Post by: Anonymous on February 24, 2003, 06:26:00 PM
and will be the last one standing/
basically/
it´s a battle that i´m demading/
if i get no reply/
that means no one was worth challenging!
RABUBI
Post by: briCK on February 24, 2003, 07:45:00 PM
mr give you the finger set up the ship
that u flowing on and entice it to sink
SURPRIZE....if you thought u´d get away with this shit
comming on the board asking to get tested
you never studied, if by my verse aint impressed yet
i got the gift to thirst quench.
you the worst wench
substitute you rap style and leave it lying on the west bench
8-)
Post by: Anonymous on February 25, 2003, 05:58:00 PM
on this site there´s mcees/
but you can only play cupid/
sweep you from under your feet/
just to make sure you down with it/
the rhyme is sacred/
battling me you must be stupid/
i´ll leave you toothless/
it takes a real man/
not a young boy to do this/
cause being an mc/
is about spitting the realness/
you get ejected!
Rabubi
Post by: Anonymous on February 25, 2003, 07:08:00 PM
Post by: DarkBlood on March 23, 2003, 12:23:00 AM
I´m full and I´m new
this is exactly what I´m gonna do
I gonna to pick you
and hit you
for throwing rouge shots in the forum
re-arrange your insides like I´m on internal decorum
bore them if you will
but on this battle field
there´re only two people, those who´re dead and those who kill
so which one are you, Jack the Ripper or the corps
´cause I´m still breathing and still holding down the fort
still processing thoughts that will complicate your mind
and I bet I´ve just inspired you to write and other rhyme!
Post by: TnT on March 24, 2003, 05:23:00 PM
and wrap it up in little packages to sell to these punks
who claim to mantain this rap game,
don´t even know your name,
how dare u step up to this & battle this aint a game,
hold up,wait a minute
let me collect ma thoughs and sell them off as wicked offerings
the bell rings,referee I aint steppin back
ma punchlines are punchknives that cut deep into yo soul
type o´shit u can´t control
Cats like you refridgirate ma rhymes for later use,
don´t matter what u do,u still aint got juice,
That´s why most niggas laugh at yo shit like it was candid,
here is a camera you might wanna snap this & frame it later.
Here is a laxative for yo lyrical constipation...
so u can later say yo shit flows without hesitation..
TnT out...
Post by: The Ebony Cat on March 24, 2003, 09:25:00 PM
bite into your soul.. yet u don´t know what bit you..
spit on your carca** as i chew on your heart
a microphone maniac just tore you apart
i´m not really mean but at times i get vicious
sell your bones to a sangoma ´cause i´m not superstitious
i´m an entrepreneur.. one who´s mind´s on his money
sell emcees as hoes... change their names to "honey"
and cutie.. or sugar.. sweetheart is played out
your pops met your moms after me and her made out
so who wanna test me? get their jaw cracked to pieces
with my fist to they mouth.. pretending it´s kisses
Post by: TnT on March 24, 2003, 09:52:00 PM
thought you were a real emcee but you a chancer,
Yo weak a** lines are pre school nursery rhymes
that type of shit you slingin aint woth two dimes
What u bringin aint dope, you probably on crack
gimme one more verse and I´ll label you whack
Lemme simplify it for yo weak interlect,
only place u get props is the internet
I read yo cv you MC Hammer reject,
get off this cypher b4 I press eject
I revoke your freedom of speach
mine is a level u cannot reach
I´ll even let u go first
take u out b4 u hit second verse
OOPS there I go again,
is that u in a hurse?
Step up fuse is lit....
TnT out
Post by: swt-kid on March 25, 2003, 04:51:00 AM
last to step up n kill it swt-kid
not an mc but fakes in this thread slid
time to clean up tha mess they did
buggin, wid DOOM of them I rid
few hours to live u biten by tha rabid
tryin spark shit in my absence is already stupid
so in my presence expet shit tha make steve king say I´m morbid
like bambata in the gra** I hid
before ma**iv damage I did
ni99as aint valid
what da use of sowing seed in a mind arid
stick to purity an jam alley nestum
your milkteeth aint ready for solid
Post by: DarkBlood on March 25, 2003, 05:15:00 AM
how dare you make an order
this isn´t Nandos Joe
this is a battling forum
only Generals give commands your just a Major Payne in a**es
of emCees who throw blows like they need gla**es.
Peek-a-boo
put your body in ICU
and pay your hospital bill because I pity you
silly you, claiming that you´re "buggin wid DOOM"
you couldn´t bug wid DOOM if you were killing ants on your stoep!
Boom!
Post by: The Ebony Cat on March 25, 2003, 03:13:00 PM
but like Christ i´m in comeback mode - straight ressurected
surprised outta my skin u found the eject button
pretending that your rhymes come slicin´ and cuttin´
i rock a bald head like my man Charles Dutton
and headbutt your a** till you tender like mutton
smake the taste out your mouth and replace it with bitter
i´m known as a winner - and winners aint quitters
last time i came through with mad verbal jujitsu
slicin´ and dicin´ but this time i´ll slit you
fit you.. into a moonbag, drop it and start to tramp
on your a** - flatten u like a postage stamp
Post by: briCK on March 26, 2003, 04:57:00 PM
b..r ...i ck.... sick as a old timers having sex back pain
i explained before i´am able not to get cained
or slained by amatuers who just turned minor
i don´t care...i know you conceal your vagina
you still pussly and handle youself loosly
stupid a** male getting pimped youz a floozy
smalled breasted big a**ed nigga with a booty
toner, ma**cara in the purse inside your hoody
hahaha nigga your bra strap is showing
you must have got good ddick last nught your face is glowing
briCK pulled your bitch card
Post by: DarkBlood on March 27, 2003, 01:43:00 AM
I can be killed but can´t stay dead, I´m uncooth
those who listen to my words are overwhelmed and swerve
by strong verbs that curve like dykes tongue at work
sitting on top of the world gets you ripe to get blown
I remove people off it but never sit on the throne
çause I´m a Ronin
MC rolling with foes
you read it in the scriptures that you must keep your enemies close
like simese twins I keep them pinned at the hip
so I can throw a right elbow backwards when they talk shit
So who else is approaching the Blood with bolegerance
çause I swear the suicide is your only defenese
Boom!
Post by: swt-kid on March 27, 2003, 07:31:00 AM
since I already killed it
the still-breathing can only be maggot
squashing u woud i enjoy a lot
but u bottom of the food chain
even Spex got more to lose than u can gain
i leave u like tha thread-starter that´s clinically insane
better off droppin blingbling rhyme for Manni Fresh
he probably tell u´r trash
swt-kid drop more emCees and netCees than Peter Tosh
did ganja ash
Post by: TnT on March 27, 2003, 04:13:00 PM
giving u cypher lessons living books burning
You claim to be a man but fore-skin still hangs,
still trying to find yo way rollin with street gangs.
Poetry u potray a false sense of being,
Puff is what u believe in
weak lyrics is what I´m seeing,
Mentaly I ejaculate on this thread,
spawn creations that in time u will dread,
come cross me u likely to leave dead
You taking me out?Highly unlikely,
like Britney Spears in a hip hop track
that shit will probably sound whack,
like I said highly unlikely...
Post by: The Ebony Cat on March 28, 2003, 05:07:00 PM
bitches go OOOH.. i hear niggaz go DAMN
uninvited.. that means i´m not on the guestlist
but an emcee without a cipher to bust.. u get restless
so i step into the cipher with my vocal jujitsu
make emcees piss their pants.. and some even shit too
but da microphone maniacs not really in the mood
to turn emcees into girlies.. replace their pecs with boobs
split wigs.. make it bloody.. put on crimson masks
i´d rather bust another rhyme - take your skills to task
and by the time we done rhyming we´ll both know who´s what
i´ll be the pimp daddy - you´ll be the slut.
booyakasha!!
