[Dominate]

Vs Iron Barz


Forget sparking-your-science, there's absoloutley no charge-on-this-i(r)on
U cant "relate" a line to me, even though i fathered-your-style//
Carnage'll-pile when i knock-Irons-face-in, I only need a short drop-but-it's-wasted
Kid can't take a "cut" of this victory, his style is copy-and-pasting!//


Bitch got nothing but recycled-rhymes, you'll only know a "bar" when declined-from-site
It's no wonder that you look "fishy"......you've been "caught biting-lines"//
This guys-gone-white when he posts a verse, cuz his stuff is written spiritually
Elaborates when i tell him to "bite me", this kid'll take it literally//
Ripping-this-G with flying-colours, you cant even define-your-punches
Son your "rain" on here has ended, and it looks like Irons-rusted




Vs Benton Quest

I leave opponents-delirious with blows prone to be potent-and-serious
Quest's "ass can elevate" here, cuz he's "bringing up" only-the-"rear"-in-this//
I was born dope-and-adhered-wit-it, shiiiiit - I'm practically-perfect
Benton's punches don't "strike", but none are actually-"working"//
yer entire faction-is-worthless, and your verses make it clear-you're-gay
I'll sear-this-pain in you so bad, only thing you'll recieve "first" in here-is-aid//
~ After I open-ya-liver, choke ya throat and split ya dome-with-a-sickle
this kids "perfected lameness"........like a fuckin "utopian-cripple"//(*)
This kids disposal-aint-fickle, youd have more chance at a two-week-abortion
Cuz I "radiate" more "sickness"......than a detonated "nuclear warhead"//
I'll leave this kid distorted, cuz i put a "spin on this" like-a-"fast-bowl"
even packing a "four-fifth", id still say this guys-an-ass-"whole"//
these lines'll-smash-foes, ive been nice - but its time-that-you-go
You can't keep "tabs" on me, so you can't "disalign"-in-my-prose// (diss a line)
your likely-to-cope as a "stand up" comedian, cuz your "errection size-is-a-joke"
And you've just "landed this L", like "coming down" from a "high"-off-of-"dope"//





Vs MCD


I’ll smother-dreams of victory and crush nothing short of a dozen-spleens
Even before D joined Civ~ILLians, he “played for the other-team”//*
I’ll Crush-ya-teeth with your own verse, then make you “eat-your-words”
Oni ain’t at all a “bad seed”……cuz he’s "grown to be-a-herb"!!!//
D needs-to-learn a lesson, I’ll sit-him-down-and rip-this-coward
only time he dropped a “fresh bar”... was in a prison-shower// (bar of soap)
my scripts-have-power and I’m-disdainful, cuz all this faggots lines-disgraceful
This shits like choc/wheat biscuits…only “one side-that’s-tasteful”!!!//
hide-ya-face-with a torniquet, your anger's just proportionate...
to the lack of humor you find in it, when you get a “kick out” of the tournament//
It's unfortunate that ya flows-not-felt, were all the caps supposed-to-help???
You couldn’t get a “double-you”(W) if you fuckin went and cloned-yourself!!!//
nearly choked-when-dealt this match up - this kid almost pissed-him-self
and though you only have "soft material", ya shit just isnt-"felt"!!!//
this kid-gets-dealt in four lines, nah fuck that he's dead-in-three
Your jealousy of my skills is, the only way your "getting-green"// (green with envy)
I'm the best-you've-seen, I'll make-this-cabbage's rep and name-vanish
Ripping retards is easy...and “Em’s CD” (MCD) has “Brain Damage”//







Vs Hemlok


There's no doubt-in-this-thread that this kid's about-to-be-wrecked
Hemlok's like a "beached whale", against me he's "out-of-his-depth"//
Im the sound-of-your-death, and-I-know this man-will-choke
Cuz "Hem's afraid" on this, like this battle is tattered-clothes// (hems are frayed)
The fact-that-no one laughs at you is because you're past-a-joke
If you "got the drift" of my script, you still couldn't "grasp-a-flow"//
Ive surpassed-a-throne...Im a GOD that'll knock-ya-face-in
Your drops-are-basic bitch, and you "aint shit" like constipation//
try to "hold" a conversation, but your too weak to even-lift-it
completely-"missed my point", check your status, you need-to-fix-it*//



