Just the verse by Possessed and Jibbarish atm

Manage:

Plazma:

Possessed:
I'm blazing fakes at amazing rates, raising stakes
Creating beats that change the pace your pace maker makes
Possessed: holding it down like paper weights
Scrape away the rest of the flesh of your face with razor blades
Roll with the most ferocious click, omens as we flow is sick
Grab your fucking heart out of your chest and then spit over it
I got a sixth sense -
I trapped the future in my voice box then spit knowledge that doesn't exist yet
Wrote rhymes on coke lines, my sound is dope
You'd be sicker spitting, sticking your finger down your throat
I rhyme like bullets, for free I blast your Glock
Spit beyond decibles and leave year long aftershocks
I exterminate the opposition. Swallow a dictionary and regurgitate sick verses upon the rhythm
This is rhyming brother - like two chicks sucking the same dick me and my click wanna outshine each other

Jibbarish:
You want a punchline, here, I'll smack the coke out your nose
The only thing you're gonna be spitting out your mouth is broke teeth
Call me the medicine man, I get you hyper like an adrenaline gland
Most emcees don't even make sense like an American tramp
Life in the streets, tearing it up like a tiger with meat
Rip my fucking heart outta my chest and then rhyme to the beat
Run with a bunch of heartless soldiers, I got a mind of a scientist
??? leave you stumped like an armless bowler
We even heard up in space
If you dare to call me a wack emcee, than I wack emcees up in the fucking face
Erase anybody like a venomous tree snake
Winning against me is like fighting Freddy in your dreams mate
It leaves emcees looking stupid like ????
I shoulda been called Chino cause I've exhaled so much
Spit the illest metaphors the world has ever saw
You think you was in Vietnam the way I'm dropping the bomb in the record store
The light's under my brain, but nobody's home like an old house
Join the World Wrestling Federation cause you sold out

Doc Brown: