West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: So Much Style on May 23, 2001, 09:17:15 AM
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lets get a big battle 1 on many......one of u first
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Oh who's this?
You din't expect to see me thru the mist
cuz when I step into your midst
please believe I'ma stay down for the twist
So Much Style this is the Jay ay Bee
Mr Got my 5th star jacked from me
into your deck this is a chincheck
I already rule the main forum so this is next
So where's the Style that you boast about?
Don't be in denial I got the most about
Here
Oh dear
Yeah I'm bigger than all of you in here
Drop a rhyme dissappear then reappear in time
to see your shitty reply
this is no longer a battle
cause you just died
Top that motherfuccer!
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jay u wanan be a rapper what/
i come with a lyrical uppercut like i was kurupt/
to hit you in the chin/
i defend and mind my way to the end/
cause fuckin god damnit/
imma battle this whole board, defeat than slam it/
im young and dope like that homeboy tanjint/
but i still smoke every one in here/
rapper? please you need to chooose a new career/
im sportin so much style gear, i remember yesteryear/
everyone running over me, now its time to clear/
the smoke/
and let everyone know/
i come lyricaly clipped/
aquited and chipped u dissapear like lunar eclipse/
cryin like a little bitch/
from this mental dismembering/
disevering forever be, me/
yeah im guilty/
lyrical murderer, muthaafucak im FILTHHHTHYY!/
i rape your keystyle lyrics and take your the board/
steal your pen and pad and rip out your vocal cord/
take away your brain and all remembering of rap/
time to adapt, imma make u collapse for takin trash/
yeah thats u jay a bee/
from the uk eulogy/
u just a wanna b/
narrator, imma come back a tid bit later/
so now i kick you out like i was a moderator
HAAAAAAAA
1 down
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Yeah you took Round One! But a boxer don't win the first round on points and then win the whole match - 11 rounds to go mothafucca!
ROUND 2
I'm back with a vengeance carry on spitting nonsense/
I'll spit real/
take it to the hospital to get healed/
physically/
but from this u'll br hurting mentally/
I ain't gonna play on your age/
cause it's just a number u can still be a sage/
but when I pull out the lyrical gage/
your cockiness will fade/
so get going to the psychiatrist/
and stop trying this/
game cause you're tame and fame is an impossible dream/
for an untalented mortal so don't test this machine/
and also be independent not dependent/
on a bitch it ain't cool fool/
you got a lot to say so don't play/
with his nuts and follow him/
you know who I'm talking about and this ain't a sin/
to cuss in here but once you take it to the mainline/
you'll be seeing much less forum time/
actually none/
this rhyme shone/
and don't look any closer don't investigate/
cause the important people in here are waiting to violate/
you and your partner any chance they get/
I was informed that so watch you and your set/
and remember don't get crazy/
cause it's all gravy/
your turn
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I bang you like you was a skin head/I'd even shoot you if you been dead/Don’t step if you’re a pin head/Ya betta’ listen to what NIK said/Or I’ll burn you down instead/Ya don’t wanna end up a gimp in bed/Talk shit amd you will win led/Or get shot with my Mack 10/Drive By with my Black Benz/And Jam on ya’ll like the Pac 10/And beat ya to all the way back then/I kill fag men/A bad friend/Amazing/‘Brow raising/Blazing/Racing/Neva Chasing/Neva pacing/I stay lacing/Beats/Can’t get beat/Never been defeate/Alwayz blazin like weed/Indeed/No greed/Fuck good deeds/I move ya with my mind like tella conices/Eat Narrator like Reaces Peaces/And Peaches/Hang you on the wall like Jesus/And murda ya whole family, includin ya neices/Use you like leases/Get in ya skin like leaches/Unreal/Real deal/Neva squeal/First meal/Ya betta’ feel/Or get peeled/Killed/Filled/With led/In ya head/Love watchin blood shed/But the colors red/So I dip you in Ice water till ya turn blue/Somethin new/For all of you/Read it through/Or I’ll demolish ya nutz like Mountain Dew/And Squeeze ‘em so hard, make ya scream hoodie hoo/And sell ‘em for CREAM like The Wu/“A muthafucka sayin bye 2 you
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Whats this recycling rhymes like old coke cans/
you aint got fans, no girls, just porno and sticky hands/
neither of you are players/
but 1 is a fag/
jay ay bee can kiss big white ass/
and nik imm cool with you but im throwin you out like trash/
on the high way out of my 99 jag'/
you both get tied up and bagged/
im elaborate, im the man/
imma battle both of you at once and imma beat you twice jay/
can u relate/today/or is it everyday your gay/
cause i come with lyrical knifes stabbin your wifes/
Jesus christ/
this is too easy no problem/
2 challengers i stomp em/'
And i know both of you are coming from/
im doper/the dopest on this forum, the thread/
equali leves you dead foool you heard what i said/
i said im greater than an yourself/
i gots the weath im bad foryour health/
might give you a heatatack like whity ford/
ohh lord! i run you both over with a 4 by 4 just to tear out your vocal cords/
causin lyrical check mates/
but this aint checkers so dont speculate//
im emaculat, or i emaculate, make your own fans hate/
this is round 2, both of you know match/
so give me another ass to blast you 2 got passed im out!
