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thedesolateone wrote: »got bout a month left 'fore your lyrical death
none of your digs can reach my lyrical depths
your not in lyrical fitness your in need of sets of lyrical reps
far from eminem your feminen i disregard your physical sex
bird chest look like prepubesant ?
type to moon ? to call them ?
place you back in the closet after bullets fold you,give you no less then six
old dogs learn new tricks ill teach you a lesson ?
You're a technical MC, I'm a spectacle on TV
You got structure but your attacks don't puncture easy
? I'm talkin greasy, they love that slick ?
but All your lines is cheesy, mixed with some basic quick-wit
I see you still talkin bout my picture but I ain't ? wit ya
Skinny ? wit the heat, I skillet grease lit ya
On fire, you ? ? ...Admire the sire, ya girl tired
of the irony but can you blame her?
You in public with her, but you staring at him
There's some big ? ? but you GLARING at them
Oh that's disgusting? ? ? 's ? -hustling
Get it on the low, get it get it on the low
Ya whole style is ? , you lack an avi so nobody'll know
I'm bodying folk, ? ? eat this .44
Lyrical revolver at ya front, ?
Catching more sacks than Romo
For those who don't know
I rock his ? , you too (U2) I'm Bono
Son give up lol..you not ? wit me, go back to battling love yal lmao -
knock blocks off like jenga, return of the avatar changer
practicing espionage, the art of sabotage,bombs release razors
russian roulette revolvers with six-shot chambers
aint ? about me basic, my bars leave you in homeostasis
but i dont catch cases detective STILL looking for traces
no need for a facelift
oh the irony,your verse reads like your closet diary
down right i spit flames :these words are fiery
you in the minor leagues, you sweet honey
your insides get ate out by bees
even when im ? your ? , you aint ? with me
you be duckin ,-struck, then get dizzy
your a rhyme premmie
should of been a sperm shot on the t.v.
your dad agrees with me
your no ? , only your wrist limps
fracture your own hand bones squeezin the 44 ,wimp
bullets enter your soft core, lead the size of pencils
youll be buried in the sand dunes with all your essentials
you narcissistic? why you lookin constipated in pictures
condolences on walls of facebook ?
leave your braids to your widow or rest on the casket pillow
when i pass this special
this verse is a sickness thats unlisted
when i blackout
you get violated in a violent vacuum of viciousness
i flow with the martial art of water techniques
you never saw my webbed feet
i decompose dead meat
if you bono, im jackson- bo knows
elbows fracture nose bones
quick-wit southpaw punches fast to shatter your whole dome:
like what metal is to rock & roll
in front of your crew ,tell goons : hold them,
unorthodox, im off the docks
corks will pop
after the rockets red glare,bombs bursting in air
as my flow smash your torso against rocks
cut-out pic from a crowd of people
gas-release ether in pounds of lethal -
love yal shall bow and throw in the towel
like helping out around the house
dont coward out
you afraid and in shock like when the powers out
and owls are out
who who who are you: nobody
so they will find no body
you should try to learn karate
the mic strangler provokes anger
the mangler dangles ya
so you know im not a friend:chandler
my hand hurts
it went through the lens of your camera
like a neander -
Damn...how long does it take you to finish a verse?
Know you wasn't handling business with her
It was you wit the skirt, out creeping with John Doe
Late at night, right? Wit ya silly putty hard like bondo
He Rondo, shootin for the green
Cuz you payin him to be on ya team
Doc Rivers I shiver at ya scheme
it seems you undercover, brotha
Unravel the sheets and they will seek you with another brotha
Summer lovers catch 'em at the 4 seasons
Say you saw me there and on my nation, that's treason you peasant
I'm a boss wit about four or five mistresses
You done lost wit a lotta cross dresses it's
really a shame you a lame, lackin game
while I'm splackin ya dame
Bring the ? around me, I'm CUMin for brain
Son I’m just sayin, you don't want her mayne
I deliver the pain…as for you, when did she came?
