2 Rounds..
16 lines each..
Drop whenever..
2 Rounds..
16 lines each..
Drop whenever..
he agreed?
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Well I sure hope so.. lol
Yeah he made a callout told whoever to make the thread, i'm just waiting for him to see it and/or drop a verse.
yea man i'll drop when i get off work tonight.......
k, cool.
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actually i'll drop tomorrow afternoon.....
got some PhotoShop shit to take care of.
my fault dude....
i'll drop tonight.....bout to go eat with some friends then i'll write some shit real quick....
work is a bitch....
here....
i think we should switch names, my flows personify eradication...
knows he can't fuck with me, but thinks he is, he's masturbatin'...
i'll smash your face in, the bat'll break your chest...
think i worked for Terminex how i 'eradicate' this pest...
this faggot ain't the best, he can't fathom my skill...
or the wrath i conceal in patterns so ill, this massacre's real...
i'm smackin' your grill, decimate your facial features...
comin' at me is blasphemy like Satan rapin' Jesus...
this make believer's just pretending he's sick...
i'll empty a clip of chemotherapy, i got the remedy bitch...
i'm endin' it quick, it's not painless at all...
i'm aimin' my bars at encyclopedias to leave your brain on the wall...
my patients is gone, malpractice now, i'm takin' it on...
my hatred is spawned in verse form, i'll rape you with song...
maybe mangle your squad...
the noose'll loosely fit around the crucifix, so you can try to hang with the God...
^ shit was ill LIFF..
u got my VOTE
fucking dope shyt...
great 1...
u got my vote too.....
easy with that vote shit, Erad hasnt dropped yet.
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LOL fuckin' Dick-Riders...
Im the King of Brawls.. I don't have to do a thing-and-he-falls
How you gon be talking shit?? Every Battle I have you swing-from-my-balls!
Dal never saw-a-gun, it's the army-son.. I leave the audience in awe-and-stun
give the pussy 'paintshop' and and FOUR days - he STILL couldnt draw a gun...(NOPE)*
Your gonna suffer from damage.. Cause you, You ain't much-of-a-man-bitch
Ill make "D" so tense, That A, B, and C'll hit me up-for-a-zanax
you ain't a challenge.. I beat-hoes, chop limbs till your knee-folds dare-to-speak-though?
You and DR's won't just be sharing secretes, youll be sharing IV poles
liff?, Wake-up-Jack, You Think u Got a chance of Takin-Rad?
I'll Stomp U out till The Branches on my "Timbs" Break-N-Snap..
Clap Fags Till I Fold-Their-Chest, Beat Me? Hold-your-Breath,
Daliff U better Keep Your "Heat" Close Too Cuz its Cold-in-Death
Man this Chumps-mine, All My lines is Workin 2 Lump-Spines,
Liff Spits Recycled Verses, Cuz Wheres the Personal Punchlines?
You Better Leave this Text-Fam, U Couldnt Be the "Best Man",
Not Even Wit Your Best Friends Weddin Band In Your Left-Hand...(nope)
*Ok ya just scroll up for the paintshop line
Oh and since people want to vote before i even get to respond, your vote here is considered null and even when the battle is finished.
Last edited by Eradicate; 05-19-2008 at 12:46 PM.
daliff had a better flow but one can't help but feel E's intensity and personal punches...
"i think we should switch names, my flows personify eradication...
knows he can't fuck with me, but thinks he is, he's masturbatin'..."
that was some slick shootin by liff...
"Ill make "D" so tense, That A, B, and C'll hit me up-for-a-zanax
you ain't a challenge.. I beat-hoes, chop limbs till your knee-folds dare-to-speak-though?
You and DR's won't just be sharing secretes, youll be sharing IV poles"
i liked this shit too.
hot shit from both contestants!
love this shit!
Last edited by BornPower; 05-19-2008 at 01:49 PM. Reason: I'm slow today...
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
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