yo the otha battle got fucked up cuz some1 voted before he dropped
rules
15-25
no bitin feedin or prewrittens
no crew hate or dr votes
my spit is 1st

ya you gon' be an ill lethal lryicst when i'ma be done rippin open yo apendix,
you mo' of a pussy a than sucka, you gettin off afta just a couple of licks,
this nigga is a cat in heat, always gettin fucked, someone get his ass fixed!
xpilicit done bit more than a deer tic on a fat diet,
fuck this, i'm an addictive drug peer presurin you just to try it,
you must be shittin yourself by poppin too many exlaxes,
you just a toll booth beggin for money as you do wins,
nigga i ain't stoppin to pay ya toll cuz they done said tricks is fo kids,
ya been rehearsin this shit like a play,
ya ain't done preparin til opening day,
i reverse this crew battle into a motha fuckin relay,
nigga couldn't even get a lap around the track so he hopin fo a rain delay,
i'm swirlin up flows like a tornado but this is only my heat wave,
i devour yo shit like leopards do to zebra's vertebras,
ya won't be needin no muscle rub cuz ya only ready Ben-Gay,
i take this battle up higha to bunker hill,
i'm the commander of this bitch orderin your ass fo the kill,
ya can call me inspector gadget cuz i turn this lryical toungue into a razor,
i whip it out once you get the 187 on yo pager,
ya must be hooked on phonics cuz ya hooked my dope flows, so ya take herb classes fo ya majors,
winnin against me? like yo hoe i say no, it's worse than a light weight takin on joe frazzier


d-d-d-aaammmnnn
ight spit man

Nigga after i get done wit you, ima disrespect ya crew., cause they aint shit.......
get ready to take this ill-lethal-lyricist hit
All yall niggaz do is talk, but thats as far as it “goes”/ But when X is finna murder, im surprised it aint a “no show”
Nigga when i entertain, It's like I took Cedrick for his name
Im 10-1, nigga my rhymes is “on”, Im killin you like pac man i just dropped the “bomb”
Nigga im with I.L.L. uptowns big “niggaz”, X Hit ya with the rhythm that make ya back “quiva”
Im maintaining my position, I declare “war”, And when the battle's done, “tally up the score “
So bear ya arms, grab ya Lucky Charms,
Im killin you bad, be ready to disarm
my shits mean like “definitions”, Check ya condition, I got ya “prescriptions “
Nigga i aint done, I aint gonna increase the “peace”, The only action that will increase, Is when the gat “release”
X’s skills is too wise
my rhymes is hittin homeruns, while yours are hittin pop flies
Nigga i didn;t mean to beat ya this bad, but this murder was necessary
So go on ahead and dance off as if you were Fred "Rerun" Berry.




*edited for spelling*