Skale vs. Definitive-( Skale WINS )
Rules are 16 lines each, first to four votes...
ROUND 1
[Skale]
Ya tech-nique is Flintstones, the Jetsons my set, dun
Three rounds, fuck that, you get sonned in just one
You'll need to run two more laps just to catch up
You ain't hot dog, but you'll still get covered in ketchup
Smothered and wet up, another to test? FUCKED
Son of a squirrel, ya moms about to collect nuts
Cuz it's Autumn you see, don't start problems wit me
You rather make like a leaf and fall out a tree
Hope you've come prepared to get whipped like a servant
Wit an extra pair of underwear and the best life insurance
It's not like you might get murdered, you definitely will
I'm known to bite the serpents, my venom deadly ill
You'll evidently feel this, you'll OH SHIT your pants
You effin wit the realest, know ya role bitch and prance
Get entranced, dicks get thrown in holes, get entrenched
Won't catch a case, this hoe gettin slayed in self-defense
[Definitive]
Listen up, duke, it wouldn't take me sixteen bars to snuff you
Sicka than Aidz better bow his infected ass down when I come through
Stylistic shit too sick to fuck with, smoke you like mad izm
I'm the reason why ya sis wants to convert to Judaism
Muthafucka, I'm outta this world like Neptune, you ain't "Pho-real"
I Skale tall buildings, you ain't shit but a molehill
I'm straight though, so don't try to run ya game, bro
You prob'ly took more shots to the ass than Jose Canseco...
ROUND 2
[Skale]
Get right, you damn wrong, half long and half strong
Get ya math on, one bar, y'all already half gone
Knew ya verses get shat on, so you saved half the paper
To wipe ya ass wit, bastid, you ain't half as major
Just a minor writin rhymes up in first period class, hoe
Carve you a new vagina wit ya first period, asshole
Thursday Night Live, what's really happenin
Little Nicky gettin schooled like Billy Madison
You a clown, Airhead, an unfunny Adam Sandler
Punkass Waterboy needs an Anger Manager
Let the Madam handle ya, she'll be like "hoe please"
Talk the talk, and when ya walk ya got no knees
You lack Mental Stamina, like Jeru I'll Damaj-ya
Leave you leakin brains and hair through ya yarmulka
Regardless of religion I'm demolishin ya system
Be abolishin ya mission, or get em lil metal balls up in ya prism
[Definitive X]
I split this whack rapper's whole brain in half, eat his cerebellum, and spit knowledge
Skale was spotted, tryin' to hit on Ghost in a Shaolin lobby
Word is bond, kid, I wouldn't think twice about wastin' you once
You spacin' out and you done, I'm golden like a set of RZA's fronts
Ya whole crew's a confederacy of dunces
My style is lobster and Chianti, yours is boxed lunches
Who the punk that's wanting to rip my style
Split ya whole profile, have you psychologically defiled
I'm deeper than JFK, Jr.'s watery grave with my rhymes
This battle is more one-sided than an anorexic's backside
Swallow entire clans whole like the Locness Monster
I believe I've heard the Jeru line from the mouths of ten different rappers
Y'all can't see me like a crackhead's titties
Word to mutha, G, I'm flavorful when dissin' Public Enemies
To be honest, Skale don't scareDefinitive X
I drop promises, you just spit subliminal threats...
ROUND 3
[Skale]
Nothin subliminal about me, I smoke you to put it bluntly
Ya Potato Head is lumpy, I'm off the wall like Humpty Dumpty
Fuck a vocabulary I don't need, my dictionary missin, fairy
Cuz my flows worth paper, unlike your obituary
Ya rhymes monosyllabic, ya schemes all from the trash pit
Only thing you sick with is the same problem as Magic-
Johnson, Shrap is Bronson, call me Mr. Majestyk
Hard Times tryna test this, son you gotta have a Death Wish
Ya moms'll Battle wit my Bulge in her Breakheart Pass
Rock pink like Dipset when my dick go wood like Bravehearts rap
You nothin original, fuckin wit punches thats minimal
I'm in ya face like Acne kid, ain't nothin subliminal
So whatchoo talkin bout Willis, yall clowns must be kiddin fool
I got a thousand Different Strokes, you drown in the kiddie pool
Takin the Wolverine route, get me mad I'll pull ya spleen out
This pussy's a restaurant and I'm about to eat out
[Definitive X]
Muthafuckas want a war, then shit, I'm Clinton when battling Bush rappers
Definitive spits colder than Jimmy Hoffa’s cadaver
I laugh at these bastards, stay dirty like Russell Jones
Tryin’ to act hard in person, you only violent over the phone
Rap Satanism twists your cataclysms, you need an exorcism
Extract the sugar-sweet shit from your lyricism, and drink the Diet Rhythm
Posin’ like your weak crew’s gonna advance forward
But I’ll expose you, ya guns catch more air than snowboarders
This cat is yellow-bellied like vats of mustard
Trust that I’ll crack more hammers than a Supreme Court justice
Your whole style is busted like Goldie Hawn’s face post-Botox
Boxed in like Roberto Duran, y’all are screaming, “No mas”
Y’all spit sick, have a bad relapse like a broken stopwatch
Spark more fires than the acquittal of the Rodney King cops
The battle’s over, you cats don’t wanna battle me
Or catch more elbows than ATL clubgoers or Macho Man’s savagery
PEACE.
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Originally Posted by Skale
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