Da Great Dane
I can see you five years from now washed up and frost bitten
Rapping bitten raps and still sounding like the worse written
Punching hitting my words are fatal how did you get to this round?
You just said how your rhymes are lethal but how deadly are they now?
There nothing my rhymes cut thru yours like a hot knife thru butter
When I go in this battle I rap like a pro in the game you just utter
What did you say? Did you stutter? Are you afraid the big bad wolf?
Are you afraid that I’ll expose your lies and those rhymes you took?
I’m the Lyrical Devil here bringing you to my hell trapped in the flames
Open my book look for Adidar and check your sorry *** off my list of names
When you rap battle me it’s like having sex you’ve never experienced this
Can’t hook up with a girl and your pick up lines show you’re experience less
All the big words you don’t use right mean you’re not that intelligent
Just a kid talking non-sense in this battle your rhymes are just irrelevant
F*ck giving my two cents here’s a million and every thought in my cerebral
You can never beat Great Dane you'll never come up with something equal
ADIDAR
I don’t accept defeat, when competition is this dope
I’m not ready to back down, I ain’t here to cope
I gonna crack the CSI code before the last episode
Catch the number 1 crip before I can make out the story mode
I’m not gonna back down, freestyling against a clown
I can’t catch my breath, I’m gonna drown
Drown in these rhymes; I’m in the center of the undertow
Can’t get myself out of this mess, I spent too much doe
I’m the other rap master, the other kid from marcy
Got Brooklyn on my back, from the window I could far-see
Predict your battle, predict your last rhyme
You seem scatty standing in place, no time to fly
My consequences keep weighing you down
Lost in regret, doubt, and what my rhymes are about
The time is now; I ain’t here to **** around
I’m gonna cop for now, blast the beat loud, this is what I’m about
Da Great Dane can’t see through me, ***** can’t see my face
I’m bleeding this ill static, leaking blood all over this place
This is my time to shine, this rap competition is mine
I persevere till we run out of time
These are my last bars; I don’t need to pop a cap
My raps so strong, my bang is equivalent to a gat
9/9/08
9/1/08
Semi Final
[1]
Eyes open to the noise of my alarm clock ringin
Birds singin, pour a glass of juice and start drinkin
Get in the shower, be out the house in a half hour
Get on the bus to school so I can get my *** smarter
Tryna stay awake sometimes my eyes burnin
Along with hunger blindin my mind from learnin
Thought we’d be deserve more than the fake food that they servin
3 p.m., maybe go home and take a nap and
At 5 I’m back at it for basketball practice
Tryna make it on time sometimes I get stressed and
I’m back in the shower from two hours of sweatin
Get on the computer and start answer questions
Finally when I’m done I let my head hit the pillow
This is basically how each of my weekdays will go
[2]
Why won't you admit your sins and bring them to church?
Instead of grinding it with shame, like you grind tree birch
My lyrics of fury are unleashing flames
How can you create **** after listening to my rhyme games?
My lyrics are rare, you're too confused too care
Go back to cashing checks, and comparing whack **** in despair
They call me the president's advocate for a reason
I thought you were always used to hearing voice of treason
Remember when I tied you to the devil's stick in lyrical hell?
And then forced your rhymes into a guilty puddle in a prison cell?
