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Old 01-06-2025, 08:00 AM   #11
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Old 02-03-2013, 05:31 PM #2
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vs Resin

Sin. Slay. Swift.
I’m using weapons in sessions as the method to damage bars,
& then wrecking Resin so bad that his flesh’ll look camouflaged/
Exposing he can’t come hard, cuz he’ll, get chopped & severed,
I’ll stop his heartbeat to show that his blood can’t flow acapella/
Because I be dropping better, while proving he’s not a Soldier,
He’ll just respond to this via John Edward from Crossing Over/
Exposing he’s lost his voters…his “best decrees” are the Worst,
plus Resin only beat Nasif, cause he mentioned Me in his Verse/
Essentially leaving him hurt, although he’s just faking w/ boasts,
claiming that he’ll take me out, when he has trouble taking a joke/
Cause it’s blatant in posts, you’ve analyzed me, yet it’s asinine,
for you to say you studied, when it seems you’re dissing Samurai/ (X)
You battle rhymes? I'll roast ya scripts & show this battle's hopeless-ness,
Reach my level? Homo, you'd need a cheat code just to post with this/
So notice this, cuz if the world’s a stage, I guess ya role’s the bitch,
just call me fate, in that ya life’s in my hands, though I’m choking it/
My style is known to slit, till voting’s passed, and still ya life is spared,
since I’m an apathetic sociopath…I’d kill you if I cared…!/
This kid is scared, none can understand, how Res fronting 'the man,'
explaining to his boys, "Bitch-slapped? Nah…I headbutted his hand!"/


vs Ill Nikka

Sin. Slay. Swift.
Yo I’m smoking this bitch, blazing MCs with smoldering scripts,
cause now I’m taking out seeds, like I’m about to roll up a spliff/
So don’t show us ya pic, since like ya nick, that shit’s a disgrace,
tryna spit’s replaced calling yourself ill as your Biggest Mistake/
Ya tried to pick up the pace & yet you were slayed from the start,
as your victory run ended while you were still aiming for March/
Tho ya playing ya part, claiming to spar, it seems ya can’t touch me,
cause the way that you were seeded ain’t the reason ya unlucky/
Even if I’m rusty, this written’s unfurled, ya get sick & then ‘earl,
you’re mad cause my verse’s hardly filler…like ya dick in ya girl/
So Nik give it a whirl, rep Ya ‘Prowlers,’ though that site is a fake,
shit, after you lose make ya OWN MM, with a fight you can take/
You’re the type to relate, primal debates to bragging and boasting,
here’s a proven FACT: only title you’ll win’s ‘Wackest Opponent’/
Though I’m bashing your dome in, kid, don’t even start to rap,
cause I’ll have your career lying in ruins like ancient artifacts/
In part your wack, and yet you can’t spit cause my fury’s unsealed,
plus bitch, I'll hang you twice like confused juries at the appeal/
Truly, you ain’t real, I’m mustering death and crushing your rep,
learn this lesson: stick to bestiality, but don’t fuck with the Vet!/
Becuz you’re flustered in text, & so next life, don’t bother to show,
or you'll get blown out like White Boys tryna rock Ben Wallace's fro/
And although the slaughter’s exposed, I’m glad that this rook isn’t fit,
for the win, since Ill-nikk’s spared us all having to look at his pic/
So just look for a click, since like your site, ya posting can't shine,
do like they do to UPN, and get votes with rhymes, posing as mine/


