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Answer · 04-30-2020, 09:19 AM

The Almighty Quota Family Presents: The Ascension
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......a crowd gathers around caskets to pay there respects..
then suddenly a voice ushers n raises the dead!

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People Really Think I'm Washed Up, Don't They? Heh...Motherfuckas Just Don't Know...
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... Fuck This Shit, Lemme At 'Em
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..You Could Put Your Whole Army Against My Team And I Guarantee You It'll Be Your Very Last Time Breathin..

Check ya ears, I know you hearin me, homie...Quota's really the only crew left here that's controlling...The others are all wack or average, I ain't feelin you phonies....Yall like 'DIET COKE AT MCDONALDS'....'FOR APPEARANCES ONLY'...!!! (heh..it's true)
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I'm sick and tired of you faggots...always smilin and laughin...I'ma keep you under watch the next time you come at me...I promise, fuck a death threat, I'ma find me a dagger...and "CUT THIS DICKHEAD OFF" like "WRECKLESS DRIVIN IN TRAFFIC"...!!!
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Ya crew is weak, point blank period, who are we? the best to ever do a free...Fuckin with us? Lemme change my language for you computer geeks...One battle and I could "SIGN, OFF YA LIFE" quicker than "DEAF TRANSLATIONS" given at "EULOGIES"...!!! (Holy Shit)

..I'll Rock You In Your Face And Stab Your Brain With Your Nosebone..

We parasites, Quota's cancerous to dykes...Do you really dare to fight? You'll get handled with a knife...You wanna battle me? 'Ya Bluffin' I'll 'Pull Ya Card', and brand you with a mic...I'll make ya 'HEART FOLD UNDER PRESSURE' and really 'GAMBLE WITH YA LIFE'...!!!
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Let's hold a poll, who thinks we're the best? who doesn't? Now; those who don't say Quota's the best - Can't touch 'em...Motherfuckas wanna talk bad? then Fuck 'Em...We "OVERSEA THE COMPETITION" as if U.S. started "DEPORTING MUSLIMS"...!!!
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we got a score to settle for whoever thinks that they're on top...We'll leave every other crew dead with just ONE shot...'CALL DR. KEVORKIAN' We'll Do This Without The Gunshots..."WE'LL HOOK YOU UP TO THE THANATRON" and "KILL YOU WITH ONE DROP"...!!! (Oh shit...)

..you all alone in these streets, cousin, every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'..

I'm Sick Of These Wannabes, Sick Of These Wack Pests...Yall Ain't Even Crews No More So We're The Last Left...Find Any Forum - Ask em "Who's The Best?"..."THE INTERNET WILL DIRECT YOU TO US" like MAPQUEST...!!!
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PG? Don't even bother fuckin with us, it'll save effort...One by one - we'll murder and take members...We'll have PG TURN UP MISSIN in plain weather...and have 'THE WHOLE BUILDIN SEARCHIN FOR GLITCH' like 'GAME TESTERS'...!!!
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Biyaaaa...Ain't no crew on the site can defeat us...Fuck FAI, too...yall wack faggots can't see us...One second, your death'll be keyed up...Simple and plain: if i ever "FLOWED A-CENTRIC ILLNESS" - it'd mean i have "DIAHREA"...!!!

..keep them shook crews runnin' like they supposed to, they come around but they never come close to..
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EH don't want it with us...we got 'em shook dog...we'll easily take the cake in competition like cook offs...Heh; fareal though you dont want it with us, you even look soft...In a battle? we'd leave 'em "GOIN DOWN" - "IN FLAMES" like "YOUNG JOC" did a performance at WOODSTOCK...!!!

And Finally:
Nth Apex, tell em to come at me I'm darin em...I could pick apart yall fags by myself and wear em thin...I'll make your 'WHOLE CREW GO UNDER' - 'leave ya faces red' as i'm tearin em...Quota will INTERRUPT YA PHONE SIGNALS TO 900 NUMBERS' and really catch 'em 'BREAKIN UP' IN A 'STATE OF EMBARASSMENT'...!!! (R.I.P. NA)

..now, take these words home and think it through or the next rhyme I write might be about you..

