Don't Make Me...(XcentryK vs. ExKaliber)
i am Xcentryk...4 those of yall that cant read, it's pronounced, "eccentric"...
Lyrics
Don’t make me...
Leave u lost like needles in tha grass
Don’t make me...
Have 2 get medieval on yer ass!!!
Don’t make me hafta talk leave u gaspin in shock
Don’t make me have 2 stick yer ass back in that rock!!!
Round 2, im bound to pound and astound u
Who will win this battle? Oh, who will be crowned? Who?
i lost to I C Hot, well u lost to I C, too...
now its my turn, to leave yer tongue burnt like spicy-food
when i see u...ICU will be icin’ u
cuz my punches hit, makin ur eyes get nice-and-blue
this my craft, i’ll bask in tha bath of tha aftermath
u asked for-it!!!, i’ll pour-it and “cream” u like “half-n-half”
Yer back snapped like a hymen, ur trapped like rats in my rhymin’
they aint no matchin my timin, ur only half of whut I am
constant cock in yer mouth, u don’t forget 2 wash-'n-gargle
Exes X off his list??? kid, you’ve lost-yer-marbles !!!
respond-wit-a-grin, my fist’ll be fond-of-yer-chin
“blow me” like tha “breeze” because I’m “gone-wit-tha-WINd”
beatin me? don’t bet on it...cuz see, we aint at-casinoes
it wont happen like u sippin cappuccino wit al-pacino...
u ran-into an animal and, man, u got vandalized
im sumthin u dread like bein read ur Miranda-rights
like candlelight, im hot when I drop tha wax
hoppin tracks, now lets see how u handle-fright
ur wack, its official, lemme pass u a tissue
don’t cry!!!...ima make u laugh when I diss-u
im ruthless, ur as “useless” as “baseball in canada”
im tha manager, this bum’s alabama’s number one janitor
keep yer spot on top and keep 2 sweepin and moppin
but don’t let yerself be seen when tha people r shoppin
and u takin over? okay, dopey!!! okie-dokie!!!
B-boys swamped RB like it wuz okefenokee
I wuz thinkin, “deez fuckin bitches?”, u got 2 be joking
this fag wants 2 battle? Whut kind of pot is he smoking?
this b-boys babbled-enough, I’ll grab a javelin, fuck
I’ll stab his adam’s apple, and grapple him til he gives up...
