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~ UNT Poetic Justice Cypher 2K13 pt. 1 ~ [Verse 1 - Xavié / Bruce Parker] Problem, can't solve 'em, The Riddler in Gotham You reminisce a possum, play dead Less substantial than a .jpeg You fake, snitch on Senior Skip School Day Don't worry for my placement of words I love a challenge Yo, hall of fame on 2k Facing Ls don't confuse with lose Don't support old news, I never owned a two-way Drive slow, homie, drive slow Lapping your ambition mad verbal ammunition You're drive's slow, you keep it 5-0 50% half-assing you lack passion Keep it a hundred, patrolling at the summit The top closest to the sun, hot, atomic Wing Stop, dig up in the wings on spot Yo, fair catch my sloppys when punted Blunted, spliff burn fire like comets Leave my stamp tattoos or statues Footprints in cement with no shoes Truth, I'll pay my dues for proof... Xavi [Verse 2 - Tevyn Jynx] So sick I'm quarantined when I spit You spit wit dry lips bitch I spit like a lisp When the lights come on, you looking real counterfeit I started mic rocking shit now I'm popping like Stojaković Yea, I started writing verbs Subject, noun, predicate; I'm kinda nice with words She pulled the shovel on the kid, she dig my apparel But once you one night, you can't wife the girl, kid you feel me? Your life's at stake for the cheese smoke 'em like a Phillie Pop ya top, pop a squat, then I pop a wheelie Jam like jelly, watching Belly You can rarely drop a nail-ly in my coffin bitch I'm Makaveli That's a resurrection if you ain't know, uh Cold front Teezy flowing where it can't snow, uh Hit 'em with that dope-ington slang lango Where they can't go call 'em ball and chain Django Uhhhhhhhhhh, no he didn't Coming for my seconds I'll be back in a second If I said it then I meant it, I'll be made in minute If you hate that I'm winning then you may get offended ... Had to take a breath ya boy kinda winded Rooftop sniping at lieutenants sipping Guinness Taking shots on the house like the Senate, what it is kid? [Verse 3 - KC] It's KC, pleased to meet ya I'm known to kick flows and rearrange facial features Transform into to a lyrical carnivorous creature If your skills ain't up to par then I eat ya, no homo My solo expressions come with some aggression Blame the wack tracks they be coming with excessive it's pathetic I'm sorry, I can't be sympathetic They ain't saying nothing real they hypothetic, theoretic When in actuality, I'm one of the dopest in the galaxies And uplift the culture by the hourly And please remember the defender came to lyrically dismember Those who claim to spit the flame but really only spit an ember Roasted to a cinder let it be known that I burn emcees Wu-Tang banging as I exit the murder scene I don't really give a fuck if you ever heard of me It's, verbal assault to the third degree [Verse 4 - Coltell] First off praise God let me frame the right picture The only verses better than mine, are in scripture Punchlines leave you breathless, as I wreck this Stopping you niggas from killing the game is on my check list Spit dope lyrics on a whim But y'all set the bar to low like a bad spotter at the gym Strong-arm all you other cats frail weight Hot 16 every verse I write is jail bait All you rappers yelling too much Make your adrenaline rush look like a feminine touch Wanna know who's the dopest? Light a piece of paper and smoke it, if it has a line that I quoted Sharper than a needle and my rhymes stay injecting fiends Going over heads like the paper on projector screens Check the fiends, word schemes make 'em act right Heard my CD and then put down the crack pipe Colder than a winter Cause I'm known to switch flows like intersections of a river Known to kill shit when I'm writing So haters stay mad like Mothers Against Drunk Driving I remove stains so your spot gets taken Your penthouse, is below my basement Smarter than a doctor, sicker than a patient Killing this shit, 'til the ER is vacant [Verse 5 - Drugs the Model Citizen] Reporting live from the magic carpet I'm dropping acid off it like I'm drunk and half retarded Giving Kevorkian a couple forks To stick in the corpse and forward the pictures to Instagram, damn Turning tragedy into travesty They say the matches must've ignited the gasoline Fire inside internal ether spitting where the belly of the beast is My thesis begin strangling these creatures With umbilical cords then precede to eat your fetus But between life and death I let my tongue decide Go to war like Hutus and tootsies my nigga pick a side Spit this rhyme, split your mind, this is verbal genocide But no Rwanda Hotel we po' fo'real The less fortunate but why we pay the most bills? Sparing with them clocks had to fight for hours Jacking pockets and lockers from niggas to get allowance Yet on the surface no one really suspect a thing But why your nose in my business like a septum ring? Regarding those garden hoses why you made at me? She planted two lips on my dick and decided to swallow seeds I'm running train of thought and you wouldn't know Mind fuck 'for the times up penetrate your skull So beware of the black bandit Have you feeling the wear and tear like Kevin Ware when he landed...boy {Part 2}