Abd. Inf. vs. D-Stress -Music Is Dead -

[D-Stress]

DEDICATED TO "HIP-HOP KILLERS" WITH THEIR WACKNESS!!!

once again i hit up the keystyle
i got my style bitch, aint no FREEstyle
ive been rhymin for a while now
everytime i rap, haters go just "wow"
all i wanted to do is just rock the f´in crowd
i master my flow, letter by letter, line by line,
im an artist baby i live diferent lives
this rap-shit just grew on me
since the 90´s is over, we didnt have any hits
all these new cats,they rap over wack beats
what happend to music, rap reminds me techno
every beat i hear it just makes me think "oh no"
lyrics are on point but the music is gone
thats why i started makin music on my own
cuz i fill what i miss, i dismiss the wackness
its no soul in music and its causing madness
all you hear is hi-hats and snares
i miss the mellow-shit, new music scares me
but who am i compared to the dumb mob?
they never heard music, that makes a mob dumb
lemme tell ya  bwoy, music ah no ting fi ramp wit
tired of hearing same lyrics over same dumb beats
analyze that the music is dead but..
i think of "regulates" and "too hots"
and it makes me shoot new mc´s
with their all "i got that and i got this"
whats wrong with public now?are the all sick?
we gon  hear soon mc´s rap over techno-music
they say hip-hop is dead but they kill it more
bitch about wack rappers but what about you?
its no support in this game, everyone´s their own
thats why we lost greatness, people, they music is gone
money rules, all we gon hear is "fuck you bitch"
talent is nothing because all these fools are rich
killin´rap-game people say hip-hop is dead
but if you look at it, work your head
MUSIC IS DEAD!

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

DEDICATED TO "HIP-HOP KILLERS" WITH THEIR WACKNESS!!!

Since you dedicated this thread to me, I feel obligated to respond, with MY REALNESS...

once again i hit up the keystyle
i got my style bitch, aint no FREEstyle
ive been rhymin for a while now
everytime i rap, haters go just "wow"
all i wanted to do is just rock the f´in crowd
i master my flow, letter by letter, line by line,
im an artist baby i live diferent lives

Once again, it's Abdul-Infinite, I only speak
If I can keep it true, stay real, and come unique
I'm coming live and direct, represent hip-hop's golden age
I live in the mountains of the Himilays, like a wise sage
Come down every couple years, people want to hear
What I have to say....

this rap-shit just grew on me
since the 90´s is over, we didnt have any hits
all these new cats,they rap over wack beats
what happend to music, rap reminds me techno
every beat i hear it just makes me think "oh no"
lyrics are on point but the music is gone
thats why i started makin music on my own
cuz i fill what i miss, i dismiss the wackness
its no soul in music and its causing madness
all you hear is hi-hats and snares
i miss the mellow-shit, new music scares me
but who am i compared to the dumb mob?
they never heard music, that makes a mob dumb
lemme tell ya  bwoy, music ah no ting fi ramp wit
tired of hearing same lyrics over same dumb beats
analyze that the music is dead but..
i think of "regulates" and "too hots"
and it makes me shoot new mc´s
with their all "i got that and i got this"
whats wrong with public now?are the all sick?
we gon  hear soon mc´s rap over techno-music
they say hip-hop is dead but they kill it more
bitch about wack rappers but what about you?
its no support in this game, everyone´s their own
thats why we lost greatness, people, they music is gone
money rules, all we gon hear is "fuck you bitch"
talent is nothing because all these fools are rich
killin´rap-game people say hip-hop is dead
but if you look at it, work your head
MUSIC IS DEAD!

Nevermind..... I saw little Wayne in your signature so I thought you were coming out against the Nas style "hip-hop is dead" advocates.  Then I read the rest of your verse, and I have to give you props and respects.  My only request is to change your signature.   

[D-Stress]

anyone?

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

Yo... I got nothing against you, just that you happen to be online at the same time as me.. so you want to battle over in the battle forum, right now?

[D-Stress]

Once again, it's Abdul-Infinite, I only speak
If I can keep it true, stay real, and come unique
I'm coming live and direct, represent hip-hop's golden age
I live in the mountains of the Himilays, like a wise sage
Come down every couple years, people want to hear
What I have to say....

what´s Up youngsta beggin me to battle
i will rip you in piece, when i begin to battle
im the riddler on the roof, lyrical murders happen
you be the livin proof,
never step to stress or disrespect
cuz i will make you bleed in every aspect
this battle makes no sence, im the king your pawn
you a lil kid to me, you aint even grown
come with verses, lines, you life be on the line
cant write a rhyme, u just keep tryin
nice try youngsta, step to a g
and you you gon be R-I-Ped.