...Spoken

From the Gate quotas' been hittin ya with that mystic force
my fist'll rip clean through ya lips with un realistic torque
with the quill ill write ya life off
aint no love when im ready to grub
Spoke'll bottom line ya existance simultaneously clenchin a fork!!
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We're the realest team got our rep by rippin spleens
while yall thirst for love
so much ya end up suckin nuts till pubics fuckin split ya teeth
shit we thirst for blood
so bad we made yall text heads nobodies and licked the guilotine!
we got mean devils on each level that'll reach out and bash ya shit
we masterd this yall other niggas aint master shit...
when yall drop lines yall gas the shit
you could see the whole crew connected ass to dick
all yall spittin the same scripts scared to stand out desperate
to fit in with fam
while we sit back n push the envelope faster than a get rich quick scam
what urks me is guys that dont know that there the weakest link
whats the hell with that
Only reason APEX said Welcome Phan
is simple..he wasnt intangible crew forum was in need of a welcome mat!!
that just my views maybe thats not true but its the only thing that makes since kid
look at ur self sorrounded with illness yet still struggling to get reconigition!
get ya team we can get it poppin my crew'll blaze ya friends
heard a sucka say he robbed me for my couch fuck i dont need
a seat to aid me man
for my support ill just sit on the net the rest my life like Damien!
with a red rag in my back pocket net banging in chat rooms
if only his enemies knew they was griping with some low life fat dude
frontin to be hard even though he knows he's lame
like Jimmy Connors talkin tough "over the net"cuz he aint
ever gotta show his face!
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for the record quit ya boastin on ya lil e-feats
who cares being nice in text dont make u ne greater
this fuckin kid acts as if hes bigger than life
but the only thing hes larger than is his fuckin refrigerator!!
(pics dont lie) matterfact they speak a thousands truths
and ironically everything that pic has to says about u involves some food!
next time take a portrait next to the love of ya life
so we all can get a glimpse of what ya lab top looks like!
how the fuck u a blood? when u in the crib searchin for pre-writtens postponin battles to Buy Time
shells hittin the floor the ammo flys by while the real bloods out gettin shot the fuck up in drive-bys!
just be ya self why lie?...either walk the shit u talk or rest ya foot unless u shook!!
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mobb deep said it best cuz aint no such thing as half way crooks!!

not to continue beating a horse thats dead kid
but the run on verses aint my fault dawg..
this faggots back spreads so wide my sentence stretches!!
i know yall peepin the red flag shakin ya head like damn
Damiens sendin his fellow net geeks the wrong message
but im lookin at the same shit thinkin" this dude is fat as fuck
and how the hell he get those designs on that bedspread!!
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to make along story short QUOTA just cant be fucked with
because when the heat is on yall be scare to bust it
while we push yall further down the fuckin barrell similar to
confederate soldiers handling muskets...

...Ubsurd

Quota Stepped from the Haze as fires burn that we Set a blaze…
Burned The Crops and Raised your Styles…
N The Cats we Run Wit Fathered Text…So U can Say They Made Your Files in a Store with Folders in isles….
N u Cats Think The Better You are with a score of Bolder Styles…and Italicized Raps…
Yit Jumped Ship With The Average Guys Crap…Drafted Vulgars Style…Followed in footsteps and Shadowed a Beast…
But In actuality Stepping From The Shade Was His Down Fall…
We’ve Dug His Grave Now HE Needs To Take His Place Like Ground Hogs….
As I Fall Back in My Place…
Take The Pen to The Paper and make pictures with Words…As Spoken Speaks Our Scriptures are heard…
Logic Answa Masta N Phonix…
Kept The Minds Movin….Progressed though Vets…And Kept Our Grind Proven…. N u Think are times movin…
It’s a Matter of opinion…You Young cats Don’t Introduce A Single Creative Cell…Except Your Paintings in Jail….
Rip The Spine and outline the body with paper…
A Step Back or Lateral Play…Toss Back the Concept Till The Wording is Perfected in Grammatical ways….
Outsiders Feel Flattered to Stay….
Only the Best Survive….Thats Why From the Start I Chose to test u guys…
Ive never bitten or caught a Ghost on my Back…The Purities Given...I Flow Through the Cracks of life…
Run Clean Like Fresh Water Springs In The absent Night….
An At Last Im Like

…I’m Past The Spite…No More Bitterness in Loss….For It’s a Lasting Fight….
A Struggle For the Best…Writings Critiqued and Juggled To Press…
a Lonely Fingertip Across The Crest….
Of Salvation only to receive a Head nod and occasional Salutations….
But I’ve Made My Mark Whether the Weather Changes my Sharp Minds Pedestal…
I’ve Reached out For Help like Part time Medical…..
Nothing Showed…
So I Rose a Style n Path Where nothing was chose….
Walking Bare Down a Hallway With Nothing For Clothes….
Bare Back….
I crawled From Under The Pile….And Sprawled Down The Isle…Sought a Light at the End Of the Tunnel…
I Stare Back…
But No Cliché in depth…
When You Die Ill Replay your Death….
You See I say its next….

