ruffy ya shit hot, but its more u gotta show me

im only comin at u, cuz u came at ma homie

ma name ring alotta bells, i ring alotta chrome

im givin out halos, i put a ring around ya dome

u wit ya girl? i still pull'er lik "wussup boo"

say somethin nigga, i have dat other eye shut too!

ima gritty nigga, jewelz never sparklin

shark infested waters, foolish niggaz just b walkin in

and im offin'em, no holds barred nigga!

i killt ya boy, J check his old scars nigga

Phelon I was gonna leave ya outta this

But your weak ass came out and tried to dis

You talkin about pullin a girl..Please be real

Cause when I see your girl I say..bitch kneel

With a left and I right I knock your eyes red

With some well placed words I leave you dead

You can duck and dodge all you want

My words will slay no matter the font

With a slap and a kick I knock your dreads out

With my lyrical prowess I show you my clout

Shark in fested waters? Bitch please

Youre a guppy in a carp pond..in Disney

I only need one good eye to make my point

I just punked you bro and stole your joint.

lol u aint punk shit, cuz i dont bend nor fold

u showin more ass den ya own girl showed

i kill niggaz, u gone die in a penitentary

im a veteran, ya rhymes is elementary

ABC's 123's man its sickenin G

give it up, it aint nigga out here sick as me

one in tha head, i bust lead, dont fight

ma lyrics put u 2 bed, hope tha bedbugs bite

lmao!!!!!

daaaaaaaamnnnn this battle shit is actually going

ILL-A- DEL!!! NIGGAZ!!! i here ya PHELON!

U keep tryin and I dont know why

when i finish you sit down and cry

Im kickin that ass with one bum leg

Youre kickin that trash while you sit down and beg

You can say all you want with your yin and yang

The truth is you get no puntang

elementary is where you are to me

my rhymes are written with a  graduate degree

its time youngin to go back to school

cause you just got taught by this ole fool

u aint teachin shit, but how 2 get trashed really

by sick lil nigga from a city known as philly

we breed hot spittas, listin nigga, im a flamethrower

just dead it, no extra credits when tha games over

niggaz dont like ya rhymes, prolly wont remember it

ma brain got a hemi, niggaz shimmy when ma engine kick,

subliminal raps, what where u sendin it

reach tha wrong phelon, bloody murders what its endin wit!

tried to do work n i see thiss nigga tryina mash tha gas on me... well here go one

Got my red belt ,Aye...Red n white Air 1's.....

Got that red light ....on the end uh my guun.....

Talkin Shit Ruff ?...Naw u dont want none

Jane n Finch Bitch.... where I come from.

Red rags ,Gucci Baggs ,Cash smellin real stout

Im the only one in town that got that Kushy in that drought.

Yea stats iz ass level 5 spy on me n see that ....

but talk that shit up in these streets.... N ima twist ya lid back....

Its Dem Jungle City Goonz ...gettin money, bet dat

Whispers nigga, say again ,yea i thought you knew  dat...

Ruff b talkin shit N get that ass whipped blue/black

Hockey puck size shellz gone chew through that ...vest on ya chest

you a chump like the rest....

Standin in tha shadow of tha best ....Sally whispers  

Yall niggas be easy . im out this bitch. phelon u got that shit b... keep it 1 hunned like u been been

Last edited by Whispario 16 years ago