dismissin' wannabes

[I TO DA GEEZY]

here's a lesson u should learn, u got nothin to say don't say shit\
I know u'z in a dipression fail to come up with tight shit, session after session\
lack of atention and focus, yo rap style  straight up Bogus\
and u know this, The complex of inferiority\
Mc's wit superiority are the minority u wanna be a part of\
tho' we all like "fuck off" since your pressence aint needed\
and if u keep on coming at us u'll end up dead or bleeding\
this ain' no way to get some pussy, see b',  stop thinkin 'bout romance\
on my fuckin nerves for too long, end up in an ambulance\
so now u're all defenssive tryna battle yo' role model\
tickin me off so bad it takes six minutes to settle\
I hope u geting off, cause I ain't having fun brother\
soon Ima expirience a breakdown, u'll meet yo late grandmother\
niether me nor my homies wanna see this, we'd rather\
mack a buncha bitches in a hot thub see which one hotter\
u wasting in fact both of our times, can't believe I just wasted on ya some of my rhymes\

[I TO DA GEEZY]

haha, so you're dismissin' yourself then?

yep, u got me dawg, quite complex aint it....
I hope that shit din't do much dammage, and u ain't offended
although u are kid, u're still haunted by that thread and
I never planed it, or meant for it to happen, get it

[kickz_deluxe]

wuddup bitch? u are really mad........whatever herez ma answer

Lessen, listen to this length of lesson//
u fleippin script az havin not even a tenth of talent , lend , but still missin//
hit or miss: thats HIP HOP , no HIPPIE-FUCK , now go pull in tha plug , one less stupid aitizen//
round about - sound for sound , u iz  speakin but constantly nuttin but repeatin//
datin tha ratin , big ratin, another fuckin day u had to b n have to b bein beaten//
C'mon make yo brain retreated, takea retreat revisit a drag n merge with a w-suit//
on the verge of all, revoke tha vomit i spat cuz yo mum had should shot at her shoot//
get up? a mess up? yo fuckin verdigris-verdid iz caught by ludacris missin metrical foot//
now question: whut make u apin a king? fackin a pimp, finickin  but mute?//
whatever: u do indesisiv bloodless strive, dude, let me come to blowz and blow this//
but git if u gon rewrite itz just pro my private prize process//
Bro/Sis hybrid , within sight yo gripz tha most unqualified, u indisposes//
Horoseness? sorry but motionless u motion that yo mack emotion 2 ove OAFISH//

[*Z* - The Queen of Dubcc]

hahaha...whouuuuuuu!
kickz_deluxe is hot ,damn.

peace! ;D

[I TO DA GEEZY]

this lil Bug here buges me so gross,he's freakin' me out\
let u know what Im about, man Im killing u softly\
feel the tenderness, yo sexsuallity is mislead mistakenly falsly\
cause in this battle Im ghostly, see-through for most kid'\
Im in a need of a windshield cause u'z blowing so hard\
for this ride here yo' belt betta be fastened,  this lesson here is for starters\
u get hit from an invisible source, like Im casper. yo day is getting darker, Im brightening it like a marker, you's sparkless\
my first verse reversed riden' back atcha like a fuckin drunken Horse\
I spit with no rehursal, hit u with no remourse\
Look at the title, it comes to teach a certain category of people, so u'z now a deciple\
word play is worthless when u play yoself of course, and when it's nightfall, u install the new download exalorator, streaming my songs\

[kickz_deluxe]

let this approbation approach on appro, bro/
non stop u toast bout a notation called yo shit = fuckclout of your excreted cockroach on crossroads/
indeed your inclination for inbreedin made your brain sleepin on tha never present wagessheet/
sleepin down in ma toilet next to alla yo defeat n bleed , triplex, thousandz deep/
u transgressed tha measure of bearableness , strangle yo crap again with fuckin own incest/
in mess u even think uve your inningz , innardz of your missin instinct whichz in thinx called I TO DA GEEZY-tha artz/
but now let me nip yo fuck in tha bud, budge till ma story has hit your ass, hit tzha mark, till i fuckin grub u out, grub u up/
till u ll be cryin mud cuz i know ma vulturine-vulcanite-rhymez make u shitin dynamite ova your forgettin signez/
10 timez, 5 timez, 4 timez, fine timez?/
10 timez, 5 timez, 4 timez, 3 timez compromise timez/
10 timez, 5 timez, 4 timez, 3 timez, 2 timez my linez/
10 timez, 5 timez, 4 timez, 3 timez, 2 timez, 1 time hittin-yo-ass-timez/
then i take a doublereflexin lokkinglass 2 be checkin how u fuckin music-sextin iz kissin ma ass/
but now itz over bitch, yo halfassed crap screamz by itz own : im sorry but i gotta go cuz im nuttin but a phtisis-outta-last, lost in tha zone/

[I TO DA GEEZY]

