he wont i thought he was good cuz he laid to good verses down for me ewhen we made theme of villans....but he fucked up my song the phantom his verse didnt rhyme at all.......and i saw you son him lol.Quote:
Originally Posted by Negroid Czar
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he wont i thought he was good cuz he laid to good verses down for me ewhen we made theme of villans....but he fucked up my song the phantom his verse didnt rhyme at all.......and i saw you son him lol.Quote:
Originally Posted by Negroid Czar
Yeah, whatever. He wants to get personal with it because he can't come back with a decent verse. It's pretty sad when dudes catch feelings over the internet.
more funny than sad though
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Originally Posted by AcidPhosphate69
I don't get personal and don't care for battling on this forum cause there is too many dickriders. That's it bottom-line why I don't like battling on this forum.
Plus as far as a decent verse goes that's all IMO anyways, peoples own opinions just like everybody likes different mc's and so forth. That's why contrary to what you think I take nothing personal at all. I do the exact opposite knowing that everybody likes different shit, has a different favorite mc, etc. I don't care for what other people have to say or think that is why I don't even care for battling. Like what they say or think even matters. Actions speak much louder than words.
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Whatever dude, I wasn't the one pulling up other people's post history to try and get at somebody. You are right though, actions DO speak louder than words.
i havent noticed that much dickridin at all but w.e, ayo who wanna battle pm me 1
Fire blow your brains blow your chrome on your chains
You riding up in thw block hot locks to be changed
Okay ya'll think you can be possesive
You could be tempted lyrics in bars impressive
I got you hectic those burns of war of all of the medics
Now listen up
Yo I call out DJMethods kid got skillz or any one else.
Mattlocka And Trumpets
Didn't know to reply in here haha. Yeah i'm up for that bro, gotta improve my MC game anyway.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mattlocka
DJMethods V.S Mattlocka be up soon riight
I'm up for a battle (would be my first) only my 4th verse ever in the hip-hop world
just make the thread, I'm going to bed.
use the rules everyone else uses
riight bizzlez V.S Mattlocka be up soon
so ya niggas gonna act like i aint even here haha wtf, someone pm me and we get this shit started.
peace
bizzlez your still down for battle if so I make the thread.
And adedwutang I pm you if it not going down with bizzlez.
Yo master big, wanna battle?
I call out Mouser Words
i call out anyone who wanna get knocked da fuck out...
Knock me the fuck out lets do it, you make the threadQuote:
Originally Posted by White N Dangerous
Someone bring it on then?? all vets whoever wants to get dealt with i'm a monster on this keyboard haha
Said Yo to every one
Peace Mattlocka
.. I am a God ..
.. :learning: ..
THE Beast
yo iniquity u up for a rematchin im callin u out yo...
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Originally Posted by Sleep Sinatra
.. lol .. don't do this to yourself sleep ..
.. :looking: ..
bring it on man,!! yea bring it on again!! nah fuck dat!! i dont like people playin on my phone!! lol
look for a battle#(
I'll battle anyone, I'm just waiting for the Saints-Colts game to happen. I'm not good at all though. If anyone want to, set it up.
I'm just trying to improve.
Battle here it's open so keep a open mind
Peace
open battle here
this me this you, pitcher of blood ill serve to oyu, from your own personal nano...
im like elpaso, cool like the ranch hoes, so i fold like stadium seats co worko..
solo, no no, lone lone ranger on the top of the view, have the beef skewed..
so now im gonna attempt to visualize the kid nap, nap sack, till your mom come back..
talk alotta smack with the tool play patty grab, put bread on beef, neat like GQ g's..
please believe, cause it in one who we trust, turn hour glasses to ash, work on my ===.........
i pass the grass and expose they craft, kinda slow but fyper speed the cash...
create killing like hitler missions, pla position like are fathers on the digits, we thumb switchin, leave these Barbeques crispin sringin these steak nd chickens, king dishes so i midas twist they cabbage like a iron chef on the time twitchin, gritting get missin like muslims intentions, so what going on.. war no more in iraq, so we the terrorist that kidnap journalists on the scene, i smoth out they face like avon cream, clean they mouth out cause i call my tool out listerine, call em 2% how they skimmed on the paper missing, i leave they tonsils tingling is they last feeeeeeelingggg,,,,,
im touching you kids like priests... boys is aunts taking out them niece.... bi-seat warmers, in they big S.U.V's....
killin me worst then these chicken heads who wanna turn us missing..
im on the concrete like welcome mats greeting.. ( got that good stuff )
wheres the good stuff meeting.. ( what new in news, cash rules )
i pass holes through they neck like cancer stick patients, i murda babies like brenda maybe...
