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[Dominate]

vs Blue Bayou

This pindick miiiiight bring a girl home, but lemme put these facts in order
Soon as she see Bipolar mood changes so fast you'd think she had that disorder
You a washed up faggot Blue... How often u got top offenses?
That's Bound to A Curfew enough times to rival the discipline ur mom dispenses
She loves bondage & choking. Her fav sex game shows she truly a hoe
It's Holding Her Breath and getting tied up... But it ain't a Balloon that she's blown
Faggot you can't afford steak. Please just spare me the rubbish
Your Porterhouse is what you'd come home to after a day of carrying luggage
Sucha insignificant faggot. Ur gunnin's not somethin we notice
If I got beef it's nothing to sneeze at... U just rustle feathers right under our noses





vs Swerve aka Patrick

His girl look like a body builder - w/ those biceps u know she trumpin him
Pat Buchanan’s so fuckin prominent they could sway ppl to vote Republican
Kid’s been mid-tier forever, how his fans saying I won’t best this queer?
Fuck what a Stan Doubts… Swerve aint had ONE of those his whole text career
I’m dope w/ a flawless delivery, plus I’m in a line of TRUE work
U only good w/ Polish to Boot cuz ur that kid that says “shine ur shoes, sir?”
& ppl ain’t gonna sugarcoat it - they’ll say u got burnt in the fires
They’ll make no Bones about it… Just an ep of that show that ur murder inspires
I meet girls’ every criteria that’s why I stay bedding the fairest dimes
If Swerve putting Ticks in Boxes it’s by spreading his genital parasites
Fuck ur Australia punches, keep thinking those lines are in fine taste
At least MY version of an Outback doesn’t need corrective surgery & a spine brace
You emotional faggot... I’ll take ur girl & enter her nookie
U got NO chance of taking Midol… that’s why you’re STILL a sensitive pussy
Ur scoliosis is jokes though – I know ur shit isn’t totally damned
Only reason ur Backpacks up is cuz ur a soy latte drinking fag who goes to poetry slams





vs Neighbor aka Outlaw

U get ripped off buying groceries. That story made u look like a faggot brah
I mean, you Spaced Out & got Jewed Law… and I ain’t talkin bout Gattaca
Your mom’s a dating site slut. Tell her stank ass to hit the showers
Anyone that Smelt that bitch or Mackerel be back on Plenty of Fish within hours
Neigh’s pussy & a wretched vet. He’ll go into hiding when the techs are flexed
Pfft… I’ll shake ‘em up and this Doodle disappear like a fuckin etch a sketch
You juice & get assfucked. Either could put u in shock & have ya heart in pain
Fuck it, stay taking a Pole or Roid… u’ll get the picture when u start to shake
I’m in the tub getting sponged down by hoes w/ extravagant skills -
Getting lathered by milfs, while only time u get a backwash is drinking the last of the milk
This frail faggot got Rabdo from lifting, & I gotta see this as weakness
If we seeing Neigh bodybilled … it’s as 'the most feminine physique with a penis'
& he wonders about his girl’s past. I told em “Neigh she did an orgy”
But the way he denies that Big Bang Theory it could fuel the Creationism story
Stop pretending you’ll land that 6 figure job. We’ve had enough dude
Only reason ur money’s where ur mouth is is cuz ur poor & have a Buck tooth
& I feel like I gotta tell ya… your girl is carrying my bastard homie
I went from playing tonsil hockey with her to slipping one past the goalie





vs Cashius

Originally Posted by Sharp Nine

Guys have been calling for a pic tourney for awhile...if its 8 top tier dudes then I could see it being either:

-dope
-rife with no shows, where cashius wins the finals over whatever mid tier replacement got that far

Nice accomplishments chump. Top tiers weren’t sticking around for you
Those wins aren’t just shallow, they’re miles above sea level & getting dizzy from altitude
You’re boring as fuck. Don’t have what it takes to topple a great’s lines
Your personality’s Behr & you’re bout as much fun as watching that Paint dry
Srs, who is this faggot?!?! He’s got NO charisma, pure & simple
Cash Character's so fucking foreign it could replace the Pound Sign & Euro Symbol
In clubs I’m macking the choicest queens, while this fag is prancing flamboyantly
Far as sex and what floats his boat … I guarantee that it’s having a Buoyancy
& when my verse is critiqued, the “creative” “& dope”s are substantial to view
Cash breakdowns have “Standard” & “Poor”s so much they read like financial reviews
He’s an insufferable homo, with hormones that’s badly proportioned
Really, I can’t bear this fruit. His mom should’ve said the same & had the abortion
My wallet’s hefty. Ur pockets empty cuz u lack career connections
My bank Balance is healthy… urs looks like it’s drunk and got an inner ear infection
& yo I killed it trading Exotic Stocks - all of the Futures I bought climbed
While your Call Options consist of either your mom or the suicide hotline
I write hours of flames... then a little filler… OK, it’s a downer but hey
Ur verses have such a Liberal dose of it they’re turning vegan & won’t shower for days
& if u Show Up here I’ll go ape shit - prolly do time for the scrape kid
I’ll gladly take the years off your appearance… & I ain’t talking no face lift
Put the fear in you & you’ll Change Inside… get nullified if u want it
U’ll eat slugs from the gat… & next time u see me there’ll be butterflies in ur stomach

