Don't Fuck Wit R.E.A.L.L.
Vs. Skrybe (FU Crew Tourney)
Faceman and KHP are the new rising stars of Brooklyn bring you the sickest flows and most conscious lyrics.
[-_-'] = [Faceman]
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Lyrics
Verse 1
In this TEAM KILLING cover your ears, BEWARE THE SCREAM DRILLING,
Your verse ain't a Hostess commercial, we know WHERE'S THE CREAM FILLING.
No need to DESCRIBE how your verse will get DEFACED,
Cuz THE SKRYBE already knows he can't beat THE FACE.
The "trace" of you will be gone like MISSING PHONE TAPS,
Cuz your verse is a joke just like BAZOOKA JOE WRAPS!
This MAN-BITCH, is about to get his DAMN CLAN-RIPPED,
Grab BLANK-SCRIPT so we can all shit on SANSKWRIT!
More like STANKSCRIPT, cuz ya TEXT IMPELS SMELLS,
In fact ya crew ain't shit without YOU AND L.L.!
Speaking of L's for Skrybe I'll QUELL SALVATION,
Cuz like Knights in Chess he only knows L FORMATIONS.
Ya trip in my flow like Knights slippin into the REALEST MOAT,
And you couldn't flow spittin wit motion sickness in a BOAT.
Your not even THAT ILL, your track belongs in a LANDFILL.
Even if we had RIGA Mortis WE WOULDN'T BE AT A STANDSTILL.
Verse 2
Even if he threw me at a REALL member, he couldn't PUT ME TO SLEEP,
And just like Speeding Drivers, I'ma put my FOOT IN HIM DEEP.
Wiggle my TOES BELOW HIS COLON, UNTIL my FOE'S TORSO's SWOLLEN,
Say "HELLO YA HOE", have ya head STOLE N THROW IT LIKE I'M BOWLIN!
NO CONTROLLIN me like TV's whose fat owners LOST THE REMOTE,
REALL PATROLLIN got this FAG CORNERED N EMBOSSED IN A GOAT.
Feel the EXHAUST IN YA THROAT?, it's me SMOTHERIN YA VOCALS,
This rape COST YOU A VOTE, like ya MOTHER N THE LOCALS.
Don't BOTHER ME I'M LOCO, shit all over NORTH CACKALACK,
Cuz I can't feel ya hits like Scarface high on FOUR SACKS OF CRACK!
Your SIMPLY WACK, ya verse got more bumps than ya PIMPLY BACK,
So relax as I pull toys out ya ass like a box of CRACKERJACKS!
You're the only scribe with text unworthy for SCROLLS,
Not ancient text, but threads that make us laugh as a WHOLE.
Ya verse is FUCKIN SHIT, like stickin ya dick through FECIES,
And I'm like a straight A student the way you could never "B" ME!
