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Old 02-03-2013, 04:33 PM   #1
trap.
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Default Adonis

Name: Adonis, Eyeaxe, Ajax
Crews:7 Deadly Sinz, Plaguez Of Impact
Where: Bay Area, California
Repped: UPN, UA, Keystyles









vs Jay Krupp

You’ve the heart of a lion, n that’s worth fightin for
But with the face of a horse, and the brain of a dinosaur
I admire your courage, your attempt at eloquence
But showing up was your only insult to my intelligence
Drawin me in the first rd?, drinkin acid is safer
Cuz the method to my madness is Socratic in nature
Got my niche from Nietszche, but these days spit for evil
Your clichés torture the crowd, but they aint on pins n needles
I see ya smoked out, then tried to fuck with me
Too bad youre not nearly as good as ya cracked up to be
See…Im the true saint, out to leave ya crew shanked
Theres room for one jay here, hes a #1 seed…’n you aint
So move straight to the exit or limbs I’ll badly scar
You dropped twenty in a roe, and not as a tip for caviar
The knicks been callin hard, go as soon as yall ready
Cant stand the heat in march….van gundy likes you already
Try duckin the danger, its just a disclaimer
Once bitten’s twice shy, im a thousand times shy…plus a remainder
I was up in the manger, Axe is always caring with respect
Gracing you with my presence, a hail mary for your death
And if happiness is a warm gun, this lord was, blessed with the force of…
The bliss of ignorance morphed to a war scud
Im god sent attrition for mens dangerous tones
Scent down from heaven on the wings of an archangels cologne
Blazing the clones, still exhibiting excellent charm
Tossin more haymakers than really drunk rednecks in barns
Furbishing havoc, im hurtin with merciless tactics
A higher seed than the most elevated sperm of an addict
I defy ya position to define what im missin
Youre a stable boy that works with horses, and Im just consistent
To hear you’ll stop spittin, no matter what the fuck for
Is a bigger relief than Abe’s face, carved into Rushmore
You barely make sense, dents have ya brain softening
Im goliath, youre david without the rock to sling
The softest thing ive ever seen… n the poorest disgrace
When I get ooh’s n aah’s by cummin hard in dorothy’s face
Feel the force when I rush through, like the torque if a gun blew
Head n Shoulders?...naw, Im a full torso above you
When you come to, and see all your comments are a fable
You’ll just see me with the knife n napkin at the operating table


vs Exodus and L.O.R.D.

Ooh…2 on 1, that makes the odds even or so
Im here to clean up your acts with a complete sweep of the votes
Bein the host, servin clowns fast til the last laugh
The only thumbs up you’ll get will be in pairs of handcasts
You’re prob surprising yourselves, so hyped for war
Too bad its only cuz ya rhyming like ya never rhymed before
Ex n lords is my profession, ya both have shown the fear
That’s got ya checkin forecasts…prayin the coast is clear
Ya both r queer, but here’s why LORD’s the worst
Wont step near the board when Im around, has KBI post his verse
Ya losin ya lives, Im way beyond bruising in fights
Only got ryders to get you two re-moved from my site
Ya foolishly write disses, when ya shit’s overrated
Got me glad that the short end of the stick is serrated
So…to hell with ya efforts
The only advantage home field gives ya two is more heads to help with the stretchers
Wack pawns, after my run, you’ll be extinct, past gone
The children counted out…without fingers to add on
Youll turn gay after me, and start servin since
When Im thru with you…ya both’ll be checkin out the tournament
First offense…denial…then ya went and tested my force
I disrespect…you diss respect cuz you’ve never gotten any before
Allright fellas…the jokes over
When I de-spine your skulls, you’ll each need to cry on your own shoulder
When I drop corps, theres no need for encores
Cuz you’re hittin the road head on doesn’t mean you’re on tour
Two more open targets, and I got my scope sharpened
Only live in the studio with discounts for homeless artists
Im movin to first with a passion, reversin ya actions
Til ya just two sore losers buzzin nurses in traction………….