I'm prepared for judgement day, your upcoming doomsday
I'm like a strong force, like water from a hurricane active bay
My scheme *** way is the secret to cracking the code
See every car in town, even the cop car I rode
I'm part of the hip hop police, I was the one honored to save you
I know about cats who doubt their last rhyme,
emerged from the filthy places like a never-ending rue
[3]
Wake up in the morning f*ck it there’s no reason to open my eyes
What’s the reason to get up when all I do is end up choking on lies
My life seems like a soap opera but this isn’t no drama
There’s no cameras but there’s this girl she’s a real charmer
This chick hates me but I’ll murder anyone who harm her
But when I try to fix things it turns and bites me that’s karma
My life is like a movie that’s stuck on rewind its same old sh*t on replay
It’s like I saw this stuff before I’m going insane seeing this sh*t everyday
I just go to school so I can get the hell outta this town and go to work for this jerk
Who keeps saying if I’m late one more time I’m fired that’s it I’m going berserk
And on top of all this I barely get paid and I’m thinking about grabbing a purse
But I know that if I did that one more time I’ll be shot and in the back of a hearse
Everyday to me seems to be dead ends in a dead beat town of broken dreams
I open my eyes to look for some help but I know I’ll never see any openings
And then at night I lay on my bed and try to forget about the drama and sorrow
But how can I when I have to face the same bullsh*t when I wake up tomorrow
Eyes open to the noise of my alarm clock ringin
Birds singin, pour a glass of juice and start drinkin
Get in the shower, be out the house in a half hour
Get on the bus to school so I can get my *** smarter
Tryna stay awake sometimes my eyes burnin
Along with hunger blindin my mind from learnin
Thought we’d be deserve more than the fake food that they servin
3 p.m., maybe go home and take a nap and
At 5 I’m back at it for basketball practice
Tryna make it on time sometimes I get stressed and
I’m back in the shower from two hours of sweatin
Get on the computer and start answer questions
Finally when I’m done I let my head hit the pillow
This is basically how each of my weekdays will go
[2]
Why won't you admit your sins and bring them to church?
Instead of grinding it with shame, like you grind tree birch
My lyrics of fury are unleashing flames
How can you create **** after listening to my rhyme games?
My lyrics are rare, you're too confused too care
Go back to cashing checks, and comparing whack **** in despair
They call me the president's advocate for a reason
I thought you were always used to hearing voice of treason
Remember when I tied you to the devil's stick in lyrical hell?
And then forced your rhymes into a guilty puddle in a prison cell?
I'm prepared for judgement day, your upcoming doomsday
I'm like a strong force, like water from a hurricane active bay
My scheme *** way is the secret to cracking the code
See every car in town, even the cop car I rode
I'm part of the hip hop police, I was the one honored to save you
I know about cats who doubt their last rhyme,
emerged from the filthy places like a never-ending rue
[3]
Wake up in the morning f*ck it there’s no reason to open my eyes
What’s the reason to get up when all I do is end up choking on lies
My life seems like a soap opera but this isn’t no drama
There’s no cameras but there’s this girl she’s a real charmer
This chick hates me but I’ll murder anyone who harm her
But when I try to fix things it turns and bites me that’s karma
My life is like a movie that’s stuck on rewind its same old sh*t on replay
It’s like I saw this stuff before I’m going insane seeing this sh*t everyday
I just go to school so I can get the hell outta this town and go to work for this jerk
Who keeps saying if I’m late one more time I’m fired that’s it I’m going berserk
And on top of all this I barely get paid and I’m thinking about grabbing a purse
But I know that if I did that one more time I’ll be shot and in the back of a hearse
Everyday to me seems to be dead ends in a dead beat town of broken dreams
I open my eyes to look for some help but I know I’ll never see any openings
And then at night I lay on my bed and try to forget about the drama and sorrow
But how can I when I have to face the same bullsh*t when I wake up tomorrow
8/23/08
Round 2: 3 vs 4 vs 8
[3]
Blood Guts and Gore
Rhymes so Hardcore,
Better Run for the Hills, Here comes another World War
No one is safe, better hide ya face
rhymes like flamethrowers, ill char half ya Face
like 2 face, you think im jokin around?
hit you with the Bat Man, now you layin on the ground
Flows so cold call me Mr Freeze, with piercin words like Hollow tips
have u sittin on ya knees.
Please excuse me, im bout blow like Hiroshima
Ill give u as much help as New Orleans got from FEMA
Coughin lungs got emphysema, my rhymes like the plauge
people aint hearin your, your message is so vague,
while im spittin propaganda
have my troops bust in the door, u hidin under the veranda
cant stand ya, my AK's take ya legs
i eat n*ggas like you for breakfast you just bacon and eggs
(Click Here For Instrumental)
[4]
What is war good for?.. absolutely nothin
Why they frontin? Sendin humans somewhere to be hunted
Got family members back home worried about you
Can’t stop picturing what life would be without you
Bones crushin, people rushin for they life it’s not smart
Imagine getting a call one of your cousins heart stopped
Lives getting cut short, not how lifespans have to be
Population declining faster, oil blinding war is a catastrophe
It’s a disaster see, all that money could be for the home land
But no man, they gotta throw it in any unknown land
"Why do people kill people who kill people to show that killin people is wrong?"
