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01-28-2013, 12:47 AM
01-12-2002
Ex-Caliber:
Your as simple as 123, that's how I know your immature
so I'll kill ya once before you get banned for your signature
123 kid? isnt that X Pac?
I destroy main street and move on to the next block
I battle like the gladiators like ancient greece be
The day you meet me, you became an endangered species
and I'm working on making you extinct
my instincts tell me to "pop" you like 'n sync
and my conscience never tells lies
I tell guys, to step up like they was on escalators
but i'm the innovator, known for criminal behavior
1,2,3 kid:
i thaught i'd be up against some competition but ur just another weak ass challenger
ur style is no where near sharp so why they call Ex-caliber
pull out the shot gun and release my deady pain shells
i'll diagnose ur body with my lyrical illness and kill every one of ur brain cells
im the king i hold the lyrical throgne
i'll sice ur legaments and detach every muscle from bone
my rhymesare sick like and illness but deadly like a virus
i'll rip ur eyes out and carve my initials into ur iris
your not even close to bein one of my best challengers so who ever told that ur nice obviously fooled u
you couldn't "afford" and Ex-Caliber if King Author "loan" it to you
Ex-Caliber:
Your as simple as 123, that's how I know your immature
so I'll kill ya once before you get banned for your signature
123 kid? isnt that X Pac?
I destroy main street and move on to the next block
I battle like the gladiators like ancient greece be
The day you meet me, you became an endangered species
and I'm working on making you extinct
my instincts tell me to "pop" you like 'n sync
and my conscience never tells lies
I tell guys, to step up like they was on escalators
but i'm the innovator, known for criminal behavior
1,2,3 kid:
i thaught i'd be up against some competition but ur just another weak ass challenger
ur style is no where near sharp so why they call Ex-caliber
pull out the shot gun and release my deady pain shells
i'll diagnose ur body with my lyrical illness and kill every one of ur brain cells
im the king i hold the lyrical throgne
i'll sice ur legaments and detach every muscle from bone
my rhymesare sick like and illness but deadly like a virus
i'll rip ur eyes out and carve my initials into ur iris
your not even close to bein one of my best challengers so who ever told that ur nice obviously fooled u
you couldn't "afford" and Ex-Caliber if King Author "loan" it to you