HAAAAAAAA unstoppable
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Aint recyclin, just trying to get people to read it/
Like Michael Jackson, take ya dick and "beat it"/
Cuz thats the only thing you beatin today/
So go wash the cum off ya face, with Olay/
While I stomp on ya, like a parade/
And (Wesly) Snipe ya ass like "Blade"/
You dont Narrorate/
More like Playa Hate/
And you get ugly ass hoes, while I get Playmates/
Lets play rate/
You rate his rhyme, and then rate mine/
You might like his and ya might hate mine/
No lyin/
Tell us what yall think of my lines/
It might be whack and it might not rhyme/
But I dont give a fuck, I do it for myself/
And like Crack cocaine, my rhymes bad for ya health/...
Damn, I gotta go, my cuz is callin me (This was a rushed rhyme)....Peace
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Nik you the only one on this board with a spec of skill
Maxi comes wack Always like the ultra pack/
And jay ay bee mess with me get rhymin desease Ya need to leave/
And dreSnoop Your wack thats the truth, ARe u a girl, i swear i smell a cooch/
DAMNIT we have like no good keystyleers up in here anymore....shit we need to recrute us some talent or something, yall are wack except like Mdogg sometimes, rhyme dropper, me and nik
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Remember Ice Cube's 'No Vaseline'?
"You better get going quick,
and Eazy E's dicks smells like MC Ren's shit"
Replace Eazy E with So Much Style and MC Ren with Now I Know
There you have it
Yeah both of you can write loads of words down and make it complicated - but realistically - could u freestyle it - No.
All my Keystyles are based on recorded freestyles - more skill in that
BTW - just because a rhyme is more complicated doesn't make it better - both of your rhyme structures are shit and a lot of the time what you are saying doesn't make sense.
PS. NIK - have you got a black benz? And So Much Style have you got a '99 Jag? - Nope
Safe
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hey jay ay bee? have u got a dick? NOOOOOO
FAG my lyrics will blow u out of the water anyday! and u dont think i cant freestyle them! AHHAHA i will rip u up in audio tooo FAG
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hey jay ay bee? have u got a dick? NOOOOOO
Hahahhahahhhahahahha, that made me laugh really hard...And YES, my dad has a black Benz...
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Do u know why you laughed so hard?
Because you are both amazingly immature little kids behind a computer screen!
So that was a no - you don't have a black benz.
So Much Style I could rip you into pieces face to face - but lets not speculate cause it will never happen.
Safe
;)
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Jay u faggot....in a audio battle u would just hear a bunch of choking on dicks and the sound of your mom screaming while i heardy our gay ass accent....fag stay out of my posts u GAY SHIT....DAMNIT
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o yeah dont weenk at me FUckin homo
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I laughed because you were concered about us not having the cars that we say claimed to have, but you dont have the dick that you claimed to have...So now you have something else to be concerned bout...You gay ass bitch, stop winking at us, we aren't like that...
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u say im mad wack/
caus to u ima threat/
steal yo bitch yo car n leave u in debt/
how can u put me in tha same calss as jay/
dat cat fa realz is gay/
im asken him to step up into da frey/
ill make him my next victim/
ima hack u with an ice pick/
caus u 2 me iz shit/
u take shit n turn it into net beef/
when we stopped battlen to u it was a releif/
u called me out/
but when i verbally ripped u/
u got da picture/
i win it says it hea in da lyrical scripture/
u da 1 fucken up da forum/
talken shyt on every post/
u cocky son but im az cold as frost/
nig ur lost/
i beat u in our thread/
u started light years in front of me but i left u for dead/
hell yea im evil/
n krazy like evil kanevil/
u better beleive/
coz u dont perceive/
u say u win/
when u really lose/
i aint gonna go to da general forum/
i already know who won/
iz jus obvious/
u couldn compare/
i gave u a scare/
my eyes lit up like a flare/
then i got as strong as a bear/
n ripped ur head off ur shoulders/
laughed at ur blood stain/
then it starts to rain/
wash away any trace/
maybe when u 15 u will make it first base/
turn around ima gonna slap the taste outta ya mouth/
make u froth/
then clean up ur blood from the floor with a cloth/
nig u know i beat u in the battle
i didn need help
n dont talk shyt about me in yo threads
ever again
bitch made mafukka arent u on da net
yea nig FUKK U 2
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hey jay ay bee? have u got a dick? NOOOOOO
I agree with jay ay bee, that was something my fourteen year old brother would say. And NIK found it funny, dang, his dick must be right up your ass, and to think I once respected you. Oh, and as for the best rhymers on the board, u and NIk aren't up there, as for mdogg, that mexican g gets my vote any day
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Maxi Padz - learn to spell and then I MIGHT battle you.
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Jay Ay Beee, learn to rhyme then I might battle you...
Now shut up you're ruining his topic...
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Back to the topic...
I come from a Westcoast Plantation/
Which means ya facin'/
Elimination/
Of ya nation/
Got ya bitch in the bathroom of a gas-satation/
While you sit at home and face masturbation/
Fuck Narroratin'/
I leave u on probation/
Incarsarartion/
My rhymes are hot like satan/
And I aint got to prove it, cuz my time is wastin/
Stop anticipatin/
Cuz I'm Inpatient/
So I'm racin/
But aint chasin/
Cuz I'm way above ya'll/
Rhymes I be lacin/
While you cuttin and pastin/
From ohhla.com/
Blow you out like a hot bomb
And play you like CD-Rom/
And Jay Ay Beee/
The reason I cant see ya, cuz ya to gay to see/
Dont try to play with me/
Cuz you don't know ya A and B's/
Or P's and Q's/
So please excuse/
My emcee tools/
You beatin me is like 2Pac loosin to Ja Rule/
So Dont try to step to me or So Much Style/
Cuz you'll lose, just like a "lost file"/
Peace...That took about 2 mins...hahaha...Jay Ay Bee, you can take 3 hours and wont come close to that...
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jay juz knows id rip
otherwise he'd come back at me
fucken bitch
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JAy u fag....i bet even maxi could rip your WAck stupid Bitch ass
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Unlike your dad... I don't fuck with kids
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U only fuck with grown men u fucking FAG! Eat a dick homo (not mine please i dont like men like u) MAn jay u need to leave thsi board, your gay tendencies are really making me think before i come hear cause i dont wanna walk in on u, richard simmons, engies, and Pee wee herman painting each others toe nails while eating each tohers butts and singing "waake me up beffforre uuuu goooo" FUcking GAy peace of shit
the end. hahahahaha
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I'm secure in my heterosexuality - I don't have to continually cuss gays to prove that I'm a heterosexual
However you seem to have a problem with your sexuality
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there are clearly 2 sides of keystylers now,,,,,the really wack,,,,,and the ones who have potential and respect,,,,,,well respect means potential in a way ;)
but bitches stick together and real people also find themselves together,,,,just like real life,,,,,enough of the talk,lets see if i cant come up with a couple rhymes/
INSTEAD OF YA MIND
U LET M T V AN B E T DECIDE
ON WHOS C D TO BUY
ITS A FACT
RECORD STORE SHELVES R PACKED
WITH UNDERRATED ARTISTS THE MAINSTREAM
HAS JACKED
IF THEY RHYMED FROM THEY OWN MIND
IT B
MO WACK
THAN /CAT
IN THE HAT\
YALLS FAVORITES R CHOSEN
BASED ON VIDEOS
AND HOW GOOD THEY ACT
IM SELF MADE
DONT RAP FOR MY WAGE
FOR FREE I CANT GET CRAP
WITHOUT HUSTLIN
I WOULD HAVE AN EMPTY SACK
NO CARS
TO JACK
AN NO STRIPPERS
TO SMACK
SO PLEEZE BEELEVE THAAAT(about to clown now)
FOR THE ONES WHO THINK THIS A GAME
AND THANK THEY RUNNIN THANGS
he betta lay low
FOR THOSE WHO THINK IM STRANGE
AND B WONDERIN WHAT IM SAYIN
well i dont know
I MAKE FRONT PAGE
CANT B TRACED
BLAZE/ WITH
/12 /GUAGE
so i got to lay low
YALL SO BOLD
BUT LET THE TRUTH GET TOLD
THAT ASS GET ROLLED
LIKE PLAY DOUGH
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Yo RCEE, u got my respect any day but as for these other niggas.....
