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Old 11-29-2017, 01:25 AM   #1
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Default Maykas Nauseah Vs. W0rdpteradactyl

Vernacular Swordplay
November 6 2001 at 10:08 AM



W0rdpteradactyl:
You've puzzled May, by postin trash on vinyl bords
& using styles that died out years ago like dinosaurs
Crowds roar when I'm alignin' words...time for war
ya crew's got yaback & i'm a smash ya spinal cord
I off dudes & coffin crews, watch who you talkin' to
loop my name on tracks on spit til' you cough n' puke
So save your steps...B4 theres blades at your neck
and you'll be heartbroken when i cave in your chest
My words hit your skull and leave the pavement a mess
Crowds prasie May & rave "he's the best!"...probably...and if you don't want to die all it takes is an apology...
pretendin' you had skills to perform an awesome feat but once i bruise ya brain, all your thoughts are obsolete
And talk is cheap so I'll take your life with a fatal stroke from your own funny bone, seems you couldn't take a joke' and i can taste the votes, its a blowout mathematically
cause you'll get 8 like 5 & 3 everytime you battle me...
So don't ignore the stories or the myths & fables told
May don't gotta wax you...my fans deliever fatal blows
& I'll rip ya tongue out...there's nothing ill you can say
but maybe mentalz a give you a mic...for being brave
cause you'd have to be sick or completely insane
to step to someone who spits knowledge...after eating ya brain
& this is more than morbid defeat, your boring a beast one pluck & watch this sore loser...soar from his seat
So kill that noise B4 this bracket's a crime scene
& you get sent home in a bag all over a rhyme scheme....


--------------------VS---------------------------------

Maykas Nauseah:
w0rdpterradact's a 'bird of prey', may could never match talons(talents)
so i'ma swoop to catch you loopin' tracks, then knock you off balance
pesky rapscallion can't challenge me...tha way tha game's played
you're 'goin down' against p, have you screamin' that same name
MAYDAY!!...themischiefone's about to get ripped an' dissed for fun
it's a showdown an' i'm known to hold tha world's swiftest tongue
i blister lungs, facin' me without about fifty guns, you'll struggle
how my claws have y'jaw look'n like a 'jigsaw' really got ya 'puzzled'
i lost my muzzle but usually these fangs need'a be contained
cause i speak in slang...terms that got herbs breathin' strange
believe me may you'll be amazed, who'da knew i'd spew this rigorous?
you actin' like you know me, better hope i'll excuse ya ignorance
i'm causin' disfigurement to ya carcass, your darkest days dawn
"my dick"...tha two w0rds it's obvious ya style's based upon
kids like you make me yawn, so i gotta put they lights out
reminiscent of shit stains on toilet paper you're gettin' 'whiped out'
an' i heard gay parades 'cum' on mayday...you jus' gotta have a wide mouth
so i'm down like tha syndrome when it comes to whoopin' ya retarded rookie ass
to tell you tha truth muhfucka, you're another opponent i'm lookin' past
got you shook at last, caught in tha evil grasp of my tempest
w0rdp's back with a vengeance, now feel tha wrath of my sentence
tyranical tyranosaurus cause i'm runnin' shit when i wrecks this
have y'chang'n ya alias from mayday to S.O.S. when you least expect it
leave you weak an defenseless, tha endless cycle of my rivals
when you decided your style was nice it was a lie, you're in denial
swimmin' upstream, it must seem like shit's creek without a paddle
get your shrouds unraveled, fag your secret's comin' out in battle
jus' like ya adam's apple, an' yo i still got another round to handle...

peace
Maykas Nauseah
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