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trap. · 01-28-2013, 06:51 PM

05-24-2002

B-Boy Stretch (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=62)

Infinity
Rise to the top, remove the smog - interact with your intellect and develop a song/
I'm removing all you claim to be yours, from your dick to your fuckin front doors/
I'm above yours, battle? I'm too arrogant to form-words directed to your warm-sores/
12 lines not-nearly-enough to provide the syllables to describe my tactics when-they-erupt/
Rhyming with lyrics it's like a pattern found in the matrix/
I'm laced with, practical shit that make you lock ya self up in ya own basement/
Schizzophrenia, I got pleanty-of facts so disturbing they create devistation even when I say I'm makin'em-up/
I got rap-strategies that map-allergies into your cerebral cortex and clap-adversaries/
I'm a sack-unnecessary too exalted to accept wack-wannabe's who try stoppin-me/
Understand I'm the greatest, ideas never belated - Slappin you with 80's haircuts and you still couldn't get faded/
Sign you to Cash-Money so you got the right to act-funny, remove the tabloid press-release and still have uncharted politcal weaponry/
Last-line, blast-mine, never again act-fine beat your sculiosis till I get your back-right, see the end of the tunnel and realize it's just a flash-light/

Napalm
who-will-ruin these 2 for bitin confusion, leave then come back 'n u-still-loosin/
mass groovin? bust missles-to-ya-chest, not 50 cause just a few-kill-illusion/
whistles-blew-the-rest of crime away, stencil-through-ya-vest wit mag-hits/
throw-grenades-across-the-line, blow-ya-brains-off-ya-spine 'n admit fragments/
strangle-hit-JK, mangle-wit-AK's.. then rush JK and flood-ill-out-the-win/
stab-ya-back and grab-the-mac, bullets hit so hard ya blood-drills-out-ya-skin!!/
im'a crush-ya-parts, rush-a-dart through ya heart, 'n pull-chains-through-it/
use a dull-blade-to-hit, bunch of misfits. fallin apart, even ya skulls-made-to-split/
i provoke all, hit u so hard ya throat connects with ya jaw.. so sick i choke-gas/
scatter-the-stains-like-soak-pads, then shatter-ya-brains-like-broke-glass!!/
decapitate illusion, 'n-blow-ya-meds-then-the-beat-stamps-n-riv-ya-eye-sight/
saturate ya movin, then-throw-ya-head-in-a-street-lamp-n-give-ya-high-lights!!/

PlatinumNizzutz (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=13252)

:Illusion aka Jay Thompson:

Both you kids-are-fags...I'll battle you both for just-a-laugh
You know why you got 2 cheeks? cause i ripped your shit-in-half!

I'm gonna draft out....hit you with a fuckin round-house...
Eat you kids like brownies at a pedofiles camp-grounds...
Illy ain't playin in town....i go out of fuckin space when i spit....
Check the text on 20...my slogans underneath the 3d face of it....

Switch...

First off you both are wack....this challenge should be offered-back
Illusion might be overrated...but he always serves-Isaac!
I always make your soul burn slow....just quote me nas
beat napalm with an ounce of soaked water and a stroke of gauze

Final Rippage

Hang you from 10 foot trees....strapped with granades from neck-to-knees
Can't read? cause i swore the siggy said never to mess-with-me!

*Isaac is Infinity/B-Boy Stretch*

:PoizonusJK aka PlatinumNizzutz:

Fuck Napalm and his forced multies...stretched-rhyming ass bitch...fuck Infinity too! http://www.******.com/images/smilies/laughing.gif

Don't stress the wordplay...juss walk with me...

ruthless-ya-see dead in the drivers seat u can cruise-to-defeat...
pimp-slap this-fag wit ya lungs while u still use-em-to-breathe!...
spread-him-in-fragments we'll leave ya family dead-in-a-casket...
fuck a lunch u walkin to school wit ya mom's head-in-a-basket!...
we'll blast-gays smash this fag's-face with these glass-paynes...
or burn u alive, n use ya wife's hollowed skull for the ash-tray!...
slash-emcees-abdomens when erratic rap casualties-happenin...
cuz this niggaz so stupid he'd bite off the cat-that-he's-battlin!...
when guns-speak i'll be blunt-G...yu two could never touch-me...
bungee jump with ur spinal cord n go fishin in ya blood-stream...
fuck ya wordplay, i'll shorten ya stretched-lines with a tec-nine...
u two are stuck at the crossroads...shit i just ran the red-light!...

