Originally posted by Assassin32
You keep calling yourself the lyrical vet
But your rhymes fail to put up a good fight
You ain't Nas, but The Source would give your flow One Mic
Against me in this land of top contenders and heavyweights
I make you look like a 95 pound *** with bulimia and AIDs
Trying to make a name, but all your really doing is running in shame
With your tail tucked tightly between you legs
And you actually think you're winning this showdown?
Please, I'm the one wearing the crown
Your just living in fear watching your boxers turn brown
C'mon, don't you see by now? How I'll bring you down, and
That I will take you, shake you, mentally rape you
Lift you over my head, pull you back down and BREAK YOU!
Leave your heart and soul shattered all over the floor
Clean the broken shards of your heart up with a broom
Wipe up your soul, and toss them both through the door
That's just what happens when try to kill an Assassin
I do this as a profession, did you think I wouldn't get it crackin'?
I guess I'm just a stone cold bad-ass
**** with me and I'll start smackin'
You see eveything you want to be in me
All that an MC's should be, and everything your lackin'
Get this striahgt b**ch, I AM the lyrical vet
You're just a punk kid who needs all the help he can get
Maybe you should go back to preschool for some lessons, and some respect
If its you vs a five year old, its against you i'm gonna bet
Cos you aint got no skill,
can't you see i'm the only one whos ill
People read my rhymes for the lyrcial fill in-
you're like a lesbian, you go after the chicks
but its clear you ain't got no f**king d!ck
I'll show up to your ghetto with guns, and not lyrically
Probably you won't be there cos you're too scared of me
Come out wit your crew and see if you cal lyrically molest me
I'll say this now, you aint gonna get the best of me
I'll pull out my bling and pay your crew to leave
pull out your band aids, cos you're going to bleed
I'll tear through your body like a flesh eating disesase
and you're nothing to me, so I'll do this with ease
I'll put 20 slugs from your head to your groin
violence this fun is damn worth enjoyin'
I don't care if you put on 10 bullet proof vests
my hollow tips will tear right through to your chest
and this is all cos you tried to lyrically molest-
me, see now gee, and this whole time I wasn't talking lyrically
Laugh at your body, as it looks up in the sky
get in my escalade and do a drive by
Maybe to one , two, three or four
hell, I might drive by it just one more
This is because you think you're some kind of champ
but really, you're just a bunch of lyrical wank