RBL Legend: Scientz

[KempoMRK]

Name: Scientz
From:
Crew:

vs. Saliva
10-04-2003

ya undefeated streak, is definately stopping now
so watch sci get rid of saliva, like cottonmouth
i know that ur frail, but ya fuckin boss is weaker
mobb deep described shook ones,
but ur a god damn walking seizure
how are u 4-0? its just not making any sense
cuz if wackness is being served, u catered the event
im hoping to rule, steady putting holes in this fool
i dont just bare arms,
so many guns im considered totally nude
stepped into the top 30, but in it just to fall
im the best kept secret,
but ur just not mentioned at all
posed on ya album cover, thought its a pretty picture
for that to play
u'd have to be friends wit a DJ, like kimmy gibler
dog ya wack as hell, why'd u wanna battle pal?
in ya lines, i dont see any phat, like shallow hal
saliva u mad soft, u just better watch ya back dog
cuz u'll prolly get ya shine
n then get that shit snatched back off

vs. Monolith
10-23-2003

lets go!!!

listenin to his cd i broke my radio, i hate it n dissed em
so i guess its not true that mono stays in ya system
body burnt up n charred, face filled wit tons of scars
doc's play like board games,
n guess who!!........the fuck u are
to get ya girl i'll admit u had to be using ya charm
but if she means the world to u, i'll be a nuclear bomb
speak when spoken 2, i'll just whip this disgrace
cuz if u throw in ya two cent, i'll buck fifty ya face
left severly injured, if he gets up he'll be glad
got earth slammed so hard, environmentalist were mad
my sight is bad, but c'mon i bet u think im missin
i'll put my faith in the beam, like dedicated gymnists
after drug abuse u fuckin fool, ya past done
on the block im known to crack-heads, ur known as one
ya strange as hell, in school, u werent trained well
its like retards r doin life sentences in ya brain cells
when a chopper comes out, no band or man who dances
jus helicopters, police, a news crew n some ambulances
ya moms really ya sister, ya father sleeps wit daughters
so thats why ur in-bread, jus like flour, yeast, n water
im no pirate, but i will send my goons to fold fools
i'll toss u out to sea,
n make u watch torture ya parents go thru
ya mom said ur related to pop bands, after 2 or 3 bottles
she drops ya siblings n syncs,
but the rest she usually swallows
people like garbage these days, so often its not funny
so text wise,
u were never scared or right thurred into the top 20
stories supposed to end happy, thats what u thought
him beatin me's a ferry tale,
wit the outcome of the 1 in New York

oh yeah...i got finesse...match me niccuh!!!! g/l

vs. Vadik
10-30-2003

somebody get him the fuck outta here...we dont believe u ya NEED MORE PEOPLE!!!

sayin bullshit like...
scientz is wack n a fake thug, i'll try hard to fight laughter
truthfully u wanna be em, like stan does the white rapper
some predicted u to win, but u must come a tad harder
knowin u wont come thru for the kids, like a bad father
fake clowns im wreckin, makin u taste ground in seconds
now hope i ice grill u, jus to help take down the swelling
i'll cock n lock it, ready to fire, dropping rockets
bring more hurt to VA, than hurricane isabel n john muhammed
wanna end ya life wit the biggest knifes, never leavin ya house
u figure lifes a bitch, so deaths the man u been dreamin about
u lack punches n wordplay, but u got ya flow down
i'll bring clips to VA,
like pusha t n malice doing concerts in they hometown
skill very defined, my talents transfered, carried in lines
not dressed to kill?
razor's'll turn bags under ya eyes to burberry design
i asked if loose lips sink ships, n this guy panicked
he knows it wasnt an iceberg,
his mothers head game brought down the titanic
run up on him, makin this whore drop his figures
or get left wit so many staples,
he'll put the rival stores outta buisiness
speakin silly shit, u n ya mans mouth gets smashed
dik is nice?
well u were always good at talkin out ya ass

Game Over!!!

vs. Cryogen
11-07-2003

this niccuh worships me...dont start gettin friends for votes n shit...tried to take my style...well u been a known biter...we all know ya past on !!!


