X-Caliber vs Periodik

[trap.]

05-25-2002

x-caliber (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=7450)

periodikly your the weakest elemt on charts, well im the smartest smart bomb straight fallowing your heart, i got a suggestion for you retire and never come back, you need to quit cause none of you pieces been lagit, youve probly been going to sooh bitting of weak mc that can barely spit, youll get ripped and never come back to life by this kid, i aint sayin im the best but got they ability to half ****** right to rest, but still you had to except and cuntest, if this were a contest of witts you still lost faster then a a wrist slit by bic, dog im the schik, to slick an able to empty my mind theyr verbal clips, you dont even know how to spit, get beat twice in a week by me and white heat, hes retired just like periodil needs to be, ill grab you eternally and hold you captive in my firey infermery, hell's where i live and i you couldnt beat me even if you breathed out pure ice, man the only way youll win is if you get lucky like the dice, rolling for duce duce you aint gettin nothin but your throat around my kneus kneus, shoot, ill shoot of more rounds of intelligince thatll whip in a state of neglegince, cant talk cant speak cant think i even sgot off your eye lids you cant blink, so next time you wanna battle i suggest you use twice as much of that ink.



Periodik (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=6951)
a.k.a Karnage

{Intro: I got to hit below the belt on this one}
This fagat named X-Caliber is just a played out amueta//
U think your lyrically-fit? your girl says “u don’t got stamina”//
(*1)I’ma damage-ya, study u in science, and dissect your anatomy//
(*2)u garbage as hell, I guess skills don’t run in the family//
{Verse: I got to continue wit the Sickness}
I’m da man to beat, facing me something cats don’t dare-do//
(*3)But u asked for this battle……so, did somebody Dare-You//
(*4)Looking in a mirror scares u, hell, your face scares everyone//
(*5)U ain’t have a battle verse for me, so your asked your brother to lend-u-one//
I condemn u son, I spit-shit like I got the runs//
If u rep-where-u-from then u better give props-to-my-cum//
I’m your real pops-ok-son, can u get any dumber?//
How couldn’t u known when you call me mother-fucker//
(*6)U hopeless-sucker, u held a tourney just to get famous//
But the only reason why u famous is for getting dicks up your anus//
I’ll leave u brainless, in a small-room, bleeding like a faucet//
(*7)Your deaths a secret, till they find your skeleton-in-da-closet//
This match? U already lost-it, and u fucking know-it//
(*8)This proves u ain’t a battler so go back to being a poet//
{Enough wit personals, these are straight punches}
Your hot-shit? I froze-it, don’t show disrespect//
Wit one squeeze from the tech, I’ll make u breathe thru your neck//
I can’t be seen by u X, so I’ll rip out your eyes while u blinking//
Then look thru the sockets so I could see wat u thinking//
Stop bitching, u claim to be gangster, does that make u better?//
Pppllleeeaaassseee…da only hood u seen is hanging off your sweater//

(*1):His avatar is a pic of a skull
(*2):His brother is Massacre and Massacre is nice
(*3):X pm’ed me & asked for this battle
(*4):See (*1)
(*5):See (*2)
(*6):X held a newbie tournament a while back
(*7):See (*1); also, there’s a saying that goes “ your secrets our your skeletons in your closet”