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..when the clock strikes, I strike aswell....
...Somebody battles
"When tha clock strikes, I strike aswell."
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skyrbeminds fall bakk first ya raps are non-phasin'
and second ur a scrub like braff and don faison
and 3rd you're a nerd, look this guy's appalin'
body hit this lil chicken now the sky is fallin'
i mean the skry is fallin' you catchin tha drift
i reckon you piff, get smoked in a second you lit
i'm wreckin' the kid, he aint got a profession wit this
his style resemble d-block but he aint reppin the click
he a knock-off sheek, so i'm wonderin' why
cuz if he sick i got the antidote, thats one per skrybe (perscribe)
and 2 for 'minds, cant see me like tha dude is blind
its like my punches intellectual, they food for minds
so eat em up, lil dude aint survivn long
round 3 adjective free, so da skrybe (describe) is gone
trick chaney was an alias but i am known
to rip and murder all suckas like skrybe alone
he just mad cuz im stylin on
this lil dude skrybe play him like a xylophone
ya rhymes is on like webbie and foxx
they on everybody nerves, no punches he aint ready to box
aint ready to drop, to battle me the dudes insane
he only see tha green observin his username
he used to bang sike, yup dude is lame
its already a dirt mcgrit in the music game
you knock-off ODB, i'm wonderin' why
cuz if he sick i got the antidote, one per skrybe (perscribe)
and 2 for minds, wait, aint i use this line?
see i could murk you while recyclin my newest rhymes
restart the verse like first ya raps are non-phasin'
you got more flatlines than braff and don faison
and 3rd you're a nerd wit apallin rhymes
got teabagged by jimmy while he threw the ballin sign
look, son u better get, all ya rhymes
and drop a fake verse like ill chris and stall for time
cuz thats the only way you'll ever get to hog the shine
or you can get the yellow tape cuz its chalkin time
ayo i got control, deezed everything i drop is swole
he aint mizzou but skrybe softer than the cotton bowl
i'm hot and yo, my spit crack, rock ya soul
he got no choice but to lose, this aint optional
i'll knock ya nose, flow kush, pot fa sho
and urs dont even exist like sasquatch ya joke
thats why they call him bigfoot, but he aint tuff to see
'minds stuck on loss, skrybe love da feet (defeat)
he such a geek, and me, i'm above the week
his girl suckin on body like she was a leech
i'm rough to beat, matta fact i'm tough to eat
so try and end up toothless, i'll snuff ya teeth
you suck to me, cats see me choppin the mouse
he like a trash Sheek from D-Block, he Oscar the Louch
i'm knockin him out, direct to the top of tha mouth
cuz body cold, spit and make the birds flock in the south
block n a BLAOW, guns blast, pop at ya house
his jumpoff on the rebound, i'm boxin' him out
lockin' him out, like Mankind, sock in his mouth
cuz he done hit the rock bottom like The Rock in a bout
not gonna doubt, my punches hit, sock him like OW
tha battle college, skyrbe kanye, i'm droppin him out
yo, bring it back, i ain't stoppin it now
no homo, but like mike, i'm on top of this child
see everything skrybe ever been droppin is foul
been sloppy since birth, no way he comin properly now
you probably smile, when you picture him in the booth
or see his name, since whens bein' illiterate cool?
and why jeff always put me wit the littlest dudes
first the pokemon prince, now the king of the fools
whats next, a transvestite, a dyke and a nun?
all 3 better then skrybe he shud bite em for puns
excitin to none, he flameless, ignitin to none
how can u break a nigga face while u hide and you run?
