The Butler vs Jay aka Glacius
 

06-15-2004

Glacuis

Shit..you smashin my name..right after the flame..
You gotta compress ya whole style for you to master the game..
pipes shout lights out..if you take mine bastids..
I pull ya skin from ya spine like you hang glide backwids..
Cant match this..my tactics missin i killed this..
You a gangsta..shit you punishment for listenin to will smith..
you dumb sweet you lunch meat..ground beef if i bust ya able..
Battlin..ha..need to be cleanin or go dust a table..
cuss nobody feelin ya wack style..yeah i said right..
College grad..you prolly fag ya lifes on this web site..
now thats pitiful..you bitch i take ya barbie yo..
Yeha he nice in text..but this fucka couldnt make a decent audio..
Ya sorry ho..ya hopeless this mens finished..
I ripped you and fam i only wrote this in ten minutes..

thats enough
its bullshit but hey


The Butler

busy.. so i'll beat u in 8..

wow.. think i remember this trick
last time i ran into you, i crashlanded into my dick..
it's a new era 'n ur so weak that it's funny
now ur such a poor sap, u try deebo'n trees for they money
eat my nuts bitchass, i cycle thru led..
consider my shells a fee.. 'n i'ma put the price on ya head
when u leave nigga ya wig'll be open..
need to polish up ya shit so bad..here's plane tickets to poland

fuckit