Post by: TnT on March 28, 2003, 06:34:00 PM
advise yo mom to start prayin´
Apocalypse now,prepare for the second comin´
Lyrically I rape virgin emcees
they leave traumatized and fall down on they knees,
My game bigger than Shaq on Everest
you get the same result coming against the cleverest
Gave you subtitles so u can comprehend ma shit,
break open yo emergency kit yo throat´s been slit,
You runnin out of time TnT on yo mind
I´ll even walk in on you while u bump & grind
kidnap yo girl,run while you chase me from behind
Ask for no ransom cause she´ll find me handsom
You lost nigga scroll up and let me hit u one mo time...
Post by: TnT on March 28, 2003, 06:55:00 PM
or okapi so you can feel more pain than an Iraqi
I walked the streets looking for opponents
but all I got were crew enrollments "-Milkdaddy
These line r tite dawg!....
TnT out...
Post by: The Ebony Cat on March 28, 2003, 07:20:00 PM
as the webmaster you´re more than an a**et to this site
in 93 i heard you spit bars up on stage
unfortunately at the time i was mentally caged
unable to comprehend that hiphop is global
engaged in by peasants.. by slaves and by nobles
in 2003 i wanna apologise and say this
that your being a whiteboy is no excuse to dis
cause you´ve shown and you´ve proved that the culture comes first
you´ve outlived your detractors... u blew up while they burst..
so milkman my bra - continue in this mode
and blow up all over the net - NO - EXPLODE!!!
Post by: swt-kid on March 29, 2003, 01:54:00 AM
tha topic neva changed so 4u there still aint no luck
tha only order I would make at Nandos is a prime duck
lame rappers coulnt explode if they was tnt
rather they prefer 2 blow themselves frequently
disgrace my kulture claiming u mc
when like kimberly´s hole you empty
this how I drop bombs like IraK
but make sure you pronounce that as I-WRECK
cause I posess much charisma u lack
while your vocabulary only consist of "u whack"
be consistent and I guarentee your head i will hack
like botswana noose your neck
cut you up and drain darkblood as my last "is he dead?" check
bury you in an 50kg ace sack
but lady nature spit you out saying she don´t want you back
now I have to cremate that a** like 2pac
dig through tampons,ja-rule tapes and use the ndanda lighter from your own backpack
next time think twice before you talk kack
Post by: DarkBlood on March 29, 2003, 04:39:00 AM
I´m sitting wondering what it is you try spit
it´s clear and already decided that you talk shit
your bad lyrics cause your halitosis to multiply
try what you try but see what happens when you don´t comply
you´re off-line
but I bet your going to try retaliate with power when you re-arrive
it just occured to me it took you three days for you to reply
you must have run out of words endCee, that´s reckless
but I guess that´s understandable because my presence made you breathless
I´m overloaded with my vocabulary child, let me show you
discombobulate your modula oblogata and make it super-unimpose you
how dare you refer to the DarkBlood with such disrespect
you´ve got a lot of balls but lack a penis to erect
the only ejaculation you make is out your mouth
because you cum with more bullshit than a rodeo has shovelled out
so what else is on your mind little one let me know
on second thought, your collarbone is broken KID let it go
Boom! Sala!
[ This message was edited by: DarkBlood on 28-03-2003 20:42 ] 8-)
[ This message was edited by: DarkBlood on 28-03-2003 20:44 ]
Post by: TKRocks on April 02, 2003, 10:17:00 PM
rabubi claims he wanna battle
if you really wanna we can do this
you couldn´t claim to see me
in intensive care units [ICU]
third degree burns
scars and mean lacerations
abrasions on your skin
remind you TK doesnt play, kid
now dont bother to reply
cos your lame responses
have got me thinking that you´re soft like
johnson and johnson
so mr spider, whats it gonna be?
its on or what?
cos you´ve spun a web so sticky
you just got stuck!
is that enough of a battle for you?
Post by: DarkBlood on April 03, 2003, 06:01:00 AM
when his throat is slit where´s sweet KID
made his shit desists where´s sweet KID
where´s sweet KID, where´s sweet KID.
I came hard, you can´t cum at all! Wha!? :-)
Post by: LT on April 07, 2003, 04:47:00 PM
like u built this shit from scratch and blew breath in this game.
Whats ur problem bitch,only the fittest be up in here..
so hang back..before I start to spray some semi´s in here.
U probably freestyled at school and won a couple´a sessions..
and think u can log in here and stand as competition.
Get ur book pf rhymes at burn it,use it for warmth..
its about´a get cold 4 u as I wipe u off earth.
Cuz since birth,I been blessed with this verbal narcotic..
and u craving 4 a bit before I even got started.
Got u addicted to my flow and u know u cant fight it,
so say it wit me bitch "LT is the don that be VIBIN!!" ;-)
Post by: -AX-ECUXIONAH- on April 07, 2003, 09:03:00 PM
JUST STATIN MERE FACTZ.........
IF YA´LL WANNA HOLLA AT ME FOR A BATTLE...
Post by: Anonymous on April 07, 2003, 09:07:00 PM
MAYBE U SHOULD STICK TO RIDING OSTRICHES
HA HA HAH AHAHAHAHAHAHA HA HA HA HAHAHAHAHA
****************************************
Post by: The Ebony Cat on May 13, 2003, 03:11:00 PM
cats that spit bars in an accent that´s local
we got cats up in Jozi call themselves H2O
got a song named It´s Wonderful... and it´s wonderful yo!
the group is named WATER and i guess it´s pretty neat
but what happens to WATER when u turn up the heat?
things get steamy.. in other words HOT
H2O says it´s wonderful.. i say it´s NOT
then there´s Darkblood who´s hooking up a live event
so all you SUPERemcees can expose your Clark Kent
cause the only i be bringing will be Kryptonite
to squash emcees down LOW and fly HIGH like a kite
the aim of this little vocabulistic ensemble
was to act as a primer.. more as a lyrical preamble
to emcees who forgot that this forum exists
WAKE THE f*** UP YOU CATS... AND GET WITH THIS.
Post by: blacKBull on May 13, 2003, 10:09:00 PM
statement i agree wit/
but i´m not kissing a**...
i just don´t agree wit peeps calling net-emcees pussies/
but i´m all for trashing on bitches like RABUBI/
where he at by the way?
what? u too scared to show your face/
Post by: DarkBlood on May 14, 2003, 04:05:00 AM
Rabubi
f***ed with me
gave him three blows, now he´s deseased
geuss he didn´t have what it took to fight
oh what the hell, we´ll bury´m tonight
that´s right!
f*** with The Blood and dieeeeee!
Doedoedoe, doedoedoe,
doedoedoedoedoe, doedoedoe
doedoedoe, doedoedoedoe...... ;-)
Post by: TnT on May 14, 2003, 08:31:00 PM
Back on this shit about to set it off
Reincarnation of an Mc who lost control,
Let weak niggas run over me & I lost ma soul
But from the ashes, like a phoenix I rose,
Thought I was gone? Jokes on you, u ho’s
all hands on deck yo ship jus went down
here comes the sheriff ama run u out of town,
no need to frown u about to b broken down,
TnT on a battle tip
watch yo mouth or you´ll get a broken lip,
Yo slow a** rhymes no effect like old man with broken hip
I learned from ma mistakes now I’m back like WWE superstars
infect yo physical like SARS
while I´m moving crowds like cars
send yo whack a** back home to Mars
NIgga you fallen like Lucifer from heaven
Prey on yo fears like I´m Wes Craven
My flow is liquid like H2O,
Yo moms and yo girl wanted to dickryde ,hell no
you said you had groupies but it was them same 2 ho´s
ignorance to you is pure bliss,
My lines r tighter than yo lame diss
Decided to get back to basics
Inclined to give u more in my rhyme-stasis
To put it simple, welcome to tha lyrical deconstruction
The rebirth of a mzantsi production…
Things will neva be the same….
(No beef, I prefer pork..)