wanna be scientz? smart ass, get this line i drop within
only lines of urs people say ohh too, is mentioning oxygen
im a pretty mean person, n u thinkin that u tight, kid?
HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! aint me laughing,
it shoulda been the vote order, in ya battle wit hybrid
shots float in this guy, tie cinder blocks n boulders to cry
n dump gen in the river, like remembering homies who died
stop talkin to fat bitches, cuz even ya whore knows
that this battles curtains, n it reminds u of her warddrobe
weeping when caught molesting, man i hope u die
cant be sorry now, cuz only little girls r known to cry
we can tussle, but first left hook's'll make ya chin move
got put in boston crab so good, red lobster threw it on the menu
the crowd loves me in action, n this dummy im smackin
he's callin for the rangers, like kids when the puddies attackin
fuckin hick, farming all day, driving that four wheel
so of course its all ears, when flowing inside a corn field
peeped ya crew on stage, i never saw weaker shit
nobody doug u, n even ya friends blew, like skeeter is
rainbow stickers, n a pink sweater, he fills it wit pride
it's why cry's an example,
of how to show a mans feminine side

Its Done!!

vs. I.deal
11-15-2003

lets get it on...g/l fam

ya kidneys gone bad, from taking a look at the past
when "u pee-in", the sight reminds u of nebs whoopin that ass
im number 2 for the moment, n im stunning n sickening
cuz scientz has the right to one, like a fucking opinion
i dont fold for none, i respect that ya holding guns
but tell me hows a 4 pound, stop a who rolls wit tons
believe ya dreams, till ya hit wit the heater n weakening
now u seeing pitch-black, like relievers in negro leagues
transvestites stickin u up, gettin that cash flow
they taking deal-dough, then shoving em inside his asshole
u were destined to lose, ur dumb, n proving ya features
im world class...n u got four in ya room, including the teacher
ur retarted cuz ya mother played games, she dead wrong
the bitch hopped skotch, to any liqour she gets her hands on
when i mention ariz, i'll bet a buck u piss in ya dickies
ever since u were catz food.....like whiskers n friskies
the gayest thing, got a navel ring, eyebrows wit mocha trim
but those studs in ya ear, r asking if u going home wit them
fags must be the smartest, im telling u that they are
cuz nobody "knows the deal"...unless mentioned in gay bars
think this geek is amazing? tang'll get beat wit the stainless
cracked his wig piece,
but he just copped some more weave to replace it
u'll get bucked down, n strapped to bricks, u better hush now
then u'll leap into a bay...like lambeau players after touchdowns
u winnings a fairy tale, but stop dressing in drag, niccuh
deal's a cinderella story,
that never returned the dress or glass slippers
ya surrounded by flames, knives'll leave u shoutin in pain
goin in ya memory bank, to open an account in my name
if the votes go ur way, these fags just hating against me
cuz i got the win mapped out, ur just navigating on instincts

jeah!!!

vs. Charles
11-21-2003

fuck it...droppin early i got shit to do this weekend

went a lil more....fuck it match me...couldnt stop keying

when u see the audience at ya show, u'll shit ya trousers
cuz three's a crowd.....wit ya moms, pops, n the bouncer
^^^i take back what i jus said, nobody stopped in fact
last time u seen a fan, man...he flew in inside a boxing match
take u on top of buildings, i wont risk poppin at u
u'll drop from stories, n be rushed to a general hospital
ya family's fat n ugly, fightin over chips n bagels
the guerilla warfare u seen, is them bitches beefin at dinner tables
i'll merc u for dolo, making sure ya pain never ends
i would go after ya home, boy...but u dont have a residence
the bullets r seeds, sci's known to slaughter his targets
plant a few in ya crop cut, n use ya blood to water the harvest
if u think ya homies r tough, then im bangin them thugs
n start taking-out more bitches, than the neighborhood stud
wanna know how i found wackness? besides ya newb features
u showed so many signs,
all u were missing is mel gibson n a few creatures
ya punches r more like slaps, charles u speak gay things
this homo stay around woods, like davis love n vijay singh
one of the worst in the top 30, n im being so blatant
if u had a series of greatness, the show musta got no ratings
cant fuck girls on the first date, maybe in a hot dream
so ya one night stand,
came wit a dresser, mattress, n box spring
hope u understand sarcasm, cuz i'll tell u this gladly
ur bout as good as a heart attack, or death in the family
i'll creep wit pounds, n leave this fucka beneath the ground
n brake ya face so hard,
i'll smell burnt rubber n hear a screeching sound
u look like firemarshall bill, dog im suddenly scared
u'll need all of NY's electricity, to help the plugs in ya hair

no need for a fuckin personal....shit would be too easy that way!!!!

