Assassin, Suspect ~VS.~ Killuminati, Illicit

['Illicit']

aight, heres the thread to make sure that punk pussy suspect dont run from his challenge. yall set the rules, its yo call.

peace to killuminati,  lets tear they heart out.

[Kill]

peace homie, checkin in...

[Suspect]

aight i'll drop some shit tommorrow cuz i aint got time but
I'll hit you muthafuckas up for sure.

[@Ss@sSiN]

checkin' in

[@Ss@sSiN]

Im settin' rules

Its like this Each TAG team gets  a combined max bars of 30.
doesn't matter if the ammounts are 15-15 it can be anything just nothing over 30 bars

FIRST TO FIVE
3 VOTE KO
VOTES ARE EXPLAINED AND JUSTIFIED
NO DICKRIDIN' CUZ YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN ON THE BOARD LONGER
TRY TO POST AT LEAST ON FRIDAY 11/15

im out

[@Ss@sSiN]

Uh.. heres my verse, hopefully suspect will post his

TAG BATTLE
[shadow=red,left,300]FIGHT![/shadow]

CeeRIDE? Don’t be surprised when I beat ya head with your computers “cee” drive//
I mean, first off, theres no way in fuck you two could battle me//
Leave your body folating in a river like we was in mars wit no gravity//
Lyrical Catas-trophe, you be gasping-gees, im clapping-these//
Cats, wit 1 bar, get your legs broken while I run you over wit a stolen car//
How’d you make it this far, musta been- ridin-a-dick//
Wit a bayonet im gonna -continue to–stick//
I diagnose you wit small pox that’s-why-you-feeling-so-sick//
You both nothing-but-bitch, however my styles continue-to-switch//
Illicit?, to bad you getting covered my explicit, spits, ripin wigs//
Brake ya frame like twigs, K-i-l-l-u-m-i-n-a-t-i feel the wrath of a shottie//
Crew smoked like a gotti, milk carton pics missing body//
My style was formed in the staircases brewed-in-piss//
You both new-ta-dis, aint seen no pussy since yo momma’s uterus//
Im true to this, that’s why im not concerned wit you fakes//
I leave your body lifeless plus closed casket wakes//

['Illicit']

checkin in....

put down that mic muthafuckas your a disgrace to this rap-shit//
your weak styles stand out like a room of hoes and dat fat-bitch//
I smack-pricks wit tac-tics too complicated for you to crack-kid//
suspect assgrabin assassin from behind while he screamin access gran-ted//
tell suspect to watch out the next time he starts beef//
wit cats he cant beat cuz me n killuminati aint battlin geeks fa free//
lyrical immortalized versatility fightin wit combat utilities//
aka our minds a mic and a cogent voice to speak out death penalties//
to mc's such as yaselves, its bout time I put an end//
to my wrath you cant mend what I caused you cant ascend//
theres bout million levels between us my intelligence is evident//
learn to throw a proper punchline when facin Melanin Deficient//
call me mista jab-a-jaw caught ya on tape spittin ya teeth//
hard-hittin lyrics writtin by Me, pray that someones hearin ya screech//

[Kill]

Illicit aka CeeRide

put down that mic muthafuckas your a disgrace to this rap-shit//
your weak styles stand out like a room of hoes and dat fat-bitch//
I smack-pricks wit tac-tics too complicated for you to crack-kid//
suspect assgrabin assassin from behind while he screamin access gran-ted//
tell suspect to watch out the next time he starts beef//
wit cats he cant beat cuz me n killuminati aint battlin geeks fa free//
lyrical immortalized versatility fightin wit combat utilities//
aka our minds a mic and a cogent voice to speak out death penalties//
to mc's such as yaselves, its bout time I put an end//
to my wrath you cant mend what I caused you cant ascend//
theres bout million levels between us my intelligence is evident//
learn to throw a proper punchline when facin Melanin Deficient//
call me mista jab-a-jaw caught ya on tape spittin ya teeth//
hard-hittin lyrics writtin by Me, pray that someones hearin ya screech//

K I L L U M I N A T I

raps "burn ya down” like "shifting~cultivation", droppin this victory~calculation  I’m bringin "more evil” than a "vicious~compilation”// {{1}}
this is exquistit~punk~degradation, causin havoc like acetaldehyde in ya lungs~devastatin, on WCC chumps~ain‘t~prevailin// {{2}}
you can’t even pass~me~by, cuz I’m blastin~dykes assassin~likes DA, Suspect peep our last battle and yo " ass~see~why"  (S-C-Y)// {{3}} {{4}}
lyrics last~in~psyches, I label you "dope”, so I fill up your heads~with~"lie(s)", still you couldn’t "truly" tell what "hash~is~like"//
The coldest~lips flowin~shit, producin ferocious~hits, turn ya into "skeletons", still you couldn’t "bone"~a~bitch//
you strivin for dopeness but I’m ownin~it, you explode~to~bits, otherwise you couldn’t "blow" up tryina "hold~a~dick" with "coke"~on~it//
I got more victims than slave~ships, debase~clicks and evade~clips like this was Matrix, call me "John Woo", cuz this crazed~kid‘ll "leave ya FACEless"// {{5}}
another slain~bitch you better "pay"~this respect, when it cums to that you disgraced~with "low wa-ges"//
you lightweight~we~stable, wanna "lock" this battle but you lack the "key" (ki) and you couldn’t "drop good lines" "pushin a whole "pie"~down~a~table"//
you facin malicious~killas, missle~peelas, explicit~skillaz, wanted this~to~drill~us, bitch needed ANOTHER diss~to~feel~us// {{6}}

{{1}}: Shifting cultivation: Agriculural method, usin it you first burn down forest
{{2}}: acetaldehyde: One of those substances in cigarettes which give u cancer
{{3}}: assassin got the name "ILUVDA” cuz he lost our last battle
{{4}}: Suspect is aka SCY
{{5}}: John Woo made "Face/Off”. In ILUVDA’s sig it says "leave ya eyeless”
{{6}}: This my third verse dissin assassin

[Kill]

Waitin for Suspect to show up...the mothafucka got 2 battles goin on...

[@Ss@sSiN]

god dam..

['Illicit']

lol, settin the rules and sayin that verses should be in by friday and then he is late.  no offense though, its jus funny.  hurr up dawg. we want this to go down, or at least i do.

[@Ss@sSiN]

it aint my fault

['Illicit']

i wasnt bitchin, chill out.  
im jus sayin its funny. no matter whose fault it is.

[@Ss@sSiN]

aiight then

[@Ss@sSiN]

eh is it alright if i get another partner for this tag battle, since suspect prolly wont show?