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trap.
02-02-2013, 05:43 PM
Jayk:

i'ma blow ya face up when i drop ya whore
so you can pick ya nose... from up off the floor
got some more to say... so stop ya talk before
i stick my hand in ya brain and hold that thought of yours
so it's time to beat ya raps like a cop report
cut ya head off... use ya chrome chain to lock my door
what, ya want some more? gore is sprayin ya clothes
cuz i work at the blood bank and ya pay through the nose
i'm famous for flows, my gat is like cash cuz it's known
to burn a hole in ya pocket... and ya ass and ya bone
put glass in ya dome... the voters think ya shit stinks
but with me they're like ya girl is... just tickled pink
if talent is height, than you're a midget, ya poor queer
when i stepped on ya i took a long walk off a short peer
so take that, i rape raps, and ya'll get killed for mockin me
when i place caps in jayk's gats and full fill the prophecy
it's comedy, i feast while ya bleed, winner is easy to see
cuz you're only in march madness to get beaten by me
seeded sixteen? sime musta been acid droppin one night
cuz ya can't beat jayk if ya can't even spell prophecy right
naughty or nice, i'll punch ya corpse after i send darts
so fucking hard there'll be something rotten in denmark
stop it, with them smarts y'all never get my belt now
i seen this kid shadow box and knock himself out
ya just lost but ya in denial, ya fuckin herb
go jack off to ya class schedule and come to terms


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Prophesy:

Fuck a number one seed, you just my number one beat
the first in line designed to be lying under the bloody sheets
fuckin' with P? you betta wake from them dreams sweaty
i fuck you 'lil inexperienced bitches like R Kelly
watching yourself get penetrated must be orgasmic
wack as hell like LL but not old enough to be passed it
you gassed trick, not even Tyson could bite this
im the best there is, no but(t)s like white chicks
scorch yo carcass, my tongue catapults arson
im a natural artist you're just palpable garbage
yo flows tarnished, yo rhymes harmless, you been disgraced
battlin' me was like a gay dream, you wasn't thinking straight
i Hammer and Sickel blows to yo nose with Soviet flow
with the velocity and mass when Supernovas explode
Jayks raps are so ass he leaves his pants soiled...
....when he rant that noise, he sounds crap by choice
your lyrics make as much sense as kids raping pedafiles
and like a clockwise cypher, you cant battle right
the seedings are fucked up, i shouldn't have to prove shit
with your Jurrasic Park syndrome, you get wacker the more you spit
dont take it from me, take it from each emcee in here
probably get voted against cause the skills i got, they fear
Thats some Weakest link shit, voting against cause you'll catch this smackin'......
....next, wrote this rhyme and got picketed for gay bashing
you the next Memphis Bleek, Lil Zanes more unique
already beat, im sonnin' you, since you my number 1 seed
ripping you was as easy as Special Olympic tests
so wack, your producer gave me your tracks like Alchemist
we changing location to the Circus for the next round
battling on the tightrope line cause im 'above you clowns'
or inside the lion pound, lunging straight for the throat
Jayks your like comedy on the sex channel, a fuckin' joke......


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Final:
jayk (22) - Prophesy (1)