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{Twork cuts off Nitty's^✦ slogan}^✦

[Round 1: Nu Jerzey Twork]

I said yo!

These rappers wild pussy^✦

Niggas^✦ always^✦ doin' my style 'cause they style iffy^✦

This nigga^✦ did the bounce and the "bow"

'Til he get hit with the loud .50

And that's a Lil' BOW… Wow! You gon' 'Bounce With Me'

Cal spittin',^✦ even^✦ Rich can go

You know, "bounce with me, bounce-"

You gon' grab your partner and hit the flo'!

Pistol^✦ blow, y'all seen Jerooz bout with Verb?

I'm 'bout to take this one to the grave, you got my word

Drive-by,^✦ chopper out the GMC, I shoot out the bird

K clip, press down on a half-moon;^✦ do not disturb!

This shit absurd, hot revolver,^✦ ready^✦ to load it and pop it

Just got it, can't wait to spin (spend) it

This shit burnin'^✦ a hole in my pocket^✦

I'll load it and cock it, then the lead pop

Or we can do this shit MAC to MAC like an airdrop

Nah, old sniper^✦ rifle *chk chk* fresh out the repair^✦ shop

Fuck Rum, this shit vodka,^✦ I got a clear shot!

BOW! Y'all done put me in a weird spot

Thought I was gonna^✦ show up here with no rounds? Cool

I'm tellin'^✦ you, Rum… vodka…^✦ this ain't about^✦ to go down smooth

I blow damn tools, lift a tool

Nigga^✦ nervous,^✦ got him sweatin'^✦ bullets^✦ and he gon' get it too

I squeeze two, you drop your pen, I breeze through

[Singing "Location"]^✦ "If you send me your-"

You don't know where that could lead (Khalid)^✦ to

I bang nigga,^✦ Piru^✦ Blood gang member^✦

Thing lift up

{Scuffle breaks out}

Let's raise the stakes^✦

Razor^✦ blade, *fft*, how sweet the sound; 'Amazing Grace'

I'm in your hometown rollin'^✦ round

Hop out holdin'^✦ pounds

Pistol^✦ whip, I ain't stoppin'^✦ 'til it's a Nitty^✦ (Nitti)^✦ beat; 'It's Going Down'

I hold the crown, so even^✦ if you not a fan

Niggas^✦ been gettin'^✦ washed^✦ in Jersey^✦ like Juwanna Mann

TEC pop, pull to the side; rest stop

Chest shot, BOW!

Big-ass^✦ round; Epcot^✦

I'm rambunctious,^✦ the can dumpin'^✦

Shotgun^✦ lift you off your feet, that slam dunk shit

{Shotgun^✦ Suge jumps in and dunks on Nitty}^✦

You's a damn flunkie

Nigga^✦ your time is soon to come

You seen what happened to Exclusiv Vodka?^✦

What you think they gon' do with Rum?

Ruger^✦ dump, every^✦ round you callin'^✦ out K Shine man

I'm only^✦ doin' this for the hood

I'm walkin'^✦ on son, Shine ('Walking on Sunshine')^✦

Don't it feel good?

I'm strapped^✦ in! I'll clap you in a coma!^✦

Madness!^✦ I could snap at any^✦ moment!^✦

I did the salsa,^✦ I'm bilingual

Too seasoned, sofrito^✦

Little blade, poquito^✦ (poke-ito)^✦

Mint condition,^✦ cut you to the white, Rum; mojito!^✦

Jersey!^✦

[Round 2: Rum Nitty]

End up with a bust head

Little hawk, somethin'^✦ small slammin'; Spud Webb!

{Nitty^✦ dunks on Twork}

I'm straight to it, no time to converse^✦

I'll put you in it for tryna^✦ find dirt

Desert and a old Western like Wyatt Earp

9 burst

Y'all said he was gon beat me to death? Y'all right, he died first!

It's a difference^✦ how I'm workin'^✦

You all done, and soon as I warm up they zippin'^✦ over^✦ Jersey^✦

Infinite, can't see the penmanship

A cold piece, I'ma^✦ OD wash you, that's Whitney shit

Shells jumpin'^✦ out on the floor when I'm peelin'^✦ it

Can in the hoodie, then the cases^✦ drop, like Zimmerman

BOW! I get you drug out bad

I don't give a fuck if you six foot, seven^✦ foot

The guns come out fast!

