Week 3... Seak v. Deuce
- Thread starter MrDontGIVEaFUCK
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Aim-DeuceTheYungPimp
Aight someone must have shit against me here,Fatla nightmare,Tragic and now Seak? This shit startin' to get funny son.
Fucc it i'll go first Deuce on the mic checc it
YoYo,
Yo,I indefinitely disintegrate whole military forces,
I'll lay ya crew out with the forces of nature's sources.
You contend effortlessly with my lyrical denominations, verbal domination,
I'll lay desolate waist to any nation no matter what the fortification.
I'll take the win from "Seak" on any occasion,
your spirit subsides when you die as a result of mummification.
I'll put my lyrics through your ears and pull your mind through your nostril cavities,
I'm the one man army causing crews casualties.
ashes to ashes my mind works the fastest,
tan your clicc cuz my flow burns like genital rashes.
"Seak" turns to rust in my hand,
I'll turn you bacc into dust and sand,
cut off the airflow in your throat by making your necc glands expand.
I'm confusing critics more than metaphysics,
as CBC connects crystal clean bullets to your crew's neccs,
I'll put my colt so far down your throat you'll consider it
anal sex.
As I elaborate, I lyricly obliterate with the situations in my verses that I insinuate.
Its undebated that people agree with me even when my opinion remains unstated.
I don't even know why I'm rhyming first, you don't have a title to defend,
maybe you just choose defense cuz you like being on the receiving end.
I'm resurrecting this culture, watch as I make the dead arise,
I feel no vibrations as I witness whole nations fall before my eyes.
I'm taking the win from this battle heart and soul,
and the only thing you'll be receiving from this battle is
a 9 milly in your ass hole.
That's off the dome Freestyle,Not pre-written,Let's get the votes comin' in.
2 C's
Aight someone must have shit against me here,Fatla nightmare,Tragic and now Seak? This shit startin' to get funny son.
Fucc it i'll go first Deuce on the mic checc it
YoYo,
Yo,I indefinitely disintegrate whole military forces,
I'll lay ya crew out with the forces of nature's sources.
You contend effortlessly with my lyrical denominations, verbal domination,
I'll lay desolate waist to any nation no matter what the fortification.
I'll take the win from "Seak" on any occasion,
your spirit subsides when you die as a result of mummification.
I'll put my lyrics through your ears and pull your mind through your nostril cavities,
I'm the one man army causing crews casualties.
ashes to ashes my mind works the fastest,
tan your clicc cuz my flow burns like genital rashes.
"Seak" turns to rust in my hand,
I'll turn you bacc into dust and sand,
cut off the airflow in your throat by making your necc glands expand.
I'm confusing critics more than metaphysics,
as CBC connects crystal clean bullets to your crew's neccs,
I'll put my colt so far down your throat you'll consider it
anal sex.
As I elaborate, I lyricly obliterate with the situations in my verses that I insinuate.
Its undebated that people agree with me even when my opinion remains unstated.
I don't even know why I'm rhyming first, you don't have a title to defend,
maybe you just choose defense cuz you like being on the receiving end.
I'm resurrecting this culture, watch as I make the dead arise,
I feel no vibrations as I witness whole nations fall before my eyes.
I'm taking the win from this battle heart and soul,
and the only thing you'll be receiving from this battle is
a 9 milly in your ass hole.
That's off the dome Freestyle,Not pre-written,Let's get the votes comin' in.
2 C's
I’m callin this in advance Duece- another lose I’mma bout to hand you//
nothing you can do- I got phatter “Bars” than Roseanne’s clan dude//
my plan’s to, get sick as fuck- “in-Duece” like vomit//
each comment I regurgitate seals this nerd’s fate I promise//
your just gonna have to accept that- take it as a setback//
look a-head to week 4- and see 2 weeks before- when I “FaTaL-ly” twist ya neck back//
in this league- you seem to Seak FaTaL and Tragic losses//
so witness screams- when I creep and take no faggot hostage//
blast like hot lead, aim like a Glock’s infrared- wont be truce//
sadly I only get one win- even tho I dropped twice as hard to beat “Deuce”//
any scheme produced, will fail- introduce live announcers//
they’ll see seak regulates in rough “bars” with the might of bouncers//
(my counters)- this empire’s immune to military muscle//
(rip ya)- ya whole verse was “ass” like where you ‘claim’ to burry muzzles//
ya pack no weaponry- thoughts of blastin me’s a fantasy//
like tennis, even if we tie- I’m still servin Deuce so it’s “advantage-seak”//
nothing you can do- I got phatter “Bars” than Roseanne’s clan dude//
my plan’s to, get sick as fuck- “in-Duece” like vomit//
each comment I regurgitate seals this nerd’s fate I promise//
your just gonna have to accept that- take it as a setback//
look a-head to week 4- and see 2 weeks before- when I “FaTaL-ly” twist ya neck back//
in this league- you seem to Seak FaTaL and Tragic losses//
so witness screams- when I creep and take no faggot hostage//
blast like hot lead, aim like a Glock’s infrared- wont be truce//
sadly I only get one win- even tho I dropped twice as hard to beat “Deuce”//
any scheme produced, will fail- introduce live announcers//
they’ll see seak regulates in rough “bars” with the might of bouncers//
(my counters)- this empire’s immune to military muscle//
(rip ya)- ya whole verse was “ass” like where you ‘claim’ to burry muzzles//
ya pack no weaponry- thoughts of blastin me’s a fantasy//
like tennis, even if we tie- I’m still servin Deuce so it’s “advantage-seak”//