Post by: Anonymous on May 19, 2003, 05:38:00 PM
but i could not resist the chance of spittin against u bitches
( don hate ) i am jus freeing
Quit cryin fairy, think you can contend droppin poor Shit?
Ya verse is stable, and I’ll make you hold your horses
On-point wit dart flares, TNT tellin stories...he plots to defeat me
He only entered to lose, later to be feeling Shitty like ma**agin feces
No-show and go truant, stay silent or get blind sided with props in the dark
Stoppin a mark, cuz mo’s rep and wack go hand in hand like walks in the park
Hahaha……time to switch it up on this coward………
Challenge The God?! You’ll need NATO-and-forces..
Plus Legions raiding-on-horses .. collaborating-on-courses, to balance-the-odds!!
Even the most valiant-are-fraud .. so, “how you keeping-it-real?”
Closest you came to poison was in bi-planes sweeping-them-fields!
This creep’ll-get-killed, got a head of himself .. now he’s-losing-it!!
My vile-is-luminous, above your silly pestering and-childish-nuisances
This cowards new-to-this? .. If not, why is he longing to say that?
TNT so absolete, if spat, his verses start forming to eight-track!!
Phony and stay wack, don’t get it twisted like horns on the Addax
You’re too scrawny to weigh stats, so how can the bony fillet cats?!
Condoning to state facts discrete and I know .. you’re meek and lack flow
When speaking that prose.. that’s reached it’s peak like plateaus!
Your dreaming’s out .. cold, that´s the best of your work?
Ya lines wouldn’t stand out if neon lights were fluorescing ‘em first!!
I’ll lodge you in the crest of the earth without messing the turf
So Low and Dirty, you´ll have no problems digesting the dirt!!
Arousing? I’m laughing at best, a shame is what happens in text
And contrary to your beliefs .. there is no life .. after this death!
So pa**ion it less, who’s iller? We’ll let this match debate it
I don´t need extra pounds to contentd like Will Smith and Ca**ius Clay did!!
My craft’s the greatest; I was groomed from the Prudent
Ya skills are Four Walls in development, always Room for improvement!!
Never catch doom from a student, especially those wit lost desires ..
Who speak the word .. but singing upon deaf ears like gospel choirs!!
I’ve cautioned fires, a year past, yall just rearranged ya lines
But I whooped you then, so really, ain’t nothing changed but time!!
My frame of mind is Rosemary’s’ Baby, so this Herb’ll get smothered
Refrain from rapping Little One, and Give It Up like Surrogat Mothers!!
( jus some shit i thought of ceeein tht now in here u like flowin on battyles i be back :-Y
Post by: TnT on May 19, 2003, 06:11:00 PM
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I´m impressed, negro u got mad skill, where u from?
Watch diss space for ma comeback...
TnT out... :-]
Post by: Anonymous on May 19, 2003, 06:27:00 PM
tryna enter in the battle
Got my blue suede shoes
now its time to shake and rattle
Please forgive my manners
ya´ll wanna know who is this Fella
Eazy Et$ Da BRUIN-E-AC
so keep it locked in your Madulla.
EAZY ET$
Post by: Anonymous on May 20, 2003, 05:37:00 PM
_______
call me
: DROPBOMB from JHB
and yeah i be watchin this space for now here is something for EZY TO RATTLE
i´ll leave-you-reminiscin´ about the time-my-rhymes..was-glistenin´--verbally beat to death when I-was-dissin´/
leave-you-wishin´ that you-were-pushin´ and a**-kissin´ when on the back of the milk box says "EZY Is Nissin´"/
sick and-twisted-mean when I clean-ya-spleen-clean... between-ya-genes... spit missing linX-whole-biography/
throw me-an-apology cause you-need-psychology when you probaly into child-photography and R-Kelly-pronography/
ya heart stops once I appear, i´ll spit some rhymes and scream "CLEAR!"--severe-yet-sincere, ROCK SOLID set-to-spear/
clear-and-sheer...afrcasgateway tourney-premier and-bringing-fear and watch you disappear with-you-career!/
I stream-between-schemes, taking rhyming to-the-extreme to lower your-self-esteem and make-you-scream/
you winning is a-pipe-dream..I spit supreme--ASRA(my crew) is-the-team that-gleam, and you whack or so-it-seems/
you-frying, by the look of your image you want to "save private ryan" but cha crying-and-dying/
skill-i´m-defying...complying-and-applying there´s-no-denying that you got served-while-trying/
you think you a soldier, let me take-a-guess..you think-you-impress and express...spit-with-SUCCESS?/
you probaly a chick with-fake-breasts, stand up-and-confess--skill I possess-bless wit a S ON-MY-CHEST/
you may be favored to win by-the-predict-ors but I wouldn´t-pick-ya..cause i´m comin´ out-the-vict-or/
depict-ya, wit venom afflict-ya...you´re whack so verbally convict-ya and chew-you-up-and-spit-cha/
your style is simple-and-plain..I maintain to-stay-insane..entertain-and strain-pain in-ya-veins/
you don´t support war because in-your-brain stain-and-contain images of you f***ing sadaam-Hussein/
____________________________________
holler back yall plz i will be here jus to whip ya a**es ahaha
for fun cozi spit for a hobby/and i know u live wif ya mommies /but can u ran away from my tommy gun
i doubt it i am out
DROPBOMB
8-) 8-)
Post by: Anonymous on May 20, 2003, 07:28:00 PM
I´ll have your girlie on my arm
Eazy be da semen
when i use you as my Condom
Please keep it short and sweet
Stop blabbing like a trick i bent
You the type of rapper
I´ll always will give up for lent
And how do i feel
I think you soft like wafers
I´ll open up you body
Just like Vicks Vapours
EAZY ET$ (oops i did it again)
Post by: Anonymous on May 20, 2003, 11:23:00 PM
u need to expand ur vocab son
no multies
nice rhyme though
so i am goin to hit ya wif something more u son coz u said nothing in ur rhyme
wanna know what tht says to well here it is
___________________________
Female/(shouldi say bitch) get it str8 u wack and DROPBOMB is phenomenal/flowing with skills so inevitable/for u battling is a task impossible/stick to your day job delivering blows/
i aint playing im spraying fire/the only way you going do that is if you brought your own lighter/pull an all nighter/just to find out the next day my rhymes are tighter/im like a storm ripping through femcees once i get through with you there aint nothing left to see but debree/got you on your knees begging please let me breath/i spit rhymes and you choke/push bars that gives you a stroke/you being iller than one of the gates´way members is a joke/f*** around wit the Queen u bound 2 get smoked/let me bust a bitch and flip the channel/much respect to femcees at all levels except that non rhymin bitch by the name of EZYT$/tried to throw cheap disses but it aint workin in this battle/spit some moe weak disses i garrantee you´ll be handled 8-)
_______________________________
son u can do beta than tht i trust in yu hahahaha
on the real try and be **** when battlin " u can do the math"
Post by: TnT on May 20, 2003, 11:24:00 PM
spit at you hard like I have criminal intent
Sorry I had to keep u in suspense
tried yo stock, couldn’t exchange it ,only worth 50 cents
yo flow sucks like vacuum cleaners,
I´m here to cleanse this thread from Jo´burg sinners
Drop ´A´ bomb rhymes, watch cats dis-intergrate
U lit tha fuse now let´s see whose style is great
Ma simple rhymes hit u hard like suicide bombers
spreadin´ ma gospel like preachers in street corners
Ma divine intervention had u up @ 1 thinkin of ways to hurt me
Religiously defuse tha bombs u drop @ me
Call me tha bomb squad ,take u out with one verse u & your whole squad,
Got u on lyrical guard, yo spit dunn made me hard….
TnT out...
