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Im Callin out I-Bo
Maestro Minded:
fuuc it... im writing a rhyme here at school....
chekking in...
Maestro Minded:
dont even know why im challenged by thiz nigga named Jae Won//
my lyrical fist knoccs you down with the size of "Big Pun"//
like i said://
5 miles away, but that nigga still wanna run//
I spit my own black fire, but you imitating ruff ryders Young Wun//
dont expect your flow to be secured, cuz of your membership in "Kings"//
I-BO got the eyez locked on ya, flying like a hawk with my mighty wings//
my metaphors makes you as short as Bilbo in "Lord Of The Rings"//
fool, dont act like OG when your voice is like "Prince"//
I-BO beez tha faggot-killah//
i cut your head off and place it on a casket//
making a turnover, when i play your azz like basket//
ya dont fit in tha "kings", maby maxi padz is having you as a mascot//
you aint no nigga, you'z a female, you'z a bitch, you'z a hoe//
just like that nasty ugly pornstar: Marilyn Monroe//
i pay the po-po 50 bucks to send ya azz to death row//
I beez tha top dogg is this kuruption, i bet ya didnt know//
it aint my fault Kings never warned you 'bout facing I-BO//
meaningless throwing my rhyme when yours is waay below//
when was the last time you've seen a flow as good as mine//
that shit is hard to find//
so you betta rewind//
and go back to the introduction//
when i spit my first rhyme, Jae Won got malfunction//
i ate your flow like chips, combined with a little dip//
i could beat down your phat azz, even if were crip/
im ready to kill niggaz from january to december//
called the "reversed robin hood", i steal flow from them wacks, and lock them on a chamber//
spitting FIRE and you get burned out, like an ember//
facing I-BO aint healthy.. punk, you betta remember//
now ive done with this lyrical shit, ive made my spit//
lesson one is over now, fool, class dismiss//
Ro J. Simpson:
ayo who the fuck wanna be a emcee?
im flippin it down to 4 bars 'n' ive still won by 3/
if you, cant maintain then the dissin i bring
lock you down with chains, wit da pinky rings
if i, gotta rip things, i pump 2 in yo brain
please explain, nigga i be off the chain/
its like that, now its like this/
quick to spin round a throw out a second diss/
its plain to see..that your my destiny/
so let it be dont revolt against my weaponary/
its 4 to 1 please homeboy believe me/
ayo, bo dont call me up on the phone/
hollarin my voice is gone, im home, jae i was dead wrong
my advice to you would be to maintain a stable balance/
bring it a lil harder, cos that shit aint up to challenge/
step into my realm, and find the dilly on the deck/
cos this shit is di-respect and lack of intelect/
if ya step then break ya neck cos to rep i will inspect/
yo shit aint up to standards, so chin checks in full effect/
peace
Maestro Minded:
--- Quote ---
ayo who the fuck wanna be a emcee?
im flippin it down to 4 bars 'n' ive still won by 3/
if you, cant maintain then the dissin i bring
lock you down with chains, wit da pinky rings
if i, gotta rip things, i pump 2 in yo brain
please explain, nigga i be off the chain/
its like that, now its like this/
quick to spin round a throw out a second diss/
its plain to see..that your my destiny/
so let it be dont revolt against my weaponary/
its 4 to 1 please homeboy believe me/
ayo, bo dont call me up on the phone/
hollarin my voice is gone, im home, jae i was dead wrong
my advice to you would be to maintain a stable balance/
bring it a lil harder, cos that shit aint up to challenge/
step into my realm, and find the dilly on the deck/
cos this shit is di-respect and lack of intelect/
if ya step then break ya neck cos to rep i will inspect/
yo shit aint up to standards, so chin checks in full effect/
peace
--- End quote ---
what the fuck is that???
u threw your battle... i threw my battle.... time for the votings....
Ro J. Simpson:
wat? your battles are 1 verse each????
1 VERSE?????????
you gotta be kidding me we gotta go at least 3 or 4 verses man..
peace
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