Praise Vs Saucekid

nigga,you fcuk with me~prepare your funeral
i'll wipe u out,your hommies~like yous some damn criminal
you claim to be slick~to me nigga,yous shyte
rap lines too lame~they don't qualify for tight
been a long tyme you had pussy~can see it in your lines
come meet da don pappy~i'll teach ya,one step a time
nigga,i fcuk with you~same ol same ol
leave you gasping~someone call the 5-0
parameds be set to bring the gurney
because a nigga'll fall after this tourney
guns in place~magazines click click
ma hands are sweaty~twich twich
its ova before it started~when homeboy took me for granted

hahahaha, omo u be confirm chick jare shaz, u judge them well, lol

saucekid says he clicks click, ain't going to slow my roll quick
its a crazy affair, he's about to dine with pigs
i ain't got cuter punchlines, but i can implant land mines
ah, i mean rap battle mines, in the sauce's ugly mind
who voted for saucekid, can't u hear he's just a kid
where was he, when i made hit like Katrina's wind
i've got plasma vision, i can see through walls,
saucekid's heart is frenzied. he ain't got balls
its crystal clear i will reign supreme
like a reign of fire, i blowing him to the extreme
sauckid's rhyme are apparently for kids in nursery
when its comes to digging your grave, am in a hurry
he claims he's got 6 rounds of goddamn ammunition
when i fucked him, his paremeds offered amputation
as a better idea to alleviate his misery
you got to learn how respect my whole entity
i could just go on and on and on
but i got better things to do, so i aint dissing him so more
the battleline is drawn, he'd better not step on my grounds
or you'll end up been chased by my greyhounds
am dissing the whole motherfcking nairaland crew
raps so poor like rice without stew
hit me if you can, when it comes to my loot
you ain't got a share, so kiss my butt

he wants to do battle
we're going to rumble


@ flowshow
i've been out of practise and basically,i don't do rap

@ makavele

guns drawn~slugs poppin~niggaz fallin
sights on ya~got ma *ish~i aint stoppin
touch the cobra's tail~prepare to be bitten
your lines too lame~i give ya some food poisoning
don't crave the donhood~cus i'm slicker n better
when i'm through~you'll be the remnant of salt petre
hit ya on all sides~like yam in tha mortar
tear ya limb to limb~leave ya screaming~ MAMMA
kiss your butt?~nigga i got one chamber~yous the slot
mess you sideways~leave you worse than a slut
i aint takin no prisoner~because i aint got no patience
i got a gun~trained to kill~and also with a license
nigga pay homage~so i'd grant ya clemency
you don't~I'm going to pop ya~leave ya a bygone heresy

@saucekid

u little' kid want to claim you's the illiest
am going to show 'em all that u're the wackest
so wack like eddie murphy in "coming back to america"
am kicking the sauce all the way to  costa rica
when it comes to lyrical battles, am the hottest
put our IQs on the scale, no doubt u weigh less
its a fact, i aint got guns and ammunitions
but my verbal arsenal could enforce a surgical operation
read my ryhmes, and experience mental blackout
your'e so fcuked up like 2Face, a high school dropout
and "flowshow" admitted you stink with wackness
i dissed u all over, it brought you close to madness
watch out mother fcuker, you're close to my D-E-N
i'll eat u up, as much as i deserve that "lyrical highness"

THANKS SHAZ FOR YOUR FEED.

INCREDIBLE,

@ shaz
why you callin me wacked?

Really uncalled for?

Past urs shaz, and see if the sauce won't beat it!

You're a rap artiste, or manager? Lyrical assailent, LOL?

my im is destykisses@yahoo.com,
what's urs?

There is no harm in "challenging" our lovely shaz, is there?

@ shaz
ma orientation aint rapdon't blame me if it sounds wack to you

@ shaz

never mind macaroni, he's poor and can't pay for rap schools,
d rat's always surfing the internet, tryin' to download "dissing tools",