Old Man ButterMilk challenged some young cat d other day in d Barbershop. He & his partners was in there rapping they behinds off, beating on wood benches, spitting bars & everything.
Old Man ButterMilk walked right up among em, & said:
“Look here young fellas, I want d hardest rapper among y’all young gits. Imma break u off a lil sumptin sumptin. I wanna do one of dem dare, what y’all young people call it…..uh, uh, uh Rap Battles against you.”
Smooth G stepped forward. And said well, “Mr. ButterMilk, I’m d hardest Rapper in here. These jokers my lyrical sons, trying to grow up & b like dey daddy, U feel me?”
Old Man ButterMilk said “Alwright den, young fella, lets do it, I’m going 1st.”
“These jewels lift d brain 2 d stars/I got a whole factory full of candy bars/don’t know if Chocolate yo flavor/just wondering if u went to d otherside/many of our people trying 2 hide/getting a leg up in d American Dream/while illusions fade/bustin them jokers down d seam/Imma M-60 machine gun/when I spit/mindless jokers run/I jewel drop in my sleep, just 4 fun/transformed 2 d eye of d tiger/stealth mode/battle champ/these lyrics here/make yo mouth clamp/what can u do wt somebody like me/float like a butterfly, stang like a bee/tap you in d mind & eyes so many times/u see 3/dumbfounded 4 days/tornado watch/–no good/d way I hit d dome/–make soldiers of light dat rebuild d hood/—/–get at me Git/–remix–same thang next time/–spank u cross my knee lyrically…I’m d original OG (Original Gangsta).