Answer pretty simple, Bush has been president 8 years too long.
He sends troops off to war, so they can blast those
And that’s cold, no feeling for people cuz he’s an asshole
See, cuz with the absence of war, leads to a land of peace
We as people must speak, how violence the only thing that deserves to decease
[8]
This war in Iraq is just like this war at home in the street
We’re all marching to our deaths at the end of the beat
Soldiers or gangster are both trying to get a bite to eat
Trying to get back to there family with just a stack of ones
But the only choice they have to choose is to go back to guns
We lost it when they hit our turf when anyone attacks our sons
We go to war we are giving a group to follow with AKs and nines
Shooting people for no reason we’re disturbed sniffing coke lines
We’re getting addicted to killing now I believe our hope’s dying
There’s no going back to our lifes cuz everything we’ve been thru
Blood is shed caused by our differences and idiots in the Gov
Bloods are dead cuz of same thing when push turned to shove
When the real question for the world today is where is the love
People not in this war are just kids caught in the fire filled will lead
They try to get away but we chase them and they’ll be killed or dead
People f*cked up by the war sign there last letter to be sealed and read
They were so mess up by the sh*t they saw they can even feel there head
So that must be the reason they thought a bullet would help there headache
Haven’t we noticed that this sh*t is more than half of America’s death rate
Haven’t we ever thought that even though we fight all of us maybe separate
But we’re all human we just need to stop our wars and the killing for God’s sake
Blood Guts and Gore
Rhymes so Hardcore,
Better Run for the Hills, Here comes another World War
No one is safe, better hide ya face
rhymes like flamethrowers, ill char half ya Face
like 2 face, you think im jokin around?
hit you with the Bat Man, now you layin on the ground
Flows so cold call me Mr Freeze, with piercin words like Hollow tips
have u sittin on ya knees.
Please excuse me, im bout blow like Hiroshima
Ill give u as much help as New Orleans got from FEMA
Coughin lungs got emphysema, my rhymes like the plauge
people aint hearin your, your message is so vague,
while im spittin propaganda
have my troops bust in the door, u hidin under the veranda
cant stand ya, my AK's take ya legs
i eat n*ggas like you for breakfast you just bacon and eggs
(Click Here For Instrumental)
[4]
What is war good for?.. absolutely nothin
Why they frontin? Sendin humans somewhere to be hunted
Got family members back home worried about you
Can’t stop picturing what life would be without you
Bones crushin, people rushin for they life it’s not smart
Imagine getting a call one of your cousins heart stopped
Lives getting cut short, not how lifespans have to be
Population declining faster, oil blinding war is a catastrophe
It’s a disaster see, all that money could be for the home land
But no man, they gotta throw it in any unknown land
"Why do people kill people who kill people to show that killin people is wrong?"
Answer pretty simple, Bush has been president 8 years too long.
He sends troops off to war, so they can blast those
And that’s cold, no feeling for people cuz he’s an asshole
See, cuz with the absence of war, leads to a land of peace
We as people must speak, how violence the only thing that deserves to decease
[8]
This war in Iraq is just like this war at home in the street
We’re all marching to our deaths at the end of the beat
Soldiers or gangster are both trying to get a bite to eat
Trying to get back to there family with just a stack of ones
But the only choice they have to choose is to go back to guns
We lost it when they hit our turf when anyone attacks our sons
We go to war we are giving a group to follow with AKs and nines
Shooting people for no reason we’re disturbed sniffing coke lines
We’re getting addicted to killing now I believe our hope’s dying
There’s no going back to our lifes cuz everything we’ve been thru
Blood is shed caused by our differences and idiots in the Gov
Bloods are dead cuz of same thing when push turned to shove
When the real question for the world today is where is the love
People not in this war are just kids caught in the fire filled will lead
They try to get away but we chase them and they’ll be killed or dead
People f*cked up by the war sign there last letter to be sealed and read
They were so mess up by the sh*t they saw they can even feel there head
So that must be the reason they thought a bullet would help there headache
Haven’t we noticed that this sh*t is more than half of America’s death rate
Haven’t we ever thought that even though we fight all of us maybe separate
But we’re all human we just need to stop our wars and the killing for God’s sake
8/22/08
Round 2: 5 vs 6
Topic: War
[5]
My temperature is rising, my blood and the heat
The sweat and the tears, got no love for police
Took Sean Bell out cause they thought he was strapped
If they could they’d kill us all just for rockin our cap
Wearin big shirts with pictures of our loved ones slain
Who tried to get they life together but submerged in the game
The block gives a little but takes a bunch like ya ex-spouse
But it don’t matter cause in the slums there is no next route
So we just ride till we check out, our backs to the wall
A gun in our jeans, two middle fingers up to the law
The schools can’t teach survival cause this life is too raw
I seen exchange for the numbers, sellin white in the hall
They multiply in funds, something wrong, then the guns drawn
Bullets fired, mama mourns cause her son has been mauled
Now I’m sittin in my dark room, smell of revenge
Is in the air like monoxide, its a ghetto apartheid
So it’s a war in the heart of streets
Why the good and meek pumpin in the heart of the beast?
