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Scream
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Pedigree vs Flawless
Originally posted October 16 2001 at 5:53 PM
Vernacular Swordplay (originally older) Pedigree: niggas still don't know what beef is, your weak thesis is meek kid/ battle verses appear facetious. my spectacular speech creases any emcee it reaches/ leave em pleated, restin in peace in pieces. you're pure sweetness like peaches, stop puffin on the penis/ or i'mma get fiendish and start snatchin cats from they zeniths. ever since i learned the king's english i say it and i mean it/ and schemin demons suddenly seem anemic-squeemish. my team is S.H.I.L.D. and i hate when niggas disrespect that/ so check that or get wrecked, black, in a deathmatch. you're not even a set-back, dog, you're more of a hobby/ just sumthin to do to pass time til i face sumthin less sloppy. pedi is ready and more deadly/ than a drunk cat with no eyes jugglin heavy machetes. lyrics is wild like rhinos on the serengeti/ severin steady till all that remains is flesh confetti. fuccin ruble like betty, bet we use our abusive music/ to show you feeble attempts at penetratin a S.H.I.L.D. are useless. my verb usage is served roothless in seconds/ causin peasants who enter a battle to quickly exit. you can edit my epics, "f" it, i'll still be felt/ like secretaries bendin over to reach the bottom shelf. examine your rymes and then my text/ you lackin sufficient rap "sense" and keep bouncin mic "checks." prepare to get fucced like sex, piled in a mess/ now you got more problems than an algebra test. hours i bless with enough stamina to damage ya/ under any parameters if you in a 100 hundred miles of my diameter. with over 100 styles you amateurs, peep my ryme scale:/ battlin in italian, alien, african, and braille. the english spoken in wales, islamic, indian, arabic/ canis adustus, and the 3rd world slang of terrorists. i dare a bitch to cross me, you hittin too softly/ couldn't burn an emcee if you filled his mic with coffee. get off me... ---------------------VS-------------------------------- Flawless: through my research, I see you advanced wit a prewritten, so you already had the clip in, while he was gathering ammuntion* try that wit me and I'll BEAT you into a submission, take ya UNORTHODOX style and sit you in an up front position* take ya keypad, break the A, E, I, O, U buttons, now lets invision, you make a rhyme wit all "sometimes y's" so you can't compete under those conditions* i delivered this verse witout packaged handling or shippin, my symptoms cause conviction if I sense premeditated suspicsion* everyone knew when they saw this match-up, UNORTHODOX was the VICTIM, even witout my recognition, FLAWLESS also means NO COMPETITION* be a REAL contender, throw ya pre-writtens into a blender, come at me keystyle and we'll see who's the illest nigga* me vs. you is like a bolder to a tiny pebble, cause pebbles skitch the water, bolders penetrate to the DEEPEST level* while ya styles impetchual, i persist as a runnin rebel, to me, ya life's value is'nt SENTIMENTAL, so you don't need no gold medal* blow by blow, ya condition gets CRITICAL, i desecrate ya lyrical, to the SIMPLEST form of mineral* as an individual, constantly kill as a rhyme criminal, and if you tied me down, gagged, and blinded me, i'm still INVINSIBLE* actually to be honest, i see UNORTHODOX as INVISIBLE, i'm testin my alter ego, ya style aint tight enough to be intellectual* take all ya pronouns, nouns, & syllables, break apart ya whole physical, til you suffer manic depression and have a psychiatrist come to visit you* my lyrics, blind so fast, you'll wish this post wasn't visual, and after I kill, you can only be restored through a witch craft RITUAL* so i can see you once more, to tell you ya skills are PITIFUL, after i collect ALL the votin residuals, i'll keep the braggin to a minimal* i gather mentalities of FLAWLESS, while yours is LARRY,MOE, and CURLY, now you got 3 brains, and still have the skillz of BOBBY HURLEY* sure to die surely, from rapid MATRIX combatic flurry, so fast ya visions BLURY, when testin my rhyme fury* my tranquilizers I inject, slow me down, cause i'm way tighter, my rhymes soak ya mentals switch ya style til u ask me.. " U wanna cyber?"* watch what you get into, when you in these WOODS wit TIGERS, step to my (know)ledge, thrown off the ledge, wearin a broke hang glider* in the time it takes you to write, twice i backflip along the EQUATOR, while construct wit my mic's lazer, you heat up wit a VIBRATOR!* havin ORGASMS, screamin out " FLAWLESS is GREATER", tell the private investigator, ya rhymes INACCURATE DATA* throughout my existency, i've proven I hold SUPREMACY, so now you sit wit broke LIGAMENTS, twisted parts UNORTHODOX physically* although this verse is LEGENDARY, you'll try and claim SELECTIVE MEMORY, but everytime you and friends play MK TRILOGY, you remember me, through FLAWLESS VICTORY.... Flawless ~FU~ |
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