Title- Reasonable Doubt

verse 1-
a lyrical massacare of ideal proportions/ ill have you beggin on the streets for lyrical extorcions/ kombat with me is like lakers without kobe and shaq/ your goin uncontested and putten up a "trap" to put ya self in the "mix of rap"/ the shots you take at me are pellets put up to ma tanks/ like a gun with no bullets you throwin up BLANKS/ you rock a shitty throw back i got one thing to say to you/ "THROW" that "BACK" in ya closet cause ya rap careers through/ no more greezy talk or wearen the slated brim/ ill have you prayen to god battlen me now thats a sin/ ima unleash the fury of ma rhymes/ have you thinken you smoked a whole brick but you neva seen a dime/ ima attack you with metaphores and similes/ usen lyrical connections with "like" to defend me/ im the untouchable, and fo real no one can touch or contest/ stomach tide in knots maken it hard for you to digest/ so ill put you on the spot and present you with the challenge/ ill give you raw shit then see if you can manage/ yea thats right i am the king of the note/ fuck LL cool J cause im the G.O.A.T/ spontanious, speratick, the best talent is mine you just cant have it/ so ill leave you strangelled ina noose around ya neck/ leaven ya bones scattered like a 42 car pile up wreck/

CHORUS-
ten times outta ten im gonna destroy you/
unleash the assassine deploy the decoy/
you really faked out/
then i come from behind and kill you without reasonable doubt/
try your luck go grab you a 4 leaf clova/
bitch you done get ready for the JEW UNIT TAKEOVER/

verse 2-
im gonna bring you serious lyrical destruction/ so you all gon' feel ma rath of violent reprecution/i drop rhymes like bombs that straight up explode/ bombs that taint your ears so you cant understand morse code/ i own the crown it cant be taken away/ with talent and edge i open your eyes to this rappen cliche/ a rap vocabulary to efficiant for you/ so ill use unconstitutionalized gargantuane lyrics to mentally confuse you/ expect the unexpected with a rhyme of unbelievable tactics/ you tryen to protect yaself with rubbers and plastics/ this joint will be at the top of the classics/ with lines that kill and really turn matters drastic/ the name is X Ecution/ i came here with a lyrical solution/ and given you jobs like hoes and corner prostitution/ rap is ma mentor so ill pass on the lesson/ and keep hitten you with disses just to leave you guessen/ so when im done consider it a blessen/ but it dont matter cause aint no one contesten/ so ill leave you in a dirty ol' trunk/ dismantled and bruised/in the end your body will be beaten and contorted/ after this lyrical kill, ill have your images distorted/

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verse 3-
dont make me unleash the demon of raps apitimy/ as the verses play over and over till yall get sick of me/ ill make ya head trip like you OD'EN on pills of acid/ and ill have you thinken you gettin eaten by gators from lake placid/ shit ya mental capacity is totaly fucked/ you cant remember if ma punch hit ya or if you ducked/ but you ina hospital with severe lyrical burns/ up in ICU with ya parents maken fun of you, taken turns/ with a shock to ya brain ill lyrical attack you/ ill have you repeating this rhyme like a permenent mental tattoo/ do you really think you have a shot when you battlen me/ common man think it through/ before i make you the embarassment of my lyrical point of view/ i brew up a storm to straight up and blow you away/ leave your body on display with your bones in total decay/ you be more confused then the way a shaksperean play seems/ and ill have you scratchen ya head like you just saw a real mid summer night dream/ i dont think you'll like the thought of a violent scheme/ haven murder and blood as the number one theme/ ill leave you shaken like wind that hit cradles/ and your head spinnen more than jam masta jays turn tables/

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