eloels ur a fuckin clown.
eloels ur a fuckin clown.
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its funny you should mention because u want me to make u a fuckin gay ass sig with a guys ass on it......i think ill pass u fuckin loser.
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Netcee status...pitiful. 18 posts and no drop should be a ban on SOMEONE's part, cuz both of y'all are talkin ish but not backin it. Real battle lyricists need no hesitation...
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look man, call me what u want, someone close this thread...im not battlin this fool.
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fuck a pussy out, its time i face a challenge and erase your talent
take the pussy route and have me spittin first, ill brake ya phalanx
you seem intimidated, my rhymes rip up ya bibles scriptures
cannibal title winner, have u on my fork like michael richards
its time u stick up for yourself, i bet iniquity
would never spit at me, he'd get finished with death soliloqoys
my blatent literature is takin sinners lifes like satan finishers
ill take a picture of his blood so i could make a signature
you aint a spitter your a fuckin fake rap reciter
ill take a swig of gasoline, spit at ya then give back ya lighter
you started runnin off at the mouth askin for battle
but you sat still, like a bullet in back of the barrel
yo ass still aint spit, you the nicest? thats what u told don
now HOLD ON! you aint shit but a short circuiting voltron
im on to you, you puerto rican wanda sykes
u wanna fite, but 20 posts in, this a lame party wit a funny host
no problema tho, you share fibs? with ease ill let you taunt
but u mite need some spare ribs like chinese resturaunts
your rhymes are weak and shitty,-us puerto ricans are a shamed of u
and even fifty would drop Game's issues so he could aim at you
you war with me? you better do more to me than ignorin me
drop the I,N,Y's from ya name AND QUIT MOTHERFUCKER YOUR BORING ME
someone read the score to me, 1-0 Dusk on the prowl again
fuck the sig, listen to your chances jettin thru the howling wind.
had to get that out my system...no excuses now...get back at me...same amount of bars.
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I Doubt He Will!!!
.. average for a weeks work .. i'll drop in the a.m ..
ELOELS....no way bro...that came from yesterday alone....actually its cool, cuz i figured thats what u were doin stallin all this time instead of spittin since u were supposed to drop first...and drop in the am u say? still no verse...but im sure ur not thinking of a verse all this time...
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.. my turn ..
.. Polyphony entrances, sound guides your nemesis / leave dusk's facial features unrecognizable, soulless morphogenesis / you gettin' at pegasus, fag a monarch's a butterfly / and i'm your Bacillus thuringiensis, designed to make you die / you fake rican, condenao maricon / dusk beating me? he must be stuck in the twilight zone / stripped of y chromozones, hanging off a bloody hook / pouring the rest of his blood out, just call me the bloody cook / and Dusk just been fried, but he'll never realize, because I made a special batch of soup with his eyes / I'm beyond you son, verbal light years on gyrating metal / on the edge of your universe where dark matter settles / beyond ghetto, a god trapped in this meat / kill you at dusk, on a mountain peak / with 3 ufo's, fighting me for your ovaries / so when you get on this level please respond / while i churn 1,000 angels in a silent pond / my mind's just too dark dawn / the beast i call upon, to dismember you & put you back together like voltron / you're no monarch, lil dude you're a pawn / dying on the frontlines, like imbecilic troops with patriotism on their minds / you're ight, but you're facing a superior kind / superior design, ummmm, a neo-human of sorts / fuck a punchline, i'll punch frontal lobe & use your spine as a port / because you're another mindless fuck on the recycling lines / getting folded in half spine intertwined / seriously, i'm beyond you fuck-face smile there's cum on your teeth / bodies left in piles in brooklyn guns sounding like african drums on your street / i'm too hard viagra vision sents emissions in degrees / beyond a free mason have dusk spacin' in my orbit like the apollo 3 / holy fuck, i'm a god when it comes to these words / from atoms to adam i'm the one who built this herb ..
.. R.I.P ..
