Resin M-I-C

[Ace]

(as Bladerunner) vs Beyond


You’ll lose clout when I start makin’ this fool doubt;
Nigga got an eye a Red Ryder BB gun’s afraid to shoot out /
You scrawny, ugly fuck; I’m about to hook this dude,
Muthafucka, if morning breath & body odor had a kid it’d look like you /
Matter of fact, you look like you just misplaced your bus pass,
& can someone tell me why Ludacris is rockin a conquistador mustache? /
Just sit down junior- Quit that silly scheme;
Drop the Beyond steez, chico. The Bed & Bath part’s what you really need /
Yous a faggot. It’s better to come out now than later kid,
When dudes pee, He’ll try to creep up next to the John like Terminator did /
I’ll cease this critic, get a razor; Everyone sees your gimmick--
Facial hair so outta line you’d think it was holding season tickets /
You live in a slum house plus you look like a bum now,
If eyes are the mirror to the soul your left one belongs in a Funhouse /
Poor nigga quit livin’ in the dark on some dumb shit;
Your electric’s a backed-up Bill beatrice kiddo wouldn’t even fuck with /



(as Bladerunner) vs Lefty

It’s like,
His noggin’s huuuge- I feel bad for the nurse who had the honor,
Nigga your birth was more of a chronic push than medical marijuana.
You a full blown retard, autism is where the fun begins,
When he gives you the rundown, it just involves saliva rollin’ from his chin.
So in about 5 seconds he’s gonna leave that hoody very wet,
then go mad after he realizes he left his earphones at the Something About Mary set.
Even where you live is simple; you need to start to listen,
1 + 1 gives him a complex look that half bedroom apartment’s missing.
Judgin from ya hobo clothes, you probably let your pets starve,
Plus his ears so big, you’re probably more Audible than brett farve
You repulsive, kid. He got all the girls on the block racin’ home,
When I say u ugly as sin- I mean jesus would die 5 times jst for ur face alone.
He’s got a crazy dome- you gimp I suggest calling a truce,
Your forehead’s got a bump motherfuckin’ pregnancy couldn’t excuse.
We can tell you keep your hand and a comb completely separated
hair looks like u bought a bomb from the Acme store that prematurely detonated
When I pull out a rubber, it’s safe sex for all the love I’m makin’
When YOU pull out the rubber, it’s to try to keep that Seiko watch from breakin’
You ugly son of a gun, I’m gonna disgrace this creature,
Ever see the Hills Have Eyes? Well you got the rest of its facial features
I go out for blood. With your grill I’m gon see more -
If a smile goes a long way, one punch is about to put your incisors on detour


vs Cryogen

ur a glutton. no brat pack i’m here to punch this sinner
he’s part of The Breakfast Club. that’d overstay for lunch n dinner
u dumb n bitter. see me givin this wack guy the knife
if ur skills did u justice u'll be lookin at twenty-five to life
u have no intent to wife so lemme smack with queer
of course ur cry. eryone knows real men hold back their tears
n the way u order appetizers u neva get panties droppin
with meals. he’s lived off sliders his whole life like Randy Johnson
when worst comes to food this guy gets needy
the song Goodies made ciara famous. it gave puffy here diabetes
from table manners alone we kno this big bitch is evil
all u hear is ‘drum rolls plz’. enuff to introduce a hundred people
i’m a master of the gridiron but its really buggin me
madden has belly options. with pants u don’t hve that luxury
u jst a measly low life that'll see the trigger revolve
so when i say i tower over u. there’s a sniper rifle involved
n when i spit it im wingin. anyway u spin it i’m winnin
i crush dudes. u crush dudes by throwin rocks at their window n singin
fuck ya simple ass gimmick. no one praised it son
this boy who cry wolf also looks like he was raised by one
put the hate on this bitch when i degraded this kid
i got this win so locked up its already out in the yard tradin for cigs



(as Mr. T) vs Alvin Karpis

look at this crybaby. i thnk i’ve finally seen this fools worst
now quit all the bellyaching. best that’s gon do is send u to the school nurse
or a L to Oneduh. n now u think ur verses tower mines?
please. ur a goody two shoe that’ll end up tied over a fuckin power line
u got coward rhymes. in pic n roll u lookn hungry bitch
n poor. mother prolly lived off ‘Change in the 90s’ like a Strasburg pitch
u a nobody. zilch. enjoyment in ur life stays hardly
when my punches ‘zero in’. it’ll jst remind him of past birthday parties
i’m coppin this win ez. i can sense this guys nervousness
this is such a Runaway my votes gotta be turned ova to child services


(as Mr. T) vs Calefaction aka YaBoystatus

yea i seen ur grill n i doubt this boy scores
stupid got a face an airbag would be scared to deploy for
after me n Alvin’s battle u all saw this guy was hatin
cuz that was at a dead heat. while i dnt even consider u a dehydration
alias this, alias that. actin tough to make it look like u cool
but the best diss anyone can really do is if they mistook me for u
been called butler, kung, res.. so who u sonnin?
when the smoke clears. they find u in the garage with the engine runnin
to Cal i’m a terrorist. with an explosive supply in store
but when i throw a C4 in public. nigga i’m takin bout ur spinal cord
ur audios r wack. all i can do is laugh at this troll
cuz u wingin a verse would cause chaos for air traffic control
he 26. has no job. n thinks livin with mom must be heaven
for lettin u stay. she’s a ‘head case’ worthy of bein gwyneth paltrow in seven
whoeva knew u severed ties afta u started spreadin lies
umm ‘ya boy status’ sounds like a screename for a fuckin pedophile
now i gotta keep it one hundred. i keep it real to these fools
when u keep it one hundred, it’s the ft. u have to stay away from a school
ur nothing Cal. ur whole demeanor’s a joke you bastard
i jst made ur confidence so small toy companies label it as a choking hazard