Deuce vs BIGGZ
- Thread starter MrDontGIVEaFUCK
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DeuceThatYungPimp
Aight cuzzo here we go...Deuce lookin' for his first win on the siccness wil he get it?
Checc...........
mridontgiveafucc ur nuthin but a flimsy clown/
people askin me for encores, u got empty crowds tellin u “please sit down!! /
my rhymes are off tha top “still” (steal) unbreakable, u were tha weakest link allowed/
at this siccness site, yet ur tryin tha unthinkable/
defeat me? im “flowin” like a “spring” ur shit is undrinkable/
now watch me “tap” into my verbal skillz and label u a tranquil hoe/
straight lines hit u, no curvable crescents i give women multiple orgasms with my
“Verbal Essence”/
ur a pest, unpleasant unworthy of my presence/
my incondescence is proper, my effects are doppler too advanced for u/
a pauper, a peasant less popular than tha Hanson crew of tha present/
u need to just mmmmmm... stop, im bout to “bake my cake” and “enhance it” too/
my shit is just “hotter” thats y i got more “fans” than u /
battle me? come up wit a better strategy u couldnt “hold me down” if u were gravity/
now thats fuccin tragedy step in tha ring leave on a gernie, just be glad u leave/
bout to “assault” ur “battery” and shut u down gradually/
treat u like “My K-Swiss” and “wear” ur azz “casually”/
flows like an erosive breeze find tha craccs in ur stanzas and treat em corrosively/
rip siccness threads ferociously even R&B lovers notice me/
lookin at yo shit like, “Whats that supposed to be?” “I dont know but watever it is dont let
it close to me” /
i post to please i have a verbose disease, u boast u can roast “nuts”? well u can toast to
deese/
u need a ghost writer in tha worst way, but i know niccas wouldnt “wrap” for u if it were
ur birthday.....
Did't rip you enought homie?
Checc
u lacc resistance ur a knacc for assistance... for instance... UR WACC/
confused, tryin to retract ur dicc for distance... thats senseless i have a “penetentuary” mind
but its fenceless/
“killer” rhymes always escape i see ur defenseless defeat from me u could never negate/
im always tha “utensil” neva tha “plate” now u stepped up to “bat” only to see ur wins
vacate/
ur in a bad condition forever destined in a fixed losing position while i petition ur estate/
now ur wishin u thought before u spake im afraid to warn u a life of perdition is forever
ur fate.... so i let them tko u now? or should i tell them to wait...
That's my shit love it or hate it but either way vote for ya boy Deuce
2 C's
Aight cuzzo here we go...Deuce lookin' for his first win on the siccness wil he get it?
Checc...........
mridontgiveafucc ur nuthin but a flimsy clown/
people askin me for encores, u got empty crowds tellin u “please sit down!! /
my rhymes are off tha top “still” (steal) unbreakable, u were tha weakest link allowed/
at this siccness site, yet ur tryin tha unthinkable/
defeat me? im “flowin” like a “spring” ur shit is undrinkable/
now watch me “tap” into my verbal skillz and label u a tranquil hoe/
straight lines hit u, no curvable crescents i give women multiple orgasms with my
“Verbal Essence”/
ur a pest, unpleasant unworthy of my presence/
my incondescence is proper, my effects are doppler too advanced for u/
a pauper, a peasant less popular than tha Hanson crew of tha present/
u need to just mmmmmm... stop, im bout to “bake my cake” and “enhance it” too/
my shit is just “hotter” thats y i got more “fans” than u /
battle me? come up wit a better strategy u couldnt “hold me down” if u were gravity/
now thats fuccin tragedy step in tha ring leave on a gernie, just be glad u leave/
bout to “assault” ur “battery” and shut u down gradually/
treat u like “My K-Swiss” and “wear” ur azz “casually”/
flows like an erosive breeze find tha craccs in ur stanzas and treat em corrosively/
rip siccness threads ferociously even R&B lovers notice me/
lookin at yo shit like, “Whats that supposed to be?” “I dont know but watever it is dont let
it close to me” /
i post to please i have a verbose disease, u boast u can roast “nuts”? well u can toast to
deese/
u need a ghost writer in tha worst way, but i know niccas wouldnt “wrap” for u if it were
ur birthday.....
Did't rip you enought homie?
Checc
u lacc resistance ur a knacc for assistance... for instance... UR WACC/
confused, tryin to retract ur dicc for distance... thats senseless i have a “penetentuary” mind
but its fenceless/
“killer” rhymes always escape i see ur defenseless defeat from me u could never negate/
im always tha “utensil” neva tha “plate” now u stepped up to “bat” only to see ur wins
vacate/
ur in a bad condition forever destined in a fixed losing position while i petition ur estate/
now ur wishin u thought before u spake im afraid to warn u a life of perdition is forever
ur fate.... so i let them tko u now? or should i tell them to wait...
