Final 4: Blind Fury

[trap.]

Battle: Blind Fury vs Kid Curry
Round: 1
Winner: Blind Fury
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Blind Fury

Ayo Curry you shouldn't be fucking with me like this dukes......do you
know what i am capable of doing to you? HUH?....peep this out son

Cut ya balls off and place the on a table like Dutch in Hoodlum,
cause you on that show me the money shit like Cuba Gooding.
ya styles wooden, compared to my steelo talons,
immune to your native medicine, i'm injuring all shamans.
and MC's scaming they way to the top,
Kid Curry need to realize them cowards ain't gonna be there when he
drop.
keeping him hesitant,like trying to assasinate the president.......
......I do it quickly, by injecting AIDS into Monica Lewingsky.
Hence thee deadly sindrome I'm going thru,
bring a friend I'll be happy to kill you in multiples.
Of Ten, verbally ripping skin from flesh,
read ya rhymes, angrily scratching pen thru text.
I'm knocking MC's straight outta they dockers,
more irritating then when ya dick slip out ya boxers.
onto a blade, time to lay the law down,
MC's like Blind men in orgy's, gotta feel they way around.
AHHHHHH......its gettin more drastic by the rhyme,
but when its all over i left Curry silent like a street mime. Time is
valuble so don't waste it,
have Kid starring in Face off pt.2 this time left ya faceless.
un-noticable, with ya weak flow, turn ya into my verbal princess to let
ya know.
that soon you'll DI AN(A)d never ressurect,
respect, is due but ya head can still be detached from ya neck.
Like WU, I could do this FOREVER,
sharp with the words that penitrate ya leather.
leave ya def, homeless, and out of luck like local bums,
record the deadly melody songs of your death playing your ear drums.
Enter my shelter, i'll make sure you see the light,
pearly white, gates, housing Kid Curry and his Fisher Price Mic.
numerous others, no parole for this rap assasin,
made ya mind lose weight like muslims when they fastin. out of sight,
out of mind, Kid you were never in it,
to begin wit, businessman steez....got paid well for the hit. in less
then 60 minutes so i can rock rhymes with Flex,
peep my ill text, never know what i'ma do next.
Enter the 4 chambers of ya heart, ya girl passed me the scalpel,
betting on your survival in a statewide raffle.
ya life at expense, before it gets too intense,
blow up ya residence, to end this sequence...........
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Kid Curry

A New MC Steppin' On Tha Stage,
Bringin' My Rage,
It's Time To Engage,
In A Word Filled Warfare,
Screamin' I Don't Care,
Ya Goin' NoWhere,
Shut 'Em Down Like ONYX,
Leave Ya Hooked On Phonics,
Schoolin' Through Ebonics,
And Now Lyrically, Ya Can't Understand,
How This Kid Be Tha Man,
Got Ya Sayin' God Damn,
He's Quicker Than QuickSand,
Recognize, I Come Harder Than Van Dam,
Who Is This, Mister Blind Fury,
Gettin' Matched To Kid Curry,
Got Ya Backin' Up In Hurry,
Reachin' Deep In Ya Mind,
Through Time, You Will Find,
Ya Can't See Me Even If Ya Re-Wind,
Better Retreat, No Need To Repeat,
To This War I Bring Heat,
From City To City And East To West,
All These Fools Tryin' To Test,
I'll Leave 'Em All Stressed, As I Rest,
Realize, This Kid Is Tha Best,
35 Lines And I'm Out, No Doubt,
Leave Ya With A Shout,
Peace To My Boyz, Tha 3X$et,
DBC, Who's Next To Get Wrecked,
MDP, VERBAL And Tha BeAsT,
Underkover And Circus Phreak,
Educated Words I Speak,
Racism Is Power For Tha Weak,
It's Time To Bring Peace...

[trap.]

Battle: Blind Fury vs Mister E
Round: 2
Winner: Blind Fury
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Blind Fury

I have mad respect for you Mister E, and I am fully responsible for my actions to come.
But check this tho........

