Kill Me (And Make It Quick) de Amelie

You’re an extreme bore (boar) like a warthog
That right here is the bottom line
Lexx said, “Hey! You wanna battle Illipsis?”
I told him, “I’d rather battle DOT three times.”
But what goes around comes around
A fact for which I am ultra glad
‘Cause for five years, I was a grocery cashier
This time, it’s my food that I’m gonna bag
You wanna know what kind of trouble you’re in?
Let me compare a situation
I’m your father, you just flunked math class, and we’re Asian
You were never really a threat here like Syrian immigration
I won’t tolerate tons of trash talk tonight
I’ve got alliteration
I know how to get an ovation
But I’d rather give innovation
You can’t see me clearly on cam: my face is pixelated
Call me Scott Summers
I got a hard-hitting vision - face it
But the atheist gonna prey on my soul?
Conflicting statements
I’m the One showin’ love to the Trinity
Hold the phone - you’re in the Matrix!
I’m infectious
Computer virus: it’s a bit contagious
My pen is virtual reality
Be advised, I see through your simulations
You’re clearly below Home, you’re not gonna make it
Your ceiling is my floor - you’re Nonch in the basement!
Your girlfriend looks like Liam Neeson
I told her, “Thanks, but I’m already…Taken”
I’m 1-0 vers’ your nation
They gave me Jisho, I took care of him
So you’ll be the second one to die like George Harrison
The crowd’s a procession, here to give their respects
You’re not getting slept on
You’re just getting slept!
So dream with me
I’m a lean machine
The kid’s more gifted than “We Three Kings”
You’ve got Canada on your back, but he just isn’t better than me
So he’ll carry it in misery
I’m triple the terror on screen
Carrie, It, and Misery - I’m triple the terror on screen!
And that’s the real reason I said “We Three Kings!”
I’m the Main(e) attraction
Y’all shoulda known he’d die
The kid’s gettin’ steamrolled: Maximum Overdrive!
My lyrics are different, no Weird Al parody
Want Vader or Luke?
Either way, you lose handily
Not even Dego could embarrass me
And he had a murder on his mind like Brandon Lee
Nat Schumacher, don’t act like you’re my Make-A-Wish
We don’t speak the same language
So stick this in your ear like a Babel fish
And make it quick, ‘cause you’re swimmin’ against the undertow
The only quotable we ever got from Schumacher is, “What are those!?”
So congrats on going viral
It ain’t finna be that today though
Your first battle outside Canada, and you still can’t escape Home!

I said, OOH! That’s all he got
I’ll beat him dead
Said he Scott Summers…nah, that’s me, my friend
Beam on me, and the shade’s got me seein’ red!
Said, I really gotta hand it to you, Lexx
‘Cause you been pushin’ home-grown talent to success
Seen your progress, and sayin’ Home grown talent is a stretch
In New York, turn the home crowd against him
Now he’s trapped in the descent
But bet he’ll realize the gravity when I drop the Apple on his head!
I said, the fuckin’ bag dropped the second Lexx had brought me out
He said, “It’s Homeskool”
I said, “Home’s cool…he can get this lesson on the house!”
I guarantee you’re all talk, no action
I can’t feel a buster (filibuster)
One hit, deprive the CVLT (Cult) of Personality in Living Colour
Shut Skool (school) down, I’m leavin’ holes in the infrastructure
Roof missin’, little room to improve
Now Home’s a fixer-upper!
Really wonder why the staff are so set upon these unwise…fuck
Really wondered why the staff are so set upon these unwise courses
Y’all got too invested in the stock, and now the funds lie dormant
Home’s value flatlinin’, feels like some might forfeit
‘Cause y’all gave him more credit than he deserve like a subprime mortgage!
You’re in, bad company
Of who he indebted to
Doin’ my style, but zany
Fuck he matched up with me!?
Humpty Dumpty: he fallin’ off
Try and patch up the seams
And see that off-that-wall approach ain’t all it’s cracked up to be!
Now back to the nursery, Skool (school)
For gettin’ known, just you, copyin’ off ‘Llipsis
Shoulda seen the writing on the wall…like the Rosetta Stone!
And guess who taught him the talk different!?
I’ll be up front with Home: that’s the down payment
I wrote the blueprint for Home: that’s your foundation!
Now I’m outraged!
Y’all don’t see it as outrageous?
Beneath the surface, if his lines at fault, it’s only ‘cause mine were groundbreakin’!
You catch my drift?
I broke ground the moment I stepped on it
So now they’re floatin’ plates all over the globe: it’s tectonic
Lexx wanted me to elevate this hopeless Fraggle
Off a few decent lines and some local battles?
Now he’s your King?
The one promised to promote the channel
Nah, even playin’ to his core strengths, he still below the mantle
It’s the upper crust!
Unearth footage, they’ll be findin’ new layers
I been typin’ drafts on a seismograph: every line’s a room-shaker!
You’re just shaky in the room, strung up against Illipsis
Probably took a knee for a handout on the side like the recovery position
Earned my spot, you serve your boss - that’s the fundamental difference
So y’all shoulda known that son was gonna get the business just because of nepotism
Lexx is givin’ stupid looks!
Like, for real, how this lookin’ is stupid
Jeffrey Epstein…
No one really thought that you could hang on your own, and you ain’t have the footage to prove it!
But dude is really next up…on the assembly line
Fuck they tell you it was testing time when you ain’t even stood the test of time!?
Fuck his life!
Somethin’ light could readjust the hype
You’re just the Flavour of the Month: this like Pumpkin Spice
He gettin’ whipped over that! No icing involved
Soon as he get a taste, he know it’s time for the fall
I dropped the Apple on his head!
He understand the rules
But fuck it - leave that apple on the desk, it’s already back to Skool (school)
Big difference

