Relentless Fists vs Advance

Saint · 10-28-2017, 06:39 PM

Originally posted on artofrhyme

Relentless Fist

This is where you lose...

nice site Andy… but believe me your toast
this must be communion cause im eating the host
the evil I’ll post.. will be breakin my heart
like circus suicide bombers.. this clown’s getting taken apart

yea…

I’ve merked some vets.. but this the worst one yet
a member aint dropped so fast since Andy first saw breasts
this b*tch that we see.. won’t be swinging at me
like the precinct inkpad he’ll never lay a finger on me
we got unresolved issues, so I’ll pop his mouth
like lazy exorcists I’m NOT gonna talk it out
screams and bruising, yeah.. it seems he’s losin..
I’ll take a giant sh*t in his dome like New Orleans did Houston
my team says screw him… f*ck writes we fight next
I got a trick up my sleeve, your mom likes my biceps
I deaded her man… pulled her panties and let her expand
I know how ostriches feel after putting my head in the sand
give a f*ck if your mad.. bout the stuff I hit ya fam with
Fist between your sisters.. call it a knuckle sandwich
fear of heights does damage, makes him slow and lost
so I took him to Niagra just to ‘throw him off’
broken arms, hips cracked, legs attached just slightly
so now he’s battling with a handicap just like me
this hoe’s so lame… no job and no real fame
when he tips his hat to strangers… they throw in change
he gets no respect.. a dynamite stick in his neck
he’ll snap, then go separate ways… in a literal sense
the pressure intense… just break from the site…
like my win column he’ll be taking a hike
erase what you type… we snore through ya verse
your raps a prairie dog… quit boring the earth
war on my turf? grab your song and go home..
get your donkey off my chair.. your ass don’t belong on the throne
why’d you create a rap site? I’ll expose the truth
your jealous that the black kids like me more than you
This whore is through, and when I call him a liar
he’ll cover himself and run.. like his house is on fire
me on his nerve, I easily deal with this herb
you’re down a grade.. you should turn ya wheels to the curb
my timing is great… I laugh at every rhyme that he makes
he should be added to the cast of Lost.. for irony’s sake

Advance

Face it, you're the type to choke in a battle and freeze...
Install a virus, hope nothing happens when you're tapping the keys.
"I think it was this attachment that crashed my PC".
While you study your last two losses that happened by me.
Forever a textcee, how can you claim it's even writing?
When 90% of your ability comes from Mavis Beacon Typing.
And I'll try to avoid the obvious Canada diss.
Since your free health care comes in awfully handy with this.
The message is, I'm the most dangerous with a clenched Fist...
Since your mom fought hard not to slice your fresh wrist.
I'm rude and of course...I'm brutal and coarse.
While you're the dude from the store that delivered food to my door.
Excuse if I snore, but I heard news this was war.
And you're as real as Sgt. Slaughter commanding troops in the Corps.
Fist will talk a big game, but can learn to love silence.
When you become harder to find in Canada than gun violence.
You're slightly distressed, since I might be the best.
And all you do is take L's like a Knight-piece in Chess.
I can't stand, overrated cats that try to grandstand.
And then get caught posting in a thread for Advance fans.
This pervert keeps calling me up, I know for a fact.
Breathing and panting, until I hear "Ayo I'm dope!" in the back.
After these bars, if you still plan to knock us over.
You'll need your verse spit by John Edwards on "Crossing Over".
Skill can go with time, and when all the votes are mine.
It'll be two weeks of hearing, "but I wrote that homeless line!"
I hope you grow a spine, but if you still don't get the message.
A third loss to me won't mean as much as your dental records.
It's okay, you wish you had a girl to see how far you came.
But b*tches only ride with you to get in the carpool lane.
All in all, everyone knows that Fistie's all talk.
While my sh*t is off the wall like mini-golf shots.
Cats betting on Fist? Must think I'm taking a dive.
I'm Butch in Pulp Fiction, ready to skate when you die.
So instead of a closing line for me to wrap the verse.
You've been finished since 01' when I smashed you first.

