Saint
10-23-2017, 10:23 PM
JUGGA~
The Battle Element
"~JUGGA~ LOSE??? BE REALISTIKK"
You claim REAListikk...when statistics prove you "fake" as animation...
Atomic agitation causes evaporation of ya wack creations
The raps I'm lacin'? send ya corroded cardiac to racin'
Faster pacin'...so you patchin' face when verbal lacerations
Crash ya space in...internet assassination...but legally
So people see what lethal be...I beat emcees equally
Boo you sweet to me...but I don't want you to sleep with me
Or freak with me unless we do it via PC frequencies
Indecently...besides...I heard you eat the "P"...frequently
I ain't mad boo...but "ya rhymes" is all I plan to "eat for free"
Instead of mackin' you...I'd rather scrap wit you...you lack the aptitude
Plus "I'll hit a girl"...especially...those with an attitude
See none of this has to do with tits...I'll keep it on skills
"You have none"...my secret on skills? I speak shit that kills
Your weak scripts reveal...ya rank on Vortex wasn't earned
You "butter"...but it wasn't churned the reason why you wasn't burned
Is that you never faced me...shorty ya posts wasn't "Firm"...
Like Foxy Brown's abdomen region...you should be glad that you even
Made it this far...will I let you live or eradicate?
I'm sick but there's no antidote you can use to vaccinate
I'll kill you then you'll have to "watch from above"...like those Magistrates
Vacate...retreat like offensive line on pass plays
Since ya mass weighs less than carbon residue in ashtrays
Cut ya wind pathways...breakin' ya trachea it's too late for ya
Cuz you couldn't "rise to rock" if you were cocaine and ~JUGZ~ was bakin' ya...
The Versatility Element
"WHO AM I"
I was born to blinding darkness in a lab designing parts which
Would revolutionize...robotic arms binding my parts with
Intricate melding devices keeping my surface blemish free
To en-shure my energy makes voices blend like chemistry
My density reduced to allow for eased manipulation
A necessary stipulation in the age of information
Interlacin' circuitry like triple bypass surgery
Turnin' me into a slave destined to work for free
Omnidirectional...with male inputs to link me with machinery
That seems to be enslaved too with effects used for tweekin' me
So many claim they freakin' me...but they input's soundin' weak to me
Some rock me acapella others come correct with beats for me
I remained chained till recently advances made me cordless
Now I can move freely...more ideal for live performance
In different shapes...I'm taped to undercover cops and informants
For issuing warrants and other matters of importance
Megahertz coursin' through my veins allow audible lexicals
To be transformed to decibels at levels beyond incredible
Released in magnetic bursts dispersed through speaker cones
Got lows...like depression...and highs...like refer blown
Found on Todd's bicep...not to be turned on by Wyclef
Pick up everything from loud screams to a slight breath
On radio or television live on location for descriptions
You'd be missin' every word...if I wasn't there to listen....
Now "Who Am I" like Beenie Man???????????????
vs
Realistikk
The Battle Element
If hell froze over, Real's the one who extinguished the flame/
outta mind, outta frame/
and 'Jugganaut' is the alias claimed/
Unfortunately, 200 other emcees already got that name/
so i'm not sure who i'm dealin' with../
it could be...someone who feeds off others for lines-
thats a maggot/
or an emcee who talks about dressin up guys in his rhymes-
thats a faggot.../
that gets his neck broken/
for effin around in this entity's soul, where wrath is soakin'/
(and the elusive has spoken)/
against candy-coated raps that get smashed 2 pieces like Reeses'/
expose u'r whole sh.it, and reverse it like Mecca fleeces/
smirkin at raps that are worthless like Jugga's family's lives/
steady sufferin' from broken bones and busted lips like battered wives/
She's nasty-Infestin under the skin like hives/
sh.its worse than commitin' suicide and continuing self-loathing/
u beatin' me is funny like a Hisadic jew in his full clothing/
the lack of dopeness is what got u dissed quick/
forcin u to get on ur knees like Necros mistress/
(beggin 4 forgiveness)/
and my shit's still sick.../
kinda like feces with an uncurable illness/
its the year of the woman,/
u could never fufill this.../
The Versatility Element
i get deep like gynecological exams/
wettin' you like diaphragms/
i kick art thru facts,/
and speak actual facts/
thru lifes experiences and bullshit ive seen/
i always come thru clean/
Fake bitches try 2 play with me/
ive seen their act, they look gay to me/
with eyes closed & blind, they think with freaknik minds/
Ive seen it all before, and they get left behind/
it dont impress me/
Ive lounged with lyricists that truly be searin shit/
If its all about the benjimans, then hell no i aint hearin it/
uneducated clowns and monotonus sounds/
If id dress 'jiggy' enough maybe id be down?/
but that aint my style/
tryin 2 be original, but all they do is emulate/
fukk a fashion sense..../
i keep my 'sense' in my head, id rather stimulate/
feelin sorry for the ones who get mind-raped/
day by day, same ol same ol/
u think ur iced-down, but ur just gettin' cold/
Now to the hookers/
God loves you, but i got some animosity/
dressed all 'fly' but the souls lookin' sloppily/
and now that i got it, u flock and try 2 stop me/
then I reach out to my inner self/
to find a greater wealth/
our intellect is the only key to keepin' health/
i dap all who are with me/
elusive energy that stays meloncholy like i was a gypsy/
and they still dont get me/
....mysteriously i slip thru....