Post by: Anonymous on May 21, 2003, 09:08:00 PM
man my sista is an MC 2 so she was fiddlin wif my PC tht verse was dropped by her
she said she want to c what u can do
ma bad on tht 1
TNT i have to say son hehehehe ur playin if u goin to come @ me wif tht hehehe
i will post my vesre in the next 30 min hehehe
mabad
Post by: TnT on May 21, 2003, 09:14:00 PM
Post by: Anonymous on May 22, 2003, 12:09:00 AM
_____________________________________
hahahaha ur whack son
Post by: Anonymous on May 22, 2003, 03:53:00 AM
Ill brake your hearts,
rip it apart until the pieces are smaller than quarks//
MC... the word dont mean jack if you dont live it
if you dont spit it, ready hit it at these catz in a minute//
wotz up with catz that dont get that
spittin their wak chit chat, mc riff raff//
ill take my nine and click clack!//
while i spit these rhymes i also spit saliva
just like the way my dick spits semen inside a vagina//
im givin a new definition to the word ´ruff ryder´//
O2 depriva//
grapple yo adams apple and trample!
scientist could´nt decipher these hieroglyphes,
counldnt comprehend these words that i spit//
you catz are just like the 3 blind mice
you probably havent battled beyond this website//
havent drop it into the mic
havent perfomed once in your life
mc cyphe
Post by: Anonymous on May 22, 2003, 03:20:00 PM
Im gonna stick to my own style
keep the girls going wild
Im hard to push out like piles
Im smoother than Rothmans Mild
If I stick to my day job
I´ll slap you with a summons
Give you a talking too
And send you off to say your penance
Then you say I must
expand my vocabulary
If I do then you´ll have
Start calling me Your Majesty
I figured it wasn’t you
That wrote that last verse
I started getting worried
Cause your rhymes were getting worse
So do what you do if it works then good for you
But check yourself because
there is many who are just like you
Ya´ll all got the same style
Like a herd of cattle
Ekse well met up
I´ll keep my wisdom for the battle.
So Stinky Take your pinky and put it up your Aknee
EAZY ET$
Post by: Anonymous on May 22, 2003, 06:44:00 PM
i am goin to use ur style hehehehe
and still beat u up hahahaha
but b/fore i do tht have u ever been on the open mic not @ the open mic bein a spectator hehe :-D
i doubt tht coz by now u would knw tht ur style is whack anyway like i said i could beat u wif my eyes closed i don need to rhyme
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Im sick of all the time´s EZY step to me thinking he can rhyme/
but then i spit one line an allready the whole crowd is mine/
here have 10 bucks go buy a clue/
f*** that give me nine back just buy a whole new you/
whole new crew (IF U HAVE ANY), cause your whole Shit is wack/
its not a myth its a fact, u cant rap/
so u sit back and copy other people´s traks/
but cock sucker dont ever copy me/
cause mother f***er ill have u pleading on your knees/
bleeding in your jeans/
poking you with a needle hoping its deseased/
run your pokets for your keys, and ran your a** over wit your own wip/
then crashed it into a tree cause it was a peace of f***en Shit/
your worse then a bitch, why dont u go home and grow yourself a Dick/
or spit some Shit that´s sick and that will nock me down with one hit/
u cant cause ur just another bitch wit fat legs and droopy tits/
if not ur just another guy in a gay prono flick
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ppls of the gateway can ya pls compare my verse to tht of EYZ here and tell us who the f***en hormo is here coz i am tired of battlin thin air
i will be checkin this space lookin for some1 to kill hahaha
DB i am out
Post by: Anonymous on May 22, 2003, 07:04:00 PM
Sorry Dropbomb stop trying too hard boy sometimes simpler is better.Let go of the anger.
IM Ouddie
DA MAN
Post by: TnT on May 22, 2003, 09:05:00 PM
you seem confused, take a deep breath and exhale,
I don´t beef,I prefer fish,de-boned & spineless like you
bitch impression of an emcee f*** you!
I´ll provoke you,choke you, make you mad
so which do u prefer, tampon or pad?
Blow u out this thread,TnT is sumthin u will dread
I´ll even cut your eyes out so I can see yo point of view
I revoke your spit man thought you had sumthin new,
Remember this,once I pop there´s no stopin me like pringles
been doin´ this rap shit while u were doing tampon jingles
Ma lyrics re-arrange yo reality like a sex change
f***ed yo moms payed her R1 please ask the bitch where´s ma change?
...simple...
Post by: Anonymous on May 22, 2003, 09:58:00 PM
TnT don worry i will post ya verse is comin
well da man i jus hope tht ur not part of the votin ppls when the battle starts coz 4sure the winner will lose wif u votin
1st of all no word play
lacks multies
bit of simi and phors
shit tht is the crap u do when u are freein not battlin any1 i guess i am alone on this 1 non of u know what battlin online is let alone the MIC
da man can i envite u to my site i am runnin it wif my friends so i guess i will have to say our site
well tht is if u got gutts and can battle coz if ur goimn to come wif some freestyle shit on a battle u will lose
and i am sure tht u mus be say 15-19 yrs not been in the real game leave the PC and c what happens outside i doubt tht u have ever been in a real open mic well i might be wrong on tht 1 but i thing tht i know tht i am not wrong on is tht lil shit like tht is not wanted in a battle ask some1 who knows hehehe i would be more than happy to teach u son coz i c ur lost " jus hope tht not the whole site or should i say ppls in this are as lost as ur "
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DB i am out :-)
Post by: Anonymous on May 22, 2003, 10:08:00 PM
still got a whole lot to learn son but anyway
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TnT? i aint know you, but you sound like a bitch/
dont take offence to this, im takin the piss/
you said i spread shits wif excell/ur lyin coz/
its me, im f***in sublime/
you cant step to me, next to me ur not even there/
u betta prepare, uve bin battlin bitches, but playin solitare/
(that means you´re own ur own), and about to get shown/
the door, out this zone, stay jerkin LEAVE RAPPIN ALONE!!/
muthaf***er, dont you know who i am? no u dont, im DB/
yet im well known, i keep spitin this pure tone/
bout to snap ur neck bone, ripped u so bad, u need to get sewn/
my last rhyme said i am sick of rhymin against fake pussies tht can rhyme/
now i c/
u cant mess wit me/
my rhymes bring the heat, never weak/
urs are instantly obsolete/
u need a paddle, mothaf***er, u in shit creak/
i got outstaning technique, n´ physique, in the way i speak/
i pull my rhymes togeather, muthaf***er its unique/
nigga u might spit at me, but ill neva go or die/
ill just retaliate with hate till i multiply!/
u front like u do shit, and get in trouble with the law/
ya´ll know "TnT, the fakest cat that i eva freed against!"/
coz this ain no battle/u whack i swear i wont hasitate to pack u/ like a couple of stacks
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hehehehehe wena dpon make me do this lol
now tht was the simplest shit ever
Post by: digabledust on May 22, 2003, 10:43:00 PM
my lines start slenda/ but lethal to you like a car wihtout a fenda
ISM title taken by me. now im here spreadin territory fasta than sars
few lines i already got U lookin up to tha stars
wonderin what u´ll write in return to these bars
Leavin deep scars from here to mars
I´m the one they call on to end your battle career
today im jus doin my battle premiere
so you anonoumus postaz/ for you im comin harda
so for your soul u best come to me n barter
Your brain is what im gona have as starta
Understand im here on a mission
to put you brain in prision/ mah mentor be wishin
YOU punks PISS me off LIKE femaile circumsition
I´m here to crush, kill n desrtoy till there none left in here
me/ digible dust aka Raw_B
the ONE that instilled fear cot you shakin like a vibator
good bye see ya lata
RAW_B
Post by: Anonymous on May 22, 2003, 10:46:00 PM
RAW B\
_________________________--
~ Call Me Dentist Cuz I´m Knockin Your Teeth Out ~ Your Like A Baseball Hopefull Who´s Only Outcome Is Strike out~
~ I Gave You 30 Minutes To Find 10 Lines That Could Attempt To "Hijack" My "Plain" (Plane) Scriptures~
~Face It Kid, You Couldn´t "Bomb" On DB If You Were A Kodak Machine "Dropping Pictures"~
~Your Train Of Thought Was Dis-Membered Your Intestines Were Cut In Half~
~Your Beef With Me Is Just Raw...Your Not A Cow Your A Calf~
~To Battle DB Is Like The "Mail-Person" Trying To Become The CEO´s a**istant~
~Your Like A Ghost To Me..I Feel No Pressure Like You Weren´t Existent~
~Focus is Like Colgate Cuz He´s About To "Paste" After Copying The Verse ~ Call Me DJ Quick Cuz I´m Bout To Show This Kid The "Truth Hurts"~
~ I´m Addictive Like A Drug My Record Expands Like Plastic~ I Just Murked This Kid With 10 Bars..And I Wasnt´ Even That Drastic!
