KatchPhraze vs Da Storm
 

02-12-2002

Da Storm

u a newbie not a vet that status is skills based if my words were not in sentence form u still couldn't 'katch' a 'phraze'/
this 'cat' get blazed like chinese restaraunts ya begged ta stop cuz ya skills 'left behind' like you 'missed ya stop'/
he gets 'no props' like 'cheap films' the heat 'grills' and leave 'fore-men' killed quick like 'whole meals'/
gets no deal 'no limit' to my skills like 'blank checks' smile katch ur on candid camera all u see is 'tape decks'/*
this fake vet gets 'raped quick' like 'ex-cons' wit an 'unwilling bitch' if ya concert was held in 'boston' katch wouldnt 'sell-tics'(celtics)/
ya frail bitch is 'de-realed'(railed) like trains avoidin accidents pen inks why avoid prewriting cuz im too hot i'll burst a 'bic'/
i plead the fifth murdered katch body rushin up on shore to prove he's 'washed up' skills compared ta 'nasty females' katch simply 'sucks/'
i bet a 'buck' nah matter fact ten tens and two twentys this kid cant weather me who dont agree/(10-10-220)
i would be "un"-defeated' but not even he is not even good enough to beat me/
this PA-blows like petey dont amount to shit like adding feces i heard u ill in audio.......well i'll listen ta what 'Oswell Spits' next cd/*


Smile and see tape decks..........he got caught biting audios......nuff said
Oswell Spits is who he got caught biting audios from


Katch spit

Dont Respond-wit-a-truce ya whole persona-is-fruit cause you a fag who *Real-Sweat*//
like *hittin tires wit bats* you another MC i (wheel) WILL-BEAT... you still-weak//
you aint Da iLL jus spit limited-coughes... cause ya image-is-soft... you a gimmick-wit-thoughts//
ya *punches are like coupons* a high percentage-is-off aint winnin jus clenchin-a-loss//
kids like you i often tear-to-bits... no need to spare-the-risk//
even if you *hibernated in caves* you couldnt (bear) BARE--my-hits//
Katch abolish-rappers... ya skills are *Not-Attractive* while i post-fine-rhymes//
you couldnt win this match if you PM'd ya boy to vote-five-times//
battlin me for respect but you got-to-earn-it-bitch... im not-concerned-wit-this//
you not-determined-kid... you lackin battle-tips wit ya punk-faggot-text//
face it kid you *FUCKIN STINK* like a skunk-havin-sex//
im quick to cast-embarrasment... also known for rappin-hazardous//
while ya punches *Rarely Hit* like baseball players wit low battin-averages//
icesikill the rapid fire arsonist... sparkin-shit in the dark-of-mist i beam-lines to steam-guys//
the chances of you beatin me is more *SLIM* then skinny peoples real jean-size//

....then I got personal..

Stormy jus a slow-gay-rapper... that couldnt *win a match* if you spelled NO-WAY-backwards(ya won...lol)....
hazards?..
I'm Storm's fear~factor - like *anorexics on stairmasters* - ya need to stop~steppin
Ya odds~lessened, like *slutty leprechauns*, ya *luck's fucked~now*, this cat get
flipped *up~n~down* like stock~sessions*