WINNER VISIONS-BATTLE MONKS,FINAL BATTLE: Visions Unseen VS daliff89
LONG ANTICIPATED FINAL BATTLE!!!!!!!
ROUND 1
VISIONS UNSEEN:
Stone cold with the flows like an artic river froze
Still the firestarter, the blood’s leakin out my nose
Only good for gardens when your body decompose
That style’s recycled, you’re better makin grass grow
Every one here knows that the casket’s already closed
The kidz on dro itz like cheats codes with unlimited ammo
Its like battling Nightcrawler if he came with a knife N camo’
You’ll never see me comin and when you do its too late
You piece together lines, I take murder & orchestrate
Never deviate from spitting out my brand new classics
You couldn’t be faker if you was a set piece from Jurassic
My shit’s drastic like King Kong takin a dump on your house
I’ll piss upon you & your whole fam when the funk chase‘em out
If this is a title bout then you got Mike in his prime
A 1st round knockout and a belt that’s all mine
And fuck a landmine cuz I know you saw it comin
Like Sadaam watchin CNN when the planes came gunnin
You can go running tryin to duck in a cave
But I’ll find you, get this shovel and dump dirt in ya grave
I pave paths the way Daliff's pussy gives a rash
Leave you burnin and worried about the aftermath
Best believe I keep the heaters stashed
Got more spit than 'Sylvester's suckatash
When the mind blast you get Ghost n' dash
I was gonna stay humble and send you to your hubble
As soon as I mentioned the word shovel
But you act trapped like the Boy in the Bubble
My 3rd I see far like Hubble, you getting popped like trouble
Out like 6 double you played yourself like dice
College tuition on this one, I can understand WHY you think twice
daliff89:
finally, the final round, and i've hardly had a test...
as soon as Visions sees this verse, he'll suffer cardiac arrest...
getting blessed with a Freddy Kruger verse, battle raps...
i'll constantly 'battle cats' cause i'm a Master of the Universe...
this dude's the worst, rhymes smell like decomposing flesh...
i'ma decapitate this Skeletor and lay his stinky bones to rest...
my flow's possessed, bars are clearly the hardest...
after this, your name should change to Dearly Departed...
Visions is merely an artist, i specialize in facial disfigurement...
breaking your ligaments, place a wooden stake where your liver is...
i'm hatefully killing shit, he's just a blatant disgrace...
Visions couldn't 'see me' with binoculars taped to his face...
more amazing than grace, bring distruction like Rambo flicks...
Visions' skill is 'unseen', he fell off faster than Camp Lo did...
he CAN'T flow sick, but me? i'm by far the most talented entrant...
there's not even a need for a round two, i shut him down with my entrance...
ROUND 2
daliff89:
live in the shadows, specialize in scandalous ways...
say you're 'Stone Cold', i'll smash a beer can on your face...
damage your fate, told you many times, this guy is ruthless...
claim 'firestarter', i'll douse you in lighter fluid....
you're rhymes are useless, light years away from seeing me...
crushing weak emcees with freakin' ease, i don't need to speak...
spittin' Jesus frees, you should bow to your lord now...
The Hand of God spits so much, i'm making these whores drown....
destroy towns when i'm bored now...
battling me, Mike's fightin' Lennox Lewis in the 4th round...
with his drawers down, my boys 'round cheerin' me on...
i'm clearly a don, one verse from me could bring a horse down...
remorse? how?? my conscience is dead, stompin' your head...
fuck the monkey shit, i'm King Kong in the flesh...
i'm bombin' your flesh, when i spit, you're disposed, worthless...
this tourney's trash, i'ma start dissin' my own verses...
flow curses foes, calamity filled lines...
meet your ass in Austin, you'll get handled in real time...
conceal crime like the Reagan administration...
told Visions i'd fuck him up, now he's PRAYIN' for penetration...
i'm finished playin'......
Visions Unseen:
Punches a non-factor from a coward actor
Melted nuclear reactor ain't cause for laughter
National disaster have you underneath the ashes like plaster
The master at flippin verses that summon hearses
You rottin in hell spittin curses, wishin you stuck to snatching purses
You got jokes, I got yokes that provokes no reactions
Just vets missing in action, you spinnin like tires w/ no traction
The Stone's is Rolling but its No Satisfaction
You're not even a distraction, split you easy like simple fractions
I got factions that would leave you dead in the street
You got marshmellows on a stick trying to bring heat
You best stick to sticky sweet, the meats raw when I eat
Put green to concrete, you actin like October tryin to trick-or-treat
Say defeat n' then get the fuck off my porch
'For I brake out the blowtorch and a pretender gets scorched
The retorts is watergate to Nixon,
you thrown out with conviction for spittin that fiction
My diction is the type that be exposing you liers
Do the dental work with no aenesthetic n' pliers
This kid is sour milk and now your times expired
Saw the ad for your show n' then tore up the flier
Originally Posted by daliff89
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