[D-Stress]

you could i can, cause you aint got no plan
glory days?with me on the board yall will have GORY days
like i said our battle makes non sence, since you´re fool
and put politician and truth into one sentence
you never drank a drank, never been drunk like me
every lines you put up is showin ya is a pussay
life like i live, you could never leave
allah forbids drinkin he also forbids havin beefs
so stop battlin on the board, put gun to ya head
and dont stop cursing you mom
i take it serious, every word you say
im not battlin i seekin for beef
bitch it aint no play
no i got the reason to pop my nine
everytime i go to sleep i kiss my gun
now the day´s come, i will find you in the streetz
you, your mom and allah you all be RIP
i got no remorse im killin with my words
my phrases are swords and lines blow up the boards
im the new version of charles fuckin manson
step to a g like me and youll be with tupac in "thugz mansion"

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

what´s Up youngsta beggin me to battle
i will rip you in piece, when i begin to battle
im the riddler on the roof, lyrical murders happen
you be the livin proof,
never step to stress or disrespect
cuz i will make you bleed in every aspect
this battle makes no sence, im the king your pawn
you a lil kid to me, you aint even grown
come with verses, lines, you life be on the line
cant write a rhyme, u just keep tryin
nice try youngsta, step to a g
and you you gon be R-I-Ped.

now you continiue..

I could drop cliche's and reminisce about the battle forum's glory days,
And brag about being an OG, and make metaphors sayin you ain't "seein me"
But that shit would be way played out and overused like your girls pubes
Dude, you lose like a polotician who actually speaks the truth
You stay losin, your wack style I keep abusin,
You winnin is a lie, like everytime a politicians lips are movin
You say wack shit like "riddler on the roof"
that makes me want to start drinking Vadka 100% proof
And I don't even drink because Allah forbids it,
But when I see your lines, this life... I don't want to live it
Then I read where you said, your a "king and I'm a pawn"
I wanted to put a gun to my head, and curse my own mom...
For having to be born into this life of monotony,
shit is so tedious man, please learn a little fuckin creativity
My life is on the line?  Even with twin minds you couldn't match wits with me,
Yet your telling me wack shit like my life on the line, shit let me just end it
..so I never have to listen to another one of your rhymes kid!

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

you could i can, cause you aint got no plan
glory days?with me on the board yall will have GORY days
like i said our battle makes non sence, since you´re fool
and put politician and truth into one sentence
you never drank a drank, never been drunk like me
every lines you put up is showin ya is a pussay
life like i live, you could never leave
allah forbids drinkin he also forbids havin beefs
so stop battlin on the board, put gun to ya head
and dont stop cursing you mom
i take it serious, every word you say
im not battlin i seekin for beef
bitch it aint no play
no i got the reason to pop my nine
everytime i go to sleep i kiss my gun
now the day´s come, i will find you in the streetz
you, your mom and allah you all be RIP
i got no remorse im killin with my words
my phrases are swords and lines blow up the boards
im the new version of charles fuckin manson
step to a g like me and youll be with tupac in "thugz mansion"

...Yes, I guess glory does rhyme with "gory", wow...
Dude, you got me, I guess I should just give up now....
But before I go, let me just rain on you with the water
of Allah's wisdom, so maybe I can teach the seeds to grow,
Drinking poisonous alcohol doesn't make you a man
To be a real man you must learn mastery of what's within
You must slay the beast within, maybe then you can win
The angels saved me and returned me to the purity of a baby
Around the year two thousand, when Allah's blessings came down and
I visioned my whole life from beggining to end,
Blessed by angels but still that's just where the struggle begins
Alcohol, yes, Allah has forbidden, But slayin fake emcee's 
so truth can reign supreme is never condemned in my religion

[D-Stress]

you could i can, cause you aint got no plan
glory days?with me on the board yall will have GORY days
like i said our battle makes non sence, since you´re fool
and put politician and truth into one sentence
you never drank a drank, never been drunk like me
every lines you put up is showin ya is a pussay
life like i live, you could never leave
allah forbids drinkin he also forbids havin beefs
so stop battlin on the board, put gun to ya head
and dont stop cursing you mom
i take it serious, every word you say
im not battlin i seekin for beef
bitch it aint no play
no i got the reason to pop my nine
everytime i go to sleep i kiss my gun
now the day´s come, i will find you in the streetz
you, your mom and allah you all be RIP
i got no remorse im killin with my words
my phrases are swords and lines blow up the boards
im the new version of charles fuckin manson
step to a g like me and youll be with tupac in "thugz mansion"