That's my shit love it or hate it but either way vote for ya boy Deuce
2 C's
Deuce, I'm gunna welcome you to the bay like done deal, fuck your hood in LA-
Slang dick to all your boys is all you everyday-
Hand on my cock, spray cum with a flood, had you thinking you were in the Milky Way-
Lyrics so cold, you though you were frozen in an ice tray-
your rhymes are like old peoples teeth, they decay-
bitch you better obey your new master and watch what ya say-
fun games i dont play, fuck you and your rhymes their both gay-
cut ya size down with my ax, when ya speak you sound like a duck, so stop the quacks-
your cd will never hit racks, i'll eat your rhymes like some midnight snacks-
ride on you liek your railroad tracks, milt you liek candle wax-
both you and your bitch are like twinkies, always gettin pumped with white-cream-
NO night-dream, its reality my regime that will leave ya body floating downstream-
NO MORE NAMED DEUCE, i call you PAT-MA-GROAN-
this is my combat zone, REST IN PISS on your tombstone-
relax, dont let your hormones control your actions,i've always been better and now its being shown-
dawg your phony, played like Sony this is your burial ceremony-
My testimony, I WIN, stir you like macaroni-
homeboy you cant see me if ya had a telescope-
to beat me, you need more then hope-
bitch i aint ms cleo but i'll read your horoscope-
it says you lose, now dont go crying to the pope-
Lyrical composser, me defeating you with lil exposure-
now your body is rottin, organs clottin all in closure-
cut ya body up like chuckie,spread your blood from cali to kentucky-
bury you with your rubber duckie, you thought you were gunna beat me, come on now homie you aint that lucky-
your rhymes are garbage i bet you sound like OFFICER DOOFY "retarted"
Deuce vs biggz, this battle was over before it even started-
all love dawg, juss shaking rust of in battling..
Slang dick to all your boys is all you everyday-
Hand on my cock, spray cum with a flood, had you thinking you were in the Milky Way-
Lyrics so cold, you though you were frozen in an ice tray-
your rhymes are like old peoples teeth, they decay-
bitch you better obey your new master and watch what ya say-
fun games i dont play, fuck you and your rhymes their both gay-
cut ya size down with my ax, when ya speak you sound like a duck, so stop the quacks-
your cd will never hit racks, i'll eat your rhymes like some midnight snacks-
ride on you liek your railroad tracks, milt you liek candle wax-
both you and your bitch are like twinkies, always gettin pumped with white-cream-
NO night-dream, its reality my regime that will leave ya body floating downstream-
NO MORE NAMED DEUCE, i call you PAT-MA-GROAN-
this is my combat zone, REST IN PISS on your tombstone-
relax, dont let your hormones control your actions,i've always been better and now its being shown-
dawg your phony, played like Sony this is your burial ceremony-
My testimony, I WIN, stir you like macaroni-
homeboy you cant see me if ya had a telescope-
to beat me, you need more then hope-
bitch i aint ms cleo but i'll read your horoscope-
it says you lose, now dont go crying to the pope-
Lyrical composser, me defeating you with lil exposure-
now your body is rottin, organs clottin all in closure-
cut ya body up like chuckie,spread your blood from cali to kentucky-
bury you with your rubber duckie, you thought you were gunna beat me, come on now homie you aint that lucky-
your rhymes are garbage i bet you sound like OFFICER DOOFY "retarted"
Deuce vs biggz, this battle was over before it even started-
all love dawg, juss shaking rust of in battling..
A
Verbose??? What the fuck is 'Verbose" intended to mean or imply????
'people askin me for encores, u got empty crowds tellin u “please sit down!! /"
^Ya best line duece...
My votes taken by Biggz thou...
He had some tight lines & then some that were just decent...But overall...He said alot more wit his verse then yours could dream to accomplish...
'people askin me for encores, u got empty crowds tellin u “please sit down!! /"
^Ya best line duece...
My votes taken by Biggz thou...
He had some tight lines & then some that were just decent...But overall...He said alot more wit his verse then yours could dream to accomplish...
DeuceThatYungPimp
Aight homie hahahahah Good lookin' out though.
But uh 1 thing I hear people sayin' that some shit don't make sense tell me where..........becasue anything that did'nt make immediate sense I put in inverted coma's '' '' you know? and it's on you to picc it up and make sense of it.
Aight cuzzo you won
2 C's
Aight homie hahahahah Good lookin' out though.
But uh 1 thing I hear people sayin' that some shit don't make sense tell me where..........becasue anything that did'nt make immediate sense I put in inverted coma's '' '' you know? and it's on you to picc it up and make sense of it.
Aight cuzzo you won
2 C's
