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Battle Me: BpG Battles All

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ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:


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Once again, at my level I can't be touched
I destroyed "tha7th" and served him for lunch
Theres some leftovers I'll save for brunch


 


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LOL, whateva, I'm just fuckin around.........I aint wastin my best rhymes on u.......Check tha SMS and tha BIGJAKE battles.........those are wat Im really capable of.........

Big BpG:
You rhyme against me your basically spacing
The distance between our levels which is drastically raising
Phasing with phase changes like ice
I can come hardcore, or can come quite nice
Precision precise
decision decise
At my level you best settle for the last place alright
I'm a cannibilistic human
Eating up "Tha7th" like a statistic ruin
Tactical tactics watching over like truman
Losing at all cost
You can be the best you can, but you'll always be lost
Say again, your aint wasting on me
You'd rather spit with Big J-A-K-E but lets see
Your excuse for defeat is not yet excused
You've admitted a lost, but still hold no bruise
Saying you aint wasting is admitting
So like I said before, you best get to quitting
Sitting and thinking of what you could spit
So forget about battling, lay the mic down and quit
List of names that I need to defeat
You were finished before I had your name on my sheet
Sheesh, that was incredible talent
Crossing over my flows like Iverson Allen
Cannonballs spitting from my vocalized cannon
I could never picture you if you were even scanned in
Panting because I've not taken a breath
I've destroyed you three times , You came with no test
Unless nursey rhymes are your only capability
Hook up with Barney and sing in Harmony
Pharmacy is closed, you need your medication
You're rubber I'm glue, ive smashed your whole face in
Stating the truth from coast to coast
I should have never answered back
You're not worth this post.

-Big Bpg

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:
Aiight it's on now...........

Check it..........


U want a battle? then lets....
I'm as harmful as harm gets/
I'm swarming these keystylers like bees when they sense alarmance/
Big bpg alarmed me/
Now I gots 2 destroy thee/

First of all it's ALLEN IVERSON/
Did u try 2 rhyme or slipped and made a mistake wit yur pen/
Doesnt matter, no need 4 correction/
I aint yur teacher, Im yur daddy, tha rap veteran/
Now I gotta confess/ puttin mcs in deppresion is my proffesion/
Son, take notes when im teachin u lessons/
Ok, now I gotta progress/
You stay under me like interns under senators desks/
Im tha best, u just cant see it/
You're a blind mothafucka like Oedipus Rex./

Even if you jock me/
I should clear your pockets cuz usin my style is not free/
Don't flatter me/
Yappin ‘bout rapping similarities/
Cuz I see a disparity/
When comparin our clarities/
You aint a product, you're a parody/
Cant match my vocab or vulgarity/
Shadowed by my popularity/
u can neva beat me/
I know deep down yur scared of me/
Son, I don't blame u, cuz for me a loss is such a rarity..............

Big BpG:
It's good you feel flattered
But I'm to big for you so it don't matter
I'm always above you , that's why you need a ladder
You can eat from your dish, but I'll stay with my platter
Scatter your rhymes in your weak attempt
Not only do you drop bricks, you drop cement
I'm so intent to keep you contained
No contest contested or even sustained
Left Brain is all I need for your competition
I'll make you scream MERCY with no submission
Listen God Damnit before I get you sitting
Dissin against me is always missing
I could wear a bulls eye, you never hittin
So drop your rhymes, you need to get to quittin
If you haven't read above, then make a quick call
The topic of this post reads "BPG Battles ALL"
You're the only one trying to keep me entertained
Go clean your shirt, its full of SPIT stains
Left lane to the right, I'll stay up all night
Just so you could recognize, that you have no fight
Sight, you always off aim
You spit out sparks, I blow up flames
Blame me for the forum heating
But I ended you again with a simple defeating

-Big BpG

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:

WhatevA.........check.......

You beef'n wit me is no worry/
I'll put 4 on your chest like the webber jersey/
leave your face red man you dont wanna get dirty/
I'll swallow you as a whole/
Hit u where u dont expect, then snatch your soul/
Ill turn yur dreams to nightmares/
Yur good days into wakes/
Fuck tha ricter scale, im a walkin earthquake/

1/2 male, 1/2 demon/
Born 2 dis world by a drop of tha devil's Semen/
When I walk in a room/ Glass shaters/
So do battlers/
Muthafuckas start cryin/
Tellin me they 2 young to be dyin/
I guess you could call me a baller/
Stright up shotcaller/
If u think otherwise just holler/
In tha bay Im alwayz poppin my coller/

Now Bigbpg.......Tha only way 2 beat me is if u chop off my tongue/
And dont stop there til u puncture my left lung/
Yur tha pretty lil chimp, Im tha kingkong/
Get dat through yur head punk..........

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