aight this jus fo fun.. didnt count da line jus spit somin at da same level.. and try hard too dawg.. 1

Starting off...

Whenever Truth begins battlin I spit in precise timing
So accurate I hit Wild Fire when planets start alinging
Solar eclipse depraved him of the life givin light
In fights I erase everything livin in sight
I'll "bite" Wild like a tyranosaur but wid fangs venomous
Your lines are irrelevant when ya wack name should be anonymous
Archeo-logist label my rhyming a historical finding
I was life before Genetic strands ever began binding
You cant handle me,your battle skillz is minimal
ass how ill leave bitches claiming iam biting leave,cynical in medical critical,
I'll decompose your physical, rottin bones down to minerals
Attack Wild graspin his skull bashin it till it concaved
I crave for Lambs, Battle me? I'll ask ya pops to dig ya own grave
Lead Wild Fire in the LA stadium when I'm arming
Hundred tons of c4, 5 seconds before the synchronize bombing
My offensive attack nations and populations start declining
I'll slay this wack emcee whenever he starts rhyming
Pronounce dead before arrival, yah aint close to a rival
Yah fragile mentality I attack psykicly makin you suicidal


Like sledge hammers and walls I rip down Wildl’s entire bodys frame
Carve the truth on his forehead so this lame nigga NEVER forgets my name...


aight.. enterin da next verse, lets add some twists
Remnants of sucka' emcees blown into deep chasms of lyrical torment
Residing damned to a wack eternity until Truth & Wild fire war ends
Corpses of battle forfeits...dusty, flesh-tearing maggots infest wounds
Unbless'd goons press wounds..."peace" will be put to "rest" soon
Truth’s' demonic impulses to let loose one last creature of pure-blooded wackness
Whos flows are factless, lyrically inept im"perfect" result of less practice
Battles tact-less...Truth secures a cauldron to brew-it
Stir a montage of Fire Wild blood through-it...the first one "Stupid"
UnSanitary "Seminary" fluid...stir "Syphillis" in-the-mix from RAW sex with chicks
"Sellout" rhymes and "Scrabble" battles...insert lyrical "Spastic" paralysis
Prison-style "Sodomization" and "Sayonara"s for the "Surrender"
Foul "Smell", "Swine," "Shit," "Skirts" all dropped in the blender
Disproportionately disformed witches cackled..."Bubble bubble, toil and trouble"
Over the Dominion of the Tight Emcees he hovered...danger doubled
Threat to the livelihood of all creatures...wackness spawned with each post
Cesspool beckoned his return...Fire’s extermination is now close..



*The*Whole*Truth*
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