VOTES NEEDED (BM): BambinoTTT EgWest Vs. STYLEMASTERR

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Round 1

[BambinoTTT EgWest]

yo I smack sissies and punks, pack fifties in blunts/
rap strictly for the chumps who act shifty and front/
said I'm "scurred of the master", this cat dissin' me once.../
...is just enough to turn this shit to "black's" history month/
don't press your luck and kick your fuckin' rap.../
submitting me?, that wasn't milk inside your momma's titty G, yo you was suckin' crack!/
...don't even try it wit dat Soldia Boy image/
you battle me and git your flow destroyed, a polaroid finish/
so take cover like the navy when these daisy cutters blast/
I'll leave a rubber full of rabies in your baby mothers ass/
son...never on your best can you contend with my wordplay/
and we can gather all opinions from your friends on a survey/
trust me I ain't gonna lose,...refuse to take an L/
see, you the reason why I don't support no rappers from the ATL/
so bake in hell, the 40 cal blast a hater.../
you a dickrider... change your name to StyleMasturbator!!!

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STYLEMASTERR:


you prayed for this battle 40 days and 40 nights
asking god for my "reign" to end so you can see some light
but my clouds are thick and dark so keep yo ass on noah ark
i got no room up on my dick altho my shit is large
place your bets you'll be spinnin like roulette
my verse will make you curse like you suffered from touretts
on the mic i'm like a lesbo dyke, i hate guys
your raps is "crap", u rollin nothin but snake eyes
i double down on two jacks and then hit with the ace
two rounds is two slaps thats hittin ya face
get it amigo? i i'm playing games on this bambino
after i'm done your new name will be casino
east to west be the motion of the stroke
your soul rise out yo chest like the motion of the smoke
from the double barrel shotgun blast
hair trigger flow, u never know when the shot gon blast
the lyrical equivalent of a deadly viruses
"sonnin gods" like osirus who "cornea" than irises
bruce banner with the gamma is how i'll smash him
with "flair" like the signature of shaolin assassin
bambino you nothin like the shaolin assassin
you post "bullshit threads" like some walmart fashions
stop it, i'm a giant you ain't nothin but hobbit,
i kick that willie bobo like i'm throwin wild bolos
and send your ass flyin back to the shire frodo.
slumped and lumped up, lookin like the quasimodo
watch this komodo, dragon, goin up against the geico gecko
a violin vs a cello, concrete verus jello
my verse is like crazy stray dog in the ghetto
after the dust settles, hit you with the heavy metal
you in a red puddle with yo pants brown and yellow

[444trumpets]

Round 1

[daliff89]

Bambino

it didn't really seem like it was aimed at him so much until i got into it......the last line was killer......and i liked the 'black's history month.........nice wordplay...

Stylemaster

kind of a simple rhyme scheme........the only line i really liked was the concrete vs jello shit...........the rest seemed kind of dumb to me.........

my vote goes to Bambino

[oDoUoSoKo]

AGAIN...HOW MANY ROUNDS?..eloels

[BambinoTTT EgWest]

yeah son another round, but it's the weekend so i won't be around, but i'll be sure to set it off as soon as i touch back, PEACE

[Dirty Knowledge]

Yo..yo..

Masterr had some ill lines, "cornea" than irises.. all that shit was nice..

But Gambino came on some real hardcore type of shit.. he wasn't playing around..

Vote: Bambino.

The rabbie filled rubber line was murderous..

[oDoUoSoKo]

Dont Vote Yet...

[KERZO]

This aint my vote...what i do is give my opinion on both rounds individually. I base my vote on the overall battle once ive taken into account both verses.

so for this round -

flow: BambinoTTT EgWest
wordplay: STYLEMASTERR
creativity: STYLEMASTERR
vocabulary: BambinoTTT EgWest
punches: BambinoTTT EgWest

This was a close round, I think Bambino just won this cos his verse seemed more of a battle verse than style's and had more stamina to it. I'm looking forward to the second round to see what style retalliates with..

