Revelation(Disciples Done)
battle against street disciple from blazed source
Ill MC from CHI TOWN
A real MC from Chicago...
stayin in J ville at the moment
Story behind the song
battle
Lyrics
Wussup pusyy, ight thats cool not much/
Knock this faggot outta orbit 3R gettin shot up/
Brought some henz sauce but neva caught up/
U not on my level dawg, u betta look up/
I drop a bomb n leave all these muthafuckas shook up/
Claimin on the mic I'll choke, I wont even see this fool with a microscope/
This man aint real, although he claim to be hard, I'm dangerous dogg/
Turn u into nuthin but a stain from the sword, mangled n scarred/
U see visions too rite, since all disciples r prophets/
Then u envisioned ya flow gettin drained like a faucet/
I'm leavin him as jus anotha skeleton in my closet/
Be smart, intellegince is the topic, elligant with the knowledge/
Like a gun with no bullets, u irrelevant with the poppin/
So sad, killin bitches like this happens so often/
Laid him down, laughed as I spat in his coffin/
Dont try to tell me those lines foo/
Only time u'll run a block is with ya enemies behind u/
Shoot bullets up ya head, just to elevate ya mind dood/
Real g's woulda tol u dont battle me, my flows gravity/
This pussy shine like a flashlight with no batteries, kill him so nastily/
Aint no way u gettin out alive, try n hide/
Im winnin this battle muthafucka the prize is mine/
Keep ya mouf shut, before u step to a king/
We dont even gotta fight I'll have this pussy dead b4 he steps in the ring/
Now all I wanna know is whos the next chump steppin to me/
I'll devour u for foolishness, u should just be cool with it/
Ya cowardly n stupid bitch, use ya fuckin noodle kid/
Probaly dont know wut u doin kid, reckonize the truth n quit/
U hooligan, if u eva seen a real block u would shit, useless prick/
Shoot ya quick, u legit? I guess Pac's wack n u r sick, I'm the rula trick/
Bring ya squad man, I got mines, I pop glock 9's/
Ya motha warned u neva fuck with WRONG KIND!/
IT's DONE