vs Jayk

Man, ya flow’s below sad
Since I know ya want my trophy so bad, you can taste it…Ill jam it til it pokes out ya ass
I hear in boston, cats be on some bravery shit
Cuz the only people running from jake…are the chicks
So, basically, this is a joke, im not givin in ta mercy
I no the deal like FDR opposition in the thirties
Why ya talking shit in the first place?, talks petty
Plus, ya gotta beat a couple cats I laugh at just to get in the top twenty
When I drop with the dread, its off with ya head
Kid grew up neva playin doctor…he’d rather play possum instead
Ya musta saved up lotsa lines
But im looking to get ahead in the world, and on my block its choppin time
Im the type to bring a blunt axe to a grudge match
& add to my air of victory with breath snatched from ya lung sack
Its like ya on my regal tip
The way ya fiendin for the balm like melanoma patients on walkin field trips
How ya gonna try to test the nicest
Talk shit, i go postal like heads fed up with fed ex's prices
Sorry kid, ya thoughts aint near scholar
Your ugly, and ya got more nervous tics than dogs with flea collars
Your girl Marvel-ed at my prowess, I had that hoe droppin
I took her by Storm, with Jean Grey and Rogue watchin
So, get lost, just another chump with a mission
Your shit gets pulled from the trunk quicker than rae carruth under suspicion…


vs Sypher

I blaze while ya stammer, shakin, a layman in tatters
Strikin fear into your heart with a wooden stake and a hammer
This aint a normal cat you’re facin,…rack ya brain and
…ya’ll still be wacker than me by every stretch of your imagination
From 0 to infiniti, im viciously stuntin your schemin’
To punish ya dream’s malfeasance…for any number of reasons
Tell me, do you have some sort of formatting set on your verses where
It manages to turn each of em into a perfect square?
Cuz the scheme dictates the sounds that you choose
Against the swordswinging chemist makin red blood….outta the blue
Give me three words…and a set up that rhymes with it…not set for spittin
…and I’ll give you every single Sypher couplet ever written………………
Feel ya face hurt, wins based on balls…I’ll more than take first
When I swing for the fences, like Tom Sawyer after a long days work
It’s a fact, I hate skirts, pussies who test the holy
Too bad for me jayks soft…this tournament aint ‘members’ only
When striking a chord…spinals floored, this fight’s rife for the gore
I don’t need to be a sleuth to de-sypher this board
And that whore that you love…ya know she likes what I write
She even gave me a season pass to the ride of my life
I got this problem with prepositions, it explains why ya routed
Victory is mine…and there’s no if’s, and’s or but’s about it
When the nurses ask for a reason, I’ll respond with roman lore
To translate ya medical state…the IV is spoken 4
This the end of your hopeless tour, a good race was a waste
When ya get to the finals without the strength to break thru the tape
This worthless beginner, cant withstand my burgeonin vigor
Diggin thru crates…that’s just the nightly search for your dinner
As for your neck, brain ‘n’ spine, its cessation time
When I knock you up side your head, and impregnate your mind


vs JLC

Your crew's countin on you...but you're about to get chewed
I’ve been eating you daily, practicing moves on my alphabet soup
You're talented dude, but to attack the very best, with an imaginary rep
You'll need a lot more than a half assed vocabulary test
Rare words can scare herbs, but let me explain clear
Try your "dictionary term, stretched punch, insert famous name here_________"
Against me, I'll feign fear, draw you near, reach'n'throw repeated blows
At your dome, so fast it looks like I’m trying to polish your teeth'n'nose
My advice, ya might try to disguise your demise to compete with me
We could go line for line like your style of replies, you'll get beat with each
Your premonition was dumb, redesign, you cant rip the magnificent one
Just stand back and appreciate your guest appearance in my victory run
A single flip of my tongue, and I scar eyes right thru your hard drive
Nelson Mandela-you, dent thru your skull, then rip apart hide
With fists of carbide, shards fly, I came to kick ass
One quick lash and you couldn't save face with skin grafts
This is a mismatch, in fact, your inabilities are silly
That's why halfway thru you change styles, and try to use your looks to kill me
Sorry J, but you base your punches on headlines, that's wack I gotta say
And me...I wont even go near Pop on Father's Day
You oughta pray I’m being nice, I rarely spar with retards
If life is a play, this act is an astronomers death rite, JLC stars
Slayin weak bars of false contenders, my scepter's unfettered
See...anything you can do...I can do better...with less effort
I know you're pissed, I understand, such high hopes dashed in seconds
But next time, replace your predictions with practice sessions
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