Jeeps vs Da Storm aka Scientz

[trap.]

01-06-2002

Da Storm's verse:

Text skills is sick~contageious spits~no vaccination for this germ/
Toxic spits is "burnin heads" like little girls gettin they "first perm"/


Jeeps couldnt spit "hot lines" on "tapped phones" can we get a replacement/
Veteran what? yall pump his head up only thing "special" bout dude is his "education"/
Does he know who he facin~you think u gon win~Jeeps it's time we face the facts/
"Runnin tha hundred" on a "sunny day" is the only way he could "shine" on "tracks"/
I break backs~and rupture spleens~of homo kids who try to be mean/
No he can no longer distribute "bars" like "broken vending machines"/
My style cant be seen~wonder why i aint scared of this clown~i lack fear/
And cause im "baggin" up all competition like "grocery store cashiers"/
I hate queers~this kids a homo nothin but cock in his face he see/
Play thug but on the low he "wear" more "stockings" than a "Christmas Tree"/
Jeeps envy me~ cause my careers goin forward~ while he stays on pause/
****** thought i "hated sharks" the way my verses be "droppin jaws"/
No need for gauze~Jeeps has been severly beatin in battle~i put him to rest children/
Cause battlin Storm he "screwed up" like fuckin on top of "buildings"/


Jeeps verse:

My writtens SHINE, how many times have you tried to win but lacked~
Its a fact, i know the Storm in real life and he’s just as wack~

He cant rip, cant kick, and bitch surely cant spit~
Da Storm's like a crash test dummy, he can only accept damage~
I planned this, and now on his mind i’ll go rampit~
If Da's not a fag, then why are all his clothes amethist?~
And at the end of this, i’d take the doctors regiment~
cause my hits will still hurt no matter how large the seditive~
This vet to intermediate, i abuse while repeatedly beatin kids~ Da Storm speachless? Well he only speakin on how his life is meaning-less~
And if you so observant, why aint you seeing this~
How many times have you lost, arn’t you tired of gettin defeated bitch?~
You need tah switch? Ya your that bad, trust me, this a sure win~
your a push over, a pussy, soft like “entiments”~
And Da you couldnt bust CAPS if you punched ya keyboard~
And with the speed of my Jeep see how easily you’ll be destroyed~

**When these be deployed, the heat’ll breach ya girder~
~SORRY I CANT STOP......I'M ADDICTED TO THESE~
pre-mediatated, dismissive and down right blatent murders~**