vs Alias72

Now that the beef has been sparked, let’s see where the beating should start,
I mean, your shirt’s yellow…but is that to match your teeth or your heart?/
Cause you’ve seen the remarks, coward…you’ll be rewording your facts,
though I’ll give you props, cause I didn’t know Pee-Wee Herman could rap!/
Deemed you certainly wack, claim that you’re weak to soften this beating,
meanwhile I’ll take this humble win, then prove you’re loss is conceded/
Since you’re often defeated, thus you’re red-faced and battered to Hell,
cause looking like THAT, posting THAT verse, I’d be embarrassed as well/
Plus it’s sad you’re compelled to smile then front with sloppy battle flows,
though first you copied Fracture’s style, now MUST you copy Aloe’s nose?/
With strangleholds, and sampled prose your shit’s lame and just pitiful,
No wait, you’re good…! Though while I’m lying….your name is original!/
So while you claim that at minimal, you’re good, kid it’s a figment,
of your mind, how is it below your neck you’re skin’s missing its pigment?/
Cause your writtens get ripped when, the outcome of meeting is deadly,
You knew you’d lose, that’s why in your Pic your nose is bleeding already/
Now I’ll be leaving you buried, in your own doubts, since you’re awestruck,
though you’re on the beach shore, literally confirming you’re washed up/
So while you’re yearning to cock suck, you’re too gay to compare rhymes,
though that’s cause your sexual preference is less straight than your hairline/
Instead of making your flair shine, there’s reasons you’re hiding your fame,
don’t worry, I’ll start a petition…and see if Prowlers can buy you a name!/
Meanwhile, try to abstain, from bouts where you’re enticed to surrender,
cause your face ALREADY looks like you’ve lost a fight with your blender/
Plus a contender…? You’re not, so bitch, stop pretending to drop rounds,
in this tourney posting a verse against me’s like consenting you’ll drop out/
I’m preventing the talk now, Victory ain’t the fate you’re facing verse Balth,
and meanwhile, the only V’s you’ll see come from the shape of your scalp/
That taste in your mouth’s defeat, and though your birth year nick is wrecked,
Next time do what cats born in ’72 should do…and just stay off the internet..!/


vs MMx

…‘just get tested…’ Now that’s the message, ya giving kids asking…
Bout your pic…an STD ad…that’s simply missing the caption…!
Cause when ya spitting you’re lacking,…& so now we’ll start to clash…
by sparking facts, ya grill’d look better…well…if ya car had crashed…
Since scarred & bashed, at least you’d have a reason for asking for votes…
That look of sadness on your face comes from when the camera broke…
& the photographer died…outside…? Your time for fronting is up…
you’ve come out in the light, I mean what? Weren’t you ugly enough…?
Claim ya been coming with bluffs, holding shit back & posing as wack…
though let’s be real…you’re only posing as Jeff Goldblum on crack…!
You know it’s a wrap, when you sell coke in the burbs, honestly telling…
cats with a nose like THAT, ya not hooked on the product ya selling…
You’re slaughtered in seconds, net nerd, ya verse? don’t spar, delete it…
so you won’t have to explain why kids need, flow charts to read it…
There’s a difference between us, beyond your troubles with cameras…
see, I’m from New York, the Urban Jungle…ya from jungles in Africa…!
So you’ll get massacred, looking like Chris Kattan, after stage fright…
though the only time you’re acting Live is during Saturday Nights…
I’ll bash ya name right, out of lame cyphs, where ya known in the circle…
how can you say you ain’t sucking dicks, with lips swollen and purple…?
Since you’ve shown that it’s hurtful, how my jokes brand you a killer…
Of yaself…wanna commit suicide? Here…let me hand you the mirror…!
I’d understand if you’re ‘bitter,’ meanwhile you’re mocked on the basis…
of how looks CAN kill, so that’s why you were locked in the basement…
Where your content was made, shit, you’ve had all that time to fuss with…
punches you stacked for years, & that’s the best you could come up with…?
Shit all your luck is…how you’ve made it, when reaching for wins to…
show you’ve made one seed again, so god forgive us, the species continues…
Cause no preaching in venues, or churches will stop this crudest lie…
I mean, the kid’s thought of a real pic is Jeff Goldblum…as the Human Fly…!
So choose to die, try suicide, show how brutally hoes can get lost…
and no, I don’t mean the normal way you usually Blow your head off…
Now the dread of, being dubbed ‘freak’ has you shocked & beaten because…
kids can’t believe ya THAT ugly…I mean dip took his pic after seeing ya mug…
Thus competing is bugged, when considering you look like one, bitch…
though next life, you shouldn’t show up unless Sime picks out your pic…
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