im a battler tho.
 

I move like....a savage mortal with a dagger holstered under a tattered cloak on the back of a capricorn screamin...SOMEBODY SOUND THE BATTLE HORNS. Thro ya body to a pack of rabid labradores. I Handle the sword like matadore. U dont want war with the hands of thor ill stick a fork in ur flacid corpse and piss on the floor then trash the morgue. FUCK IT. If i ever pass the torch ud be soaked in gas and scorch. Ill go back to before ya ass was born, grab the stork & snap his neck w a grapple torque . Nexts ya moms address. Step in the door like YOU PREGNANT WHORE then empty a mac 11 in her center mass an core...or.... i could show up at her lamaze training class an put that awful slag into a boston crab then angle fast to break her legs an back an laugh while she snaps in pain as ur baby brains r smashed. WHO WAN TANGO WITH THE FACE OF DEATH? U take a step i swear to god ill take whichever appendage u favor best. U wanna battle? Cut the camera on Im flattered in feather soft cashmere while im shmammered off a medoly of demerol & craft beer. Ull get battered till i knock the gravel out ur pedigree I NEVER LOST A SCRAP HERE. ill thro ya grandma in a hammer toss, put ya family all in jeopardy then send em off w papschmeres. Ill come in ur crib an demand the remote homie. Throw up my kicks an crash on ur couch boldly.Tell one of ur kids to hand me the phone only to grab ur bitch w my hand to her throat an have her suck my dick while i call in for stromboli. PAY HOMAGE stupid. U get bodied for talkin foolish. Im doin shots of embaulmin fluid watchin mr t box in that rocky movie. Swell ya face up like babalooey then tell u to shape up an hock a loogey. Leave u in worse shape then john belushi . NO1 GETS THRU THESE GATES WITHOUT ME MOVIN. We can battle anywhere an u get whipped good ...FARFEGNUGEN...i mean anywhere...ill hop in ur whip an battle u to the car tune dog....NO MARMADUKE SHIT. U nicer then me? Itll be hard to prove it...forrest gump? U gon be the first retard to do it? Not in my house. Ill leave ur limbs in a pale of charcoal an ur brains on italian marble. GET AT ME. U wanna do this? Lets get this clear ...i glide thru the nite like a ghoulish breath of fresh air....u try to fight me w hands in here? Ill toss a knife at the chandelier...an watch u get smashed w the glass like a jewish wedding affair. We can throw down in the square of metropolis. Ive bareknuckle boxed with the hands of apocalypse and channeled the monster of scotland that they say is the lochness. SO IF U FAAGGITS GOT BEAF THEN SPEAK OR STAY IN THE CLOSET.

u got dat bareknuckle part from mekilling murda sho, good stuff lotsa random good stuff, will re-read later to pick apart ur soul jk i like ubags we frends bags.

wow, another generic netcee verse.. tell us more about ur bottled rage and insufficient penis size

jk man, but ah. sorry boss....

ur the faggot type of faggot aren't you

ur the worst type of faggots

ur one of those faggots who just does nothing but goes around posting how shit everyones posts are

fucking faggot

people keep complaining about how u r a faggot

i now see y

its cuz u r a faggot

fuck u faggot

bags

this was probably cool

didnt read it

maybe later

ur a wimp with an ego. the worst type of coward

hahaha. fun read. i like it, i like it alot

Fucking total trash... why do you write?
seriously this was trash someone take the bags out

remote and Stromboli part slayed me

Bags let's collab. You seem eager to write but this isn't it.

Were you really slayed like uncontrollable laughter or were you really just slightly amused and chuckled briefly.

This was dope though. Dexlab... im really close to fucking with your life on netcees

DexLabb continuously taps all 14 chakras of butthurt

yeah they will go changing your profile cause they lame as fuck.
don't talk shit on his lover

Dope.

Opinion this was dope, liked seeing Bags go parabarf. it wasnt highly dope, there was a couple of drop-offs in the piece that I was thinking thats not so dope, but over all it achieved a dopeness from my expectations. Dunno if I say he's a battler tho, maybe a struggler.. yeah he struggles more than he battles so I'd say he's a struggler.