__________________
DB
Post by: Anonymous on May 22, 2003, 10:52:00 PM
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TnT, face it //
rap?? you disgrace it //
and you got f***ed by BRICK, like hes some sort of rapist //
your similar to Dupri, cuz your styles identical //
your rhymes put me to sleep, like bottles of Benedryl //
i have to admit, ya´ll started to panic //
cuz the only good verse i saw... was posted by RAW //
ya´ll others cant hack it, leave you nitwits breathless //
your so fukin poor, that you sport a paper-clip neckalce //
my actions are wreckless, but nobody´s perfect //
i would rip TNT only spittin my worst shit //
so lets battle and disperse shit, i´ll make ya cry and pout //
i doubt you´d win that bout, but yo.. f*** this verse, i´m out!
f*** it and all haters yall have something to say spit it
Post by: TnT on May 22, 2003, 10:59:00 PM
Post by: digabledust on May 22, 2003, 11:18:00 PM
the only line i felt from you was bout my beef being raw/ eating you like a cat of prey does to a bore/ second you alwayz come like al-gore/ the pain i make u suffer u can neva ignore/so i suggest you shut ur butt up an walk/ coz all u shittin belongs no where but in a line of chalk/ ur wackness wont stop me from rydin this stalk/ i´m gonna kill you wit mah rhym macheti/ ur work sux thats why u got this lines goin curly/ you for mah time u aint worthy/ i´ll have u missin shit n sufferin form scurvy fasta than darth was vada/ dont touch im hot than the equator/im an invinsible mc like the inevitable proof bout lewinski/ get off my cock and watch as i sky rock IT
RAW_B
Post by: briCK on May 22, 2003, 11:38:00 PM
better intuion than logic
to spot shit
got split by briCK now you gossip
about the gothic
twisted brain topic
i got more shit that your shit
the raw shit harrdcore shit
the only mc who gets away with rhymiming the word shit
with more shit
hold it
watch me go off the top and get bald/bold with
fonts the TYPE you hype stupid a** wipe
thats tripe but thats life that right
thats blade and thats knife
hahahah shit
intermission over
Post by: digabledust on May 23, 2003, 12:05:00 AM
lyrically mah job iz to posses thee /like an a**et on
monopoly/steal and sell u instantly/coz cops are at me
constantly/completely better tha a dictionary /at defining anything
derogatory towards tha queens close family/ simply
pitonary on the outside /but inside ur fake a** wont
wanna look at me /SENSIBLY i advide u biters not to
put this on tape coz with your ape antics 16yrs for
rape it all u´ll get /peace out
haha
Post by: Anonymous on May 23, 2003, 10:21:00 PM
ill wack your a** off the tracks
f*** nebody who trys to come and console me
see i got soul a whole lot more than you´ll eva know
stop disgracin de game
shit its what gave u a name
appreciate be grateful
dis shit aint somethin to be playful
about
i spit a verse
and shut u in ur hurse
while u tryna get a lyric
ill hit u in ur spirits
and crush u like a worm
make u eat ur own sperm
im a demolisher
of any accomplisher
call me a bitch
but ill make u itch
in ur sanctified dick
so you wanna move something
how bout my clitoris
yes boy im serious
and i know youre curious
i aint phat like that
im just a cat on the tracks
makin you kiss my a**
ill give you a rhymin cla**
just come around
and we´ll get down
on the floor
we´ll go on and on
ill give sex
in the rhymin complex
but ima hit the road
yo cos ill kill you with more
Post by: paradox on May 23, 2003, 11:00:00 PM
rhymes are so raw you´ll be left gasping in awe
I´ll be ripping you while ur crew be asking for more
hit u black and blue and leave enough room for to shout encore
lyrics with no flaws, make you afraid of open spaces
lock yourself up cause its me you´ll be facing
I´ll make u more frightened than your first day as a freshman
Post by: digabledust on May 26, 2003, 09:52:00 AM
l8r
RAW_B DIGITAL
Post by: Anonymous on May 26, 2003, 06:06:00 PM
DB yeah it me
haha
i have something for u bitches on this board
_______________________-
1 pussy, 2 pussy, 3 pussy, four...
black the whore, stinkin up this board...
spittin it hard, yall stuck on hard Dicks...
drive by, bye-bye, hit TNT mom witta clip...pussy
if your "really" from PE, you gone need the Wizardy
cuz beatin me, is unthinkable, heat-resistable, no heatin me....
ya Dick soo small, when u pee, it hits ur own balls, yall niggas cornballs...
even RAWB, copyin names, youz a LLAAAAMMME...
get shot in his brain, blown straight out the frame...
TNT youz a LLLAAAMMMEE....
caught you sleepin wit BRICK, youz soo mischevious...
Blackbull bleedin like a period...
OOO, im soo serious...
im tired oof hearin this...all the talk is irrelavent...
Blacks a bitch, cuz everything ill post, hell probley edit it (and already did)
my linguistics, is unrealistic, yall a bundle of bitches, look at ya characterisics...
anyone you run wit, ya bullshit, just rub off on...
cuz u treat dicks, like Karate Kid, wax-off-wax-on...
IM GONE...
who did you think...ur ???????????????????????????
___________________________________------
:-Y :-Y
Post by: blacKBull on May 26, 2003, 08:02:00 PM
If u really wanna battle me, register ur lame a** n we do this shit in tha
battle ring, or is u too pussy?
BITCHES LIKE U WILL ALWAYS SPIT SHIT FROM THE SIDELINES!
:-(
Post by: digabledust on May 26, 2003, 08:22:00 PM
Post by: Rapperholic on May 26, 2003, 10:07:00 PM
giving you something feels like chronic
why do you faders think your´ll so fly
started rapping yesterday and you still try
I know that I wadda just like Bruce Lee
and I sting like Ali the bumble bee
give me a mic and I will hurt
you a sweaty sweater and I be the shirt
faders pleae can you stop your crap
or this crazy holic will have to attack
Post by: Anonymous on May 26, 2003, 10:30:00 PM
Give a shit bust your lip these rhymes im kicking 2legit
Take your phalanges,metacorples
The only guarantee you got is at Morkels
Never critic not judgemental Verse you trying
You cant handle.Rapperholic for your attention
Give up this shit go claim your pension.
Xquisite
Post by: Anonymous on May 27, 2003, 01:09:00 AM
hahahahahaha
ur jus a lil cow to me son
tryin to make me register by sayin tht i am scared u should have replied to show of ur mad skillz
but f*** u have non
lol
i will still f*** wif u bitch as long as ur on the board
Post by: Rapperholic on May 27, 2003, 05:40:00 PM
when I check you I´ll be scooping your cherie
I a lockjaw you a pit
should´nt your name be exquidiot
you shop @ morkels that´s funny by far
I only buy the best designer furniture
weather you know or how you flow
I am gonna get you pup I bite wowows
now sit on the floor and don´t even bother
you should go rap for Solly Kramer
You now in the finals it´s not going to be you versing me
I like to sugars and milk in my tea
I want you as a biscuit in my saucer
I will have you for tea time little boy don´t even bother
Rapster
Post by: Anonymous on May 27, 2003, 06:37:00 PM
Like a dog with no teeth
Thought you tried to run away
Like a man with no feet
You a pen pusher Rhyme Looser
Now you wanna Kooza
If they offered Rhyming Lessons
I would book you in Unisa
I got papers Rapperholic
Don’t you know you so symbolic
Of a hooker with the itch
Who just finish eat some garlic.