I put a dagger in his chestplate, say nothin’ bout it the next day
Informants come and I let the tec spray
So to my brothas keep workin for the cream, the leche(milk)
And imma keep speakin these words till the feds arrest me
Speak water over fire thats been blazed like a Swisher
If I fall for the streets, tell my unborn ill miss him
Got my armor and my rhymebook, fight as im ridin
So don't touch, you'll get burnt cause my temperature's risin
(Instrumental Click Here)
[6]
No love iz all war, when I drop bodies like kamikazes,
When u hit da floor, u explode like u got exposed by paparazzi,
I’m like a buffalo soldier u lik a Nazi, Game over!
Imma bane of fascism u can’t stop me, yo reign’s over,
Get inside heads like surgery, heavy metal like mercury, Have ya head burgundy,
Cats fear me like back when people feared the weapons of Germany,
That bull spit rap ya’ll talkin’ really ain’t concernin’ me,
My tracks make ya spinal crack with my final act,
Ya’ll little rap vinyl’s whack, while my raps Richie just like Lionel tracks,
Ya’ll suckas soft just like vaginal packs,
I make ya’ll bleed you need a dang tampon,
You emcees get bubbled by my hot lyrics like scantrons,
U emcees try 2 make a remix & make it into a bootsier song,
When my raps detonate & destruct like a nuclear bomb,
Brutal like Vietnam, I cut more than barbers,
& u know yo boy get more pearl than harbor, IZ ALL WAR!
(Instrumental Click Here)
[5]
My temperature is rising, my blood and the heat
The sweat and the tears, got no love for police
Took Sean Bell out cause they thought he was strapped
If they could they’d kill us all just for rockin our cap
Wearin big shirts with pictures of our loved ones slain
Who tried to get they life together but submerged in the game
The block gives a little but takes a bunch like ya ex-spouse
But it don’t matter cause in the slums there is no next route
So we just ride till we check out, our backs to the wall
A gun in our jeans, two middle fingers up to the law
The schools can’t teach survival cause this life is too raw
I seen exchange for the numbers, sellin white in the hall
They multiply in funds, something wrong, then the guns drawn
Bullets fired, mama mourns cause her son has been mauled
Now I’m sittin in my dark room, smell of revenge
Is in the air like monoxide, its a ghetto apartheid
So it’s a war in the heart of streets
Why the good and meek pumpin in the heart of the beast?
I put a dagger in his chestplate, say nothin’ bout it the next day
Informants come and I let the tec spray
So to my brothas keep workin for the cream, the leche(milk)
And imma keep speakin these words till the feds arrest me
Speak water over fire thats been blazed like a Swisher
If I fall for the streets, tell my unborn ill miss him
Got my armor and my rhymebook, fight as im ridin
So don't touch, you'll get burnt cause my temperature's risin
(Instrumental Click Here)
[6]
No love iz all war, when I drop bodies like kamikazes,
When u hit da floor, u explode like u got exposed by paparazzi,
I’m like a buffalo soldier u lik a Nazi, Game over!
