Elite 8: Furious Stylezz

[trap.]

Battle: Kno vs Furious Stylezz
Round: 4
Winner: Kno
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Kno

Furious tries to COME OUT HARD by saying "I'm gay!" while wearing leather
But he still couldn't fuck with me if I was "Ribbed For Her Pleasure"
Arteries I sever/ While Furious leaves some minimal flesh wounds
Plus he's been HANDED more beatings than George Michael's dick in restrooms
I bless goons/ You spit cuz its too hard for you to swallow this
When I got you confused and nauseated like RuPaul's gynecologist
Remember the first time you tried to battle me and got checked son?
It was first grade/ I left a Tonka Truck stuck in your rectum
You tried to flex some at age ten and teamed up with your cousin
But I cut off both of ya'lls scrotums and cooked em inside of ya Easy Bake Oven
I'm sick of you frontin/ You could never beat me/ and besides
If I died people'd refer to you as "Kno's bastard child"
I last for miles/ You challenging me is a fucked up decision
Like Rodney King driving drunk through an LAPD weapons convention
So must I mention/ I know your crew is mostly lesbians
And you act straight pussy like an ironed-out vaginal thespian
Plus ya Stylezz are "lesser than" so I fu*k with ya moms to teach you a lesson in
"Back-Bending"/ I got the bitch believin she's Mary Lou Retton and
The blood letting stands at nine quarts when I ABUSE this KID Furious
Til his neighbors get alarmed and report me to Women and Children's Services
For "beating Stylezz quick" like when he "Furiously Masturbates"
But he still won't COME FRESH if he fills a Zip-Lock when he ejaculates
So kick your wack debate/ I seal your fate with weight deflation
Becuz you couldn't see my shit with some toilet bowl magnifications
The ramifications of flexin on me is death and flags at half-mast
Slip a razor in your G-string/ Result being : Your style is half-assed
The last laugh/ Goes to those who peep this cuz it tickles
I'm fuckin with dime pieces while you anal sex wooden nickels
The sickle/ Gets drug across ya neck/ I wreck as I blast prose
Ya whole crew'll be askin "When did you get that second asshole?"
Furious' flows anorexic/ Ya best shit can't tip the scale
You want me to feel ya rhymes?/ Write em on your chick's tits in Braille...

And I'll get at em tomorrow night...

Kno
Knights O.T.R.T.
~RedLine~
EleMental SunZ
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Furious Stylezz

Elite Ate huh? aiight whose the next emcee to be plowed?
The voters sing: Kno,Kno,Kno,Kno... like Destiny`s Child/
Testin me stylezz?, eh-eh, thats a Kno,Kno/ Slowly getting harder
with each line, like videos of my dick getting an erection as you play
it in slo-mo/ Going for ya ribs like your Adam have you weaving and
kidney guarding/ Re-incarnate to the bully that used to take your
cookies in kindergarten/ My lyrics must wear false noses and mustashes
cuz
niggas don`t recognize, You better hang up dreams of 1st place and ask
sime if theres a second prize/ Cuz getting pass me`s like the IRS, i be
taxing
kids/ I block that path you couldn`t go thru me as laxatives/
Breaking legs like crickets with rickets rubbing them together to stop
your
chirpin`/ Like a Hip-hOpera, when the fat lady sings bitch, its
curtains/
Dj Knock-out wishes he could spit this vicious battle type disses/ Cuz
this is
malicious fury channelling stylezz like satellite dishes/ Knock-out Djs
letting
my fist do the talking like sock puppets/ Stick my hands up your ass say
a
verse for you just move your mouth like the muppets/ Kno-escape from
this verbal
rape you can`t hide i`mma find-ya: vagina!, I`m in front of ya....i`m on
the side of ya...
Kno!! Look!!..I`m behind ya/ Like the Ill Crew Universal, when you on
boards I.C.U./
Soon as you log on i pop on your screen like I.C.Q./ Kno-diggety,
Kno-nigga be,
ready.. i stays strong/ Cause more ruckus over mics than the one on LL
Cool Jay`s arm/
I`ll leave you silent like the "K" in your name, thats how your word is/
Fuck-up so many kidz y`all should call Child Protective Service/
So watch him piss in his pants, throw a tantrum and go potty/
As i dis-embody `em and put him on display, cuz hes a Kno-body/
But i call you the Unibomber, you don`t belong with the rest
of us, Cuz you only Blew-up once: That was your verse against Exodus/
Like being arrested on chumped up charges in a cell, you don`t Kno what
your "In" for/ Better put a rush delivery on your "How to Be a rapper
Package"
kit that you sent for/ My recitals like Vivien just depends where it
goes, Flows keep
voters awake but the same blows make Kno-Doze/ An anonymous arsonist
launching
this shit wit constant spits, Elected 10-term governor to your state of
unconsciousness/
This next line is a killer read it like Arabic to catch it/
"dyslexic sodomized a like backwards you to it give I"/....haha, git
it?!

..out!

M.O.S...2tha3rd i