YOU BATTLE RAP CATS IS WEAK
I REP THE STREETS
WHERE NIGGAS ROB TO EAT, MURDER TO SLEEP
A LOT OF YOU WOULD BE SCARED TO SPEAK
WON'T SAY A WORD
AND SOME OF YOU MOVING BIRDS, THATS ABSURD
YOUR ON A SEARCH FOR NOUNS AND VERBS
JUST WRITING WORDS, MOSTLY ABOUT WHAT YOU HEARD
ILL TELL YOU THIS, I THINK YOU MUST BE A BITCH
FOR SPEAKING LIES, YOU WILL PUT ANYTHING IN A LINE
SO LONG AS IT RHYMES.
IM HERE TO PUT YOU ALL TO SHAME, YOU SEE THE NAME
AND YOU'LL FEEL THE PAIN BEFORE I END THE GAME

TO BE CONTINUED

Bitch please! I'll pull a one 8t seven yo stupid ass and rip you like toilet tissue. I'm over yo level.

J-CASE THIS AIN'T NO JUNKIE CASE SO STOP RUNNING FOR MY DOPE, I STAY FLY WHILE CATS LIKE YOU FLOAT, THROUGH TIME'S CHANNEL, A RHYME SCANADAL, YOU'LL BE APPROACHING, NEXT YEAR WHEN YOU'RE VOTING YOU MIGHT SEE MY NAME ON THE POLL, FOR POKING RHYMES INTO YOUR HEAD FOR JOKING, ISN'T THAT WHAT THE FIRST LETTER IN YOUR NAME STAND FOR, OR YOU A MAN OR WHORE, DO YOU JAM OR BORE, PROBABLY THE LATTER, THIS AIN'T NO SERIOUS MATTER, SO I'M GONE PLAY WITH YOU TO MAKE YOU SADDER, GRAB YA CHICK BEFORE SHE MAKE YOU MADDER AND TELL YOU THAT I HAD HER, MADE HER SKNNY BUTT A LITTLE FATTER, BUT THIS AIN'T ABOUT YOUR FAM., YOUR WIFEY, OF YOUR FRIENDS, IT'S ABOUT THIS MAN WHOSE MOST LIKELY TO BRING YOUR END, TO THIS RAP TALK, YOU SEE I HOLLA WITH DEADLY WORDS INSTEAD OF LETTING MY GAT SPARK, BUT DON'T THINK I'M SCARED TO LEAVE YOUR PATH DARK, FLAT LINES TO PHAT RHYMES WILL LEAVE YOU WITH A BLACK HEART. I BRING HEAT TOO SO CALL ME THE SPEAKING SAUNA, AND HOMEBOY I LIVE IN ATLANTA TOO SO GET AT ME AROUND THE CORNER, AND I'LL MAKE YOUR CURRENT LYRICS FORMER, AND WHEN I'M FINISH WITH YOU I'LL BET PEOPLE START ASKING YOU WHAT WERE YOU BORN FOR. HOLLA!

IF YOU WANT TO PICK MY LINES, PICK MY LINES.
IF YOU WANT TO SEE ME RHYME, STAND IN LINE.
YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ME CLIMB, OR SEE ME SHINE?
BUT IF YOU TRY TO STOP THE CLIMB, YOULL SEE MY NINE.
AND IF YOU SEE MY NINE, YOU REST IN PINE.
IF YOU WOULD JUST RECLINE, ILL FREE YOUR MIND.
HELP YOU ESCAPE THE CONFINES, OF THE SYSTEM.
THE WORLD LOVES TO SEE US WARRING THROUGH RHYME, I DONT SPIT THEM.

PEACE
J-STACKS

case holla at me for a collab i see mad potential

J-CASE, WHAT UP BABY, I'M SURPRISED THEY LET YOU LOG ON, CAUSE THE ONLY HIP TO THE HOP YOU KNOW IS FACE BETWEEN LEGS AND SINGING THE FROG SONG. I'M BUILT FOR THIS DEISEL TYPE FLOW, YOUR STYLE IS IRRITATING LIKE MEASLES, BUTCH DIKES, AND DUMB HO'S. I LIKE THE WAS YOU DROPPED THOSE LAST LINES, BUT I'M TYPING THIS TO REPLY TO YOU JUST TO PAST TIME, AND WITH THESE FEW SENTENCES I'LL PROBABLY MASH MINDS, AND IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE TO RAP IT'S TRASH FINE. EVERYBODY HAVE THEIR OWN AGENDAS, AND YOU HOMEBOY YOU'RE NO CONTENDER, YOUR BEST BET MIGHT BE TO SURRENDER, YOUR WORDS ARE SOFT AND SWEET AND I'M THIRSTY SO WHERE'S THE BLENDER, I HOPE THIS TRUTH DON'T OFFEND YA BUT I'M JUST TRYING TO LEND YA, SOME ADVICE TO SHARPEN YOUR ARTWORK, CAUSE IF THIS IS J'S CASE THEN WHY IT SEEMS LIKE YOU THE ONE OUT THE COURT FIRST, I GOT THIS THING ON LOCK PREPARING HEART ATTACKS RATHER THAN JUST MAKING YOUR HEART JERK, AND YOU'RE NOT READY FOR THIS GAME SO THROW OUT YOUR CLEATS AND REST IN PEACE CAUSE THIS IS SOFT DIRT. HOLLA!

J-Case you're whack , ,, stop posting ur shit