"OFFICIAL BATTLE THE PERSON ABOVE YOU THREAD"
- Thread starter LEE-ZILLA 69
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spleckavelli dont get mashed on like the dude in sawedoff's avatar
come on this bitch thinkin you a star, and leave it minus your jaw
you flows is soft, like a fuckin gummy bear
you from the 925 aint nothing hard comin outta there
so dont talk shit, when you aint even close to livin it
we distribute it, wie killin it, and ya weak ass raps we just aint feelin it
i just feel like i gotta spit something on the topic...nothing deep
come on this bitch thinkin you a star, and leave it minus your jaw
you flows is soft, like a fuckin gummy bear
you from the 925 aint nothing hard comin outta there
so dont talk shit, when you aint even close to livin it
we distribute it, wie killin it, and ya weak ass raps we just aint feelin it
i just feel like i gotta spit something on the topic...nothing deep
now the mr meth said blaze two and call em in the mornin/
in this case blaze one stands for bitchin and moanin/
what the fuck was you thinkin gettin up the mix/
talkin area codes then where the fuck u live bitch/
see i'm just startin in here and you aint fuckin wit mine/
let me skip this bitch and fuck with some one who can rhyme/
so heres to the bed buddies wantin some attention from me/
keep on callin me son and bet it'll be pops in ya ear buddy/
i never said that i was bangin never said i was a g/
but i'm sayin i'm spinnin circles on these Urkels above me/
talk about committin murder well pimpin come on and touch me/
you aint the only killa around so its best not to bluff me/
and now to the girly groupie with the hyphenated lyrics/
allow me break it down so its simple for u to hear it/
get--off--of--my--dick--its--reserved--for--yo--bitch/
be--fore--you--talk--shit...realize u got a pussy for a pic BITCH/
luckily i'm used to breakin many bitches at the same time/
so its nothin u pussies want more get to back of the line/
honestly i'd like to keep goin, but i gotta get up outta here...
in this case blaze one stands for bitchin and moanin/
what the fuck was you thinkin gettin up the mix/
talkin area codes then where the fuck u live bitch/
see i'm just startin in here and you aint fuckin wit mine/
let me skip this bitch and fuck with some one who can rhyme/
so heres to the bed buddies wantin some attention from me/
keep on callin me son and bet it'll be pops in ya ear buddy/
i never said that i was bangin never said i was a g/
but i'm sayin i'm spinnin circles on these Urkels above me/
talk about committin murder well pimpin come on and touch me/
you aint the only killa around so its best not to bluff me/
and now to the girly groupie with the hyphenated lyrics/
allow me break it down so its simple for u to hear it/
get--off--of--my--dick--its--reserved--for--yo--bitch/
be--fore--you--talk--shit...realize u got a pussy for a pic BITCH/
luckily i'm used to breakin many bitches at the same time/
so its nothin u pussies want more get to back of the line/
honestly i'd like to keep goin, but i gotta get up outta here...
uh uh dont think ya gettin off that easy
i rep that 510 and we way to greasy
way to mean for white mike from 925
your rep, your man, the game gon' pass ya code by
let me get high, gotta shake these thoughts
of fuckin ya sister in front of ya pops
while ya talkin to cops, im back on tha block
got my stock in my sock as im blowin a chop
u lost boy, i hope u find ur way
dont exit in my town, u end up m.i.a.
r u a part of bay?....naw i dont think so
dont talk back to a pimp or u will get slapped hoe
i rep that 510 and we way to greasy
way to mean for white mike from 925
your rep, your man, the game gon' pass ya code by
let me get high, gotta shake these thoughts
of fuckin ya sister in front of ya pops
while ya talkin to cops, im back on tha block
got my stock in my sock as im blowin a chop
u lost boy, i hope u find ur way
dont exit in my town, u end up m.i.a.
r u a part of bay?....naw i dont think so
dont talk back to a pimp or u will get slapped hoe
dog...i'll cut-n-paste your fuckin-face to a slut-in-lace// then give your were-about to cats looking for a butt-to-chase// you are the only disgrace..plus you are a bitch... i i guess i just dissed-grace, the amazing waste// a joke-to-those with ashy feet in-open-toes used to getting poked-and-rode// the lyrical rope-a-dope// smash your head through bicycle tires and leave your choked-with-spokes// you are like a retarded rape victem...to slow-to-cope//i flow-in-slopes...my peaks are mountainous insurmountable// so im not to be held accountable// when you fall though an endless abyss or-casm...attenpting to acheive a verbal orgasm, because you heard send emcees to nervana before-stabbin' with overlappin rappin
this nerd-is-shook...he thinks i rhyme with assistence...aparenty hes not too versed-with-books///whats worse-he-looks like ones of with broken wrists and fancy-sass// my rhymes do damage-fast...he will definitely see stars when this rock bursts his candyass// repremand-this-crab..diss you then dismiss you like i used military issue tissue to wipe my ass with-you// you're a "shitsu" im a pitt-bull that rips-through, use my teeth to grit-you// you'll get slapped up and flipp-too...ya bitch-you
again..i laugh// i got him to dust off his pen and pad and drop his archieves// its like his mixed mush with peudo smart-lines// in the dark a shark-finds..the remains of your belittled soul// reduced him to bragging about his flip-and-roll prison lip-control// god must have missed-the-mold, found it..stepped on it when he shit-this-troll out of what appeared to be his mother's pissy-hole// there are some things you have to know...you can not cook..stop fronting like a top-chef// you feel that hot-breath on your back neck...//get used to getting your corn bread took//
you can stay in it...as in your neck tucked-in-a-noose// i'd be out tonight..but i had to work...whats-your-excuse// to be fair...you are out closet wise as depicted in your switching eyes// your face-gets mangled, laced in kango// you speak of bursting stars and tasting-rainbows// through me, you live vicarious (sp)// only difference...you're bi-curious excepting profit...// now please..i'd like for you to stay on topic// i spray rayon toxic// the failure of your intellect is catastrophic// you are the one living check to check. meager earning thinly lining your pockets//where as my science fixes rockets
ehh, you are boring me
ehh, you are boring me
ironic commando, your shit is weak i need to start assasinatin/
my bars cut sharp like samurai swords, target on your head that im decapitatin/
your silly bars are the cause of your own destruction/
commando, sit back, relax and watch as your rank make a fast reduction/
your gonna be embarrassed like being part of indocent exposure/
now watch me shut this shit down like fedss on housing for-closure/
i mean really, lyrically im like tha hitler to jews/
re-accuring holocausts, you survivin this battle is short dued/
talkin' about being bi curious, commando only in tha army to fuck g.i. joess/
these bars just exposed you, like you walkin around with panty hoesss/
nigga face it i just murkedd you/
hurts real bad like five-ohh that just maced you/
this was tooo easyy, like fuckin your main beeeezy/
my barsss are done, niggga its a wrappp/
now im gonna go chill, and make shit clappp
xD
haha, was kinda bored so i figured i would try it out.
