trap.
02-02-2013, 06:10 PM
Jayk:
stab a knife to ya sternum for what's inside ya joints
ya said ya had heart... but now that's beside the point
so write it boy, but know that only the gays'll love it
cuz i read ya shit and couldn't make heads or TayoIs of it
man i hit up ya beat, wrote verses, recorded it and
had a serial killer's honeymoon cuz i ripped you over ya jamb
so keep hittin on me, but i'm cold to ya man
over a table saw's the only time i'm holdin ya hand
so it's been planned, i drag ya body somewhere to burn it
cuz ya couldn't pull ya weight, now i pull it into the furnace
ya can't earn this, ya got only a fifth of my gifts, kid
and ya don't misunderstand ya neck, but ya will get it twisted
heard ya mixes and tracks... we ain't buyin shit from you yet
in MM this dude gets... boycotted like kid's bedroom sets
i seen where ya check, ya want my dick in ya mouth
but if ya keep givin me the eye... i'll be rippin it out
beat the shit out... of TayoIs is easy, it all isn't fair
cuz son i just flipped ya shit and then called ya in the air
i'm known ta change my name to approximation, cuz ya hesitated
then stood on ya corpse so ya could say ya underestimated
ya tiny cock... say ya the best, then get tied to blocks
the twine'll rot, so then the cream can rise to the top
i'll just drop the best text, complex like the finest female
then crush ya face into the finer points... to give ya an eye for detail
ya said ya weren't insane but couldn't breathe when
i shoved a dollar down ya throat so ya'd died off the deep end
trees bend when i hang ya just to prove newton's physics
ask dudes that's british... i always finish my T with a biscuit
crowd didn't miss it... ya verse done took the steal in this duel
even eskimos ain't givin Tay they seals of approval
fuck... i seen ya walk in the left lane, so i hit the gas not the break
and swerve my shit, usin my whip to make a pass at this gay
i put ya ash in the tray, cuz ya verse, i ain't lyin it's crap
...ya couldn't have a tough opener with a childproof cap
and ya didn't think twice before ya said jayk's a hoe
first ya didn't choose ya battles, now ya choose an HMO
TayoIs, i'm blood thirsty, and bitch, my words may be
i stuck a spoon inside ya head right before i went stir crazy
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TayoIs:
Fucking with me’s basically the choice to take
if you want to give the ground you’re standing on a need to join AA
i use battles to improve the mortician unemployment rate
speakin of IQ, your speech is indicating 0’s like a pointing 8
the cat jesus gets on his knees to takes time to rejoice in Tay
i'm great at droppin shit, you're world renowned for ass hoistin, jay
Boy, I stay throwin so many punches at your bones
dunno where they’ll pass through like a hermaphrodites gall stones
hold up, I’m getting a page, must mean your moms home
sure you’re not gay, you just get paid to play the flesh trombone
while I pull more strings than Crochet with Me Gonzo
totally dead identities, first opponent was named John Doe
my flows offload bomb prose beyond most, um so
to me writer’s block’s where Baldwin and Ginsberg had condos
my votes’re already stacked so high, made the sun duck
this guy surviving my rhyming?fat chance like Pun’s luck
you think you don’t have to protect yourself?look numbnuts
I got corpses buying Kevlar, God trying to join gun clubs
Y’always spray bits of fake shit, bitch, y’stuff subs
Stitutes better for blowing smoke than nicotine gum buzz
Already knew when to dodge before you threw a punch cuz
Can predict how you’ll strike, like Jim Abbot with nunchucks
Dum-dum, look, the world knows who’s better
The cats who’s fan clubs you’re in all subscribe to my monthly newsletter
The next line best defines the truth fella
Only good thing about your tape’s that it and my name share two letters
Never battled anyone this wack before, goddamn it man
Got me pissed off like hitting power on R Kelly’s handicam
a win against you's something the biggest friggin pansies have
at best, you drew shit like the stains on the back of Nancy's pants
Jay’s chicks hips, lips and tits are shit my dick’s been between
While he just gets a little play buying House Party figurines
listen see, you get only one chance to duck my bars, Jay
Or you’ll take a bad black out like Uncle Tom’s prom date
i gotta say, y’spit tactics sit within wackness so blatant
After you rhyme, even feedback could get a standing ovation
I’m dope, you’re wack, fuckin black and white like panda’s are mating
Your voice justifies the Coalition For Anti-Amplification
Everyone knows I’ma win this shit, that’s the fact you are facing
basically, this race is even more stupid than Cabilinasian...
