Severe vs Atari Logik

trap. · 01-28-2013, 04:39 PM

03-21-2002

(Note : the title of the thread was "i wanna battle(only the tightest)" and Atari's quote in his siggy is ""Every dog has his day.. especially in rhymin/ so I decided that I'd never play the fire hydrant."
-Blueprint )

Atari Logik:

ayo, compared to other weak queers, Severe's the prefered-prospect, cuz I heard-gossip that you thought you could hurt-Logic, thinkin I've lost "touch of the keys"..must be fuckin with me
you'll earn-losses, netcees is "type cast" cuz everything spit is word-processed, but AL reaches out through screen.. it seems
it's-an-advantage.. the words ya hear will "hurt ya ear" till ya need a "listenin-bandage", fuck this nerd, "Severe" 's a discription-of-damage I inflict when I brandishin wit mixed with a slanderous- disposition in more torturous way than Spanish-did-inquistions, EI's bout to vanish-in-the-myst I send from the spliff I tend-to-smoke, oh you're audio now? hmm, friend, let's pretend ya joke, I got "tracks that lead to death" like heroine users or Nazi-camp-trains, on the net? not-a-damn-thang, see I'm tryin ta advance brains standin on corners of California I "slang slang", cuz my rhyme-speech is doper than fine-trees, haven't destroyed a B-boy in a sec, wanna find-me? I'll be disproovin fool's thinkin my lines be "idol threats"? I'll leave angry golden calves
under your bed.. I'm low as vitals-get when rival-vets is "sleeping"-good, test my res and I'll define "severe"..
bring "death to heads" like the reaper's-hood..

Severe :

Ya Logik kicked in once u bounced after i got hot and started blazin cats
Phasin tracks?all u says an act, i make the pavement crack with amazin raps
Tripped and fell when u heard their Cloning my structure like they was splittin cells
Fake gangsta, Eatin sunflower seeds the only time u be spittin shells
Thanks for the new nickname when u called me out, i dont mind it in the slightest
Hell look at the name of the thread title "I wanna battle (only the tightest)"
I could do without this bitch, i could say ur wack rhymes and sound tighter
Everything comin out ya mouth is shit thats y after u spit u feel 10 lbs lighter
Smack ya face so i can remove ya lips from my dick and put em back in place
I could morph ya body into a mic and ya still wouldnt be in rappin shape
Peeps stood the indecency since ya couldnt do it decently
Destroyin fake emcees is my business and business has been good recently
I cause Premier vets to sing when subjected to "Severe" questioning
They call me "Injuries" cuz im labeled as career threatening
U signin a deal is the definition of what contractual flaws is
I kill so many cats ya death was a given, thats y it was labeled as natural causes
Take the quote in your siggy, ya right u wont play the hydrant's role
I'm shittin on u and rapin u instead,tell em how ya like it in ya throat
Overzealous with the hits that be crushin fellas at the wrists
Strayed from textceein so much my hands got jealous of my lips
Rip u at Fraternity fests that resulted in paternity tests
Cuz i fucked u up so bad u think u pregnant,got u walkin around in a maternity dress
I heard ya shit, it was so wack it took me back in years, caused me to "skip" and shout
When they heard i was battlin u my hands refused to type, my middle fingers extended themselves, they started "flippin out"
Hit ya mouth with personals and rehearsable versatile emcees that curse at will
Disperse and kill , aint stop at your death, i got the group plan for caskets for ya fam and kids, now the hearse is full
Rip u inside out even after your death, so i had em make your funeral suit reversible
Yet to spot an equal so cocky my shadows got an ego
So ill after "Severe took Atari" God already started plottin a sequel
ill skill fufills what u dealt while Ya ass is still on the shelf
Only way u could handle my biz is if ya killin ya self
Fake rapper did ya always plan to ball soft?
Tell me, how u dick"ryde" and still manage to "fall off" ?
Trample yaself my verse to u is the example itself
Of y im So ill i only sample myself
Put on the front, i know how u strictly depict me
U love my shit, Those r your hands in my siggy
Span the velocity, shit i can see the animosity
U were me 6 months ago, now u cant even be stoppin me!

