I'll leave you frozen when you see the size of the heat that i'm holdin,
17 shots through your halter top, gettin hit by the plastic gloc,
i'm quick to make your heart stop, i'll kill you while your parents watch,
leavin you in between a rock and a hard place,
jus cuz you gave my mouth a bad taste, i do wut it takes,
to try to make the most cake, you gonna try to stop me,
i'm hannibal lector i'm leavin wit your face!!!!!!!

deeni'n rhymes, cuz this fake ass gangsta thinks he packin a 9/
like walkin around with a flak jackets a crime/
cuz I bet everyone wants to shoot u blind/
not only wack ass rhymes, but this punk talkin bout bakin cakes/
I bet u use yo bf's cum for the icing to increase tha taste/
so stop frontin cuz u fake, don't be fooled by tha record/
cuz I'll shank ya and slice u across tha face/
with lyrical words, used to substitute for ma sword/
slash u up, till u tha size and as stiff of a 3 in a half inch board/

directed at deeni

While yall dudes be talkn' about who carries more heat/
I come with a big machetti like Jason Worhease/
Don't need to change my clips or fill up with ammunition/
Slice with precision, keep going with repitition/
I'm to hot for words, each line I spit is like lava/
I don't think gene pool can handle all the drama/
End up with head trauma from the impact of the hollows/
Do they call you gene pool because of all the semen that you swallowed?/

u won't be speakin so hot afta I break u down/
from inside I rip out ya body like a crazed clown/
spill out ur open wounds along with ur blood/
cuz that's where tha name Gene Pool comes from son/
and I'll mutate into ma normal self with a hatchet at hand/
turn to face u and stick it in ya head like a primitive caveman/

Its the gene pool, callin him self a lyricallly crazed clown//
Toss his rhymes in the water, they all seem to drown//
The outcome of ur battle is predictable within a blink//
cuz just like ur rhymes, your battles just seem to sink//
Very creative, starting a crew called Corrupted Visions//
Never had one of those, A team just for the winless//
HA HA....SUCKA
LaTeR

I'm gonna slay this EVIL_SOLO BECAUSE, he's a str8 up bitch/
nigga, you couln't come hard if, you took viagra for ya dick/
ya weak as shit, there's nothin thug about you/
niggas will have you bent, over in jail, yellin, 4 the C. O., to come and get, a homo thug, up out you/nigga, I'll "HOUSE YOU" like THE JUNGLE BROTHERS/you gonna fuck around and get your head buss like a rubber/

^black fire^
wow that verse was awfully weak, you got 'room' for improvment...but u can't move in till we meet/
luckily you havn't battled n e one on site, if this were in tha streets, with a verse lik that u prolly run from tha fight/
garenteed all L's, cuz wen all else fails you'll let vets beat you for negative attention lik sluts on E pillz//

you must be a newbie, hold his 'piece of mind' like confederate flags so you salute me//
you 'straight spitten' booty, like eating 'nuthing but-cheeks'//
take out tobacco, put your remains in a lucy//

if this guy think he could do better
i'd like to see him go out in his ladies sweater
and go ontop of the roof and dance in bad weather
people would watch anyway, i would, "you should let her."
this guy ain't gett'n even a quaint perspective
but I can't figure him out, I ain't a detective
i'll sit in the back a that semi
and make a little shak in the back to make it mine
that way when i'm ready to smack his kind
i'll take this pistol and pack it for the killing time

Yo yur whack same goes for yur NAME,
from what i see you aint gonna succeed in this rap GAME,
i'll give you advice stop SPITTEN,
before i spit all ova yur girls KITTEN,
of course he wouldnt care he likes little BOYZ,
Damn no wonder lokk where he's from.....but i'll still drop an ILLA NOISE(Illinois)

ur sayin his name wak ur probly poor not rich//
about as poor as a bitch-whore with no tits//
dog heres ur kibbles~n~bits,sittin on his//
as his grandma knits a sweater for gay pride//
so heres some advice, go put ur balls in a vice//
cuz u might as well give ur nuts away to the mice//
hes never gunna need them, im rollin dice, like a blunt//
fuckin with me is like fuckin loose cunt, i make this crunked//

Aimed @ 2rich (no beef just walked away from my machine for a minute..

It's 2-'Rich' who's Raps ~R~ 'Sweet' like ~A~ Punk-Bitch/
On the MIC he's just...'High' Pitch, He could suck Da shine off ~A~ ...Chrome Hitch/
He drops the Noise but he spits-'Dick' filled W/Poise when he Nut-Licks/

Under fire or down to the wire... I pull off 'Feats' like Grim Rep wit 'Sneaks' Pop off heat ~N~ Watch you count Dem Leaks/

Ya too Meak ~N~ Weak think of me when MRS. 'Brady' Speaks/
I'll send you the 'Bill" ~N~ end ya life in Shreks/ (Brady Bill, just think)

Embers spark dry brush to flame like the heat I spit W/Boiling Lryics that Mame/

While you remain the same, my style's ,HOT like 'Fire ~N~ Flame' Your style's NOT like 'Tired and Lame'/

Hey yo, take a look at dis wannabe ho'/

he think he can rhyme but it aint no betta than mine,
thats fine lemme ring tha chime its tha end of ya line//

His name is what his name is,
cause its the only thing that make him famis//

he lets other watch his dog bounce,
which doesnt even way an ounce,
watch out for 'dat squirrel it might pounce and ask for that one fluid ounce (cum juice)//

He says his style's hot, he gonna end up gettin shot,
i think it's time ta plan ya next plot, or else i be turnin your spot into a coin slot!//

K-Dubb's intelligence can be compared to a piece of wood/
stupidity at its finest, the dumb will never be understood/
i jacked ya bling bling n this fists comin at ya wit ur ring/
like a stranded human in the desert, ya spits contain nothing/
like a one way street ya skills only headin in one direction/
if u were goin up hill n its like ur motor is in disfunction/
ur skills like retarded kids, cuz both of em got down syndrome/
even if ur mind was put on a swing, a push wouldnt assist ur momentum/

man after readin this niggas verse-damn it im convenced
that he got his name-from his garbage freestyles,when ppl yell silentz

this cat is really BAD when he read this he'll be in envy
cause his record like wack wrestlers lost-0 1 2 3

shit after this verse ima smoke me a dubie
an hopefully-the next emcee will rip me