I'd sign this rhyme myself but I just gotta quote\
alow me to recite a relevant sentence on this note\
"if u don't understand him it don't mean that he's nice"\
"it just means  u dont understand all the bullshit that he writes"\
it feats u perfectly truthfully I could've ended with this\
and killed u, u see dude, through facts the power increased\
Itriguing is how u pulling this off, dull ass wannabe's half way MC's simply digg yours\
of course when u don't have a way with words, u're thrown off-course\
off point like a target of a blind sniper, despite this fact yo shit is hyper, like abstract dancing\
alot of movement, whatever u meant, no ones certain, your painting is blurry, there is no seeing just sencing\
this guy ain't serious, aint real, a fabricated mad-crook\
the listener aint sure about yo apearence, so he kickz-da- looks\
imagination is my ignition, Im fuckin up see-through spooks\
my atomic flow is so bombing, you'z growing tails from the nukes\
u should've never been born, I wish I went back in time to tigh up yo momz tubes\
my style is so disturbing like listening to a mixtape by DJ CLUE\
man, how come u cought a flew and Im the sick one?\
I eat yo lines one by one, spitten back atcha like a stunt\
ain't spraying venom, u spitten cum, like an untrained cunt\

[*Z* - The Queen of Dubcc]

oh, that text makes me sad, I TO DA GEEZY!
u should lookin for some hittin linez and stuff, cuz what u wrote u could add on everythin.....but try this time to answer wid sum wit aginst da spit of deluxe,..........the first one was better!

kickz deluxe , that was great, i guess!

imma look for yo battle next time...

PEACE

[I TO DA GEEZY]

this is kinda what I meant...

[kickz_deluxe]

whut did u mean?

[*Z* - The Queen of Dubcc]

hu?
yea what da fuck did u mean? ???

[I TO DA GEEZY]

na, nut much(should've read my pointless b.s verse a lil better), just that peepz often think that if they don't fully comprehand what someone spitts and\or
the amount of punchlines is so overwhelming the personals come out all toyish and irelevant they right away render it as a "dope rhyme". See peepz, in other threads and diff battles Ive already shown I can use all kinds of smart ass punches and metaz, yo so called wit, I just prefer doing it plain and simple, I guess tho' each one is in a hold of diff rhyme values, so whatever, do what ya like, Ill do what I like.

[kickz_deluxe]

ok, but nevertheless theres ma answer on ya previous part...this gotta be done

u contort i got tha condorpart whoze counterpoise poison your counterfart/
i won since up i saw yo johnson ina bardz cloakroom when yo johnson inlongjohns fell apart/
this was yo mum who u fucked before dark, a leap in her cuntcrip, a keep in tha dark/
oh, u told bout aprobation, ..this wasnt able to work wid u cuz u was a gutpregnancy ina lean drag queen n her twerk, her surgeon, twurked but he left after hew saw u wid a flurescent sceen/
by all meanz im mean cuz i mean to shout n scream out your decadence , to hear even over a 2 leaguescene/
u claim every1`d digg k1x but when i zip, start flippin script  ya have already lost/
2 n fro  i dont even gotta frisk your frog for tightness cuz i just c a lil dick of frowsky froth/
dont break, but i aint a panegyrist spender  az your work seems like a dance of a dead dancer/
mayb it aint too late but unfortunately u was enough time a mc, till we got blessed: u got a throat cancer/
sumthin i wanna say iz u got tha stagecraft to have a stainless skill-stalmate/
so it ainta prevent that if tha brave i to da geezy neigh was brayed to bray ba tha brazenfaced braggart/
thatz me if u got it, tha girl u felt for man, another faggot who could violate to vandalize yo risin stick with his rivitbelt az much az he can/
whutever bitch, stop writin if yo dick still take refugee in thinx like peroxide of hydrogen/
better listen to any didactic dictumz of a dictionary that i cant stop to dictate a diction whichz 2 revolutionary





for u

i dont give a fuck wether itz good, i just wanted to say what i said

[I TO DA GEEZY]

the stakes r too high, I break yo fake ass skillz, now peepz can see through u like it's an x- ray test\
you lace yo rhyme using a dictionarry that's simple "cut and paste"\
throwing expressions and sentences into an empty space,
u betta go find god like mase, u're so convinced u're blessed by yo ingnorance Im amazed\
impressed, I guess yo interest in verbal paradoxes is showcased, what is left to search is plain ol' sence\
but it ain't found, u bound to sound profound cause no one expects their brain to except what u state, blew yo chance\
exposed by the lime-light but u can't meet the proper demands\
nothing for me to defend a whole diffrend leage man,
yo style is an overblown production,don't play pretends\
learn from this verse, a perfect ballance between clearity
and poetic flarity, Im tired of  wasting time on u, not a minute to spend\

[kickz_deluxe]

not even a tenth of second, cent or pleasant id put in pledge for u/
wordz fetch n carry for me, but fence n fetch a fuckin flexure ´round u/
letz unloose this to have u indued n to undo  that u loose this rule too/
now pleaze vamoose wid tha big value of skilliz in yo ballzvalise rogue/boo   /
yo rhymez iz like roup, pretendin rude n puttin to rout but they didn, wont n dont/
u told u b tired buttha  spunk of yo sputta spun spruce alon az they iz stoned/
o i made a slip itz shit whut u cloak with, turn tha coat, lick into shape n take tha cue from tha cloneof lil bow wow/
thatz u from top to toe, so b on toez cuz at one blow hez blown off...cuz u more lowbrow/