[Tripper]

I hear it's quite good....You should hear me when I'm drunk at parties! Just last nite I was H0rS3Y, over a beat!

I amuse and amaze,
when I stand up to blaze,
Im so hard to phase, so take a taste:
I verbalise tracks to the fullest, some say its a waste,
to let this white guy disgrace his white race, but I trace chalk around your body, and i take your baby-momma, she's a hottie,
you know Im more dangerous than John Gotti,
so fuck all you fools who try and blot me.

Go and ride your childs trike,
and dont even psyche, when you see me spittin' it right,
cause everybody know, im the lyrical master, anything you kick, hey, I can kick it faster,
Longer laster, I go more rounds than cassius clay ever found, and I create sounds for bucks and pounds, cause for what its worth, I was rhymin' during birth, so fool, get off my turf, Before I make you hurt.
In pain, sun, or rain I can keep it movin' like a train,
You say you can do the same, but you insane.

So brain dead, I keep you fed, with words that'll fuck up your head, like big ted. Smack you with lead, till your head leaks red. Bitch-ass, remember that, thats what I said.

Just a taste....Otherwise your mind would cave in whilst trying to comprehend the verbal capacity of the TRIPPER!

DISS TIME:

Founding law, shit, more like Flouding flaw, readin' what you say makes my eyes damn sore, you and your momma are street whores, who get paid to commit dirty chores...Now go choke on a dick, you ignorant shit, you cant spell, write or diss, so go to hell you smelly piece of piss.

You, the grammarless fiend, whos previously been weened, yet can still cum clean, for an unknown reason, commiting treason on a dead bodies fetus, like a hick named cletus.... so, See this, Law, lets go to war, I'll win all the battles cause I keep it raw, you seen me, and I seen you saw, that I dont even need to pause when I hit you with these calls.