Imma bane of fascism u can’t stop me, yo reign’s over,
Get inside heads like surgery, heavy metal like mercury, Have ya head burgundy,
Cats fear me like back when people feared the weapons of Germany,
That bull spit rap ya’ll talkin’ really ain’t concernin’ me,
My tracks make ya spinal crack with my final act,
Ya’ll little rap vinyl’s whack, while my raps Richie just like Lionel tracks,
Ya’ll suckas soft just like vaginal packs,
I make ya’ll bleed you need a dang tampon,
You emcees get bubbled by my hot lyrics like scantrons,
U emcees try 2 make a remix & make it into a bootsier song,
When my raps detonate & destruct like a nuclear bomb,
Brutal like Vietnam, I cut more than barbers,
& u know yo boy get more pearl than harbor, IZ ALL WAR!
(Instrumental Click Here)
Round 2: 1 vs 2
[1]
I got you in a lyrical checkmate, how can you still illiterate?
How can you unleash your next move, you gotta follow the mandate
Your rhymes ain’t getting you nowhere, my lyrics can wreck ‘em
Man I got you locked in a lyrical hell, next to Charlie Check’m
I’m mighty healthy, my force is deadly, this is the exact science
You can’t end this war; I’m not ready for an alliance
You haven’t reached your ultimate goal, how you gonna back out?
The depiction of this war tells me you gonna have to whack out
I got enough respect, I’m like CJ from grove street
Recruiting daily members, who don’t even know me
When people gonna see this freestyle battle go down
They gonna think I’m like a pitbull, fresh from the dog pound
So next time you better think twice before comparing yourself to me
Man your rhymes so whack, you signed to collipark and you’re on mtv
[2]
.I'm Feeling Like Osama Cause I'm Loving The War
.So If Your Lookin For Beef, I'll Drop Bombs Like We're In War
.See I'm Coming Strap Homie You Can Call Me A Bra
.While I'm Still Standing Tall, Yellin Phuck The Law
.See I Used To Watch Money Now I'm Counting Your Lifetime
.Spittin Crazy Rhyme Waiting For My Time, Ta Shine
.See I'm Blowin This Emcees Like Huricane Winds
.And Im A One Man Army I Cant Be Cease
.You Dont Wanna End Up Dead And Be Deliver To Your Parents
.Cause Im Like T.I. You Can Catch Me With All Type Of Weapons
.See I Got This Game On Lock, Similar To A Prison House
.And All You Do Is Talk S H I T Like I Took A Dump In Your Mouth
.See My Flow Is Nasty, Similar To A Whore
.And Your Like Like George Bush Always Losing The War
.See This Emcees Afraid Of Me I Got Em' Saying There Prayers
.So I Believe To Be The Best And Put My Fist In The Air
I got you in a lyrical checkmate, how can you still illiterate?
How can you unleash your next move, you gotta follow the mandate
Your rhymes ain’t getting you nowhere, my lyrics can wreck ‘em
Man I got you locked in a lyrical hell, next to Charlie Check’m
I’m mighty healthy, my force is deadly, this is the exact science
You can’t end this war; I’m not ready for an alliance
You haven’t reached your ultimate goal, how you gonna back out?
The depiction of this war tells me you gonna have to whack out
I got enough respect, I’m like CJ from grove street
Recruiting daily members, who don’t even know me
When people gonna see this freestyle battle go down
They gonna think I’m like a pitbull, fresh from the dog pound
So next time you better think twice before comparing yourself to me
Man your rhymes so whack, you signed to collipark and you’re on mtv
[2]
.I'm Feeling Like Osama Cause I'm Loving The War
.So If Your Lookin For Beef, I'll Drop Bombs Like We're In War
.See I'm Coming Strap Homie You Can Call Me A Bra
.While I'm Still Standing Tall, Yellin Phuck The Law
.See I Used To Watch Money Now I'm Counting Your Lifetime
.Spittin Crazy Rhyme Waiting For My Time, Ta Shine
.See I'm Blowin This Emcees Like Huricane Winds
.And Im A One Man Army I Cant Be Cease
.You Dont Wanna End Up Dead And Be Deliver To Your Parents
.Cause Im Like T.I. You Can Catch Me With All Type Of Weapons
.See I Got This Game On Lock, Similar To A Prison House
.And All You Do Is Talk S H I T Like I Took A Dump In Your Mouth
.See My Flow Is Nasty, Similar To A Whore
.And Your Like Like George Bush Always Losing The War
.See This Emcees Afraid Of Me I Got Em' Saying There Prayers
.So I Believe To Be The Best And Put My Fist In The Air
8/16/08
The Rest Of The People
I didn't receive a lot of verses so this post goes to the people who took their time to write a verse...