Vs Jynx


Watch me maim-and-take-life from a liar who claims-his-game's-tight
I'm bout to "break this Jynx", and I don't need to say-a-name-thrice//
Take heed or pay-a-great-price, drop shit and I'll make-you-taste-mine
Ya doomed to "lose this hand", like a child that plays-with-steak-knives//
I'll take-up-eight-lives cat, leave the last so I can keep tormenting-you
Don't "make a spectalce" Jynx, it's "easy to see" ya verse is empty-through
Whackness is the best-you'll-do, this kids so poor he begs-for-food
"Make a name" for yourself?, you can't even spell it correctly-dude!//*
You're presence in it wrecks-ya-crew, my dick'll split ya neck-in-two
You might as well be in check mate, this "king's got nowhere left-to-move"//




Vs Yur Worst Enemy



This fruit’s tryna take the limelight, he’s been round talking-us-down, -yet
fifteen minutes of fame ain’t get you a “quarter-of-OUR”-rep
I’ve slaughtered-renowned-vets, and now I’m just bored-when-you-spit
While my lyrics be “growing on you” more than the warts-on-ya-dick
I’ll torture-this-kid, have him drawn quartered and torn-from-his-limbs
Enemy practises ‘safe sex’……’cause he marks the horses-that-kick
I’m scorching-ya-clique, this lame-just-stepped to take-a-vet
Your spits get little “interest”…… so learn to “save-ya-breath”
trust I’ll break-ya-neck, aim-and-press and spray-the-tech
And if you leave without a “nick” you only need your cable-checked
So channel your thoughts to elevating, cuz your level-is-whack-bitch
Enemy’s only ever “on top” cuz he has a fetish-for-fat-chicks
you getting-attacked-with…… skills that are gracing-perfection
How you gunna take me? You can’t even take-a-suggestion
you crazy-to-venture this battle, now you better pray-for-exemption
you weren’t just hit with the ugly stick, you were raped-and-molested
so what have you got~me~hyped~for? His ego will trigger-defeat
When I bring him “off~his~high~horse”, quicker then Christopher-reeves
This herb’s~spouse~turned~gay, and he must be physically-weak
cuz he tries to “work~out”~wordplay, but cant flip a “nice figure”-of-speech
Don’t test the illest-of-steez, your text-is-wrung with dreadful-puns
and your attempts at wordplay are less successful than ya moms contraception-SON
my skills are next-to-none, you’re just a child who’s getting-abused
cuz you don’t need to place a wager for me to get the “better”-of-you
start accepting-it-dude, now that you’re losing-you’re-shook
Your crew pulled the “castle move”, cuz now the “kings” are moving-with-“rooks”
I ain’t even stooping-to-LOOK at you, I’m easily dropping-ya-clique
getting fame you’ve had no~luck, you couldn’t “blow~up” if you copied-ya-bitch
I’m more ‘flawless’ than bottomless-pits, I went easy, this weakling-got-lucky
So fuck your signature bitch, mathematically speaking:-you’re-nothing





Vs Aero

this hoes a gelding and Im homophobic so watch as I smoke n melt him
Was gunna do a “U lost to someone” line but all the options were overwhelming
promotes himself quick like “Im nice b*tch!” …Trick!! You a joke honest
and the way you hide ‘swearing’^^ its no wonder you don’t show ‘promise’!!!*
You don’t want it with me son ya season’s over - ya demandin service
bland with curses cuz ya lyrics hold less mass than abandoned churches!!!
Ya stagnant, worthless, if you had a purpose it’s to stand under me
Chump must be pro cigarette corporations cuz he likes fags company!!!
Lad’s up to me? Nah, he’s whack and only recognition's from talking a lot
Appalling with drops cuz judging tennis the only time he was calling the shots
straightness: all that ya not, closets open - he’s a fag and insisted on telling
Cuz he plays ‘on the utha side’ n I don’t mean when he listens to Nelly!!**
Im above you! Like CFCs im fuckin air up, tear guts when I envoke spills
Could be good wit TV controllers but you wouldn’t have remote skill!
ya no thrill my flows ill so when a track's dope its usually when im on it
truthfully and honest kid you've seen more 'boos' than alcoholics (booze)
I'll bruise you wit the phonics and rip and serve ya fickle verbs
shouldn’t expect big terms from him cuz aero’s a man of 'little' words
u christened a herb...skills? You the nadir - put simply you under me dunny
cuz selling me chicken pens the only way I get a 'run' for my money!!!!!
ya done, & its funny, left punctured and bloody Im holdin the weapon
foldin ya efforts cuz ya drive only gets a thumbs up from hitch hikers goin to heaven
boldest expressions, I flow with aggression demented wit killa verbals
victorious? forming a crew with me the only way u enter the Winner's circle





