Phearce vs Illegal

[trap.]

01-12-2002

Illegal spit:

NEVA rest From Battling~I'm a soilder On the battle field your all my eninimes/
Step back and open fire~with one disere~to elimate Wack emcees/
Phearce who are you? Other kid trying to make his claim to fame/
But with your lame sytle of writing~`Even to Greencardless your a shame`//
Keep invoking the Battle masta~Your just sure to get slain/
Your just too slow to catch on to Rhyming~If i had a intellectal Talk wit you I'll destroy your whole mind Frame/
I spit so fast~ Your over b-4 you can produce 1 of your "spits"/
You couldn't get ill even if you were infected with ebola~I got to much compelxity for your simple rhymes~your punches never "hits/
Even if guided by sonar~you still couldn't "Home-In" /( find Me)
With such wackness~No wonder you could never win/
Phearce? I wreakin down your defense andgot words so sharp they pearce rite through you/
You could spit a million Lines~and still Couldn't beat my first three~your just to see-through/
I can See rite past you~predict your every action~like I'm the controller of your fate/
Everyone can beat you~Your just a dying memory~It's time to end this~To beat me is impossible~to beat you now that's a normal" Trait"/(human Trait)



Phearce spit:

Illegal wants to battle? make likea chiropractor and give me a break!/
his words flown through chips of 'silicon'! no wonder it's 'fake'!/
even if he 'burned' my mind, he cant 'match' my intuition/
jus how sickly i get says how quickly i split his brain wit spit like mental fission/
its my mission to aprehend this 'illegal' cat and lay lyrical justice/
i emit spits that be emaculate while he's just inacurate, any punch is a must-miss/
my verbs generate heat so i incenerate cats to defeat and leave em smokin in tha street/
my lines are likea spoken-treat so if im fiendin candy i just spit its just as sweet/
Ill? i cant belive u got tha Gal to claim this, are you shameless?/
this kid must be brain-less if he thouhgt battlin me would be pain-less/
this kid could only get a 'win' is if he copied bill gates and removed tha 'dos'/
ya tried to bite my spits but ya dome split and ya computer froze/
once ya challenge be ya seal ya fate like usin yaself as shark bait/
fearing my name he hid behind a P(pea) so i jabbed wit my knife, ran for his life but jus fell off my dinner plate/