A Resurrection of One….
Ubs Back At The Sport….With an Axe n a Fork….I laugh at the thought….
…of your Acting Sort…..Nuthins Been Given….I took what I got….
They Smothered my living.....
n I Looked to the Top….
Let you Screws Get outta Line Like Crooked Shops…..
Then I Replace Mans Slam a Straight hole wit Nails….
I Break Hands…Hammer Ya Fingers Till The Flesh Mats And Takes Strands….
Away From Ya Tips….
N I take the Word Bland away from Ya Lips….

...Lyrikal Mastamind

Allow Me To Re~Introduce My Self They Call Me L 2 The Ezzz M

Ima Bold Medalist Cold Specialest So I'f Hoes Meddle With Quota, The Whole FellowShip Load Up,
Clips From The Bottom To The Ceiling,You Tresspassing On Private Property So Most These Lames getting Escorted Outta The Building,
'The Foulest' Revealing, If Ya'll Got So Much 'Balls', Its About Time You Take 'A Strike At Me',
An I Aint Gotta Have An Issue To Whipe My Ass With T(wentyx from nth apex),
So Actually i Gradually Grab Da Heat, Pass It To Dot N Logic, Jab Ya Teeth Im Cutting Edge Stab Ya Feet,
Im Massive My Posture Polished, What Happing B, You Staggering Its Havoc These Boy's Demolished,
So Happily Im 'Glad' You Just 'Trash' To Me...

...Phobia

Alright....enough with the kiddie shit...

This is bound to get wild - Kid's are fuckin' jokes 'n I'm clownin' they style
Phob's like a Murderous River Guide...Lettin' My Victims Drown In De-Nile
Puttin' it down in a file...I was here long before these so called vets..
The best? Even before FAI 'n ya'll washed up sets
I Popped The League Raving as it started...only 3 wins before I Rolled On X
Don't hold ya breath...I said ya'll wack so if the shoe fits, wear it
Trust the hits'll split hairs 'n...
When they connect, you'll be Feelin' Dead Inside like Mothers Havin' A Miscarriage!

.....You really thought I was tryin'.....?

To hell with the hype bruh...I'm tellin' ya I swell ya if ya fight us
Ya not the brightest..
Strats got More Balls talkin' shit to me then Men With Elephantitus
I can tell that ya frightened - Phob'll throw some blows that'll rock ya midsection
Kid just get to steppin'..
Yo Glock, Just ONE SHOT will have ya Face Stuck like A Botox Injection!
Now who's badder? - Ya'll Flames Gone In A Huff as if I Blew Candles
I'm gonna school bastards..
Startin' with Yit who Loves The Dick so much, he went PG After Saeed Raped His Ass in the Crew Battle
Phob'll get rid of Nine (Nth)...Hand Apex a Clock, I only need to Give It Time
Cuz with just this little rhyme -
I showed ya'll how NA's At The End Of Their Run like Sprinters Crossing The Finish Line!
There's nothin' that Phob hasn't been thru, I know this lesson'll wreck you
My flows a weapon of death too...
Annihilating Targets From Existance - Just look at FA..even your Own Members doesn't Rep You :wink:
Now I wont forget too that ya'll be quick to hate because I dissed you and then your gonna talk shit
I'm puttin' the nail in the coffin...
Because No Matter What Ya'll Do you can't even Follow In My Footsteps - Let Alone Fill The Shoes I Walk In....bitch.

