vs Proof
Hip Hop’s in ALL its forms in this front runner....
I Graf n’ Excel....You just use Microsoft to crunch numbers.
The fact you do finances is funny,
Im actually GLAD you’re here; Now, I got someone else to manage MY money.
I’m invincible with the right catalyst,
You rock a Texas Instruments toupee and a Fisher Price abacus.
Fuck a simple old joke - THAT’S too effin’ basic,
Science puts your Age somewhere ‘tween Jurassic n Cretaceous.
Your job brings ya flow into question;
Teaching us all, Prostitution really AIN’T the world’s oldest profession.
Your wit’s only SORTA defiant,
A Fossel on the sidelines: Fuck finance, Ya should be coaching the Giants.
You need a Moment of silence, ‘stead you’re boxin’ a mountain;
Bones was the doc on Star Trek, Pops - Not the accountant.
Rockin the crowd with years measured in epochs?
The real Proof sold out thaFRANCHISE like the director of Reebok.
vs Galv
I feel poor for Hawaiians, cuz doc is CLEARLY crazy.
You either got the earlobes of a giant, or you rock hoop earrings DAILY.
That pouty look’s devoid of pure hate,
Plus, you’ll need a few more degrees of tilt to make ya haircut appear straight.
Idiot, it’s a wonder ya showed....
You only bring close shaves when the patch of skin’s right under ya nose.
An ice glare like that just ain’t blessed to fight fire....
Take it from my pic. Quit starin’, n’ set ya sights higher.
As The World’s Ugliest Man, I guess I’d also be hurt
....If I won the Guinness Record n’ only copped a t-shirt.
I can’t help but laugh at ya grill.
The nether regions of ya soul must sport a clean bikini wax from Brazil.
And your money situation doesn’t make it harder to call,
This bitch can only afford to paint part of his wall.
It’s no surprise the hack’s a trans-former.
There ain’t a dark alley in Maui this pervert ain’t know backwards AND forwards.
Proof got embarrassed, you can hope for the same,
A Hunchback with no arms, The Thing makes for an appropriate name.
You look like some type of a goblin;
Lopsided don’t cut it - the top of your heads TWICE the size of the bottom.
So pale, the camera lens is exploding....
I bet ya get mistaken for Wednesday like the date Aloe set for the voting.
Dog, I’m on some classic RARE shit,
And the only Thing that stood up for you here was that Alfalfa hairlick....
vs Username
I was expectin' a less beatable Name....
Meetin' you in the Final's a Lett down to put Don Beebe's to shame.
It's plain to see you ain't ready for the Big Time, friend.
You're either deformed or ya camera rocks a fish eye lens.
Step aside n' let the best dude rock....
You put on a vial display. Ya should try openin' a Test Tube shop.
Sorry to say - That "Lost Weight" shit's uttered in jest,
Film STILL treats ya grill like ya skin's covered in Zest.
Bring RM to vote....no need to fear that.
The only RBL Posse worth notin' lost its leader years back.
Ya looks make ya fit for a CARNIE....
That Whig alone could bring back the long dead political party.
And, with your mangy goat - You're aptly quiet;
A Patch thinned out like THAT tops Robin Williams on the Atkins diet.
You're less of a soldier than a dolt.
You ain't seen a Class struggle since you studied up the Bolshevik revolt.
Your time ran out on you. That verse is a GONER.
You're feeling the Crunch; & got Nestle as your tournament sponsor.
You're not versed in what a brawl takes.
I got an endless reservoir of talent. You're fishin' from Utah's Salt Lakes.
Wasted hope's ALL ya got left ta play with....face it, Loc.
You'd blow chunks just from garglin' your Gravy-flavored Scope.
You KNOW Serge's loss gifted me a CLEAR win,
The gravity of the situation hit you and sucked both ya ears in.
I got ya losin', convincingly....
I'm EXPONENTIALLY better. That shit's deeply rooted in history.
Ya shit does NOT flow, I gotta ask ya to stop it.
Them lines go on Forever; I bet The Wu see half of your profits.
You'll NEVER find gold in them pages,
I just removed Island in good time and took atoll for the Ages....
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