EvilMinDed vs Revolution vs Sini vs Sinacog

[Lindel]

Adominable muscle pain; MUSCLE SPRAIN; I'm a boxer
CONQUER AUTHORS WITH THE PEN..LIKE DW filing a police report..
I'm ancient and sacred; patient with statements; laymen adjacent
CAJUN WITH NATIONS; I COOKED A NATION; dragon sushi
I am AJ THE MENACE *CRACKS DENTAL* GO SEE THE DENTIST
PROCEED AS PENACE(ME!).. In BRIDGELAND WILL YOU ONLY SEE A GLOWING APPRENTICE..
I don't proceed with caution.. eat the auction.. BESIEGE THE NOXIOUS
I am toxic.. A TOXIC SPIT hits your lime wire..like AVRIL LAVIGNE
I am SINACOG.. been the dawn.. I'm as crazy as syntax
I'm the OG OF TEXT BATTLING.. I injured you and you kept battling
NEX CHALLENGER>. I'm in hanger 8 levitatign heaven's gates
I've seen you're tangents.. and they aren't great dragon flames
I am dragon flames.. tangent snake.. a snake breathing dragon flames
YOU're baked eating beans and dames.. while i'm a fat boy eating your MOM's cake
I am the atom bomb with rhymes. conquer nines it's a virtue
BURN STEW.. I'm good enough to eat. you're good enough to chew

VS

Cutlasses eyes the storm from the in the hinges of the mighty deep
Eyes were deep, might of fleece; tight as jeans from the eyes of shiek
I exited the spaceship, when rage rips; a thousand tornadoes vortexed
Cortex, was my name against the win(d) Kevorkian is calling in
I am Cortex, vortex -- the conniving young soul killing demons and devils
Semon is reveled; as I traveled to Hell, and locked horns with the devil
I am a immortal being; my formula was the time traveling of a person
I realized it could not be done, so I reality warped to Hell; and started curses
I am the night/knight in shinning armor; amore of a seventh seal
Reverend yield; for it is me; blessings and prayers; destiny's savior
I am THE MESSIAH, a pariah priests worst nightmare; light flares
Tight heirs/airs from the hinges of a min(d) that I reality warped in time
For I am the throne; I captured the castle by defeating the dragon
The teeth from the dragon was eating by the savages from the leagues of what's lavish
I am undefeatable, so as I take my sword to Yahweh.
I'll make sure that this world hasn't seen it's last day.

VS

Revolution will follow PURIN!? Putrid and stupid; gloom mix; and glue shit and two shits!
Who's wit?! Your's or Sini's, standard witty? You're lucky! You don't have a ;RULER: to ''RULE WITH'!
I'm coming with harp songs and jubille sprees; I bend knees with catatrope's and melodies~~
Setting free my every being; When you 'bust a nut in LAMUSTHU(INK)' is the only time your a ''hellish seed''!
I strapped with bamboo, like that bamboo line; standard fine and standard lines!
PSYCHE! you're wack as fuck! And like daffy duck I'm laughing much! When your ''mopping'' is the only time you'll have ''HAZARD LINES''
I'm a angel and demon! The crucifix was raped by your mom in the SISTINE CHAPEL CHURCH!
Matress!? WORKS! I fucked your mom to pieces; like recess! WACK EMCEe!? I'm EMINEM! Be scared of me you "'FACKING SQUIRT''!
I'm a adominable monster; munching on choclate and donuts; you swolle fuck!
I mean your jaw, and I don't mean your ''RAW"' when i ''SMACK DOWN' on this whole FUCK!
SO LUCK!?? I got a four leaf; and i tore thieves and tore chiefs with whole weat!
POE? PLEASE! You're not edgar allan poe! You didn't write the better BALLAD KNOWN!
I'm in the zone liek shotguns; and pop guns and shot nuns with hot stuff!
You're frosty a lofty! I tore igunas and chameleons! IN WRESTLING is the only time you ''GOT RUFF''!!
I'm indignant, you're ignorant! I'm penny pinching through your syndicate!
You're name is REVOLUTION!?? CONSTITUTION;; When your mother gave ''birth to you'' it was U-RINE AND POOP AND SHIT!!
I'm the octagon, and hyper phnemeonon; your wack as fuck like pac and stuff!
Acting up!? Standard dutch punch from the phattest/fattest fuck like DAFFY DUCK!
I'm ominicest; conglomerate apocalpypse; pagan devil with the wingspan of a zillion devils!
CHAMELEON LEVEL!?? Peeling the metal; you couldn't 'beat me'' and could never be on my level!!
I'm eminem and edgar allan poe! tha't's not you! I conquer tactics and rapid rabbits and court jews!
You're more dude!? I'm teaching you lessons in combat; the CAPTAIN IS NOT YOU!(SEA/SEE)!??
I'm omnificent; the conqueer of levels; bombing with the metal;; ominous the ddevil!
I'm the congloemrate gepetto! ;THE DEVIL WAS BORN in heaven first you hellspawn! I'm on a whole other level!
I'm frieZA! you're kakort!? NO! you're a snot nose brat that i ran through fast!
I'm captain of the clairvoyant sea! ANNOYANCE!? PLEASE! I SEA/SEE through your bouyancy!*BOY EMCEE

