Si-Borg vs Esca-Paid

[trap.]

05-01-2002

Si's Verse:
I murder "Esca paid" wit "Electric waves" to his "neck and face"
And hit him wit "pepper spray" til he's a "step away" from "death today"
I'll send a "bomb in the mail" wit the contents of "comets and shells"
"comment and yell" shit like "MAY OSAMA PREVAIL!!!"
I'm an "activist" "active in" actions of "rappin sick"
"detachin limbs" from this "rappas skin" to make his story "chapters end"
I AM six feet diggin deep through raw "flesh and bones"
rip through "necks and throats" til there's no tone like "disconnected phones"
HUH? Did you say somethin? I can't here you? I "must be deaf"
And sick cuz all I smell is "musty flesh"
I'll kill you and "bend your face" and leave you on the "interstate"
and come back and use your pelvis as a fragile "dinner plate"

Aiight I guess I'm done cuz class is out


Esca-Paid's Verse:

Mrs Si-Borg you don't have the balls to say that Im wack/
Like runaway slaves you have no breath and got stripps on you back/
this is the eternal survival and you ain't surviving/
you'se a mad bicth that need to suck just for reviving/
you sense of bitchness,madness how you can claim skillz/
when we know well you fake like backdoor deals/
give it up son you, your balls don't hang low enough/
go read a book or some other dumd stuff/