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H.J (m)
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Yo Ibime, i kinda second the fact that a battle shouldn't waited be upon until next month. As a matter of fact, how about a battle with you startin off today with tomorrow evening being the time limit. if u 'down', hit me 'up'!
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Ibime (m)
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Yo Ibime, i kinda second the fact that a battle shouldn't waited be upon until next month. As a matter of fact, how about a battle with you startin off today with tomorrow evening being the time limit. if u 'down', hit me 'up'!
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ofokasibe
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ELDEE IS AN ASSHOLE HE WONT ANSWER YALL. THE FOOL WANTS STREETWISE TO REMAIN CHAMPION FOR AT LEAST 1YEAR I HEARD HE COLLECTED BRIBE FOR THAT SEF
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streetwize
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Next month? Any rapper who needs a month to construct lyrics is a fake rapper. Im ready to battle Streetwize this weekend! If he's scared, Im ready to battle one rapper per week until he feels like he has enough lyrics in his arsenal. You can call it WARCRAFT - 'Lambs to the Slaughter' series starring Ibime.  Who's first to get ripped? Im not playing around this time.  hmmm. . . ya blood dey hot oh Ibime. . . I'll battle u when I have d time. . . and I don't construct shit. . . fcuk!!! I dont even have a rhyme book I write at a stretch. . . on a fackin peice of paper. . d street way!!. . . and if I had a day to myself. . . . hmm. . . no vex me ohhh!!!. . . In fact I don't even care sef. . . fcuk skool!!. . . eldee set up d thread a abeg!!. . . major shit must go down!!! In ya mind now. . . u've tricked me into self destruction. . |
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H.J (m)
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Men dis battle no be child's play wise is pissed off, and ibime is angry, two ragin bulls, e don be. Amma lay low a lil bit!
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lalaboi (m)
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Men dis battle no be child's play wise is pissed off, and ibime is angry, two ragin bulls, e don be. Amma lay low a lil bit!
What??. . . You guyz should stop toying with IBIME. . . Give him a battle hah!. . . |
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Ibime (m)
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hmmm. . . ya blood dey hot oh Ibime. . . I'll battle u when I have d time. . . and I don't construct shit. . . fcuk!!! I dont even have a rhyme book I write at a stretch. . . on a fackin peice of paper. . d street way!!. . . and if I had a day to myself. . . . hmm. . . no vex me ohhh!!!. . . In fact I don't even care sef. . . fcuk skool!!. . . eldee set up d thread a abeg!!. . . major shit must go down!!! In ya mind now. . . u've tricked me into self destruction. . Yes Sir. . . . . thats the spirit. Eldee, you know what to do. Stop dragging ya feet like an old man and set up the re-match. H.J, you just gonna have to wait until I re-up my lyrics at the weekend. |
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H.J (m)
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No biggie ibime, wen u done, i'l b right here chillin.
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Baudex (m)
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Free style
lets go hope it all makes sense-
baudex the multi king is back,lets do it
I DON'T KNEED TO FLOW4RANK
GAT GREED SO I SLOW2PRANK
CANT READ,IT MEANS U LOW IN RANK
I GLOW LIKE SHANK,MEAN MORE THAN SHANK
DON'T DO FAKE LIKE FAKING T'PAIN ON A TRACK <FREE STYLE>
OR FAKE MUSCLES LIKE KEL DID 2HER RACK
AM HUZZLE,SO I NEED NOT NEED 2 ATTACK
THAT BITCH,INSTEAD I MA mess HER
PASS HER SWOLLEN N SORE female orifice TO 0-4-KA
THATS MY HOMMIE BOLAJI
NEVER SEEN BUT SURE HE'S DOPE.
BATTLED HIM TWICE,ITS WAS LIKE PUTTING ROPE
IN2 DEEP HOLES,HE'S NOT GAY OR HOE
HE'S A STRAIGHT MOTHER FUCKER
BUT NOT BETTER THAN ME LOL
HE'S STYLE WAS LIKE A FINGER ROLE,
WHILE MINE IS LIKE A SLAM DUNK
YEAH,AM TALKING LIKE A KINDDA DRUNK
mess THIS KNOW THIS'S BORED LIKE THOSE CANADA SONGS. Lol
text style
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~Sauron~
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Free style
lets go hope it all makes sense-
baudex the multi king is back,lets do it
I DON'T KNEED TO FLOW4RANK
GAT GREED SO I SLOW2PRANK
CANT READ,IT MEANS U LOW IN RANK
I GLOW LIKE SHANK,MEAN MORE THAN SHANK
DON'T DO FAKE LIKE FAKING T'PAIN ON A TRACK <FREE STYLE>
OR FAKE MUSCLES LIKE KEL DID 2HER RACK
AM HUZZLE,SO I NEED NOT NEED 2 ATTACK
THAT BITCH,INSTEAD I MA mess HER
PASS HER SWOLLEN N SORE female orifice TO 0-4-KA
THATS MY HOMMIE BOLAJI
NEVER SEEN BUT SURE HE'S DOPE.
