Won9 Freestyle

By Billary Squintin

Released on April 29, 2021

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[Verse 1]

Happy New Happy New

The Clown Suit standin like a vandal

Who gon' try to catch this dude?

Their back is bruised black & blue

Planted two seeds no evidence, as he shoot

They land confused

Man of few words

Copious salutes; custodian of tombs

Smoke it to dissociate the fuse

Woven into a pipe bomb

Told him what to do, "splode it

Turn em into a poof, don't get noticed"

Success a rose, reddish nose sniff a new vine

Wait for your lane, get the drop; that's a new time

Condense the vеrsion; Learnin' cursive for a new line

Listen, now that he's thirty, don't stress about it or worry

Revert

Hit the oddities first

Crime seen: robbery's burst- leavin properties cursed;

The Living Fossil

We twerk, stop, cJerk, invert the bottle

Spillin poison, probly;

He blurped, now he's a goner

Brandon aim cameras like the dogs out the reservoir

Victim metaphorically a movie; lemme set the score

Dress the scene, set the tone: gun clappin metronome

Just shattered nine lives and it scattered nine shells

To the beat, he's in the pocket, got the rhythm of a rocket

Atomic clock; the cadence of a valence hand tockin'

Like a helicopter over your head; it's still bobbin

While I'm sewing loose seams of a red suit

A similar shade to bloodstains that he let loose

Resemblin Bald head Bezos n Lex Luth

Now The Agency occasionally texts you

Direct to the next target

Connect with a red carpet

Starlet; find a desk part she

Definitely kept scarlet

Letters from a Czech sergeant

Talked about best darkest

Alley to suppress guards and

Dress up with their vest harnessed

Wrestle a depressed artist

And that's just where we get started

Smoke him 'til he get farted

Accidental; skip alarms and

Sirens and we get the farthest

From the scene with different garments

This is why a mission's hardest

Diffi-culty's ripped apart

Like papyrus

Roadrunner to an iris

Propogatin' bullets like a virus

He intercept transmissions cuz his protocol wireless

Frequen-cy stays so ultra with the violence

Round 10 to the power of 16 hertz

Clown them with a round of the pristine work

Flip perception, misdirection

Flickin coins & skip detection

Slip on by with his deceptive

And his clownish ways

King Clown, the ring leader; bring round the deep freezer

Treats it like a clown car with bodies for the main feature

Second act, he comes back disguised & hides behind the bleachers

Grand finale comes; the crowd stunned, the victim's

Speechless

Elusive targets turn to parchment pieces

Roll em like cigars with weed then spark the creases

Proceed to smoke em like a ring leader carnie chiefin'

Time to bounce like spring season; start the cleanin

Sweepin up the ash, no evidence remain

He dip toward the exit then the cycle starts again

Years pass stackin names

Hack n slash, crackin brains

Grabbin cash, passin blame

Caskets clash; jackets rain

Coffin nails & brass tacks

Bugle Boys & brass taps

Clean up crew with hazmats

Sweatin bout the laugh gas

He damage all the cameras

Shoot a stainless panorama

Turnin' people into phantoms

Leave em steamin' like a candle

He pushes bullets, like a pencil

Sharpened straight through your mental

Stay strapped with supplemental

Killer clown utensils

Fiber wire, 5 syringes

Tranquilizers caught em slippin

Krugermeister- silent pistol

Lockpicks; he's addicted

Shotguns; explosive duck

Greedy coins just for luck

Throwing knives keep em stuck

Explosive phone mix it up

That's how he keep it real

Creep inside a circus tent is how he stay concealed

Sneak in, Circumvent, Go in for the kill

Recieve funds, Reciprocate flys 'round the wheel

Blow em up lookin like split banana peels

Balloon like the animals that twist & overfill


[Verse 2]

