lets face facts the contex of my raps got you seein clear like contacts/
exact on the mic right im slightly in the direction of perfection/
these kid's bout to get schooled and stuck in detention/
but this vet is viscious when he rips it, with ill verbs to spit this/
anybody ill as me would probably die from the sickness/
wit quickness in a different phaze and lyrics that richochet/
From opposite sides of ya mind till you caught in my wicked ways/
pick a day, kid i see through you wit intelligence/
Burnin ya skeletons wit unidentified elements/
It's irrelevant, verbally im killin u surgically/
fillin ya mind wit mercury and push ya spine of vertically/
you think you the god? so imma make u suffer like u had the passion-of-christ/
when i flow u 'fucked-kid' like i had the actions-of-mike/(Jackson)lmao
forget my punches, i'll spit slugs that pound on ya chest like king kong/
watch these faggots get served like ping pong/
so pay attention to cautions, stop the nonsense, your makin me nauseous/
cause every time i see these kids, there always in other boys crotches/
leave this kid cry-in-shame, combine ya neck and spine to redesign-ya-frame/
this fight-has-changed, cuz I put "food coloring in ya blood" so quick can "dye-in-vein"/
but to make this easier for you ill throw u a spatula and paper so u can "flip-the-script"/
ima bird of prey, violent, but "quick-and-swift"/
even wit a "5 of spades" and a "4 of clubs", u couldnt "deal-wit-a-nine"/
if killin fake rappers was food, i'd eat all day, one "meal-at-a-time"/
just mention my style and watch tensions run wild so you best stick to prevention cos 1 smash has you seein africa in a 3rd dimension/
stir attention, have me droppin more **** over your head than a bird convention/
a lil multie's bar:
I've mastered this venomous bitches glitches an will destroyed him with massive scripts then smothered you with plastic /
an drove your ass down to lake placid with the drastic kids, set to unleash rounds at this clown when im attackin/
Smacking sending em to the devil when you battle some1 surpased your own level/
Finisher:
Your punches are weak like popeye without spinach/
But what can I say when ya'll just tryin' to reflect my image/
these kicat's will never have ice like "below degrees freezers"/
how they gunna "get big" and "come hard" when they jerk off wit tweezers/
Some 1 rate that plz
im the best on this site and ive proven it before now im ready to do it once more
THIS IS A CHALLENGE TO ALL ON THE SITE WHO HAVE A CLAIM TO BE THE BEST...
LETS BATTLE...
professor..
your claiming your better, ya'll are a crew of imposters
I'd tell them cut the crap.. but i laugh seeing you on the roster
you dickrode, & elevation? thats a concept this newb believes in
you have promise.. but we all hope it has to do with leaving
im truly even.. sick of ya bitch music, u get bruised quick
cant even make a name for yourself.. you had spit choose it
shoppings a feminine trait, your the kinda bitch i devour
I'd leave him alone, but he'd spend that **** in an hour
grew a huge ego, but against center the duckings worse..
far as conduct, you behaving less talent every ******* verse
I may be prejudiced, but it isn't like your rapping is fine,
since i wasnt even bias. . until i started passing his lines
aint near my level.. caught up in the doubt & distortion
treat ya head like a mistake & blow it out of proportion..
i can spit so many lines that show u signs of many kinds of designs to help u refine your writing why u fighting no need for the biting its kind of exciting that u want to battle u look like a type of beef cattle but its time to rattle cause im like a snake and ur kind of fake u should quit for your sake i hit you like a earthquake wile u lie awake and leave u with a stomach ache its time for u to take a brake before u pass out cause its all about me i aint no cub scout cause ur nothing without me and i agree its time that i let u free im gonna go on a killin spree with my cray **** im gonna through a fit so admit that im definitely legit and soon ill make it to the top of this site and im small aint got no height and i can damn well fight not to polite no need to recite this comes off the top of head and im the best thing since white bread its time u go read some books to learn some hooks and no need to be a crook and start to copy and paste cause thats just a waste and ur about to be replaced by who ima give u a clue hes the one talkin right now so its time that i take a bow but i vow to allow someone else to try and temp the master but u cant spit faster ur such a disaster ull be better of being a pastor cause u look like a preist soon youll be deceased and yes im from the east coast i resemble a ghost that host the most and likes to eat rib roast so ill be leavin and youll be greivin n heavin and better off believin the unbelievin casue im so self-deceivin peace im the beast from the middle east.
Mc trickster rateing 1-10 its a 20 u spit **** like eminem niga
marshal the professor and mc tricksr u have to battle me and my niggas hit me back
Are you worth battling?
Prove your worth it then ill consider cos right at this moment...Your ****'s not worthwhile...You couldnt beat us vet's man your justta cat so shut the **** up
aight..i'd say smoking gun aka: proffeser and doc.eryk should battle cos i think theyre the 2 top dogs..