holla at cha boy!!!

vs. Vyris
12-02-2003

lets go!!!!


one blast u'll be leakin, leave ya ass gaspin n weazing
fuck just elephant guns, i'll bring a whole african region
ur attracted to semen, "ohh my god" not a cum rhyme
got hit wit so many cannons,
that this bitch started his own drumline
ur fuckin wack, the proof is u constantly losing battles
so there's not a good vyris,
herpes, aids, mono, n yourself...r just a few examples
this fag's really wack, how u gon hand me a loss?
i'll just watch ya style unfold,
into matching sets of panties n bras
scientz gives it to lames, punches hit a few frames
cuz im a knockout king, n ur jus real good at video games
peeped who i was battling, how can i type with a grin
i'd laugh my ass off, but i'd probably never find it again
the best this site offers, try me? i'll attack u haters
dont like my lines?
but steady repeating....like pie keys on calculators
he's scared of pussy, if a broad tried sex'n this herb's face
he'd run home...before he could reach 1st, 2nd, or 3rd base
this hicks into beastiality, i found out its true
asked em to hold his horses, he proceeded to fondle em too
when ur drunk u think ur signed, thats what faggots been told
so ur just a lil sisqo away, from going platinum or gold
i hope these lines hurt u, when testing me just bring it
dont just take offense to my lines, add on special teams n defense

holla at cha boy!!!

vs. Charles
12-10-2003

u wore ya scientz lines out last time doggie...now pure skill comes in...somethin that u lack...what ya gon do!!

scientz this, scientz that...come original when gruding me
ya name plays so fuckin bad,
they should be traded to another team
u suck it seems, n with fat jokes, i can prove it hurts u
ur so chunky,
we could mix u wit veggies, n do a soup commercial
get ya arms n legs broken, wit most of ya men killed
u'll be left inside fourcasts,
...like temperature n wind chill
this kids ill, n hotter of course, after poppin this broad
i'll fill ya life wit so much drama, u'll recieve an oscar award
goin a different route, no wordplay i'll drop, hardly
just hit 'kid' wit more punches, than the bullies on house party
teflon is nothin, when i pop it breaks, shit i can drop a tank
so u better be wearing more metal gear, than solid snake
please say thanks, u poor kid, what i delivered is viscious
hoped i opened some whoopass,
so ya fam could have dinner on christmas
he'd dodge me, rather than fight...or settle wit words in court
so when he sees me its a running situation, like 3rd n short
ya skin must soak up lotion, or either u wear it wrong
cuz ya body's filled wit enough ash,
to air a damn pokemon marathon
homo why dont u play sports? staying strapped to ya couch
i admit u wear shoulder pads,
but usually they're attatched to ya blouse
my blows r viscious, mad damage when i hit fellas
shits so on target,
that walmart n circuit city get jealous
ya mom got std's from hooking, men around the way, scared
but if tricks are for kids,
that bitch should be running a day care
this "one time at bandcamp", nah but its the same system
in high school i played the sax,
n u were known for playing with them
after a whiff of ya breath, im not sure i can get up
fuck just scope,
u need a whole navel base, plus the sniper's setup
invest in karate school, cuz i find this real, funny
even when times get rough,
they r capable of taking ya milk money

thats 30 lines....time to move up in the rankings!!

vs. Oneduh
12-17-2003

This niccuh loves my style...

u were never ill...time to be exposed clown!!

