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Hip Hop Forums => Battle One on One => Topic started by: TKRocks on June 07, 2003, 10:47:00 PM
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Hey nigga, I´ve been waiting 4 this since you beat me up in grade 1. Lets do this!
[ This message was edited by: briCK on 10-06-2003 11:25 ]
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Yeah mother f***er we didnt want any of your girl scout cookies then and we dont want them now! You wanna battle? f*** it, lets pump the sound to ten!
I´m in.
Mr briCk, are we activated in this rap Matrix?
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while we´re waitin 4 brick 2 make it official, let me get this bad boy started:
TK the shit starter, I´m first off the marker/
leave Blood deader than Kenny wearin a parka/
i´m hot, its winter but my temperature´s rising/
you´re not, i´m a god like vertical horizon/
this nigga´s got mpd [multiple personality disorder]/
cos the Blood and Thato can´t decide who´s battlin me/
it´s safer if you hold your tounge, rabbit run/
your girl scout cookies: i don´t want none!/
you should take "t´ree fi´ty" [three fifty] and leave/
Blood´s a virus, i´m the antiviral curing T/
seek Jesus: get the bible, start reading/
i didn´t even have 2 touch you but your DarkBlood´s bleeding/
just a little something 2 get this going... c´mon Blood, what you got?
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Its not even necessary for me to pick who battles you
cause you just jumped out a plane without a f***ing parachute
paddle you
and your lyrics to the safety of the shore
The Blood´s appitite is finished from hearing dead lyrics like yours
menapors
is what your´re going through you lunatic wife
for every one personal joke you make I can produce twenty-nine
like the line
on your a** should be you have me in stitches
like Lilo, and I bet you thought I´d rhyme that with "bitches"
that just shows how f***ing hell predictable you are
like the maths exam you´re writing now that´ll kick your as far
as your far fetched visions
you´re far from a mission
you´re nothing more to me than another insition
of the virus, reacted like I thought you would it´s horrible
and you mixed it, its dmp for "death made possible"!
Boom!
Don´t get it confused, you may know Thato but you know f***-all about The DarkBlood. Desist! Its only for the best interest of your health.
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Sup Boyz,
you both dissappointing me here...both verses are weak...you lack puches
all in all, Blood took this by a nail biter....
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Alright f*** it, no need to wait for briCk to activate
f*** you up so hard you´ll never again have to masterbate
I wasn´t too focused when I wrote the first shit
but now I think you´ll desintergrate from the corrosive words I spit
getting blurry eyed staring too long at the light
which you´ll be facing after reading this attack tonight
if ever you have a marriage I´m certain you´d be a bride
the only reason you see two of me is because you´re COCK-eyed
or because you´re siitting dizzy somewhere because you´re dizzy as f***
Kenny resurrects whenever he dies so give it up
you´re not a shit starter, you´re a starter in a shittty three course meal
an immiture death like the meat substance veel
if you had any idea what a thought process was
you´d have thought twice posting a six bar bust
man I don´t know any more about your mentality dude
oh! And I got a message from DarkBlood, he says "f*** YOU!"
Boom!
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ay stretch, how ´bout this:
i´ll battle Blood and Thato, take you niggas in tandem/
his random flow´s got me thinkin i should have banned him/
abandon Blood, Thato and whoever else is with ´em/
he´s right, he´s not predictable- i just don´t get him/
sour cos he rhymed stitches and bitches together/
however, claimin that he didn´t... nigga watever!/
but enuff petty shit, lemme spit the verse now/
twist this boy´s mind like niggas runnin through turnstiles/
i am the one, you´re just a padawan/
while you´re panickin like anakin i get my hustle on/
i´m your obi wan, son- the master. the truth/
is that without me, you´re a [light] saber without luke/
saber without tooth, or sheath with no knife/
you´re dark, Blood cos my shadow is your light/
you couldn´t see me if you looked in my pupils/
you´re softer than some water and some two minute noodles/
i´ll f*** with Blood, battle ´til he bleeds to death/
lop your head off like highlander: you´ll breath through your neck/
face it: the smartest thing about you is your mouth/
i rock on 10 bars of what hip hop is about!
nigga WHAT? shuffle outta smuts and come battle this! and stretch, its good, nó?
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WE need better punches than that.
come on BLOOD i´ve heard n read better than that
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Alright alright, this battle´s near the finishing touches
like Jimmy from South Park you´ll be leaving in crouches
I don´t know what I´ve got to do to get this shit annointed
it seems every verse I release someone get´s dissapointed
I geuss you and these spectators will share something in Common
with Canibus you´ll be high and try get mathematically aware in diss-honour
I don´t know what you wanted from me Rocks but your style´s too Alternative
its far from Hard like Marylon Manson its somewhere near absurdative
Its not a Slipknot to hang me its more an Alien Ant Farm
The Smooth Criminal Re-Animated Linkin Park disarm
´cause I´m "crawling in your skin" and your "wounds won´t heal"
even if you were innocent you´d get no form of appeal
in court-in-case your wondering child pay attention
I´m a triple K motherf***er, you´re a nigga so I´m lenching
benching and pressing words that hydrolics couldn´t lift
you were too high last night motherf***er you over-spliffed
be careful of the pain the Blood Virus will inflict
my actions are punishable under criminal procedure they´re form of delict
now you´re sitting getting intimidated trying to think of a reply
"close your eyes motherf***er why the f*** won´t you die"
you´re like a swine that believes its some sort of babe
the only purpose for you is to be on a dinner plate
get devoured by the Blood who´ll never think about wiping his mouth
after that and thirty seconds know I´m shitting you out
even in my system you have no f***ing purpose
no nutrition or ammunition you only humour me like a circuis
so what else is there for me to say in this battling shit
´cause if these weren´t punchlines I don´t know what the f*** it is
nor do I give a f*** it seems I can´t impress anymore
that´s it I´m done and I´m out the door!
Boom!
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i´ve got exams to write so this is my last verse:
i´m not alterative, i cruise through rhythm and blues/
peruse the use of hip hop as one of my tools/
no pity for fools that shoot at my crown/
son, you thought you had this battle but i´m bringin it now!/
you´re derelict, g. you´ll never second guess me/
cos my flow´s remarcable: it ressurects me/
i might fly high but my blows are so low/
that your left testicle will be kickin it solo/
you´re a virus? no you´re just an iris/
cos i see through you. nigga get some papyrus/
and note that i can smoke you like a packet of camel/
flaring like flanel. you don´t deserve to walk in my shadow/
i´m slinging the arrows you´re catching in your flesh and it´s hurting/
but the show´s only begun, i haven´t opened the curtain/
for certain i am the meanest rapper rockin this forum/
so you´d better bow down and treat me ample decorum/
i´m coming with sluggage, you´re bringing it with lyrical luggage/
you couldn´t shit on me if you were above me eating your roughage/
son you fluffed it. you should never have battled the one/
now its like beyonce` and mark nelson: its all said and done!/
anyone wanna vote on this? i think thats about it.
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okay okay...so your verses improved...and now I can certainly say Darkblood took this....sorry Tk, but he took it with better punches
Some comments on your verses:
You need to stop bragging about yourselves and throw more punches, and ´witty´ punches, creative shit, not some played shit....feel me?
You both have potential and Dark´s last verse was good though he fell of near the end, running out lines...
anyway this one goes to Blood....
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