Xquisite
Post by: Rapperholic on May 27, 2003, 07:16:00 PM
you still a learner and rap in a pram
I´m the holic with a cute tan
but boy run back home go drink your Nan
I been down with some hippy rap timers
heard of 2 Cool man go buy yourself some diapers
Now this not be a lesson as you can not learn
you´re to small add up one plus one, then burn
Boy I cant take you and who you think you be
trying to come up rapping up the rap been stalk tree
Fee to the fi to the fo to the fum
100m under 10 seconds yo this is getting fun
don´t ever think kids like you can step to this
I´m gonna discipline childish thoughts with my fist
one with my left followed by one with my right
you can kick and scream with all your might
I can tell that before your´ve been booed
but I´m an animal rapper who can not be zooed
Post by: Rapperholic on May 27, 2003, 09:49:00 PM
his the kinda crunchie with no honeycomb
I think drop the bomb is some underground
please come out from there and enjoy the town
stop being so unsure and acting nervous
I promise I won´t steal anything outta your purse
read your battle with Eazy Ets the hottest
but girl I think you are the louziest
hope I can challenge you to a little war
even though you talk some shit, you full of manure
I wish i could plant some talent inside of you
and show you the meaning of a real rap home brew
so common girly bomb and prove the holic wrong
I put that on your beauty sleep that you are no king kong........
Post by: Anonymous on May 27, 2003, 10:39:00 PM
Isnt it a shame whats this world coming to, kick a dog when its down we should sympathise with this dude.Im sure theres someone else you can take advantage of Dropbomb is a sissy you better lay him down calm.If you really think about it what are you gonna achieve Dropbomb probably has a head why dont you give him some Aleve.Taking him on is like taking sweets from a baby but honestly its like raping a old lady.Lets have a moment of Silence Rapperholic bad on you but Dropbomb deserves it more maybe now he´ll get the clue.
Too Cool
Post by: Anonymous on May 28, 2003, 04:05:00 AM
so u know i´m inape/
tell u in ur face u wack/
cause ur weak/
wenking ur willy weekly/
wanting to be relieved/
ma flow is flawless/
slick like mj´s moon walk/
ma style is light like summer breeze/
cause i´m irreproachable/
irreplaceable/
undeniably mereculous/
and i make yall wait for the inevitable/
cause i´m BRAVO/
and ma name says it all/
wha ever/
whenever/
with whoever/
i´m down with u know it´ll be happening/
cause i´m BRAVO/
and i hope for ur sake/
U HEARD DAT/
:-( :-( :-(
Post by: dropbomb on May 28, 2003, 06:19:00 PM
ur takin chances lil 1
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My meatballs in ur mouth, spaghetti ur brain//
he calls himself bravo, but charlie McCarthy, is his real name//
I drink bacardi, but hardly never battle the lame//
he wishes he can out shout about me//
but I´ll dukem, nukem, before he talks out mouth about me//
kid, I´ll slap the goof-troop, make ur tooth-loose,
have ur body hunged off out of toll-booth//
u think u hard cause u shoot goose, moose//
who u kiddin, I´m king, better start respectin the bomb//
this anit no movie, like start disrespectin the mob//
u don´t even have the balls to candy rob//
so stop lyin and stop braggin about how u got flawless spits//
nobody cares if u still swim in ur sister´s 2 feet pool,rockin goggles n swimmin fins//
so skip ur dipShit,
and go ahead, spit that same-stain-Shit-draws out ur mouth, while u wear ur lipstick//
u grapefruit-mustard-homo-lipShit//
kicking vocabs, like hom-fag//
this Shit what u carry in ur brain-book-bags, do not brag//
if than I´ll take ur girl for a few weeks//
u know she promise me few show peeks//
I´ll touch her a** cheeks//
mixem like turn-tables//
stick my Dick in her,and watch me make her a star on the new pron-cables//
so face it bravo, u wouldn´t be able, to get a record label, or even battle me in audio, with my mouth full of bagels//
son yours ur rhymes that are comin back, are already to be disable//
holla back if u got what it takes, sucka lol,lol ahhahh
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hope ya like it coz i am here for the tourny lil 1 and i am goin to take it :-Z
Post by: dropbomb on May 28, 2003, 06:50:00 PM
and on this board
lookin for to the battles yal peace i am out
____________________________________________________------
I´m the unsigned flame, awiting the ignition to ignite the untamed ear catsz want to put me out but I blame it on fear
Devastating mics, let alone what I do to loose leafs
Stages crumbled under my timbs, President sends federal relief
For the Natural Disaster that happens every time I grasp a mic
f*** it, or when its in my sight , opposing Mc´s hold on for dear life
Im the unsigned hype, nobody rocks it like I can
Yeah u unsinged aight, the unsigned might, unsigned hype-man
While you struggle to create lyrics, that humans can understand
I move up the soundscan, freestyle gats that never jam
Click-Clackin on ya speakers like Gatlings on the crowd
Sending chills up gateway´s members when my keystyles are read aloud
Unsigned, Hyping Shit, all your doing is typing Shit
I treat MCS like my wife, f*** em with the mic I´m piping Shit
Post by: Anonymous on May 28, 2003, 07:25:00 PM
Post by: Rapperholic on May 28, 2003, 08:00:00 PM
I know your raps are lame after I read it I was yournin
girl come back to earth and stop flying so high
cause damn you should rather crawl than think youre so fly
why do you pick on all the little average cats
try my dis knowlegde and I will even exclude VAT
have you ever thought of taking up a paper route
cause girl your rhymes seem to be a little bombed out
I aint gonna get crazy I´ll just remain calm
cause all you will ever drop are skunky stink bombs
girl you smell and I advise you get out of this game
stop bringing us you germs girl or I´ll have to pick your brain
now let this be an even greater lesson to you
if you gonna step out of line i´ll have to chech you one to the two.....
Post by: huzzain on May 28, 2003, 08:56:00 PM
droppin theze suicidal rymz like i waz @ peak bridgez//
filling mental stomachs so kall me a necessity//
recieving madd applauze 4rom diligent mcz that klaim fame like when zwai thought tha sama award waz an emmy//
yo iv proven that my linez possess high levelz of dopeness kauze everytime i kikk im gettin spektatorz stoned and addikted 2 my exertionz......// (freestyle) :-(
Post by: Anonymous on May 28, 2003, 10:44:00 PM
Your rhymes is giving me a period pain
Please don’t rap again
Im sure you and your picture look the same
Are you onto something
Tell me do you think you Loxion
These monotonous lines
Wont even get sold at a auction
You and Dropbomb
both belong in a whole
Claiming to be underground
Now you forever are a mole
A rapfailure true PUZZAIN
And DropBomb a DropOut
Yourll can never stop my reign.
Xquisite
Post by: Anonymous on May 28, 2003, 11:20:00 PM
so you wanna battle
fine dog bring ur crap on
u like a song with no melody
a diesease with no remedy
i spit carbon dioxide
you give carbon monoxide
u be killin us wit all ur corrupt lines nd wat u call rhyme
see im a drastic verbal a**a**in
dont u dare give me trash
till u can make it up wit cla**
i´ll annihilate nd glomerate shit
stick it in ur face
im a hip hop fakers´ slayer
nd a fine a** brotha layer
call me a bitch
but i got more dick
than u could eva hav
camoflaged in ur mama´s dick collage
stop frontin
u be beta off sayin nothin
i´ll downsize ur ego
soarin high like evil eagles
2 many mc´s
but not enough mikes
so ima be nice
nd blow u out like dynamite
word
Don try f*** me up else ill banjax u till u die
tripleH
:-Y
Post by: Anonymous on May 29, 2003, 05:40:00 PM
i hate erm ppls who registered 2 but f*** ur sick on this 1 cozu have never ceen 1 in SA then u thinkin we don have 1
mybe ur the fag ..................nah ur the fag not mybe
coz i ceen the shit
and again mybe drop is a wanna be but shit man on this 1 u lost it get on wif the times biaatch
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Post by: Anonymous on May 29, 2003, 06:18:00 PM
Raakvol Ekse,Dont Kooza a span when yourll ous dont fourga correct.
