Killa Kami vs Allen Knight

[trap.]

Allen Knight

lay off the sauce u alcky, u stepped into death, ur thinkin wit a gone head
an ur obv way to drunk cuz if u knew wats right...u def posted in the wrong thread
im sendin murderous keys that are higher bitch, ur droppin nothin fire kid
ur life in this battle is more short lived than knuckleheads fucking retirement
mags in the hood err day, i'll send my lil nigga to ko son eight ways
on the real you aint street fam....you'll just be layed the fuck out in one by ray j
right hooks im sendin u queer, i'll leave this fake dude spilt in here
ur face reminds me of beer foam...jus acouple of taps will make you disappear
ur a drug'd out has been an it aint mean man, this shit is heavy see fag
u were relavent once but now ur washed up enough to be on celebrity rehab

Killa Kami


this fag's dumb, he's Bags' son..not the Destro. the mad one..
..he changed Lifestyles when Bags plunge'd & left 'Mag num(b)'.
this chicken knows, i'm gettin doe, so it was easy to hit his hoe.
i've been in ur shoes before..my feet were cold on ur kitchen flo'.
all his concepts stink, & mine scare him; why's he think he near me?
i think he fears me, cause i'll eviscerate anyone of his reakin theoryz.
u prepare for this giant & Chyeahhh'll identify this clown's corpse.
cause even if u think n 'plan it'...against me ur just a brown dwarf.
i got a bitch that does voodoo, no need to lean or kill him ya'll..
cause she'll make mags' center fold whenever she pin-up dolls.

Winner: Killa Kami