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Cloud~9 vs Devious Assailants (Official!!!!)

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da_notorious_mack:
Aigght...Lets Go...

Im the craziest-cracka,ill attack til ya facial-is-splattered
Tech dont try and make this a racial-matter
cus i got-a-hunch-G ,that you long-to-punch-me
but whats a punch when we can bomb-ya-country
when asked-to-fight,we attack-wit-knives,got skill-wit-blades
flatten-tribes,you ran-an-hide,DA been tight since kill-betrayed
us,but that development is irrelevant,compacted sediments
of testaments,that prove he a bitch as i keep tellin em
yall cut off like kills-connection,last kru lacked melanin,yall have a skill-defection
i spit wit ill-perfection,how tech got im cloud 9 im still-guessing
D.A winnin,deese-lose no maestro minded,not countin D-Q'z
cold lyrics freeze-you,yall got a suitable kru name i mean ya so see-through
tech got the picture and jumped-ship,radio station?yeah time i bumped-it
but one problem the host was a punk-bitch,made me wanna dump-clips
fuck it,thats it....


i kept the best bits from the 1st verse and added some more......1[/i]

.:DayGoStyLz:.:
aiight man, this shit gotta get over with. Deadline is Friday the 16th. All verses must be in by Friday at midnight. Each crew must have at LEAST 4 spitters. But if u want more to spit, yur welcome to. Sound good?

Any objections, let em be known within the next 2 days...or the rules are locked. Coo yall? Peacccccce!

King Tech Quadafi:
Im the undisputed champ, yall kids aint even contendors/
Calculate military strategies while the Trojan Horse enters/
When Im battlin, Im spittin Ether multiplied to the 10th power/
Im chewing up Assailants, and spittin out cowards/
Mack, you like Uncle Sam steppin to Korean defences/
You dont wanna test me kid, u know the consequences/
I'll make ya stomach churdle with poison tipped verbals/
Leave ya on a stretcher quiker than Maurince Greene run hurdles/
So deadly the FBI just announced a terror warning/
When I diss em, I shut down their immune system by next morning/
Let me slap ya whole crew for think yall can defeat me/
Youd have better luck gettin Arabs and Jews to sign a peace treaty/
Any time any lil crew wanna test Tech & his desert eagles/
The margin of victory is bigger than NIK's ego/
Mack, Leave you leakin like a punctured water bed mattress/
The hardest actress, pick off ya whole crew for target practice/  
 
 

Maestro Minded:
checkin in

Maestro Minded:
 i dont even know who's in DA.... so ill have like zero personals

* changing back to short bars and coming lyrical on your ass...


~ extractin lungz from ya bodiez, comittin' "manual-crimez" {{
~ gone for weekz, still Maestro spit sick "annual-rhymez" {{
~ cauzin "complex-illusionz" with "intellectual-prospectz" {{
~ yall tryin to solve mysteriez with "ineffectual-aspectz" {{

~ DA, lightweighted like flies, flyin away when Maestro "in-spectz" {{
~ exterminate "in-sects", leavin build'inz-wrecked" when i "in-flectz" {{
~ it've "been-a-while", still my style is "ver-sa-tile" like "eigh-teen-dimensionz" {{
~ "get-tin-attention", when slappin yall fooz & "brea-kin-the-tension" {{

~ who the fuck is yall?, who am i "supposed-to-diss"? {{
~ Maestro inhalez and extractz theese fooz in public, to "expoze-this-piss" {{
~ them shootin "air-ball" even though they're "to-cloze-to-miss" {{
~ battlin with "invisible"-rhymez like if "they-dont-existz" {{

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