JigsawKillah:
Obesemf . . .

sosiqdude:

Are you the one that script this or?....

gottoboy:
I'd prefer Obesemf if am to shake off this my rustiness and if he is ready. #sorry

liricyst:


i could have sworn there was a adage that had something about chickens, count and hatched.... can't be so sure. Sha, after my battle with elymax, i go tell you something

liricyst:

True... it's better that way.... Real men are ugly and scary.
Please Please Please...use this...i so love it

Supermiy:
obesemf...let's have our rematch after the toruney..you up for 10?

jreyez:
Open c/o
Elymaxiimus Emaprince Lagunna Thunderstorm Joshuabase Kr0ne...
Audio battle.....(don't duck)

danbrowndmf:
Baba Thank u,Ese modupe!

danbrowndmf:
tnks...big sean new album is cool though

darkenedrebel:


I ain't doing a 3rd place brawl then ✘

darkenedrebel:
Obesemf

normally I'm not interested in fighting for any 3rd spot..

how about we brawl audio since we both got nothing to lose. .. so we can start prepping today & drop on Sunday. reply quick.✘

liricyst:


LOL...i whooped that nigga and my hands marks are still engraved on his buttocks

liricyst:


lol...guy...you like that ass too..don't lie. Well..let me keep looking around for now

liricyst:
Arranging my bars Obese pls 8:30.... didn't have time at work today

jreyez:


Different emcees,.. Different styles, different listeners... It's what it's niggur., but I'll go with pro'meth because he's more professional on the mic.

dj5naira:
I band his Indiana crew to Pitt. .like Brad Jones!/
I don't support their clique, . .its clone zone/
Everly be your shadow. .so you'll never walk alone!/
Pardoned Pope Paul. .I dragged John son along Glen!/
Taught his home club. .that his team need to learn!/
Spilled his Reds. .all over Anfield/
I unleashed secret tactics. .yet to be revealed/
Josè lyric. .away champion. .home ruler. .I Enrique!/
In this Weekly Top 40. .I Rick Dees!!/
I defend and grip first position, . .Im Pepe Reina!/
My chic, fashionista. .while you see me on Alberto suit. .Italian rockstar!/
No matter what this Dan yell, . .he can't whisper Agger!!/
Sandwich toast hes drivin' can't . .Jamie, cuz I held up his attack, . .England Carragher!/
Brave multi general. .I captain Gerrard!/
I spar too hot to Andy. .while she jingled noel and christmas Carroll!/
I spat a triple. .with double barrel/
The way Luis manhandled his balls. .he felt Suarez!/
I could spit Maxi. .still play like Rodriguez/
Flirt with Adam's eve. .slept with Charlie angels/
Lift her mini up . .sucked her twin Jabulani!/
My di ck drilled in. .her oil is overcoming!/
Plunged his corpse in submarine. .I left the Stewart Downing!/
I balance midfield,. lyrical Xavi, never flop like Aquilani/
I score goals like Shevy, the granny ain't got potential. .Pa checo!/
He pens with hand on pelvic region. .He Joe Cole!/
I stream more flow than Jordan, . .he could only wet pitch/
Scaled his bumps and jump ditch/
I'm his dad, and he, Hender son!/
Set my foot on cloud. .I made ski run/
I got Sebastian grenade lined around my Coates!/
I run the game than Dirk Kuyt, he only deck kite!/
I've grown tall beyond Crouch height/
He plans to Jay Jay? . .I'll be ready to Spearing tackle/
To shoot flame. .he had better lace boot and buckle!/
Drove my phantom hand into his soul and pulled out Lucas Leiva!/
I blaze Raheem hits. . then push Sterling bar!/
But the raggamuffin' fella still ban g archetypal like Danny Wilson/
The Nathan receive low ratings like Eccleston/
I screw Jack heavy duty. . then raid his father's crib to Rob in son!/
Amassing trophies. .to occupy Liverpool FC/
Outlined Peter fiction. . that Gulá sci/
Sipped St. Martin and invited R.Kelly/
Craig lyrics. .I rang his cops, . so he couldn't bell army/
I blend brand-new plays, . .to outweigh/
Niggas nod at the quick cross I sway!/
What I network airtel. . but he remain grounded like Škrtel/
I retire the Pep. .and bid him farewell/
I start team line-up. .he subs with Villyan reserve/
My caps. .infinity, . .but hes a teen . .Bijev!/
I raise forsetto blast heard over Meyserside/
Vent wrath home and away. .I don't mercy sides!/
Doni's gene. .Shelveys' heredity!/
Burst firing shot . .My game, a volley!/
I make VIP list. .he 3rd tier like Jon Flanagan/
Fine smooth abs, . .Incredible body division, I Hulk Hogan!/

dj5naira:
I breath in deep waters, while you drown in chel-sea!/
Dined with sharks, . .but he's scared of dolphins/
Took Edoho from his name, and pushed Frankfurt/
Sent his Rovers to Hades, he came out Blackburn(t)/
Half machine, half human, . .loaded to the brim, I got Fulham/
Amputate his Taribo wrist, . .I didn't spare this Westham!/
Dislocated the Larynx from his cord, . .he couldn't deliver/
I spit world Klaas, . . .with his weapon he could only Huntelaar/
You ain't Jan, . .you don't spit oversea, . .your lines Old like Trafford/
Quit the game, so I don't hunt you with my Bedford/
You don't flo large, . .even with your Portsmouth!/
I could even rout his sport-team in one bout/
I bring delight in this Stadium of Light . . I sunderland!/
The bull spit Micheal Jordan lyrics, . .cuz I dunk Chicago bars in his yard!!/
Notorious in this game, . . Rap Balotelli/
Grown B.I.G, . .like Aki, your smallie/
I got Wigan fibres. .My foot Athletic/
Meaning, . .i've made more runs in the game. .than the city of Unilag clique!/
Bolt outta here boy, 'cuz I don't know Usain you!/
Can't win in this track, . .your chick will only blame you/
I'm ranked A in the Serie, . . I reign in this Championship!/
I'm the shepherd, . .and I rule over these little lambs and sheep!/

liricyst:
lol speak for yourself writers block has got me