BATTLE MONKS, BATTLE 2: MaXIMus Da MaNtis vs Sleep Sinatra
Round 1
Sleep sinatra:
yo i spit wit a flame that rip u from ya dick 2 ya brain/
readin scripts u a lame mallet's crush ya shit till ya slain/
musket-blitzin them thangs'll make ya hearstop on impact/
machete blade slice ya throat bloody bow-tie-an-chinstrap/
nose divin into a diss track the only way u get a "head start"/
dont tote guns homie couldnt even blow a "lead fart"/
im dead sharp n accurate my dick'll quickly smack ya lips/
the outcomes immaculate the dragon eatin pacifists/
Maximus Da Mantis:
Blamm:
Solid Injection A Sickness You Couldnt Catch If You Was A Black DNA
Strain In The Sickle Infection(WHAAATTTT)GeT It
Blamm:
Fist Rip Thru Intestines Mince You In Sections Bionic Movements Punch
Sinatra Till He A Blood Filled Erection(COME ON BRING IT)
Blamm:
Visual Lazor Slice Tissue Whats Ya Issue - HeavyWeights Get Drop Like
Muscles Heads Wit No Place Spot(GET IT)
Blamm:
This Fag Hot Hittin More Balls Than Willie Mays Rocked - I'll Make Ya Face
Rot
Gareentee When I Hit You Pussy It'll Be "Period" Leave Ya Face Split Wit
Blood Clots(COME ON GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE)The End
Blamm:
Stigmata Ya Ace Rip Eyes Outta Ya Face Iris Detection Retinal Infection
Cornial Inception Is How Ya Vision Is Lessened
Blamm
Da Testament Of Battle Emcees This Cat Use To Be A Thieve ...Paralyzed
Now You Thinkin How To Win But Your Dead Like Cristipher Reeves!!!!
I Blow Torch Leave The Globe Scorched This "Hoe's" Forced Into The
Ground Like The Names "Source"
HeaveyWeight Nah, Never, This Cat Couldnt Dent Me Like Throwin Rocks
At A Saturn Fender
I'll Floor Him NIGGA BETTA BRING THE PAIN Split Ya Frame N Shove Ya
Mouse Pad In Ya Mouth Fag
Yall Cats Couldnt Be At My Level If I Was Drowned Beneathe Water And
You Was High Sea
You Winnin Dis War STOP DREAMIN Its A Dead Shot Like Ya SPAT BLANK
SEMEN
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