lets make final bids, im the one to take the title kids
n i'll be damn if i go down to a buster, like tyson did
the crowd'll never cheer for him, we dont need this guy
so they wont give "one love", we'd rather say peace, or bye
when ask'd who's losin, if u mention muah, ur mistaking
they'll be quick to say "a duh", like blond conversations
u made WonderFlow garbage, how'd i ride wit a joke??
before i row in crews wit u, i'll go off the side of the boat
after shots wreck dude, bring the doc's next to u
but last time u thought u had a serge-in, he fuckin left ya crew
ur the laugh of RM, in attempts to raise this cats fame
he bettered his EGO, by creating an alias wit that name
im just 'stating the obvious, cuz its a fact ya losin
winning was ur maine goal,
n u were lost somewhere in massachusetts
givin ya ass a brusing, u'll be right on the ground
lookin up n seeing stars,
like a romantic night on the town
how r u 2 in power rankings?, oneduh's a frail, bitch
u need a few more mussels,
n any other fucking shellfish
its isn't much to see, u were advised not to fuck wit me
now ur shyner's so bad,
they released the rapper, n took ur eye into custody
i keep track of shots, n i know this guy is shook
im sending some atom,
just to add another page to scientz books
get bruisings n welts, wont have a chance to shoot for the belt
cuz u cant make one's nice
wit nelly and the lunatics help
u got the looks of a gremlin, so ur supposed to die
i'd let the gun wet cha, but u'd just fucking multiply
transvestite, u got ya penis chopped for a hotter, look
so we know oneduh, woman...in and outta the comic books
when we fight, i bet u'll lose in an awful, manner
i'll give u sidewalk slams, till all ya concrete thoughts r shattered

will u create another alias after losing this match MR. EGO???

stop pulling bitch moves n signing out ya names after defeat

vs. Calefaction and Oneduh
01-02-2004

i coulda sworn the limit on 3-way battles was 20 lines...

to oneduh/mr ego...and cale/killa blaze/mr. body

i know yall heard bout cale's mom's pictures on the net...bwahahaha

i got a riddle for ya...
what do u drink outta?? thats found at any bar???
the answer is A cup, like the size ya mothers titties are
peep her breasts, i seen plenty chests that were curved
but thats utter disrespect, cuz there r cow titties better than hers
H20 stops fire, thats the realest phrase
so ya moms broke her water 5 months early, to try n Killa Blaze
net gangsta, talkin thug cuz it makes ya raps neat
but u werent concieved in the hood,
it was more like the back seat
this aint monopoly, u'll be drowned n found in a bag
somewhere close to the atlantic,
like marvin gardens n ventnor ave
oneduh's wack, but i guess heads feel the shit he yells
but if i counted down-falls,
he'd make the one in niagara look like a wishing well
u kids always removing votes, n i'll stress that its foul
but if gore had ur talents, bush wouldnt be president now
cale's a disaster, i'll be quick to tell this herbs fate
i'll shift the plates in his head,
till his brain has a fuckin earthquake
dont do drugs, or drink alcohol, n have the safest sex
those damage the body over time,
but he'll be murdered before they take effect
i dont respect ya verses, everybody needs to know
ya wack wack wack wack wack,
......like that ender u had a few weeks ago


vs. Namix and Calefactions
01-11-2004

We all seen Cal's picture hahaha...and Namix is a joke all by his lonesome

lets get it on!!!!

cale please listen...
drink protein shakes fam, or it'd help if u ate spam
cuz if u get any skinnier,
we could play a fucking game of hangman
need to be made bigger, get a pure style first
cale i've seen bigger calves,
on any premature cow birth
ur addicted to the rock, sell anything for a slight profit
i'd lay the smack-down,
but u'd steal it, when i take my eyes off it
this aint a black/white thing, but ur so ugly n shit
if any girls into ur race,
she should be removed from all running events
im sonnin clowns, i clap for real, makin u bastard's squeal
so u better hope those hover-rounds, come in a package deal
i'll aim for the baddest, nam...i was trained as a savage
have u in ER so long,
the next season'll be based on ya status
goin out with a bang, when she's alone, i get at ya freak
carrying 357 magnums,
hoping they'll last to the end of the week
cant move in my terrain, coward!! its guts before glory
so watch me get thru 'nam, n come home wit war stories
cal takin dicks cuz he choose too, panties under ya fubu
so used to being rode backwards,
he can't even be shifted in neutral
are u a snitch or homo? for this i wasnt preparing
u talk to the jakes,
but mostly to ask him what is he wearing
nam uses complex wordplay, n kids say "dude is flames"
but half the shit he says dont make sense, like pootie tang
if its 3:30 when i post, to show how much my shits buzzin
i'll still take out 2 by 4, quicker than Hacksaw Jim Duggan