01-28-2013, 04:39 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Severe vs Atari Logik 03-21-2002 (Note : the title of the thread was "i wanna battle(only the tightest)" and Atari's quote in his siggy is ""Every dog has his day.. especially in rhymin/ so I decided that I'd never play the fire hydrant." -Blueprint ) Atari Logik: ayo, compared to other weak queers, Severe's the prefered-prospect, cuz I heard-gossip that you thought you could hurt-Logic, thinkin I've lost "touch of the keys"..must be fuckin with me you'll earn-losses, netcees is "type cast" cuz everything spit is word-processed, but AL reaches out through screen.. it seems it's-an-advantage.. the words ya hear will "hurt ya ear" till ya need a "listenin-bandage", fuck this nerd, "Severe" 's a discription-of-damage I inflict when I brandishin wit mixed with a slanderous- disposition in more torturous way than Spanish-did-inquistions, EI's bout to vanish-in-the-myst I send from the spliff I tend-to-smoke, oh you're audio now? hmm, friend, let's pretend ya joke, I got "tracks that lead to death" like heroine users or Nazi-camp-trains, on the net? not-a-damn-thang, see I'm tryin ta advance brains standin on corners of California I "slang slang", cuz my rhyme-speech is doper than fine-trees, haven't destroyed a B-boy in a sec, wanna find-me? I'll be disproovin fool's thinkin my lines be "idol threats"? I'll leave angry golden calves under your bed.. I'm low as vitals-get when rival-vets is "sleeping"-good, test my res and I'll define "severe".. bring "death to heads" like the reaper's-hood.. Severe : Ya Logik kicked in once u bounced after i got hot and started blazin cats Phasin tracks?all u says an act, i make the pavement crack with amazin raps Tripped and fell when u heard their Cloning my structure like they was splittin cells Fake gangsta, Eatin sunflower seeds the only time u be spittin shells Thanks for the new nickname when u called me out, i dont mind it in the slightest Hell look at the name of the thread title "I wanna battle (only the tightest)" I could do without this bitch, i could say ur wack rhymes and sound tighter Everything comin out ya mouth is shit thats y after u spit u feel 10 lbs lighter Smack ya face so i can remove ya lips from my dick and put em back in place I could morph ya body into a mic and ya still wouldnt be in rappin shape Peeps stood the indecency since ya couldnt do it decently Destroyin fake emcees is my business and business has been good recently I cause Premier vets to sing when subjected to "Severe" questioning They call me "Injuries" cuz im labeled as career threatening U signin a deal is the definition of what contractual flaws is I kill so many cats ya death was a given, thats y it was labeled as natural causes Take the quote in your siggy, ya right u wont play the hydrant's role I'm shittin on u and rapin u instead,tell em how ya like it in ya throat Overzealous with the hits that be crushin fellas at the wrists Strayed from textceein so much my hands got jealous of my lips Rip u at Fraternity fests that resulted in paternity tests Cuz i fucked u up so bad u think u pregnant,got u walkin around in a maternity dress I heard ya shit, it was so wack it took me back in years, caused me to "skip" and shout When they heard i was battlin u my hands refused to type, my middle fingers extended themselves, they started "flippin out" Hit ya mouth with personals and rehearsable versatile emcees that curse at will Disperse and kill , aint stop at your death, i got the group plan for caskets for ya fam and kids, now the hearse is full Rip u inside out even after your death, so i had em make your funeral suit reversible Yet to spot an equal so cocky my shadows got an ego So ill after "Severe took Atari" God already started plottin a sequel ill skill fufills what u dealt while Ya ass is still on the shelf Only way u could handle my biz is if ya killin ya self Fake rapper did ya always plan to ball soft? Tell me, how u dick"ryde" and still manage to "fall off" ? Trample yaself my verse to u is the example itself Of y im So ill i only sample myself Put on the front, i know how u strictly depict me U love my shit, Those r your hands in my siggy Span the velocity, shit i can see the animosity U were me 6 months ago, now u cant even be stoppin me!