DopeRhyma vs Gem-N-Eye

trap. · 01-28-2013, 06:18 PM

04-25-2002

Gem spits:

DopeRhyma? Only wit COKE and NURSERY QUOTES poked inside ya/
You're a BITER, I'm knocking out your wisdom teeth and Incisors//
Realize my vocals sail through your Wind (win) totals drastically/
You're MIA like I kidnapped, slapped, and trapped you in Miami//
Hurricane gusts thrust sliced swipes through your windpipe/
couldn't be FORCE 1 in my AIR wearing NIKES on Presidential flights//
I'm hitting on all pistons like BEN WALLACE on driveby missions/
Dope's #2 with hot lead, I'm dome spitting ova ya best writtens//
Transmissions of this azz whipping got corporal's dropping to privates*/
Choke Dope's throat lefthanded, He got da RIGHT to remain silent//
GEm stay violent, lacing you with hot-lines of pure fire/
Don't retire DOPE, 976- numbers require bytches to hire.........//

*In case ya missed this one..Azz whipping=corporal punishment=corporal and privates in the military.....

Dope spits:

Gem-n-eye a “new-b”…yet the “alphabet” remains the same…ingrain-a-strain- ‘n’- maim ya-brain, until gem’s cranials crack-bruise and stain//
This homo with his ancient-lines-spit…my sick lyricals have emceez askin ain’t-shit-virus?//
…Crack this wack herbs “chest” open quicker than an “anxious-pirate”!!//
Every angle’s taped-in-line wit, preciseness givin’ you a chance to rip-tight…cuz even If I bent Gemmy’s verse “90 degrees”, this rookie still couldn’t even “SPIT-RIGHT”//
Lemmie per-son-alize, this verse with “no-ethics” (noetic)…after our battle I acted adverse-with-u-guys//
I’ll-burst-in-ur-eyes,u derserve a prize for battlin’ me…heres a fuckin’ “hearse-in-disguise”//
For-certain-I’ll-rise…all these **** cats missin’ punches… is that your full spit?//
“Wat are u thinkin” battlin’ me? Use full-clips, to see your mentals when I decide to pull-it// Hectic-methods designed to leave ya confused like fuckin’ neglected-stressed-kids//
My style perfected wit lyrical blades and even vets-get left- wit-flesh-ripped//

*i brought up noetic cuz i beat him in a battle...and he's from ****

r.i.p. ****

01-28-2013, 06:18 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	DopeRhyma vs Gem-N-Eye 04-25-2002 Gem spits: DopeRhyma? Only wit COKE and NURSERY QUOTES poked inside ya/ You're a BITER, I'm knocking out your wisdom teeth and Incisors// Realize my vocals sail through your Wind (win) totals drastically/ You're MIA like I kidnapped, slapped, and trapped you in Miami// Hurricane gusts thrust sliced swipes through your windpipe/ couldn't be FORCE 1 in my AIR wearing NIKES on Presidential flights// I'm hitting on all pistons like BEN WALLACE on driveby missions/ Dope's #2 with hot lead, I'm dome spitting ova ya best writtens// Transmissions of this azz whipping got corporal's dropping to privates/ Choke Dope's throat lefthanded, He got da RIGHT to remain silent// GEm stay violent, lacing you with hot-lines of pure fire/ Don't retire DOPE, 976- numbers require bytches to hire.........// In case ya missed this one..Azz whipping=corporal punishment=corporal and privates in the military..... Dope spits: Gem-n-eye a “new-b”…yet the “alphabet” remains the same…ingrain-a-strain- ‘n’- maim ya-brain, until gem’s cranials crack-bruise and stain// This homo with his ancient-lines-spit…my sick lyricals have emceez askin ain’t-shit-virus?// …Crack this wack herbs “chest” open quicker than an “anxious-pirate”!!// Every angle’s taped-in-line wit, preciseness givin’ you a chance to rip-tight…cuz even If I bent Gemmy’s verse “90 degrees”, this rookie still couldn’t even “SPIT-RIGHT”// Lemmie per-son-alize, this verse with “no-ethics” (noetic)…after our battle I acted adverse-with-u-guys// I’ll-burst-in-ur-eyes,u derserve a prize for battlin’ me…heres a fuckin’ “hearse-in-disguise”// For-certain-I’ll-rise…all these **** cats missin’ punches… is that your full spit?// “Wat are u thinkin” battlin’ me? Use full-clips, to see your mentals when I decide to pull-it// Hectic-methods designed to leave ya confused like fuckin’ neglected-stressed-kids// My style perfected wit lyrical blades and even vets-get left- wit-flesh-ripped// i brought up noetic cuz i beat him in a battle...and he's from * r.i.p. **