As a matter fact, ya rappin is wack
This razor's edge will crucify you then leave you flat on ya back
Bring ya squad, I'll bring mine we can brawl it out
I'll leave ya with a slit throat then take this bitch soul
I'll be a heavyweight in that riot like Vitali Klitschko
Better yet, I'll take a different approach and leave the BC reader
Spit ether and bury Sku under lines, that should teach ya
You must be spinal whipped if my inclined rhyme exists
finding the keystrokes to the multisyllables i remain true undefeatable
Currency i'm currently in Coastal Desert Highways, Sludge like viscosity hit through sledgehammers listening t'This is Happening.
My rhyme pattern is like winning the lottery and getting a house, I boast a slick recourse into coarses offroad you couldn't begin to remorse with the faintest clue of the quotes
So sick derranged and happening is my patterning how flatering
i'm saturated in weak ass battlers thinking they got a piece of what matters
In Jurrasic Park additions like feathers, my rhyme consistently dismembers these members
see it's dyslexic like vote bam otbva lyrics
If only there was an inclination to ya rhymes
Then your bars might make sense half the time
I read it open mindedly, but lately im trying to stop
Fuck a house, my patterns like winning the lotto, and buying a block
You piece together random thoughts, that aint talent
Peep game, I can turn white carpets into red rugs
And i pray that your home gets infested with bed bugs
As you cross that coastal highway at a sludge like pace
I hope a sinkhole bottoms it out and destroys that whole space
Check the puzzle, does it fit
I am alpha & omega
And on the seventh day i rise
Past the pangs of my resistance
Your bars trash I just needed a face to face..
You live in jerz, doesn't that shit already look like a sinkhole anyways?
I got bars, your shits just ok, and if there was a top 5 in jerzy, you wouldn't even touch 28th...
And if he be turning white carpets into red rugs, than I'm turning a peace treaty into redrum, get his moms pops and his damn son.. Get him and his bro side by side, pop em both at the same damn time.. That's what I call brotherly love..
Lol i use to slay dudes like trey duece back in grade school
That verse ya made, poo, your approach fishy so ill filet you
You wanna talk shit about jersey, hold that thought and chill
Lets see you continue when you in Newark or on the Hill
From what ive seen, you a joke
All that tough talk seem cool but you fronting that
Its only right i show off like Manny on this punching bag
Kill my whole fam, but ya gotta wonder dude
Cause when you die, in the afterlife we gonna outnumber you
Check the puzzle, does it fit
I am alpha & omega
And on the seventh day i rise
Past the pangs of my resistance
I'm Not From Britain But Sort Of Briton To Pollock, Drip The Hollow Ink Credible Inc Not Too Brittle To Follow, Little Too Big To Be Figuratively Figuring The Lotto, Billing The Otto To Flick And Spray The Killings As Motto
I'm Not From Britain But Sort Of Briton To Pollock, Drip The Hollow Ink Credible Inc Not Too Brittle To Follow, Little Too Big To Be Figuratively Figuring The Lotto, Billing The Otto To Flick And Spray The Killings As Motto
[MENTION=11524]jerzcity[/MENTION]: Forget our battle, mate. what little free time I'm going to have, this week, is not going to be spent penning bars at a computer.
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