by slimsoxshady » Dec 30th, '09, 15:29
and i wouldn't say shit if i couldn't back it up:
You box soft I knock socks off and obviously
My jots got shit blocked up like colonoscopy
Your like a bad free-style but cant sell it right
My lines like Dracula on crack-cuz-ya, cant help but bite
You Mary’d in this game im callin divorce
German towns Hitler, im like Stalin with force
You fall in remorse, fuck with me EJ see
Cardiac when I start-the-track you fail that EKG.
Can’t touch my level like his elevator’s stuck forever, I’m “marching” on No Ceilings
These rhymes break him so he only responds to my “treatment” with bones healing
My skills are “mind-blowing”, so his brain ain’t intact and this mayne can’t react
Insect I'm aiming to “trap” like trading for crack, closest he comes to my shit is taking in gas
Have a seat on dirt you can’t “see” this verse, cuz I “turned the page” on this battle
You're light rain on the gravel I’m hurricane drowning cattle, a "Charger" able to tackle
Can’t handle the flow, off course so, I must pour slow, can’t keep “up” like he’s boat low
Only way Spyder comes out “ahead” (a head) at the end of this battle is without a torso
you can't penalize someone just cuz they filled up bars my dude...thats the difference between text battles and audio battles
#ThankYouRapGod