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Aiight, here it is, for all the internet bravado. Props to both in their previous display of lyrical skill. To the winner goes a paid for, week's vacation at the Foot Fetish Federation annual meeting here in Baltimore. Them ladies is handin out free penile massages with their feet too! Let's get in on!!
KnowOne VS Prolif
KnowOne
Im the best on earth, Prolif's next to get murked/
a threat...no a CURSE, leave ya body 6 feet under the dirt/
Bizzar and beserk, scarrin' since birth, puttin in work/
gimme a second, ill show ya how bad words can hurt/
with death you flirt like showin the reaper ya derriere/
Rhymes I blurt hit with the power of a effin' solar flare/
Stopin' the clock the shock make ya knees lock like Hatian Hair/
Your skill are basic, come on and just face it/
you makin the finals was simply a glitch in the Matrix/
Touchin my playlist? You’re the fakest, I’ve been itching to say this/
like climbin' out the abyss its impossible to hit me with a diss/
Ya punches are like lesbian orgasms, cuz they just ‘came to miss’/
Everyone knows my steez and how I keep the board shook up/
while you stay on ya knees bowing to the King like girl push ups/
You wanna be like me, clone and swallow my genes/
ya chasin me cuz yo momma said to 'follow your dreams'/
Using lyrical schemes my mission is to instill fear/
A magician here, leave peeps in awe whenever I 'Diss A Peer'/
Ill smear this queer, This Lif's guy must be LOONEY/
seriously does this kid really think that he can move me?/
grow up....ya flow is constant-teen like Keanu Reeves'movie/
I'm the Okay master mind, stay pimpin to mack your rhymes/
spittin' lines that crack ya spine as my punches black ya eyes/
ya lost its that simple and I honestly can't sympathise/
you should have come harder, ya had plenty practice time/
Im in my prime & stay burnin' catz like Nero did Rome/
KnowOne's the epitome of greatness and I'm keepin'the throne/
I was up for a challenge...guess ya left ya talent at home!/
Prolif
Prolif shatter mods reps and scatter the rest/
Hattori Hanzo ya text, don't go grabbin the ref/
don't matter who's left, 'bout to splatter ya health/
u skipped them other kats, so don't flatter ya self/
u got the wrong name, I'M the OneKnown 4 conquest/
u in tha wrong game, this aint no poetry contest!/
be hon-est, u soft - they read ya words at weddings/
cause u a 6 foot 4 inch version of Tevin/
and if dude don't flee, then really, Lif'll force'em/
u aint even from philly - u live in Horsham/
of course, we all see, ya forums are all sweet/
and i aint neva seen this cat on a corner of Broad Street/
i'm like raw meat - i cook lyrics on raw beats/
and i'm out to make sure that i prove this broad's weak/
pardon me: but "ok" don't display ya condition/
cause after this bout, ?uest gon take away ya permissions/
on a mission, to end ya time of speaking and boasting,/
and make this the last rhyme u ever thinking of posting/
William the Crabbe rapper, comedian slash actor/
the head of the chapter of Rappin-Fag-Kappas/
aint after no throne - that, i already own/
still thinking of leaving? black u already gone/
it's on - Lif don't need no classification/
where's ya heart? i'm the reason for ya catherization/
tha fascinating King of the Ring, supplying top quotes/
have u running to ya team climbing the top ropes/
but soon as u turn - ya face gets lit/
check ya avi, that's u who just ate Lif's fist/
can't miss, 'cause ya dome's the size of great whales/
and after this, tell ya clones don't send me no hate mail/
i rate well in all types of confrontations/
u couldn't even assemble rhymes on ya compilation/
praying for direction? this ya confirmation/
try "Sports" and "the Lesson" - u just lost ya congregation ....
>( "I'm scientific, but my reflex gangsta"- Black Thought
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