BATTLED HIM TWICE,ITS WAS LIKE PUTTING ROPE
IN2 DEEP HOLES,HE'S NOT GAY OR HOE
HE'S A STRAIGHT MOTHER FUCKER
BUT NOT BETTER THAN ME LOL
HE'S STYLE WAS LIKE A FINGER ROLE,
WHILE MINE IS LIKE A SLAM DUNK
YEAH,AM TALKING LIKE A KINDDA DRUNK
mess THIS KNOW THIS'S BORED LIKE THOSE CANADA SONGS. Lol
text style
Nice one!!!! Your flowz kicked. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- QUICK DROP--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- F'uck this Flow 4 Rank, y'all nuccas are known to wank. If y'all think i am crude . . . then in your mouths I'd shove a plank. Lemme make Ibime swallow his fingers, so he can throwup his hands This is lyrical sorcery, i'm all smiles, another successful robbery. Sauron is ornery. . . .Y'all won't win 'A' cup if this' a breast reduction lottery. Every minute . . . i insist to invoke the evil spirits to spit sick lyrics. Deeper than the laws of Physics, largely intrinsic with no lit gimmick. I smoke me enemies with words and watch em burning off. Y'all can't do shit like the Catholics during the Holocaust Serve you fruit cocktails called Molotovs, blow your backs off with a sawn-off Cut your vocal chords off, leave your body defense exposed like i'm Yuri Zhirkov. Hannibal's back again, to trespass on this turf like the Saracens. Call me a lyrical assassin who maim lives for the love of the Benjamins. Coward niggaz will be pissed, itching severely in they abdomen Ma intelligence shines through, the evidence is ma penmanship. Even if you herbs try again, y'all can't touch this lyrical veteran. |
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crudedude (m)
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Nice one!!!! Your flowz kicked. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- QUICK DROP--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- F'uck this Flow 4 Rank, y'all nuccas are known to wank. If y'all think i am crude . . . then in your mouths I'd shove a plank. Lemme make Ibime swallow his fingers, so he can throwup his hands This is lyrical sorcery, i'm all smiles, another successful robbery. Sauron is ornery. . . .Y'all won't win 'A' cup if this' a breast reduction lottery. Every minute . . . i insist to invoke the evil spirits to spit sick lyrics. Deeper than the laws of Physics, largely intrinsic with no lit gimmick. I smoke me enemies with words and watch em burning off. Y'all can't do shit like the Catholics during the Holocaust Serve you fruit cocktails called Molotovs, blow your backs off with a sawn-off Cut your vocal chords off, leave your body defense exposed like i'm Yuri Zhirkov. Hannibal's back again, to trespass on this turf like the Saracens. Call me a lyrical assassin who maim lives for the love of the Benjamins. Coward niggaz will be pissed, itching severely in they abdomen Ma intelligence shines through, the evidence is ma penmanship. Even if you herbs try again, y'all can't touch this lyrical veteran. a lil sumtin, Fack this flow for rank,ders no rankin anyway, my flows intact,u flow not. . . like water in tanks! many say. . i'm a kid to dis, i backspace'em one atta tym. . . or just highlite n push delete! Bite an ear off afta mad punches like Tyson, dis be no tie cus i'l only lose if i get disqualified c? Even as a rookie,n u a Top cat, i stil drop dat 'lead' on ya,so stay in dat trash can u dumb cat! Not battling, jus airing thoughts, dnt rily care if i get your response, Nice one Sauron. |
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mykali
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e don tey . . .