~peace~
**** i haven't been on here for a bit! fuk wat up u guy's lol any one wanna battle?
peace suga's
ill battle you lil miss bailey!!!!!!!!!!!!!
spit bitch
yo nigga im not sayin u suck or anything but yo u gotta battle my nigga son i give props yo that verse u droped was hot "lets face facts the contex of my raps got you seein clear like contacts/
exact on the mic right im slightly in the direction of perfection/
these kid's bout to get schooled and stuck in detention/
but this vet is viscious when he rips it, with ill verbs to spit this/
anybody ill as me would probably die from the sickness/
wit quickness in a different phaze and lyrics that richochet/
From opposite sides of ya mind till you caught in my wicked ways/
pick a day, kid i see through you wit intelligence/
Burnin ya skeletons wit unidentified elements/
It's irrelevant, verbally im killin u surgically/
fillin ya mind wit mercury and push ya spine of vertically/" your **** is hot but u gota battle my nigga son hes hot post up a verse and hell hit u back his names Chaos1313 NY, if u beat him you can battle Xit or blade.
Im thinkin ull take this chance to see some real **** that can bedrop real quick
you say your the best
but what can you say when your chest is depressed
an your lungs cant express what you have to say
i say im the best and there is no contest
this i confess cause you all wannabe the hardest
but whats hard is this
be an artist
put your heart in this
when i start to diss
i paint a picture
with verbs and nouns i make a mixture
so superb an profound nothins sicker
my verbal sound is an elixer
that can give or take away the pain
you wont live when i break your brain
i dont give a fuc* about your name
i only know this
your doin this to get noticed
get on your knees and blow this
i use mental focus
to say what i mean
every spray eating you away like gangreen
everyday in my ryhmes is another crime scene
this time the victums are all under 18teen
your underage
youve succum to my rage
next time you come, come with a full page
your runnin on empty and im a full gauge
im commiting mental sodomy
a lyrical lobotomy
this is it kid you got one shot at me
your useing plastic guns i use steel
now that you got your ass kicked how does it feel
when your flesh peels
and you squeal like a drag wheel
yea i will admit
out of all u faggot* me doc an trikstr can spit
youve been hit
with an ill script
you were ill equipped
faggot* i sank your battleship
wtf, did professor call me a faggot? out of all u faggot* me doc an trikstr can spit? wtf.
hey doc...He aint dont mean nothing by it....I think he's saying we can spit or sunk...if not then he's called himself a faggit* lol
aight peace~ and balck hwak your ''nigger son'' can spit back my last rap aight man! peace out
yo doc me u an trikstr have been doin this a long time we have always had respect for one another me and you and trikstr have battled side by side what i said was me you and trikstr can spit we are the elite the best you and i know that trikstr knows himself that me and you are on the top
and i agree i have an idea that i think youll like me trikstr and you doc against this faggot* blackhawk and his wannabe crew
Rules:
10-15 Bars
No Bitin'
No Recyclin'
No Dickridin'
3-0 is a ko
first to 5 Votes win
TrikstR spit 1st
Votin' Structure
Flow:
Structure:
Word-Play:
Metaphors:
Multies:
Punches:
Personals:
Creativity:
Enjoyment:
VOTE:
Explination:
MVP:
aight ive had enough of this hawk person running his mouth so ima kill this fool right now....
load the clip. not even high. murder you sober bitch
n' you won't stand for nothin. cuz you know if you get up it's over with
marshall's wreckin, can't touch me. trust me quit steppin
but homie do you.. cuz that's the only pussy you're dicks gettin
split ya wide. watch you buckle, big knuckles hit your eye
now show me whos the boss.. be sure you hold my picture high
I'm smashin, split wigs.. you'll never last in this kid
but if you made a losin bet.. I guess you'll be cashin in big
sudden death n' you ain't scorin, you ain't whorin I'm God
ya eye catch such a dot son, you'll be stretched out more than the dog
gets harder, I'm worse.. break ya chin stun you
as far as my verse
you ain't got what it takes. cuz what it take's is the win from you
you been done dude. there's really nothin to discuss
but I'll do both at you. the whole time my poundin fists crush
clown this bitch punk.. when I'm around ya bluffin is weak
cuz if you mean what you say, then I guess you mean, nothin to me
watch me get a little violent... n' all his friends. I'll **** little smilin
just say 'in' when you show.. cuz the check'll already be here waitin
I won't say you're the wackest. see thats where I draw the line
cuz obviously you know how to win. dog I show you all the time
my text not to be fucked with, n' you don't even seem tough bitch
I'm versatile.. I can whore you online or in between couplets
(you suck tef)
but nerd ya see.. I gotta heart, I'da helped ya fam in urgent need
n' i'd put money on ya mom's books.. but damn she never learned to read
who was that too ? if that was kindda imed at me ill hit yo back later aight peace
