So Much STyle Vs.. Sikotic_Assassin

[So Much Style]

yo lets battle....bdogg
u spit first or i will later today, i just wana get the topic started

[Sikotic™]

Aight I will. I can't right now but I'm just lettin you know I ain't backin down aight.

[So Much Style]

Bdogg i know you aint backin down/
Im just boucin around, redin topics sayin your keystyle king, well im takin the crown/
I cant believe wasnt listed in the top 5/
My lyrics thrive and come live like bats sein the light/
lyrical battle fight, tear u up on thsi rhyme/
and the only reason im not gonna abolish you/
is cause i got respect, i followed you thru/
all 3000 posts and i know your dope/
but im smokin you when i boast like some burnt toast/
flighty? now your makin up your own vocabulary like you was in elementary, think you better than me/
well we shall see in the replies/
and iwant a view thru all eyes, ok guys/
not just itw and maxi tampax/
tellin me to relax, maxi pads, im rippin you like scabs infestin you like crabs/
but back to the point/
bdogg, your getting lost like coins and smoked like a joint

[maxi-padz]

dont mention my name in yo rhymes
i already ripped u once

[Sikotic™]

Man don't come to me with this weak, soft shit//
I came here to spit not complement//
See for you I got all the respect in the world//
But I'mma rip what ever confidence you had til you feel like a girl//
Or make ya hurl//
Cause my rhymes are sick//
Flighty? that's a real word look in your dictionary real quick//
Cause like the vaseline on my dick I'm real slick//
Cause I flip and slip outta the hands of niggas and tricks//
For your health you better understand I'm a killa//
I guess you can say I'm simila to saminila//
Cause I contaminate ya fag ass til it turns ya straight//
Carry out your deceased carcass, dump it in a crate and toss it in the lake//
For Christ sake, what do you expect from a Sikotic murderah//
Got my nose up sayin "I ain't never heard of ya"//
and after this lyrical slaughter you shouldn't wanna fuck with me no more//
By the way, Stop fuckin with Padz like some crack whore//

[So Much Style]

OK! are you all BRAIN WASHED? /
did someone pour acohol on a wash cloth?/
are you all passed out and messed up?/
Maxi FAg you really think i give a fuck/
if i mention your name, here ill do it again!
MAXI MAXI MAXI, i'll rip  you and all your friends/
cause i did it many times before everytime/
everyline of every rhyme, shine enuff to make you go blind!/
your shit is wack and it dont make sence/
My shit comes eemence but no i dont own a bennz/
i just mentioned that in another post, You know/
you and bdogg are gettin burnt like charcol!/
CAuse this is some wack fucked up type mess/
i cant stress, im the best, none the less/
im first 2 none, this battle i won, like the last ton/
just ask all these no talent fools, maxi, itw, and jay ay bee/
i smoked them all easiely dont you see/
no one has beaten me and it will stay that way/
in this keystyle relay, my rhymes display and put you to lay, down in the grave/
with my fake murder lines/
SMS will never die, user name just multipy/
causei was banned but now im back/
Ready to attack and FAG whos talkin crap/
i mean i cant believe this B you thinik maxi dopper than this/
i guess all you got the same bitch characteristics/
But lets be relistic/imma go bilistic/
till  all you muthafuckaz under stand who Writ-this/
Theres dope, like coke my shit is more deadly than Bdogg droppin the soap on the love boat, with tevin camble and the pope!/

[Sikotic™]

The best???//
I must confess you come correct//
But with yourself your obsessed like an overzelous prick//
Cause if you inquire my fire than your a wack liar//
And if your autistic ass can't understand that then you need a translator for hire//
Cause I bring more heat when I speak, then your herpes covered genitals when taking a leak//
You talkin about how Maxi-Padz make no sense//
It ain't his fault you can't comprehend it,your just too dense//
You ain't got no one to your defense cause I got you blocked off like a picket fence//
Your mine//
I'm the inmate your the bitch//
You better suck my dick real quick//
Thenyour asshole get ripped by the CSN cliq//
Cause me and Padz got alot of hate//
And we directing it towards you, so get ready for your fate//
I'm like a hitman for hire, with an hourly rate//
So run and hide//
But no matter how hard you try//
Your gonna die//
Then in hell you'll fry//
Looks like your the one familiar with bitch characteristics//
Fool, I'm sadistic//
Glueingyour eyelids with a glue stick//
So you better watch who your callin a bitch//
Remember those words that just reduced your ass to the value of toilet turds//
Your rhymes are absurd, muthafuckin nerd//
You ain't nuthin but a amateur//

[So Much Style]

I all i have to say/on this paragrah or phase/
is the excalades consisting in your rhymes are str8 played/
what your talking bout you wanna rape me or some shit/
you want dick? im str8, please Beeeewwwweeve it/
i just had to get taht clear and to the subject/
I've ran thru your whole crew, now whats next/
Sms, Yo bdogg you getting chin checked/
And you say your a physocotic murder, well as far as that goes/
How can you, you spendin all day on your Pc wiht 3,000 posts!