And this K loaded^✦ got range on it, stay smokin'^✦

It's an instrument of death (deaf) like Beethoven

Bang on him, the first round bust like Greg Oden^✦

I hit Ryda^✦ with a Kel-Tec^✦

Jakk get a shell next

Then I make you an offer,^✦ Drugz (off of drugs)

Once you see this 12, step!

No way to dodge it

Drive-by,^✦ lettin'^✦ the chop off out the window;^✦ Lorena^✦ Bobbitt

Stainless^✦ clock him

This shit'll break your face I promise

Gun butt, it crack inside^✦ the hood; Reaganomics

Pop him, gun up to his frame, BLAOW!

The baby^✦ Drake from the side view; Nothing Was the Same

I'll run you out your lane

We all poppin',^✦ but when y'all stallin'

I'm the one that remains at the table; autopsy

You can't compare the bars, stop it

Them ain't enough…^✦

You gon' have to rig 'em or this (rigor^✦ mortis)^✦ gon' be a hard body^✦

I'm out East wit it, tryna^✦ do you dirty^✦ Cuz

In a hooptie swervin' up

He finito,^✦ I'm ridin'^✦ through New York

Finna^✦ go and shoot Nu Jerzey^✦ up!

Tell him come try it, more than one dyin'

Slide, I'm shady^✦ with the Tom (time); Sundial

Gun fire, put a bullet^✦ in you, then BLAOW! BLAOW!

It'll be more in Jerzey^✦ (B-more and Jersey);^✦ Gun Titles^✦

Your man jumpin'^✦ ship, backstabbed^✦ his clique

You know the code, ain't no comin'^✦ back if you switch

I'll razor-blade his neck, got him gaspin'^✦ and shit

Then another slash, I don't quit

Then Roc'll give him that seat belt treatment

He'll never^✦ be strapped^✦ in again!^✦

You get no love

I load up with a steel .50 when I roam up

Hold it like a old grudge

'Cause we don't let shit pass over^✦ (Passover)

I'll bring it to your door, Blood

If you lack respect, then I'm at your neck

Fuck a Gun Line King, I'm the GOAT with these deuces;^✦ Baphomet

You can't keep it real yourself^✦

Nigga^✦ suicide^✦ or I'll do the job, you decide…^✦ kill yourself^✦

[Round 2: Nu Jerzey Twork]

I said yo! You just awful^✦

I mean, we both talk about^✦ clips often^✦

But you just so fuckin'^✦ one-dimensional

Every^✦ line your grips sparkin'^✦

I tell this nigga,^✦ "I'll bury^✦ you 6 feet deep or put your body^✦ where the fish swarmin'."

How this bitch want it?

Land or lakes^✦ (Land O'Lakes)?^✦

And if you can't talk about^✦ nothin'^✦ but a stick (butter^✦ stick) I'm 'bout to win this by a big margin^✦ (margarine)^✦

SIG Sauer, I come to the Insanes and move your landmarks

Dual revolvers in the streets, we gon' do a standoff

I'm really^✦ Piru,^✦ was 'Never^✦ Too Much'; Luther^✦ Vandross

He ain't no motherfuckin'^✦ Crip-

{Rum throws a C in Twork's face}

BOW! I blew his hand off!

Can spark, this shit about^✦ to pop

I don't wanna^✦ hear none of that NWX Goonies^✦ shit

You been crew-jumpin' since you got in here

You can't tell me shit about^✦ my stock

You went to Team Homi,^✦ left the Writers

Said fuck 'em and started dishin'^✦ out them shots?

