Death vs Jessica

Ghost1 · 06-02-2013, 11:00 PM

R u a real person?

Jessica · 06-02-2013, 11:08 PM

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Originally Posted by Bags

R u a real person?

Hahaha

Of course I am. Just that I am well mannered and so unique, my rap style is out of this world. Imma bring up some change in the netcee world.

Jessica · 06-03-2013, 12:14 AM

Opponent : Death
Topic: Wired thoughts

Jessica

I am a sword of blood, observe as I cut this kid's throat/ Empty his body, throw his body in my flow, burn it while it floats/ My thoughts are twisted, I shall screw with this kid's mind/ My punches are unforeseen like a fist to the blind/ I devour the thoughts of DEATH, dislocate his bones as I drag his body through the blood see of tombs/ I provoke telekinesis with twisted thoughts/ Disintegrating him leaving his fragments in different morgues/ Son, I am catastrophic with a twisted logic/ I will leave you nostalgic as you get eaten by the God of gothic/ The only time you SPIT is when I punch you in the chest shifting you lungs/ Leaving you vomiting blood as I drop bars in tongues/ like Robocop coughing out his technical parts/I am the forgotten soldier-girl spiting blades with forbidden arts/ I shall cut through your neck, leaving your metaphors cut in half/ I am lyrically twisted and ready to kill, I lead you to the forbidden path, where dead souls seek the chance to relive{relieve}/ I perform rituals which obliterate the spirit in which you believe/ I lyrically hold a twin edged dagger, sharper than the fork of evil/ now watch me stabbing you then twist it in your heart/ Son I am like a bitch cannibal, I shall eat you and leave you torn apart/ I will leave your soul locked in an invisible cell of demise/ I am like a ghost in your dreams with evil eyes/ I scare you till you become lunatic and illogic/ I am cannibalistic/ my ammunition is sonic/ I will leave you bowing in front of your father's spirit/ I possess twisted thoughts,I make rap ritualistic/ and you are the sacrifice, an animal that I will slaughter/ I will leave your parents wishing you were not a son but a daughter/ so that I won't have to crush your balls like a stress ball/ I will leave you in the world of death at the spot your ancestors call/ I am done, you told me with a PM not to use my hand when I hit a spider/ I am hot headed and brutal like the ghost rider.

KennyCerealBowl · 06-03-2013, 03:01 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Jessica

Opponent : Death
Topic: Wired thoughts

Jessica

I am a sword of blood, observe as I cut this kid's throat/ Empty his body, throw his body in my flow, burn it while it floats/ My thoughts are twisted, I shall screw with this kid's mind/ My punches are unforeseen like a fist to the blind/ I devour the thoughts of DEATH, dislocate his bones as I drag his body through the blood see of tombs/ I provoke telekinesis with twisted thoughts/ Disintegrating him leaving his fragments in different morgues/ Son, I am catastrophic with a twisted logic/ I will leave you nostalgic as you get eaten by the God of gothic/ The only time you SPIT is when I punch you in the chest shifting you lungs/ Leaving you vomiting blood as I drop bars in tongues/ like Robocop coughing out his technical parts/I am the forgotten soldier-girl spiting blades with forbidden arts/ I shall cut through your neck, leaving your metaphors cut in half/ I am lyrically twisted and ready to kill, I lead you to the forbidden path, where dead souls seek the chance to relive{relieve}/ I perform rituals which obliterate the spirit in which you believe/ I lyrically hold a twin edged dagger, sharper than the fork of evil/ now watch me stabbing you then twist it in your heart/ Son I am like a bitch cannibal, I shall eat you and leave you torn apart/ I will leave your soul locked in an invisible cell of demise/ I am like a ghost in your dreams with evil eyes/ I scare you till you become lunatic and illogic/ I am cannibalistic/ my ammunition is sonic/ I will leave you bowing in front of your father's spirit/ I possess twisted thoughts,I make rap ritualistic/ and you are the sacrifice, an animal that I will slaughter/ I will leave your parents wishing you were not a son but a daughter/ so that I won't have to crush your balls like a stress ball/ I will leave you in the world of death at the spot your ancestors call/ I am done, you told me with a PM not to use my hand when I hit a spider/ I am hot headed and brutal like the ghost rider.

k so spider nd rider rhymed..

Objective · 06-03-2013, 03:07 AM

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Originally Posted by KennyCerealBowl

k so spider nd rider rhymed..

Get with the times! Rap doesn't have to rhyme stoopid!

Edit: Actually skimmed through some lines of its verse. Seems like it got endrhymes/slants for the most part tho'.

Jessica · 06-03-2013, 11:50 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by KennyCerealBowl

k so spider nd rider rhymed..

Suck a dick you know nothing about rap, lil poopy.

trap. · 06-03-2013, 07:32 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bags

R u a real person?

i'm 99% sure this is HelloKitty, but i could be wrong. sometimes my hunches prove right though.

06-03-2013, 12:14 AM	#3
Jessica indisputable girl Join Date: May 2013 Location: South Africa, Pretoria, Menlyn Park Posts: 49 Battle Record: 0-2 Champed - Twig & Berries Invitational - Shark Week 2013 - (Place other humorous "champeds" here) Rep Power: 0	Opponent : Death Topic: Wired thoughts Jessica I am a sword of blood, observe as I cut this kid's throat/ Empty his body, throw his body in my flow, burn it while it floats/ My thoughts are twisted, I shall screw with this kid's mind/ My punches are unforeseen like a fist to the blind/ I devour the thoughts of DEATH, dislocate his bones as I drag his body through the blood see of tombs/ I provoke telekinesis with twisted thoughts/ Disintegrating him leaving his fragments in different morgues/ Son, I am catastrophic with a twisted logic/ I will leave you nostalgic as you get eaten by the God of gothic/ The only time you SPIT is when I punch you in the chest shifting you lungs/ Leaving you vomiting blood as I drop bars in tongues/ like Robocop coughing out his technical parts/I am the forgotten soldier-girl spiting blades with forbidden arts/ I shall cut through your neck, leaving your metaphors cut in half/ I am lyrically twisted and ready to kill, I lead you to the forbidden path, where dead souls seek the chance to relive{relieve}/ I perform rituals which obliterate the spirit in which you believe/ I lyrically hold a twin edged dagger, sharper than the fork of evil/ now watch me stabbing you then twist it in your heart/ Son I am like a bitch cannibal, I shall eat you and leave you torn apart/ I will leave your soul locked in an invisible cell of demise/ I am like a ghost in your dreams with evil eyes/ I scare you till you become lunatic and illogic/ I am cannibalistic/ my ammunition is sonic/ I will leave you bowing in front of your father's spirit/ I possess twisted thoughts,I make rap ritualistic/ and you are the sacrifice, an animal that I will slaughter/ I will leave your parents wishing you were not a son but a daughter/ so that I won't have to crush your balls like a stress ball/ I will leave you in the world of death at the spot your ancestors call/ I am done, you told me with a PM not to use my hand when I hit a spider/ I am hot headed and brutal like the ghost rider.