West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Gay-o Felony on July 17, 2002, 06:26:05 AM
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Rules --
No dickridin/crew votes --
First to get 3 straight votes KO --
5 votes wins battle --
Who's up for it! no bar limit... just spit!
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I'm up for it......just set up the thread and I'll respond as soon as I can.
Peace
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Iight dawg... i have set it up in the battle board forum.... waitin for ya to spit.!
Peace - Tha Don
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Alright, I'll go as soon as I can.....I'm kind of busy today, but I'll post as soon as I can.
Peace
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Ah shit I know this ain’t going down. The don you wanna battle me? You? Come on, usually I only battle MC'S with IQ'S higher then 2, but in your case I’ll make an exception. Now listen up.....you can't escape your fate
Check it….
Tha don today you find yourself blessed cuz your bout to be possessed
By an MC who defies the weak everytime he speaks no need to protest
Put my skill to test? Ha you ain’t anywhere near this rebel’s level, I am the best
May I suggest you put your shit packin hobby to rest before you become too stressed
I’m the type to eat at your soul till your depressed, I eradicate your insides with jest
I Digest wannabes blow them to debris till they show respect to a real emcee
As mature as me? Please you spit so much underage shit R. Kelly would even envy
You couldn’t bring heat in the sheets even if you took tips from porno’s elite
The only thing sweet to you is the taste of defeat, your whole damn rhyme was a waste
Of my time and everyone reading this rhyme, remember you can be replaced and easily erased
Time for me to put shit back in perception, ladies and gentlemen I hope you enjoy my deception
You’re hot? Please, I’ll walk into Alaska while you’re freestlyin in hell and still get a warmer reception
Where to begin, the only thing this fag has within is hate for the skin of a real villain
I’m the deadliest lyrical assassin to ever hold a pen, and this kid thinks he can still win?
Shit I invented original sin, I bury fake mercenaries who attempt to rhyme with a dictionary
You’re Catholic? Even if you prayed to Marry you living would still only be temporary
You fat motherfucker you ain’t fit to battle my shit, oh I’m sorry…am I too explicit?
Why would it matter? you’re brain cells have already splattered, you’re flat out illiterate
I’m a troublesome adolescent who’s influence effects only thugs and juvenile delinquents
I don’t give a fuck how many stiles you bit[/b] you still can’t go toe to toe with my wits
Simplicate desecrates all bitches who pursue his riches till they’re annihilated and irate
Son I only translate hate, What you think I was lyin when I said you can’t escape you’re fate?
How to make the final blow, you pick, I’m enthusiastic you wanna see drastic?
My rhymes flip around you like gymnastics, No you contemptible bitch I ain’t being sarcastic
My soul and mind into this rhyme, your Scripps on plastic and guess what, I outclassed it....
Peace
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I wanna battle anyone who wants to battle me dawg, im down with whoever. i always put up a fight.... An about the IQ shit, you should of had more sense than to offend me, coz im layin it down for real dawg...
Check dis..
Your an unwanted smell, not stayin outta my breathin space, long enough to smell ~dinki-donuts~ and enjoy the taste//
Like an executioner, i inflict pain quicker than monsters from ~Tomb Raider 2~// I cause more blood massacres, no nonsense, render your ass useless with high graphical content// Like ~busta move~ i dont hesitate to make you look like a newbie, with such an intense amount of moves// ~conflictin~ with your reaction time, you react slower than a horse with no hooves// Such original style, with vocab, that would took you a while to ~conjer~// Than the time it takes to masterbate with your one inch ~tonjer~// I'll sniper you from distance, with my lyrical assasination// I kill you in an ~instance~// I will cause you to have an electric short ~circuit~// I infict more flow, to overide you with ~resistance~// Like a real life playa, step back, your raps couldnt get any gaya// Unlike me your a wannabe ~gangsta~// Testin peeps who you think you can handle, when they mutate, and unleash their true talent, im a ~prangsta~// Makin people think they have a chance// I bust you quicker than hannibal lectar, unable to eat, coz he aint got no hands// Leave the scene, with your eyes and ur spline// Respect my rhyme, out to annihalate the Simplicate shrine// Lord wont have mercy on your ass, when its my time to shine// This one is mine//
Iight... i cant be bothered! Tha Don
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Votes would now be appreciated.
Peace
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Uppin
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Both of you really started spittin on and on, and it kinda drags on, because there really were no noteworthy punchlines, multis etc
it was really pure lyrical flow, so based on that, i gotta give it to Simplicate, i just thought he came alot doper, he stuck to it and kept doing it
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Back to tha fuckin top................
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ima be 100% honest...
simplicates verse were very very boring.. i mean... you took all those big words that rhymed without even making sense... i only saw like 2-3 good punches through the whole rhyme... you gotta learn how to am your punch... it aint only about words that rhymes...
tha don... that verse was straight horrible.... i dont know if you're a newbie, but it sure looks like a newbie-rhyme.. it was silly.. i mean.. "inflict pain quicker than monsters from tombraider 2" ?? come on....
simplicate takes this by an inch... because he had a higher "lowest point"...
no disrespect yall... i mean.. atleast i voted
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Alright whatever....thanks for voting.
2-0.
More votes please.
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Simplicate got my vote, but was close i think...
peace ya'll
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Simplicate by a inch.. I dont think there is any need for explination
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Alright 4-0....3-0 was a K.O. so I take it this battle is finished. Thanx for the battle don anytime you wanna go again holla.
Peace
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yea.. k... thanx people for the voting.... Peace! Tha Don