Chess vs. Arsonal by URLtv Lyrics

Quote from the song “Chess vs. Arsonal” by URLtv

First and foremost, you pussy so keep all that other shit with them other niggas
Them sucka niggas
Them don't do nothin' when you touch them niggas
Cause I'll snuff you nigga
Think cause I'm small I won't crunch this nigga
Then we have to go in the cage like Calicoe wit' his shades
I done put down buffer niggas
That disrespectful shit? Only cool in this battle
If Smack wasn't payin' for all that crazy talk {gun clicks} you would've had to
Actin' tough to promote this card, see I'm really a wild goon
This is who I am Ars', you just tryin' to pump up the Volume
BANG! BANG! BAOW! BOOM!
Give him everything out the cartridges, on some retarded shit
I like revolver grips
Cause when it come to the shells, this strap save 'em from droppin' like harnesses
No games, I'm fully loaded
Push my buttons I'm startin' shit
Tunnel vision when I'm sparkin' it
I start the fire and all I seen was Ars' and this (arsonist)
That's ya homegirl? Well guard the bitch
I get him stuck up, like he feelin' himself
Then put that same blade in Ars's sis' (narcissist)
Cause you can't spell "scars" without puttin' that "Ars" in it
They say I rap about struggles more than accomplishments
That's cause we ain't always have it, but felt good when we got it like compliments
I knew youngins, in them stores but he was poor and couldn't afford it so he robbed the shit
Got caught, tryin' to boost, and security (insecurity) put him down, they lacked confidence
Y'all really think he's smart as shit?
With the simplest lines, I spit intricate lines
What makes a hard bar? The wick
That's exactly what makes me the wrong nigga to bother with
Did y'all forget?
What I do nigga?
You gonna talk to me about views nigga?
You finna make another mil', this time on the news nigga
You confused nigga?
Still debatin' if you gon' retire?
Boy you should
Honestly, I just thought you would
Well this, like losin' housing in New York, the night you're gone for good
Understood?
I still wanna kill K for closure
But before I son (sun) Shine I had to make sure your reign (rain) was over
If you quit now, I could run this shit the way I'm suppose to
'Cause every card he be (Cardi B) off, set (Offset) me up to raise the culture (Kulture)
I put bread on you when they bang the toaster
Fuck that, I'll spank this joker
He a vegetable when the pain is over
I done caught big bodies, but if I truck him he goin' straight to comas (Tacoma)
This could end with me shootin' up your cab or runnin' in your pad
Shots is what his Uber Eats
Or I'm at the crib wit' the mil' (meal), tell everyone you adore, "dash" (Door Dash)
Cause if y'all wit' him when I come to collect, y'all all smashed
No actin' wit' this semi
If I run into Ars' and he "Yo", haul (Arsenio Hall) ass
I will leave one of your soldiers neckless (necklace): get dawg (dog) tagged
Wipe my sweat, boogers and shit wit' your flag
Spit on your flag
Make yo' bitch suck my dick, then wipe my tip wit' yo' flag
Shake me? I get more mad
Blow smoke? Then I'm gon' blast
Spread the news, everywhere, I ain't that broad Cass' (broadcast)
Smack, when these niggas was lookin' all bad, who brought the shit back?
Me, T-Top and Raw' class
The vets started goin' hard again cause they were all mad that Smack had to find new (final) niggas thinkin' y'all wasn't gon' last
Ya soft ass
Shots: baow, that's something he saw fast
To get out this small room will cost an arm and a leg
I'll turn this scene into somethin' from Saw, fast
The recoil on the toy bad
PlayStation with poor connection
I had trouble shootin' cause the 4 lag'
You gon' brag 'bout yo' little gun, you think I'm scared yet?
Nigga, pussies got grips too, but be the first ones layin' there wet
And you, just a fraud wit' a Sig', but I don't scam checks
When I talk, it enter souls, my bars'll down a nigga; Xanax
Dump Glocks
Blam TECs
Buck shots
Pan necks
This Colt .45? All in his mouth
(What's that?)
Beer breath
I grab the sawed-
Nah I mean the machet-
Damn, I forgot the name of it, but it tear flesh
I'll bring that whatchamacallit straight down the middle; fair ref'
You supposed to be helpin' Ray and L y'all rookies into stamped vets
But if it ain't a big event you could care less
Now you missin' Wisdom and got no Swag
How you gonna be dumb and can't dress?
I was gonna battle Rad B on U Dubb as a favor fella
Niggas begged me not to take the cheddar
Threw me a couple names that's better
And you said niggas slayed me? Never
I kept your few stacks, "such and such" paid you back and paid me extra
So don't worry 'bout if I'm under contract
Did I sign that? I can't call it
But I still do a number on him if it's contact
My year, been great nigga
I ain't even celebrate nigga
Smack said, "Enjoy the fruits of your labor"
I said, "After I put in work on this Grape nigga."
Body! After body! After body
Whether small room or big stage it don't matter
Cause I can go in, anywhere I'm a shapeshifter
Cake Lyfe

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Chess vs. Arsonal”

• Featuring: Arsonal, Chess
• Produced: Eric Beasley, Smack White
• Written: Arsonal, Chess
• Release Date: December 14, 2019

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[Round 1: Chess]

First and foremost, you pussy so keep all that other shit with them other niggas
Them sucka niggas
Them don't do nothin' when you touch them niggas
Cause I'll snuff you nigga
Think cause I'm small I won't crunch this nigga
Then we have to go in the cage like Calicoe wit' his shades
I done put down buffer niggas
That disrespectful shit? Only cool in this battle
If Smack wasn't payin' for all that crazy talk {gun clicks} you would've had to
Actin' tough to promote this card, see I'm really a wild goon
This is who I am Ars', you just tryin' to pump up the Volume
BANG! BANG! BAOW! BOOM!
Give him everything out the cartridges, on some retarded shit
I like revolver grips
Cause when it come to the shells, this strap save 'em from droppin' like harnesses
No games, I'm fully loaded
Push my buttons I'm startin' shit
Tunnel vision when I'm sparkin' it
I start the fire and all I seen was Ars' and this (arsonist)
That's ya homegirl? Well guard the bitch
I get him stuck up, like he feelin' himself
Then put that same blade in Ars's sis' (narcissist)
Cause you can't spell "scars" without puttin' that "Ars" in it
They say I rap about struggles more than accomplishments
That's cause we ain't always have it, but felt good when we got it like compliments
I knew youngins, in them stores but he was poor and couldn't afford it so he robbed the shit
Got caught, tryin' to boost, and security (insecurity) put him down, they lacked confidence
Y'all really think he's smart as shit?
With the simplest lines, I spit intricate lines
What makes a hard bar? The wick
That's exactly what makes me the wrong nigga to bother with
Did y'all forget?
What I do nigga?
You gonna talk to me about views nigga?
You finna make another mil', this time on the news nigga
You confused nigga?
Still debatin' if you gon' retire?
Boy you should
Honestly, I just thought you would
Well this, like losin' housing in New York, the night you're gone for good
Understood?
I still wanna kill K for closure
But before I son (sun) Shine I had to make sure your reign (rain) was over
If you quit now, I could run this shit the way I'm suppose to
'Cause every card he be (Cardi B) off, set (Offset) me up to raise the culture (Kulture)
I put bread on you when they bang the toaster
Fuck that, I'll spank this joker
He a vegetable when the pain is over
I done caught big bodies, but if I truck him he goin' straight to comas (Tacoma)
This could end with me shootin' up your cab or runnin' in your pad
Shots is what his Uber Eats
Or I'm at the crib wit' the mil' (meal), tell everyone you adore, "dash" (Door Dash)
Cause if y'all wit' him when I come to collect, y'all all smashed
No actin' wit' this semi
If I run into Ars' and he "Yo", haul (Arsenio Hall) ass
I will leave one of your soldiers neckless (necklace): get dawg (dog) tagged
Wipe my sweat, boogers and shit wit' your flag
Spit on your flag
Make yo' bitch suck my dick, then wipe my tip wit' yo' flag
Shake me? I get more mad
Blow smoke? Then I'm gon' blast
Spread the news, everywhere, I ain't that broad Cass' (broadcast)
Smack, when these niggas was lookin' all bad, who brought the shit back?
Me, T-Top and Raw' class
The vets started goin' hard again cause they were all mad that Smack had to find new (final) niggas thinkin' y'all wasn't gon' last
Ya soft ass
Shots: baow, that's something he saw fast
To get out this small room will cost an arm and a leg
I'll turn this scene into somethin' from Saw, fast
The recoil on the toy bad
PlayStation with poor connection
I had trouble shootin' cause the 4 lag'
You gon' brag 'bout yo' little gun, you think I'm scared yet?
Nigga, pussies got grips too, but be the first ones layin' there wet
And you, just a fraud wit' a Sig', but I don't scam checks
When I talk, it enter souls, my bars'll down a nigga; Xanax
Dump Glocks
Blam TECs
Buck shots
Pan necks
This Colt .45? All in his mouth
(What's that?)
Beer breath
I grab the sawed-
Nah I mean the machet-
Damn, I forgot the name of it, but it tear flesh
I'll bring that whatchamacallit straight down the middle; fair ref'
You supposed to be helpin' Ray and L y'all rookies into stamped vets
But if it ain't a big event you could care less
Now you missin' Wisdom and got no Swag
How you gonna be dumb and can't dress?
I was gonna battle Rad B on U Dubb as a favor fella
Niggas begged me not to take the cheddar
Threw me a couple names that's better
And you said niggas slayed me? Never
I kept your few stacks, "such and such" paid you back and paid me extra
So don't worry 'bout if I'm under contract
Did I sign that? I can't call it
But I still do a number on him if it's contact
My year, been great nigga
I ain't even celebrate nigga
Smack said, "Enjoy the fruits of your labor"
I said, "After I put in work on this Grape nigga."
Body! After body! After body
Whether small room or big stage it don't matter
Cause I can go in, anywhere I'm a shapeshifter
Cake Lyfe

[Round 1: Arsonal]

You ever had a nigga this close to ya face when you rap?
I'ma violate you every round of this battle and I dare you to do it back
That's a fact!
I'ma take tact
And I heard this was ya biggest payday ever
{Pocket checks Chess}
So I'mma take that
Summer Impact
T-Top took everybody out on stage, right?
It ain't take him long
Tay Roc was standin' by the door actin' like the concierge blendin' in tryin' to play along
They sayin' is, "Two wrongs don't make a right" but Cal's pop's showed Brizz that two rights will make it wrong
I would've used my fists to beat on chest (Chess) like a nigga locked up tryin' to make a song
Nigga that's my word, that's what I stand on best
You seen my battle vs. Cass'
Which means anytime in this round I ain't got no problem puttin' my hands on chest (Chess)
I ain't live a good life either
At 14, I was fronted some white boy that ain't look like Bieber
Banana clip, took it to school, finna cook my teachers
I was in the hood, planted (Planet) with the Apes, you just look like Caesar
If I was your bunkie, you wouldn't get none of ya mail
Ain't no fun in this cell
Small room sentence, ain't no runnin' from Rell
You thought "rappin'" cause ya cousin is Earl
I threw up cause the dope was too strong in the trap and I couldn't stomach the smell
I send hitters to him, 13 shots in his living room
Three more, bang!, bang!, bang!
Rest in Peace John Witherspoon
You reach for the toy I treat him like spoiled brat, I give it to him
In 3, 2, 1, one .223 will be rippin' through him
I switch to the next, when one blicky done
I shoot him in the back
It came outta chess (Chest); run Ricky run
We bar hoppin' tonight, yeah the fun just begun
But these shots burnin' through Chest (chess) ain't no 151
Me? I'm back scammin', pack handlin'
The strap blam him
I know the rules, you Chess, I'm older school like Backgammon
Real Newark nigga, trained to shoot 'til the gat jammin'
Take the window seat, your shit plain (plane), we crash landin'
What you talk is non-realistic, that's the reason that I'm conflicted
I done watched you tell a whole struggle a lie, then contradict it
Type of nigga say we pulled up in a big body...Honda Civic
We was so poor we had to wash up in the sink, we couldn't buy the dishes
Everybody know these facts, right?
God my witness
My na na say ba ba and ah na innit
Oh that's a Tay Roc translation for "Watch my fitted
I ain't got shit to do with this fight. I'ma stand over here by this door and mind my business."
A mysterious interruption, the only way to stop my finish
You want a nigga to come and steal bars even if John John didn't
Well let bygones be bygones or the time bomb tickin'
I had niggas lined up at yo' crib like you was sellin' Popeye's Chicken
After this battle you better have apologies for me
You an EBT card baby
I'm from the era when food stamps looked like Monopoly money
My generation posed a different threat
I been through hard times you ain't witness yet
I really had to pick up a book and research, I couldn't always run to the internet
You new niggas wanna know who got a bigger name, well who got a bigger check?
I got a deuce and a .357
Either you believe in magic or I'ma rig the deck
Whatchu know 'bout not havin' heat in the winter time
Except for what's tucked in your denim line?
Being the only house on your block without lights durin' Christmas time
Nigga, trials and tribulations, I done went through mine
I really weighed 140 in the 4th grade, in other words I was the bigga 9 nigga
Anything that Smack owe me now, I'm still recouping it
Any battle after this battle, it should be lucrative
I'll pistol whip him, open his skull, blood, he losin' it
But crack heads run in ya family, you should be used to it
You live witcha mother and her mother, you never lived in no youth housing
Raekwon, you was born in 1998 - I started fuckin' in 2000
Facts!
So all that struggle shit, for the fuck of it, you wildin'
I go live on Instagram right now and make beatin' on chest (Chess) the new challenge
I used to walk around wit' a loaded gat
I was the tour guy for niggas who ain't know the trap
Now my money round about- just know I live on a colder sack (culdesac)
And that's the coldest facts
My shit is real, my shit is raw, my shit is authentic
And you can't spell "Bars" without puttin' that "Ars" in it

[Round 2: Chess]

I said
I body shit, I ain't beg for this
You was just a nigga I was assigned to hit
When I was younger, Smack pulled me to the side and shit
And said, "Chess, you'll be a star wit' the stat you (statue) buildin'."
So basically the game is mine, you meant (monument)
Like time you spent wit' ya bunkie, I'm just borrowin' him
Don't bet money on him, even if you're Arsonal's friend
Cause he's a joke, ah (Joker) bitch, and those are just reasons he hardly can win (Harley Quinn)
I can tell growin' up that he was a daddy's boy by the way he bother his friends
Startin' shit he couldn't finish and got his father to spin
Well invite him to one of our events
This is not jokes, get ya pops smoked
He will never be welcomed to a party again
So take precautions, 'fore I have my goons spinnin' 'til they get nauseous
Leg shot from the

[?]

I jump out the Porsche and take a portion of his poor shin
Nigga I'm from Cortland, where we tuck the baby and get rid of it
But missions, never got aborted
Where lil' niggas go wild cause they households was not supportive
They did not reward him, for doin' good
Youngin' died before he ever got applauded

{Chess starts coughing}