Mahatma vs SezsioN

trap. · 01-28-2013, 06:12 PM

12-13-2001

Mahatma

triple rhyme, ill images ~

Battling me Sezsion lose the lungz he keep breath in,
His brain, thoughts 'n' childish questions...
His dirty, deep down sexual preferance...
His own HYPED methods, get reversed at double force...
'Coming out' to battle gets him hit with 'closet doors!'
Negative mental miget or HIV possitive dwarf? Both a'course...
Sez should have remained, just one word in the ''Freestyle Session and Battle Board!''
'Honest' I'm evil fast to reap all, your not underated...
You mumble statements, after I'm done no doctor would 'admit' this patient!
Switched up, blatant, 'cause phase two was waiting...
Where your thought processes turn vacant & your mind attempts escaping a certain doom...
First time you been fucked this bad like a virgin womb...
I hurt this fool for thinking in the begining he could match these tools...
I'm too well practiced for you, or any netcee typing exitement...
Textually frightening to the point when I strike they wires with lightening...
You pray to god that this time you won't be dying...
I summons satan & a million more a' my men, the anti-religous figments...
Ses'ez style's beligerant, so I'm fixing him with whips & things...
Echos ring through other sites, frightening people from typing their diction in...
The heat my friction brings, burns this netcees entire history...
Spit with me & get fryed for talking that ''WINDY'' fiction speak...
Inflicted peaks, down him from skill mountain, watch an avalance hit this freak!
Quick with feet, I stomp his face in phonic vomit...
Watch this 'space' as I bum rape Sez' by bombing cometz!
Heads 'back up' they 'tails' to my major scales like a colonic sonic!
The wronging pay homege, no backing out now, you said you want it, so try eat this piece...
You never win, while I breach peace with feats ov speach...
So keep what you preach beneath your skin or any other remaining sheets ov meat...
SHIT, I'm twisting your 'bull' to make the weak retreat...
Ripping your skull at every chance I've got...
Out on probation just to strip ya tongue ring off!
Sezsions gone soft & fell off due Mahatmaz emourmous extra punches...
You think you 'A list'? You can't flex a FUNCTION!

SezsioN (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=71)

Mahatma evacuate the state broadcast on the airwaves/
Put “Heat” to avatars weave and evaporate the Hair Spray/

Mahatma just killed himself his whole “Post-part” was d”um”b/ Fuck “Depression” when I kill “Kids” I’m just havin’ fun!/ I got more rhymes then bikes and little dicks in Japan/ you wanna fight?, I’ll beat you till shit drips through your phants/ You’ll be restin’ in Reeses Pieces your keyed spits is sweet/ I’ll have you “Fallin” out by typin’ with “Alicia’s KEYS!”/ I’ll break your legs then pull out a gat and ask “Can you dance?”/ then your dad has to trade in his van for an AMBULANCE!/ And as for votes you don’t know what it takes to win/ I’ll break your brains till you have to hold it with a safety pin!/ Don’t worry Mahatma if I win you’ll still advance/…to AFTERLIFE! For “Roll”ing “on” you I’m getting “Ban”ned/ You’re an internet thug on a desktop you’ll get shot/ the only time I use the “TOOL” bar is to get “Glocks!”/ When SezsioN battles Mahatma itz a bloody slaughter/ leave your head RED-man and your body in “Muddy waterz”/ My medevil METHODs-man made you RED-man now you’ll “Black out”/ stop FRONT-“In” I use spines as fishing lines, “Throw” till “You” “BACK-“Out”/ Don’t fuck with SezsioN okay-man? I told you I’m a monster-man/ My flows so deep I can even drown “Aqua-man!”/ I’m quick to Kill a Mahatma don’t you understand?/ I buried “LL” and a Musclebound man under sand!/ I=m usin= raps to murder instead of shootin= you with gats/ had to mail my verse cause= it made my computer NUCLEAR REACT!(Please stand BACK!)/ You wanted to be a LifePHORM but I said “NO!” cuz you SUCK!/ LifePHORMz like Beat Nutz "No one's ready to deal with us!"/ And don't ask again about becoming one of the LifePHORMz/ I’ll make you sleep during the day, eyes open and your lights on!/ Mahatma’s dickriders can't believe he was slayed and done quick/ then when they asked to be my fans I told them Hop on one dick!/ Dump your remains off a boat, coroners call you "Hope" cause you “Float”/ I didn't "Tour" with Dr. Dre but I'll leave Mah "Up in smoke!"

