Lyrical-Murder Vs. Ja'e Roc
 

Battle.

I'ma start this shit and get you actin' like you nervous and wanna quit/ you think you got in a crew but really tha only member is you/ why you joinin this shit, rap don't look like ur game, can you really rhyme or u just wanna play/ i'll blow my rhymes up in ur face like you wish you never joined this place/ i'll fuck your mic up like my shit is on fire/ i'll pull out tha top and set alight to the wire/ you just makin' headaches nd now everyone gotta take a pill/ you can't holla back 'coz my rhyme is too contagious, it's ill.

how ya get to be a lyrical murdera, dawg I never even heard of ya, 0-0 who ya murder, this newby i'm bout to serve ya,
raw i get tossed up, just like the sea shore,
your sh*t's all washed up, see I be that top dawg,
leave you lost up in that london fog,
come wit the hard core, reach thru your earsphones an tap that jaw, this south paw, switch up, your londen ass bitch,
end up stitched up, bloody body bag zipped up,
plain an simple, your rap game straight s*ck,
so get off the d*ck, an don't even try to anwser this.