S.T.K Vs Jay

[STK]

ladies and gentleman, get ready for the battle of the century
Jay vs S.T.K, ima make this N*gga history
aint no mystery, you cant campare to the kid
he probably got a ghost write call him gillie the squid
from Philly to Madrid,
im the best to write poems
he tryin to be my clone
his flow so simple, probably use rhymezone

The topic is war
stormin beaches and every shore
hell raisin, dream chasin,
Kill until theres no more
inorder to restore,
the power to the people
let it be know, when i write. we are not equal
this is not a prequal, this is where your story ends.
Jay dies first round, tell his Yahoo! friends

your lyrics boring and very unexciting
your sh*ts hard to understand, like Mz Flys writing
you cant remember your rhymes, but its mines you reciting
so quick like lightning, ill shock ya whole system!
im a assasin on the mic, and you was my 1st victim

[Jay]

Yo, Im Flattin ya rap, attackin this wack, thats more fake than a Japanese hat...runnin over your verse, over lappin ya tracks,at the hairdresser is the omly time S.T.K. will be havin a plat (platnium)...Im so real you could say Im reality, you lame, this aint no game but its gonna be you Final Fantasy...before you die hit you with nine fatalitys, find ya family and define insanity..so yall voters tell me, is he murked, his style's too small, like a todler with a mini skirt, Ima lyrically kill this jerk, Ill bizerk,thats me and ima say it how it is, u ****** suck, a needle to arms the only time youll shoot somethin up, you must smoke more than u earn, cuz like a retarded kid, u just wont ever learn..my punchlines hit you with a diss dude...like a girl on a toilet i never ****** miss dude!
S.T.