Oh Fo Sho Ima Hit U A Pm
Oh Fo Sho Ima Hit U A Pm
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Round 1
MaXiMus Da MaNtis:
Dun, My Spitz Disaster Yo N Tatter Wit Jabber Blows N Snatch Ya Jaw Fo
Collateral
You's Just An Average Hoe Im Pac-Man Watch This Ghost Run From The
Calico
Kidz Weak My Dude ,See What The Heat Do Ya Spits So Transparent Demi
Moore Wouldnt See You
You Flex To Me But My Crew See Thru You...Takin Extacy Is The Only
Way Ya Team Feel You
Imma Basterd Wit Speach Fist'll Crackle Ya Teeth Me Winning Iz Like The
SidewayZ OchO
The Heathin Will Step On Ya Skull Till It Resemblez PunisheR LogoZ
Im Bringing The Thunder N Choke Holds Striaght Shocking N Crushin His
Vocals Clean
Fist Makin Him Flinch So Much It Looks Like He's Dancing The Cholo
Lean....HAHA
Besta Bring Ya Whole Team Blinky, Pinky, Inky, N Clyde Sent Up When I
Divide The Skies
Punches Leave Ya Face Diffrent Colors Like Mike N Ikes Why Make Me
Battle A Ghost Kid
I Spit Oceans And Sneak Attack Better Brace Ya Back Like Spinal Stenosis
You Get Dumped In Gravez When The Humble Waves Stab Like A Hundred
Spades Its Infectious
So Precise With The Rays Slicin Ya Viens Dicin N Drain Clots Clog Up Ya
Main Arteries Its Sepsis
This Ghost Soft Like Casper Knucks Rapidly Tapin His Chin Like Tap
Dancers
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Im Fuckin Cancer
Claimin Mad Scientist When Your More Fake Than Dexter Your Avatar You
Should Erase It
Face It Your So Broke Kid Still Lives In His Mothers Bassment
The Ghost:
Watch it, I'm about to kill this mantis while its praying/
Scribble on his face with a crayon after I slay him/
Then leave him headless on some Icabob/
No flow? Nigga get a job before I pick you off/
Beat me with iron? You dying because your lion/
You don't have the heart, chickens get to frying/
I already clipped the feathers off of this bird excuse me insect/
Snapped his neck and put a two by four where his ribs at/
Lyrically speaking, he's nothing dudes a weakling/
He mine as well be dreaming, he couldn't beat me if I was sleeping/
And if I hit him with my lightest bar I'll knock him into next weekend/
Change your name to saturday or sunday your the corps weak end/
Get him while he's creeping, stab him while eating
Shit him in secret, make him pick up his feces and eat it/
You can't hide if your peeking, cause I'll cream ya/
By putting your ass on blast like hiroshima /
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Maximus had the mad intellect going on while ghosts verse seemed too basic and lacking a more calculated flow...i'm just wondering why you posted the same verse twice 444,lol
flow: MaXiMus Da MaNtis
wordplay: MaXiMus Da MaNtis
creativity: MaXiMus Da MaNtis
vocabulary: MaXiMus Da MaNtis
punches: The Ghost
jesus man, u just posted the same verses over....
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This is Gotta Wait Till Monday For Me
No problem...
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i think this is a good time for some free jazz scattin....
scibbadee-bop-de-bob-toptippetado-screbanasho-sheshashosheana-hashabenaboopetibop...aahhhh thats what we all needed.
Waiting On Maximus
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Ok Heres My Quick Verse
Imma Dumb This Down A Little And Fomat It Better
Like Surrogate Motherz Ya Gon Give This 'Battle To Me'
Only Way You Can 'Snake Out' And 'Rattle Defeat'
Is Turn Into A Pokemon Hunter And Try To 'SamplE ThE BeasT'
Im Like Buissness Charts The Way I 'Grafically Speak'
And You Like Adolecent Soldeirz In Rowanda The Way You 'Passive Wit Heat'
Im 'Crackin Ya Teeth' Dont Run Ya Silly Goose
I'll Do You Like Misery N Kevin Bacon 'Smakin Ya Feet' Till They Get Foot Loose
You Soft Like 'Suavetel' So Ya Better 'Bounce' Cuz You Gonna Catch Static
This Dude Gets Trounced By The Ounce Leave His Verse In Vein Like A Neddle To A Addict
This Is Your 'Doom' Face It I *Hit To Peices* Ya Rejected Like *Communist Leaflets* So I "Dissmiss You"
I Aint Talkin The 'Moon' Or *Mitsubishi* When I * Diss This Peice Of Feces* To "Eclipse You"
Never Miss You Punches Like Sonor Radars
Hits Precise Crackle Ya Skin Like When The Solar On Gators
I Spit On The Dime Ya Just A Pauper
Win Time After Time Like Cindy Lauper
Your Wordz Wouldnt Be ILL If You Was A Aids Sick Authour.........
