Richard Corey vs Jay Thompson

trap. · 01-28-2013, 01:29 AM

02-05-2002

Jay Thompson (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=9103)

Jay gains respect, when i lyrically break~ya~neck
I deal tha cards and ya get taken out like jokers in tha~playin~deck
What~did~ya~expect? Weaker flow~than~you? You think that I~would~lose?
I will always come out on top--we'd only be tied if we were tennis~shoes
Then i'd bend~tha~rules--ya face~misplaced when i land~tha~punches
Can't digest this?--cause i'm to sick to handle like middle~school~lunches
RC just try and front~this--I'll take your whole~click out with one of my~spits
the only way you 'in the running' is when ya print my verse and sprinted~with~it
Think I give~a~shit? Na, I don't lend out any of ya~verses
I just pound ya face wit ya awards screamin "you really deserve~this!"
You think your SO~PERFECT!!--A level 5 emcee--only when you times~by~3
Kick ya verse to tha curb when you ask if you can ride~with~me

~switch a bit~

This is it RC--sure you be your last--get murdered then place ya limbs in 40~body~bags
Surely peeps~are~fags--cause all the votes will explain "your the hott RC~lacks"
After~that I scatter your fuckin ass throught the 'Dark Nights'
Leave ya soul hearin everybody laughin at ya displacement like they was readin~far~side's
Left ya hung up like un-used phone lines--and ripped wit~tha~quickness
Make ya throw up in the 'sight of me'--cause I'm too sick~to~witness

~The End~

RC, just realize my gift--I'm tha shit--and what you smell~is~that
Cause this round I just walked all over your~ass like a fuckin welcome~mat

Richard Corey (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=6)

Call the cops as Jay falls and drops! Sound alarms, I don't stall or stop,
Locks bound your arms! Your spits only "half-way hot" like halter tops!
I "alter knots" like cub scouts, scoopin' chunks of your lungs out!
You're raps are "goin' out on a limb" like a ladderless club house!
Leave your bladder just dug out, Shatter your brain matter with one bout!
The rapper whose badder with guns out, verbal macks blurt and snubs shout!

Damn, sorry Jay, I didn't mean to murder you with the first lines
of absurd rhymes, horrible at math, but I bet I can work 9's!

This ain't a battle of names, it's a rattling of frames
grappling with my insane ramblings to drive you mad in the brain!
The only way I can get your attention, you must practice water retention
Y'know, "holdin' ya flow", a b*tch on the rag trapped in detention!
I mastered the spittin' with graphics and writtens, story's and rhymes
Gorey time lines of abhorant sky-lines, classic battles with b*tches!
But Richard where're the punches...shut up b*tch! I'm gettin' to that
Watch me bring atom smashers to his catholic church - "splittin' his mass"
Blast it, with muskets and buckets of C-4, ball bearings and glass bits!
TOTAL DEVESTATION! His entire congregation gets to share a casket!
Beware the havoc that follows when I rip you cats with my "canines"
and incisors! Smack you in the head so hard, ya brain grows age-lines!
Jay, I'm just sayin' maybe it'd be safer if we stopped playin'
I'm not a doctor, but I don't like the way your necks swaying http://www.******.com/forums/vault/i...lies/frown.gif
You have so much more to live for, just don't f*ck with Richard Core
Cause like Pet shops, trust me, I got a lotta more "sh*t in store"!

...yeah!!!

01-28-2013, 01:29 AM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Richard Corey vs Jay Thompson 02-05-2002 Jay Thompson (http://www.****.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=9103) Jay gains respect, when i lyrically break~ya~neck I deal tha cards and ya get taken out like jokers in tha~playin~deck What~did~ya~expect? Weaker flow~than~you? You think that I~would~lose? I will always come out on top--we'd only be tied if we were tennis~shoes Then i'd bend~tha~rules--ya face~misplaced when i land~tha~punches Can't digest this?--cause i'm to sick to handle like middle~school~lunches RC just try and front~this--I'll take your whole~click out with one of my~spits the only way you 'in the running' is when ya print my verse and sprinted~with~it Think I give~a~shit? Na, I don't lend out any of ya~verses I just pound ya face wit ya awards screamin "you really deserve~this!" You think your SO~PERFECT!!--A level 5 emcee--only when you times~by~3 Kick ya verse to tha curb when you ask if you can ride~with~me ~switch a bit~ This is it RC--sure you be your last--get murdered then place ya limbs in 40~body~bags Surely peeps~are~fags--cause all the votes will explain "your the hott RC~lacks" After~that I scatter your fuckin ass throught the 'Dark Nights' Leave ya soul hearin everybody laughin at ya displacement like they was readin~far~side's Left ya hung up like un-used phone lines--and ripped wit~tha~quickness Make ya throw up in the 'sight of me'--cause I'm too sick~to~witness ~The End~ RC, just realize my gift--I'm tha shit--and what you smell~is~that Cause this round I just walked all over your~ass like a fuckin welcome~mat Richard Corey (http://www.***.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=6) Call the cops as Jay falls and drops! Sound alarms, I don't stall or stop, Locks bound your arms! Your spits only "half-way hot" like halter tops! I "alter knots" like cub scouts, scoopin' chunks of your lungs out! You're raps are "goin' out on a limb" like a ladderless club house! Leave your bladder just dug out, Shatter your brain matter with one bout! The rapper whose badder with guns out, verbal macks blurt and snubs shout! Damn, sorry Jay, I didn't mean to murder you with the first lines of absurd rhymes, horrible at math, but I bet I can work 9's! This ain't a battle of names, it's a rattling of frames grappling with my insane ramblings to drive you mad in the brain! The only way I can get your attention, you must practice water retention Y'know, "holdin' ya flow", a btch on the rag trapped in detention! I mastered the spittin' with graphics and writtens, story's and rhymes Gorey time lines of abhorant sky-lines, classic battles with btches! But Richard where're the punches...shut up btch! I'm gettin' to that Watch me bring atom smashers to his catholic church - "splittin' his mass" Blast it, with muskets and buckets of C-4, ball bearings and glass bits! TOTAL DEVESTATION! His entire congregation gets to share a casket! Beware the havoc that follows when I rip you cats with my "canines" and incisors! Smack you in the head so hard, ya brain grows age-lines! Jay, I'm just sayin' maybe it'd be safer if we stopped playin' I'm not a doctor, but I don't like the way your necks swaying http://www.*****.com/forums/vault/i...lies/frown.gif You have so much more to live for, just don't fck with Richard Core Cause like Pet shops, trust me, I got a lotta more "sh*t in store"! ...yeah!!!