets weird at a certain degree
Everybody know me the ruling king of Genius R&B
Tell these bitches fall in line and start pushin P
I’ve been extraordinary, taught myself to read at two
Been killing Genius hoes since my debut
So walk a mile in my fucking plaid Toms shoes
You can be my panda, I’ll feed you bamboo
NigelRigel says hi, a fuckin moment in time
Where’s the plus Jojo, what a fucking slime
Should we take it back to Niiigel with three I’s?
Or should we take it back to ItsNigel, and go commit crimes?
My niggas here at Genius, I’ll tell ya, it’s been fun
I’ve loved shit here ever since day one
Nigel the earth breather
[Verse 2: PizzaIzLif3]
Nigel told me to just talk my shit
And so I’ll just talk like this
Can y'all rock like this?
I'ma take off in a rocketship
Uh, lil Pizza in the big leagues
Hol up, I ain’t little, call me six feet
That line ain’t deep, but guess where I’ll be in six weeks?
In yo' city, gettin' bitches ‘n chilling on Sixth Street
Yeah, now is it time for me to go crazy?
My vision hazy on the daily
Grades are stacking A’s, always acing, never maybes
Call me Carly Rae Jepsen 'cause yo’ man callin' me “Baby”
Stay in school, kids, don’t end up like me
You gotta make with what you have to be truly happy
I said what I said, I don’t do no take-backsies
Corny as shit, love you all, and don’t ever care about getting sappy
[Verse 3: Lil Øddity]
Øddity, once they saw me, bitches want me
Got em on the bed, dick innit like I’m Tommy
Everybody gonna get a turn with her, Commie
Yeah that bitch wetter than a fucking tsunami
Lay waste to the prey of the day, better pray
Imma slay all the way, hell to pay if you stay
Not fazed, gotta pay if you want a better way
Bitch I’m finna murder the beat like i’m Tay-K
I be poppin pills like I’m fucking Mac Miller
Every line’s a fucking bar, I don’t got no filler
Sittin’ by the pool, while I’m sippin’ on my chiller
I dance like Michael Jackson, Drac’ turn it to a Thriller
Fucking on that hoe, while I’m sucking on her toes
Grab her hair, make her blow, clean the deck out below
Say you gonna blow, but your talent’s just plateaued
Imma be up in the mansion while you sittin on skid row
[Verse 4: Kh-ri]
Alright who left the new kid off the card again?
I got this bitch covered, no sweat, no cardigan
Militia on the bitch and the beat, part of the Partisans
Jumpin' through her bush, then dig in her Backyard again
Spin the block like Tetris T's when the team able
And the cream stable, move like foxes while you read your fables
Sly nigga at the feast, at the eating table
Y'all got scoops on the game. Me? The biggest meanest ladle
Uhh... Have we munched on the last yet?
Enough to eat so y'all can see I'm an asset
So the last regret on cashin' checks is askin'
Guesses that the best'll end in last on an ass bet
Keep it whole, whip the bowl with a pop and a crackle
Word to Nigel for this awkward debacle to tackle
Less than an hour, let's power the toolie down
Droppin gems on ya head, make you Uzi now
[Verse 5: ilomilo]
Bitch, I've only been here since the sixth of August
And I'm already a king, let's be honest
Not the king of R&B, nah, that's the earth breather
The king of pop rap? Maybe I'll be the receiver
Everyone says I'm eating shit up (Ate)
But, TBH, my raps are shit, so I haven't eaten enough
Only my second cypher, yet I'm some of these bitches' for-lifer
And some of these bitches can't rap, bitches need a supervisor
Talking my shit, I own the "B" emoji (Bruh)
Flashing back to "The Peppa Meal," shit ain't holy (Haha)
Even if shit ain't holy, doesn't mean shit ain't fire
I've had like ten EPs now, fucking multiplier
I've got a big, big problem, 'bout to call my choir
All you bitches down bad, when I step in, bitches mad
Mad because they're one-hit wonders, how fuckin' sad
I blow shit up with homemade dynamite, I'm on my Lorde shit
Now I'll do whatever I fucking want with it, as I see fit (Ilomilo!)
[Verse 6: Gloom Katz]
I can't rap for shit, so this is probably gonna be bad
After this is done, I'll be crying and sad
But here we go, I guess
You're really putting me up to the test
I'm the underdog, have been for a while
Shit so bad, I'm slipping down the aisle
My table's broken and I don't have a green sweater
I swear, I swear that my songs have gotten better
I can't rhyme for shit, I use RhymeZone
But these bitches eat em up, ready to moan
HP Chromebook and almost no access
Almost as shitty as fucking chess
I've got a hair in a bun, cuz i'm dead inside hon
Put your records on repeat, put your records on repeat
Genius Vs. Everybody, we would come out on top
Can't stop, won't stop, with this fucking bop
Go cry little baby, like me to Coraline
But maybe I'm actually here to really shine
I won't be on my knees, crying a plea
It's almost time for GK3
Roses hanging off the stage, not stuck in a cage
It's Gloom Katz, bitch, go check out my page
[Verse 7: 19OO]
They know who I am, yeah, I stay with a stick like G.I Joe
I told him he would regret, he said no, so we put him on different dimensions
L-L-L-Lil' 19, I got too much DM's, just tellin' you I don't reply into this mentions
Lil' bro think he hard but at this point he just want my attention
I said I feel like I'm a monster with no beatiful fantasy
I'm too great at this shit said I need me a Grammy
He wanna get it, I made him quit it
Stay with my choppa, I forgot to mention it
.45 gon' make him forgot that he existed
.4-4-45 gon' make him forgot that he existed
I am the shooter and you are the , so stay quiet cause you ain't have it
If bro want the war, we gon' make him jump just like a rabbit
If bro want the war, we gon' send him to any other planet
Laugh at the bank, I still ain't sober yet
He said he hard, now he regret it
I been the vet and you just a small pet
If he talk down on my bros he gon' get track down and get what he gets
Shout out Nigel and Shout out Milo
We sent him to the reaper, this ain't no Clairo
T-T-This no Lil Uzi, we shoot at your forehead
This ain't no Trap Nav, lil' boy gon' get sniped out
This no glooMilo, I break the game just like table
[Verse 8: Jada 0/////0 & Trap Nav]
Ayy! Didn't know I was gonna show up, I surprised ya!
