Yo,Its the finale,
drastic lyrical kamik-aze,
and i aint settling for Parley,
i do shit the hard way,
cause im hard like dikes,
spitting it raw with no flaws,
rhymes straight from the core,
yea,i want war,
so bring it on strong,
i devour your weak position,
with nothing more than sure,
cause im a sure shot,
ready to surely shoot,
through your presence cause the essence is truth,
and true colours is shining through like sparkling diamonds,
my rough upbringing was a lot more then violence,
ive acquired some silence,
from time to time,
enough to hear the dropping of a dime,
its my time,
and if you want it come and get it,
but fire,blood and anguish is the feeling,
of surviving through living,
from an amateur,
to an adamant battler,
this catalyst is managing mics like a savage,
huh,
so just know im ready for war,
so come get at me with your finest,
im ready for y'all...

Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az

saw invitation as inspiriation and with no hesitation
I decided Id disembowel with little persperiation
your skills and style akin to mental masturbation
your rhyme schemes lines demean our very occupation

a sad sight what you wrote beggin for castration
My lines light creates smoke cuasing hallucinations
like delusions of you not losing its so amusing
in fact defeat comes from any way ya optics choosing

myoptic microscopic emcee just trust me....
jay's a big fish to fry take dick to eye
see what Im shootings life and your musings defy
the logic passions and love of those who write

despite this I might get soft hearted and quit
pummeling your heartless carcass in between splifs
but understand this before you challenge with quips
that nigga jay on the prowl makin trophies from lips

too many phonies in this ak's felonious spits
misguided like presidential speeches ghostwritten by dick
cheney LOOK out nikes coming for hynee
Im a gruff veterean you hymen is still shiny

rewrite reorchestrate your flacid flows
get a rebate for your thesaurus and all the words you chose
try a diet ya bloated battle lyrics is puffy jokes
and Ima bad boy grinding ya face in my kids huffy spokes...

my music group:
http://www.facebook.com/beataroundabush
http://www.lastfm.com/beataroundabush
http://www.reverbnation.com/beataroundabush
http://www.myspace.com/beataroundabush

My beats:
www.myspace.com/jayarejohnson

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/3/no

This aint an invitation,
it was demand for a victim,
you fell into a vortex,
my ambitions are vindictive,
my acid flows come in the form of liquid,
quick Big,
you start suttin dangerous,ya dig?
i make do with whatever,
but this vendetta,
between the pages of okay,
keeping our shit together?
nah never that,
you fucked with a big cat,
so dont get soft and mushy on my victory lap,
and yea i wanted war,
but i also wanted more,
then a fatigued writer,
cause my stamina will damage ya,
running miles,my styles wild,
villainous to the tip,
of a ball-point pen,
but you pack an empty clip,
shooting blanks,you aint real,
Big Jay,your too big for your boots,
so take an L the easy way or get ready to lose.

Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az

and for you I have the following
mandibular punishment for your sucking and swallowing
credit ma goose for that style your borrowing
ya best lines unfit for deaf mute batering

your shits in need of barbering Ima give it a trim
ak's a fan of losing causes like dela hoya's chin
and me Im standing pound for pound the greatest
round for round watch me make this scerub rapper ape shit

debate is futile hell this aint even fun
Its like drunken sex with an ugly chick when you cant even cum
and you son? an abortion interuppted disgusted
I though I left you in the condom ya moms flushed

maybe its me, perhaps your really a dope rapper
and perhaps the government aint recording my phone chatter
maybe ya alter egos right and it dont matter
that my lines debone ya flesh like a wes craven slasher

Im afetr the gold and after that the platinum
AK is after a goal of transvestite king of fashion
Im laughin like Im shrooming at AK's mis sprays
no amunition when ya 47's barrel to barrel with Jays.....

come on dude...work on ya shit...
-j

my music group:
http://www.facebook.com/beataroundabush
http://www.lastfm.com/beataroundabush
http://www.reverbnation.com/beataroundabush
http://www.myspace.com/beataroundabush

My beats:
www.myspace.com/jayarejohnson

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/3/no

Yo,I spit that chloro in rap form,
so get ya mac on,
and hope you can cope with an Ak equipped with a scope,
and choke,
cause im back dawg,
its best you elope,
my style never stolen,
this war of words was chosen,
an for the record,
your punchlines are fading ash,
me a trans?,
that king of the fasion line was trash,
and yea we dont know each other,
what more could you say?
dick sucking lines?
i take it from that,youza gay,
your older but your getting schooled,
lemme teach you the rules,
from the art of war,
written by Sun Tzu,
i'll crush you,
and its cool you want some practice,
aslong as you dont ass kiss,
your expecting some more damage?
i emphasises my inner savage,
born a brawn braniac,
lord,lemme take this cat,
next verse is gon hurt so much he wont come back....

Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az