Round 1
Round 1
Last edited by 444trumpets; 03-04-2008 at 11:54 PM.
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
Lets get this goin......
Damage your vertabrae, katanas verbs never play
feel the curb n pray, still no words can save the pain
iam blowin growin flames, directly,intelectly infecting ya face
i intently poured your sore corpse like - raw liquid paste
iam sick with hate, deflate ya pride, n rip out ya brains
mummification style - wraped u up in bandages n ancient paint
awaitn fate to take ya to the "underworld", i strike like thunder
and cook your blood till it churns, you havent learnt??
cease your deceased rappin steez,ill start hackin ya feet to pieces
no leases, ya "crease" is bleedin, my team is needin some reapin
guns be teachin, guts seapin, creamin wit evil double teamin, i "infest" like boll weevil
iam psycho,its sudden treason,limbs freezing - hacked off,with a bad cough
you a sad moth bout to be lured to the sizzling light,
sid translates that to a grizzly fight, my barz are dizzy tight
like your momma (kizzy) an wife, i stripped the bitch bare
an left cum stains in stripes, fuck it you michael stipe,
a homo -harmonius, feelin bare lonelyness, you cant sonne me iam like remus and romulus
fuck the monkiers,ill slit your fuckin throat n dump you in a sarcophagus!!!
Bank heist in Kathmandu, it was a slaughter
The day Buddha was born it rained tea instead of water
I keep my business tight so there's never no need for some gansta shit
Don't mean I ain't a phone call away from a gansta clique that'll drop clipse
Like contracts from Elektra, you'd reject da the one thing that could've resurrected ya
That vest won't protect ya from the type of bullets I spit
Pierce ya mindframe have you walking the streets repeatin my shit
So you flip a buncha rhymes, the landmines blackened sunshine
Leave the ground like red wine from the German Rhine,
You better come with swagger if you wanna test mine
The mind's refined, weed the fragrance of orange rinds
This is devine intervention so you'd better pay attention
You'd need about seven ascenions before you could approach my deminsion
Low level gangsta get stomped like a pile of ants,
I make one movement and your whole world rants
I'm too advanced to be fucked with by one of you rappy dummys
You'd have a better chance of gettin the KKK to recruit Sunny
Enter the Epic Winter you froze cold in the middle of the Epicenter
I own everything between January and December, You'd be wise to remember
Exactly who you fucking with?, get lit up hotter than end of my spliff
You couldn't find your groove if I gave you Jimmy's riff
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Round 1!!!
Yo Visions Clear Som Space In Ya Pm
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
hahah, word man, sorry bout that shit, I haven't been on much as of late
*erases out message box
Last edited by Visionz; 03-07-2008 at 01:27 AM.
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Octopus-style, coral reef piece, crush you from the pressure 10,000 leagues deep
Steep you like tea at high noon, hit you with a tsunami that would drown a baboon
Kill-a-man, n jar O's before breakfast is consumed,
you loomed in the crosshairs a bit too long,
enflame you like Zepplin, you singin Swan's Song
There ain't no humanity in the pits of my insanity,
Treat you like BlackPanthers rollin on Sean Hannity
Your vannity is fit for a smurf,
this faggot in a circle jerk with money on him cummin first
Guess you ain't know I was born bizerk,
murderin yall whole crew is just a nights work
I got knife work, carvin jack o laterns in ya chest,
I hand out treats leave the whole town impressed
You getting stressed for crumbs,
You looked upset when I tossed a dollar to a bum
Dumb-dumb the whole world's related,
You stabbing yourself in the mirror to make sure the self-hate's communicated
My pupils always dilated, you couldn't grasp my visions
I slice nice with a surgeons percision,
range from the minute to miraculous decisions
Like should I kill you and which type of gas is best for my engine?