The answer doesn’t exist, like a buzzard with fists
You soft custard, a dish, I’m off hustler ambit (ambish)
i, o, you know until the n (end)
I, go, so, exuberant maneuverin
Through ? , maneur-men
Who truer than that guy under my name
I’m a weapon of Mass destruction
Reincarnate of the slain, Saddam Hussein -
mentality of the surgeon is disturbin
put work in on 8 hour verses
commitin murders then eatin animal burgers
its unnervin servin menstrual blood of virgins
head swirlin,earlin killin beast of burden
eat detergent and close the curtain
begin the cursin
pain in your stomach begins to worsen
the throat is thirstin
pass the scapel, small incision in adams apple
line begins to wrestle,my tackle attract makeral
retrieve a carvin knife from my satchel
who is blowin tabbacco smoke up his ?
this ? stinks
after battle i lyrically execute at the gallows
then get mcdonalds
after sniffin two dope lines of verse
page the nurse
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yo I'm diggin the rhymes that ? flows nice but I see you pretty much threw in the towel lol cuz this really isn't much of a diss/battle versethedesolateone wrote: »mentality of the surgeon is disturbin
put work in on 8 hour verses
commitin murders then eatin animal burgers
its unnervin servin menstrual blood of virgins
head swirlin,earlin killin beast of burden
eat detergent and close the curtain
begin the cursin
pain in your stomach begins to worsen
the throat is thirstin
pass the scapel, small incision in adams apple
line begins to wrestle,my tackle attract makeral
retrieve a carvin knife from my satchel
who is blowin tabbacco smoke up his ?
this ? stinks
after battle i lyrically execute at the gallows
then get mcdonalds
after sniffin two dope lines of your verse
i page the nurse
i -
no white flag waving
i paratroop from the plane and
reuse the parachute for drag racing
impatient to break your face in
i blast out the station
got brass knuckles for the occassion
one punch leaves you slumped like sack lunch
then im pickin you up and
droppin your garbage ass off at mass dumps
as the truck backs up
return to ? your white trash ? ,after we pass the blunt give her what her ass want
bust all over her grief,she forgets you and miss me
the legacy left in her stomach for future histories
im way too sick for antihistimines
your just lame and stiff like bootleg figurines
bang your ? on top of your grave
strait disrespect she salivates and fellates
so get ghost cause you been dead
in other words you cant touch me and you can rest
before i eat your flesh and drink your blood at the eucharist
find seclusion quick
when you can do this then you can diss
numerous punches from the mic pugilist
skilled in his use of fist
summer lovers pull back the covers you find your mother
start to stutter and shudder
cause im squirtin milk from her udders
supplex the ? like hulk hogan brotha!
turn your five mistresses
to five missing bitchez
only hint im givin is: it wasnt seven midgets
you let the moleman in your tunnel
even gulp from funnels
changed your avi pic to a full frontal
then started your ? rebuttals
the manure man puts his stallion inside your black beauty
then smack that ? she throw the ass back to me
i leave her fat snatch drooling
take it out her ass ? rudely ,then smash that ? !
there no coming back from that bwa hahahahah -
its the young hispanc
with a school flavor
ya wanna battle the kid
niggggaaaa.
do us a favor
rehearese ya best verse
strenghten ya punch lines
i cant spit a flow fa ?
