Week 2: veritas (0-1) vs. josh s (0-1) - JOSH S WINS

[josh s]

I wont offer a truce.. known to lie in bed with da goddess of truth
then left Veritas at the bottom of a well after I fucked the daughter of Zeus
lettuce prey; V's just food on a plate, why you carrots not valid ??
but if you red rounds of this fagot then you oughta know Veri toss salad
dashit I'm kicking goes over bitches heads, V can't figure a round out
must live under a rock.. so it's only right that I give you a round house
Jiu Jitsu amounts to foolishness, u can't get out, it's uselessness
I'll hold u to the same treatment Jesus got, what's that?! a "mounted crucifix"!
think that's fucking hard? just wait til the bucking start
I had ur bitch in so many positions my dick slipped right out the "rubber guard"
lemme guess.. u just gonna "roll" with the punches?? i'd let tools hit um
I'm into 3-somes with bitches, u only "love triangles" when there's dudes in um
i'm a freakin' ape, tail gated ya mom's ford compact sport.. like, that's a "hip Escape"!
watch how I "go.. go plot a" murder scene, all i need is my shin bone to stick in place
by now ur probably "grappling" with da fact i'm a natural hard spar
spinning elbow, then hand you a cold shoulder.. that's an actual "arm bar"!!

[veritas]

Veritas is pulmonary Emphysema, meaning you don’t want the smoke,
Fifty Shades a Gray ya chick, with a demeaning Rear Naked Choke.
A disciple of the six masters of Ryōzanpaku, so I’m invincible in battle,
That’s why you couldn’t affect this beef if you were Monsanto Cattle
Old school vet, undefeated, often cheated, still a threat, a pimp, and the Don,
it ain't a thing to register your wife for my gifts like I'm Bed Bath and Beyond.
Smashing hard, I swim in the sea of her G spot, it’s immense what I’m packing
Know the hoe screaming out: “Oh Zeus! release the Kraken!”
Give her to the team, I’m the John Stockton of passing her for the fare time,
got that hoe relapsed on tricking, falling back like Karl Malone’s hairline.
You can’t beat me, even let you choose my utensil,
it won't matter, I’ll take your neck like I’m John Wick with a pencil.
terrorize your verse of lies, you slept on V and neglected a crisis plan,
left ur mom and pops lifeless and raped your daughter with devices inside an ISIS van
I crack ya gam-gam in the dentures, then spoil Avengers with a wiser plan:
My Endgame is your hoe on my dick at your funeral from the Iron, Man