Quote Originally Posted by Ballad Ballistik
James' Spit Is Nothing More Than A Gleek...
I Speak With Words Complete...just To Tame The Geeks...
I Battle This Field For Those Who Can't Really Come Bleek...
And If I Meet Gulliotine On The Streets ..he'd Feel The Street..
With Words So Absurd....he Really Dont Want To Meet...
The Creator Of His Defeat....
My Style Is The Hostile And You Really Dont Want The Heat....
Ill Strap You To Dinomite And Tell You,, You Will Be Alright....
And You Think This O.k Cause You Have.... Very Little Insight...
Ill Bring More Scares Than Your Worst Time At Fright...night...
Sixflags Brings Little Scare ..you Fag...go Grab A Flashlight..
Peep The High Beams...on My... B.m.doubleu...
Running Down You And Your Crew....
Very Few Bring The Game Like The Flu...
But You Never Really Had A Clue......
Or Did You ....im Ballad Ballistik ...
Fuck Around And Get Your Wrist Slit...
Over......and Still Here....you Queer
This isn't tha battlefield homie but i never back down from a challenge, and tell ya ghost-writer to come up with better rhymes(lol)


Ballad Ballistikz could never see tha God with rhymes
"He got shit for brains" and i got a diaper to "change his mind"
Ya steez is played out, u might as well die from Aids and take tha "Eazy" way out
As i "take-out" ya Dr. Seus style...
U could battle tha bath-room floor and still ain't even "verse-a-tile"
Ya worse than fowl, u could never spit live as me
Got 'Wayan" over ya head like u just bench-pressed "Keenan Ivory'
So stop addresin' and learn ya lesson
Ya style is so suspect it had a "motive", and a "murder weapon"
I closed tha lid on tha casket pine then slammed it hard
You'll never stand-out like a chameleon wearin' camoflauge
Makin' sure u can't shine cuz' i devoured tha sun
u talent-less bum tha odds are like a thousand-to-one
I got a "weigh' with words my scale will "balance-a-ton"
Here's a wrist-watch line i had to throw at you
Your tha only member of wu-corp that's "breakable"