10-28-2017, 06:39 PM	#1
Saint Scream Join Date: Jun 2015 Posts: 3,251 Battle Record: 63-35 Accomplishments - 50 Wins Champed - BA Picture Roast - Battle Royale Tournament - NBL Pic Roast - Netcees Battle League - NBL Season 11 - HoT Roast - BAL Roast - Tag Team Tourney - NBL Barcotic Cypher - SOL Pic Roast - BA Tag - XXXtentacion Roast - 1-2 LR Champ Rep Power: 22535868	Relentless Fists vs Advance Originally posted on artofrhyme Relentless Fist This is where you lose... nice site Andy… but believe me your toast this must be communion cause im eating the host the evil I’ll post.. will be breakin my heart like circus suicide bombers.. this clown’s getting taken apart yea… I’ve merked some vets.. but this the worst one yet a member aint dropped so fast since Andy first saw breasts this btch that we see.. won’t be swinging at me like the precinct inkpad he’ll never lay a finger on me we got unresolved issues, so I’ll pop his mouth like lazy exorcists I’m NOT gonna talk it out screams and bruising, yeah.. it seems he’s losin.. I’ll take a giant sht in his dome like New Orleans did Houston my team says screw him… fck writes we fight next I got a trick up my sleeve, your mom likes my biceps I deaded her man… pulled her panties and let her expand I know how ostriches feel after putting my head in the sand give a fck if your mad.. bout the stuff I hit ya fam with Fist between your sisters.. call it a knuckle sandwich fear of heights does damage, makes him slow and lost so I took him to Niagra just to ‘throw him off’ broken arms, hips cracked, legs attached just slightly so now he’s battling with a handicap just like me this hoe’s so lame… no job and no real fame when he tips his hat to strangers… they throw in change he gets no respect.. a dynamite stick in his neck he’ll snap, then go separate ways… in a literal sense the pressure intense… just break from the site… like my win column he’ll be taking a hike erase what you type… we snore through ya verse your raps a prairie dog… quit boring the earth war on my turf? grab your song and go home.. get your donkey off my chair.. your ass don’t belong on the throne why’d you create a rap site? I’ll expose the truth your jealous that the black kids like me more than you This whore is through, and when I call him a liar he’ll cover himself and run.. like his house is on fire me on his nerve, I easily deal with this herb you’re down a grade.. you should turn ya wheels to the curb my timing is great… I laugh at every rhyme that he makes he should be added to the cast of Lost.. for irony’s sake Advance Face it, you're the type to choke in a battle and freeze... Install a virus, hope nothing happens when you're tapping the keys. "I think it was this attachment that crashed my PC". While you study your last two losses that happened by me. Forever a textcee, how can you claim it's even writing? When 90% of your ability comes from Mavis Beacon Typing. And I'll try to avoid the obvious Canada diss. Since your free health care comes in awfully handy with this. The message is, I'm the most dangerous with a clenched Fist... Since your mom fought hard not to slice your fresh wrist. I'm rude and of course...I'm brutal and coarse. While you're the dude from the store that delivered food to my door. Excuse if I snore, but I heard news this was war. And you're as real as Sgt. Slaughter commanding troops in the Corps. Fist will talk a big game, but can learn to love silence. When you become harder to find in Canada than gun violence. You're slightly distressed, since I might be the best. And all you do is take L's like a Knight-piece in Chess. I can't stand, overrated cats that try to grandstand. And then get caught posting in a thread for Advance fans. This pervert keeps calling me up, I know for a fact. Breathing and panting, until I hear "Ayo I'm dope!" in the back. After these bars, if you still plan to knock us over. You'll need your verse spit by John Edwards on "Crossing Over". Skill can go with time, and when all the votes are mine. It'll be two weeks of hearing, "but I wrote that homeless line!" I hope you grow a spine, but if you still don't get the message. A third loss to me won't mean as much as your dental records. It's okay, you wish you had a girl to see how far you came. But btches only ride with you to get in the carpool lane. All in all, everyone knows that Fistie's all talk. While my sht is off the wall like mini-golf shots. Cats betting on Fist? Must think I'm taking a dive. I'm Butch in Pulp Fiction, ready to skate when you die. So instead of a closing line for me to wrap the verse. You've been finished since 01' when I smashed you first.