Lights

[Kool Beenz]

you already lost against me

[MoodMuzik]

dont be scared xzibit... we are all friends here... dont bitch out...

scared of what....i dropped my round 3...above

[MoodMuzik]

All your raps was a nice creation
u brought me back from the dead like reincarnation,
How did i get associated in this, i amaze myself knowing i can beat u in this wen i aint even motivated
Ill go ahead and start round three
Cant believe your still able to breathe
Everyone is yelling who’s hot and who’s is sicker
But they didn’t know “Xzibit kills Lights” Is a trending topic on twitter
Its time for us to contact the media about Lights death, people cried
Enough of that Michael Jackson coverage, when are we ruling this a homicide?
How many more times you wanna do this and lose
Its obvious im giving you more than a bruise
You wishing you were in my shoes
Its getting out of hand, bout to end kids career
Im his biggest fear, hes seeing me in his nightmares   

I guess everything is going my way, great strategy
dude is going for another round, making this more of a tragedy
reading your lyrics I coulden't help but throw up, im now sick
never knew a straight guy would ever talk about that much dick
Each round its gunna get worse, im giving you a lose in the battle and your life
keep dissing me and ima end your life on a cross like Jesus Christ
no chances this time, getting it over with say good night
im treating you like a bitch now, aint that a bad sign
im your god now so apologize and say the Hail Mary 5 times
don’t understand what your trying to portray, half the shit you say ain't exceptional
I know one thing for a fact, Tim Hardaway don’t like you, hes against homosexuals
Its crazy how im doing another round, hoping to end it with one love
Dubcc is a family and we kicking you out like young buck
Dubcc wants this to go 5 rounds therefore I know im losing round three
Don’t understand why people want me to continue fucking with the decease
Or we can go to the doctors and find a cure for LIGHTS disease
If not who the fuck am I here to please
Feeling bad for lights, he cant get off his Meds
Not only that, but he cant get a bitch, not even Superhead

Have to admit, lights was dope in round 3, hes a fighter
But only thing I wanna ask is who u pay to be your ghostwriter?
I record my shit to show I have more than you, I got a Flow
Keep the hate coming and your ghostwriter will be exposed
Lights like to think hes the boss
He don’t get that im doing him like 50 did Ross
Round 3 im coming much sicker
So should I say im doing him like Nas did Jigga?
Is the verdict out yet, am I wrong or am I right?
In a couple years its gunna be how “Xzibit did Lights”


Lights has a hard time putting together a classic
But I know for a fact dude would make the infamous “joe budden vibe bracket”
Half the shit LIGHTS says ain't even true and QUEEN is biased
Lies more than fox 5 news and your girl needs to be quiet
Everyone says you is dope and need to bring it out the vault
You ain't got shit, I just out did your shit so its my fault
Getting down to the end of this rap, the last of your bones
More than half of dubcc don’t respect you, treating you like who is mike jones
You make me sick, your raps cant get any better?
Now I understand why common USE to love her
You earned your way on to my hit list
Really feeling like Xzibit now, making me RESTLESS
Destroyed you so im taking you off my diss list
Im coming as hard as the LOX
And im messing you up as much as DMX
Actually u remind me of Dmx you’re a hit or miss
But you continue making bad decision and doing dumb shit
One of those bad decisions was u picking up a pen and paper to write a diss
This is 70 bars of death, first round I already made you slit your wrist
Your probably asking yourself where did it all go wrong
But it don’t matter not even Autotune is saving your song
Keep your head up lights, you gotta stay strong
Im sorry you had to step into my territory
Its time for me to take the shovel for the 3rd time and bury
Im out, I gotta make a visit to the Cemetery




70 bars of Death


did u miss it lights lol

[LAXCENTRAL]

 
You are mistaken on so many levels, like you’re hanging off a clif, like a cliffhanger
Or a motherfucking airplane propeller, you know who’s real and who’s better
Fearing me, as you’re becoming fucking wetter, like a pen’s ink on the letter
Signing away your insignia on that card board like a resignation of a quitter