Nigga^✦ only^✦ reason^✦ you got experience^✦ is 'cause you been around^✦ the Bloque (block)

Drive-by,^✦ I got experience,^✦ I'll bend around^✦ a block

Sit, plot, watch, I'm lookin'^✦ in position^✦

Squeeze, sittin'^✦ on my lap, I stuffed the bullets^✦ in the Smith &

This nerd (N.E.R.D.) droppin',^✦ I tell my driver,^✦ "Wait a minute"^✦

And then I pull up with a 'Lemon'^✦

Dippin',^✦ pass the crib, pole stickin' out

You wanted^✦ Twork? Well now there's^✦ some holes^✦ (hoes) in his house

I found the road to your house

And all it took was one to tell

I know about^✦ your sister^✦ Crystal, I know about^✦ your son Trammell

Rest in peace to mama^✦ […]

{Fight breaks out, Smack pulls an impromptu intermission^✦ for seven^✦ minutes}

[Round 2 cont.]

I know every^✦ street, every^✦ route, and I was huntin'^✦ for days

GPS kept freezin' up, but I'm still stuck in my ways (Waze)

They found this boy split open^✦

Thin blade on the salmon^✦ joint

I left blood on the edge of the knife, but that's beside^✦ the point

These niggas^✦ harmless in a fight

All these fuckin'^✦ vets on cam frontin' for y'all fans

But behind^✦ closed^✦ doors they always^✦ be polite^✦

Tryna^✦ offer^✦ me advice^✦

In private,^✦ friend; public,^✦ enemy^✦ (Public^✦ Enemy)^✦

'Don't Believe the Hype'

I gave y'all moments!, I had to come out the hood first

I had enough^✦ of that, chop in (choppin')^✦ the trunk like a lumberjack

This shit came out the woodworks

I leave no takers, chrome stainless,^✦ revolver^✦ rotatin'^✦

Suicide^✦ or I'll do the job? Headshot,^✦ that was a no-brainer

Your soul appointed^✦

I commit^✦ a murder^✦ and don't remorse it

Take time… y'all want me to be stable? Hold your horses!^✦

Heaven's waitin',^✦ Hell's watchin'

Shell popped^✦ him

Funeral, casket,^✦ frail body^✦

Choirs with the hymns (hems) wide; bell-bottoms

He in solitude from the Llama^✦ too

Bigger^✦ .9 the tool

Add 'em (atom),^✦ bonded^✦ together; that's a molecule

I got the option^✦ to blast the Smith &

Trigger finger^✦ itchin',^✦ don't make any^✦ rash decisions

The mag extended

This gon' be a tragic^✦ endin',^✦ I stretch the clip

Put you down by 30, ain't no comin'^✦ back from this

Death is it (deficit)

You wanna^✦ play tough?

'Til I hold the gun straight up

And he run, straight up

Movin'^✦ slow as molasses, already^✦ see what Rum made of

He know we annihilate^✦

I'm from the Town, you ain't peep the crime rate?

Kill your fam, he'll see it my way

Mother^✦ and (in) your daughter bodied;^✦ Freaky^✦ Friday^✦

You tryn' play? Jersey^✦

[Round 3: Rum Nitty]

You ain't no gangsta, niggas^✦ know it

You's a thief

The "type work" you put in for your name we don't condone^✦ it

You wrestled that bitch for a purse… grabbed,^✦ snapped^✦ the shoulder strap, then came up with your slogan^✦

I know this

You out here thirsty widdit^✦

You ain't lurkin',^✦ purgin',^✦ you takin'^✦ purses,^✦ so I'ma^✦ reverse^✦ the feelin'^✦

I got the urge to get him

Smack flew me in from Phoenix^✦ to book a Jersey^✦ nigga^✦

You know I'm finna^✦ shoot

Bullets^✦ goin' in his roof

Brandy,^✦ Monica,^✦ if these hit the boy his mind ('Boy Is Mine') get torn between the two

Nigga^✦ move, watch your mouth or get a gun in yours

Fuck you think I tuck 'em for?

Cross the line, I'll pull a grip on both sides;^✦ tug of war

My niggas^✦ wild dangerous,^✦ .50 cal bangin'^✦

I'm talkin'^✦ 'bout shooters like Craig Sager,^✦ I keep a loud Blazer^✦

Play me, I'll clap you bitches

I'll put you in the trunk and whoever else amp you in it

Your manager^✦ get this MAC I'm grippin'^✦

BOW! A bullet^✦ go through Rome and (Roman)^✦ ruins half the building

You see how I'm spazzin'?

