Classic WBL Match: Richard Corey vs Dynamix

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Classic WBL Match: Richard Corey vs Dynamix (20th November 2004)

Dynamix:

Quote:
Originally posted by Richard Corey
guys you’re trash, ya rhymes are ass, get ya vinyl smashed
I’ll polish you two off…after I’m done waxing Dyna’s ass

lol,
i saw that battle, who’s the bitch now? I bet ur regrettin that hard
since u aint waxing my ass, u can get back to ur legs and my car
fuck my voice I got skill to cover, buddy a CD’d be makin me rich
‘n if u dont know the sick’ll sell, study the disease u gave to ur kid
dont slack in this thread, cuz i wont hold back til ur dead
i’ll fill the gat back wit led ‘n blast at ur head,
…until ya lie in a wake, like u smoked crack before bed
ima dissect him quick! kids, vote on how profusely he will bleed
ima cut the head of dick, like his wife when using too much teeth
after all these textcee days, his style decayed, the guy is still gay
and his wife still checks his cell bills, cuz he still tries to be tre
the predictions were speaking, kids didnt u see me rock the polls?
want me to flawless RC?! lets all PM Sezsions til his box is full!!
i barely knew him, but rich once spoke of this bitch like a brother
that day he introduced me to Sez, and to the term significant other
it use to be cool to rock out in garages- in rapping terms, its true
but jam sessions, that was always more of an action verb to you
its odd u think we’re even, to sum it up ur wordplays an old addition
do the math urs is wack, plus half the time minus in its own division
i got it to a science, but thats a new subject, guy my shits miles ahead
its ironic ur verses are thorough, cuz thats the way my style was bred!
‘n if our steezes made some football teams, ya ass would have a loss
cuz my style would pick up tyrell owens, and urs would gather moss
speakin of which, u seen the Chiefs run the ball? hommie for real
it reminds me of your neighborhood, cuz Holmes got some wheels
newbs I got news! dial 1800-iam-dirt-poor ‘n u can talk all the time
cuz I heard Richard Corey is on the other side of the poverty line!!
i fear the 2nd coming! war, diseases, plagues, spirits from clouds
DAMN the rapture sucks! sorry, i was just reading ur lyrics aloud
we’ll forget pal, u aint even someone kids pretend they oughta kno
it doesnt a take mexican war for us to say we’ll remember allah mo’
quit sayin ur real, cuz now u get ate by cats who useta follow ur rap
and if u were the truth, im sure u’d be harder to swallow than that

Vs.

Richard Corey:

yo,
yo,


He sucks dick and loves getting his butt squeezed off the top
and leaving with an irritated colon that got Condeleeza a job
Fake gun wordplay? Not me, it’s fact, I fling a varied attack
While Dynamix only pretends to pop like a surrogate dad
This bitch was broke! And that’s why I shot him on the first try
Cos’ I ‘wheel barrels’ around and remind Dyna of his first bike
Yes, I’m married. While pizza-faced namix is basically gay
So while I’m bustin’ the pus’, he’s home…doin’ the same to his face
Oh and Fuck JD! I’ll jam to Bob Marley when I drop you guys
Cause they’ll be a lot of Wailers at ya wake when ya Roster dies
I’m serious, without wordplay ya punches breeze by me cunt
so many haymakers, pimp, ya crew of horse could eat for a month
I don’t care if you’re overweight, I’ll bring the deadliest skill
and still I’ll ‘Air a fat’ fucker out…and send Isrealies the bill
hell…maybe you’re thin, you still ain’t overthrowin' me on this
with such a small build, bitch could construct a Napolean complex
You’re either one of the two, ^^^^ so to hell with this nerd
ya 30 ain't gonna be hot...unless we speakin' in Celcius terms

the monster’s upon ya, while lyrically spittin’ the four dude
ya head ‘snaps back’ so fast I think its dissin’ me for you
I’ll, in an instant, abort you ~ I win by plain and real votes
While you’ll ‘AIM to steel posts’ ~ like pitchin’ a horse-shoe

Ya feedback’s too ‘long and drawn out’…for a second I flipped
realizing you were tryna make a career pencil sketchin’ my dick!
This suburban bitch tries to get women to fuck -- like they’ll care
When his best ‘pick up lines’ involves his dad’s truck and welfare
you’d think he was attractive, by the way the other fags shout
but how he cross dresses…Christ woulda chose death with his ass out
I brawl with the mic, steel dissolving jaws, have you callin’ the fight
You’re all hype! I’ll take son down…and fuckin’ call it a night.

yeah!



Richard Corey won this battle 4-0 in one of b-boys most anticipated battles in quite some tim