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it was dope tbh

been listening to bronson today and it would be dope on his type beats

i had just read that when i stepped into this thread, which is why i couldn't understand the difficulty of finding something better. will feed it later @Cashius

it's ok guy, really. i'm not going to sit here and discuss craft with my florid analogy then immediately take the defensive when called out on a grammatical fundamental. like i could gaf, really (shoulda used a question mark and didn't need the word 'as' in your last post).

it's not you, it's me. always. and forever.

wait a minute, are you not the same person I caught biting verses? it seems like grammar policing has taken over from stealing other peoples verses as your newest noble pursuit. post another track to get ridiculed or tell me how many capital letters i'm missing, you freak.

uhm. what?!

i'm not as think as you drunk i am.

i'm pretty sure my sex-ed teacher wasn't a virgin. y'know.

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Originally Posted by VERITAS (Post 148650)

You ain’t seeing me like Mr. T’s neck:

VERITAS:

The psychological, the metaphysical, the warrior:
And any obstacle neva stops the pinnacle’s thought euphoria.

I whip a Challenger, so rip the calendar, cuz I’m outside of space and time,
400 horse traveler, clip every caliber, come collide with the great Divine.

To flex on the net aint shit son, I mastered life by the time I was thirty,
The 9th diffusion of consciousness: Motherfucker VERITAS aint earthly

Inter-dimensional warlord equipping plasma swords, lavish words, and phantom hordes;
These average bores can’t fathom wars I ravage boards with a savage Lord’s master force

The Last Star-fighter-carbon-fiber-Hemi-driver-rhyme provider:
The flow of my saliva pipes a preggo bitch with it’s dick dipped in Godiva.

I got that Iron man, call me Cal Ripken the survivor, givin dirt naps in Peruvian lava,
Peep my Nasdaq’s in a sauna amidst exotic fauna, making ya bitch sing Hakuna Matata.

Bet my dick stretch her in pleasure, skeet on her eyepatch, make her wait to taste treasure
My Swagnum P.I. mustache rubs her clam’s hatch, b squirts until u need a tub to measure

parasite worms spread germs and brains squirm, my Psych-Ops turn oceans to rain drops
Real life Psychologist, so know I got cash to burn, and “I won” like the face of Cyclops.

Drip divine drops of sun spots, electroswagnetic pulses implode terrestrial infrastructures,
Make her thirsty till my cum stops, V stay in a bitch mind like extraterrestrial abductors.

Got carrots like extra-vegetable lovers, dressing cleaner than your funeral’s ushers
Eye contact ya bitch and bring beautiful blushes, while u focus on writing pitiful punches,

With the minimal functions, while V shines and feeds u the law like Levitical luncheons
VERITAS is Voltron formed from Galactus, my flows anoint, on point like a ***tus

But the point is I’m matchless, smoke a joint and ash on what ever cash hatches
Conceptual master wit complex patterns, lines full of more dope than Mexican caverns,

Hit ya bitch like Lexington stabbing, till her nose looks like Owen’s in wedding crashers
While exposing my woody wearing Treyvon’s hoodie in front of some Klan pastors.

VERITAS: The infinity exhibit, never fitna see a limit, your thoughts are all my minions
VERITAS: the physics of cybernetic wizards’ visions of your dollar menu decisions

Swim in loot like Scrooge McDuck, my guns called whammies triggers press your luck
Make any competitor suck, My life makes change, you talk cash, but just passin the buck

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Originally Posted by VERITAS (Post 148893)

@Hush

Hush when you exit your current co dependent mom live in life partner situation then you may have a chamce of mattering in the realm of opinion you insect faced beetle larvae.

I bet u posted that terrible verse in here thinking someone would give a fuck

biters go on ignore, you don't deserve to be heard scrub.

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Originally Posted by Hush (Post 148966)

I bet u posted that terrible verse in here thinking someone would give a fuck

Break down your future plan for your living arrangements please

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Originally Posted by namix (Post 148907)

i'd like to join the Aero/Rawn team vs. Seyance/Pancake in a permanent pinkslip? can you guys pick up another dude?

lets make it crazy as fuck for a dope perma ban match.

like literally - perma IP bans and subsequent bans if aliases are identified... let's make it hurt

Haven't read the topic past this point, but I'm a bit hurt. I know I trolled you previously, but I respect you. You're not my cup of tea as an OM writer, but this is a bridge too far. This is almost out of character for you. And lumping me in with Sey (as a boarder) is a bit much.

We should collab. Srs.

The King is mathematically affixed; no man has a known plan or schematic that's equipped
to throw hands, I'm Gohan; I'll throw one death stare that'll snap your femur in half with a twitch
My whole team is nabbing at the bit, I'm the touch of God as a weapon of no remorse
Leave you slumped in the yard with a queen attached to my hip while we're stepping over your corpse
Close range, the bullet's frame rate slows when the scope is aimed and leaves a hole when it's done
And as your soul escapes I'll watch it elevate at the same pace as the float off the smoke of the gun
I'll sidestep Pryde's death. Let's talk about me. Sovereign, the King, netcee's Charlie Kaufman indeed
Taking the site over, type cold I stole the deed while GoW tried to breathe coughing off the smoke of his weed
I pen gully tacks, dubbed as rap, writing better than you with something new everyday, slammed
Clear the deck, I say fuck a tap, I'll power clean a whole keg and make the brew do a Cakestand
I said; I'M TYPE COLD I...I'll...I'll a write a verse of the week spazzin', voter's a clown dude's type
I'm bipolar, I reek havoc. Both of my personas speak in third person and rhyme diameters around you like
"Pan a merk you. I'm a 4chan commercial, bezerk, seeing blue spots off of the strands of herbals
Pan is yelling at this imaginary buzzsaw, PAN CANNOT WORK YOU, so instead Pan will just use Pan's hands to hurt you
while talking to Spanish gerbils. Pan will jam his thumbs into your eyes until your glands are purple,
PAN IS CRAZY PAN JUST RHYMED WITH PUR-" "Cake is serious. Cake thinks Pryde's game is broke,
Cake will kick Pryde's wack ass with enough backlash that Pryde'll be back to the time when his typo name was dope
Cake's going to race troll. Pryde will go apeshit and all, Cake will shoot off when dude rages in typeface,
Then Cake's going to shapeshift through walls and moonwalk over Pryde's black self in Michael Jackson whiteface."
Pancake is a King, like Pancake said. You're a raging faggot going through his hype phase.

Id ask to join the ranks of that 3v3 but I dont want half the ppl involved banned so theres that

PENT WOULD BE ON MY TEAM BECAUSE ME AND PENT ARE DRUNK NETCEE'S FRIENDS.

Its true but your recent sobriety is detrimental to our collaboration

lets do it no perma ban then, me, pent and pan vs rawn, aero, nam.

Rawn that shit was tight..
Veritas i wasnt feeling ur piece at all, wtf is electroswag??. And btw all rhyme schemes are played, texting wasnt born last year fellas

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Originally Posted by PancakeBrah (Post 148999)

i just been in battle mode because of the PR tourney

you somehow made me feel bad now, you're good at what you do, pancake lol