u know strata usually when u diss someone u aim it at them
and stratta g may i say
WHAT THE FUK WAS THAT HAHAHHAHAH
ight 6th sense lets get it crackin
mc kingz it was just gonna be u and king jay,
but u had to run yo mouth, and its pitiful i must say,
if u sold yo ryhmes fool u know u wouldnt get paid,
man think of this like a chess game, u know u should of stayed,
this crew will eat u up and spit out yo bones,
he wishin he had enough fame to say his over like mik jones,
u had to step into the kingz territory,
sayin he tough, how he in da club sippin bacardi,
im feelin cofedent to say anything to u,
cause yous fool, and thats the truth
well he's basically dead now but one more freestyle shouldn't hurt
yea man u gotta do it quik finish him
here u go mckings
you about to get run over if you want luck go find a four leaf clover/we shootin people up here there you bitches are playin red rover/before you spit your first lines dude ur career was over/this is rap battling not name calling clown/your career is like London Bridge cuz it's falling down/if you a king man you already in checkmate/you probablly talk to your friends sayin watch me get wrecked mate/go sip some tea while havin some crumpets/kingjay the only real king so you betta blow your trumpets/keep runnin your mouth and i'll put you in a coffin/at your funeral even your own family will be scoffiin/6th sense mercd you to cuz his ryhmes are fresher than subway/maybe if you get good you can get to my level of skill someday/kid just cuz you from england don't think you james bond/now go find your prince charmin floatin in a lillie pond/you wanna mess wit my crew then we gonna have to call the coroner/when you rap for your mom kid i gotta say you borin her/i'll have the police draw your chalk outline on the ground/i aint talkin bout switchin cash when i say i gave your mom a dolla and she gave me a pound/you gay a wack ass rapper comin from the u.k to try your hand in rap/well rap over here in the u.s is different than over there so get a map/you aint a king you a joke you aint got nothing stuck in your throat but we all know you gonna choke/i'll put you on ice like your a figure skater/i can't understand you so lemme get a u.k to english translator/think you can spit cuz you from the place with shakespeare/well there's a point now that i gotta make clear/you don't belong here so open your ear and realize that in rap there's no place for a queer/don't make me put you in the hospital your mom waitin in the lobbie/this aint a hobbie so i'll have you runnin away like you just saw a bobbie/so give me your best shot and i'm talkin bout on the mic cuz i know you aint packin heat/i'll be waitin on the street to beat you and put marks on you like you just got stomped with cleats/this battle was over before my first bar was written/all i gotta say now is **** great britian
Damn we all ripped him,
That wuz Ill Kwik
your **** was hot 2 kingjay u 2 6th sense
yea but it was locked for like 2 hours
yo quik u like the money
i think its tight
yeah the money thing is hot
what u think about my spit 2 mckings?
yo u know how to tell whose on right?
when u go to forums go to the very bottom it will say names at the bottom
u may see yo friends u might not
