Blas-phe-me vs Phearce

[trap.]

03-11-2002

Blas spit:

***intro***

*Phearce I smash ya ass with mechanical mandibles fueled by steel cyllinders, crush your ironman body and polish the remaining peices, my rap thesis leaves wack creatures burried like cat feces, I felt bad for the avengers cuase they were a crew of Zeros, A bunch of fags Parading around claiming to be superheros,*

I got to make a thread just to get you to spit, like britany spears vaginity noone’s buying it, Deluzion coming in my thread trying to talking shit , and the only thing stopping my bars are comma’s and asteriks*, Make sure you cast a nice wish, but the loss cant be made exempt, I don't know what gets turned down more your audios or your date attempts, Imma clog you flow like dirt does to your pores, I swing crow bars so hard it will make Nancy kerrigon sore

final rippage

wasn’t feeling them flows like menstrual cycles for parariplegics, like food drop in ethopia you know they eat it


Phearce spit:

blash-phe-me has-to-be past the point of sanity/
cus askin-me to battle is like venom to ya verbal vanity/
wit terrible variables i attack amphibious and arial/
ya got 'no dick' ryders so ya 'illness' must be 'vanarial'/
prepare-ya-'skull' for cracks as i tie you to 'railroad' tracks/
lost ya 'train' of 'thought' as life is somethin ya conductor lacks/
each punch packs poisonus puns that pound like pistons/
ya hard-drive is eatin alive by tha virus i thrust into ya systems/

no THIS is tha final rippage imao

blas this battle is cashed like tha blunt i jus passed so ya verse needs a roach-clip/
i can tell ya frontin so from ya 'cunt-in' im 'huntin' makin ya 'eggs poached'-quick/