battle boards.com tourney 2002 #2 vs issues round 2
Lyrics
When I misuse these missiles, break the brittle in the physical/
Spit official, takin on this journey equivocal/
Left issue cryin, gonna need some tissue, couldn’t face the dismissal/
Could be a government secret weapon, you still not military issue/
Son run from this novelty like circus fleas(flee)/
Lurking streets I chase invisible summers breeze/
Wondering must ya issues be deep seeded, like direct deposit to the uterus/
Fresh offspring ya new to this, head back to fetus, wont exist/
Deceased you won’t persist, cease and desist/
Ya peaces, when I break spines, I bust back/
My plan of attack/
Slam the wack while balancing tracks/
Like locusts I focus on your weak aspects/
Son ya got issues go to Maury Povich/
This beat got me vexed/
Call me Goldberg, who's next?/
Alter-ego like Clark Kent, except hell sent, miles beneath the pavement/
You’re left in amazement/
I'm the jury, welcome to arraignment your guilty/
Call you first lady/
You just a bitch wearin pants, like Hillary/
Fuck a rivalry, no contest when you not survivin' me/
Ya mind ain't bright, meanin you dim witted/
Transmitted script through liquid/
Talkin down on me ya only burnin bridges/
Its ya opinion to be a critic/
If you kill me can you master words/
Or will my wrath reign afterwards/
Ya outdated, like phones with chords/
Like orgies in morgues I spit a deadly passion/
Issues not lastin, like ya step dad I belt ya seat to make you buckle/
Folding at the torso, puking blood in puddles/
I rock shows hard turnin crowds to rubble/
Ya rhymes intoxicated, over words you stumble/
Son ya shitted on, whole career desecrated/
Labelin you for the public had ya finsihed, issues over-rated/
Ya just a contradiction like sober-faded/
Words forced against will, advantage taken, by this verbal rapist/
