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THE TAKE OVER

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KILLASLEEPS:
HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA I AINT A FUCKEN INTERNET GEEK HOMIE I HAVE SHIT TO DO..BESIDES SPIT SHIT ON HERE...BUT HERE YOU GO...AND BLACK SMOKE STOP RIDING DICK YOU FUCKEN CHEERLEADER SIT ON THE SIDE LINE...


DYNAMIC HAS NO SKILL IN THIS'
SO START FILLIN IT AS IM KILLIN IT'
WITH A FILAMENT OF THAT BRILIANT SYNATX'
SO DILIGENT SPIT RAPS'
SPIN BACK AND IM REVEALIN IT CLICK CLACK'
SKWEEZ AND SMOKE BLACK SMOKE'
WITH EASE I LOC AND CUT THROAGHT'
OGEEZ NO NOT TO PROVOKE SICK FOLK'
ENUFF WITH THIS SYMP HOE BACK TO DYNAMIC'
CLAIMEN HE GOT STATIC NEVER EVEN HELD A FO 5 MATIC'
20 ROUND CLIP EXTENDO MAKE YOU PANIC'
SO WHY YOU MENTION GERNADES'
I'LL SWING RAZOR BLADES FADE YOUR FACE'
EVADE YOUR FATE BEFORE I LACE YOUR SPACE'
WITH AKAYS TO ERASE YOUR DAYS'....
QUICK BUT IM ON THE MOVE...PEACE...BE BACK FOR ANY RESPONCE..

Dynamic:
Act like u kno Killasleeps still frontin'


When i Rock a booth,My Flow is Exostion proof
im Off the Loop, Leave u Stomped an' Bruised
Copp A Deuce, Drop an get ur thoughts removed,
Walk to Doom and you gunna Gets my Target Blew
Chalk is Drew, Leave u in a Box or Tomb
The Cops in blue, gon' hafta Crop the Clues
im Not the Foo' Cause I Always Plot my Moves
got Glocks to shoot, Crush u like Rockets do,
Giit ur Top Removed,Bring u down like a Popped Balloon
Im the Boss of u, Aint gotta stop, cause im Clockin U,
Front an giits Robbed fo' Loot, giits ur Watch removed,
'Swrong wit You
U thought id Lose? But im on the Block, wit Rocks to move
The Nigga tha' God Refused,but Still Part the Sea like im Water Proof
I Flow like Tsunami's Do, Leavin Niggas in Plastic Body Suits
So U Faught to Lose,u be Rhymin lines like you Doctor Sueze
Ur Loss is Proved, so watch who u talkin to,U as Soft as RULE.
ur Content is Garbage too, Its all as Awful as Rotten Food
U aint a boss in the mob, Gangsta or even from Compton, True
So who the fuck u talkin to? U a Broke Nigga Suckin Cock fo' Food
Plus u aint Gots the Loot, so u cant even Copp a Prostitute
Dont Dodge the Truth,Cause The Only bitch touchin ur Cock is You (BITCH NICCA)

Fuck wit my life and it'll Cost yuh Two, End it all in a single Methodic Move
Sonic Boom,Launch a nuke, an Watch from a far as u combust into Toxic Fumes



BITCH NIGGAS GET BACK
Killasleeps? the fuck out' here, U sound like a mufukin Clown >:(

What Up BlackSmoke



DYNAMIC
WEST COAST

Aint NOBODY gon' fuck 'round.

Teddy Roosevelt:
Why the fuck are you guyz taking these battles so personally? Just leave all your comments in the actual freestyle.
BTW Dynamic killed Killasleeps on this one no doubt.

P.S. Killasleep holla at me some time so we can battle.

KILLASLEEPS:
RELAX KID YOUR ST8 RETARDED'
WATER PROOF BUT NOT FLAME RETARDENT'
I FLAME AT TARGETS ILL MARKSMAN'
RIP HEARTS AND SPIT SPARKS WHEN'
I GET LIFT WITH SWIFT SCRIPTS'
AND FLIP BRICKS WITH SPIFF KICKS'
YOU GET LIFT FROM FIF LEAD' DICK HEAD'
YOU BITCH BREAD' AND I DONT BATTLE WHITE BOYS SO SPLIT TED'
BACK TO DYNAMIC' IM A RIDE ADDIC'
THIS KILLA SHIT IS REAL YOU CAN DIE AT IT'
SO COME CORRECT OR GET CORRECTED'
LEAVE YOUR SPOT INFECTED' SLIP YOU NECKLACE'
LEAVE YOU BREATHLESS' STUN YOUR DENTIST'
VENT YOUR CHEST WITH THE SICKLE I REP WITH'
KIDDO THIS RESTLESS APROACH TO DEAD YOUR FOLKS IS NO JOKE'
I HOLD TOAST AND SOLD DOPE TO OLD LOC'S'
YOU RIDE WITH SCHOOL BOYS AND BITCHES'
YOUR RULE LINE WAS VISIOUS' COOL RYM BUT WITNESS'
YOUR DUE TIME IS IN THIS' I SEE YOU BLIND WITH STICHES'
RIPPED FROM MY SCRIPTURES' AND A STILL FREE TYPE ON THESE BITCHES'
WITCH IS THIS THUG SOUND'WHAT NOW LEAVE THIS PUNK DROWNED'
I'LL SMASH TO YOUR HOOD AND TELL YOU TO GET THE FUCK OUT'
GUNS OUT QUICK SPIT NEXT SCRIT I'LL DUMB OUT!!!!

FAG ASS BITCH GET ALL BRAVE ON THE NET LIKE YOU GEE YOU PUSSY BOY!
 

Dynamic:
I Killed u before,and now im gunna hafta Punish ur Ghost
U mus' be a weak Comedian cus all of ur Punches are Jokes
An u Frontin wit ur Rhymes like they Somethin u Wrote
Bittin'an Regergitatin Content's gotta be Stuntin' ur Growth
Rip u open and show u bit shit When i leave ur Stomach exposed
Got this Under control, forget battlin me Jus Study and Quote
u shoulda Stuck to tryin to Butter Bitches up wit Love in a Poem
Killasleeps Gettin Blazed by the Streets like hes Somethin to Smoke
Throw away all ur Rhymes cause they as Fresh as Fungus an' Mold
Only way ud bust it an' Blow all alone is if u were Suckin ur Own
Im Young an ur Old, and u be blinded by my Shine as the Sun to a Mole
I Gave 'way some Rhymes in England, and Made some of London Explode (Think)
Compairin You to me, is like compairin Jewelry, ur Rust and im Gold
Besides, You Couldnt Fuck wit my Flow even if it was Stuck in ur Hoe (FUCK)
Im Pumpin Buddens an Bone while u public joke, cause u Bumpin ur Own (GEEA)
Niggas that Huntin u Know my Rhymes give them my Instructions in Code
an' as u Touchin the Ropes Ima be Commin in Gunnin it whole Fuh the K.O.
Cause u was jus Bluffin befo' ill be Crushin ur Dome Infront of ya Hoe,
An' at the end 'Leave u wit Somethin i Wrote that be Hung on ur Toe

Fuck Out' here Wit yo cheap ass Shit' Ur Rhymes is Busted bitches like u jus a Dime a Dozen. An all u oth' Trick ass bitches kno u aint nothin' so quit frontin'



DYNAMIC

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