ROUND 1: Lee Zilla v. Stay High
- Thread starter Stealth
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you're not THAT ill, son
Cannons will leave holes in your soul the size of watermelon bowls, hollowed out//
your hoe…I follow-out in the dark from work, chloroform and the towel-out//
ya jive turkey gobble mouth…a nice river cruise…cement shoes...leave you to ogle-trout//
my weapons scream…i left the shoddy-shout//
I often spit nerd…but my rhymes are not that tame//
many claim to pop-them-thangs out of a speeding chocolate-range//
but I don’t creep slow…I park…cut off the engine…hop-out-BANG!!//
Speed limit to the precinct…tell the cops-your-name, location and how I made your brains drop-out,-hang//
from Alaska, I cock-south-dames…separate your ACL//
…I spit with “sonic” speed…too fast for you to know what your future en-“tails”//
I fart lines and leave a wind-trail strong enough to uplift ten-sails//
your bars I bend-well…I don’t give a fuck//
leave nut on your woman’s butt and send that slut to pizza hut//
just to tell her I no longer want it…hence why after all these many years she finally let YOU jump up on it// bloody seconds…my erection wrecked-it wretched//
if this battle were the primaries…this election I’d get selected in seconds//
i must be fuckin drunk...*edit for typos...sorry
Cannons will leave holes in your soul the size of watermelon bowls, hollowed out//
your hoe…I follow-out in the dark from work, chloroform and the towel-out//
ya jive turkey gobble mouth…a nice river cruise…cement shoes...leave you to ogle-trout//
my weapons scream…i left the shoddy-shout//
I often spit nerd…but my rhymes are not that tame//
many claim to pop-them-thangs out of a speeding chocolate-range//
but I don’t creep slow…I park…cut off the engine…hop-out-BANG!!//
Speed limit to the precinct…tell the cops-your-name, location and how I made your brains drop-out,-hang//
from Alaska, I cock-south-dames…separate your ACL//
…I spit with “sonic” speed…too fast for you to know what your future en-“tails”//
I fart lines and leave a wind-trail strong enough to uplift ten-sails//
your bars I bend-well…I don’t give a fuck//
leave nut on your woman’s butt and send that slut to pizza hut//
just to tell her I no longer want it…hence why after all these many years she finally let YOU jump up on it// bloody seconds…my erection wrecked-it wretched//
if this battle were the primaries…this election I’d get selected in seconds//
i must be fuckin drunk...*edit for typos...sorry
Enough with the kindergarden hooked on phonics bullshit-
i eat up your candy coated flows then smoke your punkass,
similar to what i do wit a full zip-
loaded up with a full clip, you got rubber bands and folded paper-
in REALITY, no cannons, this lil bitch is holdin' a stapler-
i'll lyrically rape ya, Ironically I went Cammando this morning-
but it was upstairs in your room when ya girl said "..fuck my man tho, I'm horny.."-
you're corny, i'm quite nice like a young Mike Tys on Fight Night-
leave ya lit up with more holes then a finished picture on a light bright-
against nerds like you I insight fights then run in smashin'-
i stay wit so much fuckin' ice I might as well be an Alaskian
i eat up your candy coated flows then smoke your punkass,
similar to what i do wit a full zip-
loaded up with a full clip, you got rubber bands and folded paper-
in REALITY, no cannons, this lil bitch is holdin' a stapler-
i'll lyrically rape ya, Ironically I went Cammando this morning-
but it was upstairs in your room when ya girl said "..fuck my man tho, I'm horny.."-
you're corny, i'm quite nice like a young Mike Tys on Fight Night-
leave ya lit up with more holes then a finished picture on a light bright-
against nerds like you I insight fights then run in smashin'-
i stay wit so much fuckin' ice I might as well be an Alaskian