My verbal sniper aim, will ripe ya game, until its sour,
while ya lyrical gat be jamming ever since Nas gave you power.
Falsely installed style of buck wildness, is childish,
your battle rhymes remain incompetent while mines contain prowess.
Cramp your typing style, left ya hands arthritic,
I'm dangerous to tournaments like sugar is to a diabetic.
No anesthetic, Blind Fury the legend of mythology,
disable Mister E's mind frame through methods of psychology.
My philosophy, is too extreme for you to comprehend,
Arial view status, claiming we on the same plane I watch as you descend.
Unable to contend, my words bend, Four 90° angular,
to box cut your mid section, holes left rectangular.
Black Friday, FUCK the stock market instead I CRASH your dome,
Norton's Crash Guard couldn't protect ya in the battle zone.
Dipped your bruised carcass in the town septic tank,
Make you drink, the fluids, I'm classified as insanity on the brink.
Blind be off the hedges, venomous vengeance unleashed upon prey,
pompous fagots I castrate all day, hang them in hotel hallways.
Slice, Precise, with a jagged-edged Device,
Professionally Furious while you remain novice.
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Mister E

Nice first round Fury...but...hey...enough small talk

Bring ya Family, like Puffy, cuz you got about as much skill/I catch wreck n' get like
your moms, naked; that's ill/your mind frame and time frame are still/like a photograph, I
laugh and move in for the kill/cuz I'm full motion, like cinemetronic escapades/hard to
top or get over, kinda like the everglades/ever laid/the mic to your lady twice in one
hour?/I have, once in your bed and again the shower/devour the wack little KID like in a
FURY/ohmigosh, your moms callin, get your pants on, hurry/cuz while you earnin' your
Hip Hop kneepads polishin steel/I'm gonna shove my mic down your throat, now KEEP
THAT SHIT REAL/leave you chokin, your face is lookin sorta teal/you on death row now,
and that mic's your last meal/you asked for steak but I said I got no beef/you'll get what
I give and you get no relief/from indigestion cause by phatass rhyme spurts/kinda like
when your man tapped your ass, it hurts/but just for a moment and then it's all over/your
days as lucky as a six-six-six sided clover/that's 18 sides, one for each year since my
birth/if this was gangland, I'm takin' over your turf/18 different styles for sides and for
years/18 different deaths, and not one without fear/so pick your fate and destiny, you
need to just accept it/you're in over your head, I'm not quite what you expected/and my
wack sensors have detected/and Unidentified Failing Object in my path/it's gettin
Furious, Kid; gimme the mic, feel my wrath...


MiSTeR E <--> BtS KiDZ n' CODE

[trap.]

Battle: Blind Fury vs Villain Nova
Round: 3
Winner: Blind Fury
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Blind Fury

Preamble

Before the storm, Sinsai Fury giving Villain discipline,
Taking out his shins, right before the battle begins.
Dumbfounded from my display, lyricism I parlay,
I decay, your carcass like roadkill on the freeway.
Ya style don't mix, like arthritis DJ's,
My rhymes give ya skin cancer quicker than administering multiple X-rays.
Claims of being an artist, proved deficient,
My talent overloaded ya computer leaving your memory insufficient.
So proceed with caution don't make, a mistake and intake,
It'll leave ya traumatized explaining ya problems to Ricky Lake.
Shoving dairy products down ya throat, hearing ya lactose intolerant,
Don't over look this match, facing me you shouldn't be confident.
Undergo torment everytime you bring up this document,
The fact that Sime paired me with you TAKE IT AS A COMPLEMENT.
Incomparable, thoughts conceived unbearable,
Blind the terrible, leaving Nova's mind unrepairable.
Remain unsalvaged on March Madness Island,
Your visions limited, couldn't reach my elevation with your eyespand......



