Doperhyma vs Lil Raskal vs Offtheblizz

[trap.]

01-01-2002

lil_raskal

your fate was sealed as soon as you wrote the challenge //
a sculpted classic, so this is a battle you could never hope to manage //
i must be "holdin acid", i seem to be "throwin punches" mad sporadic //
its easy son, 5 and 0, this aint a battle, its mathematics //
biting bastard, couldnt choose between production or the planet !? //
my introductions causing havoc, can you believe this is me spittin average !? //
you aint gettin the best of me somewhat like MYA battle rappin //
you being my first lost !? psh, yeah........... that'll happen //
magical caption, seems like the words JUMP and pound ferocious //
Profound is focused, with smooth flow, while this cats just sounds attrocious //
your round is hopeless, your best attempts fall short, you dont improve //
and now the open mic board, is where youve.. grown to loose //
you've blown a fuse, tryin to out-do, but yet you lack the "oohs and ow's" //
even if you had the bleachers relocated, you still couldnt "move the crowds" //
ill leave you dyslectic, 'flippin so many bars', your 'influenced' and 'quezy' //
hes like delicate white cotton, this kid ruins to easy.................


doperhyma

i checked ur rhymes in the begginnin i was like this kids kiddin//
i've writtin this verse to tell you that your spittin is slippin//
if faggots were marked by liquids then your drenched and your drippin//
stop testin me cuz my trigger finger is itchin//
i'll keep on rippin, and keep on shittin, mess with me corny bastard//
doperhyma verse anybody spells recipe for disaster//
devilishly kill your pastor leave you without a religion//
you betta off that way cuz God couldn't even help you in this mission//
listen i've ripped other rappers that are harder with ease//
don't wanna digest my rhymes they'll fuckin clog arteries//
i'm evicting as though a landlord u didn't reach this months rent//
you use an eigth of your brain while I use like 90 percent//
the other ten are so surplus like i'll let you borrow the rest//
ingraved forever now like i'm a scar on your chest//


Offtheblizz

I'll rip you apart mimic the style of the Grim-Reper after dark,
nothing can resuscitate your soul be it louis and clark//
my words like a sharp knife penetratin' through your wind pipe,
you will fall to my hype, be intemmidated by what I type//
metaphorically compare you to the victim of a lyrical fatality,
just another wounded, another "OfftheBliz" dialect causualty//
rip you to shreads, and avioded all the FEDS, inflict brain damage, now your in with the SPEDS//
This style has found no equal, spit some much unbealivable flavor,
ones looking for the sequel,
some much lyrical insanity got people looking back for the prequel//