cmon man strike three ye thats true cuz i see its you,
this is warzone if u wanna go in the wrestling ring ull get strike three there to//
dog why you suckin up to dirty now no1 can call u tight,
you dont wanna battle him cuz u no hes good so u say he is the best one the site//
cmon man y is dirty saying "DAWG" that way dont u get it,
dirty must be wearing cheap clothing cuz thats the way exco spells it//
dog im the champ on dis site ok if u dont trust give anybody a shout,
in this battle ima do 1.......2........3 and ur out//
man ima pull out ma gloc blast ya when i pull up behind ya,
leev u in the middle of nowhere so the FBI can find ya//
i leev u fucked up split in 3 cuz war zone is the most deadliest and rappa hottie,
FBI finds ur legs FBI finds ur body which ur mom doesnt wanna see,
NYPD finds the third peace of u it is ur head and "says" we found strike three//
Done dog
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Keep talkin sh*t pussy an Im gonna react/
You gonna f**k around an make me bring slavery back/
Dont get it twisted Im not racist, Im just exposin you/
Everytime we battle bi**t face it, Im straight ownin you/
You still aint showed up cause you know Ill f**k you up badly/
Are you havin trouble gettin here? cause I can call you a taxi/
This is the 2nd time an you just wont learn/
Only demands youll be makin is to ingest my sperm/
You couldnt do sh*t to me if I was hoppin on crutches/
How am I gonna be scared of a guy who wont write cusses?/
You must be a pretty deligate peson/
Matter of fact, Im willin to bet your prolly still a virgin/
You wont write cusses but youll bring me a gun/
Your like Morphieus cause your still waitin on the one/
I’m not smoking chronic, but I’ll change this flow to straight Ebonic/
Feelin’ hooked on phonics, how else can I get these fools synchronic?/
I see its victory ur with flirtin’ until u said it was ur victory for certain/
I ain’t hurtin’, but this sh*t ain’t closed, watch me burn up your “curtains”/
Your sh*t’s hot I’m not going to blame, but ur mixing fuel to my flame/
And I’m going to set fire to your name and retire your smoldering game/
I’m coming without sloppy sh*t, now you all wanna copy it/
But I don’t see you toppin’ it, you’re better off just mockin’ it/
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u sayin if i say more shit then ur goona react,
ur dissin a certain rase against me but just to tell u i aint black//
if u wanna start new and fresh click the button that says reset,
y r u talking about ur sperm when ur balls hav'nt droped yet//
we all no u have crutches cuz i gave u a limp on it,
u say i dont use cusses then y when u say bitch u have a star in it//(bi*ch)
stop tryin cuz ur shit doesnt come close to mine,
cmon man "hooked on phonix" is a ludacris line//
my lines are hittin down on u like it was more then a tun,
i didnt write half the shit u wrote and its abvious that i already won//
ya ok u say if im biting ur lines im better off to be mocking it,
knowing ur wack ass lines im better of to be mocking shit//
ok dogg r u ready 4 my KO line?
ill get sum wyte bread put maze in the middle and eat u like its my lunch time//
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and that shit didn't even make any sense. how r u gonna say ur gonna eat strike 3 like its lunch time when you said you put me in the middle.stupid ass bitch
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I'll stab you in the head till theres no blood left ta bleed//
Rappin with no soul so theres no chance to revive ya speech//
Ya rhymes deceased, as your vital signs decrease//
you'll be screaming like hindhu lyricists I don't want no beef//
Ya time is reached, life like the end of CB radio conversations//
Over rated couldn't find ya star status in earths orbital constellations//
Follow my lyrics migration, beacause your below me in observation//
effeciently rape your immunity until magic johnson rubs blood in your abraisions//
Your an equation, a small problem thats easily solved//
Like the probability of a sure death i'm leaving you cold//
Eating your mold, you don't shape up like a square with three sides//
Holding ya self high with a marquee but if ya saw me you'd have to pre-write//
Swallowing pride, ya title suggests I defeat you with joy//
Like the look on your face when you up inside 13 year old boys//
Covered in soy, your the by-product of health food only blander//
I'm multi-talented swim or walk over you like a salamander//
U useless war zone, wouldn't hold up against judge judy//
Got a nice battle record cuz ya seem to love newbies//
Attack rudely, pin prick a replica model of your anatomy//
played you like a baby when ya think ya rattled me//
I split emcees, like red seas and cause more beef than zionism in israel//
Even ya almish compadres couldn't help like when "munson be-friended ishmael"//
I rip scales, tha "king pin" who holds more weight than heavens disgust//
produce more wrath than matt damon legaly before Gods mistrust// (dogma)
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man my quik words r to ahead of urs u cant catch up wit a nas or a boost,
how u goona come close to beatin me wit the wack words u produced//
more then half the shit u say is wack and the other shit already been used,
my shit is tight, ur shit is like lil flips laces........(loose)//
im gettin voted on this battle 4 the win and strike 3 hasta attend,
hes gettin a vote of 1............ once again//
he aint spittin his shit, hes gettin his boys to write it, then tells them to copy paste and send//
i cant hold judge judy u cant hold judge judy,
ur the complaint and the complaint lost bruedly//
this guy aint a spitta he posts up for the ladies avent,
and in that avent his chances of winning one battle is the north american tax percent//(15%)
my quikness of spittin gets me wealth, the lyrical words i come up wit gets me welthy,
half the shit u say sounds like ur rappin to som1 els, the other have doesnt even relate to me//
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i slaughter cats and dismiss faggots like you with one-smack//
Ya never had an 'offensive-line', cuz i already sacked da quarterback//
dis vets too old, leadin-Darkside ya wont get heads to roll//
hardcore Vader (star wars)? but all u got in common is breath control!//
ya got rip spitless, yo sentence mean non-sense like encrypted lips//
i see yo scripted-sh*t 'n' ive broken it to a debree of lyrics//
be smartin-this situation, wit pliers openin yo eye-lids//
realized what the doctor-did, yo wont see ma punches like strike playin with blind-kidds//
fo'real' nigga, im dealin dis verse-easily, 'n' it punches filthy, cuz im 'd' real villain//
im just chillin, while war zone -drillin his head, even if ya 'wits-bled' yo cant spell winnin//
Strike be-the-lunatic to beat you strictly with bare-hands//
'ya-be-sh*ttin yo pants' as dis nigga re-configure thoughtless yo DNA strands//
'drop-yo-hatin' , imma knock yo teeth, swept ya like 'fluoride crest' and topped ya speech//
im hot 4-teach, imma disturb dis fake rapper after i reveal yo skin white-as-bleach//
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yo u just fell in the war zone trap so u just got trapped,
u say white ppl cant spit... eminem is the best rappa that eva rapped//
this guys a gay rappa he loves the rectum,
ur punches are so slow and shit the deff and the blind could here and catch them//
gangsta rappas shillin ridin in they rovas,
im taking over this battle like little boys whith catholic preist takin ova//
my quickness and shit is so mean bloody and violant,
the words that come outa ma mouth will leev u speachless and silent//
fuckin wit my ryhmes on this site is a big NO NO,
this guy is so desprate hes lookin 4 sue from sunday night sex show//
u finally get sue,ur so desprate shes even the one tryin to tease ya,
man ur penis is so small Sue wouldnt even no how to please ya//
my spit hit u quick leev ur line on life cuz ur breath is short,
ill be the surgeon and pull the cord 4 ur life support//
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