Battle Of March Madness Island

1st you was cool, but I ain't vibing you no more like Chris Spencer,
So I remove all of your elements with my recycle bin dispenser.
Lacerate your fifth limb to alter your gender,
Allow each remaining contender, an hour after my flows massage your tender.
Then bounce as 14 dicks enter, ya flesh surrender, its already over,
Have everyone on the I-Net saying they fucked Nova.

The juices flowing from my mentals is too intoxicating,
Adrenaline rush faster than bullets when glocks be blazing.
Lose mass when I thinner curse your organic parts,
From me you get Sioux Buffalo treatment.....I'm ripping out ya heart.
And serving it in the abyss to Jeffrey Dahmer,
Harvest the remains to sharecrop like a farmer.
I bless mics like dikes bless mayors at re-elections,
And turn Villains in for therapeutic re-directions.
Currently Nova's rhymes aren't placed high astronomically,
Rather painted vividly, upon the "Halls of Fame" for comedy.
What makes you consider Delta Elements as Great?
I easily cut ya'll to 50 pieces and mail ya to each state.
The theory of Big Bang applies when Nova and I collide,
At this point there's no stopping your "SOLID" rhymes from being "VAPORIZED"
Liquid-nitrogen immediately froze you in your tracks,
realize your wrong for battling, like Mom's who want their Foster Kids back......

props to Villain Nova and Delta Element
peace
Blind
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Villain Nova

You can't see me, ha ha...

Are you Blind, kid?
I rip minds like yours at Simple Sime's shit
Then watch headz sweat my verse like Mike Tyson AND
Can-i-bus signed it
Since the second round, I've refined shit
Sharpened the hardness a little
Organized an army of scorpions in a cipher
And put you in the middle
Best believe they sting freely
In your eyes so you STILL can't see me
Got you calling up Psychic Networks
Fucking with herbs and tea leaves
Better hope my skills leave me...
Impossible like you in the next round
It's coming to me...I see your family gathered in black...
...They've all got their heads down...
...You...you're not there...hard to see...
...Can't tell...oh shit, that's you in the grave, yo!
During the funeral procession the lead Hearse is pumping me
on the radio;
Damn, I feel bad, what with me having vision beyond sight
And you can't even read my name right
Plus you're fucked in the head; caught you with a visor
squeezing your penis
Told me you were "trying to get your game tight"...
What has this world come to; I've got foes walking around
forming brain trusts
Trying to rub on me like mic skills were contagious
Last word of advice, Fury, put your verse on me to a halt
Because I'm averaging wins like 18-1
And that's without a fucking default...

Try not to bump into anything on your way out...

[trap.]

Battle: Blind Fury vs G-Force
Round: 4
Winner: Blind Fury
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Blind Fury

Blind Fury winning all March Madness tournaments,
Flush out ya organs, preserve them, and hang 'em up as ornaments.
Take off ya skin off, wear it at S & M meetings,
You feel the pain from the gauntlets and intense beatings.
Bomb threats require complex methods of evacuation,
So in this tourney you coming off like Condoms post Ejaculation.
Too late to withdrawal from this war like US in Vietnam,
There's no comparison, I'm weighted higher than you in all diagrams.
So make having No Limit(record)s your main Priority,
Even then you still couldn't reach me with your stanza made of inferiority.
Tongue lashings spread across ya area, like malaria,
Try to digest my words and it will disintegrate your interior.
Learn ya lesson, professing, lyrics showing no progression,
Shouldn't be treated at all like a Magic Johnson infection.
Snipping G~Force at highway intersections,
Now ya second-guessing, your weak trials at aggression.
Blind remains strategic, words paralyze leaving ya paraplegic,
Professional emcee, G~Force falls short of Collegic.
His mind's filt with fan-ta-sy, and weak plans-to-be,
The man next to the man 10,000 miles-from-me, please don't try to copy-me.

