Your rhymes can't affect me,
number one in my field
And if you say you wanna battle,
your bets still chill
Overwhelming with his guts,
get the hell out his face
MC's like you need some
more trembling bass
I'm like a lion's roar,
stomp your head to the floor
All your
MC's ain't nothing, so get out the door
I'm a cold -blooded rapper
when it comes to a diss
I wrote this rhyme, now you are pissed
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha,
Ha, ha,
You thought that was just money?
Here's the battle royale
Well, I'm the
Lord
KL and I'm here to rest
Sucker
MCs, so place your bets
Put your money on me,
cause I'm a winner
Sucker
MCs, I eat for dinner
Chumps like you are allergic to life
And if you walk upon this mic,
you'll be slayed on sight
So I keep slayin' chunks,
cause it's my turn
Sucker, if you stay in the battle,
let the third degree burn
But hear this, but hear this,
the king's has arrived
The
Lord and
Chris is back and we're takin' no jive
Boy, you're naffy here to suck us
when I'm coast to coast
But before we start this battle,
watch your body but soul
And if you take off them jeans in the corner,
they'll win
You jumped on my dick
when I stepped on the scene
I told you you were good,
but I sold you a dream
I'm back for my revenge,
a bunch of tribes are dead
This rhyme is for you,
now you are pissed
Putting words in paragraph
s that don't belong
Words out of magazines,
some words out of songs
Go far without the reggaeton
to change your voice
Some raps are hard,
but most of mine's are moist
Chillin' at a party, tryna play
LL
Grabbed a whole two of drums,
he said, man, you smell
Got on the reggaeton,
the rock real strong
The next time it turned around,
all the people were gone
This jam is big, I'm not kidding
Kamasa's on the tables and it's
cuts off a bidding
Kicking it lots,
so put your feet on the pedal
The first ones to beat us,
they were sure to get a medal
We make all our music all across the land
For the hip -hop ladies
and the hip -hop mans
When we chill at the party,
we provide the juice
And if you think we can't rap,
well, here's your proof
Your rap has been spelled,
and your voice is a mystery
Me and
Howl
Lord are legends in history
Play right,
Mariah, put yourself in a trap
Set fire to your ass, you will burn like crack
Sit down for a while,
and you try to get cooler
Next time, you know not to battle the ruler
A natural -borne rapper never
call me a nigga
You'll escape from the battle,
but your trouble gets bigger
Put down the mic, let's go a one -on -one
I knock ya out,
but chillin' ya would be fun
Cuz I'm a cold -blooded rapper,
when it comes to a diss
I wrote this rhyme, now you are pissed
Ha -ha -ha -ha, ha -ha -ha -ha
You thought that worthless money
is the power of law
Well, get off the mic,
cause your time is here
Or prepare for your doom,
cause your death is near
Don't try to diss the
Lord, cause my revenge is severe
With a rhyme from one through ten,
I could end your career
I'm an everlasting rapper, I will not fade
And if a chump try to front,
then he'll just get slayed
You come to battle me, well,
preach your doom
You might survive the battle,
but you'll suffer the wounds of
Having to lose against the
Lord,
K .L.
Many
MCs have came, but they all failed
If you persist on to rhyme,
then we'll take it to the limit
So listen to this rhyme and you
better not forget it
Like the planet needin' water,
the sunlight, the sea
Like a cake, it's delicious,
the wheat is nutritious
Reporting for duties,
that's what I tell the bitches
Like a rhyme, I will crush,
like a toilet, I'll flush
If you persist on to rhyme,
your head will bust
As the world will turn, all
DJs will get burned
I'm regarding life,
I'm holding the mic
Cause good
F -Lenny is what I be
But on the left -hand side,
you step from
Impact
T
I'm strong,
and I'm built like a powerhouse
And if you ever try to battle,
we will knock you out
Cause
M &M peanut is what I like most
That's why our name's in
Nova
Scotia