If that was only the end....haha

It's Quota.. We blaze chonic, mics 'n anything inside our reach
Masters of the craft, every line we speak is knowledge with rhymes we teach
Because each of the last standin' family remains proud 'n manned up
Goin' out with Style instead of followin' ya'll lookin' Face Down 'n Ass Up
Kid's actin' like some straight up bitches, you above me? Yeah OK... NOT!
Drive a steamroller over your Field Of Dreams since your the 'Cream Of The Crop'
Hah, I only warned ya once...don't get me started cuz yo, you won't like it
Pathetic when you can't think of a rhyme on your own Kin, so you go bite it....
Come on man, try to defend it but then your reputation caught up 'n found us
Leavin' you like a Midget Undertaker that Dug A Hole It Can't Get Out Of....damn.

...Logic_4Dub
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...suprise.....
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...Listen...
Crews are in denile -..as we’ve grown fat from remnants amongst our dinner pile
cause with a ‘Touching Rendition your stopped short of maturity’
as Quota plays Freeze Tag with your Inner Child
You’ll fail the net - were quick ta e-race profile, those thats Labeled a Threat
still never hailed n yet... not even ‘Perfekt met the Quota’
just imagine God seeing Christ as a Failed Attempt
Quotas come to dead your emotions - fakes - we’ve been sent to expose them
so if any questions empose then:
i‘ll strike you with the Shrapnel from a Gl!tch - without an accidental explosion
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.....aight enough of this calm shit...ha
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....*smirks*.....
Your never bestin me - i'll say it again - n put it in parentheses
cause - Nobodys Fuckin with Logic
like a psycho-analysis of Sexual Tendencies ...in the 70's
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...haha....madd mardigan returns...
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Quota just came ta’ smash - Yit Jumped Ship? - fuck it, i‘ll rape his ass
...you aint ill - it takes pizzaz - using dudes we ‘dismantled as armor’?
we‘ll... i’ll Finish Off Anyone...without Starvation & a ‘Plate of Scraps’
Dont try to play me on the subject -..i know we were neither fading or combustin
but guess what kid -.. were still a Cut Above our Losses
without ‘Gettin a C Section after a Labia Reduction’
Now watch me Erase the horseshit - XV dissed me only cause he’s Fake n Borin
but i’ll just reinact your post responses
n give you Props for Nuthin - without throwin a Free Onstage Performance
Your punchlines i'll clean up - JeezUs - somebody help this dude ta’ Re-Up
you aint quite what you Used to be bruh’
cause truth be told - X dont get the half...as if he ‘Signed a Pre-Nup’
I‘ve belittled you vets -..n since Tense wanna mention my name in a riddle of text
i’ll show Po what happens when shit’ll connect
cause your ‘NO.1’ - yeah -..but only in the Literal Sense .....(no-one)
Man - i’m sick of Beamin you fake kids - but forever i’ll be leavin you wasted
cause i can ‘Take a Year Off - and still be one of the illest’
like an ‘Aids Patient recieving a Face Lift’
Your basic - ..when the disses surround you - see how nobodys diggin ya style too
cause the Bulk of you dudes is Garbage
like measuring the Homeless’ Nutrional Values
shit’.. you goofs aint writin ta me - ..ya more like a lifeless disease
n dont even mention Perfektion
cause Right knows whats Up - without ‘Turnin 90 Degrees’
(rite)
Treat you vets miserably -..visually..- nah, fuck that - i text Symphonys
if i ever get robbed, just check history
cause honestly what has Dame stolen?.... except Victories
Your rappin’ll straight cease - truth is - you were Ass when you faced me
never graspin a break see....
cause only time you gettin ‘Logic in a Hold Up’...is catchin a Brain Freeze
See..any talk’ll get smashed -..cause its over Once the squad is ammased
n i leave you - lookin like you been through the Trenches
as you walk away from the battle in an ‘Oxygen mask’
Look...ima leave the whole board enthralled - basically - You've got no hope at all
against me your bound to choke..
like entering an eating contest with a broken jaw
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....*thus*.....
Quotas forever been the illest breed... the Philistines
knockin everyone you Dug-Out... on a Field of Dreams
Name who else could fill a scene - with killa themes
then pen a manuscript so deep - you can feel our inner being
Were the Philosophical Guild of Thebes... the Shield of Greece
who grip Heaven above our heads right by its Pillar Beams
We walk amongst the shadows, where children scream, the village fiends
that grip death by its throat and squeeze it.. until it bleeds
so go’head n build a Team - conceal its schemes
cause when the truth comes out, the bill will read:
QUOTAS STILL THE REALEST SEEN