Vs Ill~lycit


I’m easily defeating-his-thesis, the only “head he could beat”-here’s-his-penis
He “doesn’t know how to be Ill” (Ill~licyt), so this geezer must be-an-amnesic//
Exceeding-ingenious in rhyme-so-hold-tight, like flat tires your lines-“don’t-roll-right”
You don’t just em-body whackness, you take it to a “mind-and-soul-height”//
I might-dissolve-lines with acid, just to neutralise your “basic”-verses
When I maim-this-herb-it’s “far from fair”, cuz the clown escaped-the-circus!//
deflate-your-purpose when I cork-this-bitch, all your doing is talking-shit
And your “flow is more inconsistent” than……a menopausal-bitch!!!//
Call-in-sick again kid(*), cuz you don’t got-nuff-talent to cop-the-ballots
This kid’ll “drop off tight lines” like a rope walker that lost-his-balance//
Stop-the-battle contorting-your-neck, battling me is a calling-for-death
Anyone who says you can rap well must be “pulling” much more-than-your-leg//





Vs LyrikalTrauma (crew)


If yall could 'grasp my lines' youd get arrested for 'possesion of dope'
These fake thugs 'aint got weed', desperate fools invested in 'hoes'//
My complexity grows ominously, til it knocks ya teeth off centre
Which is cool, cuz no-one's 'feeling ya spits' but your dentists//
Fuckin dumbies dont get this, like a bankrupt salon they outta condition
Ya crew thinks it's 'bad to the bone'? Nah, it's just calcium deficient//
Invision this: three quick shots, I'm not the type who condones violence
Only time yall fucked someone 'up's when you bent over for that co~pilot//
Got the legs on ya hoes divided, so just go home and dial~for~porn
And fuck the fee for this lesson sons, I owe ya moms child support//





Vs D-Illar-1

It’s plain he’s under me so a no~show’s all that could save me sonnin D
So as far as foes~go I’ll make frank rue P like exchanging currency!
No acclaiming sons-to-be, u’ll get no~votes & then be handed last place
Cuz havin a stand for ya cooling system only way u have a fan base
Key? Ha! This cat’s fake! U got more drafts than cold spots wit rackety doors
& u up the creek without a paddle, cuz son… you can’t handle the or!
Flows? I’m trampling yours, & damaging more to make the note profound:
The games are over now cuz like playing poker I’ll take the joker out
Note the crowd, urs is absent! Ya wack shit just isn’t obeying the tastes
So keeping ya virginity’s the only way you could claim to be chaste (chased)
Ya blatantly fake & I’ll end~it~with~force so trying me just seems illogical
& ya steez is toppable cuz like genital~warts u get creamed with topicals!
Indeed it’s probable you’ll need a hospital… Iunno if you’ve noticed this -
You’re nothing, cuz I’m not familiar with ya area but son, I know ya ‘zip’
Ya not near, go back or get punk’d~&~serviced then watch ya flair descend
Cuz I’d stop here but when it comes~to~verses ur obviously scared of ends!
Spare ya friends, havin ‘em vote fa u’s a hopeless route, it won’t matter D
Cuz I already got two wins & I don’t mean 1.5 when I say I’m having three (halve)
Attackin me? Son you lack the steez! I can’t bear to watch you dropping gay
Only asked for an extension so you couldn’t shame the name “boxing” day
Our battle story? What’s to say? The plots the same like lazy sequels
Cuz you gotta be ill to beat me & u not on the level like crazy people!
You wanna offend me? Then say we equal, but truth told I’m wreckin illar
Cuz ya best is filler so I’d say ur garbage but ur even less than liter!





Vs Aero

I’ll break ya spinal…then take the title & assert ya weight is carry on at best kid
While P’s a paragon of reckless; I’ll run through Austin like a marathon in Texas!!
Turn ya average drops to breakfast - you aint winning with ya wack & old lines
I’ll collapse his whole spine cuz Aero’s just a “miner threat” like a lack of coal sites!
Relapse & fold type, I’ll attack with bold lines til the herb’s just bruised & fractured
Ya truly stagnant, & as far as skills you just wish for P’s like girls in beauty pageants (peace)
Get merked!! And chewn to fragments…dukes is whackness – he’s hardly a pro
Cuz even rooks can see the heir row & I don’t mean Prince Charles in a boat!!! (Aero)
Ya bars are a joke!! And its starting to show how whackness is all ya bringing to AP
This battle? L’s going your way like you & the moderator lived in the same street!
Centripetal game G, I rap circles around you cuz fa real no-one feels ya text drops
And when it comes to pussy you scared to eat out like a fear of restaurants!!
I’ll take-the-fifth like using amendments… this hoe~endeavors? Im bringing the hearse
Weightless-writs… cuz “A notes” & mass only go~together with singing in church!!
No kidding, ya worst… guys despise ya lines, nice or tight? This queer’s neither
& ya spiel’s weaker so against me u have no chants like unprepared cheerleaders! (chance)





