Notes:
L.S = Lyrical Soldiers
Paki = Pakistani
Artificial = A.I in his sig

Even in the L.S, your battles were never crunchin-numbers
Your style "fell off" faster than a group bungee-jumpers
"This illness ain't catchin"... Cos there's none to speak of
But your a bacterium, lookin' for anything to "feed" off
I only have one loss, and that was post-L.S recovery from you
Your wackness made me sick... and that's why I left the crew
Madd Writer? For your ass, that reputation doesn't-exist
You couldn't "bite" me successfully if you were a "son-of-a-bitch"
My style is always packin' more heat than Paki-missle
But you wouldn't understand natural talent, your "artificial"
Your a little late to learn a valuable lesson, Illtalic...
That even if you bit Nas for "7" years you "Still" wouldn't be Illmatic
There's a reason I never sleep; I'm always perfectin-my-rhymes
Awaits? He can sense an "Instant" loss so he's always checkin-the-time

that's 14... good luck