Niccuhs!!!!


vs. Super Dooper
07-14-2004

this is all it should take kid...move me up in the rankings

at ya show...
all types of shit was thrown in a rage
thought they were eggin u on,
but they tossed em to get u off a the stage
what r u 14 now? be careful when tossin verbs
cuz u might see the belt,
when being disciplined for sayin naughty words
think ya reachin the title? i bet losing this hurts
take it one step at a time,
lets just try to reach puberty first
shots'll have u holdin tha ground, im foldin u clowns
im like a tour guide,
cuz i'll be quick to show u a round
lets battle for money, u'll be roasted for fans
but u might crush me for a g,
just to prove that u'll fight over ya man
think u can stick me? chump u'll be injured so quickly
i keep a 4 pound, kid...like premature children r wit me
i put u on top of billboards, not charts 4 rappin or singin
its ur picture n phone number,
asking has "anyone seen him"
we know supers a flamer, this mans a pansy, faggot
he always seems to turnover,
without tha flashy dribble or fancy passes
erase it from my grocery list? i'd have to be fuckin nuts
to pay for lipton,
when i can teabag ya mother for a couple bucks
u better duck, cuz when sci's clappin tha tool
i'll have u leaking so much,
the doc's'll pour some fix-a-flat in ya wounds
try n pull out ya heat, but i'll aim first n slay ya top
n end this fools day,
like april first at twelve o' clock
how r u top 20? ur really wack u know that
i guess ur whats in...for now
just like fitted caps n throwbacks

somethin quick for ya...match me

vs. Serge
07-23-2004

dog i seen ya picture...n lemme tell u this

go to a barber serge, ya wigs gettin me angered
u passed up the clippers,
kinda like kobe did for the lakers
im not gon get on ya pic, thats not what im targeting
but if ur cream of tha crop,
its been a bad year for harvesting
dont wear bandanas, or a buncha tatted pics on ya arm
i still see a bigger cow herd,
than any kid who lives on a farm
this battles for money, that wont stop this known fag
the purse is 5 thousand,
but somehow he'll cop that prada coach bag
ya whole styles played, coward u'll bleed in seconds
so serge call it quits,
n if nobody answers, please just leave a message
i can snatch ya jewels, or i'll aim at ya chest n clap
n u'll be writing chain letters,
asking me "please can i give ur necklace back"
if u talkin shit serge, niccuh ya chin'll get rocked
makin u fly up,
like jeans that r zipped to tha top
serge u suck dick, always targeting the wood
more niccuhs placin shit on ya grill,
than any barbeques in tha hood
had a good time in jail, thats why u act so thug
cuz u wanna be lead to oz,
kinda like the yellow brick road does

thats it...good luck dog

Super Dooper
09-10-2004

this time show up...fill-in champ ass niccuh!!!

yo, im tha reason that sons disappearing
guns that u fearing'll make u lose kids, like a custody hearing
i'll go wit played shit, this way i can confuse yall
list punches are gay,
so supers richard simmons, elton john n rupaul
only hear that ya wack, and never "supers so sick"
if anyone's raving about u, i'll remove tha extacy n glow sticks
that niccuh sci's an animal, dont ever test his patience
i'll leave ya eyes so black,
the rest of ya face'll be accused of segregation
handjobs r cool, but im into gettin brains, brotha
so if u catch ya bitch red-handed, her mouth is the same color
cant make em housewives, but u decided to wife hoes
if copping feels r counted,
every male in the hood is considered 5-0
ya boys pumpin u up, sayin that ur nice, battling
if ur a carbon copy of greatness,
we need other elements to describe talent
ya styles bitch, on beaches wit ya two piece showing
n i know ya heated now, faggot...ya mood rings glowing
i aim well, i'll never miss when i blaze shells
n give some slugs a couple of life sentences n ya brain cells
punches'll hit his mouth hard, so ya teeth'll crack within
givin a couple fill-ins, so maybe u'll be the champ again

that should be all i need...hopefully i wont have to waste a verse again

vs. EYE-Z
09-16-2004


i guess niccuhs dickride anything these days huh...

