[Quote=LadyX]
So- why you bitches wanna start this beef
and not invite the X? Fuck it, I'll be brief
I know: Oakland guera with the rhyme and the flow
and I know: ginger bomb, tryna steal this show
And you can banter with the best o'them
goin' neck'n'neck and then
Comin' with the 'oosh' and the backwards cap,
and then what?
Drop the King, like you knew that dude,
and then what?
Where do you go, once you run that course?
You gonna claim the MC mantle now with no remorse?
So you hard Twomps bitch, yeah I get the news
'Bout the pint size Blondie with a super short fuse,
And Miss Jones, oh my god, with the Botticelli game
If the carpet's matchin' drapes, can I see that flame?
Outta line?
Hell no, girl I got no shame.
Even if the play is stupid 'cuz I got no claim.
But I ain't fuckin' with you serious,
I ain't even delirious,
I'm just fightin' off the boredom, whicha you is most imperious?
You want some blindfolds, have a slapfight bout?
Maybe, see who amasses more Candyland clout?
Maybe you wonder why the sisters all tend to shout?
Maybe read y'own verse, you'll wanna snuff this out,
too.
Go back to Vandermeer, teachin' the lessons
Go back to Emma and the camera sessions.
Don't try the rap game, cuz' your shit ain't fresh
Or both your asses goin' down like Davey Koresh.
word.
(drops mic)