[trap.]

Battle: G-Force vs Killa Soul
Round: 1
Winner: G-Force
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G-Force

Ding, Ding, Round 1 Ready or Not here I come
Like Van Damme U got Nowhere to Run
Your out of your league so i send ya down to tha Minor's
Catcha killaSOLE and cook you up like Captain Highliner
Step 2 ya girl, Wine and Dine her Take her home and Tag Team tha bitch
like the STEINER'S
I'll castrate U and leave ya headless like tha horsemen
It'z GAME OVER, I terminate ya life like an abortion
I'm scorchin' hot, lightin' shyt up like AUROREA BOREALIS
Leavin' you all Fucked up like DEBBIE DOES DALLAS
Your game is weak, i'm all ova u like a rash
The Nutty Professor breakin' my foot off in your ass
Throw U out like Trash in tha dumpster
"U ain't a killer" didn't u hear Big Punisher

Killasoul; U SOULED OUT like pay perview
I thought ya knew....Murder ya crew, in more wayz than the boardgame
CLUE
Your out of your jurisdiction, U have no authority
Tha Madd Dawg entaz ya terf to mark my territory
Piss all ova u like a Fire hydrant Get more HO, Ho, Hoes than the Jolly
Green Giant
Chew U up and spit U out like Trident cuz U ain't got no flaver Ya
bitin' shyt like Vampires so I slay ya..like Buffy.....Got my laser
focused on ya domepiece ....You got no Skills plus ya rhymin' and flows
weak
I can't be beat....I'm at my PEAK like DANTE's......U try to haunt me
like Casper.....you're sure to lose like the Raptors.....
You getz captured..... by tha Dungeon Master,
Carotid artery slasher, Skull basher, Killasoul trasher
Bringin' disaster like the Dukes of Hazard
U get plastered...from every angle
U hold a cordless mic but still get tangled

I'm amazin'.....Not Friday the 13th but KILLin' more SOULZ than Jason
While your out playin, I'm controllin' your Bitch like Claymation
Tha Madd Dawg (M.D.) declares your rhymes Dead ON Arrival
Gett off the PMS tip Beatch and take ya MYTOL
Plus some Nytol so you can get some ZZZZ for your tired rhymes
You flappin' your lipz but ain't sayin' nuttin' like mimes I heard your
SOULZ-4-DEAL like clearance sales at Foot Locker
Your rhymes don't qualify like Canada for World Cup Soccer.
G Force a.k.a. Tha Madd Dawg


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Killa Soul

G FORCE, a.k.a. MADD DAWG/
you best turn off your brights or your gonna miss me in the fog/
i've forgotten more then you've learned/
given away more than you've earned/
so you better hop off them coals or your gonna get burned/
now absorb what i say, and get down and pray/
or your clan ain't gone hear from ya till around mid May/
Ill beat you down to your knees/
grab your neck and squeeze/
until theirs no life left/
your lifeless, your mikeless/
i give you a good nights rest/
i break your biceps, and triceps, thighs and necks/
breast area is the best area/
before i bury ya, i make sure you neva eva eva eva try that shit no
more/ your ambitions, put ya in the fucked up condition/
leave ya with ya own conviction/
shit was non fiction, now YOU in a state of fiction/
make you beg for mercy if you ever approach me/ ill blow your head off,
when i talk/
chop off ya arms and bash ya head in/
you know where this shit is headed/ for a dead end/
stop your sweating/
like Otis Redding/
got your pants wetting/
snuck up on you at your wedding/
at your honeymoon, turn that shit into doom/
set fire to your Ritz hotel room/
now you've heard my poetry, and hopefully recognized/
that killasoul will never step down, take word from the wise