Quote:
Originally Posted by Pinot Grij
Two scoops of raisins, nik!
What are you, fuckin’ Wordplay Guevara?? You’re such a battling loser
With Kanye’s new album name, the cover should just be you sitting at your computer
Ok
While my goons outside ya house, they waitin’ with ratchets to pop ya momz
Until I give em the nod for a grisly attack like DiCaprio’s Oscar nom
Nice
You gettin’ a Cam Newton sized L when I ignite the chrome and snipe ya dome
But the only thing I’m dabbin’ is your bloodstains out the rug before ya wife gets home
Cool
And that bitch hate you - I bet you beg her for sex and probly never get head
That ho’s like Mars, cuz she’s cold and distant and there’s only a slight chance she’s ever been wet
Haha cool
You got like 9 thousand battles - who are you, fuckin’ Napoleon, nik??
Aight, then I’ma feed this llama the Dynamite, have it clappin’ atchu like that auditorium did
meh
And you talmbout I live in Kung’s shadow - like that’s somethin’ it hurts to say
Bitch, your whole country lives in the shadows, actin’ like it’s too hot to work today
haha ok
You’re such a feeble old man, I’ll stomp you within an inch of your life
My boots’ll leave a Large Print, like what you need to read with your diminishing sight
Not bad, coulda been worded better
Ya wife want my dick cuz I'm younger and more successful, I hope I'm making it clear
Her infidelity has more Natural Causes than what you're gonna die from later this year
Nah not feeling
TWO SCOOPS!
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Quote:
Originally Posted by ill nik-A
I'm like…
fine wine aged perfectly; & right now I'm not in the beef mood
tie u up & toss u in the middle of the ocean... cuz Pinot pairs well with seafood
Dope
the old man stays undefeated; punches known to trounce clowns
y'all got my ego inflated... On the solo tip jumpin’ kids like a bounce house
Nah
I should sign out; I really need competition & that’s no hate to yall
yea, u extended a hand… but u’re no help at all cuz it was just to break ur fal
cooll
this is a bloody murder; cuz my sharp blade is maulin him awful
this cracker won't be recognized... So much red & white cops calling him Waldo
Not feeling
u go to hip hop clubs to get on the dance floor & look like a cripple
bounce awkward as fuck... & on the court u have to look at the ball when u dribble
Ok
my shooting style is killer; so I know u’d bite on the first pump
It’s all about execution… put the steel on the back of ur head like a reverse dunk
Ehh
u no battler; ur style has holes in em only topical nerds carry ‘round
u tryin to fit in... cuz u the only one who hasn’t outgrown Kung's hand me downs
Sorry, don't know who this is
go to Canada to kill u; communication should give u the upper-hand
u gonna have to excuse my French… snuck-in a Mac 50 that’ll make everyone
understand
Not really feeling
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This was a dope battle and a tough one to call but I'm going with Pinot. Those Dabbin' and Grizzly attack bars were dope. Nik had Seafood and Extend a hand which were dope
to me but comparing the rest of the verses against each other, I'm feelings Pinot's more for a more entertaining read and harder quotables. Mars was another nice hit, funny too.
V/Pinot