The Hyp-notic, Narcotic, making your rhyme seem Idiotic,
Your Psychotic, to think you could make me jump back with the use of Hydraulics....
Please, amateur I know you smarter then that,
Check your temperature, I've overtaken ya thermostat.
In ya habitat, "Make It Hot" ter than SupaFriendz under a Green House Effect,
G loses excessive amounts of breath.
From faulty atmosphere, which got his head gassed, in need to be oxidized,
I'm the catalyst between you and Round 5.
But there, can only be 4 MC's to Advance,
That's why I take drastic measures, to cripple your Stance.
Alter your Plans, Romance your eyez to keep you in a Trance,
Then hop on my horse and impale your-gut with a Lance.
Symbols the end of your power like the Berlin Wall collapsel,
Replay your demise for eternity with the loop button in my time capsule.
You wouldn't be safe battling me if you body was lubricated,
Contract full blown hemophilia when my illness penetrated.
Combust your iron lung device like John Wilkes Booth,
You from the South?...Pull out your molars and auction your gold tooth.
Hang you-up on the White House, mauled and crucified,
With a scroll attached, stating never contest Blind.........
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G-FORCE

U couldn't see me with tha Hubble Telescope cuz U BLIND like Venetian
I'll leave U face down drownin' in ya own secretionz
carcass reakin'// dumb ass leakin like a sieve
I'll slash ya jugular vein and gash ya wrists
Shatter tha Myth// That Blind Fury would advance to tha fifth
Tha G FoRcE is slayin' all contenders// U betta surrender
cuz I'm blowin' up like Air Bagz in Fender Benders

Assasinate you and your $MAGISTRATES INC.
Didn't Ya Moms tell U you'd go Blind from too much masterbating
I'll take ya head and shove it up ya Asshole
then Tear U out tha frame like Stolen Picasos
I Blast holes through ya chest wit' my sawed off Shotty
Call U Evil Knieval and break every bone in ya body
U think your Naughty?? yeah right, Your full of shyt like a Porta-Pottie
Puncture your eardrum now your Def, Dumb, and Blind
Maybe you'd stand a chance if I wrote your Fukin' rhymez
and sent them to Sime//
U couldn't come Correct with MIcrosoft Spell Chek
Fukin' with me is like a game of Rushian Roulette
Your turn with jus' one shot left
I'll chop off your JEWELZ of MAN and wear dem shytz around my neck

I snap necks and crack backz wit' my Chiropractic Tactics
This ain't a Fashion Show so FUK U and ya Bitch ass Graphicz
I'll show much love by smashing your ballz with my tennis racquet
Match point!!!//
U wouldn't have game if your name was Denzel in a Spike Lee Joint

I hope your Hungry cuz i'm servin' Knuckle Sandwiches// Plus i damage ribz
Reduce U to a SpecK like HONEY I SHRUNK THE KIDS
"I tawt I taw a PUSSY.....I did....I did...."
U had betta call for back-up from your 1-army
Cuz U could Bomb me//
With all of Suddam's hidden arsenal and still not harm me//
I'm Invincible// Strap U like tha Principal//
I'm UNFUKWITABLE but afta last night witcha girl i'm not a Virgin
Rip ya heart outcha Chest like a Cardiac Surgeon
Not TACO BELL but Gotchu runnin' for tha Border
Tha Day U defeat tha Force is tha Day that Hell Freezes OVER!!!

G FoRcE

[trap.]

Battle: Kno vs Blind Fury
Round: 5
Winner: Kno
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Kno

Its time for Blind Fury to say "Peace Out"...

