[Verse 1: Deadshot]
Alright
It's Mr. Sharpshooter
Mr. One Pop Drop
On the block
Lock, stock, and barrel
Aiming red dots
At your chest, I'm the best
Deathstroke is a mess with it
Ask about Floyd
They'll tell you that he the best with it
Looking at right ya
Keen eye on Slade
And from what I can gather
You ain't never been paid
Like Me-D.C
Gotham City's O.G
I'm reppin' just like my weapons
The deadliest M.C
(Bitch)

[Verse 2: Deathstroke]
The deadliest M.C.?
Well, I highly doubt it
Dismantle you into pieces
And I have no doubt about it
Limited precognitive
You don't have long to livе
I can see your moves ahead of time
And it's rеpetitive
Deathsroke, I'm swinging in
I'll drop you like a habit
A tracking and hunting expert
And yes, you are the rabbit
My dual-wield katanas
Will have you separated
I'm watching your limbs fly
Describe the feeling:
It's elated
[Verse 3: Deadshot]
Ok
Suicide Squad mob
Watch a Deathstroke sob
Ice him in cold blood
Then wrap him up like a wonton
You couldn't drop teens
Wanna bet I can?
The only thing you terminate is
My attention span
(Look)
Lawton's in the building
So try to get an eye full
Couple of wrist shots
Then finish you with the rifle
They all running for cover
And praying up on their Bibles
Mr. Wilson's surrender
His only chance of survival

[Verse 4: Deathstroke]
You'll never get a clean shot
My stealth is unequaled
This battle is so lopsided
There could never be a sequel
Slade
I single handily
Defeated J.L.A
I hate to break it to this mutt
But he'll never have his day
Pardon my elocution
But this is your execution
I'll rid him of his pride
Then rid him of his delusions
This battle is a problem
You couldn't find a solution
Death by my hand is
The only logical conclusion
[Verse 5: Deadshot]
You talk a big talk
And you say you are the baddest
But let's keep it real, you battling me
Is like target practice
You think that you're trouble
That the shot can't resolve
But I never met a problem
That a bullet couldn't solve

[Verse 6: Deathstroke]
Your little wrist pea-shooters
Wouldn't even scratch my Kevlar
If you turn and run now
I anticipate you won't get far
I've mastered every fighting form
And see every angle
If you wanna go close range
Then I'll have Floyd strangled