Knowledge vs Jeeps

[trap.]

12-11-2001



Knowledge's verse:

Outcasted by phantasms, brandished by a simple thesis, they told you could deceive and be-tre but youdon't resemble Jesus/
But the task eases, Knowledge really end lifes ya'll niggas don't know what beef is, rippin philosophical gays in peices, Knowledge is the illest you'll here St.'s rePete-ing, leavin Jeeps with shamed diseases cause he bit off the other Twin a-llegiance/
Doggy paddlin from the back, bustin nuts in the ocean when I'm fuckin swimmin, crushin visions like glaucoma's my one religion/
Ill and wak, Knowledge and Jeeps, gotta love the difference, only way his intellects over mind is when I uppercut his chin in/
Our second battle, didn't learn the first time? I bust persistence, death lives in the after-math this nigga must lust detention/
Deep in Jeeps anatomy, with this much incision, got me close to calculatin another genetic invention, switchin this kids morals so no longer are his orals bitten/
Leadin the originality revolution, internal bleedin causin IRS to spit red in mucas, got ****** duckin me like lead is shootin.
Knowledge the destined nuesence, drop a clever rubrix, you cubed niggas stupid, with only 2 colors you'll neva do it/
Leave IRS with wrecked acoustics, got his brain spinnin so fast he can't even catch confusion/

Jeeps' verse:

***Hotness***

Gettin back to the beating...to have this faggot retreating/
Now you 'feelin the pressure mount' like...mattress in precincts/
I bash then your bleeding...face dripping in plasma/
Face it, Knowledge you have no business as a rapper/
Jeeps metaphors and adverbs gorge and bore through Know's tissue/
and like aggressive paperboys...Jeeps just 'forcing the issue'/
With the amount of times my boys kill you,
You'd think you'd learn about PP!!...Knowledge earning respect's.../
like deaf reclusives... 'I havent heard of it yet'/
Knowledge you get burned with the text...as I split these nerds from the flesh/
you regret it like brawny pigs...'It just hurts to be best"/
The jerking of necks...Is just your head from fist rocking/
I spit so LIVE...you'd think I kissed sockets/
Electrical...I'm prone to strip Knowledges intestinals/
I batter up like teeballs...you'll get hit from high pedestals/
I'm requirng...that I be challenged by some liver men/
either way you're meeting the Eve of Destruction....like Adams environment........

style switch....

"Jeeps' rolls with henchmen that'll switch heads...
While these wannabe be thugs is 24/7 bitch kids"

Knowledge you lack in sense, an can't even understand rhyme structures
Damn this kid is mentally slow... even his mind stutters
My shine'll blind others, an you know I'm toppin your prose
You must be a fake Kleenex, cause yo words don't soften the blows
Jeeps be droppin these hoes... why even step to the best?
I know Knowledge is a Dr.Dolittle the way he pretends he's a vet
Puttin an end to the next post, seems your daunted to spark
You are a fat jogger in Manhattan, just a walk in the park