Yeah
10 rounds
10-100 lines
I might go all out
No Beef less talk more Action
Yeah
10 rounds
10-100 lines
I might go all out
open battle Peace
wanna do this or what bitch boy.
Let me set it off
The light went out in the district
Fellow Mc's were training straining the olympics
The statistics added from all the visits
A way where the general would bite the biscuit
These cats were spraying spit like tek 9s
My shit was to strenial defendable for them to take mine
The atom bomb left on Blew his tounge
A vultra culture carved vultures shining in the sun
Hit and run spit and your done on the mic
Battle it right shackle it tight in this hunble fight
Caught misjudged hot touch of the spew
You lost your crew soldiers through about 102
I see i have two to battle,that weak ass verse bad boy t is like rattle
Handle you both Im the lyricist,fuck the statistics
At averge still hold my postion,you think befor dissing
You spit cow shit,take back you miscalcuted
On the mic I spit diplomatic plaices, strike of force
Get your mind lost,word play faster then a white hores
I use gas cylinders just to keep on corse
Atom bomb me ha ha.you need to check out the exoskeleton
Universal to Mars water mealting
Arranging the time balances effect megaton
If you not going the ten rounds don't reply.
Fuck a ten rounds I only need one
Cause my first verse is always a home run
Yours is a pop up so knock it off you can't top it
Your verses are lukewarm mines the tempature of hell
and I'm only getting warmed up before I go in for the kill
I'm trill like that dude bun b from down south
You ain't shatter proof I'll prove it with my pistol in your mouth
Dropping scientific phrases you just nerds with toy lasers
Laying the path to the grand emcee station you do the math
You can't touch me like I had diplomatic immunity
My style come through like a monsoon killin you puny emcees
So let me finish this off with some shit you can't understand
you little kid silly rappers keep playing in the sand
Note ushers into manhood and strikes like african javenlins
Damage me,when im just spiting for sport
Listen first, have you dieing flying over the air port
Mix thoughts, I could save One and Only
But back to the battle talk,change to dem dark
The Moon shine, Only one a step on foot
Flaire of heat from the sun,show the good looks
My rap hold a golden view,emcee get jar dragged with hooks
School me homie about understanding,
Leadline energy enter me, without programing
Using the hell as a bonse my shit have you sailing
Last edited by Warrior Aggressive; 10-12-2007 at 03:23 PM.
round 3
open battle swing your sword God.
Peace
Round 3 ding ding moving through the rubbish
polluted rhymes should be a crime so save them for your mother
Cause I don't give a damn about your little dreams son
I'll come through and snatch them away with rhymes that spray like a machine gun
Now listen up little silly rappers
your no better than those who are in it just for some cash and
fame like young jeezy and them
Your rhymes are comparable to the new eminem
Cause they ass like that while mine stay phat
like gold cables rockin that 88 style big Daddy Kane and
if you think you can compete with I
You'll be getting dissed by Tupac up in the sky
As long as I'm alive hip hop will never die
rhymes I craft be beautiful like when doves fly
you just a pigeon can't turn into a phoniex
go ahead and scream but you ain't really mean it
so while they put me up on a crucifix and bleeding
I'll come back like Jesus when the game really need it
Helicopter is stable
My shooter sniper supreme
Playbook is preformed
Visual is evident
I manage time for team
A professional telescope
With instrument, I’m the focus
Study as a cosmic wonder
Amazement and marvel
I damage a opponent
Is like a electricity damage a outlet
I’m cool like submarines,
Viscous like shark Fiesole’s
You haven’t reach a blueprint
In this construction like gravel
One and Only
you’re not a prophet
Cuz you false at subatomic level
His thoughts are elevated, braincase reviled, minds are penetrated
Here’s a rhyme from the mouth educated, principle’s graded
4th round
Aight this shit is getting serious I'm bringing some supreme heat tomorrow
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