...Yes, I guess glory does rhyme with "gory", wow...
Dude, you got me, I guess I should just give up now....
But before I go, let me just rain on you with the water
of Allah's wisdom, so maybe I can teach the seeds to grow,
Drinking poisonous alcohol doesn't make you a man
To be a real man you must learn mastery of what's within
You must slay the beast within, maybe then you can win
The angels saved me and returned me to the purity of a baby
Around the year two thousand, when Allah's blessings came down and
I visioned my whole life from beggining to end,
Blessed by angels but still that's just where the struggle begins
Alcohol, yes, Allah has forbidden, But slayin fake emcee's 
so truth can reign supreme is never condemned in my religion

allah has this allah has that
you can´t even go simple as that
its a battle board, not praise the god hour
but i agree with you god has the power
you want to be an mc or a religious preacher?
who you gon run to when my flow hits ya?
fuck the battle, im paintin pictures with my words
you already got nightmares but expect the worst
i dont give a fuck whos voting for me
im writin lyrics for me, yall are meaningless like a tree
i spit some life game in my lyrics
i went thru hell and i want to tell in my lyrics
its not about "i battle him, i won"
im bout life and whats goin on
lotta deep shit runs thru my mind
fuck what cha like, ima make mine
whatever, im wack or dope
i still want to show the world
i never give up my hope

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

allah has this allah has that
you can´t even go simple as that
its a battle board, not praise the god hour
but i agree with you god has the power
you want to be an mc or a religious preacher?
who you gon run to when my flow hits ya?
fuck the battle, im paintin pictures with my words
you already got nightmares but expect the worst
i dont give a fuck whos voting for me
im writin lyrics for me, yall are meaningless like a tree
i spit some life game in my lyrics
i went thru hell and i want to tell in my lyrics
its not about "i battle him, i won"
im bout life and whats goin on
lotta deep shit runs thru my mind
fuck what cha like, ima make mine
whatever, im wack or dope
i still want to show the world
i never give up my hope

I ain't preachin.. I'm kickin that shit you need to learn though,
It's that ether, that shit that makes your soul burn slow (Nas)
Yo, I feel no emotions, I flow one with the rhythm of oceans
I live in earnest, feel no pain, the Earth's knowledge contained
Inside the confines of my own brain, pass it through the eye of a needle
I see lifetimes go by, I spit from truth and essence, you speak from ego,
So here we go here we go, you preach a message of hope like Obama
But your fake-bitch like Hillary, while I'm as real as a 2pac verse in "Dear Mama"
With the strength to remove the beast from Afgan, Somalia, and Iraq
My love for hip-hop is like Elijah Muhammad's love for anything black
From America to the black stone of Mekkah, I make the whole world feel me
Your rhymes are straight up lies like claiming IMF funds give assistance to needy
Whole world stays poor, rich get richer, but through my soul I hold balance
And maintain my reign as the foulest, stinkiest, grimiest netcee on the dubcc
You ever seeing me, was a falacy like 7 day theory of Pac comin back in 2003

[D-Stress]

I ain't preachin.. I'm kickin that shit you need to learn though,
It's that ether, that shit that makes your soul burn slow (Nas)
Yo, I feel no emotions, I flow one with the rhythm of oceans
I live in earnest, feel no pain, the Earth's knowledge contained
Inside the confines of my own brain, pass it through the eye of a needle
I see lifetimes go by, I spit from truth and essence, you speak from ego,
So here we go here we go, you preach a message of hope like Obama
But your fake-bitch like Hillary, while I'm as real as a 2pac verse in "Dear Mama"
With the strength to remove the beast from Afgan, Somalia, and Iraq
My love for hip-hop is like Elijah Muhammad's love for anything black
From America to the black stone of Mekkah, I make the whole world feel me
Your rhymes are straight up lies like claiming IMF funds give assistance to needy
Whole world stays poor, rich get richer, but through my soul I hold balance
And maintain my reign as the foulest, stinkiest, grimiest netcee on the dubcc
You ever seeing me, was a falacy like 7 day theory of Pac comin back in 2003

oh no you´re so cold
you tell lies that never been told
get your head right talkin bout pac
talkin about islam, the bomb is bout to drop
i told ya hip-hop´s not a religion but you´re sick fanatic
you have visions
gettin on nerves like sheriff with black moslem talk
you´se an actor, like wayne with his "Im bloodin" talk
droppin lines that make no sence
how many times you say "2pac" in your verse?
get a chance to shine for a short time
hilary?i dont even put bithes in my rhymes
 i wanna fuck you up you´re racist,
and hip-hop gon label me as a rapist
you make me sick with that middle-east shit
dont mention muslim countries when you spit
its a rap-forum, boy dont get it twisted
where do you get your inspiration from?
al-jazeera-junkie, stop smokin that pot
you´re politically sick and make me wana puke
unedicated bastard, youve never read a book
with that osama-obama shit get lost and get life
stay strapped cause im comin with knife
lyrical assassin, im steady blastin
pray to god you dont die, you might get a blessin
fakers like you are virus to hip-hop
bring racism again and see your blood drop
my lyrics shake you like an earthquake
you´sa loser, give it up, give rap a break
you cant do shit, just spit that wackness
fuck politician bwoy, mi bout fi drop some slackness,  BLAM!!