Originally Posted by 9th Degree

You're cocky as hell, but before that your skill we hardly knew
Someone said "Solo's dope!" I just replied "I'm Sorry...Who??"
I've persevered, earned a rep, but your hopes were so bleak
You changed your name so you could hop my nuts if I hit a cold streak
"So weak" is an understatement, your spittin' is cursed
You're the center of attention…when we see where you positioned your verse
Yeah, "solo" lines are played, but really you don't bring forces
Only d/r's, oh, sorry, I mean all the King's horses
But if I accused you of that, you'd get bent out of shape like limbos
You couldn't bring the pane if you were installin' my windows
Claim to be royalty, but I remain skeptical
And have your rhymes throne…in the trash receptacle

Originally Posted by Nick Fletcher

Create a new law son, this ain’t 1st or 2nd, I commit murder in the 9th Degree…
RV’s Gangsta?? The only time you touch a G is when ya type the key…
Ya see flashing images of ya death, 9th looked at me and he blinked…
Vigilante?? Only time ya above the law is in chopper rides over the precinct…
Always with logical answers ‘n’ shit, seriously 9th must be a mass-debater…(masturbator)
So I guess the only thing for you to decide is…jerk off right now or later…
I’ll help ya diss…”Solo is gay!!” there you go 9th, you can have a freebie…
Got ya samurai sig so ya understand why ya lines make me wanna ‘hara-kiri’…
Pot of golden lyrics got ya winnin…I get it, after all leprechauns are a lucky breed…
Now ya pots all empty, maybe that’s why ya no-showed in ya own fuckin league…
9th likes to be in charge of rhymes, copies ‘n’ pastes just so he can control a spit…
Claims to be “A Master of the Verbal Arts” but really he just talks a load of shit…
Challenged SPuL and me to a 2-on-1 I gotta admit it was a bold move…
But ya ain’t worth shit, it only takes one of us to write a check and own you…(cheque)