Vs Aero

I'm destined to win, aint messin with skin but this ‘Pimp’ll’ get broke-and-popped
Asked if ya flow-was-hot and only got ‘negatives’ like bad photo-shops
going solo-was, dumb, but the powder puff girls?? Even-for-you!
You offend me?!? Shit, I’m still too happy from you leaving-the-crew
just speaking-the-truth, you weak and ya menial-dude
cuz you only got something ‘outstanding’ after ya speeding-fee’s-due
Last meet-was-a-fluke, herb, ya gettin served-this-battle
See me ‘turning the tables’ on Aero worse than his turn-in-scrabble
I’ll burn-ya-rabble! Tattle of ya attempts to slay-a-drop
Saw Aero set fire to his acne saying he could blaze-a-‘spot’
plainly-not, ill, Kid’s been-a-joke and the weakling’s-broke
Cuz Aero ain’t a baker but he always be “(k)needing-dough”
Get fleeting-hoe, fore I bring-in-the-shit-to start ripping-ya-tissues
Unequivocally-shit-dude! You aint hot, so no ‘fans’ isn’t-an-issue
Pissed-is-the-shit-dukes, and I done-beat this dumb-geek
Ya skills aint “apparent”, so how you claiming you sonned-peeps?? (a parent)


Vs Necrotic/Damien/Bow Tie

Blazin this kid, he'll struggle to go~the~minimum, a disgrace to his clique
Cuz peeps don’t need to know~the~synonym to see that Dame is a bitch
You’re blatantly shit… and mine for dinner so trust me son, I’m the winner
Cuz Pissed stay giving you Pink’s lips like surgery to look like the singer!
A blind beginner, ya lines? Are dimmer, no wonder u failed to take the title
Cuz in tourneys havin my job is the only way you could make the final
The rage unbridled, I’ll takes lives with steak knives & shove the gat in-TO ya
Not a king, can’t make straight~lines so how the fuck’s this cat a ruler?
Ya trash its true cuz…ya text is weak & best believe my raps’ll bruise ya
So as for futures Pissed’ll make N’s sink like a boy band producer! (N sync)
Smash this loser!! Should never spit, pathetic bitch, u got nothin that shines
Plus it’s no lie that ‘TIC talk’s shit so no wonder he has trouble with time! (tic toc)
Muhfukka ya mine, cuz trust ya tracks need to overcome some major hurdles
Cuz I’ve never even dropped audio & I still hold more weight at verbals
Blaze this urkle, I seen him ballin and I don’t mean with hoes or game…
Cuz Nec the only time you’ve had a bitch is when things don’t go your way!
Hopeless fake, he’ll have nothing better than “you lost to” & “piss” flips
Dip shit, ya been in every crew so I can see why ya such a thick bitch
Leave with ya rips split, this trick? Is not sick, muhfukka won’t top pissed
Ya lost this, cuz as far as verses boat ties are weak like poorly docked ships! (bow-ties)





Vs DigitILL

summon ya crew and watch close as i leave him busted n bruised
he's nothin, its true - asked him to freestyle & he proceeded to jump in the pool :rolleyes:
Chump! U aint up for it dude, ya plain & empty and son im afraid ya pen's weak
Digital??? Just cuz you are 'ZA' doesnt mean that ya makin ends meet!* (RZA)
duckin? this lame had best be, against me theres no comparison yet
u barely a vet cuz like style changes in jeans ya lose the flare in ya threads!!!
I'll bury ya next, remember round one? you got flattened for sure
fact of it all is u'd already be fucked if someone hadnt 'withdrawn'!**
Damn! and theres more, i'll rupture ya discs til ya back just buckles and gives
cuz how u hopin to get 'past' when u dont even show up for the quiz?? (passed)
think nothing of this, all up in this bitch while dig just limp and weak
its simple D, u could be nylon in dog restraints and still not be in the lead
and did i mention we...did this before when my speech just blazed you?
ya steez still shameful cuz u under 'par son' like a priest had raped you*** (parson)
ya weak & lame too, my pinpoint precision will just deflate ya writs
face it dig, talkin bout ya boys dick the only time u'll say "I made it big"!