Round 2
The Ghost:
Last round, I gave him a roundhouse to kick this cock out/
You chicken shit, perfect time to uppercut and get the knockout/
You couldn't fight off a crane, now you battle a ghost?/
Retrieve your soul through your brain, then pull it out of your throat/
Maximus is straight pussy, time to hear this vagina monolouge/
I see this bitch going through his periods someone give him a tylenol/
At dusk the mod of war can't stop you from taking this L/
I was spawned like Al simmons to make you vaction in hell/
Have ya'll checked his rhymes? I should go back in time/
30 years to the gangbanging of his mom and cut the line/
But I might see his mom pussy and start running backwards/
She wants me to do what? Fuck that I rather cum in napkins/
He's plane insane, maximus the mantis couldn't beat a paper crane/
I'll reitterate 9/11 using maximus and a paper crane/
Throw it at his fucking frame until he combusts into pieces/
Falling like fucking rain proving that hes ultimately defeated/
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ROUND 2:
Maximus Da Mantis:
Like Surrogate Motherz Ya Gon Give This 'Battle To Me'
Only Way You Can 'Snake Out' And 'Rattle Defeat'
Is Turn Into A Pokemon Hunter And Try To 'SamplE ThE BeasT'
Im Like Buissness Charts The Way I 'Grafically Speak'
And You Like Adolecent Soldeirz In Rowanda The Way You 'Passive Wit Heat'
Im 'Crackin Ya Teeth' Dont Run Ya Silly Goose
I'll Do You Like Misery N Kevin Bacon 'Smakin Ya Feet' Till They Get Foot Loose
You Soft Like 'Suavetel' So Ya Better 'Bounce' Cuz You Gonna Catch Static
This Dude Gets Trounced By The Ounce Leave His Verse In Vein Like A Neddle To A Addict
This Is Your 'Doom' Face It I *Hit To Peices* Ya Rejected Like *Communist Leaflets* So I "Dissmiss You"
I Aint Talkin The 'Moon' Or *Mitsubishi* When I * Diss This Peice Of Feces* To "Eclipse You"
Never Miss You Punches Like Sonor Radars
Hits Precise Crackle Ya Skin Like When The Solar On Gators
I Spit On The Dime Ya Just A Pauper
Win Time After Time Like Cindy Lauper
Your Wordz Wouldnt Be ILL If You Was A Aids Sick Authour.........
The Ghost:
Last round, I gave him a roundhouse to kick this cock out/
You chicken shit, perfect time to uppercut and get the knockout/
You couldn't fight off a crane, now you battle a ghost?/
Retrieve your soul through your brain, then pull it out of your throat/
Maximus is straight pussy, time to hear this vagina monolouge/
I see this bitch going through his periods someone give him a tylenol/
At dusk the mod of war can't stop you from taking this L/
I was spawned like Al simmons to make you vaction in hell/
Have ya'll checked his rhymes? I should go back in time/
30 years to the gangbanging of his mom and cut the line/
But I might see his mom pussy and start running backwards/
She wants me to do what? Fuck that I rather cum in napkins/
He's plane insane, maximus the mantis couldn't beat a paper crane/
I'll reitterate 9/11 using maximus and a paper crane/
Throw it at his fucking frame until he combusts into pieces/
Falling like fucking rain proving that hes ultimately defeated/
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Whoooo!! Dope battle... I'm gonna tell you now, it was a TOSSUP in all categories.. punches were sick as fuck on both sides, wordplay and creativity were amazing.. very nice battle. I'm giving my vote to Ghost though because, the way he ended his shit. I mean..the paper crane line.. that was pretty sick..I liked that scheme at the end.. Vote: GHOST.
Punches:Ghost
Flow:Ghost-more under controll/evener
Creativity:Tie
Schemes: Mantis
Originality:Tie
Vocab: who cares
Vote Ghost, I think mantis tried too hard second round on wordplay/similes/meta's, ghost's lines hit more direct, and we're more entertaining than the opposing.
The dealer of hope is selling me lies
Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)
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3rd round!!! lets go!!!yeah!!
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