Franchise, aka Koncept, Kaze:
No need to rummage, the teck`ll re-arrange ya stomach
Kon`ll leave you with hollow tips like hints from dumb kids
and i`m too precise, you lost to com, your not nice
Tell me how the fuck you think you`d win? if I killed him twice
I`ll admit I voted for you, but it`s really a shame
Only reason I did that was so you`d stop fucking buggin me on aim
He claims he has net fame, this dude exaggerates power
Cuz he seems to forget about the time they clowned him off prowlers
Rain like meteor showers, and i`ve put your whackness to use
Hell the only reason you in the crew is so we can have confidence boosts
Still doesn’t know what he believes in, you need to play part
Cuz i`ll give you cardiac arrest and make you follow your heart
Dude could grab the touch down, but somethings wrong mentally
Explain how you go the whole nine yards, and end up with a penalty
Dukes you have no clout, just wait check and see
Cuz I after I win this, people would ACTUALLY stop respectin me
For beating a herb, plus you stay suckin 13ths cock, you get no respect
I tried to hit em below the belt, but ended up you hittin the back of ya neck
fake ass vet, i really want all these other motherfuckaz to listen
cuz you made it all the way for nothing, like the detroit pistons
quit ya bitchin` , this biter wants props? well i`m not cold hearted
.I`ll give ya props ... for findin` the best lines in the RM archives
nigga dont get me started, i read ya verses - pure boredom
so imma make you fuckin disapear like the MSG forum
I tried to ignore em, but his whackness is known to astound
plus the fact he comes assed out like hospital night gowns
.i`m going town, cuz is chrit`s a pitty to all life forms
cuz he can`t hold his own ... like fucking newborns
so imma strike quick with kicks and lunge untill i drop ya
And watch as you pass out like bad kicks in soccer
and it`s like that ..
-allah kaze
Chrit:
I usually come fat as hell, but I trimmed for you bitch
And let you follow the trail... like a fucking hiking trip
Always been on my dick, in fact one of the hardest
That flips bars more times than a fucking baton artist
I hit the hardest, dont play like you didnt know
Causin Kaze more static then his 3rd rate audios
Destroying with blows, while kids a straight disgrace
Chin check this fuck like playing chess with his face
Whole reps fake... flow? impossible to grasp it
Fuck dying...
...I'll leave you alive and kicking... the top of your casket
And kid... thats throwback style, so dont act like ya dont know
That its done to match ya name, punches, style and flow
Yeah, Kon was dope... but that time has passed...
Now I thumb through ya work... and think I fingered an ass
Man dont copy my style... and I'm being for real
Imitation's a form of flattery... kid must have documents to fill
So kill me man... c'mon... just up and spray shots dun
I'll see stray bullets, take em in... and hit you with obedient ones
All over Hottie... spent ages... and what the fuck have you got?
Progressed t'who, where, why and how... but never t'wat
Brought tons of fake shit, and so the winner is finally clear
Let em know...
...you had more name changes than I have L's here
Queer as Kon, and Franchise, Oxygen, Kaze... all herbs...
Thats why your Outlook is built solely on Played Words
Honestly.. you're pathetic, a constant object of hate
What ya expect from the kid obsessed with a registration date
Get it straight... I'm legendary... you never will be dude
Closest you'll ever come... is that jumbled mess of a crew
Bound to lose... I mean c'mon... wont you ever learn?
That KaZe's are only famous... when they crash and burn
get all that?
