[trap.]

12-13-2001


===========(ROUND 1)==========

Phearce:

like a horse from troy i use hidden meanings to destroy/
im malicious like manson and helter skelter, no bomb shelter will help when verbs deploy/
like acid rain i drain yo brain as my metaphors precipitate, astronaughts cant see me elevate/
i deteriorate ya reflexes wit mind pollution like texas, in a confused state you hesitiate/
not even bob marley can help you get up and stand up when your legs are broken/
bones snap as i rap like tedious spinal taps, your veribre is in dissaray with tha words ive spoken/

Wiseguy:

WiseGuy don't hesitate to destroy garbage emcee like furnace I'm earnest to incinerate/
I'm ahead of your time like ya mama couldnt reach my level is ya dali lama an levitate/
You feather weight my words are heavy stay fresh when I spit listerine I burn ta clean/
Dis cat couldn't hit me wit his weak punches below da belt or deal wit shit if he was spleen/
I'm to mean crush words together I drop a dear john letter ya dissappear like silent vowel/
Phearce is boring night time snoring ya couldn't flip heads if ya crowd was nothing but owl/

===========(ROUND 2)=============

Phearce:

wiseguy tries to 'draw' a conclusion but stoped by confusion when i put 'erasers' in his head/
at tha speeds im traveling Phearce pierces ears like lobe javeling, im quickly 'unraveling' this battle 'thread'/
Even if i put a picture of you on my cieling i still wouldnt care if u tha 'top poster/
my flow floods while yours only trickles, you could spit pickles but still wouldnt be kosher/
like tha victim of a senator your body's perimiter will be covered by chalk, you couldnt think 'outside tha box' if u had cable/
your bladder starts to leak as you wilt and grow weak, need a 'Cain'? too bad, im 'Able'/


Wiseguy:

My height speeds of acceleration causes devastation to ta treadmill emcees phearce velocity/
Rip off ya skin then begin to ta ya tendon rap it around ya neck to leave ya hangin as a atrocity/
Let me analyze phearce as a competitor his endeavore to be a super hero really a zero who fantasize/
Ya really not that good like fast food resterants commercial you claim skillz for real you false advertise/
Cause you verse is waterdown like pullulated like th ozone layer carbon has prevent you ta air pure/
You couldn't defeat me like you lack t cell anti body my sickness is unmatch like aids I aint got a cure/

=========(ROUND 3)==========

Phearce:

im switchin styles like wiseguy's gender, on his school test when it said 'sex' he didnt know which box to check/
i liquify his brain likea cranial blender, yo only spit fender benders while im like train wrecks/
yo spit so much derogitory dialect you need to talk to arethra about respect/
your illness is a fable, you spinnin like belt-drive while im always direct/
your left mind-less as i repress ya thought process/
Wiseguy is actually a 'V'ery 'I'gnorant 'P'erson but still dont get 'full acess'/

Wiseguy:

In dis battle you out of place a disgrace to race of or breed like penguin that preceed ta not swim/
You can enlighten crowds like crowds ya lack the power like a brown out ya ideas appear dim/
You know more shit then me depends if you decrepit ass is potty trained an don't chang yo depends/
If you thought phearce verse looked good ya near sited cause he bends mens use pens ta trend blends/
I flow on like river fluid motion like arrow out of quiver you quiver in fear an emotion make motion hault/
You couldn't have a dangerous lines ta shake minds or quake mines if ya verse contained san adres fault/

=========(ROUND 4)======

Phearce:

damn wiseguy is gettin pissed cus im likea snail and he wants me to hurry/
you couldnt make 'ice scream' if you toured with n'sync under tha name 'MC flurry'/
like david 'cop-a-field' ya verse is all tricks, ya grab whatevers in ya bag/
i contort ya face like jet-lag, ya skin seperates from tha bones so ya expressions sag/
i contaminate ya blood-stream by impailing your spleen wit a rusty nail/
you try to spit wit 'black-power' but ay jus weak and pale/

Wiseguy:

You would ever see phat even if ya pupils were dilated or get red if you skin was irritated/
lack of technique ya eaten pussy couldnt fuck me up ya little weapory aint to compensated/
Humiliated cause your could roc any fellas though ya gay and zealous while you depress or bleek/
Ya couldn't hit high even though ya ran fast from wise guy and shatter glasses wit ya bitch ass shriek/
When you cop a mic is like hostage situation none really wanted ta go wit you so ya have da crowd freeze/
Stay off ya need cause when you spit ya suck while I get victories you almost see them as dey tease/