[trap.]

12-07-2001

Bbig/gibb spit-

I deplete ya speech of its vowels and u still spit “in~con~stan~ant”(in~con~sis~tent)/
Opened ya mouth and poured my shit down ya throat- now you’re my pot~to~shit~in/
While yo “joints reflect stiff" and catz claim ya been ripped ya “tend-ta-deny-this”(tendentious)/


Never abuse tha keys while this kid attempts cracks~at~illness/
call me drugs cuz this colombi(a)n(e) spitz “kills kids”/
“tax” ya back wit tha “in~come” from tha urethra of an elephant/
punches wouldn’t “stand out” if ya typed um in “benevolent”/
makin 7 jokes while clownin indian cheifs, im “mockin-sins”/(mochisan)
throw abdominal punches still no creatin “knock out “win(d)s”/
im hell sent, for missions to destroy all “weak emcees who smoke “stressed” hemp/
deny tha truth about “voters claims of bbig/gibb molestin him”/
“amputate ya legs set ya on ya stumps can u “stand up to gibb”?/
or is it that im jus so ill u caught a sudden case of “I gotta go” again?/

mystify tha mind wit lyrics to complex for rubix cube inventors/
sign up for membership at tha school of “ive been served by bbig/gibb”men-tores………..



Jeeps spitz-

I speak my mind freely...never "bite the tongue"/
Smite the dumb when my sword is even slightly swung/
GGIB your fight is young..amateurs get sent into hysteria/
I'd say shorten your lines, but you gotta compensate for other areas/
I guess I'm not hearin' ya..you wanna fuck with Jeeps?/
I'll expose that you suck like whores working publicly/
Try your luck with me..you're guaranteed to feel pain/
Only time you're "hot" is when you add a "t" to your real name/
As I "unreel" flames, you claim my raps are not authentic/
Saying you can save hiphop from death but you just a false clinic/
As I emboss, women like you get tossed..bbig/gibb don't got the weight/
Got you squeezing oranges by hand just to try an "concentrate"/
You must've forgot that Jeeps never fails to leave MCs backless/
You're right, I don't blaze tracks...thats because J be matchless/
Leave gibb past-tense..like shy dudes talking in front of an audience/
Gibb is coming out of the closet like togas when frat guys go out partying/
Cats always faultering when going toe to toe cause i gots H-E to the ART/
You get blown apart when I go to conquer you, styles like Napoloen Bonapart/
I'm prone to scar..considering who your dad is your only half wack/
Snuffing you in the jaw when you said "hit me"..I forgot it was black jack/
I slap rappers like an angry customer at gift wrapping stations/
bbig/gibb you need a helping hand to cum good...but fuck masterbation.......