I’m the wackness M.auler A.nd H.auler and I’m your Father Ma-hat-ma
Mahatma’s body found in the bahama’s with Bin Laden and Hoffa

01-28-2013, 06:12 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Mahatma vs SezsioN 12-13-2001 Mahatma triple rhyme, ill images ~ Battling me Sezsion lose the lungz he keep breath in, His brain, thoughts 'n' childish questions... His dirty, deep down sexual preferance... His own HYPED methods, get reversed at double force... 'Coming out' to battle gets him hit with 'closet doors!' Negative mental miget or HIV possitive dwarf? Both a'course... Sez should have remained, just one word in the ''Freestyle Session and Battle Board!'' 'Honest' I'm evil fast to reap all, your not underated... You mumble statements, after I'm done no doctor would 'admit' this patient! Switched up, blatant, 'cause phase two was waiting... Where your thought processes turn vacant & your mind attempts escaping a certain doom... First time you been fucked this bad like a virgin womb... I hurt this fool for thinking in the begining he could match these tools... I'm too well practiced for you, or any netcee typing exitement... Textually frightening to the point when I strike they wires with lightening... You pray to god that this time you won't be dying... I summons satan & a million more a' my men, the anti-religous figments... Ses'ez style's beligerant, so I'm fixing him with whips & things... Echos ring through other sites, frightening people from typing their diction in... The heat my friction brings, burns this netcees entire history... Spit with me & get fryed for talking that ''WINDY'' fiction speak... Inflicted peaks, down him from skill mountain, watch an avalance hit this freak! Quick with feet, I stomp his face in phonic vomit... Watch this 'space' as I bum rape Sez' by bombing cometz! Heads 'back up' they 'tails' to my major scales like a colonic sonic! The wronging pay homege, no backing out now, you said you want it, so try eat this piece... You never win, while I breach peace with feats ov speach... So keep what you preach beneath your skin or any other remaining sheets ov meat... SHIT, I'm twisting your 'bull' to make the weak retreat... Ripping your skull at every chance I've got... Out on probation just to strip ya tongue ring off! Sezsions gone soft & fell off due Mahatmaz emourmous extra punches... You think you 'A list'? You can't flex a FUNCTION! SezsioN (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=71) Mahatma evacuate the state broadcast on the airwaves/ Put “Heat” to avatars weave and evaporate the Hair Spray/ Mahatma just killed himself his whole “Post-part” was d”um”b/ Fuck “Depression” when I kill “Kids” I’m just havin’ fun!/ I got more rhymes then bikes and little dicks in Japan/ you wanna fight?, I’ll beat you till shit drips through your phants/ You’ll be restin’ in Reeses Pieces your keyed spits is sweet/ I’ll have you “Fallin” out by typin’ with “Alicia’s KEYS!”/ I’ll break your legs then pull out a gat and ask “Can you dance?”/ then your dad has to trade in his van for an AMBULANCE!/ And as for votes you don’t know what it takes to win/ I’ll break your brains till you have to hold it with a safety pin!/ Don’t worry Mahatma if I win you’ll still advance/…to AFTERLIFE! For “Roll”ing “on” you I’m getting “Ban”ned/ You’re an internet thug on a desktop you’ll get shot/ the only time I use the “TOOL” bar is to get “Glocks!”/ When SezsioN battles Mahatma itz a bloody slaughter/ leave your head RED-man and your body in “Muddy waterz”/ My medevil METHODs-man made you RED-man now you’ll “Black out”/ stop FRONT-“In” I use spines as fishing lines, “Throw” till “You” “BACK-“Out”/ Don’t fuck with SezsioN okay-man? I told you I’m a monster-man/ My flows so deep I can even drown “Aqua-man!”/ I’m quick to Kill a Mahatma don’t you understand?/ I buried “LL” and a Musclebound man under sand!/ I=m usin= raps to murder instead of shootin= you with gats/ had to mail my verse cause= it made my computer NUCLEAR REACT!(Please stand BACK!)/ You wanted to be a LifePHORM but I said “NO!” cuz you SUCK!/ LifePHORMz like Beat Nutz "No one's ready to deal with us!"/ And don't ask again about becoming one of the LifePHORMz/ I’ll make you sleep during the day, eyes open and your lights on!/ Mahatma’s dickriders can't believe he was slayed and done quick/ then when they asked to be my fans I told them Hop on one dick!/ Dump your remains off a boat, coroners call you "Hope" cause you “Float”/ I didn't "Tour" with Dr. Dre but I'll leave Mah "Up in smoke!" I’m the wackness M.auler A.nd H.auler and I’m your Father Ma-hat-ma Mahatma’s body found in the bahama’s with Bin Laden and Hoffa