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Final:
TayoIs (12) - Jayk (8)
stab a knife to ya sternum for what's inside ya joints
ya said ya had heart... but now that's beside the point
so write it boy, but know that only the gays'll love it
cuz i read ya shit and couldn't make heads or TayoIs of it
man i hit up ya beat, wrote verses, recorded it and
had a serial killer's honeymoon cuz i ripped you over ya jamb
so keep hittin on me, but i'm cold to ya man
over a table saw's the only time i'm holdin ya hand
so it's been planned, i drag ya body somewhere to burn it
cuz ya couldn't pull ya weight, now i pull it into the furnace
ya can't earn this, ya got only a fifth of my gifts, kid
and ya don't misunderstand ya neck, but ya will get it twisted
heard ya mixes and tracks... we ain't buyin shit from you yet
in MM this dude gets... boycotted like kid's bedroom sets
i seen where ya check, ya want my dick in ya mouth
but if ya keep givin me the eye... i'll be rippin it out
beat the shit out... of TayoIs is easy, it all isn't fair
cuz son i just flipped ya shit and then called ya in the air
i'm known ta change my name to approximation, cuz ya hesitated
then stood on ya corpse so ya could say ya underestimated
ya tiny cock... say ya the best, then get tied to blocks
the twine'll rot, so then the cream can rise to the top
i'll just drop the best text, complex like the finest female
then crush ya face into the finer points... to give ya an eye for detail
ya said ya weren't insane but couldn't breathe when
i shoved a dollar down ya throat so ya'd died off the deep end
trees bend when i hang ya just to prove newton's physics
ask dudes that's british... i always finish my T with a biscuit
crowd didn't miss it... ya verse done took the steal in this duel
even eskimos ain't givin Tay they seals of approval
fuck... i seen ya walk in the left lane, so i hit the gas not the break
and swerve my shit, usin my whip to make a pass at this gay
i put ya ash in the tray, cuz ya verse, i ain't lyin it's crap
...ya couldn't have a tough opener with a childproof cap
and ya didn't think twice before ya said jayk's a hoe
first ya didn't choose ya battles, now ya choose an HMO
TayoIs, i'm blood thirsty, and bitch, my words may be
i stuck a spoon inside ya head right before i went stir crazy
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
TayoIs:
Fucking with me’s basically the choice to take
if you want to give the ground you’re standing on a need to join AA
i use battles to improve the mortician unemployment rate
speakin of IQ, your speech is indicating 0’s like a pointing 8
the cat jesus gets on his knees to takes time to rejoice in Tay
i'm great at droppin shit, you're world renowned for ass hoistin, jay
Boy, I stay throwin so many punches at your bones
dunno where they’ll pass through like a hermaphrodites gall stones
hold up, I’m getting a page, must mean your moms home
sure you’re not gay, you just get paid to play the flesh trombone
while I pull more strings than Crochet with Me Gonzo
totally dead identities, first opponent was named John Doe
my flows offload bomb prose beyond most, um so
to me writer’s block’s where Baldwin and Ginsberg had condos
my votes’re already stacked so high, made the sun duck
this guy surviving my rhyming?fat chance like Pun’s luck
you think you don’t have to protect yourself?look numbnuts
I got corpses buying Kevlar, God trying to join gun clubs
Y’always spray bits of fake shit, bitch, y’stuff subs
Stitutes better for blowing smoke than nicotine gum buzz
Already knew when to dodge before you threw a punch cuz
Can predict how you’ll strike, like Jim Abbot with nunchucks
Dum-dum, look, the world knows who’s better
The cats who’s fan clubs you’re in all subscribe to my monthly newsletter
The next line best defines the truth fella
Only good thing about your tape’s that it and my name share two letters
Never battled anyone this wack before, goddamn it man
Got me pissed off like hitting power on R Kelly’s handicam
a win against you's something the biggest friggin pansies have
at best, you drew shit like the stains on the back of Nancy's pants
Jay’s chicks hips, lips and tits are shit my dick’s been between
While he just gets a little play buying House Party figurines
listen see, you get only one chance to duck my bars, Jay
Or you’ll take a bad black out like Uncle Tom’s prom date
i gotta say, y’spit tactics sit within wackness so blatant
After you rhyme, even feedback could get a standing ovation
I’m dope, you’re wack, fuckin black and white like panda’s are mating
Your voice justifies the Coalition For Anti-Amplification
Everyone knows I’ma win this shit, that’s the fact you are facing
basically, this race is even more stupid than Cabilinasian...
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Final:
TayoIs (12) - Jayk (8)