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Im Leaving this Pebble behind Lost in an Avalanche//
Split your Personality like Mine...when I Grab An Axe//
Stab with Facts....the Truth Hurts More..See?//
I For see the Future and it's not Good For jada
You Bore me...Im a Spanish ConQuerer In Combat//
I dont See Your Punches..Akward? there isn't any Contact//
Missin' With All Ass, how Could You Be my assassin//
Like your Guts...my Raps are Nuthin' But Spillin'//
Move Blades On The Ceilin' To Call You A Fan a Mine//
Wanna Get Some Love..Better wait Til Valentines//
The only way you'd 'touch me on vinyl' is if I punched you down to my kitchen~floor //
Go ahead bitchin'~whore, and claim you've ever had a single hard~diss //
Just remember, like the hoe you are you're getting fucked regard~less //
Outta all da victims I've beat, your doubtless~da~wackest //
Was ya simply born this way? Or did it take countless~practice? //
The only thing
"dirty" about ya style is that ya hate taking~showers //
Now face ta face, you're like frightened cattle in an earthquake, a shacking~coward //
Speakin' of 'beef', I bring it like mad cow~disease //
"jadafix" treats lots of doods like a 'King', cuz he's always 'down~on~knees' //
When I bust a cap in ya skull ya whole hood'll know it's time~to~celebrate //
Better place ya verses on ya apartment lift so ya rhymes~can~elevate //
Trying to be dope and get 'high' respect? dementedly~taking~drugs //
If ya skillz and ya dick were proportional ya wouldn't be hung enough for molestin'~ants //
Cuz ya verses have more soft fillers than Pam Anderson's breast~implants //
Ya crew abandons ya when they learn~ya~losin'~this //
You've been 'double crossed' like da KKK on ya lawn burnin'~two~crucifix //
I'ma 'knock ya out in a stunning~win //
Like anorexics on treadmills ya lucks running~thin //
When "jadafix"raps, the audience is ghost and all ya hear~is~booooos //
Your life is in Jeopardy and ya fearing~da~Q's (questions) //
If u 'wrapped ya fist in stockings' ya punches still couldn't sock~guys //
Is that a dick in your 'pupil'? Cuz this beginner student's cock~eyed //
You should thank me I'm schooling ya, it's a saving grace~for~da~needy //
Write ya rhymes in spray paint? You're off the wall and I'm erasing~da~graffiti //
This 'pussy is licked', like four dykes~in~bed //
"jadafix" bombed, and my skill was over kill, like US air strikes~over~head //(35 lines)