Mr. Voodoo, Saukrates, Afrolistic, Choclair, Skam, and L.I.F.E. Long Freestyle (A Trip Below) Eddie Ill & D.L. (Ft. Afrolistic, Choclair, King Skam, L.I.F.E. Long, Mr. Voodoo & Saukrates)

[Intro: Mr. Voodoo]
Yo, check it out, yo. It’s Mr. Voo, know’m saying? Repping for my man Eddie Ill, my man D.L., know’m saying? We gon’ do it like this. Check it out. Check it out, one time. Check it out, yo

[Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo]
Ayyo, rappers want to battle but ain’t got the nerve
I step into the square and babble those fatal words
Once the target observed, I insert the clip and revert
To hitting anything that move. Mentally ill with the
Intent to kill crazy emcees. My flows like [?] to these
Baby emcees. The greatest in the ‘Ville scooping ya
Ladies and cheese ‘cause your pimping skills
Compared to mine [?], miniscule
The premise still blessing mics, black cuties, and mamis
This rap shit’s depressing like four more years of Giuliani
So I inhale a fume, selling wholesale doom
Undressing niggas quicker than Clinton in a hotel room

[Interlude 1: Saukrates]
Yo, keeping it Eddie Ill, stay on the D.L. Keeping it Eddie Ill and stay on the D.L. Keeping it Eddie Ill, staying on the D.L. This is Saukrates getting ill. Check it out

[Verse 2: Saukrates]
Illiterate. Niggas getting schooled ‘cause they into it
Pussy getting soaked ‘cause I’m hot when I’m inniment
The crowd raising hell for what, punk? I’ve giving it
A hundred and ten percent of acid. I’m spitting it
At you. Brand your skin, so fuck a tattoo
Bitch or a nigga, I’ma fuck you and blast through
Your frame. Like nonveterans, insane
They seen the light. Motherfucker, I’ma show you the same
Just so their life isn’t sliced in vein/vain
I train niggas to go against my grain. Daily I rain
On motherfuckers like food from a plane
Welcome the nourishment, honey. Rice and peas is my name