vs

They said he had a frequency like some white noise that carried itself along
Buried in wealth, money couldn't buy happiness, he lived vicariously with song
Every stanza was a minúte movement, he likely wasn't good at expression
The highest notes captured him, the lowest notes understood his depression
On the brim of regression, his passive aggression attaches a lesson explained
As a passionate quest to answer the message, a rite of passage is a testament gained
No home - no family - simply, a vagabond with a softer soul and a subtle caution
From rubble, stones and bones broke, but nothing more important than the one he lost when...
...that mourning began - a collapsed lung from collapsed ceilings, shrill screams
The new soundtrack to his hardened shell, the muse of music now nothing, but still scenes
And so he thought of her, thinking from time to time that this riddle connects
Tears stream down the face of a man whose eyes dwindled down to a ripple effect
In giving respects, he mutters sweet nothings through a whispering breath
Just praying that the clock could wind back, without revisiting his vision of death
That mind like a prism, never confined as a prison - shine light in the darkness
Pint-sized as an artist making parchment the last resort for the might he could harness
But he was life-like; juxtaposed with a mannequin's stare and hipster clothes
Mixing those feelings of emotion with others of tension while he wished for growth
Disgusted, he trusted none, but befriended many on the path to a distant cove
Where oceans crush salt in his wounds underlining the face that his grimace wove
Through the grimmest known tragedies, he lifted gold and shifted goals casually
Never taking a minute to choose, no minute to lose, the only limit he knows naturally
...is the sky, once that fell, his heart sank deep when the reaper was coming
Cause the weakness of man is falling short of glory through the demons we summon
But the reason we run is the same reason we hide our secrets in dungeons
The people mean nothing, they feast with their eyes and eat for consumption
And he was not of this world, no foreign language - still lost in translation
He believed in right, morality never seems to die alone in a spot of stagnation
So then who is he? He is you and me, he is a human-being...he's an illusion, see
Portrayed as a loser, not opposite winners, but a person with no sense of truth to be
What was once his youth could be now stated as a useless plea for hoping at all
Considering the changes, pictures vividly painted everything he wrote on the wall
A word buried in ink - followed by a shot fired blindly with no beginning or end
His demons are awakened, he could die trying to face them or live and pretend
With nothing to fight for or against, his closest friends were his rivals at best
The shadows shrouded him for year and sleepless nights have put survival to rest
If it's vital, he was dying, but up until this point I had you sit through it, tense
Cause it's like the metaphor of feeling ripped apart has taken on it's literal sense
And if you've never felt the anger and pain, it's nothing like accepting abuse...
...he went through this alone and his memories escaped him as he bled to his shoes