a lil' something ''off the top''
i'm so Cassius on the mic/ niggaz say i'm the Mike Ali
they so cautious on the mic/ when they battle Mykali
mentally/ i render ye/ niggaz to death eternally
my mouth the murder weapon when i kill them verbally
they scared r me/ cuz i make them QUAKE IN THEY BOOTS
now watch they lazy asses TAKE IN MA FOOT
MAKE UNA LOOK as i attack and TAKE ALL THE LOOT
ARMED TO THA TOOTH wiv dis deadly RHYMES THAT I COOK
THESE NIGGAS TOOK ill/ so i see THESE NIGGAS PUKE
If i TAKE ON THE LOOK of a gangster/ THESE NIGGAS SHOOK
cuz they know tha myk bring more HAZARD THAN DUKES
and i cause more damage than AMERICAN NUKES
these worms AFRAID OF THE HOOK cuz am a shark in these waters
Jackdaws goes and rip the jaws off these wacksters
these niggas will never diss me cuz they can't PUNCH-LION(LINE)
try that and git your guts ripped by these lines of mine.
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MrCrackles (m)
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Jesus. . . .  This is where the party is at. . . . . Aight then, Alchemist, drop the beat. . . . . ------------------------------------- My shit shooks better than shook ones/cooks better than Raekwon Clap!Clap!!/Dis bars r golden/clapping bronchis and clavicles Ya all running loose/like Papoose/when he sipped on grey gooseI see ya all grabbing your chests coz dis shit is hurtin em chests Half the netcees around here/don’t write the shit they floss Lotta cats’s bars are a cesspool of corruption . . . looted or stolen Niggas talk too much like soap operas/cant keep the mouth shut Fraud ass niggas who only get hard around ho’ass bitches Back with a bang/ while ya’all still missing the proof like D12Brought subliminal jabs back/shit hits harder than Kimbo’s punches Fuc.k about and get swung by venom laced uppercuts bars Money back guarantee/if dis rhymes don’t melt da scene Naysayers promoting the beef/ya pork aint worth the sausage I remain unruffled/but if I do/am’a shut ya up with three bars each In a mouthful/munch ya fuckwits up like mozzarella w/out ya salmonella Choke on dis 16's as a toke/ like white bitches gorging on Mr Marcus. . . ------------------------------------------------------- Shoutout to everyone. . . . Keep dropping ‘em bars, not the soaps! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  |
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mykali
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P.S . , the British and the Americans have different ways to pronouncing 'LION'.
so whichever way you look at it
i dont care . . .i passed the message across.
@Brash
you again . . . 
wit u, i hav hope .
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mykali
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a verse i dropped in a dumb thread when the freestyle lounge was locked up. check . . .
my lyrics come un-a-bridge(d)/ like we over the Niger
my swagga/ like the River below/ endless/ i Rep Naija//
i'm kinda/ Distich(the stitch) at times/ holdin this rap ish together
we birdz of same feathers/ its why we're fly together//
i'm a go getter/ more cheddar/ i'll be making
you playas keep debating/ why you niggaz hatin?//
mykali be like T.I/ more Paper i'll be Chasing
these niggas test my fire/ they ass i'm cremating//
then demoting/ they stay down like denominators
we're numerators/ this niggas diss us/ to elevate us//
these conspirators/ cant ascend/ like faulty elevators
they try they best to be Arnold/ but they can't Terminators(terminate us)//
they replicate us/ they think they 9ice/ but they cant photocopy
you niggaz sloppy/ mykali'z got his money made/ like Puffy//
watch me slay these cannibals and vampires/ like Buffy
mykali . . . lives forever . . . while y'all stay . . . in your coffins//
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H.J (m)
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That was some ill shit mykali.
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geeflexxx (m)
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YEAH THIS GOES OUT TO ALL THE GIRLS OUT THERE" {ITS GEEFLEXXX}
{GEEFLEXXX}:
Hey, you know what?
