Rd.1 Fatal and Dvious vs. Curt B and Micbrilla
- Thread starter MrDontGIVEaFUCK
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Curt B and fatal the rematch// this fag pop a "wood" like "fleet-mac" when he sees me-rap// i'll make u eat-gats when my beat-slaps..better get ready-fa-heat// im "grim reepin" music cuz im "deadly"-on-beats..killin-the-tracks// fatal, im fillin-ya-ass wit-lead// fuck u, im drillin-ya-raps-instead..skippin-the-flesh// but if u start gripin-ya-vest than im spittin-this-tech wit the quickness vicious into-ya-neck// raise my aime and keep distributin heat til ya missin-ya-head//the interest-is-dead.. fatal’s voice-is-def// to me ya noise-is-reps..over-and-over// how u scream murder when i keep jackin u leavin u broker-and-broker// while curt b’s shit keeps getting doper-and-doper// my message is flyin over-ya-shoulders..over-ya-head// left frozen and broken while u still holdin-ya-tech// leave u rollin-a-set..of dice wishin-fa-luck// curt b aint givin-a-fuck while he rippin-ya-up// I slap fatal wit baby powder like im pimpin-this-slut..fuck fatal and D fuck-u-too// u must be trippin thinking I wont step up-to-u..oh-shit this hoe-get his whole-wig blown and left wit no-wits.. seem like u been too long under-the-sun// got "jim carrey" screamin u "dumber-than-dumb"// previous dvious was thugger-than-some// now he face some real folks and get hit wit thunderous-guns.. fuck ya fake appearance and ya nuts-u-hold// I’ll spit a mediocre rap and kill ya cuz ya jus-too-old.. quit fuckin-wit-kids// ya nuthin-ass-spits aint phase me so u should jus keep runnin-from-this thread// if D come clean than he leavin wit sumthin-in-his-head.. it aint a message or lesson, im talkin metal-spikes// hot lead bullets who knock out the opponent to settle-fights.. my shit hits so hard I rip all-of-ya-section// fatal and D is in cardiac arrest someone better get to callin-the-medics..
sumthin quick..siccness down for a while so i jus posted now.. kinda tired but fuck it..
sumthin quick..siccness down for a while so i jus posted now.. kinda tired but fuck it..
fuck i hate it when tha siccness goez down.
i come to tha table-with-heat, Fatal-&-D leave Curt B strangled-N-beat/
visit tha cradle-with-me, get mangled-with-eaze, when Curt hitz tha scene tha fablez-increase/
cuz he aint poppin-nothin, think ya droppin-sumthin? stop-tha-frontin/
u aint hot-when-bustin.... and you aint beatin no onez ass, you get popped-when-rumblin/
you're in an unshown-demension, come to us you're in tha wrong zone-when-steppin/
my sick N twizted blown-intentionz with chrome-N-weaponz got ya lookin at ya own-intestinez/
az soon az i capture-fatez-im-gone, you gotta love me but at tha same time you have-to-hate-tha-Don/
cuz i got wut u wish you had.... skill, you're "whacker" than a fuckin Masturbate-A-Thon/
crack-ya-face-N-stomp ya to drop ya like Mic B'z soap when hittin-tha-pen/
you're wishin-you'd-win but theze lyricz are rippin you directly in tha grill, splittin-ya-chin/
im committin-a-sin everytime i bust-a-hot-one, you get rushed-N-dropped-son/
if i were Curt i'd never team with you, cuz i aint a fag.... plus-im-not-dumb/
hush-tha-talk-chump, your skillz are gettin you nowhere like a flat tire with no-spare/
you gon-stare when you read this, talkin bout "Fatal and Dvious? that's NO-FARE!"/
you two are thinkin-your-sick? watch ya shit cuz if we catch ya blinkin-you're-ripped/
you think you're flowz are a big thing like tha Titanic.... Double K iz sinkin-ya-ship/
tha reazon-you'll-slip iz cuz your both overconfident, neither of you iz known-for-droppin-hitz/
you got heat? you're too slow-when-cockin-it, catch one to tha dome-for-talkin-shit/
you’re nothing but a joke-like-comic-stripz…. take your cartoon-asses-away/
i harpoon-faggotz-who-say we cant kill em off…. you two better get the masses-to-pray/
cuz i smash-wombs, put you in a fag'z-tomb from a verbal stab-wound/
and you two bitchez cant retaliate cuz your shit'z more "booty" than a baboon/
ya shit'z whack-Curt, i attack-first to smack-smerkz off your faces... theze handz-hurt/
this man's-worth less than donated verses from that fag-smurf, you're on banned-turf/
and Mic-brilla…. you gon catch heat from tha 380 nine-milla/
ima smash on your ass you fag.... rename Fatal tha dyke-killa/
ya changed ya name from mic-B cuz tha B wuz symbolic with two-holez/
im too-cold, spittin liquid nitrogen to leave you-froze with blue fingerz and blue-toez/