Post by: TnT on May 29, 2003, 06:18:00 PM
HIP HOP 101:DopeBomb pay attention,cla** is in session...
Fuccin´ with mics,got Shure suin me for maintenance
hit it so damn hard I took the amplifyer´s innocence
insolence, sordid incidents, know that I´m into it
the master card puller,made it priceless on the internet
the infinite source of the youth´s rowdy behaviour
coz I can turn-styles like the entrances to stadia
mesmerise folks like Rza spittin´ in lingo from Arabia
been gettin´ crazier since I exited my mom´s labia
I flex lyrical Judo and scratch dudes creepin´ on TnT
coz i´m iller than all Reach-for-a-dream Foundation´s kids
that´s HIV positive, punchlines can hurt your ribs
slay emcees like gay professors tied up in the crib
fuccin´ with me, son, in major trouble you´ll be
i´ll make ya weak at the knees like paraplegic fans of SWV
then I´ll double the fee to pay dues and charge you interest
make it hard to penetrate like siblings refusing incest
in every instance I keep this game rough like new stubble
and if I lose, I still go out swingin´ like loose couples...
TnT out...
Post by: dropbomb on May 29, 2003, 07:42:00 PM
_______________________________________-
I´m infinite...your a fraction,
Your rhymes slant, barely matchin´,
Like your clothes no sense of fashion,
Lashin´ out at me for bashin´ you,
Like a fag in drag with a pa**ion for anal a** stabbin´ and cum splashin´,
Find you in a volkswagon givin´ Mzekezeke anal action,
Your reaction to my Siht is to write Shit, to spite me,
I take your threats lightly, might beat me, but that´s unlikely,
You got your title taken and now you wanna fight me,
Tryin´ to take Shit and try to launch an attack against me,
Try to impress me with puss lyrics sounding like Athur(999)Haiboooooooo,
With a license to kill, I´ll lasorate your vocals,
Makin´ you stand out more than a Tn without a T chillin´ with Alex´sTownship locals,
Lyrically puttin´ your verbs and nouns in a choke hold,
It´s so cold, the way my rhymes be flowin´ like I´m peein´,
I´m not considered your average humin bein´
All I´m seein´ is me crushin´ your dreams,
Strippin´ your manhood and puttin´ a puss in between, so check the scene,
Want a lesson how to write legit rhymes?
Your rep are decreased if you step to me in the least,
My rhymes molest you like a horny catholic priest,
I´m a beast with sharp teeth, here to release venom when I spit my piece,
Leave you deceased, rest in peace, file a report, call the lyracist police.
Now I bust my verse 2nd, so i had the advantage,
Just be lucky I wasn´t spittin´ this Shit in setswana,
Doing damage to make you vanish,
Answer back if you can manage,
I´ll ravage anything you can spit,
I´m not your average lyrical savage,
Being lyrically famished I´ll eat your lyrics with cabbage in a sandwich.
You should reconsider your decision to battle, I´m explicit,
I´ll rip you up like an illicit speeding ticket,
But for wanting to battle me I´ll consider you a still worthy opponent,
Come at me with your best verse and I will surely own it.
_________________________________________
hope the next time u will jus chill and rite a respectable verse hahaha
Post by: blacKBull on May 30, 2003, 04:37:00 PM
nor have i ever heard of ur name.
U want a 1 on 1, ok, xpect my response pretty soon black.
Post by: Anonymous on May 30, 2003, 08:59:00 PM
Post by: huzzain on May 31, 2003, 06:01:00 AM
makin sure they dont miss yall like my ex girlfriendz did when i waz on vakation//
im ejekting dirty linez 4rom my ever metamorfikal mind that rezemble a VHS Machine, and huzzain kan neva be stopped in tha fyzikal//
son, shining lirikally upon mcz iz part of tha hip-popular process but now im out 2 get tha entire room lit//injekting my dopeness in2 ignorant bodiez and gettin em high , & makin their koncentration levelz rize higher than tha imagenary beanstalks......//
handling hazardous syfaz //
manning em repeatedly like copperz,and extrakting fake headz viciously similar 2 chopperz controlled by unlicensed driverz.......//
Post by: digabledust on June 01, 2003, 01:53:00 AM
MAh rymez destabalize the most toughest foundation/
set out to take over any situation/ crossin borders i belive in no man made separation/
the burning isms i spit lack hezitation/ my my opponents fall like they r part of history like the berlin wall/ attempts to walk son i suggest y´all crawl/ verbally constistant the only one wit the right to stand tall/ ima aforce to b reckerned wit firingprojectile heat seekers/ every time i speak you listen coz im the HONORABLE speaker/ every bar swung hard, after every one ur rhymez weakenin/ as i mutilate you carcus/ body fluids be leakiin/ I psychologically damage as brutal as i do phyasically/ Professionals mc´s break down, unable to handle it emotionally/rehabillition centrez call them Impossiblly/ For my cruelty and insanity, hip hop should ban me constitutionally/
Post by: huzzain on June 02, 2003, 03:18:00 AM
im 2 ill 4 your uneffektive medicinal methodz//
so huzzain be sniffin in dust pro-aktively and non-stop like vakuumz in old age homez//
tha foundation u ever be layin iz well supported by my rymz that r undegradable //
and mcz that be pikkin up my linez more than stonez//
geografikally deskribed kauze of my external flowz that r katabatik and alwayz b kummin on2 headz like afrikan winterz//
pa** me tha mic and let me give birth 2 intelligent wordz in grammatikal orderz although
my kordz r being swung on excessively by tha early humanz,apes//
flowz iz gettin me applauze on different stagez and phasez, and my sh@#t i rezemble it 2 lacez kauze it iz 4ever tight//......
Post by: digabledust on June 02, 2003, 06:19:00 AM
needin an oxygen tank to breathe at my level like you just enterd space/ if ya enter without caution it will twist ya spinal chord and melt ya face/ then ya body will succumb to the pressure at a steady pace/
I´m top dawg can´t handle card handler holdin n ACE
Post by: dropbomb on June 02, 2003, 07:21:00 PM
On this site is where the rhyme grows/
Bigger and better than ever/
trying to diss us aint really that clever/
if i was you i´d never/
come back to this site forever/
you face is now gettin redder/
yo heart is fillin with terror/
see now i be makin yo girls wetter/
provin that they dont even respect ya/
f***in yo girls has now turned to a must/
when you hit back with some good Shit you might earn our trust/
i guess there aint no stoppin ya/
so i´m a try rockin ya/
you see i´m a hip hop phillosopher/
if yo hear noises.... its yo bitch i´m f***in her.
Post by: thorax on June 02, 2003, 07:29:00 PM
TAKE THEM OUT AND PUT THEM ON A POT AND BOIL IT
CRUMB THEM WITH OLD BREAD AND FRY THEM
SELL THEM TO THE NIGERIANS AND ALGERIANS
THEY FIRST THINK IT´S A SPRING ROLL
BUT IT´S JUST ANOTHER THORAX OILY DROLL
BEFORE THEY TAKE A BITE I KEEP A NICE DISTANCE AWAY
WHEN THEY REALISE THE TASTE I´M ALREADY FAR AWAY
THEY HOLD THEIR STOMACHS AND CRY AND ASK ME WHY!