[num2son]

STYLEMASTERR:
..i kick that willie bobo like i'm throwin wild bolos
and send your ass flyin back to the shire frodo.
slumped and lumped up, lookin like the quasimodo
watch this komodo, dragon, goin up against the geico gecko
a violin vs a cello, concrete verus jello
my verse is like crazy stray dog in the ghetto
after the dust settles, hit you with the heavy metal
you in a red puddle with yo pants brown and yellow

This part was nice

Flow: BambinoTTT EgWest
World Play: STYLEMASTERR
Creativity: STYLEMASTERR
Vocab: STYLEMASTERR
Punchlines: STYLEMASTERR

I vote for STYLEMASTERR in round 1

[oDoUoSoKo]

hold the fuckin votes

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For Wht

[BambinoTTT EgWest]

you know losing is not an option, you forced to submit and tap/
I'll freestyle your death and slay the source to your written raps/
I'll puncture your heart, that's where the punishment starts.../
just call me Kimbo Slice in the game, my punches are sharp/
I swum wit da sharks, ran wit da wolves, cannons explode rapid/
faggot git your cantalope fractured, cancel your show faster/
flow master, handle the chrome matic wit bold stature/
toe-tagger, ban and expose rappers for no matter/
cold bastard, crackin' your face wit a metal object/ and my only excuse....I was raised in the ghetto projects/
surrounded by metro-housing where the hustlers and goons play/
posing like Superman?...well motherfucker it's DoomsDay/ [check his sig to get what I mean]
yo I'm Wu Tang in ninety-four, rugged and dirty.../
like that putang wit grimey sores covered in hurpies/
don't try and change his name to James, 'cause if this brother was Worthy/
he'd be alive still... and I wouldn't need another attourney/
so you can utilize the raps you know for mockin' me man/
....you'll need a computerized axial tomography scan/
from all the beating I gave you, then I'll slit your neck quick/
'til that carotid artery's split... like Richard Zednick's!

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STYLEMASTERR:


that was only round 1, u prolly came wit yo best shit,
nobody gives a fuck about where eglinton west is
two blocks of grime, i think we know what the rest is ,
put some lumps on ya chest have you checkin them breasts kid
toronto? please... u dissin ATL? i'll turn them cold streets into the gates of
hell
the only L's i'm takin be some green to the dome,
while them shells marinatin from the beam to ya dome
gotta "nine" like mcnair, throwin bullets like a quaterback,
you be the wide reciever bet you never get your "cornerback"
fat ass sprintin like celebrity fit club, tits bouncin similar to how a
baywatch bitch run
hey watch this son, peep a real nigga flow, top rope body slam this bam
bam bigalow
i peeped your lil video....it was kinda shitty bro, lookin kinda silly yo, at
least you repped yo city tho
streets of toronto? i'll roll on a "maple leaf" like he was fonto
cruise thru ya spot slow, like oj in the bronco, barrell to the tonsils of you
an your apostles,
exposin yo secrets, i'm a god in ya town, call me "raptor" jesus
ima show what beast is, leavin you speechless, u thought ATL was bout
taffy and peaches?
you a fish outta water, just a whale on the beach bitch,
die slow while the oceans just outta yo reach... spic
wutang fans think you well respected, guess so, with 3 chins yo neck's
well protected
like yo head an yo shoulders is directly connected, well lemme correct it,

an give you a "face lift", uppercut jabba the hut and leavin him faceless,
accusations are "base"less, just like your projects,
check the mirror muhfukka, you look just like my pockets(fat)
how you gonna see me when u can't see yo dick ?
you must be blind or i'm magic (johnson), u can't see that i'm sick
your crack head bitch blew me a kiss with cracked lips,
sucked my shit for a hit till i got a "chapped stick"
this ain't hockey bambino why yo rhymes is "slap stick"?
they call me st nick cause i gotta "rap gift"
be a cold day in hell when i lose to this faggot,
i'm too "fly" u "spit garbage" used "heimlich on this maggot"