Your flow is shitty like anchovies are gritty/
the word for your vocabulary? itty-bity//
yo when u spit ur verses they sound forced/
u seem like a fucked child whose parents got divorced//
yah wanna fuck wit a junior but u up against a major/
yah tryin to be a pimp, but how u gonna get hoes wit a pager//
what i spit will leave you traumatized/
it'll run through ya blood like a virus and you'll be paralyzed//
we all hear ya cries/
but i ain't helpin ya out cuz no one cares if you die//
u da one with a bullet proof vest/
my chest is a bullet proof it protects itself//
LK resorts to drastic Extremez when clashin-wit-teenz..flash-U-wit-beamz/
dat'll mash-in-ya-spleen 'til it leanz and green mucous splash-from-itz-seamz//
i'm the master of the verbal kungfu/
all who hear my voice burn like my lungs do//
with phrases so hot that they need to find escape/
as far as this battle goes ya gettin raped//
you've bitten so much that you need see the dentist/
put the books back in the box, return what you rented//
stepping up to battle Atl but his shit is nonsense/
for all the skill he shows he could be unconscious//
couldn't even flow if he was in a river/
his words have no life so they can't even shiver//
cuz i'm so damn cool that the room gets icy/
and when my verbs flow it gets nice and spicy//
so take a bite, you know you really want to/
i'll burn your mouth, and you'll puke until you are blue//
so here you go, a knock out victory for LK/
next time I’m let tha bullets spray from da A-K//