Vs Murderous Jay


Jay droppin wit faults, swamped wit assaults cuz dukes here’s stagnant
And I heard he’s had more men in him than Chinese new year dragons *
I nuke queer faggots …… cook em in propane til it provokes pain
Ya so lame and got ‘Montana’ in ya ‘cig’ so u already in a ‘smoked state’**
There’s no-way u can beat me so pack ya shit and Jay u betta run
Victory? Understanding that I’m iller the only way u’ll get it son
Vexed him? Yup, stepped it up even my spits off the top kills
Ya not-ill cuz bein clumsy wit gangstarr singles the only way u ‘drop skills’
U pop pills? Cuz ya getting killed wit ease kid ya lame as hell
I’ll blaze ya pelt cuz ya last battle shows u aint good at evading Ellz***
Ur fake as well……Jigga wannabe!!!!!! Ya raps have missed
& u got a crush on ya crew member cuz like ya sig I seen u ‘flashin’ quiz
So pack ya shit… ya crews nothin, I’ll drop & I’ll finish ‘em
& Im only goin to 14 lines so u don’t feel bad u lost 2 the minimum





Vs Hawk

Please, Lemme Quote you these Lines^, Seems You Ain’t Even Dope through Weak Sites
So a Site Battle Roster? Only Way HHA ‘Ad Hoc’ is if they DON’T use Pre-Writes
Nothin Jewish but I Told you - Leave ight? Retreat, or this Thread’s ya Last Stand
You’ll Doubtless Fail, Won’t Even ‘Make it Out to Bail’ w/o writing Cheques to Batman
Battle Me? Give Death a Lapdance.. the Fact Stands no Bitches can See Me
So Witless & Cheesy, I’ll ‘Rub him Out, & it’s Granted’ - like Wishes from Genies
Peer Approval: He’s Frenziedly Seeking.. It’s Near to Crucial whenever he’s Lousy/Wack
So When I Beat ‘em..
This ‘Trampoline on His Buddies’ so Much they’ll have to Buy him a Bouncing Mat
Just Announcing Facts, I Pack no Lies – Honestly, You Lack Dope Lines..
Facing me is an Uphill Battle
And for you the ‘Incline’s too Much’, like the very Reason you HAVE no Life:



Vs Aero

No Eluding-Me With Security When I Use The Uzi Abusively…
I’d Choose-To-Be Easy On Ya But I’d Hate To End Your Losing-Streak
Ruthless-See? My Music-Be Proving Who’s Whack And Who’s-Tight
Check~Ya~Sig, Cuz The Best~Of~Gigs Aero’s On Is A “Blue-Light” *
Ya Crews-Dikes, Two-Lines’ll Crush Ya Face-N-Features
Street Son? U Only “Raise The Toast” When Makin-Speeches **
Beeoches……You-Fire? Please, Best Believe Ya Crews-Dire
Cuz Talking Bout Sheep Leaflets The Only Time You Hear “Ewe-Flyer”!!!
U’ll Lose-From-The-Start Ya Just Cant Compute-To-This-Art
Cuz Aero Couldn’t “Drop Jaws” If He Took A Harpoon-To-The-Shark
Elusively-Dart Ya Punches…Action? Nah, You Talk-More
And Ya Sexuality’s Like Beaches Cuz You Bein Gay Is “For-Sure” (foreshore)
I Brought-More To Tha Table…Ya Fables Gettin Vexed-And-Whelped
Wreck-Ya-Health N Like Solo Chess I’m Makin Ya “Check-Yaself”
Tha Best-With-Stealth, Aero Don’t Show Promise-With-Words
And Net Battling’s Like Sex, Cuz Aero Don't Want-It-With-Girls!!!!!***



Vs The Truth

Like Tarzan home from holiday, I’ll send you back to the ropes
After this show I’ll 'have you in stitches', without cracking a joke
You lacking a flow badly, you’re no match for my complexity
you can’t get a bitch, so you ‘tied the knot’ through a vasectomy
accept defeat…… you’re just a product of defective genes
and after this… you’ll be ‘losing face’, like nasal leprosy!
step to me?!?! ……Bitch I’ll rip out your entire cardiac
and with a flow like yours…… you need to resit the ‘bar’ exam*
I’ll cause a heart attack, ya punches older than artifacts
I’d surpassed the level your at now, before I started rap
I’m harder than ya section, leave ya head severed quickly
You comin’ like a chronic liar, cuz you just ‘cant level with me’
bitch you’ll never rip me, you ain’t real like myths and fables
this kids more ‘yellow bellied’ than Homer Simpson’s navel
I’ll leave this kid unstable, battling me ya risking death
I’ll mangle ya vocals til your ‘talking hoarse’ like Mr Ed
this fucking bitch is dead, it’s like you got worms at every battle
You’ve had plenty of ‘servings’, but you haven’t got any ‘phatter’
Pissed’ll end this matter, snap ya neck and damage your health
Like cruise in a few good men, you just ‘can’t handle yourself’**