Rev-8 vs D-compose

trap. · 01-25-2013, 04:00 PM

02-03-2003

Rev-8

Your gay in life, D-compose.. your a nameless guy
Ya name says it all like a fuckin famous mime
Shut ya bitchin, enough with dissin
Crush ya ribs with, knifes while ya lung's just splittin
Blah blah, I know u in real life
U cant rap, cant freestyle and cant write
U tried it twice on the mic, u just an a-hole
U asked to battle, 'ok'.. i mean 'ko'
Create some shoes,yeah.... cos u suck and u last
and ya soilin ya pants, I'll plant my fuckin foot in ya ass!
Ya nothin with raps, BITING BITCH... ya fuckin ass is mine
Having a stack of my cds is the only time you'll rack my mind!

D-compose

Yo my rhymes are exploding,
Mouth constantly movin in perpetual motion
Only way u can defeat me is dopin me with a potion
Or casting a hex on me or a medieval curse
U goin home in a hearse if u fuk with me
Cos im invincible I win by the common principle
That bad overcomes good. Beat me?! U think you could?!
Cos I use wordplay and metaphors
Youve never met a force, like this before
Im darker than darth maul from star wars smoking dope
But you cant smoke, you cant toke
You tried snortin coke but got ice up your nose
Cos your gangsta attitude is just a pose
Your strut makes u look like you in pain
stead of following marshall you should use your own brain or your gonna end up like stan
tryin 2 get in 2 the rap pants of a certain white man
im turning you insane in the brain like cypress hill
your turn now and look.your lips are still

01-25-2013, 04:00 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Rev-8 vs D-compose 02-03-2003 Rev-8 Your gay in life, D-compose.. your a nameless guy Ya name says it all like a fuckin famous mime Shut ya bitchin, enough with dissin Crush ya ribs with, knifes while ya lung's just splittin Blah blah, I know u in real life U cant rap, cant freestyle and cant write U tried it twice on the mic, u just an a-hole U asked to battle, 'ok'.. i mean 'ko' Create some shoes,yeah.... cos u suck and u last and ya soilin ya pants, I'll plant my fuckin foot in ya ass! Ya nothin with raps, BITING BITCH... ya fuckin ass is mine Having a stack of my cds is the only time you'll rack my mind! D-compose Yo my rhymes are exploding, Mouth constantly movin in perpetual motion Only way u can defeat me is dopin me with a potion Or casting a hex on me or a medieval curse U goin home in a hearse if u fuk with me Cos im invincible I win by the common principle That bad overcomes good. Beat me?! U think you could?! Cos I use wordplay and metaphors Youve never met a force, like this before Im darker than darth maul from star wars smoking dope But you cant smoke, you cant toke You tried snortin coke but got ice up your nose Cos your gangsta attitude is just a pose Your strut makes u look like you in pain stead of following marshall you should use your own brain or your gonna end up like stan tryin 2 get in 2 the rap pants of a certain white man im turning you insane in the brain like cypress hill your turn now and look.your lips are still