Dusk's :
fuck a pussy out, its time i face a challenge and erase your talent
take the pussy route and have me spittin first, ill brake ya phalanx
Good opener.
you seem intimidated, my rhymes rip up ya bibles scriptures
cannibal title winner, have u on my fork like michael richards
Good.
its time u stick up for yourself, i bet iniquity
would never spit at me, he'd get finished with death soliloqoys
Ehhh, it was aiight.
my blatent literature is takin sinners lifes like satan finishers
ill take a picture of his blood so i could make a signature
niceee.
you aint a spitter your a fuckin fake rap reciter
ill take a swig of gasoline, spit at ya then give back ya lighter
decent.
you started runnin off at the mouth askin for battle
but you sat still, like a bullet in back of the barrel
ehh, doesn't really rhyme to me. not that good of a punch either.
yo ass still aint spit, you the nicest? thats what u told don
now HOLD ON! you aint shit but a short circuiting voltron
lmao. nice.
im on to you, you puerto rican wanda sykes
u wanna fite, but 20 posts in, this a lame party wit a funny host
ehhhhh, wasn't feelin' this. kinda got thrown off on the flow here too.
no problema tho, you share fibs? with ease ill let you taunt
but u mite need some spare ribs like chinese resturaunts
good. stepped it back up.
your rhymes are weak and shitty,-us puerto ricans are a shamed of u
and even fifty would drop Game's issues so he could aim at you
ehhhhhh, not really feelin' the second line. could've been re-done or something cuz you had it set up nicely.
you war with me? you better do more to me than ignorin me
drop the I,N,Y's from ya name AND QUIT MOTHERFUCKER YOUR BORING ME
NICEEE
someone read the score to me, 1-0 Dusk on the prowl again
fuck the sig, listen to your chances jettin thru the howling wind.
good closerrr.
Iniquity :
First, try structuring it like this. Makes it a HELLUVA a lot easier to break down & read rather then one GIANT ASS paragraph.
.. Polyphony entrances, sound guides your nemesis /
leave dusk's facial features unrecognizable, soulless morphogenesis /
decent.
you gettin' at pegasus, fag a monarch's a butterfly /
and i'm your Bacillus thuringiensis, designed to make you die /
not really feelin' this.
you fake rican, condenao maricon /
dusk beating me? he must be stuck in the twilight zone /
ehhhhh, "you fake rican", kinda like what dusk said to you? bad flippage. and the punchline ain't that hard either.
stripped of y chromozones, hanging off a bloody hook /
pouring the rest of his blood out, just call me the bloody cook /
alright, you stepped it up. good.
and Dusk just been fried, but he'll never realize, because I made a special batch of soup with his eyes /
okay.
I'm beyond you son, verbal light years on gyrating metal /
on the edge of your universe where dark matter settles /
.....wtf? bragging, not even good bragging at that.
beyond ghetto, a god trapped in this meat /
kill you at dusk, on a mountain peak /
kk. you stepped it up again.
with 3 ufo's, fighting me for your ovaries /
why is this here?
so when you get on this level please respond /
while i churn 1,000 angels in a silent pond /
....wtf again.
my mind's just too dark dawn /
the beast i call upon, to dismember you & put you back together like voltron /
sooo.....you'll rip him apart and put him back together....m'hmm...
you're no monarch, lil dude you're a pawn /
playin' the sig, kk. good.
dying on the frontlines, like imbecilic troops with patriotism on their minds / you're ight, but you're facing a superior kind /
ehhhhh, bragging again.
superior design, ummmm, a neo-human of sorts /
fuck a punchline, i'll punch frontal lobe & use your spine as a port /
first line i wasn't feelin. stepped it up w/ the second line.
because you're another mindless fuck on the recycling lines /
getting folded in half spine intertwined /
good.
seriously, i'm beyond you fuck-face smile there's cum on your teeth /
bodies left in piles in brooklyn guns sounding like african drums on your street /
the first line was a good set-up, but you fell off with the 2nd. not real punchline there.
i'm too hard viagra vision sents emissions in degrees /
beyond a free mason have dusk spacin' in my orbit like the apollo 3 /
....okayyyyy....
holy fuck, i'm a god when it comes to these words /
from atoms to adam i'm the one who built this herb ..
ehhhh, bad closer.
Vote - Dusk.
EASYYYY.
Dusk was consistent with the punchlines, and came HARD.
He killed Iniquity.
One of the bars that did it for me :
"you war with me? you better do more to me than ignorin me
drop the I,N,Y's from ya name AND QUIT MOTHERFUCKER YOUR BORING ME"
NICEEEEE shitt right there.
Dusk outshined Iniquity in every aspect of this battle.
Iniquity, you need work dude.
Structure, flow, a lot of shitt.
Your verse had A LOT of filler, bragging, and a lot of retarded shit in it.
I suggest less talk, and more punchlines.
Stay up both of y'all.
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