Damn near every^✦ line hit, I cannot^✦ die; I'm a Highlander

Two poles^✦ bustin'^✦

Emergency room they rush you

Soon as the doc holla^✦ (Doc Holliday) "They dead" you know a Tombstone^✦ comin'^✦

Who want it? I'm a can gripper

Point it (pointed)^✦ at the top of the hood

Then I cut out (eye cutout)^✦ like a Klan member^✦

Clap niggas,^✦ OD'ing^✦ with two guns; Mac Miller^✦ (MAC, mil' or…)

I knock your teeth out if I ever^✦ swing

Tiger^✦ Woods; one hook'll (hooker)^✦ make you lose everything

Let it ring, large gauge

From out a buckshot a pellet^✦ can fly (pelican fly); Scarface

You better^✦ bat back or your necked^✦ get stabbed^✦ at

Your rib, I'll slash that

I'll switch places^✦ with the blade, I'm a class act

Get clapped^✦ at, through the cross hair I'm linin'^✦ up the pole

Then I zero^✦ in on one (zero^✦ end on one); that's binary^✦ code

I take yo shit and use it against you

Fuck Leonidas! If I squeeze the tightest, lead roamin'^✦ (Roman)^✦ through Jerusalem temple

BOW! Kill yourself…^✦

[Round 3: Nu Jerzey Twork]

I said yo!

When I was 11 years old a Hoover^✦ Crip killed^✦ my uncle Flip

Every^✦ night I wished^✦ him back from out the dead

I always^✦ said I would get them niggas^✦ back

My name Twork, that mean I put in work behind^✦ every^✦ action^✦ that I said

And growin'^✦ up, gang violence^✦ was always^✦ a red flag to me

Couldn't quite wrap my head around^✦ it

And then I took this red flag and wrapped^✦ it round my head

This shit madness^✦

This time around^✦ I'm on some whole other^✦ rap shit

If I gotta^✦ pull the chrome then I'm clappin'

Tragic,^✦ I'm in Arizona^✦ with the ratchets

You don't get clapped^✦ in a coma^✦ or a casket^✦

Just crematures in a flower^✦ vase in Phoenix^✦

'Cause if I gotta^✦ fire birds, all you a get is a rose from the ashes^✦ (arose^✦ from the ashes)^✦

I'm past tense, put you in the past tense, I'm shakin'^✦ your pride

You can't possibly be knowin'^✦ none of this gangster shit you state in your rhymes^✦

You see how easy^✦ it was for me to find the place you reside?^✦

You niggas^✦ really^✦ wanna^✦ be G's (Bee Gees)? Try Staying Alive^✦

I wait in my prime

I don't know how many^✦ enemies^✦ I got, it's too many^✦

I wait 'til they present themselves

And yeah, I slide on a opp or two, Nitty^✦ (opportunity)

[Crowd member]^✦ Steams said that!

[Twork]

Steams said that too

I shoulda been tossin'^✦ his shit

Already^✦ left shells in one Cake, don't get lost in the mix!

Watch your motherfuckin'^✦ words, nigga^✦ make the right moves^✦

I rap with it on me

Flow (Flo) with the thing, I got a name-your-price tool

Nigga^✦ name your price

I'll put the .40 on your manager,^✦ if you laugh now it'll save his life

No? Well I give this nigga^✦ in blue 42, you better^✦ take a hike

You not widdit^✦ Rum

I put every^✦ nigga^✦ in the Fourth down

He went for it like he not finna^✦ punt

I line men (linemen) up, you try to rush?