But now I'm here, this freestyle is gonna be fire!
Got a great voice, should actually join the church choir
Come inna the church with an afro, Richard Pryor
Ayy! I've only been here a couple of months, and
I've been treating you like y'all my favorite cousins
Watching my mouth for me, 'cause you knew that I wasn't
Acting a fool, and rapping shit about things I don't have, like money
Acting a bitch and thought it was funny
But now I'm here, and my world is sweet like honey
Nigel is my mentor, and Ryan is my therapist
Tali is my bestie, and Josiah is the bad bitch
Milo is my supporter, and always got my back
'Cause he knows that I'm pretty gay, and a little more than that
I'm always riding with Genius, 'cause I love the community
But I'm pretty crazy, so they better get used to me
Awesome people here, I call them Ixfinity
Everybody here are kings, princesses, and queens (Yeah!)
[Verse 9: Trap Nav]
No, it ain't a dream, you see
Glock with a beam, perc' head, I'm geekin'
You know I'm a demon
Smokin' back to back, Ingrid Records, we going up high to the sky
Fuckin' up my stomach drinkin' this lean
Diggin' her back, screamin' (Screamin')
Hol' on, wait, she creamin'
I'm 'bout to run up a milli' (Yeah, milli')
Ice on me and it's gettin' chilly, yeah
No, I'm not Nigel but it's picture day, better pose, JoJo
Thumin' through a bitch, I can tell she a no-show
"Hol' up, this nigga is goin' loco"
Better believe I am, got a bad bitch named Coco
Better chill out 'fore I get bingo
We the greatest, we never fail, got an LMG, called it dingo
[Verse 10: WokeJB]
Ooh, I done broke my wrist, hunnid on my wrist, can't tell me shit
Don’t get mad at me, 'cause I'm young and rich
Damn, ooh, I'm a different breed
Niggas know better than to fuck wit me (Nigga)
Ayy, look what I hit the hoe from the back
I don't love her, she just wack
Catch me at Popeye's, countin' these stacks (Skrrrrr)
Ooh, damn, hol' up, I been these vibin' wit racks
I just been chillin' like that
Ugh, hol' up, I be rockin' Gucci, I'm toochi
I ain't selfish, but I'm all about me
[Verse 11: oscarrrr]
I'm shitting on this beat 'cause it sounds like a toilet
My bars don't rhyme 'cause I don't take you serious
Encanto stans on RG actin' delirious
Emos think they taking over, it's almost hilarious
I cut up the beat like a fuckin' vasectomy
Cut up your bitch like I'm Jeffrey Epstein
Wait, fuck, I meant Dahmer
Talk shit to me I will literally bomb her
I am a domestic terrorist
I framed Gary Poste
I am the real Zodiac Killer
If your girl try to fight back I will fucking kill her
My name is kmoe and i do not like major labels
I didn't read anyone else's verses
I have put at least 43 people in hearses
Https://www.youtube.com/watch?vIPymp8kQ5to
[Verse 12: wooshi]
Aye, I hopped on this shit mad late
She lyin' to you, she a snake
Feel like Goonie, these .45 bullets gon' catch him
We run up on him, that boy skate
Keep talkin' 'bout shit that you ain't
Feel like Fivio, I'm Shittin' and Poopin'
On the beat, yeah, I got your head movin'
Yeah, they keep sleepin' on us, they snoozin'
Like Mario Kart 8, you keep losin' (You Suck!)
We'll get your ass popped, like a Funko
Yeah, this choppa kick sound like a drumroll
Why he flexin' his grandmothers bankroll?
Fuck around, .223s to your ankle
Yeah, I can't write raps, my lyrics suck
People be having e-sex? (What the fuck)
Feel like Sora, this keyblade'll cut
You wanted good lyrics?, yeah, you out of luck
Ight, I'ma switch up the flow, good at that shit
Yeah, I hopped on the beat talkin' mad shit
Yeah, these niggas keep lyin', I've had it
Yeah, these niggas have hall of fame acting
Feel like lil' Wes 'cause I crashed it (Crashed It)
Feel like lil' Wes 'cause I add it (Add It)
Feel like lil' Wes 'cause I might knock of a civilian with this full automatic (I might)
In other words, that nigga done
In other words, this verse was fun
I only write rap shit for fun
Can't think of a line, man, fuck
[Verse 13: Vespire]
Yeah, you know it' (Uh)
It's ya bestie Tali (Yeaahh)
You know I'm the best bestie you got (Yep)
I ain't no thot (Nah)
I'm fuckin' hot (Nah)
Don't like me? (Yeah)
You can take your ass and fuckin' rot (What)
I'm fuckin' not, a fuckin' thot (You said that already)
Y'know I got the money though
Ain't never wanna play with no fake hoe (Never!)
Like talkin' like, fuck you, fuck me, fuck two, fuck three
Roll it back, hit it up, fuckin' fee (Fuckin' fee)
Suck me up
It ain't that hard (Not at all)
Yeah, I came in with the sauce (Always)
Yeah, I ain't got no loss (Nope)
Yeah, I'm the fuckin' boss (Forever slay)
[Verse 14: ???]
( nigel nave )
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