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·SiNiStEr·:

--- Quote from: Phat Tony on June 21, 2003, 02:17:50 PM ---aiiiight, I cant compete with Sinister/
you need to retire like Ma$e to be a minister/
despite your harsh words, respect to you man/
I seen your awards, man you belong in the Wu Tang Clan/
anyway Im here to hate on these other bitches/
and try and reverse my reputation from rags to riches/
I aint been rappin long but when I get in the zone/
Ill make most of you faggots leave my ass alone/
Apu, im finshed wiv u, I aint gonna waste my time/
Ill beat you, im a beginner and you're in your prime/
My flow is gonna double in quality every day/
so you dont even desrve to battle me. shit, take this fool away.



--- End quote ---

lol thanks fa the love tony..


assassin.. why you usin the same words as reefa was.. its like im seein the same verse..

Disceptive AssAssin:
awww get off it  :)

·SiNiStEr·:
lol aight..


that was fun while it lasted.. anyone else want some?  just drop

Ignyte:
Has anybody every seen an ass-as-sin (ass as Sin)/
Dopeness is infected and redirected into the reject-bin/
May the best verse win? May my next of kin/
Show some chronic smoke from his lungs, Breathe out and toke-in/
Yo I aint joke-in, all of yall left fat tony chokin/
But I still see you's provokin, spittin' and quote'n/
Like your flow wasn't enough to keep this keystyle open/
Vito tha homie spit some hot to def disses/
About some crazy shit like Fat Tony is sleepin with some fishes/
It's like a birthday we eatin' cake and takin pictures/
Go blow out your candles, but why tell us all your wishes?/
And Sinister whats with the play and sony thing, thats almost bitin' my bros battle/
But I'm keepin this clear you better stay strapped to your saddle/
Packin' this battle with dead-ly beef like a rattle-snake is bitin' some cattle/
So go skidaddle, and leave Sinister sleepless in Seattle/

haha, no beef man

Reef:
aight look..

Tony got the rhymes of a part-timer, thinkin you clever cause you call me Indian, fuck naw dog, u jus a whiner/
you can come at me with your one-liners, but i spin rhymes like webs: im one of the most advanced spiders/
one of the designers of keystyle, you jump on sinisters dick it can only mean one thing: you got a dick ridin' file/
i aint dissin sinister cause i respect his view, but phatty is a pedophie like them ministers... bet you wanna fill them shoes/
just go abuse them little kids, you cant stand to lose to me, must be somethin your racist religion forbids/
and Sin, i wasnt spittin anythin' major against this newbie/
didnt wanna make the kid feel stupid, shit he could get killed by any wack emcees debris/
people.. you gotta agree shit ima burn this cat.. to the nearest 100th degree!/
fuck it.. I aint droppin shit on your no-more, decided.. i aint got time to fuck wit no whore/
so in the words of Em.. im Outy.... but this cat is gonna be lost without me/

Respect yo opinion Sinsiter.. aint guna diss u for it.. I aint a battler anyways.. Jus felt like droppin a key and this cat came back like i was gettin at him or somethin.. I aint on ya nutz either... I dont see the point in beef no more.. its all jus rhymin 2 me.!

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