who-knowz when it'll-end.... bust a Tony Montana and introduce you to my little-friend/
step to Fatal & D, you're in between two crumb crusherz, like a cookie on ya mom's middle-chin/
i come to tha table-with-heat, Fatal-&-D leave Curt B strangled-N-beat/
visit tha cradle-with-me, get mangled-with-eaze, when Curt hitz tha scene tha fablez-increase/
cuz he aint poppin-nothin, think ya droppin-sumthin? stop-tha-frontin/
u aint hot-when-bustin.... and you aint beatin no onez ass, you get popped-when-rumblin/
you're in an unshown-demension, come to us you're in tha wrong zone-when-steppin/
my sick N twizted blown-intentionz with chrome-N-weaponz got ya lookin at ya own-intestinez/
az soon az i capture-fatez-im-gone, you gotta love me but at tha same time you have-to-hate-tha-Don/
cuz i got wut u wish you had.... skill, you're "whacker" than a fuckin Masturbate-A-Thon/
crack-ya-face-N-stomp ya to drop ya like Mic B'z soap when hittin-tha-pen/
you're wishin-you'd-win but theze lyricz are rippin you directly in tha grill, splittin-ya-chin/
im committin-a-sin everytime i bust-a-hot-one, you get rushed-N-dropped-son/
if i were Curt i'd never team with you, cuz i aint a fag.... plus-im-not-dumb/
hush-tha-talk-chump, your skillz are gettin you nowhere like a flat tire with no-spare/
you gon-stare when you read this, talkin bout "Fatal and Dvious? that's NO-FARE!"/
you two are thinkin-your-sick? watch ya shit cuz if we catch ya blinkin-you're-ripped/
you think you're flowz are a big thing like tha Titanic.... Double K iz sinkin-ya-ship/
tha reazon-you'll-slip iz cuz your both overconfident, neither of you iz known-for-droppin-hitz/
you got heat? you're too slow-when-cockin-it, catch one to tha dome-for-talkin-shit/
you’re nothing but a joke-like-comic-stripz…. take your cartoon-asses-away/
i harpoon-faggotz-who-say we cant kill em off…. you two better get the masses-to-pray/
cuz i smash-wombs, put you in a fag'z-tomb from a verbal stab-wound/
and you two bitchez cant retaliate cuz your shit'z more "booty" than a baboon/
ya shit'z whack-Curt, i attack-first to smack-smerkz off your faces... theze handz-hurt/
this man's-worth less than donated verses from that fag-smurf, you're on banned-turf/
and Mic-brilla…. you gon catch heat from tha 380 nine-milla/
ima smash on your ass you fag.... rename Fatal tha dyke-killa/
ya changed ya name from mic-B cuz tha B wuz symbolic with two-holez/
im too-cold, spittin liquid nitrogen to leave you-froze with blue fingerz and blue-toez/
who-knowz when it'll-end.... bust a Tony Montana and introduce you to my little-friend/
step to Fatal & D, you're in between two crumb crusherz, like a cookie on ya mom's middle-chin/
Im LEAVING these "D"ECIEVING pee wee's that SEE-ME so "DVIOUS", (2) "Too FATAL", DISABLED,CRACKING ya face like ACNE, quit ACTING, cause this TAG-TEAM'S back again at "TWO" different ANGLES//u get MANGLED and CHOOSE-DUDES on I-CANDY, aint MY-FANCY, but its OK-CAUSE-UR-GAY, the only FAG on tha MAP claiming NORTE//u proably just dont get play You get jacked, u get sprayed-But play wit YO-LIFE,get HIT from my SPIT CAUSE-THIS-BITCH- IS-FIT to FOLD-RIGHT,so HOLD-TIGHT to YO-LIFE//as i PENETRATE rymes MOTIVATED from HATE,fuck "FATAL & DVIOUS, BOTH-GET-THROWN in the LAKE, THROWN-AWAY for coming SO-GAY,SO-THEY-SAY// stay in a safe place for ages,it only takes just 1-MIC, FLIP threw the pages WITNESS all these BITCHES HYPE,I rep tha PEASENTS even though im a VETERAN its BETTER-THAN being a KNIGHT, or maybe just better than "FATAL-THE-DYKE"get's beat by the RILLA-NAMED-MIC//im sic of all you who only act REAL-ON-THIS-SITE, DESPITE-I-DESPISE-THESE LIES// Too tha FULLEST, your life is just BULLSHIT, and ya mind must be FILLED-WIT, YAYO,Livin Tha N get KILLED, CONCEILED & STAY-BROKE, while im a god in this game and people do what i SAY-SO, if i SAY-GO,and flow, I-SUGGEST-YOU-JUST-LAY-LOW, DVIOUS as all your GAY-JOLKS, PROBALY SUCK DICK 4 SOME GRIP ur way of GETTIN-ON-PAYROLL, sorry im LATE-THOUGH while u were at home thinking hard on ur verse i was raging in SAN DAGO//But still my OBJECT was NONSENSE, more CONSTANT when my TOPIC on u faggotts was MOB-SHIT!, in this contest, GOD BLESS, u get DROP-KICKED, for spittin such ODD-SHIT, these two losers couldve been a PROSPECT, so fuck it take this win just like the BOMB-CRIP, cant fuck wit me when im on SCRIPT like a PROFIT//through these HARD-HARDSHIPS, u think ur an ARTIST, just think ur the HARDEST, cause Mic B-Bring you from HARDEST-INTO-THA- GARBAGE............