Jae Won Vs. CeeRide.

[Ro J. Simpson]

AITE.

4-0 is a k.o
2 rhymes each
if u take more than 3 days to reply i win..(its only like that cos im starting off the thread and im gonna spit first too)..i'll check in, in about an hour..im gonna go watch the end of carlito's way

peace

['Illicit']

aight, u said it homie.  

peace

[Ro J. Simpson]

aite fuck it..my tape player is officially broken and i still havent watched the porno i got from the net..FUCK!.. oh well..

take a not of this shit son..LOLmy shit sticks to wax like facial scrub lotion/
never break my silence when my train of thoughts in motion/
jae won versus ceeride, gon cause a big commotion/
but y'all know im a achiever so beckon my promotion/
i take people out with lyrics like the cleaner/
you was scrubbin toilets i got evidence i seen ya/
i got beef cross-town over the green near medina/
the reason u so weak must be cause you got bahlimiea/
come around, run ye mouth then hang in my basement/
then ill drop it on you like basic information
dont blame my method just another form of elevation
pay my penalty or face life-term incarseration
you wanna roll 1 out? but your mind is just in station/
watch my disses rise like your countries poor inflation/
im uglier than dr jeckel's other half/
do the math, stick to the path
and hope it doesnt vere out like the neck on a giraffe/
my verbal comes censored always hand craft/
sooner or later you'll have to face facts/
longetvity is my equal, i know no other else/
im gon bury you like santa, his mother and the elf's/
but please believe that i concieve to be in the big league/
time is runnin out and your feelin the fatigue/
yeah but also im hesistant and occasionally feel the need/
to put ceeride away and lay him down next to apollo creed/
people feed the speed that my makes my high bleed/
boom selection lyrics faces first down on ye mother/
conference call yeh wack crew and tell each other/
that you just aint holdin me/
lay off or get bust on like a ovary/


BLAOW!

['Illicit']

fuck it ima drop my first verse now

ur style is long-gone, jae-won smokes fake-bongs/
coughs from fake-lungs, wanna be like high-don/
talkin shit on the mic, try to overcome me/
uz just a bitch, get a check-up, dont mess with Cee/
I'll make u bleed, from areas your eyes have never seen/
spit holes in spots the bright sunshine cant reach/
claim u got beef? i gots beef around the whole world/
tough as i twirl my tongue and lick the tits of your girl/
while u be watchin from a web-cam, got u silent like a lamb/
interpol coulnt catch me, I disguise into any man/
play your dad u wouldnt notice, or you mom but dont call me ma'am/
I'll smack the spit outta your mouth, enslave u like the south/
treat u like a dog, get yo ass out the house/
got u upset and leaving like mouse/
no disrespect, but the way u be bitchin he could be your spouse/
im mista faggot ass killa, aint nobody realla/
bound to get my skrilla, and womens-hole filla/
best believe me as i spit this, underrated most-hated ish/
give me the props that i deserve, put yo mouth onto the curb/
see this boot, im bout to stomp it on yo neck, Won got served/

aight first one done, u got more bars but that way i can assure you i wont run late for my other one, I'ma spit that tomorrow dawg

peace

['Illicit']

looks like u the one runnin late homie, but im not knockin on ya      jus sayin , or maybe its the alcohol talkin, who knows hehe

peace n all that

[Ro J. Simpson]

You front so passionate/,
my joint makes you peel out and mash ye shit/
i got the coats, crash and whip/
clear like a megadome/
yo lyrics burst out like my megafone/
you's a pretty nigga heart skip the metrodome/
you front cos u aint got shit to play with/
i give a god damn what your name is/
derangment placements, my flow eats the basics
its an arrangement face it/
that yo weak rhymes is ancient/
and my mind expands beyond your duration/
the operation attainment, this word graduation/
the return of the master is now near upon us/
from L.A to down under, free tickets by quantas/
my shit hurt like 3rd degree burn marks/
crash out and fuck it up like dale earnheart/
faded rhymes by tony starks disolve in my birth chart/
the feds aint gon help you i certainly can/
you came on some new shit, i was like damn/
ill relax your body temperature patientlly/
yous a bitch but you hatin me?/
at first intentions were aite dogg it just aint worth it/
match up the dots and elevate my surface/
you dont wanna cross, or get burnt by my circuit/
ceeride wishes he could drop but that foo' just alergic/
to good rhymes, sealed, signed and close-fit/
ill dice you, ill slice you, fuck ill ruin your family
your reach dont come near your rhymes just gradually/
get weaker, drivin the most sane into insanity/
but my shit is locked-down air tight like gravity/

second punch, i think its a knockdown

peace

['Illicit']

so here he go again, knockdown? u must be dreamin/
find another profession. demonstrate your wackness, like toilet-cleanin/
your vocab's pretty tight, but you to illiterate to use it/
unarticulate pronounciation, rhymes so good? well then prove it/
ok i must admit you have moved from amateur to weak-intermediate/
its easy bitch, listen to me you'll learn a lot/
not from my experience, but from the way I plot/
see first i attack your self-esteem, investigate it like the SWAT/
sell your soul to the devil, control you like it or not/
the world lay in my hand, im the man, your my slave/
obey when i order, dont even think bout turnin brave/
i bet your shaved, prepare for gettin ass-craved/
jus another one of these gay fags, like elton john is his younger days/
your a shame, try to dis me, check your brain/
rap-a-lot like scarface but merely ever win a game/
then brag boutyour record, stop cryin like bitch/
snitch on a mission all he wanna be is rich/
how the hell you gonna make a dime, if you flow embarassingly/
rehearse your rhymes properly, before you step up n bust at me/
hip hop means to you: im bored and aint got shit to do/
you rappin without thinkin, nearly as sick as if you had the flu/
while im cool, and fuck my fans like michael jackson/
im flexin, but your style is gay and anti-action/
your like a tent, u seem big but really hollow/
your i.q's a low 6, at 8 a pig would oink, get it? maybe tomorrow/
wheres your crew? oh lemme guess, your a wannabe lone-ranger/
im versatile, i can spit and beat your ass by callin your pager/
leave a message which will self-explode, Mission Impossible! u were told/
defeatin me aint no piece of cake, lets place a bet, put your life at stake/
my lyrics blow like wind in autumn ur jus a leave that'll get raked/

knockdown? tzz  maybe the first one

[Reef]

Close battle y'all.. On the first verses I think Jae Won came over strongest on the 1st rhyme, but CeeRide came over relly strong on the 2nd with some good punches.. Toughie.. but ima go with... Cee Ride.. Although it was a tight battle none the less

['Illicit']

ANYBODY WHO AINT MEMBER OF MELANIN OR KINGZ PLZ VOTE!!!

[Maestro Minded]

tight  battle..

jae won was a little better... he gets my vote

[Ro J. Simpson]

2-1 uppen..KEEP VOTIN'

[NEW_MINORITY]

jae won

[Doggystylin]

1 verse:  Jae  2 verse:  Cee

this is hard but overall ima have to give it to Ceeride

and jae wons long verses kinda get boring around some parts so he had a lot of fillers so thats another reason

[Miss NWA Whoorider]

jaewon..............easy very easy..........jaewon

['Illicit']

what u mean easy`?  explain that shit next time.  

im not bitchin or anything, but i feel dicked on this one,
aight fuck it tho, ya won,  I'ma get at u one day n rip you lol.
I wouldve pleaded to disqualify mouses vote cuz its obvious he is pissed at me for bein on ToNe's side. but i wuoldve lost anyway.  

peace