i think that was the first time i actually wrote some barss to BATTLE.
edit: i know its battle shit, but i was just wonderin how i did?
=/
my bars cut sharp like samurai swords, target on your head that im decapitatin/
your silly bars are the cause of your own destruction/
commando, sit back, relax and watch as your rank make a fast reduction/
your gonna be embarrassed like being part of indocent exposure/
now watch me shut this shit down like fedss on housing for-closure/
i mean really, lyrically im like tha hitler to jews/
re-accuring holocausts, you survivin this battle is short dued/
talkin' about being bi curious, commando only in tha army to fuck g.i. joess/
these bars just exposed you, like you walkin around with panty hoesss/
nigga face it i just murkedd you/
hurts real bad like five-ohh that just maced you/
this was tooo easyy, like fuckin your main beeeezy/
my barsss are done, niggga its a wrappp/
now im gonna go chill, and make shit clappp
xD
haha, was kinda bored so i figured i would try it out.
i think that was the first time i actually wrote some barss to BATTLE.
edit: i know its battle shit, but i was just wonderin how i did?
=/
does your metal blade cut through fleash-and-bone// with my weapons-honed... i got one hitter clip shitters like i was one of "tek"ken's-own//you idolisze the guy that made that rhyme///i hired the guy that made that ryhme (real spit...shingo-2 [sing-O2] performed at one of my events)//in time, you'll come to realize my shine// so enjoy it now...a win agaisnt me...although a crime...is a benefit to your to your peace of mind// and with that...im fine
I read that rap and soundin like i was hooked on phonics
ironic commando boy ya need to learn some ebonics
or maybe smoke some chronic, cause that shit was weak
next time mumble ya way thru it, like you was keak
seak and destroy is the games that cammando plays
joystick games, cause you dont know what to do wit ak's
pull the trigger it sprays, like a sick mans sneeze
you talk loud on the forum, but oh so quite in the streets
not even a peep, u look away when noticed
run back to the trailer, nuthin left but an eviction notice
your home went up it flames caught the wraith of blaze
dont mean to bash on ya boy, but I blaze up on you lames
forget my name, i dont wont it in your toungue
say my name say my name bitch and you done....
I dont even know kats....bored at the 9to5
ironic commando boy ya need to learn some ebonics
or maybe smoke some chronic, cause that shit was weak
next time mumble ya way thru it, like you was keak
seak and destroy is the games that cammando plays
joystick games, cause you dont know what to do wit ak's
pull the trigger it sprays, like a sick mans sneeze
you talk loud on the forum, but oh so quite in the streets
not even a peep, u look away when noticed
run back to the trailer, nuthin left but an eviction notice
your home went up it flames caught the wraith of blaze
dont mean to bash on ya boy, but I blaze up on you lames
forget my name, i dont wont it in your toungue
say my name say my name bitch and you done....
I dont even know kats....bored at the 9to5
Who wanna battle? yall aint ready for rap tatics//
This aint rap city the basement. more like the rap attic(addict)//
With word play like foreplay.. easily labeled harassment//
Please kids, its like you're playing russian roulette with automatics//
Game recognize game, It's that plain and simple..//
If they wanna play A-PART, easy... leave their brain disassembled//
I call it the "look-a-like" flows. isn't strange how they all resemble?//
Disfunctional mind sets, like when a heart beat discontinues//
The American history X flow, make jaws drop to the pavement//
It's funny, like how parents turn into pay-rents//
So who's this blaze kid. probably a gay kid//
Possible hyphy groupie candidate. flows are just Bay-sick(basic)//
Federal rap ethics, feel like im the reason they made guns//
The epitome of an open casket, my defintion of a blazed one//
This aint rap city the basement. more like the rap attic(addict)//
With word play like foreplay.. easily labeled harassment//
Please kids, its like you're playing russian roulette with automatics//
Game recognize game, It's that plain and simple..//
If they wanna play A-PART, easy... leave their brain disassembled//
I call it the "look-a-like" flows. isn't strange how they all resemble?//
Disfunctional mind sets, like when a heart beat discontinues//
The American history X flow, make jaws drop to the pavement//
It's funny, like how parents turn into pay-rents//
So who's this blaze kid. probably a gay kid//
Possible hyphy groupie candidate. flows are just Bay-sick(basic)//
Federal rap ethics, feel like im the reason they made guns//
The epitome of an open casket, my defintion of a blazed one//