I SAY IT´S BECAUSE I´M IRRITATED JOU BLOODY NAAI
THOSE STUPID f***ING EMAILS I GET YES THE 419 SCAM
HAS TURNED AN INNOCENT HEAD INTO A SILENCE OF THE LAMBS
Post by: dropbomb on June 03, 2003, 06:53:00 PM
cause not even AMMU can produce such hot shit/
leavin niggahs missin in action cause they don´t wanna be seen/
u gone crazy when i finished like a crack fiend/
can´t take the heat that i put to ya chest/
choke ya body for blood with bullets that tear the vest/
suffocating more n more every time i release my anger/
as soon as i grab the mic mc´s yellin danger/
this is jus a lil sumden to help get me known/
straight from my mutherf***in dome/
crews hop on my dick cause they wat i rap/
lyrically blessed signin off so this a rap
Post by: dropbomb on June 03, 2003, 07:39:00 PM
left alone with no land, and no where to resort
im bored, trapped in a world thats dark and cold
left alone sailing the ocean with a paddless boat
my companion became my mind heavaly sublimed
gave me sight when it was dark and i was blind
gave me direction through the fog of deception
and made my lyrics my spaceship of mental eleption
im scattered in this world like the stars decorate the heavens
trapped in an elevated 7, left wondering remanicing
who am i and whats my never ending direction
who do i confess 2 my childhood of depression
im left at a cross-road with a million paths
like the death that lies in the beds of the past
many lives lost, from the good 2 the bad
some as children others defending there land
elevation has become my form of rebelion
ima search the world for pure knowledge and opinion
the wize man is the one left alone to think for a whole clan
to stay awake and be the night watchmen of this devine plan
Post by: huzzain on June 04, 2003, 05:33:00 AM
now im gonna rip thru u like halles komet did 2 tha ozone//
huzzain iz forever gonna mistake wakk emceez like u 4 mainstreet stripperz kauze im expozing your tru identity//
i leave natural surfacez bare and lirikless kauze i prove your shallow rymz r totally un-dig-able//
my endless presence iz totally unwrapping ya enklozed wakkness & any sign of retaliation will prove that IM ONE OF A FEW MCZ THAT R INVINCIBLE//
EVERY tyme i klinch on2 mics my wordz suffokate my enemiez & ill even rip dusts bladder out just 2 get him pissed off//
my wordz elaborate tha elasticity of my brain kauze my mind iz like tyrez it iz forever rolling and upgrading huzzains mental flexibility........holl@
Post by: Stretch on June 04, 2003, 06:45:00 AM
Post by: digabledust on June 04, 2003, 06:07:00 PM
i rip through galaxies at a specified Displacment/
not even beefin´ a month and your lyrical bytin a** gets pushed into an early Retirement/
huzzain your whole whack verse was Irrevavant/
hit you with so much radiation I leave you externally Transparent/
but huzzain bein´ whack and gay is already aparent/
you just an average dissa,and below average Battla/
i´m the three headed, nine eyed Hydra,that´ll self minipulate mangle Ya/
short circut your receptors and nuerotransmittetrs that make you actually think you´re Iller/
put so many holes in you, you´ll have ta shit directly out ya Liver/
hit you wit malice instruments that leaves your physical form Minced/
wit the way my brain cells attacked you consider your whack newbie a** Lynched/
This is no contest like a titan fightin´ a Fly/
cause ONE-BY-ONE I´ve torn apart your Nuclei/
Intellectually fryin´ your insides wit my NAKED EYE/
left stranded and the way I left you even the devil would beg to DIE/
DUST is the great is what you´ll for ever CRY
- -- - -- - -- - -- -
case closed next time you come come wit a letter signed by both parents or dont come at all i shant reply
NEXT is to the BATTLE tourny
Post by: Anonymous on June 04, 2003, 09:53:00 PM
and thats a no lie
steppin up to me virtually you bound to die,
yo´ll punks is so wack
real skillz to kill is what you lack,
so go home and practice
like math-matics
if you wanna test this
cause my battles stays cla**ical like
retro adidas sneekers- so bambaclats feel this
Post by: digabledust on June 04, 2003, 10:29:00 PM
Post by: Anonymous on June 04, 2003, 10:32:00 PM
and thats a no lie
steppin up to me virtually you bound to die,
yo´ll punks is so wack
real skillz to kill is what you lack,
so go home and practice
like math-matics
if you wanna test this
cause my battles stays cla**ical like
retro adidas sneekers- so bambaclats feel this
pain, dred is tha main,cat that takes you out like stains,
even if you were the son of a dead king you would´nt reighn
i´m insane with lyrical schitzo i maintain
take you down like h2o down the drain,
Its wonderfull
how I skool
and watch them drool
over my lyrical
skillz that thrill,
condemn niggers to hell
like armagedon
you claimed you was hot, then why u cryin like sissy dun
what is it to hot you ain´t having fun
nomore,Mr hard core
stay raw,
ha! that waz just a lie you see
cause you feminine like suzie,
my mind is a wepon call it uzzie,
ma** destruct, battle crews g
take them one by one
two by two
so who wanna step to me,
he must be suicidal
redy to die type
individual.
Post by: Anonymous on June 04, 2003, 10:40:00 PM
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Post by: digabledust on June 04, 2003, 11:42:00 PM
I spit the realness but wit that you anonymous bitches also get a metaphor/
i can endure critisism i have before/
but critics always want more actin like they want war/
and kids from the suburbs are actin like their hardcore/
they sure try to define hip hop by their own means/
thinkin its all about smokin green and wearin baggy jeans/
but it seems that they really don´t know at all/
NOW the hate club needs to get off my balls/
DIGABLE DUST is somethin they ain´t never saw/
cause im sayin you cant phase me now you wanna brawl/
im comin raw y´all just dont know/
battle me fall to calamity so i´ll hurt you ego/
straight rippin it with the sickness/
have your momma thinkin im evil
and i don´t care about peoples opinions/
they need to mind they own f***in business.
see BRICK the mo time wasted the mo i get to rejects like this talkin shit knowin his the very same f***er who´s feel mah shit n is gonna f***in use ´em too
I wont even answer you MAH nex post´ll be at the battle
Post by: briCK on June 05, 2003, 12:07:00 AM
thats what briCK do, jugitsu kick to the face and nuts
grace these sluts, with a big dick in they grease buts
"gee you missed the spot" nah i left it bitch.. get off the jock
crack pipe hoe , you aint dope get off the rock
bri sea k , never rock dea k and y? i hate fasion and tight fits
fag tops and polo necks tight t-shirts is for broads with tight tits
write bits but i freestyle lots
Post by: digabledust on June 05, 2003, 12:17:00 AM
You whack niggaz just retire
you thought you could last with the lyrical murderlizer brain brutailizer
your skills are over twenty years expired
you thought you could last with the lyrical murderlizer brain brutailzer
have your diss track sung at your funeral by your favorite Choir
You whack niggaz just retire
n watch me make millz even though i´m not maguire
HEHEHE WATCHU lookin 4? the mesiya??
Post by: huzzain on June 05, 2003, 04:21:00 AM
wordz i spit be kikkin more than karate fiktion//
tha only mc 2 walk thru ya in slow motion and still hav tyme 2 press replay//
my linez ii throw @ u in tha form of lirikal bait and they forever be katchin wakk mcz like anonymous out//
my wordz i be releasing on 180degreez flat sur-facez to exceed tha fastest lirikal exertionz by a human-mc on earth//
so strong they forcibly be splitting up digable dusts ugly face up like a banana @ sunday dinnerz//
huzzain tha chineze phyzician that baptizes wakkness out of anonymous and still inserts objekts in2 hiz carca** in tha form of 1000 splinterz//
yo anonymous no wonder ur cheap tatoo iz so itchy on lonely etv nights its tyme u transform and stop sukkin dick 2mcz like u were bitchy//.......
C YALL IN BATTLZONE...HA HA