DopeRhyma vs BlackSlimShady

trap. · 01-28-2013, 06:14 PM

04-24-2002

SLIM SPITS:

You call yourself in such a cocky manner, "doperhymer," Only way you'd beat me is if you caught me sleeping, without a "timer."

Here we go..

This time around, I'm facing some forum rapper who thinks he's "dope", no speck of talent, even unviewable under a "microscope." // Let's leave the original raps, and get a little "aristocatic", you're just like your mother, in every situation you're always "melodramatic." // Shed your tears for me, because im killing you with every "punch," had you loathing me, at breakfast, dinner, and even "lunch." // Don't come at me, because all your pity get's "testified," It's terrible, my flows even got your avatar "petrified." // T.K.O.. A total knockout, filled with "pandamonium," watch you sizzle and ***kle with enjoyment, just like "acid sodium." // doperhymer, you facing me in a battle, is "stupidity," your body seems to be sweatin, from my heated rap "humidity." // I use big words to put my rhymes together, with "unity," only way you'd defeat me, is if you had indefinite "immunity." // You have your raps cocked back, but forgot the "ammunition," now you wishin, you wouldn't have came and got your beef cooked, in the "kitchen." // I guess i'll be the teacher, and it's time for another "lesson," only way you'd rebound this loss, is if you had a "ressurection." // The only way you're defeating me, is if you have a rapping "passion," I'm relaxing, because I'm shutting you down T.K.O "fashion." // Beat me, the only thing you'll be beating is your "meat", it's exciting, my chance to hand you yet another "defeat." // Be patient, it's not only necessary, but a "virtue", did I hurt you, your rhymes whack, so I guess god has cursed "you."// Lock the techs, because this win for Slim is only "biblical," I've literally slaughtered you, so dickridin votes for you, are "typical." // Our matchup, was only guaranteed to be a "wreck", And when it's over, T.K.O will be written across your "neck." // Your end, is known is Mormon life and "hyroglyphs", the alternative, to try to bust at Slim with "hollow tips." // But my end, I guess God's pen didn't "suggest it," To watch you perish slowly, I don't want it, I only "lust it."

Dope:

I’m warning-I’m-reckless, before this whore is found blood pouring-‘n’-headless…distorting-intestines, Dope’ll leave this fuckin’ rookie’s whole family “morning” like “breakfast"//
Like jewlery?…leave this faggot sporting-a-“neck-less”…extorting-clourine for puring ur verse, cuz there no way I’ll except-this!!!//
Black shady… This newbie ain’t shit, he finds rap-sites on-line and quotes-em…faggot, your lines-who wrote em’? This amatuers got more bytes – then – modems// (byte/bite)
WACK SHADY, how’d ur ego get so “hefty”…I guess its with that “garbage”-you spit//
An arduous-rip? Nah, I spit flames at this homo with barbecue-lips//
Sparkin-his-carcus-with-clips, Marking’n’ Arcing his-spinals with the hardest of arcenic-spits//
Remarkin’-to-this? Shady embarkin’? “my children” found a home on ya face like a buncha "parsonage-kids"//(came on this bitches face)
Markin-ya-ribs…Dope gets ridda Slims spits with slits, I’ll sever-his-tongue//
Shady’s victories are like “horny-priests”, cuz they both never-get-“NUN”//
Exceterra-son…I’m givin’ death a room-mate, fuck-it I’ll provide the strecher…//
You tried to “dive-‘n’-delve into my depths”, but this rookie couldn’t survive the “pressure”//

01-28-2013, 06:14 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	DopeRhyma vs BlackSlimShady 04-24-2002 SLIM SPITS: You call yourself in such a cocky manner, "doperhymer," Only way you'd beat me is if you caught me sleeping, without a "timer." Here we go.. This time around, I'm facing some forum rapper who thinks he's "dope", no speck of talent, even unviewable under a "microscope." // Let's leave the original raps, and get a little "aristocatic", you're just like your mother, in every situation you're always "melodramatic." // Shed your tears for me, because im killing you with every "punch," had you loathing me, at breakfast, dinner, and even "lunch." // Don't come at me, because all your pity get's "testified," It's terrible, my flows even got your avatar "petrified." // T.K.O.. A total knockout, filled with "pandamonium," watch you sizzle and ***kle with enjoyment, just like "acid sodium." // doperhymer, you facing me in a battle, is "stupidity," your body seems to be sweatin, from my heated rap "humidity." // I use big words to put my rhymes together, with "unity," only way you'd defeat me, is if you had indefinite "immunity." // You have your raps cocked back, but forgot the "ammunition," now you wishin, you wouldn't have came and got your beef cooked, in the "kitchen." // I guess i'll be the teacher, and it's time for another "lesson," only way you'd rebound this loss, is if you had a "ressurection." // The only way you're defeating me, is if you have a rapping "passion," I'm relaxing, because I'm shutting you down T.K.O "fashion." // Beat me, the only thing you'll be beating is your "meat", it's exciting, my chance to hand you yet another "defeat." // Be patient, it's not only necessary, but a "virtue", did I hurt you, your rhymes whack, so I guess god has cursed "you."// Lock the techs, because this win for Slim is only "biblical," I've literally slaughtered you, so dickridin votes for you, are "typical." // Our matchup, was only guaranteed to be a "wreck", And when it's over, T.K.O will be written across your "neck." // Your end, is known is Mormon life and "hyroglyphs", the alternative, to try to bust at Slim with "hollow tips." // But my end, I guess God's pen didn't "suggest it," To watch you perish slowly, I don't want it, I only "lust it." Dope: I’m warning-I’m-reckless, before this whore is found blood pouring-‘n’-headless…distorting-intestines, Dope’ll leave this fuckin’ rookie’s whole family “morning” like “breakfast"// Like jewlery?…leave this faggot sporting-a-“neck-less”…extorting-clourine for puring ur verse, cuz there no way I’ll except-this!!!// Black shady… This newbie ain’t shit, he finds rap-sites on-line and quotes-em…faggot, your lines-who wrote em’? This amatuers got more bytes – then – modems// (byte/bite) WACK SHADY, how’d ur ego get so “hefty”…I guess its with that “garbage”-you spit// An arduous-rip? Nah, I spit flames at this homo with barbecue-lips// Sparkin-his-carcus-with-clips, Marking’n’ Arcing his-spinals with the hardest of arcenic-spits// Remarkin’-to-this? Shady embarkin’? “my children” found a home on ya face like a buncha "parsonage-kids"//(came on this bitches face) Markin-ya-ribs…Dope gets ridda Slims spits with slits, I’ll sever-his-tongue// Shady’s victories are like “horny-priests”, cuz they both never-get-“NUN”// Exceterra-son…I’m givin’ death a room-mate, fuck-it I’ll provide the strecher…// You tried to “dive-‘n’-delve into my depths”, but this rookie couldn’t survive the “pressure”//