That lil' stuff between your legs ain't gon' keep me
And neither is you callin' me every five minutes
Like you need to know what I be doin'
I'm at where I'm at, and I'mma be where I'mma be
And that's about all you need to know
And you need to use your inside voice when you talk to me
'Cause all that raisin' your voice to me in front of your friends
In the car on your cell phone,
It's not hot, it's not cute, and it ain't gettin' you nowhere
And it's about to get you fired
So, calm it down
She thought that making me wait was the way to get me hooked
Now, fellas we all know that's the oldest trick in the book
What you do, you wait around, wait until she break down
One day at the crib, she gonna let you break ground
Soon found out she was so real with it
One year, no love man who would deal with it
Me? I fell for it, romancin', financin'
A couple years back I would've told you there was no chance in hell
But oh well, here I was
That's how it be when you're falling in,
Uhm, I wouldn't say that
Well, maybe it was
Them trips to the Gentleman's Club, oh well
They made me feel like I was givin' but I was gettin' back
Man that story 'bout the cow and the milk ain't a fact
'Cause if you wait too long, the milk goes sour
And I like my love hot, no more cold showers
So, silly little girl, simple little girl
You didn't want me when I want you, you
I'm on them other girls, I don't want you in my would
And there's not a single thing that you can do, do
You're playin' on my phone, and you won't leave me alone
I think it's finally time for you to get a clue, clue
You told all your friends about the time we used to spend
And I'm 'bout to run it all throughout your crew, crew
Ooh, I called Pam
You know the one who always liked me
You tried to tell her that I had a drip just to spite me
But she didn't buy, guess what?
We're down to tryin'
And we did a lot more than kiss, I can't deny it
I took her to the Hyatt, tied her to the terry
Took Tasha to the Hyatt, oh yeah I went there again
And starin' in my windows, it's just not hot
Always knew you were a freak, never knew you liked to watch
And I'mma call the cops next time you come to my job
And my new girlfriend, she from the hood, she kind of suave
When she take out them earrings, crunch time--punch time
Believe me, I know, let me tell you 'bout this one time
I came home late, didn't call, wait that's not the point
She gets in another fight, she goin' back to the joint
So, don't waste your time, we both know you can't fight
Now, quit hidin' in the bushes and go home, goodnight
Silly little girl, simple little girl
You didn't want me when I want you, you
I'm on them other girls, I don't want you in my would
And there's not a single thing that you can do, do
You're playin' on my phone, and you won't leave me alone
I think it's finally time for you to get a clue, clue
You told all your friends about the time we used to spend
And I'm 'bout to run it all throughout your crew, crew
Yo, I knew this silly chick was diggin' me
I told her I had a girl, but if you keep it on the low, you can get with me
See I done switched the game up
Now she ask when I'mma leave her
Leave her? You know the answer last time that came up,
Why you keep stressin'? Just keep undressin'
This a headache, man I swear I never learn my lesson
Told myself about these undercover villains
All these silly chicks end up always catchin' feelin's
And what am I 'sposed to do when a late night freak in the jeep
End up gettin' a little too close to you
Close to who? Close to me?
Nahh, my little thing on the side, this ain't how it's 'sposed to be
Supposed to hit it (hit it), quit it (quit it), and hit it again
Chill for a while then flip it again
But she started acting crazy I split to the ends
She told her girl how I get down, now I'm hittin' her friend
Silly little girl, simple little girl
You didn't want me when I want you, you
I'm on them other girls, I don't want you in my would
And there's not a single thing that you can do, do
You're playin' on my phone, and you won't leave me alone
I think it's finally time for you to get a clue, clue
You told all your friends about the time we used to spend
And I'm 'bout to run it all throughout your crew, crew
so stop fucking with geeflexxx if you know the stuff ain't cool,
cos I hate being a fool and i love ladies who love to play the fool
am sexed up, love it, and freaky,call me if you need it?
sucking clit like it was my last day in female orifice heaven,silly!
am out,
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mykali
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@gflex
i didnt bother reading, maybe next time.
who knows, you might be the next ''streetwize''
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D1KeleVra (m)
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Photocopy. . . ko easy!
There's too much to copy, u goin' run outta ink
so, don't u jock my sh!t, u goin'make the thread stink
This chick's blushin 'Pink', like "D1 You make me sick"
and u folks is blushin pink, your frail, your hearts is weak
My delivery's outstanding. . . i mirrored U.P.S
That's 'cos I keep the power flowing just like UPS
I've got family that's real, we stay true-to-us
You's just a phoney K-legged n!gga, your just du-bi-ous
This sh!t is off the top fo' real. . . and sh!t I made a kill
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geeflexxx (m)
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Alright its a competition lets do it MUTHERFUCKERS:::
{GEEFLEXXX}
Aight,
I'm the sickest with this microphone, nigga better learn it
All them bitch industry niggaz you know I ain't concerned with
See I move thousands hand to hand, even got an increasin # of fans
in foreign lands, Amsterdam, Australia to Japan(geeflexxx baby)
All before my sign hit the line that was dotted(no pretense baby)
The man holdin the golden apple, y'all grapple for the one that's rotted
To the core I've been hard, since 1580
Mack attack nigga I've been scarred, knowin what the mess I gotta do
Fuckin rockin a spot or two I wanna leave an impression on minds
Like reading "Behold a Pale Horse" for the first time
Expose wack niggaz like secret societies when Murs rhyme
Explore cyphers after I visit, for close encounters with the serf kind
Your nigga thought he was nice, until he heard mine
And the doper you think you gettin the more you ain't understood the first line
I said learn of my affliction, and how my words wrap around
more niggaz necks than the pictures of the crucifixions
Rippin mics when on
Name hold more weight than a 24 inch python
So what'chu gonna do, when Murs-mania run wild on you?
Bringin that crack to your back like the whip in Castlevania 2
And I'm through, bitch
[Chorus]GEEFLEXXX
When I grab a microphone, all I want is feedback
Energy from the crowd shit a nigga need that
Y'all wanted a change in rap, well fool we be that
And all you bitch niggaz best to ease back
Now when I grab a microphone all I want is feedback
Energy from the crowd shit a nigga need that
Y'all wanted a change in rap, well fool we be that
And all you bitch niggaz best to ease back
[GEEFLEXXX}
Now I write rhymes as dope as Jennifer Lopez
Words, beautify blank paper
Like, top to bottom pieces on skyscrapers
Ain't no stoppin us
Rollin thick like smog through your metropolis
Makin it hard to breathe
When you enter the 20,000 leagues, so stay at your level and place
Cause amateurs fuckin with the treble and bass
Will get left dead before they make the third pace
See I turn around shootin off at the mouth, like New Year's Eve
Sayin that shit you just, wouldn't believe
Retrieved from the far corners of my mental space
Leave you shocked like John Travolta once you open up this mental case
So we happy, as long as fools stop tryin
to come up from the back and attack me, like my name was Marcellous
And those overzealous we got our blowtorch and pliers
So you for damn sure gonna tell us what we want to hear
Sorta like my album but "Life is Too $hort" so I'm tryin to make one a year
To make y'all niggaz watch what you do like the Wonder Years
Watch them niggaz you think is down
They only down cause they carryin, a ton of fear
It's been a while since I've relieved myself of that burden
So I'm makin sure I'm goin all out, until they call it curtains
While you busy in the man's face shuckin and smirkin
I'll be lurkin in the cut, happy with bein the broke nigga that I am
It's all about the Washingtons, WHAT?!
geeflexxx got them asking like what da, mess!
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Alexpissu (m)
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F fools trying to cap balls but I play em like scrabble
Pissu takes care of cats like they were my children who wan fumble
Newbies low on points should have known their mentor was a cripple
Ya all rhymes need treatment on ya rap with those pimple
Aint nothing like the greatest netcee on NL
Bunch of fakers insignificant to me all they do is lie
Only point you get to diss the man above you is negative figures
If you ready for war smoke the whole arsenal coz i stand out like walls
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Ibime (m)
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Alright its a competition lets do it MUTHERFUCKERS:::
{GEEFLEXXX}
Aight,
I'm the sickest with this microphone, nigga better learn it
All them bitch industry niggaz you know I ain't concerned with
See I move thousands hand to hand, even got an increasin # of fans
in foreign lands, Amsterdam, Australia to Japan(geeflexxx baby)
All before my sign hit the line that was dotted(no pretense baby)
The man holdin the golden apple, y'all grapple for the one that's rotted
To the core I've been hard, since 1580
Mack attack nigga I've been scarred, knowin what the mess I gotta do
Fuckin rockin a spot or two I wanna leave an impression on minds
Like reading "Behold a Pale Horse" for the first time
Expose wack niggaz like secret societies when Murs rhyme
Explore cyphers after I visit, for close encounters with the serf kind
Your nigga thought he was nice, until he heard mine
And the doper you think you gettin the more you ain't understood the first line
I said learn of my affliction, and how my words wrap around
more niggaz necks than the pictures of the crucifixions
Rippin mics when on
Name hold more weight than a 24 inch python
So what'chu gonna do, when Murs-mania run wild on you?
