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Saint
11-28-2017, 10:33 AM
Originally posted on UPN in 2003

Nebs aka Piece-Maker:

I'm misplacin aggression, bashin' ya face with obsession
Till the profile of ya nasal impression's in the shape of a crescent/
Whole body? I'll make it a weapon; you'll be a fightin machine when
I smack the back of ya head...ya eyes'll come out, swingin/
You got n*gga's tongues out, fiendin; Nebby smothers sluts in rage
You're a bitch, so in essence...you're on every other fuckin page/
At co-ed orgies ya real sex drive's delivered in sin:
And at the end, the only people cryin "Rivers!" is men/
Admire it, ho--heads get destroyed tryna decipher my flow
I choke styles ta death like Mekhi Pfifer in "O"/
I throw myself in my work when I strive for the best in rank
You do the same...whenever you dive in a septic tank/
LOL, you scared, now ya feigning getting nauseous
& like preserving Biggie's corpse, Rivers sustaining heavy losses/
Class, disperse, I just mangled this cat with words:
This has been a lesson on how ta beat a whole faggot in half the words...



Hype aka Rivers:

Ayo Nebulotic..
I’m blessed with speech… you talk about guns with a vest in reach
While my bullets go straight for the Soul …may they Rest In Piece
You’re the next deceased, but nobody’s mourning this slayed clown
Got bludgeoned so bad… your Wake’s Open Casket is waist-down
See I pace Rounds, so you understand why my lines didn’t span 30
Cuz I’m eager to ‘sling Mud’ …but first I’m gettin my hands dirty
Ya lines fan worthy? Not yet Nebs, so far only the shallow quote em
But 1 of these days we’ll ALL forget the time when Aloe wrote em
You’ve been a bitch ya whole career, put up fronts with a quick pace
He’s the only motherfucker who ain’t gotta be drunk for a shit-face
Ya pic’s laced, you’re either strung out, straight jiving or stressed
I’d drop a link to UPN, but just imagine Pookie thriving in Chess
Nom surviving the test, despite predicting Maker’s text skates by
Check me taking out Piece’s like Knights, Mate in the next 8 lines
Honestly kid… ya gangsta life is a front, yet one true fact is real
Yeah Piece ducks from gun shots… only runnin Track and Field
Collapse and kneel, I killed this Dove because I want the herb gone
Truth told, only reason he’s Piece is cuz he spelled the word wrong
With names like those, it’s ironic he’s still so corny with his rhyme
While Rivers ‘carry the Heat’ …like I was Mourning in his prime
Piece by Piece, I’ll break the Maker until I’m ready to meet him…
And well fuck it, it’s about time because I’ve already beat him