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HBKid_Jr:
ight imma drop first,  i'll drop in a lil while,  first 2 5 wins right. make it 25-35 bars instead

infinite59:
Time for the Dawn, turn the pages to the second to last Surah in the Qur'an/
As I seek refuge with Allah at daybreak, and spit flames aimed directly at Tom/
Gaurd me against those who biuld, create, and attribute to you things manmade/
Gaurd me against the break of the day, Restrain me against those thou lead astray
I prepare for the day of judgement, and send out my prayer for peace/
Ameen.............

continued...

Bismillah Al-Rakman Al-Raheem, Qol Al Oozoo Bilrapal Falaq/
Allah strengthen me, against those who snake me behind my back/
Those whispering words of envy, and throwing obstructions in my path/
Those who practice jealousy, and forget where they are at/

Time for Tom to be put in his place, he wants to make this battle about race/
But truth moves past mere profiling, and after death we see the eyes of the unseen/
The one true God who has knowledge of all things, Allah keep me clean/
Purify my soul, against this man who has made my destruction his only goal/
Allah my only goal is to you, your promise is true, your deen is true/

Allah restrain me from taking this man to Nigeria and enforcing the Shariah/
And stoning him to death, I won't be militant if that is what pleases ya/
He loves me but doesn't like himself enough, I can't figure out what he wants/
He's obliterated himself, self-effaced his own soul, it's hard to show restraint/
I must take him out and seal his fate, he hates me cause I'm everything he ain't/
This kid only stays in one place, I try to move forward, he invades my space/
So Allah please erase this hate in my heart I want to kill him with kindness/
Please guide these wicked mischief makers livin with blinders on their eyelids!!!

HBKid_Jr:
fuck i aint reading your rhyme an it aint worth it//
aint waisting my time 2 read one line an that hurts kid//
cuz i used to consider you a close homie//
but now im bitter, punk wigger can blow me//
this aint no childs game u now my rival//
an exposing you is vital to my survival like a priest needs his bible//
now i aint hatin but imma expose you like a actor wit bad character//
you caucasian that would kill 2 be an african in america//
sayin worshippin christ is damn near homosexual//
you gotta be kidding right,  some intellectual//
it was you tha white osama makin a religion based around 2pac in reality//
an u dissed tha homie trauma but its u that needs to check his sexuality//
but rhymin bout how u gay played out like your anti american judgement an thoughts//
an im lovin it cuz u fuckin wit a ghostface killah like tony starks//
an what im about 2 say will shake tha ground from missouri to tha african safari//
its goin leave infinite well dont like fried calamari an i aint goin say sorry//
atleast i didnt turn my dad into an alacholic//
when times got bad my dad was able to control it//
in 7th grade my family was poor an chistmas missed me//
but i didnt have to turn to whiskey//
blaming others is your motto but atleast i now try to confront my problems//
i didnt have to resort to a 40 oz bottle//
you try to act all pure but ur jus a pompous asshole//
but i kno ur insecure,  a self conscience soul//
i may be a moron an i kno i far from perfect//
but atleast i dont hide behind a quran an worship rappers that glorify murder//
you a joke to tha world of muslims//
sayin white girls r devils an u look up to druggies that be thuggin//
tha shit i drop be tha truest, word is bond//
im almost done jus in time for u to worship your louis farankanh//
now when it comes to multis an ill metaphors//
im guilty,    infinite got tha skill to get better scores//
an believe it or not writing jus shit hurt yo//
but it was infinite that said lets get personal//
an if infinte tries to expose my life in his rhyme//
remember i never held back an laid it all on tha line for yall to look into my eyes an analyze//
so vote for who u feel//
but also take into consideration who dropped tha real


yo infinite,  im sorry it had to come 2 this

Trauma-san:
Tom murdered him.  Anybody that doesn't think so must be blind,... Hold up, just got an email... be right back....





























Oh, that was Muhammad.  he said Tom smashed brian.  Anyways, Tom's was doper we can all see why.  While Brian's better than his orignal record setting wackability, this time he at least had a coherant structure to his ...um... 'flows'.  Tom's was pretty good, hitting brian hard where he needed it, and basically smashing him in all of the areas (well, not all, we'd be here all day) that Brian can be clowned in... it's the equivalent of clowning me about elvis and michael jackson, you know stuff like that.  Brian left himself wide open talking so much about god, but then used to worship Tupac; so I say tom by a mile, everything he said was the best type of diss, personal and the straight up truth.  

Vote = Tom

Kill:
Aight, I ain't into Hall Of Mirrors / Train Of Thought beef about race, religion or whatever, so I'ma try to neutrally judge these verses; Infinite you got a dope and very unique style, only I think your shit wasn't that much of a battle verse; of course you attacked Tom and you might've hit him but Tom did this differently cuz, even though I can only assume what your beef is about, he threw direct punches at you and seemed to hit harder. It might have been kinda simple at times but Tom took this because of his way of dissin IMO

VOTE = WHITE AND PROUD

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