Tears drop as the final spirit raises his head then
looks towards the clowds and faces ascension
_________Casket Closes______________

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04-30-2020, 09:19 AM	#2
Answer He / Him / His Join Date: Oct 2013 Posts: 1,703 Battle Record: 20-1 Champed - Summer Classic IX - Netcees Battle League - Fight night 15 Rep Power: 14633673	The Almighty Quota Family Presents: The Ascension . . . ......a crowd gathers around caskets to pay there respects.. then suddenly a voice ushers n raises the dead! *Answer:* People Really Think I'm Washed Up, Don't They? Heh...Motherfuckas Just Don't Know... . .. ... Fuck This Shit, Lemme At 'Em .. . *..You Could Put Your Whole Army Against My Team And I Guarantee You It'll Be Your Very Last Time Breathin..* Check ya ears, I know you hearin me, homie...Quota's really the only crew left here that's controlling...The others are all wack or average, I ain't feelin you phonies....Yall like 'DIET COKE AT MCDONALDS'....'FOR APPEARANCES ONLY'...!!! (heh..it's true) .. I'm sick and tired of you faggots...always smilin and laughin...I'ma keep you under watch the next time you come at me...I promise, fuck a death threat, I'ma find me a dagger...and "CUT THIS DICKHEAD OFF" like "WRECKLESS DRIVIN IN TRAFFIC"...!!! .. Ya crew is weak, point blank period, who are we? the best to ever do a free...Fuckin with us? Lemme change my language for you computer geeks...One battle and I could "SIGN, OFF YA LIFE" quicker than "DEAF TRANSLATIONS" given at "EULOGIES"...!!! (Holy Shit) *..I'll Rock You In Your Face And Stab Your Brain With Your Nosebone..* We parasites, Quota's cancerous to dykes...Do you really dare to fight? You'll get handled with a knife...You wanna battle me? 'Ya Bluffin' I'll 'Pull Ya Card', and brand you with a mic...I'll make ya 'HEART FOLD UNDER PRESSURE' and really 'GAMBLE WITH YA LIFE'...!!! .. Let's hold a poll, who thinks we're the best? who doesn't? Now; those who don't say Quota's the best - Can't touch 'em...Motherfuckas wanna talk bad? then Fuck 'Em...We "OVERSEA THE COMPETITION" as if U.S. started "DEPORTING MUSLIMS"...!!! .. we got a score to settle for whoever thinks that they're on top...We'll leave every other crew dead with just ONE shot...'CALL DR. KEVORKIAN' We'll Do This Without The Gunshots..."WE'LL HOOK YOU UP TO THE THANATRON" and "KILL YOU WITH ONE DROP"...!!! (Oh shit...) *..you all alone in these streets, cousin, every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'..* I'm Sick Of These Wannabes, Sick Of These Wack Pests...Yall Ain't Even Crews No More So We're The Last Left...Find Any Forum - Ask em "Who's The Best?"..."THE INTERNET WILL DIRECT YOU TO US" like MAPQUEST...!!! .. PG? Don't even bother fuckin with us, it'll save effort...One by one - we'll murder and take members...We'll have PG TURN UP MISSIN in plain weather...and have 'THE WHOLE BUILDIN SEARCHIN FOR GLITCH' like 'GAME TESTERS'...!!! .. Biyaaaa...Ain't no crew on the site can defeat us...Fuck FAI, too...yall wack faggots can't see us...One second, your death'll be keyed up...Simple and plain: if i ever "FLOWED A-CENTRIC ILLNESS" - it'd mean i have "DIAHREA"...!!! *..keep them shook crews runnin' like they supposed to, they come around but they never come close to..* .. EH don't want it with us...we got 'em shook dog...we'll easily take the cake in competition like cook offs...Heh; fareal though you dont want it with us, you even look soft...In a battle? we'd leave 'em "GOIN DOWN" - "IN FLAMES" like "YOUNG JOC" did a performance at WOODSTOCK...!!! And Finally: Nth Apex, tell em to come at me I'm darin em...I could pick apart yall fags by myself and wear em thin...I'll make your 'WHOLE CREW GO UNDER' - 'leave ya faces red' as i'm tearin em...Quota will INTERRUPT YA PHONE SIGNALS TO 900 NUMBERS' and really catch 'em 'BREAKIN UP' IN A 'STATE OF EMBARASSMENT'...!!! (R.I.P. NA) *..now, take these words home and think it through or the next rhyme I write might be about you..