Myself VS TAD LUCKY
 

no crew votes
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10 bars...
first to 5
3-0 is k.o.

WE CREEP HOODS AND EAT GOOD N LAUNCH WIDE MISSLES
THROW SHOTS AT YA BRAIN THAT A MAKE YA MIND FICKLE

BUT GUESS WHAT i HAD TO TAKE IT BACK OLD SCHOOL-
LIKE WHEN NIGGAS TALK JIVE ON ROBBIN SOME OLD JEWELS-

NIGGAS GRIP THEY CHEST AND THE GRUNT FROM STOMACH HURTINS-
UNTIL THEY LOOK AT THEY CHEST AND THEY SEE THEY STOMACH SQUIRTIN

TRUST ME DOG YOU DONT WANT NOTHIN WITH ME
MY RAP SHIT SPIT LIKE SHOTGUNS FLUENTLY

IM THE WORST OF THE SLUMS THE SHIT YOU SCRAPE FROM THE POT-
YOU LIKE A FAT BITCH ON CUPCAKE WAITIN TO FLOP

IM WAITIN

you trying to "hustle" nigga "ran" out of "luck"//
fuck ya "superstitions" or what ya feel in ya gut//
wit ya skills fuck ya "beliefs" ya career should be given up//
ya whole standard is written//
shit ya name means superstition//
to a slight degree or difference//
within six bars i murdered ya definition//
hope you get that rendition//
flow more complex then cell devision//
"shockin" you more ways then a "electricion"//


i'm out-

NOW MY GLOVES IS OFF YOU NEXT KNOCKOUT PRO-
HOW MY HAMMER CLAP NIGGAS N LEAVE YOU HUNG ATYA DOOR-

eATO OR HOWEVER THAT YOU SPELL IT-
IM STICK N MOVE YOU AND YOU GONE WISH THAT NEVER HAD FELT IT-

iM THE FIRST AND LAST NIGGA THAT YOU EVER WANNA CROSS-
CLOSE YA LEGS YA BITCH CAUSE CHILDPLAY A GET YOU TOSSED

YOU TALK REAL STREET BUT YA BIRTH IS MOSTLY COWARD WHOEVER YA THE CREW YA RUN WITH GONE NEED FLOWERS

SLAPPIN CUFFS ON NIGGA LIKE THE RODNEY KING BEATIN
i WONT STOP TILL YOU NON EXISTASNT OR REALLY BARELY BREATHIN-

SO YOU CAN LOOK UP AND SAY THATS THAT NIGGA LUCK
WACKFREESTYLES LIKE NIGERIAN CURRENCY LESS THAN BUCKS

STEADY PACIN WAITIN ON THIS SO CALLED MC TO POST AND HE RAN LIKE A COWARD I WANT MY WIN