[trap.]

06-03-2002

2ill:

it's ma souls endeavour to pull the lever on this wack~cat/
i'd be suprised if you get one vote in the rap~batt/(battle)
u non-spellin bastard ur word play is forced/
u'll be the next rap cat dead in the sorce/
my rhymes will eat you like the hanible/
can't hand-le ma shit like a plumber wit missin mandibles/
i'm a lyrical reptile burn you and then send you to exile/
hurtin niggaz from a different perspective when i wreck shit/
you bitch niggaz in the jail callin you my-ho/
drench ya close so you burn slow like blunt of hy-dro///
HOLLA

9/11:

4rill, im bombin first
ur 2 ill cuz u let fags fondle ur ass wit thermometers
well Dr 'Tembers in, sorry theres no cure for bein a simpleton or commoner
when i hit u in tha face wit these bars, ull see stars like an astronomer
cuz im that battle rap master who rattles wack bastards
ur names 4rill but it should be SSA....cuz ur ass backwards
mad lafter i had after i read ur piece of trash verse
when i pass words, nouns & adverbs, watch 4rill make like Casper