Audio battle league week 12 K-JaBz vs. Stryk9 round 2. I'll let the track speak for itself.
Real life shit! Music for the true hip-hop fans!
Watz crackin' hip-hop headz. Itz ya boi JaBz. I am so tired of watz goin' on in music today. I look back at wat hip-hop used to be and I look at it now and it fills me with anger. The pioneers of rap had no idea it was gonna be this way. So I feel it's time for the new generation of music to take it back to it's former glory. I am the voice of the slums. Listen up. ALL TRACKS AND BEATS PRODUCED BY DOCTOR STRANGE!
Lyrics
This nigga comedy rap watch me bomb on this cat
Lyrically lama's will clap you'd think Osama was back
I'm from a place where niggaz gotta walk wit' a grip
You'd think this nigga Mr. Hankie how he talkin' shit
Got beef with K-JaBz, better move to a safe house
You the opposite of indoor sports, you're played out
And Cain let me know you a stalker
He said ya room wall to wall full of his portraits
You think this a game spin the wheel of misfortune
You really wanna be underground nigga chill wit' the corpses
Lyrical assault, rippin' ya spirit apart
Beef with the king I'll constrict ya physique with sars
Swingin' mythical swords, with a mystical force
It's like urine off a cliff the way I'm pissin' him off
You can't rap about your life it ain't no way it ain't boring
Only time you on the grind's on a pole when you skate boarding
How the hell do you win? Dog you babbling rap
Ya bars don't even rhyme, how you battlin' cats?
Don't quit ya day job make sure those toilets shine
My gun fired so much it's like an unemployment line
Stryk9? yeah right, you ain't got no poison rhymes
I grip nines, and split spines i i'm employed in crime
Since he battle through the net, he wanna rap like a tough guy
Talk slick in a punchline, get buried in a mudslide
A moderator in the streetz, i'll ban him with the heat
My offense is flawless, you ramblin' on the beat
While ya anus gettin' rammed in, and you standin' on ya knees
He shake his milkshake for boys, like he's a fan of Kaleese
You the only rapper I know, that masturbate to gay porn
This nigga in his house "locked up" listenin' to Akon
You never props for ya tracks, why even make songs?
Keep battlin' but stop the trash talk, you need to stay calm
You're a rappin' fire cracker, but JaBz is verbal napalm
Go awall, and break walls, and watch him take off
Nod ya head to my rhymes, until it break off
Losin' twice in a row ain't an option
What's poppin', send convicts to ya province
To put you in a hole, die slow while I'm watchin'
