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Round 2 Jrock23 Vs trillphill
Im ridiculous, hard to discuss
so dirty Mr. clean cant even spit shine this rust
Put the pistol to your brain, squeeze the trigga
White kid from Houston, TX acting like SHHhhhhh (nigga)
Back to my message, back in session
outlining trill's body in white chalk is todays class lesson
put the chalk to trill's dome and begin to question
if the red ploom of smoke is a good investment
trillphill you tongue twisted, you musta missed it
the thesaurus is online if you wanna visit it
YOu talk like your from the Projects
but I bet your a high tech white kid doing projects for college
Im son of sam delirious, tear you apart like opponents vs. serius
Because Im so serious, leaving people curious
as to what made this cat so furious
Ill be honest it starts in my mental
Then it goes down synapses’ and then through my dentals
Then Ill rip a track, lay heat on an instrumental
Making trillphill second guess his hip hop credentials
Listen I know you’re good at what you do
You spit till ya lungs are blue through and through
But you’re going against a seasoned pro, with a flow
that contains katrina force winds that blow
You talk slow about Brooklyn’s white snow
Ill talk about fully converted auto AK’s that glow
so lets prep your vien, begin the campaign
to inject real lyrics as raw cocaine
cause Im leavin trill's brain full of pain
drowning him with hallucinations and mental strains
It is not luck my skill is unreal, I contain mass appeal,
That will leave your wounds from this battle hard to heal
Cuz "You can be alot better" this site says
I know that comment ruined your night going straight to ya head
So you switched flow, with a finer thread
But to think you can win against me you must be mad misled
Because I can go for days, spitting under sun rays on Sunday
setting paper ablaze with my pen just to amaze
And that is the difference between me and a fake
It’s natural, if I don’t write my hand begins to shake
Vowels that tremor, making your body quake
Vocal going in your ears trill, making your brain ache
I guess you can say I’m a walking time bomb
Approaching you with a pen as a detonator in my palm.
And the explosion will resonate and employ white noise that annoys and destroys
So trillphill its time to separate the men from the boys..
Please don't vote on who you like best as a person but on who has the better lyrics, trillphill you have 24 hrs to reply back
Im ridiculous, hard to discuss
so dirty Mr. clean cant even spit shine this rust
Put the pistol to your brain, squeeze the trigga
White kid from Houston, TX acting like SHHhhhhh (nigga)
Back to my message, back in session
outlining trill's body in white chalk is todays class lesson
put the chalk to trill's dome and begin to question
if the red ploom of smoke is a good investment
trillphill you tongue twisted, you musta missed it
the thesaurus is online if you wanna visit it
YOu talk like your from the Projects
but I bet your a high tech white kid doing projects for college
Im son of sam delirious, tear you apart like opponents vs. serius
Because Im so serious, leaving people curious
as to what made this cat so furious
Ill be honest it starts in my mental
Then it goes down synapses’ and then through my dentals
Then Ill rip a track, lay heat on an instrumental
Making trillphill second guess his hip hop credentials
Listen I know you’re good at what you do
You spit till ya lungs are blue through and through
But you’re going against a seasoned pro, with a flow
that contains katrina force winds that blow
You talk slow about Brooklyn’s white snow
Ill talk about fully converted auto AK’s that glow
so lets prep your vien, begin the campaign
to inject real lyrics as raw cocaine
cause Im leavin trill's brain full of pain
drowning him with hallucinations and mental strains
It is not luck my skill is unreal, I contain mass appeal,
That will leave your wounds from this battle hard to heal
Cuz "You can be alot better" this site says
I know that comment ruined your night going straight to ya head
So you switched flow, with a finer thread
But to think you can win against me you must be mad misled
Because I can go for days, spitting under sun rays on Sunday
setting paper ablaze with my pen just to amaze
And that is the difference between me and a fake
It’s natural, if I don’t write my hand begins to shake
Vowels that tremor, making your body quake
Vocal going in your ears trill, making your brain ache
I guess you can say I’m a walking time bomb
Approaching you with a pen as a detonator in my palm.
And the explosion will resonate and employ white noise that annoys and destroys
So trillphill its time to separate the men from the boys..
Please don't vote on who you like best as a person but on who has the better lyrics, trillphill you have 24 hrs to reply back
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