Glass-Knight vs Illusion

trap. · 01-28-2013, 06:51 PM

05-25-2002

~glass-knight~:

bud-weiser hired me to knock dirty acoholic's like you out cold//95% of survey's and poll's say once my bar's hit ya soul you wont be seeing shit like stevie-wonder's ass-hole// drowing you hole's in filthy toliet bowl's leaving you fag's lone to elope// ya eye's glued to my rhyme's like professinal colt's rappin loose ya bolt's like cathlic polpe's//attchin tab's of lsd to ya spleen waving sceen's of ya mother's nudeacy//givin ya hit's at light-speed sprayin out debree of ya knee's now maybe ya brain will lie to ya and say it was just a illusion of me//im towin ya fate it's me you choose to hate//cause i relizied you were takin meat up the ass raw like frozen steak's//so i just leave you lone to blow ya mate pating ya toe's mid-grape//im a god or is pjk your date ill just let you hoe's debate//.....

Illusion:

This is why i fucked your mother.....

I'll tell you how to win...it a simple task if you ask me...
Just check the votes at the end...i'll already be past three...(3-0)

Killin a newbie...all he needed was respect and a post-enlargement...
But me...i've been around since white-castle was just an-apartment...
My rhymes...you couldn't harm-it...i'm violent with just words...
I come at you gorrilla style...throwin all out until you say this shit hurts!
bury your face in the dirt...kick and smash your brain into fragments...
I know your colors...all i have to do is look at the stains on your mattress...
my skills? you'll never have-it...with just keys i break-bones...
you ain't playin with pussy...but you'll still hear fake-moans...
get it? you verse ain't prone...never makin me flinch...
Fuck-it...raid your house and break ya face with-a-wrench...

I've broke you down....don't believe me...is there more-to-diss?
This verse doesn't have motor skills...but cats are floored-with-this..

01-28-2013, 06:51 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Glass-Knight vs Illusion 05-25-2002 ~glass-knight~: bud-weiser hired me to knock dirty acoholic's like you out cold//95% of survey's and poll's say once my bar's hit ya soul you wont be seeing shit like stevie-wonder's ass-hole// drowing you hole's in filthy toliet bowl's leaving you fag's lone to elope// ya eye's glued to my rhyme's like professinal colt's rappin loose ya bolt's like cathlic polpe's//attchin tab's of lsd to ya spleen waving sceen's of ya mother's nudeacy//givin ya hit's at light-speed sprayin out debree of ya knee's now maybe ya brain will lie to ya and say it was just a illusion of me//im towin ya fate it's me you choose to hate//cause i relizied you were takin meat up the ass raw like frozen steak's//so i just leave you lone to blow ya mate pating ya toe's mid-grape//im a god or is pjk your date ill just let you hoe's debate//..... Illusion: This is why i fucked your mother..... I'll tell you how to win...it a simple task if you ask me... Just check the votes at the end...i'll already be past three...(3-0) Killin a newbie...all he needed was respect and a post-enlargement... But me...i've been around since white-castle was just an-apartment... My rhymes...you couldn't harm-it...i'm violent with just words... I come at you gorrilla style...throwin all out until you say this shit hurts! bury your face in the dirt...kick and smash your brain into fragments... I know your colors...all i have to do is look at the stains on your mattress... my skills? you'll never have-it...with just keys i break-bones... you ain't playin with pussy...but you'll still hear fake-moans... get it? you verse ain't prone...never makin me flinch... Fuck-it...raid your house and break ya face with-a-wrench... I've broke you down....don't believe me...is there more-to-diss? This verse doesn't have motor skills...but cats are floored-with-this..