Yo, i dont go much time, for this one peace

[Sikotic™]

Excalades? And you say that I made up a phrase//
Your ignorance and stupidity got me amazed//
Just admit it I got you dazed//
Afraid that I got all your credibility erased//
At this pace your face ain't gonna be famous in no haste//
Your straight...you mean straight queer//
Everybody knows it, thats the reason you got banned, no one likes your gay ass here//
I ain't a murderer? just look in this topic, I'm murderin your rhymes//
Shit! Call the coroner, this is a battle homicide//
My tongue is like a nine//
When I spray my ammo your heart stops beatin forever this time//
You ain't just gettin chin checked, your gettin knocked the fuck out and decked//
Nevermind me sayin you come correct, your a fuckin defect//
Your mom went back to the sperm bank sayin her son is a dick and she wants a refunded check//
Now that should keep you contemplating for awhile//
Now you ain't got no more style//

[So Much Style]

Young tongue is like a nine?/nine inches/
but fuck stickin it in bitches you prolly relevin mailitas/
of men, and gentlemen/
Im blasting harder tahn a mack 10, fuck it a mack 11/
im stronger andlast last longer, hand your mom over here so i can fondle her/
naw fuck that, wait a minute rewind/
My rhyme Multiplies every time/
my amount of victories/
I'll see you next WEEK ion unsolved mysteries/
or VHS where have they been/
I'm releasing venum like eminem but all yall kestylers im better than/
yeah i admit your past rhymes were atleast half as good as mine-ummmm/
but year it prolly took you like 5 hours to write em/
cause face is Sikotic/Your brains lost it/I'm not gonna drop it, anyone who  posts 3,000 messages in 2 messages needs to be adopted/
and loved by someone, cause that is just wack/
This battle rap, attacks, leaves you str8 on your back/
in str8 amazement/
my shits blazin/
you wonderin how some caucasion is creation lyrics leavin you facin humiliation!!!!!!


BITCH
peace

[Sikotic™]

Unsolved Mysteries got cancelled like your last Affiliates account//
You got X-d Out, so you went to rant and shout//
Like a pussy ass baby you got your way, kissin the admin's ass no doubt//
God damn man, your rhymes more sour than saurkraute//
They smell like shit too, my bad thats your mom//
I'ma out rhyme your half-ass til the break of dawn//
Causin you so much stress your hair turnin gray//
I got ya workin harder than runnin a 400 meter relay//
And in half the time it took you I already got you humiliated son//
Your takin this whole thing serious, while I'm chillin' havin fun//
Cause when I spit, my lyrics come at ya so hard you get hit//
And when my dick spit, the semen gets ya momma pregnant//
Oh she forgot to tell ya//
Well Narrator I'm ya father//
Now get outta this rap game and return to singing pop like Aaron Carter//
Why do I bother//
With corny muthafuckas like you//
I took ya to school, but your dumb ass had to repeat the course too//
Its like you ain't got a clue//
I'm like a one-man crew, I'm just one person but I do twice the damage as you//
My rhymes so sick, when you repeat them you vomit like you got the flu//
Everything here I said is true//
I get better everytime, while you have limits//
And since you wanna know so bad, I wrote this shit out in 5 minutes//

NEXT TIME COME WITH SOMETHIN HARDER.
Peace til then

[Jay ay Beee]

I heard my mothafuccin name//who's to blame?//
about reply five// fuck it you're gonna get crucified//
keep this shit in here ok// cause you know what happens when you go public with Jay//
and before you say I wasn't invited// I crashed the thread now your indited// charges of breaking the peace// so i grab my piece// and roast you like a kiesh// this shit ain't funny so don't fuccin laugh// you lyin and boastin so your nose is longer than the neck of a giraffe// this is my habitat i thrive// I'm coming live// you getting stung like provoking a beehive// same old shit your lyrics don't hit// and bitches don't jock your shit //right Quik!// slick on my toes swift like McViegh// fuck getting injected today// your getting lyrically corrected this way// mack 10s and knives// taking many lives// you were suspended// but now your lyrical life is ended//

It's all good
Don't take it serious
Safe

[So Much Style]

My brain cavidies are rapitly, phyopathicly/
havin peeps battle me, and get mad at me/

[So Much Style]

damn that was supposed to go in the different forum o welll