(Surge Diss In The Verbal Tournament)
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Lyrics
{Hook}
Ready to strike with the great bow n arrow
Spittin vemon as the lyrical ancient Pharoah/
Untouchalbe, you cant ever defeat me
Know as the lyrical emcee with the heat degree/
{Verse}
Time to spit a verse, makin this battle Verbal
Slowly fightin the Surge as a computerized ninja turtle/
Throwin blades across the room as a dart game
Scorin more categories the mario kart way/
Coverin ya headphones, wont muffle the sound
Ipod kigs got ya mind to just shuffle around/
Punches were lightning, vocals carried thunder sound
Like the mummy, your stuck buried underground/
In the age of empires, my skills reigns the land
Flowin the rivers in Egypt as veins in sand/
The surge needed the net dictionary to get verbal
Ya cant produce tracks like ya sh** was unfertile/
Game over, now ya music is bein put to the end
Ground zero, ya crashed at the foot of the trend/
So unverbal ya spellin books is ya bible
Tryin to fit in with the looks of the tribal/
My flow breaks x rays, ill twist ya back scan
b*** i eat ghost writers, call me Mr. Pac Man/
Freeze, punch, blast, kick throw a portal on that
Time to for a flawless victory on Mortal Kombat/
{Hook}
Ready to strike with the great bow n arrow
Spittin vemon as the lyrical ancient Pharoah/
Untouchalbe, you cant ever defeat me
Know as the lyrical emcee with the heat degree/
