L.F 2 (Ft. Kylle, Randy, Great, ...

Recorded one Include MasterBigT (5:00) Kylle (0:43) Randy (1:36) Great (2:12)

Justin (2:38) ViZion (3:15) Lucifer (3:46) and Lexie (4:17)

 

 

(Verse 1: Kylle)

My presence is the essence in it's coldest dipping of present rapping/

Though no bow and ribbon, but this drastic talent's still a gift, so, go and get it/

But I won't sugarcoat, clothe nor pad this! You're old, pathetic/

Even a golden ticket, won't get you no pedestal so here is your memento have it,

A snapshot, them crazy bullet flashes, hashtag your chest top, gats blast your hats' off

Attest respect cause I illuminate the way with the myriad of a maze/

This game's a period I'mma faze through it, the truth is/

Hideous to make out, but I'm here cause you need a kiss and take vows/

It aches ow, but you better admit it cause I'm raisin the stakes now/

Every rap you're in's. trash in the bin, your litter flow's expired, I'm fresh and I'mma win, cause this is lyrical fire/

 

(Verse 2: RandyRhino)

I'm colossal, it's impossible so start the chopper, bars have caught ya/

Harder, stronger droppin' lots of atomic bombs like martyr bombers/

You're damned to lose, cause you're annoying with the rappin' dude/

I'm fuckin' around, up in the clouds with a joint and a bag of booze/

Deploying the parachute - but the motherfucker doesn't open/

What am i gonna do? Gushing blood, i'm stuck n' choking!/

Thinkin' fast, picked the bag of bud n' started smoking/

My heart is goin', to the other side where there's darkness showing/

Enough is enough... both of my eyes are going black as hell/

This is no way to die!... so i tried going back myself/

And then i noticed why... i pinched my arm and broke the dream/

I crushed my fears, so nothing here's as dope as me, now go to sleep!/

 

(Verse 3: Great)

Victory, I count 1 2 3/

I achieve the feat as I spit fire/

They receive defeat as I step on top of ya/

Slept on bunch of y'all got called a snorlax/

A wild one I guess my flow's like vortex/

Every time I'm rhyming' with these kids they just run around/

I stand my ground, and I'm looking' like a father now/

The level height just keep getting fucking farther out/

Looking' forward for that new wayne, tha carter 5/

As I keep dropping knowledge like I'm part of 5/

 

(Verse 4: Justin)

When i spit i reverse gravity and destroy inertia/

Looking to hurt ya, killing this beat call it murda/

I can murder an emcee or beat both or vice versa/

Don't matter me as long as it involves a mic/

And let it be known that me and no one is anything alike/

Write rhymes on my hands, do what i have to to win no one understands/

How dangerous i am, when my confidence expands/

Into the lands of commands and demands/

Always feeling on edge overworking these sweat glands/

This is lyrical fire 2 giving me the desire to murder an entire crew/

 

(Verse 5: Hutch)

I spit lyrical fire, Hutch is what rap requires/

The fact that I'm higher than trap-artists is no surpriser/

Trap-artists is a baby to rap, sucking' on pacifiers/

The entire game is trash, I'm the wrath of the bad conspira-

-cy, I'm permanently a qualifier/

Doper than any emcee, I am the lone survivor/

I am the entree, Rap pad is the appetizer/

I spit lyrical fire, I'm hard to decipher/

 

(Verse 6: ViZion)

Yeah it's haunting, quite, uh? You'd now just try to/

Clear out appearance from this criminal's sight up/

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest bars/

The lids of his eye's up, showing big burning balls/

That you'll never acquire, you're chickens, apply logic/

Not winning the rough game, you dung-brains/

My verse caged with puffed rage made One Train/

Destruct straight 'n' bust flames, gave birth-day/

To a Lyrical Fire! Seems blunt brains just love pain?/

You uttered name of me? I'm giving you time to/

Run 'way from the sur-face with your dumb-plain/

Disses 'n' minimal IQ, to think 'n' decipher my wordplay/

 

(Verse 7: Kid)

Kid, silly syllable wordplay, on the right lane, where the curb lay/

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day/

My city my committee, bitch eat where the dirt stay/

Damn shame niggas in my crew can't bang/

You the man, fame, here's my man Cane, reaching for something/

That he can't obtain. like a black man in champagne, sip champagne/

The way we eating her we gonna need bibs with a side of cribs/

On an open mic, sleep tight, this ain't Nyquil/

I'm not from Pakistan but I still offer water to a bomber

Tell him to kill a baby toddler/

Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars/

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all nigga's childish/

We young folk here, spitting' raw street knowledge/

 

(Verse 8: Anonymoose)

Its round two and I don't what the fuck to write/

Now I know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights/

Darkness from the lights, monsters from sprites/

But everyday, the heights stay out sight/

Out of sight, out of mind, but who in their right mind/

Would want to confined to this grind/

I ain't gonna lie, its try and try again/

I ain't spiritual but i'm thankful, so for that i say amen/

I haven't made fuckin yen as this rap middleman/

But i got more tricks up my sleeves then fucking Ben ten/

 

(Verse 9: Lucifer)

You're in danger, I'm laying' emcees in the manger/

like Baby Jesus in Bethlehem, release anger/

my flow is so sick like rape by complete strangers/

and I speak on the meek and defeat, weak rangers/

rhymes sweet, hacking' up on a beat, meat cleavers/

I'm making' no peace for these snakes, street sweepers/

like ghetto choppers, metal hollers, deep freezers/

you should stash my flows in, I'm frozen, need reasons/

I'm the cops' block defiance, never stop the violence/

creating', making' Satan's in my caves, drop the science/

Yakub, man it's crazy insane, your brother's devil/

but every time I spit a clever rhyme, another level/

let's make fucking history/

 

(Verse 10: Lexie)

This quarter I ordered altars/

Since I quarter dimes in order n' preach crack in holy water/

Mix it, did you get it? I sell this n' never falter/

Propelling through heirs to alter the air of fairness offered/

I even the odds, believing its odd is even as odd/

Cause weaving' facades is as easy as lobs of feed to the cod/

Treads get left upon heads as legs are leaving your Saab/

This game's hard for victor see? but you believing its not/

So, I clog up ya diaphragm entire wire cage, laced with liars, friars, lames/

That's the framework of rap- all the desire prior? Drained for this victory/

 

(Verse 11: MasterBigT)

They said last time we caused a entire forest fire/

And with the train takin it higher, we're going down a contorted wire/

A dire situation, which is the foundation of my unhinged motivation/

Rapper's liberation, flames going higher then fuckin rappad's hinged creation/

Like the hunger games, my battle for respect plants the mighty seed/

To show the world who I am, even more potential then 420 wildly on weed/

I rightly know i'm indeed just a tiny puzzle piece to the highly coveted picture/

But words speak louder then action, crazy-ass reinterpreted mixture/

Guess what? I am the second coming of Pac, the new revolution/

Hail mary, Me and the family, a contribution to the solution of the true evolution/

 

(Verse 12: KNB)

First name Victory, last Of The Decade/

Yes I've been betrayed, never obeyed/

See what goes around come back so shamefully/

I've been stripped of my pride so painfully/

But I allowed it to happen so brainlessly/

God has forgiven me gratefully/

Now I'm laughing cause they get so mad/

You wanna apologize well that's too bad/

Now you see me up at the top of my game/

I may not have fame but I have a respected name/

 

(Outro: MasterBigT)

 

Thats A Rap!