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Soul's verse

T.H.R.E.A.T.S beat plays in the background
ADLIB:
Look ‘ere mayn, I mean all I’m sayin’ is..ahh you so wack
They couldn’t even get another word that was wack enough
To describe yo’ wackness know’hmsayin?
I mean this..this..this..ahh…heck naw..
this ain’t a game toad, who you think you dealin’ wit?
I make sure you never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever evvverr!
Grow enough guts to hold a microphone in yo’ greasy hand..
WHAT lil sucka, WHAT?!

Time to square off, G you’re a square airhead
trying to fit into absent in-crowds, realize homey, no one’s there
You must be lyric impaired, the way your words just slurr
All over the place, got your adverbs all tired from the wear and tear
How dare, you, step to my face
Your career on here’s just dust on furniture
I’ll wipe that off till this place’s a clean slate
Must be on a mean wake, maybe you’re just unperturbed
Your whole style’s a mistaken grade, just not deserved
The possibility of you even coming close to nearly beating me
Is further than miniature mannikin’s on pedestals touching Lady liberty
I-mean-let-it-go-G, please-literally,
‘cos this liturgy will riddle your Little league literature with leverage
that’ll belittle every thing you are most definitely,
by lexicons that make mincemeat of dictionaries, just so you know you can’t riddle-me,

(Hesitating….awww..naww..heck naw (live audience holds back SB’s hands)) beat fades

‘cos even with those fifteen it’d be enough to diminish your non existent self esteem
for the chump change your flow’s worth,
the nerve of this weird herb tryin’ to be heard with thug words wearin’ a Pokemon shirt?!
You’re a words-th-less quirk, never O.G.
just the same chipmunk with the tweeked voice whose poise got spoilt by these bars,
the only sickness you ever spat was when your saliva was soulfull of SARS

Gsquared's verse

My comp is my bro, so, it's about the flow, yo
it ain't about the diss it's about this
the madness in the heart, the passion for the art
the total show, the way you grow, picking spots
as have-nots we struggle but we don't cave in
the battle's within, if I survive I fuckin win
I like what i see, I'm stayin alive, all the way in
nothing comes cheaply I'm on the earth and I spin
this is my re-al-i-ty, it's rooted you can't move it
overground underground it's in the way that you prove it
supersonic sound waves organize the move-ment
phonical genetical connectable improvement
to soothe is to suture the scars of the fighter
the future defender deflects the inciter
bright star Mars reppin night wars mythical
to slay the aggressor come stealth and centrifigal

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