Mike V vs Glade

[trap.]

02-12-2003

kae wayne

like writin wit retarted pens mike seems to be slow in text/
or losin passports in western europe, i keep this ho Czeck/
MikeV, aint seen anything as wack since your weak phrase/
so mind ya business, before I lock ya head in a briefcase/
not to start a speculation, but this is what frustration does/
mike I won't just shoot ya, I'll make your flesh cover the slugs/
in any instance I might just laugh right after I slice yo ass/
battlin me was a crazy road to take, damn what a phyco path/
you'll defy gravity's laws when I knock you through five walls/
and make you trip more than the blind chasing their seeing eye dog/
when it comes to wackness, the worse is what you probably are/
witness you getting tossed like plastic balls in lottery jars/
basically, it was a waste in the first place to actually kill fools/
i ain't got shit to confess to, if it's a sin to eventually feel you/
make mikes face discover the ground, to let him say he found land/
and i always keep the mike in check, like a sound man/


mike v

Blast this fag, my spit makin him gag, he gonna choke
He relies on hope, after he sees my verse hell delete his post
You dope?? Please you counldnt get ill with medical ADE
Break rage, ya punches plain, with lyrics played ya-newly-maid
Im outta ya range, ya like my furniture, you come lay-z-boy
Commin so damn retarded, no wonder the call u the crazy-toy
my fist the decoy, you cant resist, the way my punches hit
ya need a nose bleed to spit, and when it comes out its like shit
kid thought he was suppose to get lost on a blind date
being that fuckin stupid, how to u plan to elevate
he juss likes water waves, im a surfer rippin his curls...
repeatin the same shit over and over its like im battle against my girl...
ya needa word on ya flow cuz half of it are forced lines...
they dont rhyme, ya only bomb, cuz u hunt for mines...
Ill fuck him up with my lines, hell finally get his nose to bleed
try to sneeze, ya couldn't beat me if ya had a chance to feed