I finally found someone whiter than me!
That complexion is the worst, man
Nat’s so pasty white, his first name is reverse tan
(*in a singsong voice*) I saw your third versus Isaac Knox!
It was cute
You were really takin’ it to faith
But I’m sendin’ your soul to meet God, son
You don’t get to be atheist today!
Y’all remember “What goes around comes around”?
Well, I’m not gonna turn this into Bible Hour
But you spent all that time tryin’ to fight God
So now He put you in front of someone who can punch with a higher power
Someone tell Bertrand Hustle he’s in a world of trouble!
Don’t think for a second my faith’s a gimmick
I pray for you, you’re prey for me
We go to meet our maker different!
So you can spit a perfect verse from start to finish
I’ll survive ‘cause mine’s got a little more bite like Darwin’s finches
Begin to adapt
You’ll need a bigger attack
It’s communism: this mark’s (Marx) writing shows our difference in class!
They gave you a plate full of dynamite
But I’m lit to a greater degree
You thought you could phone it in and be explosive…
Then you ate TNT (AT&T)!
This wasn’t part of your plan
You’ll never defeat me now
I brought bars like additional chromosomes: extra to bring you down
I used to think I was too obscure, but I know that y’all listen now
When I reference Down syndrome, the material gets caught like the cape that brought Syndrome down!
So try your hand, but I’m wreckin’ your entire plan
You didn’t count on me snappin’ back…(*snap*) “I am Iron Man”
I’m stark raving mad
There’s no comin’ back in the second half
You’re facin’ (face in) the music like Aphex Twin
So watch your tone like a spectrograph
I win with frequency, ‘cause I can make it understood without dumbing it down
But that’s the problem with Illipsis (ellipsis) on paper…nothing is sound
So I’ve got Nat (gnat) against the wall like a bug collector
They thought I couldn’t hang, but there’s levels
I’m the one to center
I’ll be double the legend, I’m not under pressure
So tell this creep to talk to the hand like Uncle Fester!
Battle anyone in this league and you won’t fare too well
We got more animals in rotation than a carousel
And they’re watching now!
But all they’ll see is you falling down
It’s the planet Saturn: you get rocked in the ring because that’s what TITEN (Titan) revolves around!
Y’all might not get this next bar, but in Canada, it’ll be flames
I see how his corner gasses him, so like Wullerton…(*ptoo*) I’m here to spit on his name!

