Richard Corey vs Lil Raskal

[trap.]

ame wit erected weapons~but lack the guns to fukk wit me~
even wit a team of contra's dic-showin (diction)backed by the TROJAN condom industry~
rap vet~u lack yet~we allowed u to think u were a HUNGER elite emcee~
u "strapped adolescent"~its forever present~ur attack is wit INFANT-ry~
deeply believin ur 'jigsaw puzzle of edward enigma' counts as an 'intricate piece'~
cmon bro~ud only 'spit wit intensity' buyin lotions to 'vaseline ya teeth'~
wit ur massive assembly of meaningless similies~ur idioms resemble commissary~
n my HUNGERs bout as potent as malnourished africans smokin pots of mary~
scary TWIN 'busts heads' wit the 'grimiest flows'~to wipe away ur oxy... moron~
mr diction insignificant~u couldnt spit venomous wit immense toxins poured on~
steppin underground~no u just floor scum~poor bum~thought he was an 'old chum'~
'counterd' his contradiction~grimy til the 'kitchen' heat disinfectd this soap scum~
ill choke lungs n bend ur tongue til ur crookd 'bering'(bearing) can see 'strait'~
ludacris to think u can 'cover' my ground 'rollin' wit penny flows~u 'cheap skate'~
son aint off the hook~if u coppd a look~on books named 'how to release bait'~
like satan hopin emmanual will forgive em~u r stupid if u tryin to 'keep faith'~
ill break the 'base' of ur hardest mental state~imposin flows thats 'acidic' soluble~
til u'feel' my 'keys' as knowledgeable~ill digest ur nerve 'organs' mlecule by molecule~
n rush through ur plans of defending me wit volatile audibles~im insolvable~
wit united ways 'helpin hands' to ur concert~ur cause couldnt be applaudable~
Terrors intolerable~ ill bring heat to ur follicles~through telekinetic channels~
n melt ur most solid flows~the aftermath of infernos to candles over anvils~
its apparent beatin u is an 'open n shut' case~like flippin kitchen cupboard panels~
n u tryin to handle me is like parapalegics 'sensory recognizing the tangibles'~
must be a 'cannibal parttime'~or ur 'mandibles on strike'~ur HUNGERs suspect~
more then dreaded blacks in suburbs or an OJ simpson glove check~
probly bring mor 'pain to my ears' n audio then a mike tyson bicuspid~
thinkin he a 'ruffryder' cuz dic endured a 'bumpy ride on a school bus trip'~
trust that u could plant C4 to hospital records n couldnt 'blow the charts'~
and you bein 'on point'~thats as shaky as 'parkinson victims throwin darts'~



Richard Corey:


yo,
yo,

I'm in-GRAINed with a need for violence so I reluctantly, BUCK at WHEAT
while I'm a "lil' rusty", ya'll raskals wouldn't wanna get "stuck with me"
in a dark alley way, my mentality sprays with acidic caligraphy
admit it, the verse wasn't meant for me, you didn't even mention me!

yo, yo, I have to speak on this in the name of all us tired text rhymers
who have to indure these brest and vagina hiders, nothin' but text whiners!!
Who scream I'm slept on, but prewrite verses for important persons
cause they nervous that our words will reach through modems and breech their nervous
system with venom, I tie lil' raskals to the back of speeding hearses
drag them slowly like a moving funeral service and give them to screaming nurses

If you're gonna prewrite, say so in the beginning, otherwise it's sinning
under disguise I'm slitting Spanky's throat while the other guys are shitting
Lil' Raskal, I doubt that verse was entirely yours, my empire rivals the moors
when I set fire to floors and stories, Corey is your SIRE AND LORD!!

You're wack, I don't even know why I'm botherin' to front a tactical attack
I caught you in the act of fronting, snatchin' your stomach till your back collapsed
Ripped your vital organs outta your nose without exposin' your inner fears
Of Richard Corey pourin' hot oils in the coils of your inner ears

Groundin' armies to dust, bust through "frontin' lines" surroundin' and poundin' through
I graduated from Ronald McDonald school, with a degree in "Clownin' U."
You suck horribly, and if you think that this is me really attacking your verses
Cause I'm like DeeJay's with weak hands, I"m only "scratching the surface"!!


...yeah!!