Bandito VS Cruel

[Intro: Sample]
Throughout history, and across the world
Thousands of people have suffered from nighttime visions
In which they are attacked by violent and mysterious entities
Some people have such severe experiences
That their lives are left in ruins...

[Hellion Cruel]
Yo, I ain't making music just so you can sing along to hooks
I let it flow naturally for all these killers and crooks
While you ain't even reading books, I've studied the cook
You pleading insanity because of some kush?
Get the fuck away from me! I gave you the chance
To rap highly concentrated lyrics but you wanna dance?

[El Bandito]
Nah it ain't like that...

[Hellion Cruel]
So why you tryna spaz?
You still miserable because you lost that piece of ass?
Are you senile? Or are you just a weak mind?
Cuz when you spit it's actually the beat that rhymes

[El Bandito]
Chill!

[Hellion Cruel]
Nah, you ain't gonna fuck this up for me
Cuz when I crush you punks for real, I'm coming with the superspeed

[El Bandito]
Listen!

[Hellion Cruel]
Nah, you shut the fuck and listen to me
Fuck the industries working for masonic ministries
I always held you down, elevating you lyrically
Without me, you wouldn't even be spitting as sick as me
Ain't even listening to me, ignoring the chemistry
Cuz now I look upon you like another enemy
Forgetting me? I rip the microphone with deadly...
Pressure, energy of dead MC's replenish me
I spit intact raps to melt wax and split splash
Yo bitch ass with several whiplashes
It's that... sick crack, contained in six flasks
Of cellular poison increase pain to ya shit raps
I shift back, to a spectators perspective
Injected, now blocking ya dopamine receptors
Expanding the measures with uncontrollable temperatures
You know damn well, I'm the opposite of heaven sent

[El Bandito]
You need to chill out, you lying piece of shit
The deceiving bitch was a mistake like your weakest hit
I need this shit, to spit my rhymes in a blast
I ask you Cruel, why you talking 'bout the past?

[Hellion Cruel]
Bandito you're finito, bitch don't you understand
To hell these rappers tryna collab with no cash
They don't give a fuck about your talent, man...
I'd rather blow up then I'll enlist to Taliban

[El Bandito]
Seriously?

[Hellion Cruel]
You wanna take the fast route with ya ass hanging out
Like a pair of tight jeans but the stairs heading down
Ain't having it you bastard, so I blast when gats squeeze
Blackout scenes, I don't fuck with no trap beats
Stop letting these people tell you what to make
I wanna hear some sad shit so I can relate
I wanna hear some club bangers so the club can shake
I wanna hear you diss a rapper, and send him to his grave
Better call out they names and bury 'em properly
No stopping me, murder MC's my philosophy
Like that faggot Crazy-T with his nursery rhymes
Stealing my style, and fleeing to certainly hide

[El Bandito]
Dude's history, you always get mad for dumb shit
All you do is bringing drama with them gun clips
L-K fell off, it's sad but it's true
I hate to admit it, but what are you gonna do?
You let it happen, and not only that
Kept argue and fighting with Sam, sup with that?
Disbanded a brand, the gang, and the raps...
We wrote together while giving props and daps
For all I understand, you a negative influence
I know this game is tough when it comes to the music
But I never gave up, and I ain't planning to do so
Even tho, it's ages since I've had a new show
We grew up together, fought the circumstances
Spent time in the lab, our potentials advancing
Now it's like I'm stuck because of a judge hating
I can't do shit, I'm on parole and still waiting
I know I did some real bad things in my life
But you pushed me to continue with my own rhymes
And so I'm, acknowledging your creativity
Skillfully respecting your craft musically
These other cats, forget 'em, Yeah I said it
They jackin' what's yours, but I don't think they meant it
Pretenders are pretenders, that's why I don't mention
Cuz they easily neglected and never remembered
Demented Mercenaries, it's dark, but there's hope
At least I got Tariq to Join to spit some flows
I'm not tryna discredit you, Hellion Cruel
I'm just tryna figure what's the problem between me and you
... If you knew, how much I respect you
You would've calmed down, I pray that they bless you
Just let it go, when it comes to these haters
It's a true fact, they not aware of the danger
Going toe to toe with you, flow to flow with you
It's like a suicide mission when they tryna boast like you
You outshined 'em all, on one take in the booth
Even if it's just a hook, you blazed 'em in the booth
Staying crazed with the tools, shit... it's not new
You explicitly rude, but they played you for a fool
You the definition of cruelty, I'm more of the soul
That sparks life in the pain of everything we been through
You see, you beef with so many cats
I lost count of every person and diss tracks
So chill back, you better lyrically on every level
It's like I'm spiritually chatting with the devil
Can't take it anymore, I think I've lost it
Why we doing this when our oppositions garbage?
It's farfetched to even give 'em a compliment
But I did nothing to you, why you tryna start shit!?

[Hellion Cruel]
Ayo!
Stop it right there, you're like a fucking nightmare
Stuck right in my head like a damn spike's there
The nerve of you calling me bitter and war hungry
When I tried to save you, but you still acting funny
Was it money involved? Since you forgot my calls?
Or was it just stupidity creating this brawl?
Nah, I'm done with you fuckers leeching off my intellect
Do your own research, head off to the internet
Take a look in the mirror, and you can see my reflection
After all the shit you did I can't wait to hear confessions
I hope the guilt is driving you insane
She's officially dead now and you don't feel ashamed?
But aight, fuck the personals, I'm only gonna murder you
Concerns? Hah! Even ya ex is getting worried too
Now the cards are dealt, I take your life from ya
Rip the mic off ya and drop the final bomb on ya
Fuck outta here!