lets get it poppin

we'd never use em in site battles, oz please ban his raps
cuz on and offline, having one eye means ur handicapped
he was arrested at his show, try not to act surprised
there's no way he killed the mic, his whole verse's an alibi
acting tough's just a cover up, for all the men he's dating
just ask em to share his thoughts,
n he'll act like a dick about the situation
i respect joe buddens, n supported his hits
everyone's lookin for a jump off,
but hopefully u'll find urs near a cliff
when u go out, im betting the jokes r so flagrant
wit a hair grade so bad, it should be on academic probation
im tha type to smack ya moms, fuck ya sis, n check ya bro
just to ruin bobby's world, like Uncle Ted left the show
u'll be dumped in a casket, once knives cut em in fractions
n have the world seeing four-eyez, like brothas wit glasses
u claim to grind, loser...well even despite rumors
this kid aint really much of a threat, like benign tumors
bobby this is somethin to stress, cuz ya bitch loves lieng
u can smell the nut on ya breath, like a chipmunks diet
ur a hopeless talent, face it kid, nobody's feeling u
but u cant change the obvious,
unless that butterfly effect shit is really true
trust me i'll spray the thang, cuz when the nines on
i'll leave ya time gone, n u'll be called for a delay of game

this muh fuckas done...get em the fuck outta here

vs. Resin M-I-C
09-24-2004

fuck waiting...lets get it on niccuh!!!!


i'll admit it, u were dope once, now he rhymes trashy
that's why when speaking of illness, im the topic like Eli Manning
ima put my knife in the freezer, not cuz im on some other shit
its to give resin a cold sore, to match the one on his upper lip
c'mon r u bastards forgetting, tha macks that im spitting
have gangsters taking the square route, like mathematicians
him thuggin's a trick, got his grill smothered wit dicks
Nick at Nite aint just a program....
its who this niccuh's cuddling with
dudes givin u golden showers, got ya face all drenched
but u were happy to be pist-on, player...like tayshaun prince
i could see if u wore pumps, when hoopin or to bleed blocks
but resin's have a 6 inch heel, n not manufactured by reebok
went n grabbed an ugly broad, to show ur not a true fag
everyone wants a cover girl,
but u settled for the first bitch with a news ad
im like wine, gettin better wit age...ur just grown n shitty
my shits the bomb,
mcveigh planted all of my verses in oklahoma city
at the sight of my guns, kids be often shook
cuz they'll move ya chess pieces,
n i aint talkin bout no pawn or rook
rapmusic promoting illiteracy, thats not a nice, gimmick
he's good at talking real cursive,
but the niccuh has trouble writing in it
sayin im gonna beat resin, its facts, but i aint poppin stuff
why add fuel to the fire?...ya bones should make it hot enough
res im from tha hood too, im not too proud ta knock it
slum village is not a group, its the name of ya housing projects
ya building's filthy, resin's living wit all sorts of garbage
so u got rugrats,
but it aint tommie n chuckie runnin across ya carpet
u better get ya ass in line, cuz when i blast tha nine
ya team'll need a few life savers,
n i aint talkin bout tha candy kind
battling me is a gamble, so tighten up ya writtens, dude
the crap table aint in casino's
its u n ya crew's gatherings in ya living room


shit is over...put me in tha fuckin title match

vs. Blackdef
10-01-2004

u swayin ass muh fucka... stop instant messaging for wins niccuh!!!

