Wanna Battle Me?  By GeMaD of the Upstate Crew
I'll turn your torso around/ bend you over/ stick your head up your ass/ you
try to battle me? you're life won't last/ I'm rap's future, present and past/
all your suffering is courtesy of me/ G-e-m-a-d/ Get off my stage cause you
don't know me/ word is bon jovi/ like heltah skeltah/ i make it hot to melt
ya/ you know where to find me/ my address is Welcome dot to/ slash/
UpstateCrew/ me and CD/ along with PHD/ rip your body into three/ it's all
about the grands baby/ I'm laid back but not lazy/ I just smoke trees til I'm
hazy/ I'm speaking from expierence/ I've killed a ton/ I stalk MC's with my
lyrical gun/ I'm a killer that's depressed/ mad scar tissues and my people are
opressed/ you blow/ lyrically give BJ/ I grew up in the Boardingtown PJ/ I'll
kill ya white or black/ fuck dat/ I don't own a racist gat/ I'll put anyone on
their back/ next on my list is you/ here's your warning/ what will you do? 3
is understanding/respect is what I'm demanding/ 4 is culture/ 34 destroys
discrimanation/ Upstate Crew getting lyrical domination/ UpstateCrew dot cjb
dot net/ leave ya wet/ leave an MC covered in blood/ Bitches spilling pussy
flood/ I'll break your knees the wrong way/ so you'll out your own teeth/ tear
up the floor boards/ bury you underneath/ break your neck so bad you can kiss
your own ass/ but I'm the only one that laughs/ pull up your ribs and punch
your liver/ your blood is flowing like a river/ I'll rip your eyes out the
sockets/ show your ugly face/ then stick them in your pockets/ cock my shit
and shoot rockets/ watch as your gay body fall/ take a shovel and shatter
their skull/ listen to my thieses/ as I break your feeble ass into pieces/ got
all my hell hounds on leaches/ we'll mistify you like fog/ then I'll release
Devil Dog or SunDog/ na, I'll do it myself/ hit you so hard you get a blood
clot/ leave your body there is rot/ bounce back to Gemadnis and smoke pot..


1st verse of Afta Dark
Gemad from Upstate Crew/ Step in the ring/ You're through/ Stick pins and
needles in you/  Representin' Cornhill Is what I do/ Mary St. Click MOB/ The
rest of the fam/ I murder like the son of sam/ Spittin religious reading/ I'm
the reason you're bleeding/ If you're out in the dark/ You'll die quick/ DJ's
don't like this type of shit/ Like that hardcore/ Cause we rap like we're
poor/ That's cause we're from the streets/ Fuck you and you're bitchass beats/
Thinking you a real bad boy/ Using that mic as a toy/ I sprinkle holy water on
your head/ You double cross me/ You're dead/ Pull the plug on your death bed/
Leave ya seeing red/ The duel at high noon/ Laying in a pool of maroon/
Praising the real MC's under the moon/ The new album coming soon/ Teaching
children still in the womb/ Diggin up bodies in their tomb/ The ulimate plan/
To capture the promised land/ Shared by white and black brothers/ Praising the
holy mothers/ Giving us birth/Make your face blue like smurf/ Your body washes
up in the surf/ Beating your weak ass to the turf/ You front on me/ That can't
be/ Something that can't be forgiven/ UC'll play you like Riven/ Think I'm
kidding?