West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: da_notorious_mack on April 14, 2002, 12:27:07 AM
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cmon u make the rules
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Hey Man, Sup g?
I will battle ya, i need a challenge an you seem to be quite a challenge.... :) Unlimited amount of bars...
I spit first... Heres my shit..:
To tha ends of time//
Lookin at me, like i commited a crime//
Always findin words that match an rhyme//
Hellbound to tha tenth degree//
Tha only emcee walkin out alive is me//
Lyrically sniper, all those who keep their distance//
Comin at you with 110% and no resistance//
Explode with venomous rhymes//
Sound better than 4-5 wind chimes//
Ima fuck wid ya head, till your halucinatin//
You pull a gun to ya head//
Spreadin a lyrical disease to give ya'll excuses//
So that when you loose to me, the excuse, you've used it//
Finally comin to an end//
Till tha ends of time//
We battle my friend//
There ya go.... Your turn..!
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Lookee here another nutrider like Amad on Jordan//
This battle's done faster than flash gordon//
Fuck wit my rhymes? hope your fingers rapped in condoms//
*ooooh he bombed em**then he stomped em*//
this kid is so violent *maybe we should ban this*//
*nah hold on i wanna see Crescendo kiss the canvas*//
You cant stand this, ive been accused of leavin "verbal abused"//
thats not all, hes been shattered and bruised//
To beat me, i hope you got a miracle//
mental? physical? hell nah, lyrical//
my rhymes are empirical, in simplest form//
like a fuckin storm my lyrics strike light lightnin//
it must be frightnin, i tried to open up your sight an//
you got two glass eyes no wonder its you who died//
*this is Crescendo reportin on how my casket looks from the inside//
too late i buried him six feet deeper//
this is Notorious A.K.A the Grim Reaper//
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sup, thought i would land here to dust off some cobwebs and see if i still have it. i havent spit anything offline, or online in about 5 or 6 months.......so....here we go....
Looking again to join the battle/
ya'll know where i am from, Seattle/
but im about to get this started off right/
guaranteed to again, become tight, openin up the doors and windows, i brought in the light/
watch out now....im about to flex my might......
here we go...................
Fuck it!!!!!!!!!
My Rhymes are like a Curse/
They will kill you, Put you in Hearse/
You know what that is right?, a vehicle for conveying a coffin to a church, may you rest in peace/
we all know that one hurt/
you on some fake cosmetic Beef/
Oil of Olay, GAY!/
with Pubic Hair Stuck in your teeth/
SirHambone is someone u dont want to meet/
switch up foolz, change your style to RnB and fuck with Tweet/
now wouldnt that be sweet
sup New Peeps ive been around for a min, just to busy to come to the board and spit, but will try to spit more when i can......
Peace...