01-28-2013, 06:51 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Infinity & Napalm vs Illusion & PoizonusJK 05-24-2002 B-Boy Stretch (http://www.****.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=62) Infinity Rise to the top, remove the smog - interact with your intellect and develop a song/ I'm removing all you claim to be yours, from your dick to your fuckin front doors/ I'm above yours, battle? I'm too arrogant to form-words directed to your warm-sores/ 12 lines not-nearly-enough to provide the syllables to describe my tactics when-they-erupt/ Rhyming with lyrics it's like a pattern found in the matrix/ I'm laced with, practical shit that make you lock ya self up in ya own basement/ Schizzophrenia, I got pleanty-of facts so disturbing they create devistation even when I say I'm makin'em-up/ I got rap-strategies that map-allergies into your cerebral cortex and clap-adversaries/ I'm a sack-unnecessary too exalted to accept wack-wannabe's who try stoppin-me/ Understand I'm the greatest, ideas never belated - Slappin you with 80's haircuts and you still couldn't get faded/ Sign you to Cash-Money so you got the right to act-funny, remove the tabloid press-release and still have uncharted politcal weaponry/ Last-line, blast-mine, never again act-fine beat your sculiosis till I get your back-right, see the end of the tunnel and realize it's just a flash-light/ Napalm who-will-ruin these 2 for bitin confusion, leave then come back 'n u-still-loosin/ mass groovin? bust missles-to-ya-chest, not 50 cause just a few-kill-illusion/ whistles-blew-the-rest of crime away, stencil-through-ya-vest wit mag-hits/ throw-grenades-across-the-line, blow-ya-brains-off-ya-spine 'n admit fragments/ strangle-hit-JK, mangle-wit-AK's.. then rush JK and flood-ill-out-the-win/ stab-ya-back and grab-the-mac, bullets hit so hard ya blood-drills-out-ya-skin!!/ im'a crush-ya-parts, rush-a-dart through ya heart, 'n pull-chains-through-it/ use a dull-blade-to-hit, bunch of misfits. fallin apart, even ya skulls-made-to-split/ i provoke all, hit u so hard ya throat connects with ya jaw.. so sick i choke-gas/ scatter-the-stains-like-soak-pads, then shatter-ya-brains-like-broke-glass!!/ decapitate illusion, 'n-blow-ya-meds-then-the-beat-stamps-n-riv-ya-eye-sight/ saturate ya movin, then-throw-ya-head-in-a-street-lamp-n-give-ya-high-lights!!/ PlatinumNizzutz (http://www.***.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=13252) :Illusion aka Jay Thompson: Both you kids-are-fags...I'll battle you both for just-a-laugh You know why you got 2 cheeks? cause i ripped your shit-in-half! I'm gonna draft out....hit you with a fuckin round-house... Eat you kids like brownies at a pedofiles camp-grounds... Illy ain't playin in town....i go out of fuckin space when i spit.... Check the text on 20...my slogans underneath the 3d face of it.... Switch... First off you both are wack....this challenge should be offered-back Illusion might be overrated...but he always serves-Isaac! I always make your soul burn slow....just quote me nas beat napalm with an ounce of soaked water and a stroke of gauze Final Rippage Hang you from 10 foot trees....strapped with granades from neck-to-knees Can't read? cause i swore the siggy said never to mess-with-me! Isaac is Infinity/B-Boy Stretch* :PoizonusJK aka PlatinumNizzutz: Fuck Napalm and his forced multies...stretched-rhyming ass bitch...fuck Infinity too! http://www.******.com/images/smilies/laughing.gif Don't stress the wordplay...juss walk with me... ruthless-ya-see dead in the drivers seat u can cruise-to-defeat... pimp-slap this-fag wit ya lungs while u still use-em-to-breathe!... spread-him-in-fragments we'll leave ya family dead-in-a-casket... fuck a lunch u walkin to school wit ya mom's head-in-a-basket!... we'll blast-gays smash this fag's-face with these glass-paynes... or burn u alive, n use ya wife's hollowed skull for the ash-tray!... slash-emcees-abdomens when erratic rap casualties-happenin... cuz this niggaz so stupid he'd bite off the cat-that-he's-battlin!... when guns-speak i'll be blunt-G...yu two could never touch-me... bungee jump with ur spinal cord n go fishin in ya blood-stream... fuck ya wordplay, i'll shorten ya stretched-lines with a tec-nine... u two are stuck at the crossroads...shit i just ran the red-light!...