~~~GIGGS #1~~~
Giggs' reached the end of the board, as if the Contest's dead and gone
Crown me immediately, lord, because Seg's conquest will stay pawned
'Cos I ain't talkin' 'bout my hard drive when I say I hold my tek straight
Make the humiliated lose the game, can't block the four line checkmate
I'll reconciliate your username, leave Seg defamed as John Doe
And if they say that I'm a Mad Man, well then welcome to the Don show
I'll leave you bossed, got another wife spread easy like a butter knife
You Lost, brother, down a pipe; I'll see you in another life
Reassemble farm convention; b****, I'm Wee-Bey when I aim at pigs
Spot a rapper sportin' hands and a face? See, they ain't met Giggs
I'm Ruthless, just like I went and orphaned the Fisher clan
Seg left Six Feet Under, soul ascending higher than a swisha can
~~~SEG #1~~~
dead end board? check yer head, mate. gut not a source
I plot a course make you trip hop hip thrust bust you like a nut - a lotta force
get pissed tested wrists pressed fist smash this ***** ass pistachio
our mismatched rich past left you outclassed I passed you bro
no answer to the bastard astromancer for seginus is a stellar
caster faster sweller master speller I am the devil locked in your cellar
walked from hell to poison the well and let your sins be televised
divulged two things from your tube indulgence and by that I don't mean giggs' eyes
one, you littered rap with tv shows until it wrote your loss
two, you literally had to capitalize on the jokes to get across
temple boss on top godly bass drop precedes decapitation
and detachment from the body breeds external inspiration