This Blind kid is tryin to see me but that in itself iz truly pathetic
So I'm surgically making you feel my style without use of anesthetics
I bet you get tired of wearing lingerie/ This verse'll make you happy
It'll leave you "ASS OUT" and you don't have to wear crotchless panties
Im slammin ya nervous system and ceasing all of ya bodily functions
With constrictive styles TIGHTER than a vagina with a quarter inch circumfrence
This dumb kid knows I'm "unbeatable"/ Comparable to dicks after castration
And still he's "actin hard" like fake kidney stone imatations
You facin some SHIT so HOT my fecal cells could char and burn Hell
Fury passed "How To Take a Beating 101"/ I'll prove he learned well
He turns pale/ And feels it like Braille when he catches ass kicks
Cuz I got Blind Fury shook like Skinheads stuck in Freaknik traffic
Try and spit wack shit like Mortal Kombat lines bout how ya "Flawless"
But you still couldn't HIT BIG if you pimp smacked Christopher Wallace
I saw this bitch Fury shoplifting K-Mart brand "Rhyme Enhancers"
While I stay "tight to death" like virgins with incurable hymen cancer
This Blind bastards on my nuts harder than doctors sayin "Cough"
But Fury still stays tender like he's submerged in "Skin So Soft"
Ya gettin tossed/ Along with ya crew and all that you stand for
Leave less heads "tryin to see me" than Playboys featuring Roseanne Barr
You know ya in some deep shit like midget men immersed in dung
Don't tell Blind to kiss your ass/ He'll ask you if you want some tongue
Bitches thats numb from head to toe tip is still feelin me flow shit
The way you act ya mental computer must be equipped with a "Ho-Chip"
Flip sh*t like Kim Zymeskal in sewers bringing the ruck to bomb fakes
Oh well...I guess Fury's still mad cuz I had titty fucked his Prom date
Stay calm and wait or scream at me til ya fuckin lips is numb
Either way you won't COME FAT if ya dick drips some BIG PUN
I'm sick dun with more ill words than positive results on AIDS tests
Sleep on the Koran and Bible thats why I'm fresh and always stay blessed
Don't test but keep ya mouth shut like insecure kids with halitosis
Cus my dopeness leaves more "heads bent" than cranial scoliosis
Im smashing up stupid kids similar to short-bus fender benders
Until you "get the point" like back up guards when Iverson's injured...

You lose kid...

Kno
~RedLine~
Knights OTRT
EleMental SunZ

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Blind Fury

Freeze you in your tracks like cryogenics,
Ideas of Kno winning meets the conditions for schizophrenics.

For Blind this battle is "light" similar to calisthenics,
Your rhyme irritates me like insects, so I infect your Mic with-arsenics.

Characterized as timid, your thoughts I use as fuel like propane,
To put you to sleep like Novocain, I'm over your head like condensed rain.

Intense pain, like contact with disciplinarians,
Placing Kno in harsh reservations like Native Americans.

Learn ya lesson, professing, lyrics showing no aggression,
Shouldn't be treated at all like a Magic Johnson infection.

With this verse I'll send Kno into early retirement,
Prohibiting him from proceeding like a themepark height requirement.

Looking beyond you in the Final Four, so call Kno transparent,
I detain your privileges like social workers handling abusive parents.

You don't have any game so fuck your PE references,
Too scared to confront me, got me on block in ya private preferences.

If you don't know by now, I advise you stop daring me,
Reaction end in relaxion like electro-shock therapy.

Through divine rhymes, link text cerebrally, you eagerly,
Await the transaction like a criminal in thievery.

Sever mind-blows, giving you mnemonics after you got a concussion,
So you'll "Forget me not" like Patricia Rushen.

Kno emailing Bill Gates, estate, with complaints,
Asking for Riot Squad protection and cross-country restraints.

Nowadays winning against Blind is impossible,
I take out more entertainers than Cedars-Sinai Hospital. (Frank Sinatra, Notorious B. I. G., Easy E....)

So change your AOL Screen Name from DJ KNO KASH to Throat-Slashed,
Delete your C Drive folder ***he, allow your CPU to crash.

On purpose, cause not forfeiting this battle is worthless,
Hard to dodge a lost like Philadelphian corner churches.

Ya style ain't solid, so stop your recent intakes of Viagra,
Which only left you seeing blue like the falls of Niagara.

I'm doing anything to clinch this Western Division,
And vanish Kno's life, mysteriously concluded in suspicion.

props to Kno
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Blind Fury..peace