Bringin that crack to your back like the whip in Castlevania 2
And I'm through, bitch
[Chorus]GEEFLEXXX
When I grab a microphone, all I want is feedback
Energy from the crowd shit a nigga need that
Y'all wanted a change in rap, well fool we be that
And all you bitch niggaz best to ease back
Now when I grab a microphone all I want is feedback
Energy from the crowd shit a nigga need that
Y'all wanted a change in rap, well fool we be that
And all you bitch niggaz best to ease back
[GEEFLEXXX}
Now I write rhymes as dope as Jennifer Lopez
Words, beautify blank paper
Like, top to bottom pieces on skyscrapers
Ain't no stoppin us
Rollin thick like smog through your metropolis
Makin it hard to breathe
When you enter the 20,000 leagues, so stay at your level and place
Cause amateurs fuckin with the treble and bass
Will get left dead before they make the third pace
See I turn around shootin off at the mouth, like New Year's Eve
Sayin that shit you just, wouldn't believe
Retrieved from the far corners of my mental space
Leave you shocked like John Travolta once you open up this mental case
So we happy, as long as fools stop tryin
to come up from the back and attack me, like my name was Marcellous
And those overzealous we got our blowtorch and pliers
So you for damn sure gonna tell us what we want to hear
Sorta like my album but "Life is Too $hort" so I'm tryin to make one a year
To make y'all niggaz watch what you do like the Wonder Years
Watch them niggaz you think is down
They only down cause they carryin, a ton of fear
It's been a while since I've relieved myself of that burden
So I'm makin sure I'm goin all out, until they call it curtains
While you busy in the man's face shuckin and smirkin
I'll be lurkin in the cut, happy with bein the broke nigga that I am
It's all about the Washingtons, WHAT?!
geeflexxx got them asking like what da, mess!
Biter Alert! How dare you bite Murs rhyme? You think we haven't heard the song? http://lyrics.filestube.com/song/6ed4c50daf88a97b03e9,Ease-Back.html |
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lalaboi (m)
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Errrbody is dropping sumn!. . .i cant be left out na!. . .Lalaboi wont carry last! @Mykali! See as you shut crackles up!. . .U don get mouth bdat oh lol. . . Dude was claiming champion on a forum games rhyming thread!!. . .IMAGINE!! . . . Back to z topic! ____________________________________________________________ ____ ____________________________________________________________ ____ This one nor be sci fi! Am about to blaze up the MIC The rap codes i crack!. . .I compile and spit out tight Here goes nun!! I can Bypass a lambast from ma dawgs, Prevent a fracas! like a five day pass, I freely connect till d minutes last I run this land with class, You current ability, .i will surpass So i warn of trespass, Put up a sign to avert a breach of contract This is not for neutrals. . .You either for me or against me I am filled with ideas. . . enough to make ya bars look empty I will take over!. . .I will show my Sublimity and Superiority! If these lines where central! they'd take you to white city! Yeh. . .Am the real deal!! posting these bars is just heat of formation U say no? call me out and your defeat shall be my corroboration Friends or foes! If you fit enough, pick up the baton As of that moment. . You have passed the point of no return! I will batter every body part from ya head to your feeble metatarsils My flow will grow out of nothing! old man called it lyrical tai chi! The words i speak will depict ya appearance! you'd look slovenly! one things' for sure!. . Theres no coming out alive! i show no mercy! ___________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________ |
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mykali
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@Mykali! See as you shut crackles up!. . .U don get mouth bdat oh lol. . . Dude was claiming champion on a forum games rhyming thread!!. . .IMAGINE!! . . .
i've never seen a Brash vs. Anybody do battle
never . . .
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mykali
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Like reading "Behold a Pale Horse" for the first time
Expose wack niggaz like secret societies when Murs rhyme @geeflex
you are the worst biter this year |
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eldee (m)
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@mykali Are you still planning to do the Warcraft battle. If you are, just send in your verses ASAP so I won't need to set a deadline. @lalaboi Thanks for making the job easier for everyone the last time. Could you please help me watch the Rampage II thread like you did on the last Warcraft. |
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lalaboi (m)
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@eldee. . . Yes oga. . . .Am on it!. . . You set up battles. . .i'll clean up!. . .nice combo . . . Rap battles is up and running again thanks to your brilliant ideas! |
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H.J (m)
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Yo eldee, i just sent ma verse to your box. Tanks 4 chillin n sorry 4 d detail.
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H.J (m)
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@eldee. I meant sorry 4 delay. (Cudn't modify ma statement cuz i'm surfin thru ma mobile phone.)
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