t-wrex aka twrex vs psylentz

[God Of War]

posted on 4/10/01

Psylentz

Psylentz vs twrex leavin him in a tragedy worse than nineteen hundred sixty three
and the assassination of kennedy
you need new material cause yer shit’s prehistoric
like sea anemonies
leavin you a confused “killer queen”
singin about the “first job amenity”
oh sorry – did I confuse you with my vocabulary?

if yer a rapper – yer a cause traitor
send you to dumb ass court – hope you got a good litigator
yer in a world of shit if the judge is a castrator
when I’m done you’ll be a social pariah
left homeless and kicked in the nuts
singin higher than mariah

wanna get warm? Here’s a book of matches
set yerself on fire

I’ll let you come to my concert for free to see me
Like a little girl – scream like you have a heart attack
Cept yer tickets will be in the nose-bleed section
Cause I heard you like it in the back

Carpe diem – the day’s been siezed
No longer shall I sit back and let my hardcore style be teased
Cause I’m strong style and tested
And never gonna be shut out bested
On the seventh day God created me
The bible lied when it said he rested

I’m sorry – maybe I have a big head
Well in reality I got too – won’t elaborate ‘nuff said
Yer nothin but 40 blondes ear to ear
A wind tunnel – blowin crass lyrics like hot air

I got battle requests from a mod, sargeant and private
You really want to battle me cause you want a hint at my stylo
Don’t deny it – the truth will set you free I won’t pry it

Comin on power like never before
Knockin down walls ten, twenty feet or more
Never know what punishment I have in store
Thrashin and trashin like a wild boar

Truth is I’m mean lean and clean
I cut straight down and deep like the guillotine
Sharp wit that astounds and abounds in mounds like of which has never been found
Got a forked tongue like the man below our feet
Truth is I’m ready for hardcore – no need to be discreet.

Oh look I dropped too many bars
Higher than t-wrex can count – I left his ass charred
Don’t come back till you realize I’m the man
With a sharp verse in yer hand
But first – put down the lsd
If you think you can defeat me
Yer hallucinatin – you need a better plan.

vs.

TWrex

it's aboot time we had this rematch.. we battled the first month i learned about online emceeing and joined here.. now, you're going to fall again.. MWA, HA, HA, HA!..


Psylentz may be golden, but your rhymes are like rusted tin
I'll crush your shin until you're left with blood-crusted skin
Then I'll bust your chin while I'm flashing a disgusted grin
Don't think I am finished yet because I'm about to just begin
You plus a win? That will never happen during my lifetime
You should 'ask the audience' for pity and use a lifeline
I just shit on you and now it is your turn to wipe mine
If you wrote on shrink-wrap, you couldn't have a tight line
Your trite rhymes are more played than soccer in Germany
You sure must like wackness, because it occurs plenty
Fuck giving my two cents; I'm going to add a third penny
You rhymes would've been better off if I hadn't heard any
I'll transfer twenty-nine right hooks across your lips
Your rhymes couldn't shine if you glossed your scripts
You seem to be slipping; I suppose you lost your grips
If we battled like pirates, you would get tossed off ships
You frost your fingertips whenever you begin to write
Cuz you couldn’t write hot if you held your pen to light
Tonight, I heard you like to excite young gay men at night
Now pay attention when I school you and then you might
Learn to be ill, but I know you’ve got a learning disability
But it seems that Psylentz is swollen with pride of his futility
His skills are like a butter knife and mine are Swiss Utility
Hey ***kface, you’ve just been blessed with lyrical Nobility