* ...Spoken From the Gate quotas' been hittin ya with that mystic force my fist'll rip clean through ya lips with un realistic torque with the quill ill write ya life off aint no love when im ready to grub Spoke'll bottom line ya existance simultaneously clenchin a fork!! . . . . We're the realest team got our rep by rippin spleens while yall thirst for love so much ya end up suckin nuts till pubics fuckin split ya teeth shit we thirst for blood so bad we made yall text heads nobodies and licked the guilotine! we got mean devils on each level that'll reach out and bash ya shit we masterd this yall other niggas aint master shit... when yall drop lines yall gas the shit you could see the whole crew connected ass to dick all yall spittin the same scripts scared to stand out desperate to fit in with fam while we sit back n push the envelope faster than a get rich quick scam what urks me is guys that dont know that there the weakest link whats the hell with that Only reason APEX said Welcome Phan is simple..he wasnt intangible crew forum was in need of a welcome mat!! that just my views maybe thats not true but its the only thing that makes since kid look at ur self sorrounded with illness yet still struggling to get reconigition! get ya team we can get it poppin my crew'll blaze ya friends heard a sucka say he robbed me for my couch fuck i dont need a seat to aid me man for my support ill just sit on the net the rest my life like Damien! with a red rag in my back pocket net banging in chat rooms if only his enemies knew they was griping with some low life fat dude frontin to be hard even though he knows he's lame like Jimmy Connors talkin tough "over the net"cuz he aint ever gotta show his face! . . . . . . for the record quit ya boastin on ya lil e-feats who cares being nice in text dont make u ne greater this fuckin kid acts as if hes bigger than life but the only thing hes larger than is his fuckin refrigerator!! (pics dont lie) matterfact they speak a thousands truths and ironically everything that pic has to says about u involves some food! next time take a portrait next to the love of ya life so we all can get a glimpse of what ya lab top looks like! how the fuck u a blood? when u in the crib searchin for pre-writtens postponin battles to Buy Time shells hittin the floor the ammo flys by while the real bloods out gettin shot the fuck up in drive-bys! just be ya self why lie?...either walk the shit u talk or rest ya foot unless u shook!! . . . . . mobb deep said it best cuz aint no such thing as half way crooks!! not to continue beating a horse thats dead kid but the run on verses aint my fault dawg.. this faggots back spreads so wide my sentence stretches!! i know yall peepin the red flag shakin ya head like damn Damiens sendin his fellow net geeks the wrong message but im lookin at the same shit thinkin" this dude is fat as fuck and how the hell he get those designs on that bedspread!! . . . . to make along story short QUOTA just cant be fucked with because when the heat is on yall be scare to bust it while we push yall further down the fuckin barrell similar to confederate soldiers handling muskets... ...Ubsurd Quota Stepped from the Haze as fires burn that we Set a blaze… Burned The Crops and Raised your Styles… N The Cats we Run Wit Fathered Text…So U can Say They Made Your Files in a Store with Folders in isles…. N u Cats Think The Better You are with a score of Bolder Styles…and Italicized Raps… Yit Jumped Ship With The Average Guys Crap…Drafted Vulgars Style…Followed in footsteps and Shadowed a Beast… But In actuality Stepping From The Shade Was His Down Fall… We’ve Dug His Grave Now HE Needs To Take His Place Like Ground Hogs…. As I Fall Back in My Place… Take The Pen to The Paper and make pictures with Words…As Spoken Speaks Our Scriptures are heard… Logic Answa Masta N Phonix… Kept The Minds Movin….Progressed though Vets…And Kept Our Grind Proven…. N u Think are times movin… It’s a Matter of opinion…You Young cats Don’t Introduce A Single Creative Cell…Except Your Paintings in Jail…. Rip The Spine and outline the body with paper… A Step Back or Lateral Play…Toss Back the Concept Till The Wording is Perfected in Grammatical ways…. Outsiders Feel Flattered to Stay…. Only the Best Survive….Thats Why From the Start I Chose to test u guys… Ive never bitten or caught a Ghost on my Back…The Purities Given...I Flow Through the Cracks of life… Run Clean Like Fresh Water