but i can punch nines
haaa just kiddin i dont rap.. lol yall some cold wit it tho -
thedesolateone wrote: »no white flag waving
i paratroop from the plane and
reuse the parachute for drag racing
impatient to break your face in
i blast out the station
got brass knuckles for the occassion
one punch leaves you slumped like sack lunch
then im pickin you up and
droppin your garbage ass off at mass dumps
as the truck backs up
return to ? your white trash ? ,after we pass the blunt give her what her ass want
bust all over her grief,she forgets you and miss me
the legacy left in her stomach for future histories
im way too sick for antihistimines
your just lame and stiff like bootleg figurines
bang your ? on top of your grave
strait disrespect she salivates and fellates
so get ghost cause you been dead
in other words you cant touch me and you can rest
before i eat your flesh and drink your blood at the eucharist
find seclusion quick
when you can do this then you can diss
numerous punches from the mic pugilist
skilled in his use of fist
summer lovers pull back the covers you find your mother
start to stutter and shudder
cause im squirtin milk from her udders
supplex the ? like hulk hogan brotha!
turn your five mistresses
to five missing bitchez
only hint im givin is: it wasnt seven midgets
you let the moleman in your tunnel
even gulp from funnels
changed your avi pic to a full frontal
then started your ? rebuttals
the manure man puts his stallion inside your black beauty
then smack that ? she throw the ass back to me
i leave her fat snatch drooling
take it out her ass ? rudely ,then smash that ? !
there no coming back from that bwa hahahahah
Ahh ? , I see you stepped it up a lil bit on this one..
? stay up out my business
Or it’s a murder scene wit the IC as the witness
You first up on my hitlist, get this… ? butt hurt I changed my picture
Let my ? breathe..welcome back my sack missed ya
No ? It’s Mista Cee, checkin to see
Another pic of me
He won’t stop, and when he drops
? tongue wrestles the D
Stop it B,
Before I ? it, pop it
And the socket let off three
Hollows leave that cavity, I spaz wit the
Heat that choose to rule the streets tragically
I’m stylin’ so emphatically
you wildin’ oh so faggotly
Knock off ya snapback when I cap at thee
Urban casualty, another death is in the books
I leave em shook as he stirs in up his nook
What they tell you ‘bout half-way crooks? Foolish…
Stop feeding off my pictures son I haven't talked about your ? ass butterfly once lol... -
smoke bomb
emerge from clouds like ninjas
hashish assasins of you and your kindred
if not killed outright were atlease injured
but none of them endured
being lit on fire and burnt to a cinder
skillful and polished
under the cover of darkness
the color artist dabs your blood to paint the walls with
coulda had a v8 and went to college
had such a bright future before this,
instead 'fore you reached 28 youve been demolished,
stabbed up with kitanas, feed to piranas
ive been described as a cannible with fangs like a walrus
hovering over rigganomics caucus like muhammad
im a beast ,simian out the cambrian,current champion
meaning i'll put you to sleep like a dreamin man peeing
i have no contenders amongst sentient beings
dynamite and c4
secure my cargo to my chics car
then my chics car go to chicago
no driver....
:remote car bomb operated from an app on my iphone
address on gps good-bye implodes
*his home explodes * -
I lol'd at the forced rhyme champion/man peeing...
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9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2
Let's have a wet t-shirt contest, make that ? see through,
You accrue a crew, and my new song gets another great review,
It takes a nation of billions just to attempt what we do,
And more importantly what I do, you getting dyslexic, why dude?,
It's simple you owe me so write me an OIU, don't lie dude,
Don't blow a gasket, cos If I blow you're in a casket,
You're just a case of basket, balling, till you falling,
Don't be name calling that ? 's appalling,
Don't be dissing, you reputation up the wall you're ? ,
Shut the ? up before you be reported missing,
On a milk carton, cos I'm like rap's doorman,
Kick you in a hole like a Spartan, I'm not a squadron,
There ain't 300 there's just one of me,
And trust me you don't want none of me
this is a good verse much props -
i stick when ticked you get stuck like tack
destroy wicked entities in symmetry sans sympathy, empathy -
i was givin up props on those two lines
i was reading this whole thread to see if i missed any ill bars
and i came across those two lines of your verse
your latest verses were mediocre thats why you got no recognition
i was waitin for you to drop better verses
i know you can spit better than the verse i gave props to
i hold you to a higher standard of writing and flowing and skillful rhymin
than wiirdo -
thedesolateone wrote: »i was givin up props on those two lines
i was reading this whole thread to see if i missed any ill bars
and i came across those two lines of your verse
your latest verses were mediocre thats why you got no recognition
i was waitin for you to drop better verses
i know you can spit better than the verse i gave props to
i hold you to a higher standard of writing and flowing and skillful rhymin
than wiirdo
Oh. well now I feel like an ? lol.