[Dominate]

vs. Stranger (won by no show)

“One of the things you learn, after years of dealing with drug people, is that everything is serious”


We drank champagne from the beakers. The results had concluded significance.
After years of immovable diligence, we had the cure. Pharmaceutic deliverance.
The elation was fevered. Back slapping, we partied & lit
cigars from a Bunsen burner, talked of Nobel laureateship.
In a drunken fervor, I laughed. Looked to the stars, drank in the ether.
It wasn’t until later that I realized the taint in our research…
.
.
“Profit drives innovation”. That loophole was hardly a new phrase.
My colleagues strived to embrace it & soon drove Ferraris on Tuesdays.
The price was inflated. Our creation became a commodity
& our operation’s philosophy was taking all profits through patent monopolies
that gave rise to exorbitant fees. An extortionist scheme.
The reach of salvation had been shortened by corporate greed.
By day, I held life in my hand in the form of a little white pill.
By night, I watched the news reports & counted the little guys killed.
The medal I’d once worn proudly hadn’t had the same gleam in a while
I drank vodka from a chipped mug, & saw no reason to smile.





Vs. Zygote (won 5-0)

"Goodbye Yellow Brick Road – Elton John"


It starts as an infant. Ritual sacraments mark the commencement
of a charted existence. Towards a majestically pretty celestial city,
far in the distance. The magnificence of it is impressed on you quickly;
in perpetual sunlight - it sparkles, resplendent,
with gates made of pearl for a marvelous entrance.
Its brightness & glory, - blinding! - it’s harmful to glimpse it
But stained glass optical lenses let you view it in all of its brilliance.
Inside, the hearts of its denizens brim with joy, and ardent contentment.
Hardships are ended, and all within are bonded in friendship.
Of the one who sits the throne, little’s known - he’s guarded, restricted.
& when he does grant an audience, he appears in fireballs, & in whispers.
His powers are vast & incredible – truly, a mark of his kingship.
It’s said he can conjure the wind with no more than a thought or a sentence
And his wrath is terrible - if you break his laws or posit resistance
But he’s good - imparting forgiveness to those who offer repentance.
Daily, throngs of petitioners beg his favor and call for assistance –
“make me smart!”, “give me courage!”, “fix my heart!” - it’s persistent
From afar it’s a mystery - we perceive only sparse interventions
But the closer you are to his kingdom, they say, the sharper your wisdoms.
Many claimed they could reach it... One such group was large and momentous.
They had knowledge of every step - all you needed to do was follow directions
“Follow, follow, follow ….” Their sonorous song was entrenched in
the minds and hearts of their henchmen, standing tall at attention.
With some occasion, another way would garner calls and contentions
But the advocates of such were dismissed as false & pretentious.
“why would you turn towards it?” the Straw Man argued against them,
warning of another realm whose monarch was dark and malignant.
...
And so, John was conflicted. At a crossroads, lost in an instant.
He’d been told to go straight… but that was at odds with his instincts.
He was drawn to the other path, - felt it calling in all of his senses.
He chose it, hoping it would lead him to god where it ended.





Vs. Defiant (won 7-0)

"The War or the Battle"


Blood stained the arena’s floor. Cato’s tunic was soaked with sweat.
He was tired. Exhausted. His sword moving slower and slower yet.
His opponent stepped, red plumed helm framing a contemptuous sneer.
The spectators’ deafening cheer was punctuated with heckles and jeers.
He circled his foe. Searching for weakness, observing his pose.
The soldier sprang! Metal rang as scythe met sword, turning the blows.
Woodchips flew from Cato’s shield as he parried each vicious cut.
Sidestep. Spin and thrust. Peddle back... He wasn’t quick enough.
He staggered. Weapon dropped, his body followed a moment later.
“Finish him!” the crowd roared. “Make an end to this loathsome traitor!”
Blade pressed to Cato’s throat, his oppressor awaited a final command.
The centurion cleared his throat, and bellowed from high in the stands:
“Let this be a lesson, men. Fight in the field with your brothers beside you
Or pay the price for desertion and fight in the ring while others deride you!”
With a thumbs down, it was done now. Death raced down in a savage swish.
Cato reflected on his choice. Maybe the war wouldn't have been as bad as this.





Vs. deadman

"A hero can be anyone..."



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