fuck waiting...lets go

Richard Corey is Living Proof, that def u havent fooled me
those r two that shoulda had blackbelt...
like Chuck Norris n Bruce Lee
nobody feels ya tracks, stupid...im tellin ya blacks useless
ya skills so in question,
they've added an interrogation room to rapmusic
i get crowds going, but for def, its a haphazard to cheer tho
everything about em has to be negative,
like counting backwards from zero
u cant get outta this fight, cuz i know ur shook of that
death's the only outlet,
thats why all the cords n machines r hooked to black
ur overweight, at this rate...soon u'll be gettin buried
ya body has no definition,
forget the gym, get this muh fucka a dictionary
told u ya sloppy, so yea u'd eat me in a few seconds
if nordic tracks were real cuts,
i'd request u make about two records
its not u were in the army, its cuz ya grill suffered
people call u private,
cuz they dont want ya ass having their real number
this pervert works in a zoo, dog they shoulda banished u
goat-tease is not facial hair,
its a strip show u have wit the animals
yeah u got a win last week, but my bars are iller
im more than double the proof,
thats comparing whiskey to bacardi silver
ur easy game man, im quick to fold a target
if wackness was 'weeded out,
u'd have more roaches around than Joe's Apartment
stop poppin shit, tryna impress wit fake rhymes man
if u talk before the nine, it'll cost u, like daytime plans
i watch chappelle show, n whites were sayin this wit me
when it comes to rap,
i hate all blacks shit like clayton bigsby

gimmie tha fuckin title!!!!

vs. I.deal
10-09-2004

lets go...


if u were a computer major, u'd be living lavish, man
but ur idea of soft-wear, is pink silk tops with satin pants
sci is dope, but thats only if this lame did not know
so ideal will die from an over-dos, like tres n cuatro
he aimed at me, n yeah i was preparing to run
but he forgot that his only clip,
is busy holding his hair in a bun
wit that smell u giving off, noboby could ride wit chu
some need odor eaters,
u should put an actual somalian inside ya shoe
im the secret weapon, carrying a tech with tha beam
so i can get my shot off, without nobody setting a screen
before death he wasnt stingy, people'd take em for fortunes
was very free-hearted,
which means u wont have to pay for his organs
ya whole team's scared of me, they all will get slaughtered
cuz im know for startin, shit...i never been a bench warmer
deal's not on my level, n definately not gettin there
so when they ask can I C you,
he'll be getting checked into intensive care
even tho he rides ya sack, u still aint next to dope
this battles a no-brainer,
thats why u'll be counting on a headless vote
check ya complextion, he's black as hell, skin is rediculous
if kids came out n seen this shadow,
they'd swear winter was ending
peep the hit stick n playmaker control, on the new Madden
EA perfected the freestyle, but its a shame that u havent
drugs ruin appearance, but ya moms swears she hot still
if cocaine is nose candy,
she'd be the first bitch wit cavities in her nostrils
admit that ur illiterate, cuz deal u'd do better wit help
judges should sentence u to death,
cuz u cant put one together ya self
i'll kill u for playing that wack shit, deal c'mon try me
n the only tape i'll listen to,
is yellow ones surrounding the crime scene
i never gave rap my all, dont be gettin misled
he'll know i went 80 percent,
but thats when the four-fifths to his head

He's Done!!!!!

vs. eyedill
10-15-2004

aight bobby digital aka eyedill

i see i gotta beat chu again huh?? lets get it poppin!!!


