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trap. · 01-28-2013, 07:42 PM

05-27-2002

Divine Prophet
This kids lyrics are simplistic like first grade, you stupid nerd ass cant get laid-you get played.//
ILL-FX? I'll just call "you special"(Special FX/retard joke), My spit will leave you confused like LA Confidential//
You spit dont make sense like Resident Evil's plot, your intallect is the equivalent of a 2 year old pickin snot//
Lets keep it real, you couldnt win a battle if you stapled my lips shut-your retard ass coulnt kill an emcee if he had his wrists cut//
My ryhmes will penetrate your defences like dicks in vagina's- your ryhmes are covered in shit like panty lina's//
Cause this Prophet is about to do the unthinkable predict the past, compare your battle record to other ****** and you would be in last//

ILL-F-X
I slash-kidz, blast-clips and styll manage time to get ur ass-kickd...
fast-tip, dont fuck with the man who can, after u get ur ass-ripped.

I'm the 'Divine' Lyricist, and will be the one to 'Prophesize' this...
punches a miss, dodgin your hits, im known as the pain specialist.
I specialize in hurtin yur soul, lacin acidic spits bigger than moles...
while my lyrics will leave holes that'll eventually take its death toll.
A lyrical-boxer, step in the ring and let me begin this lyrical bout...
i spit metaphorical punches that'll leave bad tastes in yur mouth.

Hurtin-verbally after trying to murder-me, ur bodies bruises-burgundy...
livin in obscurity, minds jumbled with insecurity cuz i burned-you-verbally.

01-28-2013, 07:42 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Divine Prophet vs iLL-F-X 05-27-2002 Divine Prophet This kids lyrics are simplistic like first grade, you stupid nerd ass cant get laid-you get played.// ILL-FX? I'll just call "you special"(Special FX/retard joke), My spit will leave you confused like LA Confidential// You spit dont make sense like Resident Evil's plot, your intallect is the equivalent of a 2 year old pickin snot// Lets keep it real, you couldnt win a battle if you stapled my lips shut-your retard ass coulnt kill an emcee if he had his wrists cut// My ryhmes will penetrate your defences like dicks in vagina's- your ryhmes are covered in shit like panty lina's// Cause this Prophet is about to do the unthinkable predict the past, compare your battle record to other ****** and you would be in last// ILL-F-X I slash-kidz, blast-clips and styll manage time to get ur ass-kickd... fast-tip, dont fuck with the man who can, after u get ur ass-ripped. I'm the 'Divine' Lyricist, and will be the one to 'Prophesize' this... punches a miss, dodgin your hits, im known as the pain specialist. I specialize in hurtin yur soul, lacin acidic spits bigger than moles... while my lyrics will leave holes that'll eventually take its death toll. A lyrical-boxer, step in the ring and let me begin this lyrical bout... i spit metaphorical punches that'll leave bad tastes in yur mouth. Hurtin-verbally after trying to murder-me, ur bodies bruises-burgundy... livin in obscurity, minds jumbled with insecurity cuz i burned-you-verbally.