I think the reason my ? is becoming mediocre is because I'm trying to become radio-friendly. Nobody wants to hear ? like those 2 bars on the radio, nahmean? I'm starting to get in the studio so I can get my ? on the radio and that means I have to cater my lyrics a certain way. Eventually I'll become skilled enough to appeal both fanbases simulataneously but until then, money >>>> internet reputation you feel me? I'm tryna eat out here doin' what I love ya dugg -
you have any recent song recorded?
maybe i could write for a remix -
thedesolateone wrote: »you have any recent song recorded?
http://snd.sc/ifo8O1
I'm not satisfied with that performance, but I was rushed, this was my 2nd take with minimal rehearsal time. I plan on going back in the booth probably Tuesday though. -
http://snd.sc/ifo8O1
I'm not satisfied with that performance, but I was rushed, this was my 2nd take with minimal rehearsal time. I plan on going back in the booth probably Tuesday though.
i liked that recording you was killin that beat dope flow
good delivery good luck on recordin it again -
Nothing serious, they think they can attack
Yo that style is wack, without trying
Yo son, what every lines you deliver, is slack
Oh well, Implementing mang I don't know if you
Can flow, you too much full of jokes
? what's the comedy channel with out you
People just try to hard, get yo focus, and communicate
Your flow neva build case for changes, or navigate transition
And they get envy, when not even trying to flow
The high performane is normal, this Indian Iceland, you need
Mo creation, you should start work back yo deliverable involve union! -
Look it here
Its the North pole
Finest, yeah you think you cold
You probly are, wicky wacky
Alignment lines uza type gets crazy
Listen hazy dumb last dumber, you lazy
They say you tried to be bravely
Now everyone talking, its cowardly no harmly
Rhymes no lines, people just diss for fun
I wonder if its friendly or is midpoints the enemy
Non those of recycle ceo prend to be,
U lost with ? syllables, they leave you down days of 30
Not surprisingly, get handicapped, same time get caught
Slow capabilities, your data has no more suggestion, like low quality! -
Componet whether if they good or not
Still capable to lose no competition like comport
Don't care if style scary or goofy, y'all get smoked like newports
Complements of strong competitve, I advice to chew gum
That's smell is bad for you, uza type that embrasses ur crews
Leave lost clues, shoes singing the blues, snooze you lose
This is crossword hobby sport that leave you going back, using the screws! -
Opinons significantly hot bars
Not finish, you see I try enables like Archie Arch
Your strategy shows no product, bad performance
You change voice every verse, imagin audio, funny voice
Always changes after every diss, enhance like productivity noise
So your relation of songs become greater ability , bright like refusal choice
Simply they come through all get a trick or treat, there style stink like stinky feet
Your voice has no noise, bargaining needs supervising speech of radio speech as you get kicked
They keep going, to continuing there weak lines, what they don't know, their permises needs to stop!
Saying nonsense, wasting time, taliking blah, blah, just having a laugh
Then technology changes, with your verse exchanging, leave frosty bars
Like Iceland bargaining deadlocks, return the world like heavenly shock! -
its a black market ordinance ruin your performance in tournaments
bumrush the stage smash the ornaments leave trails of fire following
riggs a microphone charlatan he mastered the astonishing, art of sword swallowing
round up all your men the people are the parliment my aguments are ad hominem
put them to the sword of solomon disregard the hollerin
express my dominance rockin armaments -
thanks homie
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dont mention it