TALKIN BOUT GAYS
LIKE ITS THE END OF YOUR DAYS
THE DAY OF RECKONING FAST IS BECKONING
AND YOU FOLLOW UR LEADER (marshall mathers)dO WHATEVER HE SAYS
FUCKIN YOUR HOES (overpriced wack whores)
MAKIN MORE FOES THAN JOHN DOE
TELLIN JAY TO GO BLOW
ON A DICK LIKE HE'S A CHICK
BUT IM NOT ALL DOWN WITH JAY
SOMETIMES HE MAKES ME SICK
DONT FUCK WITH MAXI PADZ OR ILL RIP THIS SHIT
I'M AN ANIMAL ILL BITE THRU THIS MUZZLE AND BIT
SILIVA RUNNIN THE MOUTH LIKE ONE OF THEM BITCHES DOWN SOUTH
IN ONE LINE ILL TELL U WHAT THIS SHIT IS ABOUT
NOT BOUT MONEY AND CARS, HOES OR STREET CLOUT
ITS BOUT BROTHERHOOD, WHEN A HOMIE WILL DIE 4 U WITHOUT DOUBT
AND WHEN THAT NIGGA DIES
U POUR OUT A PINT OF WHOLE IRISH STOUT
I'M OUT
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!!Reppin' Tha Big Bad Inland Empire 909 Area!!
You muthafuckas study rhymes/
Braggin' 'bout drivin' Jagz and packin' Nine's/
Talkin' bout Rolex's but can't even tell time/
But tha real gonna recognize/
You tryna be gangsta, but livin' fairy tale lives/
Spittin' nothin but nonsense/
Dismissin' your conciense/
You only act hard when you're infront of an audience/
PICKED UP the attitude when you first heard The Chronic/
But as soon as I pressed "Stop" you bitch niggaz DROPPED IT/
And now you know, when it comes to this gangster life, you're better off changing the topic/
You started off, tryna act hard, battling each other/
You ended up holding hands, straight lookin' like lovers/
I SPEAK THE TRUTH! go ahead - try n stop me/
I see a million muthafuckaz swingin' but can't nobody drop me/
My point is... You can't learn this shit! there aint no Gangster Life Tutors!/
But I can see you now, takin' notes, while I rhyme on this stolen computer
HAHAHAHA.... that's barely the second time I rhymed on this bitch! another Mexican comin' out of Southern California.... what'z crackin'?
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Yo nine-oh-nine
I agree with you about these wannabe gangstaz, thatz why my names ironic. I guess i can't claim gangsta cuz i dont live in a ghetto, but does pimpin at 16 qualify me to be just that bit more gangsta than these fourteen year old bastards waitin on puberty. i thought so. so what r ur quali-fucking-cations then g?
Later
ITW
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Dublin is baad some parts of it
But I'm reppin Westside of Ireland till I die
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When u see me on the streets /
Don't eyecontact me creeps /
To me it's a suicidal sign/
I'd be glad tio help ya out, yous mine/
I grab my nine, blast ya knees of and rip out ya spine/
I start whippin ya back/
Next day, I wont rememba my kill, I's on crack/
It came to you like a surprise/
I victimized, wasn't wearing no disguise/
I wanted you to realize, that ya braggin lies/
led to this/
now I m pissed, ready to diss/
Cut of ya fist/
Slicin ya wrist/
Aint no need to to wear a vest/
to protect my chest/
Even if u tried 20 times, you'd miss/
I sold my soul to tha devil/
And I've reached this new level/
where Im able to kill/
without paying tha bill/
with guilt/
my mike is filled /
ready to blast yo punk ass/