Author Topic: I call Out All Yall Mutha Truckas! (Read 253 times)

Big BpG · « **on:** October 15, 2001, 08:26:42 PM »

Think you can test, well big b dont fall till the rest are below him.

This is my turn to step on the scene/
Take a chance against me and its bye bye splene/
Divide the team, It's me versus All/
Military forces couldn't take down my wall/
You call me out, go under siege/
But youll be wasting your breath, when you try to breathe with me/
Seeing me, lyrically, a mathematical genius/
I'm a Masterbating addict when it comes to my penis/
Seen this before, naw you haven't/
BpG taking control, no need to start and panic/
Frantically calling out names/
Maxi-Padz, Mouse, yall think you got game/
Giving you fame when you rhyme like Dr. Seuss/
When it comes to keystyle, you can call me Zeus/
Ex-cuse for rhymers, yall shouldn't even think/
When you spit like you do, you waste saliva in the sink/
The talentless rhymes you all choose to key/
But my key will unlock the best of me, freshingly, a new sound in this forum/
The originals lay low cause your rhymes getting boring/
Pouring out liquor for the deceased I just killed/
Tha7th, a breathless rhymer with no skill/
Mouse from NZ, you just over the hill/
As for Maxi, get off the padz, its time for the pill/
Thrilled to see me with all the Reign/
I just called out 3 of you fools, I must be insane/

-Big BpG

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA · « **Reply #1 on:** October 15, 2001, 09:04:15 PM »

Quote

Tha7th, a breathless rhymer with no skill/
-Big BpG

*sniff* fuck u *sniff*

Dat waz uncalled 4..........
Ima drop one of tha biggest bombs Ive dropped in long time........

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Check it..........

Whos the next to fold?/ Ah yes, my classic rhyme enemy mr. BPgay/
Ima blast yur ass one more time 2 fade yur homo wayz/
Ima Disable yur battle modes/
Turn your hotness back to cold/
Freeze ur breath into a hold/
No time to reload, ill hit your name with every blow/
Have my rhyme travellin into your computer port to change your codes/
Destruction and defecation Kristyles suffers from suffocation/
My rhymes leave you in anticipation of verbal penetration/
Vibrations shakin foundations my style is amazin when I’m blazin/
Written and perfected my style gets injected/
With lines so dope my drug is unexpected/
Rejected is what you get kid when I grab the mic and flex it/
Every verse that i types leave the letters blazed/
Ive been busting back even before i had vertebrates/
The breaker takes a few seconds, and expands damatically/
No need to read this, yur cpu will recite it automatically/
Im lyrically tight, bring darkness to who sees sun/
Im ending your career, and chances of seeing re-runs/
Nigga Im universal/
Yur episode fell short like you didnt have enuff commercials/
U can try again but this time get off tha fuckin panel/
Im not feeling your steez sunshine, im about to change the channel.......

My rhymes executed with flawless perfection/
Break your neck to make you look in the right direction/
Reflection upon this verse will cause infection/
With inflection look inside and ask yourself a question/
Do you have what it takes to survive in my section?
Nah I dont think so.......
The skills I possess caress and bless the talentless/
As a test in this life quest, u remain lifeless.......

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U wanted a battle...........here u go...........I suggest u change tha title of this thread, cause I believe ITS ON.........

Big BpG · « **Reply #2 on:** October 15, 2001, 09:57:21 PM »

Oh you think its on, well I think its off/
Your weak excuse for a rhyme sounded more like a cough/
You already lost this Competition/
I had won this round before you're rhyme was even written/
Listen, my interplay makes progress/
Regardless/
You were voted off the team like Washingtons Congress/
You're agfraid of the dark cause I'm your worst nightmare/
But now its daytime and bring day fears/
Say cheers and lift up your glass/
I popped the champage like I popped a cap in ya azz/
At last i've taken over this revolution/
I evolved over the years of an evolving evolution/
I'm the best MC in this nation/
After this attack, you'll be New York's next patient/
Place this as a State Of Emergency/
Quickly think of your next reply, its as urgent and urgency/
Lyrically starting the disection/
Taking you apart like a suicide convention/
Placed in section eight/
I'm in your seat now, eating of your damn plate/
Face the truth, I've taken your confidence/
Defiance of your laws is like triumphant resent/
You got a headache?/
I got Excedrin/
Ring Ding Dong, I GOT YOUR MUTHA FUCKIN HEAD RINGIN/

-Big BpG

AlerG · « **Reply #3 on:** October 16, 2001, 07:03:32 AM »

that was impressive bpg, i didn't know you rhymes, i liked the line "maxi get off the pads, it's time for the pill", that shit was funny, peace.

Big BpG · « **Reply #4 on:** October 16, 2001, 08:34:39 AM »

When I get in that mood I will drop some rhymes... I see some of the peeps like tha7th, always dropping pure heat, so I just call them out... and try to hit em up with something, but yea, they good at this, big BpG just does it when he gets in that mood....

*still waiting for another reply*

-Big BpG

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA · « **Reply #5 on:** October 16, 2001, 03:30:18 PM »

Here's another reply/
Shove it up yo azz and die/
A mic in my hand is like the sword in the stone/
Unmoveable, run through your crew on route towards the thrown/
We swarm yur home, we be tha illest/
Go out fightin, die hard like Bruce Willis/
I'm a loose menace, hidden, only seen when tha 9's blastin/
While I sit back puff puff passin/
I'm progressin wit tha rhyme passion/
Knives slashin/ Yur shit's over while mine's lastin & lastin/
Alive wit a frown, but I'ma die laufin/
Time for action, all haters will suffer reprecussions/
Im tha muthafuckin reaper cussin/
They dont call me tha7th outlaw 4 nothin/
Feel the words of death when the beats are bumpin/
Have your speakers thumpin in the whip while the reafer's puffin/
I'm surrounded by mad drugs, sex and violence, like it was lalapalooza/
In order to survive in life, u gotta greet drama wit humor/
Like me, I be hotter than Cuba/
I spit fire for all the four seasons/
And if my shit waz on the shelf, y'all be in the store theivin.........

maxi-padz · « **Reply #6 on:** October 16, 2001, 09:43:58 PM »

lolz get off tha pad
lmfao

Big BpG · « **Reply #7 on:** October 17, 2001, 04:13:17 PM »

Oh so now its a joke?/
I'm laughing at you cause you can spit from your throat/
Test, the best, then you best test me/
You both come in pairs, I come in 3-D/
See me, visually taking over/
Even if your sober, Ill give you a lyrical hangover/
Spit my way, interception turnover, returned for a Score/
As I add more points, i make yours lower/
Slow down, around, the beat in this recording/
Join My Bandwagon, we are set for boarding/
Take this case in court, of course I'll win, this aint no sport/
Just grab your juice and gin, i mean gin and juice/
That's three touchdowns like Isacc Bruce from warner/
I'm heating up can you feel it getting warmer/
Maxi-pads you is leaking/
Coming out red like the Kool-Aid Man seeping/
Sleeping on my rhymes and talent/
If i taught you gymnastics, you'd still lose balance/
Slience is my best gift/
I can quiet a crowd with every bar I lift/
So you wanna come my way in this section/
Even though you have it, you'll still need protection/

-Big BpG