bombing science freestyle rapping the skills lacking, salvos not backing the shit that hes 'packing' we so cool brew dont even try brew like for real i kill you jew poo poo who who said what yeah yeah yeah check out my hair.......wickee wickee wow
aaah, my bad, I thought you actually wanted to battle. not run your mouth like a bitch. my bad, bro. my bad.
12th of november im battling a senior member, crn will probly be yacking till december, but hes so cool lets not fool ourselves, idiot doesnt know ill be racking off his shelves.... mediocre? theres no style doper....
Wrote this like 2 days ago haha I had a conscious convoluted common sense of touch, the plush I'll hold my heart out to no one and collapse of loss of blood, oxygen rush a chronic mediator, the flavor of unnamed plays to state her inconspicuous decapitated craters to cater to major raiders recompose and reinstate her when she fades from the mind that made her emergencies that freeze, cease and desist when nothing can sate their thirst for danger, the quenching, gut-wrenching contentions that bend the free-will associates, sitting on damp streets, he mentions to himself while intentions run wild and tear apart the fragile, radical state of mind that defines his bleeding breaks, the decibels will shatter his breathing, timed in perfect harmony with his heart that stands beating solemnly seeking the weak, bleak hope that shines on in his deluded, dropping, weeping eyes that fly across orange-yellowish glazed swamped city streets decreeing a solid truth to never leave his sight, the night makes it true, believing becomes a habit, perpetual Sabbaths revolving, solving problems that never existed this is where truth lives, just went on a vacation, yeah you just missed it
sez ...not even going to dignify that with a response. anyone else want to battle? sketch, you online?
you cats probably write this shit down before you come on, shame youve got something to prove????? my elements graffiti i dnt wanna be down with you mcs
you say you illa damn i got enough scrilla to get a man to kill your whole fam make moves with my sicka plan talk is cheap so watch what you say actin like fightin school kids at play stealin shit so you could eat lunch your money stricken, you got no funds on halloween fuck the treat gimme the trick on Christmas day break into a house like St. Nick this shit is sick, for some people it's their pain they only got a gun to get you slain around harsh parts, you'll disappear for speakin a name bounce outta the ghetto on the next train you'll slip into forgotten history a ghetto's news 9 mystery people takin dives and hits for thee everyone can see, but won't be snitches growin up told if they did, they'd receive stitches only a handful of stories of rags to riches and you know tricks ain't shit but hoes and bitches stay up, no beef
you say you'll break in a my house? man, you mory clumzy then an elaphant when he sees a mother fucken mouse we hit the roofs, you the last one up why dont you tell the truth anom, or shut the fuck up cuz im sick of your fackass bull shit, that you awalys be tellen im more crazy then a drug dealen fellen cuz you know what i say is the truth, i dont lie, in the streets or in the booth now i have said what is needed, and im almost done anom start being real, or you better run you lie in almost all of your rhymes its getting older and older each and every time now im done, and ill let it be all im saying is be real dont lie to them, or me Mr.Clowney
hahahah, when did i lie, when i said i got scrilla? bitch i don't got money, but thats even reala and you now tellin stories sayin you crazier than a drug deala i never once said i hustled, slang drugs or pushed weight you only come at me cuz we friends so you think you can hate a bullet in ya dome bitch the perfect mate your non-illmatic flows i would annihalate plus some of your rhymes don't make sense remember when we painted you caught your nut sack on that fence so go ahead try and point out my lies like finding waldo in a fuckin disguise next time you drop chose your words wise because now elka is makin up lies anyway go ahead good try plus i said no beef so i won't re-post
lets talk, me and you i told you before, im the underdogg just like the jews in the end i will winn, thats that and i dont lie, elka keeps it real what about you? when i spit, i say what i feel and that no lie and its true, i havent been a real booth maybe never will, but olny time will tell but you will never have as much love for this life as me i wouldent change a thing can you say that, or is your life just a fling? what will you do? are you gonna come back at me and speak some truth? i will do anything for my fam, can you say that i do belive i have gone down for you before would you go down for me, or rat like a fucken whore i guess time will tell im all done, spit back if you want more
ill blaze ur team, snipe u wit a lazer beam, got crazy scemes, for raising cream, cus i love my cash flow, like my hash smoke, bitches better not step to me before they tash grows,
little freestyle before i went to painting yesterday.. my flow is lik fire from a match stick im that quik, got more lips on my dick than chap stick stretch your bitches pussy lik elastic anie 1 one pull those mad tricks lik david blane foolin *****z with his magic im that sick so dont come around here with that whack shit no beef much love ez