That’s really the shit you thought you carry your town?
Compare your crew to animals like a carousel
Bitch, I’ll turn your merry-go-round to a burial ground!
Ay! A.!
Ward, Rebuttal Game Crazy!
Told him I liked his shirt earlier…lies
I’mma barbecue Groot!
Got a lotta trees on there…
Bitch, I’m ‘bout to bark on you too!
So that apple’s still on the table
Nah, that’s part of the reason your party the treason
‘Cause man’s downfall was bitin’ off more than he could chew like the Garden of Eden
Should get a bar from his region, ‘cause he fell against ‘Sho
Called Dego “the Devil” before he left you exposed
Told people ‘bout this mismatch, they turned Mexican, bro
Todos saben - everyone knows
So now all I’m hearin’ is “Why?” (Y) after two L’s in a row!
I brought a bonanza, Home! It’s not the Ponderosa
Cry me a river, I’m still whalin’ (wailin’) on him: La Llorona!
Try crossin’ over, loss is your permanent state
Sad…mention microwave meals to refer to your plates
I bet you lurk in a cave on a throne of Hungry-Man boxes
I’m disturbed by your tastes
Fuck Home cookin’
I been cheffin’, doin’ the mise-en-place
I’m leavin’ herbs in their place!
I traded lines wit’ the Chef
You would struggle heating soup in a pot
I will turn you into broth
What’s better than bullyin’ (bouillon) him?
Stew on it - I’m still reducin’ his stock!
But truthfully, I’m gluten-free…until some bread get tossed
Stomp your noodle flat, turn it to spaghetti squash!
You already lost!
I ain’t with the false idolatry
The nerve on a (Nirvana) fan…
Try to tell me with the pen, he royalty (Pennyroyal Tea)
And now it’s All Apologies!
I am not compassionate
Hear that song and dance, and I don’t wanna stand for it like Colin Kaepernick
Heard a fan’s dyin’ to meet me
Brought a body bag and I’m autographin’ it
This could level Brooklyn, or kill in Manhattan: Ozymandias!
30 before I told you
Blame the quantum tangle threads
Or Schrodinger
But either way, the second we were locked in, this copycat was dead!
I weighed my options!
A good offense is the best defense
So does he get the noose or the guillotine?
It’s really neck and neck!
Better yet, let’s make it a coup d’etat
He won’t know what it meant
Still makin’ an executive decision to go over his head
Fuckin’ with your girl…can’t remember her name
Was it Anne or Catherine or-
Wait a sec - was it Jane?
Whatever, whoever - any event, it’s the same
That’s an attempt to convey
How I keep gettin’ head from the dame like I was Henry the VIII!
She tryna better the brains, I said, “A tutor’s expensive”
So she put me ahead of Skool (school): I’m the superintendent!
Dude, you’re pathetic!
You know she fucks your homies, right?
How boo smash in the crib and still ghostin’ (ghost in) Home?
That’s a poltergeist
So now he show up like a sad fuckin’ drowned Build-a-Bear
With a drug habit and a set of browned silverware
You hit your peak against Dego, that round still compares
‘Cause you were doin’ snowball effects…it’s been downhill from there!
See also: Jack and Jill
They fetched this pale (pail)-
Nah, it’s less of a match
More Hansel and Gretel…in which Home’s sweet and wasn’t bred (bread) for this path!
You got your wish, Snow White!
Should’ve avoided the menu
Bit off more than you could chew
Whole time, the apple’s been poisoned against you
It’s been 2
Illipsis

All you do is headline Vancouver GZs
But Ganik says you’re the best, bro?
I don’t know how you can listen to that like Arthur’s headphones
‘Cause in six years, you’ve only been on one big card
It’s clear they don’t take the guy serious
You’re one-third complete, Illipsis
You were main stage in the Dot one time - period!
On World Dom 6 three years ago
Ain’t it odd we never got more from you, dude?
It’s like my first time throwing a boomerang, I was sorta confused
‘Cause you thought they’d bring you right back, and instead you got thrown for a loop!
You were never on Blackout, never on MASSacre
Clearly they don’t think dude’s a star
For Fresh Coast events he got skipped
There was no wild draw for him on Uno’s cards
You’ve had debatables with five different champions
And they still don’t wanna put you in that conversation
I guess this corn will have to wait for another year like crop rotation
This is your first battle abroad
By now you should be more prolific
But we only see Ill in the Van’
I guess he gets motion sickness
The last time you were main stage, I was not a rapper
So talking about views is what you’re not gonna do
I’m already one phone call from Ganik away from being booked on the big stage as often as you!
They think you’re good, but they don’t think you’re good for their brand
And there’s a reason they have that perception
The truth is, you are nice, but it’s the worst kind, like passive aggression
‘Cause you are so dull to watch!
There’s nothin’ exciting you’re showin’ for us
Your persona’s eatin’ away at itself
That’s why you see his aura bore us (Ouroboros)!
You have all the charisma of dirt!
Not the rapper…the substance
There’s still some things you should learn
I knew that you’d break me down perfectly, and offer nothing unique in return
‘Cause you’re the textbook frail intellectual with delusions of being a tough guy
Yeah, you bulked up a bit, but you’re not scarier
You got the body type of the celery from VeggieTales...
Which is fitting, ‘cause what you basically are is a stock (stalk) character!

