hit two birds with one stone

[c-jay rhymez]

born in the hell with a g on my chest
the chosen one curse all the rest
when it comes to freestyling in the best
on sundays i battle the devil in a game of chess
fools get layed and a**holes get played
listen swordsman i have never been garbage
confisticate your carbage and curse you with starvage
no more rap lies and i get straight inside yo mamas nuts
no more " im a best rapper"
matter of fact you delaying i got to go get paper

[voodoochile]

go out in the hood ridin as lambo with tyres made from wood
drive, split water on cats coming back from school
the seats are leather and the foolr is like a tile
stop by some two faggz swordsman and voodochile
straight out from my pants my dick is like an iron in their a**es
who could mes with a worlds best graduate?
i got 5 degrees for being the best song writer
you cats will die walkin on cemented walls like yoo spiders
when you see me get some water coz i bring more fire and after that i get tired
you just testing my skills and when im out of stress pills, you gona get fired
no more shit talking coz it kills, bite all your eyes with my gold ice drills




chillout you faggz c-jay rhymez is on your crib like your private parts.

Jeeeeeeeezus dude u got some mad f***in issues man! daaaaaaayum! ur dick is in my a**, nyukkkka! thats the most homo-erotic shyte i eva read involving me. dayum son, get me out ur fantacies u f***in faggot.

[Swordsman]

listen dawg, right know u's boring with ur wack rhymes, I mean kid u need to sit back and relax and stop masturbating ur attitude so much.

[GreenBat]

I badda boom badda bing it's but a thing/
U can smear bread both sides wit butter i bring/
Just imagine their suprise when they discoverd
i'm King/
& i can call forth a Gin just by rubbing my ring/
Halucinagens i sprint without using my limbs/
So i don't leave any footprints manouvering tins/
Flip da lids off trashbins my future begins where a
sewer ends/
& i remained true ever since/
Even carried out their whims though they knew i
won't flinch/
& i won't budge my needle points to a syringe/
I'm a veteran of edges while u new to da fringe/
True u not worth 2 cents or mutual friends/
Untill your norms go around some unsual bends/
It's my advice that u start by improving your bench/
Wasn't your entrance but your pretense that
exhuded da stench//