I got cheese on my mind that I’m always down to find, grind it and rewind to step one
This is Sam, Lights, your MINDBREAKER, code cracker, and natural ecstasy cooker
I Find you on the streets, on your knees, begging low-lives please, set me back to ease
As I seek to find my life, before the hour of five, as I pursue a wife in this life

Yo bitch, yo snitch Xzibit, what you have for exhibit don’t even inhibit
You’re always sprung off my life style, how I be living in the soutern cali
You dream of a yellow GMC Denali, and I gotta FERRARRI IN THE ALLY
I like to take that shit to the valley and meet your girl Alley in So Cali
If she down to fuck I can give her ecstasy, keeping her going easy,like the pill mali
So now you’re a fuckin retard parrot, like the actor bird from the movie PAULIE
And if you care to know, I even fucked your trampy ass hoe of a sister named Holly

Jesus gives people eases, helps fill people’s lives with free will and better feels
This helps people relax more, therefore cause more calm and tranquility; serenity
Serenity and Serendipity, like there is not a single, muscle to hustle and ounce of stress

So hustle your shit and flow. You know LIGHTS is calm and XZIBIT is tense
Hense I give you beats from a fuckin violin, chilling with that girl My Linh, Howlin
Trying to fuck a girl named Pauline, so I am confused about which girl I’m callin
To see which booty im pushin, which tush, im cushin, for the night I’m shroomin

So little hommie, homo, faggot, pussy lickin’ bitch that you are,
You know you mess with Lights you cannot get very far…
I’ll can your ass down. Like 50’s & Ross’s spits in a fuckin jar!
So put on your fucking boxing gloves and lets make a 4th round spar.
Beat, as you’re knocked off your feet, and heavy breathing beat by beat
Take your ass out, like the trash at night, and leave you to be raised on the street
Born and raised on the street, trying to figure life out, to make things more discreet

Yo lil homo, you know, fo sho, you will be out and no where to go
How you did LIGHTS dirty, hommie Lights was always dirty.
Messing with lights you got a lil dirty, but you’re style is gay and flirty
Like you’re rapper for bitches, like a  male stripper pleasing hoes over forty
I am just talking about the opinion of the majority with the most seniority

Clearly and freely people expressing thought of provocative strong dislike
To the shit you’re spitting.  They find it to be very boring, like an old man snoring
Like a roaster yelling out loud in the morning, after a funeral’s mourning that’s forming
You sound like you’re confused bitch in my lyrics, but I like you cuz you’re conforming
Accepting the reality, truth and dares in life, Reforms with everything lights stands for

If I win the number one flow-MASTER in the world I promise
I will give you free advice like pastor
Speed things up in life make it go faster
But you’re always and will be hater like a child of a bastard
Having a mind lyrically ill and criss-cross clustered

Battling Lights you know you lose, you don’t even have to snooze
Lights figured out long time ago every one of blues clues
He knows how life feels in every pair of your shoes
It’s clear who gets the winning decision that judges choose
Clearly it is xzbiit the one who don’t even inhibit, so I let him lose

I don’t know about no cemetery, but I'm in Pet Semetary
You’re losing because you’re running out of commissaries
You want to try something keep it missionary
If you don’t know how to fuck look it up in a dictionary

My dick in your bitches mouth, a drawing in pictionary
You feel like im in your dream. scary, nighmares 3 times daily
My bullets, bust your flows and your mind instructed spits
Hit up a Hailey’s Comet from the East, causing infectious yeast
At this time you don’t deserve to share with me a sacred feast
You are fake like that idiot who was blowing out blue mist
You are so retarded that with everything you need some assist

I will give  you aids if you wanted to be assited
I know you always wanted so you preisisted
All put together, you had things insisted
These are only half of the things that I listed

[MoodMuzik]

     The Lights Story Part 1


We in round 4 and im here to give a toast
Couple days in and I see no fucking growth
Like the beginning of 8 mile u choked
Im switching it up this time, bout to tell a story
Had to take it to the next level, im sorry

