KCMob vs Inferno and BIGGz(KK)
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Lee
Thristy? I'll give you a dollar go to 7-11 and buy a slurpee//
Hurt me? never, you eat dirty pussy you in heaven of hurpies//
Started a new crew, well fuck you, Fuck Funk and Micwu...Fuck KCmob//
Ya'll can be hoes or sluts, I'll still won't let yall give me a free hand job//
This is "heat" yall Kentucky Chicken, now your gettin fried//
You try, you die, don't cry Lee a Net gangsta that will never ride//
Turn your mic off, use MICROSOFT thats Systematic KK beat down KC thats Automatic//
Your loss aint tragic. not magic, you can have cable and still speakin static//
I change channels Inferno and Biggz something you can't handle//
Pound a fifth of Jack Daniels, your wax i'm flames now your a burnin candle//
This is my hood you juss dead hangin from the rafters//
When i first saw your raps i turned into laughter//
Its a renegade, crusade all out barricade Lee's bitchmade//
Lee's displayed as a fag, afraid to brag stab ya neck with a switchblade//
you remind me of Trina and Tweet with "no panties on"//
Your related to me, i'm your older brother ask your mom//
Blast this bomb, your career is endin another i subtract//
Hit with impact full contact sorry to say but your rhymes are whack//
Heard you take after Nelly's song when you with guys you go Down down baby//
I blast 5 rounds, you Slim like shady... you a hoe shit maybe the towns lady//
always prepared, dont care... Like NBD my verse is a collectors item//
Lee can try to make a movie but everyone would say the directors dumb//
Thristy? I'll give you a dollar go to 7-11 and buy a slurpee//
Hurt me? never, you eat dirty pussy you in heaven of hurpies//
Started a new crew, well fuck you, Fuck Funk and Micwu...Fuck KCmob//
Ya'll can be hoes or sluts, I'll still won't let yall give me a free hand job//
This is "heat" yall Kentucky Chicken, now your gettin fried//
You try, you die, don't cry Lee a Net gangsta that will never ride//
Turn your mic off, use MICROSOFT thats Systematic KK beat down KC thats Automatic//
Your loss aint tragic. not magic, you can have cable and still speakin static//
I change channels Inferno and Biggz something you can't handle//
Pound a fifth of Jack Daniels, your wax i'm flames now your a burnin candle//
This is my hood you juss dead hangin from the rafters//
When i first saw your raps i turned into laughter//
Its a renegade, crusade all out barricade Lee's bitchmade//
Lee's displayed as a fag, afraid to brag stab ya neck with a switchblade//
you remind me of Trina and Tweet with "no panties on"//
Your related to me, i'm your older brother ask your mom//
Blast this bomb, your career is endin another i subtract//
Hit with impact full contact sorry to say but your rhymes are whack//
Heard you take after Nelly's song when you with guys you go Down down baby//
I blast 5 rounds, you Slim like shady... you a hoe shit maybe the towns lady//
always prepared, dont care... Like NBD my verse is a collectors item//
Lee can try to make a movie but everyone would say the directors dumb//
Funk
Funkzilla? shit you know damn rite you dont wan’t funk//
your true disguise is a bitch, the reason you always punked//
you might have consistency but its consistency WRONG//
Funk and Micwu spend weekends together dancin in thongs//
You dont belong in the rap game, first of all get a new name//
your rhymes are a true shame, fuck your set, fuck what you claim//
Your the Clerk thats Jerks with a smirk at work//
You do the HANDiwork with Kirk, now go perk//
fuck it... now i’m at you....
I’m creepin while you sleepin black mask on you wake up with a face of white cream//
This is a horror movie you die, like Neve Campbell and Dimension Films you’ll SCREAM//
Your “Treats” might be “Krispy” but your gayass still aint kellogs//
You really wanna have Funk, holla back with weapons tell-ya dogs//
I squeeze more clips that keys you press on the keyboard//
Your true idenity is a female... shit i never a true whore//
Your the first to be curse with this verse, fuck your whack mob//
You rap liek a hoe, You’ll say Whoa more times then black rob//
More rappers ate you then a student body havin lunch in the cafeteria
from here to siberia, puntuate ya voice box now you suffer with diphtheria//
this virus of TEXT is bacteria, You mean as much to me as Nore’s first hit “nothin’//
i was gonna go all out but you aint shit i would win even if i didnt spit something//
Funkzilla? shit you know damn rite you dont wan’t funk//
your true disguise is a bitch, the reason you always punked//
you might have consistency but its consistency WRONG//
Funk and Micwu spend weekends together dancin in thongs//
You dont belong in the rap game, first of all get a new name//
your rhymes are a true shame, fuck your set, fuck what you claim//
Your the Clerk thats Jerks with a smirk at work//
You do the HANDiwork with Kirk, now go perk//
fuck it... now i’m at you....