Springs In The absent Night…. An At Last Im Like …I’m Past The Spite…No More Bitterness in Loss….For It’s a Lasting Fight…. A Struggle For the Best…Writings Critiqued and Juggled To Press… a Lonely Fingertip Across The Crest…. Of Salvation only to receive a Head nod and occasional Salutations…. But I’ve Made My Mark Whether the Weather Changes my Sharp Minds Pedestal… I’ve Reached out For Help like Part time Medical….. Nothing Showed… So I Rose a Style n Path Where nothing was chose…. Walking Bare Down a Hallway With Nothing For Clothes…. Bare Back…. I crawled From Under The Pile….And Sprawled Down The Isle…Sought a Light at the End Of the Tunnel… I Stare Back… But No Cliché in depth… When You Die Ill Replay your Death…. You See I say its next…. A Resurrection of One…. Ubs Back At The Sport….With an Axe n a Fork….I laugh at the thought…. …of your Acting Sort…..Nuthins Been Given….I took what I got…. They Smothered my living..... n I Looked to the Top…. Let you Screws Get outta Line Like Crooked Shops….. Then I Replace Mans Slam a Straight hole wit Nails…. I Break Hands…Hammer Ya Fingers Till The Flesh Mats And Takes Strands…. Away From Ya Tips…. N I take the Word Bland away from Ya Lips…. ...Lyrikal Mastamind Allow Me To Re~Introduce My Self They Call Me L 2 The Ezzz M Ima Bold Medalist Cold Specialest So I'f Hoes Meddle With Quota, The Whole FellowShip Load Up, Clips From The Bottom To The Ceiling,You Tresspassing On Private Property So Most These Lames getting Escorted Outta The Building, 'The Foulest' Revealing, If Ya'll Got So Much 'Balls', Its About Time You Take 'A Strike At Me', An I Aint Gotta Have An Issue To Whipe My Ass With T(wentyx from nth apex), So Actually i Gradually Grab Da Heat, Pass It To Dot N Logic, Jab Ya Teeth Im Cutting Edge Stab Ya Feet, Im Massive My Posture Polished, What Happing B, You Staggering Its Havoc These Boy's Demolished, So Happily Im 'Glad' You Just 'Trash' To Me... ...Phobia Alright....enough with the kiddie shit... This is bound to get wild - Kid's are fuckin' jokes 'n I'm clownin' they style Phob's like a Murderous River Guide...Lettin' My Victims Drown In De-Nile Puttin' it down in a file...I was here long before these so called vets.. The best? Even before FAI 'n ya'll washed up sets I Popped The League Raving as it started...only 3 wins before I Rolled On X Don't hold ya breath...I said ya'll wack so if the shoe fits, wear it Trust the hits'll split hairs 'n... When they connect, you'll be Feelin' Dead Inside like Mothers Havin' A Miscarriage! *.....You really thought I was tryin'.....?* To hell with the hype bruh...I'm tellin' ya I swell ya if ya fight us Ya not the brightest.. Strats got More Balls talkin' shit to me then Men With Elephantitus I can tell that ya frightened - Phob'll throw some blows that'll rock ya midsection Kid just get to steppin'.. Yo Glock, Just ONE SHOT will have ya Face Stuck like A Botox Injection! Now who's badder? - Ya'll Flames Gone In A Huff as if I Blew Candles I'm gonna school bastards.. Startin' with Yit who Loves The Dick so much, he went PG After Saeed Raped His Ass in the Crew Battle Phob'll get rid of Nine (Nth)...Hand Apex a Clock, I only need to Give It Time Cuz with just this little rhyme - I showed ya'll how NA's At The End Of Their Run like Sprinters Crossing The Finish Line! There's nothin' that Phob hasn't been thru, I know this lesson'll wreck you My flows a weapon of death too... Annihilating Targets From Existance - Just look at FA..even your Own Members doesn't Rep You :wink: Now I wont forget too that ya'll be quick to hate because I dissed you and then your gonna talk shit I'm puttin' the nail in the coffin... Because No Matter What Ya'll Do you can't even Follow In My Footsteps - Let Alone Fill The Shoes I Walk In....bitch. If that was only the end....haha It's Quota.. We blaze chonic, mics 'n anything inside our reach Masters of the craft, every line we speak is knowledge with rhymes we teach Because each of the last standin' family remains proud 'n manned up Goin' out with Style instead of followin' ya'll lookin' Face Down 'n Ass Up Kid's actin' like some straight up bitches, you above me? Yeah OK... NOT! Drive a steamroller over your Field Of Dreams since