Killa bee u cant step ta me
ur ryhmes r nursery
ur like like big L on that show w/ Ice T
niggas fear me
they know i roll 50 deep
i got u bitches suckin like u vacumin 4 company
There aint no stoppin me
cuz
I flow so hard itll make ya sea sick
My ryhme game so hardcore u gotta peep this
I figured out ya criptonight
I do not have a weakness
im always on this g ****
ull neva b like me kid
cuz ull never b hybrid
and no one will deny it
killa bee will neva spit
damn im good and proud of it
I float like a butterfly
**** killa bee
This nigga will never b as great as me
Hyrbrid, I shudder at the thought of what sort of damage Killa Bee is going to inflict upon you when he reads your words.
You're goin' down, bitch.
gus, I think you hang out in here so you can call someone, "bitch" and get away with it.
Please, J_B..... we're trying to rap.
i think jpb is a veteran member
with alzymers who doesnt remember
that old cars get sold dismembered
or even crushed
steal the soul of this heathen rushed
in the primordiol mush
so if you wanna beef with gusta hush
theprofessor knows me so well!!!!
Thanks for watchin' my back, professor. I owe you.
Yea i side w/ jb cuz gus wouldnt sday **** 2 my face n i put money on killa bee not beatin me and gus id win against u 2
what it do
this is betray
and i about to make you read braille
light da ass on fire like busta and pharell
you know the deal
you get the picture
i know you can't take it
but you know i going dish it
can't stand my heat get the **** out the kitchen
stop argue, stop whinin, stop bitchin
see yo rhymes is not authnetic
my rhymes are so cool it leave you guys mints
get award and leave you unmention
He doesnt want to battle me
He's been sittin on his couch since 3
Wrightin down stuff like he was a g
but the truth is he aint no mc
mcee fya
what good let battle you see the rhyme at top what you got cause you the only one on here not scared so
LET GO
I roll 50 deep n i dont give a ****
its the boyz from o.s.d yea playa thats wuts up
when i come through n spray fake niggas betta duck
when i c ur ass 2day we gonna haf ta knuckle up
Let's get to the point cuz this is a test friend
real killas live on the west end
i might b ur best friend
but till then ima blow ur chest in
keep talkin **** a box is wut u gonna rest in
ill rip u so bad everyone will remember me
if u dnt beleive me ill leave ur mind with a memory
Yo yo listen up the name is Lyrical X-C
Ill be ******* you up like the greatest mc
So what it is what it do
I was ready in 91 born in 92
So prepare yourself this is a rap battle
So when I drop some deep **** don't go tattle
Oh mummy he said something bad
**** fred kill that lil bitch dead
My lyrical lines got me this fame
you shudda thought twice before stepin in this rap game
if you drop a hot one that will be the day
i have a better chance gettin a record deal with dre
oh and by the way color has nuthin to do with rap
but for you it does cuz ur white ass writes nuthin but crap
when im finished i'll leave you busted and claimed
bought sold, then recycled, shot, killed, missed the life cycle
Listen everybody this bitch aint an artist
He should be locked in a mental home cos hes a retardist
go ahead try to come back at me
ill smoke you in a matter of 1,2,3
yo talking all about your crews
well yall broke ass should read the news
your boys from 91st street
I taught them the ******* technique
I told it to them just like fat joe
You gotta lean back when ur fuckin anothas ho
Oh wait scratch that ur dicks too small
Only lean back you be doing is to piss on the wall
So to all of you thinking you can touch me
Get it out ur head im the best MC L. X-C
We can call you lil mc wannabe
Trying to reach me
Im like kobe and M.J. changed my number so im one up on you
Now I aint saying M.J. cant ball cuz that aint true
Im saying ima smoke you sons
Ill be dunkin on you in my jordan xxi's
So ima give you the mic cuz this **** is done
Here pretends its ur dads **** have some fun
These bars are malicous source code like viruses, so you better hit system restore,
Or I'm a jump thru ya screen and smash ya ugly deformed face into the keyboard,
L-XC couldn't drop decent bars if he was workin in tha steel industry,
Your a no-talent MC, I hope your listenin to me,
New kids poppin **** get their a*sshole ripped like they was bein babysitted by michael jackson,
Now You don't wanna see ya mother crying on CNN, After you've been kidnapped son,
You're bars aint real, they like reading fairytales
About a pussy that tries to be gangsta, but blatently fails,
That verse was so full of **** it gave me skid marks across my eyes,
L-XC you aint even an MC so why start tellin lies,
My guns are gonna be holdin a meetin with ya face,
With regards to gettin blooded and buried without a trace,
I'm reminiscing terrorism, the ninth month and the day numbered eleven,
Disintegrating ya face like im smashing it with a 'Boeing-747'.
Hybrid wrote:Yea i side w/ jb cuz gus wouldnt sday **** 2 my face n i put money on killa bee not beatin me and gus id win against u 2
You might as well just as stuck a knife in my heart, Hybrid. Your words had that sort of effect on me.
I'm hurting, man.
ahhhh, come on over here. Let me make it all better <smooch>
