Who-da-rat in the system, I gotta find em and kill em by feedin em to-tha-cat in da kitchen//
Tryin to backrupt my business, I don't appreciate that//
Have you ever felt the feelin of flesh smacked wit a barb-wired baseball bat?//
Best believe its Escobar enterprises, I be shippin-tha-coke//
Every employee knows that I hate suprises, this rats liven's-a-joke//
I'm gunna find you and hurt you, fool you ever seen casino?//
Before you can think twice I'm stickin you head in a vice as if my name was De Niro//
I been doin my detective work and I'm slowly stackin-up-clues//
Gotta look at life from my perspective, I got nottin to lose so I'm jackin-tha-rules//
Lets me honest whats the world gunna do without me?  Gunna get shit elsewhere//
People actin like they savin the world when really the department of health don't care//
I'm the modern day Scarface, come from the gutter-to-reign//
I gotta car and a plush place, dont ever let me hear you mutter-ma-name//
I'll take a chainsaw to ya brain, do you like the bitch-you-are//
Beat your ass with a chain and treat you like the snitch-you-are//
Think I'm about to get busted for you? essa you wrong, you gettin sliced before-its-over//
We alone in this room, just me and you bitch, do you feel lucky punk? you got a four-leaf-clover?//
Can't you see what you've done, like Snoop Dogg I paid-tha-cost to be-tha-boss//
No point in sayin prayers or drippin blood on the floor tryin to make-a-cross//
Your times up, you ain't leavin alive, so its best not-to-struggle//
You snitched to the 5-0, now the storys switched to your survival, funny how the police all flock-to-trouble,
The more you move around the more that wire digs into your wrists bitch so keep movin,
I've been through it all man, I've walked through fire, I'm so high right now I'm dunno what I'm doin//
But its all good cos I found you, what bitch you tryin-to-speak?//
I don't wanna hear shit of you faggot, I raise the gun to your head cos I know your dyin-to-sleep//
Bang, the silent sound of a sniper bullet shatterin the glass and enterin my flesh-is-heard//
Bang, best believe I'm takin you wit me bitch,..........at 11PM we on the news sayin 2 deaths-have-occured//
Pablo Escobar and his brother Jemuel both dead, holy shit, nar this can't-be-right//
You ain't no snitch you my brother, I guess thats the price I paid for gettin high last night//

Anything between " " Is a clue to who i am..you'll find out who i am at the end..

I was his "right hand man", always with Señor Escobar...
Imma "piece o' work", Chillin under Esco's Bar...
Pablo was rollin in cash, And I was his "main protector"...
I was a "hot head". spilt more blood then a Vein Molester...

But...

I remember that day, We Found out how we was snaked out savagely...
Mr. Escobar was on the phone, I was on the couch "layed out by magazines"...
The breeze carried a starchy smell, And of course it was a borin day...
I looked at my "chrome", I was pale...or more like "mornin gray"...
Up all last eve, steady to blast, but instead Pablo had deceived the Bunch...Yea..  
Feds had stopped by the night earlier Dont think they believed the Front...
Mr Escobar said he would kill the bastard rattin him, Juelz Rodriguez...
The guy on the other line was confused, “Why kill Juelz? he says...

The plan was 'mapped out', took awhile but was done 'At-las/Atlast'...
Me, and Pablo rolled up in the white limo...I was gonna stick this bad ass...
With a "mouth filled with loose change" I was ready to "spit dimes"...
This dumbfuck shoulda respected the empire, now he'll pay for his crimes...
When we went to his door, He was playin some game alone with his kid...
Saw the dominoe pieces scattered under the table...We had some bones to pick...
He told his son to go upstairs...he knew...And "I havent been revealed yet"...
Pablo "reached for me and pulled me over", I saw his open mouth, I was here to seal it..

I slammed him on his neck, making him stumble backwards and fall...
On his knees he tryed to run, but I made sure the bastard could only crawl...
He lay gripping his leg on the wood grain of the Mansion like estate..
I "set down", as Esco Pulled a blade and took vengence to his face...
Then "picked me up" and made Juelz look like god had made a mistake...
Blood sprayed over the dominoes layin on the Ivory chess board...
He was iced, chopped, whacked and left like a wrecked whore..
Still the starchy smell, I was "still heated and I had to smoke"...
O yea Im Pablos "Gun", The columbian ever blastin colt...


YALL CAN VOTE NOWS

Is that a vote Mack? thanks...

whoa.....seriously i thought bez's verse was pretty hot but gawdamm jemuel that verse was fuckin ill...possibly 1 of the best drops ive seen on wcc..............

I thought his verse was good to but only because the build up to the end, the gun thing.  Apart from that I thought his verse lacked these so called KEYSTYLE ELEMENTS that are ever so important.  I didnt do any real looking into the rhyme at all and basically wrote that rhmye in about 10 mins.  Whatever tho.  I thought mine was much better, no offense Jem.

Gotta go with Jem on this one too, good creativity, good flow.  Bez, for real, your verse was hot, some of the best shit I've seen you lay down and I been peeping your shit for a while.  I honestly thought that Jem would have a hard time toppin' it, but he came so good he just edged ya...

vote=Jemuel

aight.

Good battle Jem, its a knockout homie.

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that battle was tight.... good shit from both of you