i ain't that good, so i don't wanna battle no one too dope
first come first serve
i ain't that good, so i don't wanna battle no one too dope
first come first serve
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
I'll battle you.
true dat, rules?
5 - 20 lines... uhhh no dick ridein crew votes
u cool with that?
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
shit, it's no problem man, I'll drop 1st?
if u insist
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
First off, you ain't no shinobi, I'll rape your shit like kobe,
poppin shit you fake phonie, homie obviously don't know me.
Im'a bout to drop a brick, I rhyme spit, that's mind sick,
my line's rip through you're script, stop, read, rewind quick.
didn't mean to start it off raw, here lemme introduce myself,
I'm the Line killer, mind filler, MR. Bad for you're health.
Not anyone too dope?, this kid's lookin for the easy win,
but you lost already, and kid i've even yet to begin.
I'll murder you player, put you're body on Ice,
burn you, now you waterd down, paying the price.
I'm too nice with it, you don't like it, kill me,
but you ain't doing nothing, so sit back and feel me.
I'm poppin you corn's, leave you lifeless, no chance to react,
and this will hit you to the chest harder then a Asthma attack.
I'm dope and it's fact, you're bunk and you're shwag,
my dick ain't a roller coaster, so stop ridin it fag.
haha, all in joke's, I went real easy on you, so get to writing,
I could see you like " holy shit, im fucked ", so kid get to biting.
me bite? consider yourself already ate/
no need to complain or investigate/
i'll admit your shit was legeit/
You coun't get respect even driving a caddilac/
matter fact, on the mic you sound like a retarded maniac/
your rhymes are usual and plain, mine be from a new galaxy/
it's not a fantasy, like u a rapper, and making a big salary/
my mic crush your skull, blood splatter run down the wall/
fuck for the principal, im wipeing your brain clean like a unseen chemical/
im cool calm collective, im stuffin' lyrical pins down ur throat that all be connected/
you co-exist, a berlin wall shovinst, here blow in this, and you'll get exact measurements/
your style is decent, puches you didn't mean it/
i don't need to bite or feed off your lines, already knowning my rhymes infect your mind/
uppin
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
Yo what up kidz ill rip y'all and this battle to shreds
Like a priest and an altar boy in a room minus the threads
Skipin' the head, poppin some shit in his asshole instead
fuckin the shit out of him literally while munching the wine and the bread
fuck an introduction im not one to be polite
ill have your egos hold the string while mine flies as high as a kite
y'all are some pussy ass ninjas, im that bitch from kill bill
ill chop your arms, your legs and meanwhile im standing still
if yall want to continue let me place a welcoming mat
but understand you will end up consuming my semen and getting fat...
OmO < Idiom
Led goodjob kid, you're labeled officially whack
want a welcoming committe, here's my welcoming slap
step back from the spot kid, you stinkin' up the joint
my rap's are like a dagger fresh out the kitchen, on point
You ain't shit, that whack verse, swollow that shit, and take a seat
you claim you came with hell fire, but you'll get rained on with defeat
I'll keep it descreet, you punk mother fucker, you're first verse was retarded
and that was you're very 1st post in this ish, so don't get that shit started
anyway's good bat white, vote's.
surreal is killen everyone in this thread, but led_mic did alright, and he only spit once here so i cant comment on him yet, he still has a lot more opportunities before he can be judged....
but see i gotta get paid fully... whether its truthfully or untruthfully.
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page...?bandID=401654
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very true, peace, it's all in fun.
This game without me? Thats like the nazis without hitler
and with that fact, your "punk-ass" is a burnt up jewish scripture
outdated, wrinkly, while copying an album booklet
that "knife on point bit", I believe Method Man had coined it
"Keep it discreet" you beg, i laugh in your face
you only say that because your mental cant keep up with my pace
well this is a race, theres no place for elbow space
i bring it to you, mainly putting similes to place
no thats not a typo, i am claiming poetic structure
I'll pump so much of that shit in your head you ll get a rupture
Dont insult my shit with fear I can smell you on the offensive
Just be careful because I elevate my mental on the defensive
edit you're script again, cause that shit still isn't up to par
I crushed you with a bar, and my rhyme skill's kill your's by far
I don't even need to feed off you're peice, you're script's bore me
you're shit is a joke, and you're embaressing yourself for me
fuck a punch line, it's lunch time, This emcee's a pussy sandwhich
I'll damage this played out pussy, turn him from a cat to a man bitch
man switch up you're tone, maybe grab a book, do somthing for a line,
kid you're last 2 bar's were horrible, cause offensive and defensive don't rhyme
i wanna see some votes here
some inspiration for work
-Master Geniuz (yes that is MY name now)
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