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02-03-2013, 03:53 PM
JLC
Blade's in the woodworks..Not after I Distill him w/ MethanoL
Take a Lamaze class...Maybe then you'll learn Breath ControL
No one wants to hear ya 'bellows", fuck what an accordian's goT
I'm a problem harder to solve than untying the Gordian Knot
This'll be a "Short Round" cuZ you resemble Indiana Jones Sidekick
My testicleS is an amusement park..the way homeS Ride Dick
SuckerPunching emcee's worse than Oakley did to Jeff McGinniS
Now blade needs Dermabrasion from where i left a blemisH
Can't maintain a new balance buying shoes cuz ya limbs so flawed
j'll lose when Black history month commemorates Jim Crow laws
when i disproportion ya spine...don't blame it on Scoliosis
the way i ripped You...Jesus himself uttered Holy moseS!!!
Ask Talib Kweli and Dead prez if J's a "sharp shooter"
think you really pulling strings cuz ya a harp Distributer
You're rhymeS are similar to ya beats..Previously useD Before
i treat ya sister like ya father doeS....Deviously abuse whores
Blade cracked open a pool table trying to sniff an 8ball
Then claims he carried weight...we both know ya freights small
it's obviouS...ya stepping stone is really a Crack Rock
Since that's the real motivation behind the sample of Matlock
My "words are weopenS"and D-12 thinkS it's Very Bizarre
That i'm a "Solar Powered""One-Man Army" Like Binary Star
I enunciate what you can't Pronunciate with unique Phonics
while you take classes w/ white teachers learning to speak Ebonics
Ya stole Eddie Murphy's bong and pipe...Blade's the P.J.'s Fiend
The golfers no R&B video host...why ya wanna hear a V.J. SingH???
Got intentions of slandering my name..son Screw ya LibeL
Ever Since J murdered E-klips and made it look Sui"Cydal"(R.I.P.)
they say Life's a sport....before ya signed up the Game's Lost
Stick ya menigeS in a dryeR...you've just been BrainWashed

respeCt...


Bladerunner
JLC, now this is battle, so there's no respect or love loss/
You're not as good as I am so i 'pose a threat' like mug shots/
High pressure blows ur blood clots, tore ur arms an then ur stumps off/
Reminding me of Wu-tang, did ur wackass fall or 'jump off'?/
See i split the air like gun shots, while i spit with flair, u come soft/
Tho 'life can be a good time', my death grip is where your 'fun' stops/
Like a flooded river you run off, Runningblades will smack an spray ya/
While u be playing possum, i be playing tractor trailer/
Have ta say ya overrated, u a menace with ya bland flows?/
I could make better music playing tennis with a banjo/
Bring ya friends an all ya ammo, I'll blast back quick defeating em/
Wasted the beat i gave ya on a 'laugh track' with Comedian/
Can't save J, I'm deleting him with the tighter performance/
The chance I'll win is higher than a bullfighter's insurance/
So Imma pop ur Pops, maim your mom an strike ya sister/
Ur annoying more than cats who got bad breath and like to whisper/
Radio waves ignite transistors, me losing is impossible lore/
Imma take your blood cells on a tour of the hospital floor/
Fans of yours are lockin they doors, these punches are swelling your frame/
JLC, ur SO damn stupid, you have trouble spelling your name/
U being alive is a hell of a shame, I'll chop ya up an skew ya bits/
Lined the crosshairs of my rifle right up with your crucifix/
Blade left ya bruised an ripped, framed ya, jail's now your doomed fate/
Gave Cupid 50 bucks and then told him ta shoot ya roommate/
If you know what I'm saying,,,and i bet you thought your wrecking it/
Filling in ya played ideas with the new pop culture references/
Been scalding ever since my birth, the words are cutting sound/
Hitcha with an uppercut, ur head's backwards and upside down/
Never got the moral issues cuz i cancelled my subscription/
Battle me too much and dood, u'll catch a smelling salt addiction/
Pain infliction through my diction, the bomb spitting is nukeing ya hoping/
I 'get in the picture' and 'scare ya', you can say I'm 'super-imposing'/
Got a team of troopers ta close in, u'll get blast by my freestyles/
Shoulda known i spit more illness than the black guy from Green Mile/
You're getting reamed now child, getting wasted, getting toasted/
Cuz you're a fruit who 'sleeps with more pricks' than a bed of roses/
Next to me your never noticed, I rhyme, DJ's gotta brace beats/
Ebb and Concept's voting each other so that they don't have to face me/
Ya best attacks just grazed me, an easy ride like cruise control/
You can call me Runningblades or u can call me Rudge with flow/