your the 'Cream Of The Crop' Hah, I only warned ya once...don't get me started cuz yo, you won't like it Pathetic when you can't think of a rhyme on your own Kin, so you go bite it.... Come on man, try to defend it but then your reputation caught up 'n found us Leavin' you like a Midget Undertaker that Dug A Hole It Can't Get Out Of....damn. ...Logic_4Dub :idea: ...suprise..... . . ...Listen... Crews are in denile -..as we’ve grown fat from remnants amongst our dinner pile cause with a ‘Touching Rendition your stopped short of maturity’ as Quota plays Freeze Tag with your Inner Child You’ll fail the net - were quick ta e-race profile, those thats Labeled a Threat still never hailed n yet... not even ‘Perfekt met the Quota’ just imagine God seeing Christ as a Failed Attempt Quotas come to dead your emotions - fakes - we’ve been sent to expose them so if any questions empose then: i‘ll strike you with the Shrapnel from a Gl!tch - without an accidental explosion . . .....aight enough of this calm shit...ha . . ....smirks..... Your never bestin me - i'll say it again - n put it in parentheses cause - Nobodys Fuckin with Logic like a psycho-analysis of Sexual Tendencies ...in the 70's . . ...haha....madd mardigan returns... . Quota just came ta’ smash - Yit Jumped Ship? - fuck it, i‘ll rape his ass ...you aint ill - it takes pizzaz - using dudes we ‘dismantled as armor’? we‘ll... i’ll Finish Off Anyone...without Starvation & a ‘Plate of Scraps’ Dont try to play me on the subject -..i know we were neither fading or combustin but guess what kid -.. were still a Cut Above our Losses without ‘Gettin a C Section after a Labia Reduction’ Now watch me Erase the horseshit - XV dissed me only cause he’s Fake n Borin but i’ll just reinact your post responses n give you Props for Nuthin - without throwin a Free Onstage Performance Your punchlines i'll clean up - JeezUs - somebody help this dude ta’ Re-Up you aint quite what you Used to be bruh’ cause truth be told - X dont get the half...as if he ‘Signed a Pre-Nup’ I‘ve belittled you vets -..n since Tense wanna mention my name in a riddle of text i’ll show Po what happens when shit’ll connect cause your ‘NO.1’ - yeah -..but only in the Literal Sense .....(no-one) Man - i’m sick of Beamin you fake kids - but forever i’ll be leavin you wasted cause i can ‘Take a Year Off - and still be one of the illest’ like an ‘Aids Patient recieving a Face Lift’ Your basic - ..when the disses surround you - see how nobodys diggin ya style too cause the Bulk of you dudes is Garbage like measuring the Homeless’ Nutrional Values shit’.. you goofs aint writin ta me - ..ya more like a lifeless disease n dont even mention Perfektion cause Right knows whats Up - without ‘Turnin 90 Degrees’ (rite) Treat you vets miserably -..visually..- nah, fuck that - i text Symphonys if i ever get robbed, just check history cause honestly what has Dame stolen?.... except Victories Your rappin’ll straight cease - truth is - you were Ass when you faced me never graspin a break see.... cause only time you gettin ‘Logic in a Hold Up’...is catchin a Brain Freeze See..any talk’ll get smashed -..cause its over Once the squad is ammased n i leave you - lookin like you been through the Trenches as you walk away from the battle in an ‘Oxygen mask’ Look...ima leave the whole board enthralled - basically - You've got no hope at all against me your bound to choke.. like entering an eating contest with a broken jaw . . ....thus..... Quotas forever been the illest breed... the Philistines knockin everyone you Dug-Out... on a Field of Dreams Name who else could fill a scene - with killa themes then pen a manuscript so deep - you can feel our inner being Were the Philosophical Guild of Thebes... the Shield of Greece who grip Heaven above our heads right by its Pillar Beams We walk amongst the shadows, where children scream, the village fiends that grip death by its throat and squeeze it.. until it bleeds so go’head n build a Team - conceal its schemes cause when the truth comes out, the bill will read: QUOTAS STILL THE REALEST SEEN Tears drop as the final spirit raises his head then looks towards the clowds and faces ascension _________Casket Closes______________ :idea: