Resin M-I-C

[Resin M-I-C]

vs Muff aka Aristocrat (Flossed Out Rd 1)

Aiyyo
when i give muff the machete u'll find out red is a match
cuz i'll pick ya name out your hat with ya head still attached.
dumbfuck u a pro fan, get the heat on ya make u say oh damn..
it'll be a stick up when u see me raise arms on each side.. that's a snowman.
during a vocal spar u got called the N word, that shoulda been a global war
but instead u tried to air Bags out & ended up a crash test dummy in a totaled car.
stupid ima rip thru ur core, the fact that u fat wont be skipped or ignored
this mahfucka's only comin at me sideways when he's tryna fit thru a door.
it's simple dude.. these hands'll get bloody when they mold into u
cuz my fists are makin eye contact like it's tryna impress u in an interview.
u dying man, i got one closed for aim like an eye exam
ur guts'll spread overlap as u get two rounds together like a venn diagram.
Mahfucka


vs JShazo (Flossed Out Rd 2)

Aiyyo
this bitch is fakin.. puff ya chest n find out this is grit u facin
so don't get souped up kid cuz that broth'll put u in a lamar odom situation.
J lacks in value.. this is murder 1 when i start acting callous at you
ima crack ya cashew.. & you'll be leaving the world behind you like an atlas statue.
put the ratchet atchu.. when res raisin best believe that fifth will land right
these bullets will follow you and fill up ya heart.. that's a fuckin instagram like.
cuz u see boy u aint killin SHIT while i split with my hands like nemoy
i body fakes.. ur fake body's just helps u sneak out ya moms crib usin pillows as decoy.
watch me hammer ur senses when i run you OVER & start acting so careless
the impact will rip out his chest n put his ribbon my car like cancer awareness.
cut u n start dissecting the stitch, J this is the end of ur stint
cuz this battle's Ova and you were just scheduled for a hysterectomy bitch.
Mahfucka.


vs Sonny Daze (Flossed Out Rd 3)

Aiyyo
when i reach for the hip it's zip, that's a fanny pack guy.. body count im adding up mine
n when i'm aiming at spines this half a round will catch me a body, that's a handicap sign.
when we start manning up lines no one thinks this numb nuts has talent
yea you named urself Daze but it's ur damn rhymes that really struggle with balance.
ur done chico, vamoose, this tourney is done with ur scripts
cuz losing is like a curse word i have to spell it out in front of this kid.
it's home invasion time n he'll X my list.. ima hogtie u with an extra twist
the last thing u see will be me taking your Possessions away like an exorcist.
then ya man's next u bitch.. when the iron's out this faggot will roll n wrinkle
i'm erasin ur memory, Sonny Boy.. this is the alzheimer's to that old man lingo.
now i'm shootin up ya residence, u know res'll dent if u make me tick
the way i got all these Arms thru ya window you'd think u were in a zombie flick.
talkin big'll get ya noodle scarred, u aint about that dough u see ya strudel fall
this little prick aint making an impact sorry i dont believe in fuckin voodoo dolls.
i'm trottin to the final 4 homie.. and that aint a hint or a doubt
this round is the concussion rule.. ya'll see a Daze that now has to sit this one out.


vs Bar4Bar (Flossed Out Semifinals)

Aiyyo
ohh u think u got an evil crew til u see wat the shine on this new eagle do
fuck jail.. if i see Life behind Bars my bullets will exit thru him n kill those people too.
shiiiit son ur from a family fulla hoes, their knees bare marks
it's rare bar, your mom's more of a dollar fuck than a damn swear jar.
it only takes one shell.. n ur spine will be the worst aligned
see a crew holding this 4 up for support.. yeah that's a fuckin horseman sign.
u gon spill and leak when that metal starts to fulfill ur needs
u'll be known for coming out with a limp the rest'a ya life ur basically willis reed.
when the shotty spark it has great range, with death ur in the late stage
blasted ya thorax.. now u need more tissue on ur chest than bras in the 8th grade.
difference between us? with actions no ones condoning this loser
i'm a Made Man, ur a made man too.. after a gender change n testosterone booster.
leave this stan chained, it's kidnap then torture.. u kno this plan's grave..
make u a damn slave.. i got Bar in the corner of my basement, u can call that a man cave.
ya shit is horrible so just stop the ploys and acting coy
ur lines are a bunch of fucked up Bull quotes ur verse reminds me of Tommy Boy.
Mahfucka.


vs KBomb (Flossed Out Finals)

Aiyyo
maaan we all kno u afraid to shoot.. me and homie aint similar
yousa bitch tryna bare arms.. u muthafuckin rosie the riveter.
eyone thinks ur worthless, now ur in for a world of hurt
when push comes to shove it was just the doctor tryna keep u IN during birth.
u got the wackest spits.. it's ova, against me u just lack the wit
this is such an abrupt end to K u can put a thnxbye after it.
now Res is rippin this faggot's head off, the blood will leave a trail
i'll give ur neck the kind of twist that can transcend the damn Fujita scale.
u'll grieve n fail.. ur chances of walking out alive are pathetic, slim
after this.. the only arms dealer u'll be workin with is for a prosthetic limb.
the pistol's smackin this roach, i'm sluggin at a decent rate
feel the heat escape- i'm sticking u up in a masking approach.. that's an adhesive tape.
he a big pussy.. u aint throwin hands buddy u fake and weak
now just wait n see.. only one u'll go blow for blow with is ur mother after u scrape a knee.
i'm going fo them papes my g.. these 2 arms r going together to form a union
to catch a damn body for bread like a fuckin holy communion.
Mahfucka.