Talk that Bob and Larry stuff!

Now you’re face-to-face with someone who can take your place
If you knew what this was, you’d be plenty scared
I’ve been referencing thing that move in ellipses, ‘cause you’re not going anywhere!
What goes around comes around!
Do I have to spell it out? I put Illipsis on the line
And that’s why…and that’s why…and that’s why…
That’s not a joke
Spell it out - I put ellipses on the line!
So tell that mumble rapper Outlaw if he still wants a shot, I’ll put the kid to sleep
Before the battle, Lil Pump
After the battle, Lil Peep!

(*in a Texas twang*) “He’s as American as apple pie”
Nah, that doesn’t work
But fair trade ice cream on the side: he’ll get his just desserts
Lexx, this your champion?
Nah, this is reckless abandonment
Guy looks like Kevin McCallister…if his parents never came back for him!
Honestly, I should leave Home alone
Dude is really a mess
It’s just what happens when your folks use “parent-teacher conference” as a euphemism for sex
But I said, “Sure. Lock it in. He ain’t a threat or a problem.”
Home’s cool…but I’m from that Holmes school!
It’s elementary, Watson!
Get a clue!
Tryin’ to claim that this matchup was genius
Think he finding a name as he scratch at the ceiling
I got ice in my veins, and my, grandson’s anemic
What I’m trying to say is now there’s bad blood between us!
He get the Smash Bros. treatment, make a Melee in seconds
Pay grade expensive
Got players lookin’ too small on this stage like The Great Cave Offensive!
The wordplay deep
He under arrears, the work ain’t cheap
Fuck your career! I got punches for years like birthday beats!
You need first aid
Jesus, could he bleed much more?
I ain’t even have a need to be tough for beating up fuckin’ C-Plus Ward!

(*Homeskool daps up A. Ward, who’s standing behind him to show support, in reaction to that bar*)

I’m go-
I’m okay with that
That’s above-average

C-Plus Ward?
He ain’t even Top 4 Christian battlers?
My God! You suck!
Jesus Jersey’d on the cross, and you hype dude up!?
Oh, ‘cause he came back strong in the Second, now it’s Christ 2-1?
So what he Christian?
Man, he still gotta whine (God of wine): Dionysus
Hell yeah! It’s a Party in the USA: Miley Cyrus!
Mileage high as pilot licenses, the writing priceless
Plus, the canopy down and ice flooded like the climate crisis
Despite the science, I still feel like it’s dark clouds envelopin’ me
‘Cause several feet the closest I’ve come yet to irrelevancy
He ain’t expensive as me
Cost a arm and a leg, that’s the severance fee
Switchblade! Open up your rib cage!
I got a skeleton key!
Voodoo doll! I pin it on him
He gettin’ murdered by proxy
Not feelin’ it?
Maybe faze (Phase) 5 wit’ a new Blade: Mahershala Ali!
This is worse than a body!
All I see is a gremlin that’s in need of attention
Mirror match wit’ a vampire, he can’t see his reflection
Witness security, take cover and leave for protection
Or it’s one prick, dead! Lethal injection!
He’s paranoid, scared of voids that his enemies can assume
Like a mismatch they claim would be beneficial for you
Still, it’s got him contemplating a premonition, a doom
Watergate: he’s gettin’ bugged by the elephant in the room
He’s still wet behind the ears
Got Water bored (waterboard) and now he look a fool
Against intelligence, I’m talkin’ CIA…Culinary Institute of America
Man, I’m cookin’ Skool (school)!
I’m in New York, just to go back to Ivan Ramen
‘Cause what I brought? Even more noodles: Kaedama!
Nah, I’m from that Pacific Rim, bro, new mech
Chin wrote new checks
Hit Home, suplex
His whole, crew dead!
Disco Stu’s next!
Fist go, through flesh!
Split Home: DUPLEX!
I said, you get an apple in every round
You get an apple in every round!
But most of it he won’t stomach
‘Cause every one’s a symbol for your fall
So as your hope plummets, just know somethin’
From this torture comes an orchard
Apples buried with your bones, cousin
Croaks summit
It’s a family tree
I just scattered the seeds, so even after he leaves, y’all can grow from it
Big difference