why be about it when you can LB about it

[5t3vi3 B]

who wants sum, get get sum...anybody can get it...19 bars...yo have to start with a punchline n end with a punchline...rule 2...opponents must say eachothers name once...

[Mr.E]

yo i am sown for a battle so agree and its done

[5t3vi3 B]

im down verse coming up rite now nigga 48 hour response limit...LB LUV

[5t3vi3 B]

here u go dawg...real chi town shit...PURPLE CITY IN THE BUILDIN' LB CRAZY



who killed Mr. E, who know's, it's a mystery, im on point like the top of the letter I...
i'll blow your fro up, i dont never Mr. T (miss the T) meet me in the ring, you like a bitch thats 3 months pregnant, you dont show up...
keep your poker face, i got gun's so big they could blow up a fullhouse, no dan tanner, wipe the strap with the bandana...
cant stand a snitch ass, ill stick my dick in your bitch ass, not your bitch, your bitch ass...
bet you'll have a cow if i pull out the ox, burn you with the toast ill turn you to a ghost...
must be bad karma, im a cool cat but you should act calmer cuz when when the slide on the pipe pull back ill push your skull back...
bullets'll run you over like a fullback, you dont want trouble family, 2 shots'll open your lid like a shoebox...
call it a double whammie, you'll get stretched out like tube-sox, you pumpin' kool-aid thru your veins...
ill put the pump to your juice-box, im a winner, i dont lose ahk, if it's beef you should make a truece ahk...
im ignorant as shit, i'll stick you in your crib with the wesson to your rib's n snatch all the picture's of your chick...
nigga you aint hardcore, my gun heavy as a cardoor, you aint got the heart for the game...
stay in your lane or you'll get smoked like a marlboro, you the type to get sent off n take the fall for nigga's...
you just the fall boy, im the poster boy, i'll lay you flat like a posterboard, if you aint gon' bust the gun why you hold it for...
my skill's is impeccable, n nigga's is sleepin' on you like a desk in school, im extra cool so your chick dig me...
ima be all in her hip's quickly, the kid's spiffy, doublebarrel to your eye's the shotgun'll take a peek at you...
im throwin' thunder like im Pikachu, dont worry when you get burried the worm's finna sleep with you...
so keep it cool, i keep a tool like tim allen, ill murer inc. you for the paper, call it pen pallin'...
ima be countin' the bullethole's in your hat ahk, i'll open it like a lap-top, how can i miss, i cant not...
i never been a bad shot, my gun clap when im shootin' like a basketball mascot...