ShatteredDreams vs Tha Pastor

[trap.]

02-19-2002


ShatteredDreams' verse:

yo,
yo,

You've just entered my viscious rhyme epicenter, your death is forthcoming/
Start running, cause im moving in fast, Can you here the .44's humming?/
Can you Sonny?, I told you to Liston, but now your get Bruce Lee'd like Brisk/
And hit by these quick moving fists, just quit, and give up before you get split/
Shit!, Now i got blood on shirt, I thought death would ease the pain, but im just going more berserk/
Killin you first, your little girl second, And your darling wife third/
My thirst,... is for blood, and i aint gonna stop till-your-hurt/
And in a box covered-with-dirt, with people standing around mourning you, right infront-of-your-church/
I told you to watch the words you blurt, cause they may cause something bad to happen/
Kid, You'll never make it rappin, your living in the Past-WHORE, so just quit with the R.ecycled Y.appin/



Tha Pastor's sermon:

ShatteredDreams, I'm knockin ya 'back'wards as if I smashed-ya-spleen
Look son, ya gettin ya blood everywhere, after you said to keep this battle-clean!!
Like DMX, you've come into hip hop and all you've achieved is 'Great Depression'
Ya punches are makin more of a contradiction than one of Satan's blessings
With masturbation techniques, even on your own you still couldn't win (masturbation = beatin yourself)
'Engaged' in battle, now ShatteredDreams is 'committed' to suffer'ring'
Ya sittin pretty, lookin for compliments cos even one vote would flatter you
This could be your time, and I'd still be beatin you if i was on sabbatical
Stonin you on your street corner, to make you feel at home so you can 'Picture Rocks' (Check his location)
ShatteredDreams came with everythin he had, but still only came equipped for loss

peace