who knows i flow like the labourors tryin to listen to captains, only steel they handling..
we 007 knowledge to kill, why they keep asking me take my pills,subside my evil...
you boys is stunts i jump you like evil kenevil, people in the crown who cares wheres the females...
i use em to rob you two-way'd like instant e-mails, paid through the wire like paypal...
or should we say wireless, wires to strangle em, send buffy to kill this blood sucker...
kiss ofo death i guess when she pouts nd puckers..... i handle numbers like a loan shark loaner
next werd be feelings...when you caught about a dozen
fake faggot typa mc who cant wrap his way out allove tha sudden
hip hop spontaneous human combustion
all the sudden...ten or tweleve Russian mafioso cats gunnin at cousin
drop new jewels like Afghans that wed they husbands
photo finish when a faggot rawks about a dozen
sherlock holmes cocked back a bucket of butt loven rhymes all the suddenz
tha gods waaay too ill.....keep ya head on tight before shrapnels reeel
full metal jackets seiled....
concrete BOMB speak , barkin at kids who hold heatz
vision blurry when real talk boss reach cats thats on the streets
big drinkin nigga thats obvious holdin heatzz
liftin herbs off real sleek streets cause the god got RAW SPEAKZZZZ
door panel tweeter merkin the weakest team drawing up a mistameaner
\budget low like the thighs on trina
ill mamma cita , titties up and down like crystal cleaner
next werd be feelings...when you caught about a dozen
fake faggot typa mc who cant wrap his way out allove tha sudden
hip hop spontaneous human combustion
all the sudden...ten or tweleve Russian mafioso cats gunnin at cousin
drop new jewels like Afghans that wed they husbands
photo finish when a faggot rawks about a dozen
sherlock holmes cocked back a bucket of butt loven rhymes all the suddenz
tha gods waaay too ill.....keep ya head on tight before shrapnels reeel
full metal jackets seiled....
concrete BOMB speak , barkin at kids who hold heatz
vision blurry when real talk boss reach cats thats on the streets
big drinkin nigga thats obvious holdin heatzz
liftin herbs off real sleek streets cause the god got RAW SPEAKZZZZ
door panel tweeter merkin the weakest team drawing up a mistameaner
\budget low like the thighs on trina
ill mamma cita , titties up and down like crystal cleaner
ISITVIKTOR.....VohnDouhm???
it be....indeed.. atom seed..... phoenix, nd dragon lil tai chi.. pinions in that circle of like im thinking............
any who fuck the dudes who scatter in a hour like they was at the pews.. i serve food like a homeless shelter.. i lift the wieght by feathers, make sure all the denominations in order, demonized onions, fluster your matter, why your thoughts all scattered, have em all light headed heading for the floor in panter....... dirt dozens in the laudnry ... hamper.. i put this beef in a mcdonalds hamburga.. serve it to you fast by the take out windaaaa.... like i was a menace to sumbaaaaa... listen to the music make him wanna kill ya... im like trilogy so all you predators better know there no reason to be scared to see..... ill start the challenge you where the blind fold.. got em tied hoged crying still at this moms house... i am the legion of doom my cape summin likke a poncho. punch out tonto if he dont tell me where the rhythm for the human system be stashed now..... )))))000000))))00000)))00))))00))00))))))))) is what i got now... so all these other players in the game know where milton reside now... on the top of the gza.. gza the top of voltron so i hope you boys and Aliens can see it...
next werd be feelings...when you caught about a dozen
fake faggot typa mc who cant wrap his way out allove tha sudden
hip hop spontaneous human combustion
all the sudden...ten or tweleve Russian mafioso cats gunnin at cousin
drop new jewels like Afghans that wed they husbands
photo finish when a faggot rawks about a dozen
sherlock holmes cocked back a bucket of butt loven rhymes all the suddenz
tha gods waaay too ill.....keep ya head on tight before shrapnels reeel
full metal jackets seiled....
concrete BOMB speak , barkin at kids who hold heatz
vision blurry when real talk boss reach cats thats on the streets
big drinkin nigga thats obvious holdin heatzz
liftin herbs off real sleek streets cause the god got RAW SPEAKZZZZ
door panel tweeter merkin the weakest team drawing up a mistameaner
\budget low like the thighs on trina
ill mamma cita , titties up and down like crystal cleaner
ISITVIKTOR.....VohnDouhm???
so whats the verdict with the food for though fight in the chalice room........??????
up for a battle anyone PEACE
Yo what good in here when there on battles hella at me
any down for a battle.
unzips and takes a piss on this whole thread.
wipe my hands on mattlockas shirt.
pfffft yall are wack!
crosses arms and waits ...........