The Battle Element
"~JUGGA~ LOSE??? BE REALISTIKK"
You claim REAListikk...when statistics prove you "fake" as animation...
Atomic agitation causes evaporation of ya wack creations
The raps I'm lacin'? send ya corroded cardiac to racin'
Faster pacin'...so you patchin' face when verbal lacerations
Crash ya space in...internet assassination...but legally
So people see what lethal be...I beat emcees equally
Boo you sweet to me...but I don't want you to sleep with me
Or freak with me unless we do it via PC frequencies
Indecently...besides...I heard you eat the "P"...frequently
I ain't mad boo...but "ya rhymes" is all I plan to "eat for free"
Instead of mackin' you...I'd rather scrap wit you...you lack the aptitude
Plus "I'll hit a girl"...especially...those with an attitude
See none of this has to do with tits...I'll keep it on skills
"You have none"...my secret on skills? I speak shit that kills
Your weak scripts reveal...ya rank on Vortex wasn't earned
You "butter"...but it wasn't churned the reason why you wasn't burned
Is that you never faced me...shorty ya posts wasn't "Firm"...
Like Foxy Brown's abdomen region...you should be glad that you even
Made it this far...will I let you live or eradicate?
I'm sick but there's no antidote you can use to vaccinate
I'll kill you then you'll have to "watch from above"...like those Magistrates
Vacate...retreat like offensive line on pass plays
Since ya mass weighs less than carbon residue in ashtrays
Cut ya wind pathways...breakin' ya trachea it's too late for ya
Cuz you couldn't "rise to rock" if you were cocaine and ~JUGZ~ was bakin' ya...
The Versatility Element
"WHO AM I"
I was born to blinding darkness in a lab designing parts which
Would revolutionize...robotic arms binding my parts with
Intricate melding devices keeping my surface blemish free
To en-shure my energy makes voices blend like chemistry
My density reduced to allow for eased manipulation
A necessary stipulation in the age of information
Interlacin' circuitry like triple bypass surgery
Turnin' me into a slave destined to work for free
Omnidirectional...with male inputs to link me with machinery
That seems to be enslaved too with effects used for tweekin' me
So many claim they freakin' me...but they input's soundin' weak to me
Some rock me acapella others come correct with beats for me
I remained chained till recently advances made me cordless
Now I can move freely...more ideal for live performance
In different shapes...I'm taped to undercover cops and informants
For issuing warrants and other matters of importance
Megahertz coursin' through my veins allow audible lexicals
To be transformed to decibels at levels beyond incredible
Released in magnetic bursts dispersed through speaker cones
Got lows...like depression...and highs...like refer blown
Found on Todd's bicep...not to be turned on by Wyclef
Pick up everything from loud screams to a slight breath
On radio or television live on location for descriptions
You'd be missin' every word...if I wasn't there to listen....
Now "Who Am I" like Beenie Man???????????????
vs
Realistikk
The Battle Element
If hell froze over, Real's the one who extinguished the flame/
outta mind, outta frame/
and 'Jugganaut' is the alias claimed/
Unfortunately, 200 other emcees already got that name/
so i'm not sure who i'm dealin' with../
it could be...someone who feeds off others for lines-
thats a maggot/
or an emcee who talks about dressin up guys in his rhymes-
thats a faggot.../
that gets his neck broken/
for effin around in this entity's soul, where wrath is soakin'/
(and the elusive has spoken)/
against candy-coated raps that get smashed 2 pieces like Reeses'/
expose u'r whole sh.it, and reverse it like Mecca fleeces/
smirkin at raps that are worthless like Jugga's family's lives/
steady sufferin' from broken bones and busted lips like battered wives/
She's nasty-Infestin under the skin like hives/
sh.its worse than commitin' suicide and continuing self-loathing/
u beatin' me is funny like a Hisadic jew in his full clothing/
the lack of dopeness is what got u dissed quick/
forcin u to get on ur knees like Necros mistress/
(beggin 4 forgiveness)/
and my shit's still sick.../
kinda like feces with an uncurable illness/
its the year of the woman,/
u could never fufill this.../
The Versatility Element
i get deep like gynecological exams/
wettin' you like diaphragms/
i kick art thru facts,/
and speak actual facts/
thru lifes experiences and bullshit ive seen/
i always come thru clean/
Fake bitches try 2 play with me/
ive seen their act, they look gay to me/
with eyes closed & blind, they think with freaknik minds/
Ive seen it all before, and they get left behind/
it dont impress me/
Ive lounged with lyricists that truly be searin shit/
If its all about the benjimans, then hell no i aint hearin it/
uneducated clowns and monotonus sounds/
If id dress 'jiggy' enough maybe id be down?/
but that aint my style/
tryin 2 be original, but all they do is emulate/
fukk a fashion sense..../
i keep my 'sense' in my head, id rather stimulate/
feelin sorry for the ones who get mind-raped/
day by day, same ol same ol/
u think ur iced-down, but ur just gettin' cold/
Now to the hookers/
God loves you, but i got some animosity/
dressed all 'fly' but the souls lookin' sloppily/
and now that i got it, u flock and try 2 stop me/
then I reach out to my inner self/
to find a greater wealth/
our intellect is the only key to keepin' health/
i dap all who are with me/
elusive energy that stays meloncholy like i was a gypsy/
and they still dont get me/
....mysteriously i slip thru....