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11-17-2015, 08:54 AM
Ashanti's Tourney - Nov 29th 1999
Jack Napier
Another to kill at will for the unskilled decided to hold steel
why challenge the real, battle a busta in the pre's
but ya came with wack frees so now its time for ya mind to freeze
I seize ya mic after your first strike, having ya go down like Mary J.
6 feet under concrete sealed casket after you ass I kick then you realize I don't play
say you, say me as you defeat comes quickly,
crushing ya foundation, but it was already rickedy
why you jest with one of the best, rhymes I drop on ya make you blessed
to be another conquest of the supreme lyricist
are you serious, to think you can come close to this
dialax couldn't measure the distance between us with paralax
so far ahead, it has to be counted in paralax
I tax wack emcees like you for a livin'
take you beaten and be grateful for what I'm givin'
I torch your loose leaf for starting and not finishing beef
as I ascend above another competitor that I leave beneathe
my feet, another victory for of the Laughing man
slicing up dialax with more Liquid Swords than WuTang Clan
I place ya in Syndication with Nell Carter pitching a Pyschic Line
somebody should have told ya, I crush emcees like you by design
your mind, I control, programming ya like a cgi-script
as you're left flipped and nipped in the Bud-
but you're left no Weiser(Wiser), couldn't see me if you had Geordi LaForge's visor
come, drop your anorexic flows as I leave ya looking deslexic
my skills I have shown, and honed to perfection
crushing ya mirror reflection with my mental erection
great as I cause cancer in your mindstate, who's the winner, not even a debate
over inflated ranking cause you to catch a lyrical spanking
now come to daddy because its me you should be thanking
as I left you with a bust modem and a severed scrotum.
dialx
i freak the phonetic finesse as i persist to progress
with my poetical prowess others try to digest but
then digress as my colloquials create cavities in
their chest true jack's back but kid is soundin mad
wack in a lapse he need some cerebral slaps to keep that ass
intact infact this lame lyricist lavishes on lame
linguistics while i bombard with my barrage of
battle ballistics this pseudo sucka succumbs to the
simplistic 1nce again its another emcee with
paralyzed prose comin crippled kid how you gonna
move a heavyweight when your flows can't even
cause ripples tripled is the effort you need to
produce to avoid the hang man's noose not the
shaolin reproduced syndicated for commercial use
optic abuse that you call gettin loose the way i come
widdit is similar to ras kass saafir ahmad and
erections in conjunction with pornographic flix
son next time you flip the phonics remember to keep ya mental in the mix
Jack Napier
Another to kill at will for the unskilled decided to hold steel
why challenge the real, battle a busta in the pre's
but ya came with wack frees so now its time for ya mind to freeze
I seize ya mic after your first strike, having ya go down like Mary J.
6 feet under concrete sealed casket after you ass I kick then you realize I don't play
say you, say me as you defeat comes quickly,
crushing ya foundation, but it was already rickedy
why you jest with one of the best, rhymes I drop on ya make you blessed
to be another conquest of the supreme lyricist
are you serious, to think you can come close to this
dialax couldn't measure the distance between us with paralax
so far ahead, it has to be counted in paralax
I tax wack emcees like you for a livin'
take you beaten and be grateful for what I'm givin'
I torch your loose leaf for starting and not finishing beef
as I ascend above another competitor that I leave beneathe
my feet, another victory for of the Laughing man
slicing up dialax with more Liquid Swords than WuTang Clan
I place ya in Syndication with Nell Carter pitching a Pyschic Line
somebody should have told ya, I crush emcees like you by design
your mind, I control, programming ya like a cgi-script
as you're left flipped and nipped in the Bud-
but you're left no Weiser(Wiser), couldn't see me if you had Geordi LaForge's visor
come, drop your anorexic flows as I leave ya looking deslexic
my skills I have shown, and honed to perfection
crushing ya mirror reflection with my mental erection
great as I cause cancer in your mindstate, who's the winner, not even a debate
over inflated ranking cause you to catch a lyrical spanking
now come to daddy because its me you should be thanking
as I left you with a bust modem and a severed scrotum.
dialx
i freak the phonetic finesse as i persist to progress
with my poetical prowess others try to digest but
then digress as my colloquials create cavities in
their chest true jack's back but kid is soundin mad
wack in a lapse he need some cerebral slaps to keep that ass
intact infact this lame lyricist lavishes on lame
linguistics while i bombard with my barrage of
battle ballistics this pseudo sucka succumbs to the
simplistic 1nce again its another emcee with
paralyzed prose comin crippled kid how you gonna
move a heavyweight when your flows can't even
cause ripples tripled is the effort you need to
produce to avoid the hang man's noose not the
shaolin reproduced syndicated for commercial use
optic abuse that you call gettin loose the way i come
widdit is similar to ras kass saafir ahmad and
erections in conjunction with pornographic flix
son next time you flip the phonics remember to keep ya mental in the mix