I’m creepin while you sleepin black mask on you wake up with a face of white cream//
This is a horror movie you die, like Neve Campbell and Dimension Films you’ll SCREAM//
Your “Treats” might be “Krispy” but your gayass still aint kellogs//
You really wanna have Funk, holla back with weapons tell-ya dogs//
I squeeze more clips that keys you press on the keyboard//
Your true idenity is a female... shit i never a true whore//
Your the first to be curse with this verse, fuck your whack mob//
You rap liek a hoe, You’ll say Whoa more times then black rob//
More rappers ate you then a student body havin lunch in the cafeteria
from here to siberia, puntuate ya voice box now you suffer with diphtheria//
this virus of TEXT is bacteria, You mean as much to me as Nore’s first hit “nothin’//
i was gonna go all out but you aint shit i would win even if i didnt spit something//
KK devours cowards fuckin em like Ed Powers and terminate their existance,
strikin no matter the distance ready to steal ya souls in an instant,
its the day of the dead as we stab the gay in the head carvin up Lee Funk and Wu,
sharp objects slide inside no chance to hide were rippin apart ya whole crew,
leave ya heads ringin like a hangover endin ya takeover not givin a fuck if its 3 on 2,
ya'all the ones gettin handicapped ya rolled the dice and crapped,
stomaches opened up and ya spines are snapped,
never seen alive again like when Polly Klass was kidnapped,
dead bodies dangle from the Krooked wayz we mangle,
torture and strangle ya'all have no chance to win like a Cincinatti Bengal,
opponents get slain with intense pain so all that will be left of KCMob will be a bloody stain,
decapitate Funk while Lee and Wu are tied up in the trunk bout to get burnt up like Kane,
no chance of survival for any crew steppin in KK domain, shutdown all activity in their brain numbin em like cocaine,
Biggz swung the ax so Wu's head is spilt corpse stinkin like shit,
Inferno pours the gas and Lee gets lit KC corpses twitchin like an epaleptic fit,
thought ya'all knew Krooked Koncepts had this battle on lock like a pit!
strikin no matter the distance ready to steal ya souls in an instant,
its the day of the dead as we stab the gay in the head carvin up Lee Funk and Wu,
sharp objects slide inside no chance to hide were rippin apart ya whole crew,
leave ya heads ringin like a hangover endin ya takeover not givin a fuck if its 3 on 2,
ya'all the ones gettin handicapped ya rolled the dice and crapped,
stomaches opened up and ya spines are snapped,
never seen alive again like when Polly Klass was kidnapped,
dead bodies dangle from the Krooked wayz we mangle,
torture and strangle ya'all have no chance to win like a Cincinatti Bengal,
opponents get slain with intense pain so all that will be left of KCMob will be a bloody stain,
decapitate Funk while Lee and Wu are tied up in the trunk bout to get burnt up like Kane,
no chance of survival for any crew steppin in KK domain, shutdown all activity in their brain numbin em like cocaine,
Biggz swung the ax so Wu's head is spilt corpse stinkin like shit,
Inferno pours the gas and Lee gets lit KC corpses twitchin like an epaleptic fit,
thought ya'all knew Krooked Koncepts had this battle on lock like a pit!
Micwu a person i depise your rap game will never be on the rise, you speak lies//
Stab between ya eyebrows and give you a three eyes, you aint wise, you seek guys//
Rough intentions... Tough comprehension maybe your dumbass won't listen//
Stuff fags in a convention, your the leader, you takin over? status failed mission//
Eatin you up liek a new nutrition, you wont "electrify" even if you a electrian//
You can be in as many clips as you want and still wont blast ammuntion//
your like Nivea "Don't mess with my man" when someone is talkin to Lee//
Walkin towards B? not smart, your pissin me off for you keep stalkin me//
i dont need to type much more, Micwu don't you love it?//
you juss another stupid whore, a gangster that don't thug it//
there ya go... KK posted up first
Stab between ya eyebrows and give you a three eyes, you aint wise, you seek guys//
Rough intentions... Tough comprehension maybe your dumbass won't listen//
Stuff fags in a convention, your the leader, you takin over? status failed mission//
Eatin you up liek a new nutrition, you wont "electrify" even if you a electrian//
You can be in as many clips as you want and still wont blast ammuntion//
your like Nivea "Don't mess with my man" when someone is talkin to Lee//
Walkin towards B? not smart, your pissin me off for you keep stalkin me//
i dont need to type much more, Micwu don't you love it?//
you juss another stupid whore, a gangster that don't thug it//
there ya go... KK posted up first
crackin skulls like eggs,
KCMob are bitches so they spread their legs,
mind games to fuck with ya brain while I open ya main vein and drain ya like kegs,
I pack a foot long fuck a cheeto,
ya'all crew crumbles like a dorrito when we blast that ass like a torpedo,
ya comin up short like Danny DeVito,
fuck the Bigg Lee comin at ya like bitch please,
LeeZilla is bout that 69 so he can lick deez,
hit my target every time like Robert Horry quick threes,
swing th ax on ya hoes like a lumberjack tryin to split trees!
KCMob are bitches so they spread their legs,
mind games to fuck with ya brain while I open ya main vein and drain ya like kegs,
I pack a foot long fuck a cheeto,
ya'all crew crumbles like a dorrito when we blast that ass like a torpedo,
ya comin up short like Danny DeVito,
fuck the Bigg Lee comin at ya like bitch please,
LeeZilla is bout that 69 so he can lick deez,
hit my target every time like Robert Horry quick threes,
swing th ax on ya hoes like a lumberjack tryin to split trees!