Nicccce!

this was....aite.

the rhyme schemes were subpar. the imagery was on point tho
i liked it, thought it seemed like a rushed key, rambling about how
barbaric you could be. im a rhyme monger tho, so thats why i didnt
think it was "dull boy dope" as far as that goes. but, you're bags, so
everyone will either ride hard or cape for you. good shit tho, i'd like
to collab, if you could slide your condescending ego aside for hiphop

lmaoooo

What?

im a rhyme monger tho, so thats why i didnt
think it was "dull boy dope" as far as that goes. but, you're bags, so
everyone will either ride hard or cape for you. good shit tho,


problem?

I think he means the breaking up of syllables, which I agree to an extent. I didn't think this was relatively really good if you're going by a syllabic rhyme heavy affair. In a lot of instances, besides the John Belushi scheme he rhymes a lot of singular words with many syllables on them, and instances in which he rhymes more than 3 words the slants were so ridiculous they werent slants, and the so called prefix word was usually the singular rhyming one which was broken into smaller syllables in upcoming schemes, like farfagnugen, marmaduke shit, and the more prominent one to me (square in metropolis, hands of apocalypse) had of a more rhythmic flow rather than a matching syllable flow, except, very seemingly - the last word. square/hands don't have anything really to match up, that's on account of enunciation, not the cluster sounds.

@Camp Bell, I didn't say it was good. It was OK. But all it really had was rhymes.

You have no idea how to use a rhyme scheme that well.

Also, - off topic I could tell dull boy would enjoy since he likes the use of references. Basically to impress dull boy - if nobody has noticed - is to use references. Bags had A TON of them, which - made the verse that much more cut dry, and to the point. To the beer, the type of medicine used and how he used, to pop culture references. All that was coupled pretty well, the rhyming was cool too, but it wasn't anything top tier imo, the transition of topics was also pretty cool too. To impress oats you need to use literary references/techniques. To impress pancake you need to use vocabulary (might I add, smoothly yet precisely). To impress certain you need use a bit of each, but to really impress him you need to stay on topic.

so it goes
dull boy - pop references
oats - literary references
pancake - smooth wording/vocab
certain - hyper focus on topic
copypat/campbell - crazy rhyme schemes
hush/allen - wack textcee short bars
vulgar - hyper focused metaphors
dead man - crisp, short worded intertwining couplets

and thats pretty much what each writer goes for tbh. Me? I'm different. I enjoy everything and can pinpoint why you suck ass. I'm the greatest. I once met shakespeare.

I have a problem, you are wrong quite often.

Also, I am better than you.

oops sorry @Certain, I sorta jumped what you meant by your 'what.' You are right, but I think campbell at his very best can do that. but it's rare. Plus camp is way more scatterbrained (not necessarily in terms of content, but maybe discipline wise when rhyming) and bags seems to have the discipline of maintaining a manual rhythmic template in his lil noggin.

damn, didnt notice you set a battle up between us
i should pay more attention.

I read this earlier today and enjoyed it. The rhymes were good, very persistent. Although I think you sometimes carried a scheme to the point of carrying a scheme. I liked the CAPS at first but as it went on it seemed you used them to spice up spots where you lost a bit of steam.. You started stronger than you finished. At some point in reading this I found myself waiting for the next CAPPED OUT SENTENCE because they went from a punctuation to the point. You do have a nose for an original rhyme, and some of the content in this was good. Remote. The overt aggressiveness, which is enjoyable. It never let up and that made some of it's faults less noticeable. Very Bags-esque, but with an eye towards saying 'hey faggots I can still write'. That's the vibe I got from this piece. I say thanks for the read on almost every piece I feed but I mean it here. Enjoyable to read despite it's faults.

You're displaying some lasers here. Also, the point about the caps, I don't think it's where he lost a bit of steam, but moreso where he THINKS he lost a bit of steam. We about to psychoanalyze this nigga to death.