Pop 'em like a bubble Optics like the Hubble

If he's caught without a gun He a drop em with a shovel

Chop em while he juggle Mop em like a puddle

He make his chopper sing Like an opera in a tunnel

Bullets down a barrel millionaires in peril

Movin door to door like a Silent Night carol

Walking Dead Daryl Grim Reaper Pharaoh

Swing his scythe clean Like a doctor so sterile

A surgeon so concerning Toss em on a gurney

Dump em in a furnace No snitchin if they burning

This a psychopathic journey a sick & twisted odyssey

Murderous attorney mission is lobotomy

Sucker-punch; PEZ dispenser Rock em Sock em Robot

No evidence is preferential Swabbin decks with Glo-Mop

Matter fact mop & glo opposition domino

Speedbag head bobbin traffic when it stop & go

Dodgin cops and switchin lanes Top down; grip the same

Chrome as the SWAT team same toys; different game

Armed to the teeth Toy chest of weapons

Talkin chest high Jenga tower methods

Pick one off the top Look at how he dressin

He can find a match every color every preference

Talkin Amazon selection Like Neo in the matrix

Smithsonian collection Just sittin in his basement

The Clown-Nose Assassin Laughin while he shoot Bane

Half clown & Batman Joker mixed with Bruce Wayne

Bandit with a bandolier clown with convictions

Slammin' all the chandeliers down on his victims

Shimmy through the enemies

Dougie while he dodgin bullets

Runnin Man with gun in hand

Trigger squeezed, he gotta pull it

Pop, lock & make em drop

Rhythm is the remedy

Lectric slide gave a shock

Head bang em; John Kennedy

Floss em, he ain't skip the Scope

Whippin Indiana Jo

Nae Nae but a different colt

Thriller still rippin throats

Robot with a weapon

Milly Rock with the pressure

Do the Twist with his suppressor

Never Shout while it's deafened

Lean Back like he directed

Laffy Taffy leave em neckless

Make em Humpty on a stretcher

Moonwalking through the exit

And all of that to say

He's dancin with the stars

His bullets black holes

Make em twinkle into shards

Servin up the cosmic dust, death, & devastaion

Tally mark his track record; "Pillars of Creation"

Jumpstartin' death star; force of 4 Vaders

Shruti, but he's never heard; explore the Four Vedas

Vishnu won't miss you, take your final breath

Atrioc coldly states "I am become death"

We just call him "record breaker"

Leopard Slayer, Pepper Shaker

Tiger Blood seasoned with the lemon flavor

Chefin up a session of the seven layer death engraver

Keepin all his weapons chambered

I called it Won9 cuz he won 9 times

Broke 9 times at once; when he crossed the finish line

Born on the 19th; day is One Nine

Shouts out to Khama, OG OneNine

Uh run it back I'm chillin

Atrioc laugh like the mad clown killer

He a grab that skrilla

Swag like Dilla

Chop up the ops like the

Masked up villain


[Verse 3]

Born to kill; Full Metal Jacket

The Joker card suits itself well

Reflect all shrapnel

Throwing stars shoot too, if a depth charge slap em

Projectile spasm;

Eject all caliber for shell casing gravel

Bullet trails weave a web that never unravel

The hitman leave em like they slumped in a tavern

Smoke em if you have em

Live rounds make steam engine screams, as they travel

A barell full of fish, it's hard for him to miss when he battles

Hide bodies so well they decompose all natural

No human witness, but the bugs might tattle

Dotted lines march like rays from a barrel's own

Insects leaving trails of their pheromones

Breadcrumbs of bedlam

Steel blades engraved by split-second cleaving

Ya last cut is the only one worth percieving

As funky as concieving

A dead shot prophet make a scarred antecedent

Red hot lead dots paint harsh candle grievin'

Red dot cerebrums


[Verse 4]

No more parties with Big A

Please, baby, no more parties with Big A, uh

No more parties with Big A

Please, baby, no more parties with Big A, uh

No more (Los Angeles)

Please (Shake that body, party that bod-)

Please (Shake that body, party that bod-)

Please (Shake that body, party that body)

Babe, I need to call the party off Umm

I think the clown we got just started poppin molotovs

Mean, I'm used to molly but I'm sweatin like a sauna, dog

He's pickin off my friends before we even popped a bottle off

5 star resort with a 5 star view

Maybe he's mad we didn't match him with the 5 star review

This was supposed to be a getaway, not "get away from him!"

Somebody started shootin at him, I ain't even see him flinch

He's a menace, he's a devil, he's a certified freak

Matter fact, checkin in, I never heard him even speak

Flashed his card at the desk; they just handed him a key

I saw a Big Red A; that's all that I could read

Popped open his red case nobody had even questioned

Assume he had balloons maybe makeup for complexions

Advertisment said "Professional Prop Comic"

But he pulled out some metal that said "Glock" on it

He bounced a few bombs toward the front desk reception

Smoke in every direction, flash bang projections

I just blinked a few times, hope I seen a misconception

I hate bad service too, but this much agression?!

I started lookin round for the movie set cameras

No director yelling cut, no Ashton Kutcher sayin "Punk'd"

Just debris, damage, a hole 10 foot diameter

Grab my drink & jump; elevator where I duck

Stopped to breathe I saw him creepin up the balcony

This what the hotel calls hospitality?

Somebody grab my arm cuz I really need a pinch

I think Freddy from my nightmare is comin for revenge

Jesus Christ! kill me now I think my hair is really singed

Maybe someone shat their pants, oh my god what's that stench?

Is it just me or is that smoke green like the grinch?

I'm feeling kinda dizzy, Imma lie down on the bench

This clown fart silent but it's deadly

Move in silence like spaghetti

Droppin bombs in your lasagna

Makin noises like a comma

Eric soder, give him closure

Tear his heart out, now he's forcibly a donor

An homage to marauders, the street smart scholars

The shooters & seducers, & the Pulmonary prodders

Memories of murder, this song a time capsule

Rappers spit flames, but my verses slingin shrapnel

If you hear him comin, you probably better duck

And oh yeah

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