It's lyrical-sluaghterization .......
Intro...
Seak, just take a seat...Your rhymes couldn't "get right" Even If You "Switched a lane"/
This Faggot Bayzhe only "Wrappin nice" When "Christmas came"/
Y'all aint on my "level",the only thing "Holdin Y'all up" is Crutches/
Seak,Our Last battle gave You ruptures,You couldnt get emcee of The Week If I Put Your Name In MY punches/
Only thing You cat's is "Paccin" Is Bag Lunches......
Seak,
You Gonna Have A Phobia Of Mics By The Time These Lines-Is-Finished/
Terrified-An'-Timid,I’m Gonna Leave Your Brain In A Briefcase So You Can Mind-Yo-Business/
My psycho steez disaffected by my mortality and morphine ingestion/
Antibiotics and dialysis wouldn't stop Me from teaching Seak DEATH'S LESSONS/
You obviously have NO CREW...Maybe You should hire vets/
Son I'll "Beat" Yo' Ass So Easy,With ONE HAND Like fans Of Cyber Sex/
I'll put the heat to your face like you opened a stove/
This Kid On more Balls Than the Spalding Logo,Call Him White Trash/
Send Two .45 Bullets To Your Dome And Give Your Necc Whiplash/
Because That Kid They Call Deuce Here To Change This Game/
My bullets Love 'Oral Sex',And They Like To Hit Your ''Brain'/
I'm Spittin' Unlimited Rounds,I'll put Slugs In Your Mouth Like You Had your face In Muddy Ground/
Bahyze,
This Cat Doesnt Realize I "Vaporize Lines" Even When I "Cough Drops''/
This Kid Works for Cops,The fact is, I'm the man where ever I'm playin'/
This battle to Deuce-KODOGG Is Soley A Crime-Scene,This Divine-Team Divides And Reams Half Witted Gassed Up Cats Thinkin' Their Lines-Gleam/
Guys-please! You'll Be A Dyin'-Breed.....
Multi's Aimed at There Team....
Try Deuce,And Get Shot And Bruised,Utterly Fucced-Up,I Mean Bayhze Your Skill Is Similar To A Leg-Less Prostitute,Because You Just-Suck/
Just-Duck You Dumb-Fucks Face-It-You-Passive,I'm-Erasin-You-Bastards, Deuce And KoDizzle spit our shit so much we Tastin-Our-Asses/
We armed With Grenades Don't Bring Blades-To-Our-Clashes/ We're Deemed-Great,So Fucc your team-mate I'm Base-To-Yo'-Acid/
I'm Scrapin'-Yo'Ashes,Face-It-You-Wack-Shit,With A Mic In Yo' Right And A Hatchet In Yo' Left,Your Flows Still Wouldnt Be Able-To-Hacc-It/
Aight That's Gunna Have To Be Good Enough.....
Deuce AKA Benny Clipz The Teflon Slinger
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