Round 1 North: Thell & Twelve vs You & Me
 

You&Me

Christ Exzubree::
Killin yah,like villagers stabbin direct in a monsta
Twist a pitchfork in your gut,like intestines is pasta
Yall a light snack in my fury,wont see em' advance
Once my deep seeded anger blossums a man eating plant
Cant even hold a gun,your to weak to try it long
Your biceps feel the burn when you flex fire arms
Balls get thrown at you fags,thats right after this
Punch your face in so hard,it resembles a catchers mitt
Seen your friendly of ways,now pretend you aint gay
Faggots swapped tongues ta express similar tastes


Rapmusic's Heart
Shallow moans, follow chrome...Thelve good to swallow domes
You wanna floss? Here...shit I'll help you pop ya collar bone
Y@M'll send you walking home, fakers are usually punished
Some say the truth hurts, so I'll be brutally honest
Bitches your square as punnet, so I'm knifing you bums
You think I'm only an idiot? I'ma strike you as dumb
To some this dunn's mean when he's burning ya worth
Ya necks are steering wheels, how bout we give ‘em a turn for the worst
Merge with the earth, my pun's sharp, never will you slump Heart
Since Sypher is the beginning, fuck it....i'ma bout to jump start
Worthless your dumb remarks, I suggest you fight us not
Cause we'll hit you hard enough to fucking crack ya writers block
Watch ya backs, this gripe is hot, the hype you got is sure to pass
I'd call Sypher broke as fuck, but Dough left a piece in his ass


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Thell & Twelve


SY:

Your nothin dudes, T & Syph will just keep on chuggin through
You’re gonna get fucked Me&You…your mama & ya cousin too
Watchin them Cadillac’s roll, even 2 Dope Jews’ll get smoked soon
Show no love, in votes, The11 & 12 get more picks than a folk tune
So drop the games, check dignity at the door, can’t block the pain
Teamed w/ the Heart of RM? Maybe you should’ve got the Brains
Just cry vexed, temper tantrums thrown when confronted w/ my text
Knew ya style was old as hell but didn’t know you were Christ’s eX?
Foolish bitcher, Sypher flips quicker than cars in twisters
And me & T will leave ya speechless like Liz Smart’s little sister
We’re surly & ditching, fags that’re girly and bitching
Cause we’re ahead of our Time like an episode of Early Edition

t2:

leave mics wrecked how'd you choose those names to write text,
malcolm bent you over the counter and you were like, christ X!!,
now it makes sense, break the teeth'n your mouth, beatin in bouts,
you better call blind date; if you want to see this evening out,
bleeding and down, cowered, you cowards shouldn't tempt me,
like las vegas, you & me has remained in the state of envy,
i'll easily bypass rapmusics heart with cruel raps,
couldnt get props as a thespian your team's named after a rule track,
i won't pull back, the cruel fact is that your writtens are feeble,
neither of you could pull off a V or a W, stripping a beatle,
predicting a sequal?, im ripping your people, bodybag's zipped up,
your career is anna nicole smith, nothin' more than a big bust