Sunny California day, boy named lights arrived
Parents thinking there baby was a blessing in disguise
Lil lights knew his talent was rap that was his prize
Battling other people was his thing, had the lyrics to get into other people minds
Physically dude wasent shit though, would always get fucked up in fights
Kids never knew why he would get knocked out, guess that's why his name was lights
Lights was always a wanna be gangster that dreamed to be in a penitentiary
Parent were always worried, poor kid coulden't even get out of elementary
High school finally came around and he battled kids for their pay checks
Lost every fucking battle, now he knows why mom never had money for phone texts
Fuck it she aint have shit, had to get paid by selling herself, stripping and having sex
Lights was living a fucked up life, Signed up to dubcc, his only positive moment
Literary elements section was his home, always kept his mind focused
He didn’t know the battle with xzibit444 was gunna be the day his career starts fallen
Went in there thinking he was going to destroy X, now he hears GOD calling
Round 1 came around, close round both came with dope sounds, great brawl
Lights didn’t realize this was the beginning of his downfall
Round 2 for me was the beginning of my best
Lights didn’t want no more Got my screen name and asked to be my best friend
But he asked for it, so im killing him, what don’t he comprehend
Round 3 was when I was committing murder, hoping to send him on the death bed
Went home crying that day, chances of winning the battle was him winning the lottery
He coulden't believe that this whole battle turned into a crazy Horror Movie
How he battled a dude that good always amazed me
Xzibit444 was reckless and crazy
Only thing coming out of lights mouth now was “ save me”
Only way Xzibit gunna stop Is if lights settles for the guilty plea
Lights didn’t surrender, so in round 4 X was forced to throw him in the sea
Will lights die this time? Who knows will find out soon
Until then this story will be have the label “to be continued”

[LAXCENTRAL]

FINAL ROUND... FIGHT

You want it to be continued, pause it, don’t let your feeling turn out to be a riot
Tell us what’s poisonous and what is the eatable food
Confused feelings that’s you have, hard for the world to be viewed
It’s like you spitting out tobacco or weed that you chewed
It doesn’t get you high, faded or your life’s gray area shaded
It’s as real as the avatar of lights; was introduced, loved, and then made it
It’s like the apocalypse on a larger scale, a completely weighed hit

Again we see a story that stretched and confused
Leaving the world under another myocardial contusion
Distorting the information about lights, his family, and his mite
I think mistakenly you’re taking a wrong bite at hommie Lights
Once he takes off his crazy sights you know he’s ready for fights
When off go lights away become the warrior of dark nights
We call him the invader. the predator, the darker knight, at night that lights

Talking shit about your own mother, father, sister, and brother
You know you’re lying, but to admit the truth you don’t bother
In reality you’re afraid to say Lights reminds you of your father
A Control freak Scropio running the Show like in bed with your mother
Causing that bitch to scream louder and prouder as giving birth to xzibit

This moment is important just like his first birthday, we should exhibit
The day he became a US Citizen, like a proud childbirth of the hour
He is the seed that we harvest from the flour, but he is gentle as a flower
Delicate like a rose, somewhat gay like the way he likes to pose,
a lyrical compose but eventually 2nd to best when put on LIGHTS’S TEST
So bow down before lights and beg to me. for a no contest as you protest
For being the one farthest, to be left behind, in the group of many in the nest
As you try to understand you cannot compete with your father; Lights; who is the best

[MoodMuzik]

Round 5 is coming

[Chamillitary Click]

^it's unnessesary, Xzibit already won.

[Kool Beenz]

^it's unnessesary, Xzibit already won.

agreed

[LAXCENTRAL]

^it's unnessesary, Xzibit already won.

i personally think your ass kissing is unnecessary

[The Phoenix]

Great lines by both.  Lights, some of your best shit.  Xzibit, came thru hard.  Sorry Lights, got to give the win the Xzibit.  This has got to be a classic thread in the Keystyle section.

[LAXCENTRAL]

good shit...

[you gon always be my latin queen bitch]

yeah its fair to say x-man won...altho lights was dope...and thats includin c-man slippin here n there but his bars were fear fist of fury and that cant be denied

[Nigga_With_An_Additude]

okay okay x won but many props go to lights..........

[you gon always be my latin queen bitch]

lol of course noone was hatin on lights but you gotta give it up to the winner
lights the homie tho

okay okay x won but many props go to lights..........