My whole block finna^✦ come

Then the Quarter back (quarterback) gettin'^✦ a shotgun^✦

He don't even^✦ get the option^✦ to run

I'll take his life for real

Dome shot the Insane^✦ Crip, light the steel

Hit a nigga^✦ from 'Insane^✦ In The Membrane'; Cypress Hill

You get the picture? Nitty^✦ trippin'^✦

Suwoopin', I'm with the business

In all red like 2Pac with the paparazzi, I'm a spittin'^✦ image^✦

It's no reasonin' in that

He know Piru^✦ "Crip" in reverse,^✦ but the C is on his back

We dome sparkers

Drive-by,^✦ out the '06 Dodge the chrome sparkin'^✦

You try to Jet, I'll let the Tom lend son (Tomlinson) somethin'^✦ out the old Charger

I'm outside^✦ his home stalkin'

Caught him and his chick vibin'^✦

Big 9 spit, tried to hit Nitty,^✦ fuck around^✦ and got his bitch bodied^✦

TEC-9 with the string along

And this led astray^✦ (lead astray)^✦ but your miss got it (misguided)

SIG firin',^✦ we dumpin'^✦ tools

My uncle was a Civil^✦ War vet, serial^✦ still on the Parker^✦ Hale musketoon^✦

Had the old number^✦ too (old #2)

That's what my uncle drew (Uncle Drew)

Hand on the weapon^✦

You was talkin'^✦ all that racist shit to Iron^✦ Solomon?

I'm 'bout to scold Nitty^✦ and teach a lesson^✦

Headshot^✦ your mom sister^✦

You was talkin'^✦ like you hate Jews and now they gotta^✦ get your auntie some medics (antisemitics)

I don't give him a chance to get better^✦

I'm on the rooftop lettin'^✦ go rounds from a distance

Then jet after^✦ the smoke like a chemtrail

They won't even^✦ have a cloud of suspicion^✦

I'm from down in the trenches

And my goons at the house where your bitch is

Choppers gon' make that a loud area^✦

We even^✦ padded^✦ the walls

I told 'em if she even^✦ make a sound bury^✦ her (sound barrier)

Beretta 'bout to blow

I'm takin'^✦ Cornell Powell^✦ on an Arizona^✦ Grand Canyon^✦ trip

He be petrified to go

You gon' miss your family?^✦ We don't even^✦ gotta^✦ sever^✦ ties at home

I throw you all off the cliff then, Powell^✦ (Clifton Powell)^✦

You'll Never^✦ Die Alone^✦

Jersey!^✦

Technical Breakdown

9.1

Multisyllabic Rhymes9.5

Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)

Internal Rhymes9.5

Rhymes within a line (data-driven)

Wordplay / Double Entendres7.5

Clever language, metaphors, punchlines

Cadence / Rhythm10.0

Flow variation and timing (data-driven)

Vocabulary Complexity7.0

Range and depth of words used (data-driven)

Delivery / Breath Control9.0

Performance and control

Computed Score9.08

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Critic Analysis

RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

Twork utilizes aggressive cadence shifts and pop-culture subversion to anchor his multis, relying heavily on performance-driven delivery to elevate standard battle-rap metaphors into high-impact moments.

A+

9.5

Multisyllabic

9.5

Internal Rhymes

Cadence / Flow

Vocabulary

7.5

Wordplay

Delivery

Multisyllabic anchoringInternal rhyme stackingPop-culture interpolationPhonetic play

Rhyme Architecture: Highly consistent multisyllabic structure favoring end-rhymes tied to internal assonance, specifically the 'iffy/fifty/bowny/flo' chain, utilizing dense internal rhyme segments to maintain rhythmic velocity.

Verified Doubles & Entendres

"And that's a Lil' BOW… Wow! You gon' 'Bounce With Me'"

① A literal reference to the rapper Lil Bow Wow and his song 'Bounce With Me'.② A description of the victim's reaction (bouncing/jumping) after being hit by the '.50' caliber round.

"can't wait to spin (spend) it"

① To 'spin' the cylinder of a revolver in preparation for firing.② To 'spend' money (alluding to the gun being expensive or 'burning a hole' like cash).

"Fuck Rum, this shit vodka, I got a clear shot!"

① Dismissing his opponent (Rum Nitty) by claiming his own bars are 'vodka' (cleaner/stronger).② A literal 'clear shot' with a firearm, playing on the transparency of vodka versus the darkness of rum.

Exceptional rhythmic pocket management

High-energy vocal delivery that emphasizes rhyme impact

Effective use of multi-layered pop culture references to anchor metaphors

Vocabulary remains standard for battle rap tropes

Occasional reliance on aggressive delivery to mask simplicity in foundational metaphors

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