i'll admit u were dope before, u'd show up tight for battles
but u havent been nice in ages,
that are now old enough to buy tobacco
better grab ya heat, u'll need a new glock kid
or i'll leave digital, underground...faster than tupac did
whether guns or tha mouth, what im spittin is damaging
i'll send so many shots in the male,
Bobby'll be charged for shipping n handling
stop sprayin ya wig wit moisturizer, ya hair is not dry
if i spent that much time on the curls,
i'd have bigger forearms than Popeye
his gay voice makes me question the balls on dis niccuh
it's pitched so high,
its left the strike zone and purposely walked the hitter
dill's supposed to be good? yall were so misled
he was projected ill, but it was my film in the overhead
my blade game's viscious, dont gotta put tech's to u
u'll die from a razor's edge,
then i'll proceed to hit u wit the wrestling move
all ya peoples obese, taking away ya next meal'd hurt
hopefully it runs in ya family,
cuz yall can use some treadmill work
u dont really need to meet Simon or Paula in person
if u wanna be the next eyedill,
just use some weak punches wit horrible wording
ur mad ugly, u'd make the average broad frown, man
u've taken enough mase hits,
to put the preacher on top of soundscan
u try intimidating crowds, they're gettin bored n wreckless
n we finally stand up for ourselves,
then start walking towards the exit
i knew u were snitching, the jakes tryna stop my flow
claiming this is pre-meditated murder,
cuz i thought of these lines a while ago
dont be comfortable in ya crib, i keep a pound wit me often
n slugs can turn a living-room, into a house full of corpses
Dill now wears extensions, to try n get his wrap tighter
what yall aint know?
bob-n-weave go together, like the strategies of fast fighters
i only carry automatics, when i clap yall pricks
n the bullets go three n out, their like a bad offense

chea!!!

vs. Doc Richards
11-11-2004

East Round 2: 2. Doc Richards vs 7. Savir

are u fuckin serious????

i'll give u props, before u start blatantly dissin me
cuz last week u mocked my style perfectly,
.....minus the creativity
but thats besides the fact, im still rippin this jerk
cuz in my eyes,
u caught a savir beating, so i'll just finish his work
he has a lotta things i dont got, i know ya shocked, huh?
like periods, menstrual cramps n mood swings
.....but talents not one
c'mon dog ur fuckin wack, i'll tell u simple n plain
i'll admit richard's nice, when corey's at the end of ya name
listen niccuh, i dont be gettin worried
cuz if ya k's clap,
i'll bring a gauge back, like the father on pet semetary
the jeans u wear, only bad bitches or faggots rock em
an a day keeps the doc away?
hell nah...this dude loves some bottoms
sorta like a rock group, when droppin u bastards
got guns n roses,
but the flowers for the top of ya casket
shots flippin ya team, blood'll drip on the scene
just peep my record,
thats the ratio of heat...to the niccuhs i'll bring
u dont use firearms, said that u poppin?...u damn liar
just bats some of the time, like daily cycles of vampires
they wonder if me n nelly crossed over, were hot targets
cuz i got my eagle on,
n used it so much...im now considered a pop artist
seen the stains on ya shirt, n i thought the tool sprayed
but kids from the ghetto know,
u cant rock white tees..when ya heart pumps kool-aid
start choking ya throat, till he begins to slob n yell
n leave doc's body so blue,
that he starts getting chased round by gargamel
stay rockin girl gear, now u wearin ya best thong
but he's still considered mail,
cuz he gets sent to niccuhs house wit ad-dress on
kids endin up in the river, thinkin they flow harder
n put a dock in the water, like most boat harbors

it's over!!!! match me

holla at cha boy

vs. Opshins
11-18-2004

lets go!!

he looks like seabiscuit, bad teeth make a shit grin
n even resembeling horses,
wont give this dude a stable place to live in
u dont wanna test, fam...cuz even if the tech jams
i'll let my knives cut-in,
like they wanted the next dance
if i clapped u, i'd earn a grip...but i dont need a burner, since
i can punch u so far in the air,
that u'll recieve some turbulence
stop suckin cocks, wit all the dick that goes on his lips
i know kid-knees horrible,
like the result of always holding ya piss
been in drag the longest, rockin dresses wit tha earrings
so ur the real king of queens, fuck the television series
wanna meet superstars? i'll grab heaters n use the tool
so tell me if ya angels look as good as Cam Diaz n Lucy Liu
tryna act gangsta? were gettin bored wit it, cuz we know!
he stays a remote distance from violence,
no matter whats recorded on his TIVO
this niccuhs a born sucka, u stay shook, clown
so i'll get rid of the opshins,
like the cornhuskers playbook now
i carry the heat, when my missions to torch a brotha
u keep a strap-on,
but urs come in different inches n assorted colors
yea looks can kill, so bitches'd love to shank u
they say fuck shins,
u make em wanna amputate everything above the ankle

bitch!!!!

thats all i should need