I feel you singein like a fork in the socket,
You stuck in reverse while I'm blastin off in rockets
Got a gun? go head n' cock it so I can watch you miss
Like me with a 12-pack tryin to take a piss
The Southerness of my swagger can't be touched
by a sour muthafucka gettin reinged on too much
I'm more than the clouds and the thunder,
Personal grim reaper here to take you under
It was a blunder to stick with ya confined gangsta cliches
when I show the time like Flava Flav
I'm outta the maze atop a hill of purple haze
Watchin dogs scrap for meat cuz they ain't ate in days
I'm watchin this gerbal run in circles like an alarmed Erkel,
swole cheeks you figure the dude was sippin purple
I purpose you just check yourself and stop,
this gonna sting more than Samoan belly flops
Leave you hurtin more than a H-head who can't cop,
and the cops don't spot crops next to crack spots
Meaning you can't fuck with the lyrics or the money
And to top it off I'm in city thats always sunny
And there ain't shit you can say that'll take away from that truth
I got a million dollar smile while you're a meth head with one tooth
Last edited by Visionz; 03-07-2008 at 06:13 PM.
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I,ll entrap your ego,taste the gun-slap from don vito
iam so evil, shankin your guts through ya key-hole, iam a free soul threefold
bleed you before my teas cold, sneek up ya yard n makesure i creep slow
breathe dro in your face before you fall, then i dice up your eye cups
and place your head on the wall, dead bod on the floor, halls covered in gore
doors smothered some more to make sure, no one enters my rage gone so raw
after ya bodies buried i,ll eat your girls pom like ripe cherries
cut the bitch up and ship her round the world in five ferries
lifes merry, when you DONT FRONT on the sid, dump you punks in trunks
crumped up after takin a "swig", jelaous cuz i squirt ink like a squid,
jus think 4 a min, you cant take this win, face the sting, taste the "swing"
my lines are tight like bass strings,
your history like the battle of hastings, i,ll damage ya frame kid,
shred your face like cabbage an put it as my main sig
watch you squelin on the floor like a maimed pig, me i dont fake shit
wen iam finished wit ya you,ll be "fucked" like a raped bitch
stuck like a taped snitch, gut like a fresh fish, cooked in a next dish
my hex diss curses your soul like a death kiss from a blessed witch!
postin your lines in general chat to get rep quick, that shits pa-the-tic
inspecting.. i see a traitor defecting, iam disecting your mind
like dead reptiles in brine, equivelent to some mad x-files crime
my "textiles" are fine, "wooven" to perfection,
while yours stink laced wit flies, get my sublime, defined sly rhymes?
or are you another victim of the times?
you spit shit 4 life,cuz your intestines are in place of ya windpipe!
fuckin fake faggot get rashes n blood splashes from hot slashes
i,ll clash any wierdo with an obsession with men and moustaches
i,ll beat you as many times as i got kush stashes, get pushed rabid
stretched like bands of elastic, but dont get happy you aint no mr fantastic!
Bank heist in Kathmandu, it was a slaughter
The day Buddha was born it rained tea instead of water
Time for votes people...
Bank heist in Kathmandu, it was a slaughter
The day Buddha was born it rained tea instead of water
Good Job Fellas...
ROUND 2!!
Last edited by 444trumpets; 03-10-2008 at 02:24 PM.
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
Flow:Visions Unseen
Wordplay:Visions Unseen
Creativity: sidious_katana
Vocabulary:Visions Unseen
Punches:sidious_katana
Vote goes to Visions Unseen
''This is devine intervention so you'd better pay attention
You'd need about seven ascenions before you could approach my deminsion''
Visions wins. His lines were wittier and he had more sting to his punches. Sid's use of words was nice but I didn't feel like he was really putting Visions away with anything he said. What I quoted above from Round 1 was a Knock Out blow I thought..
unseen killin it
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i think sid came fire as he always does lyrically and vision was fire
punches i think both connected but i think sid has a better flow and lyrical ability was stronger. i think vis flow was slightly awkward but he had punches. overall i'm a vote 4 sid his sword was sharper than vis'
Flow:Visions Unseen
Wordplay:sidious_katana
Creativity: Even
Vocabulary:Even
Punches:Visions Unseen
My pick is Visions Unseen
Ima Have To Decide Wos Moving On
But It Looks Like Visions Has The Upperhand On This One....
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
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