[ADIDAR]
I’m not from Georgetown, but I’m an uptown hoya
The king went onto his knees and called me loyal
The way I represent crowns me the advocate
You don’t need the fire, the candle’s already lit
I can drop the bombs like I spit rhymes on Caton
I got you knocking on hell’s door, I hear Satan
As a true supporter and monger of hate
And the devil, a mean-brained atheist
You on the ground leaking a menstrual bleed
[Da Great Dane]
I’m the chef in this and I’m gonna roast you until you’re toast
Ok look my face may be white but you look like you saw a ghost
This little kid thinks he can win battling me the names Da Great Dane
My rhymes will cut this kid at the membrane he’ll never be the same
I’m gonna explode while my rhymes eat at you internally at your insides
Watch you implode while it stings in you for eternally like a killer enzyme
How am I suppose to battle a kid who has no car cuz he rides his bike around
Dude’s gonnna be killed every word he says is **** he needs to pipe down
Or I’m gonna be at the top of the roof waiting for him to get sniped down
This dude thinks he spits acid when he’s blasting but I’m the antacid
Trying to beat me I’ll finish him and serve his *** up in a hand basket
To his family and say sorry we couldn’t put all his remains in a casket
And they have to find some place for your tombstones grave placement
Lie and say I found your dead body in your friends Dave’s basement
I’m really glad man that I had to be the one that murdered you
When actually I’m the one that’s never actually heard of you
Which actually makes it that much easier for me to do all of this
Wait a minute think I did see you it was either you or I saw a *****
Sorry but I’m tired of killing Steve N his ego with what I say
He’s a roach to me and I’m the raid all it takes is one little spray
And sorry Steve but I just put you in your grave for good today
[ANT]
You’re a disgrace, what makes you think you can take this ace on
And please change your name cuz you ain’t got nothin to hate on
Defeat is the fate you face, I’m too much of a savage
School this fool, failing to meet my standards cuz he rap below average
And ***** get your lips off Nas dick, damn can’t a ***** juss breathe
Put your mind to it, but believe a win off me, you will never achieve
I rhyme with flavor, when you will recognize I am greater
Mid-verse, and Moses couldn’t even turn the tides in your favor
I multiply my chances of victory, as I keep these rhymes attackin
As I add lines, I can see your level of confidence subtracting
This the result of when you clash with nice, you get slashed and diced
Divide my talent in 4ths Tyler, you still wouldn’t be half as nice
A win I proclaim, too easy putting this lame to shame
Only thing you get outta this is gaining fame to your name
See I impress the best, you lack text success
Fatally drew a W, leaving you shook like a etch a sketch
[ADIDAR]
I’m not from Georgetown, but I’m an uptown hoya
The king went onto his knees and called me loyal
The way I represent crowns me the advocate
You don’t need the fire, the candle’s already lit
I can drop the bombs like I spit rhymes on Caton
I got you knocking on hell’s door, I hear Satan
As a true supporter and monger of hate
And the devil, a mean-brained atheist
You on the ground leaking a menstrual bleed
[Da Great Dane]
I’m the chef in this and I’m gonna roast you until you’re toast
Ok look my face may be white but you look like you saw a ghost
This little kid thinks he can win battling me the names Da Great Dane
My rhymes will cut this kid at the membrane he’ll never be the same
I’m gonna explode while my rhymes eat at you internally at your insides
Watch you implode while it stings in you for eternally like a killer enzyme
How am I suppose to battle a kid who has no car cuz he rides his bike around
Dude’s gonnna be killed every word he says is **** he needs to pipe down
Or I’m gonna be at the top of the roof waiting for him to get sniped down
This dude thinks he spits acid when he’s blasting but I’m the antacid
Trying to beat me I’ll finish him and serve his *** up in a hand basket
To his family and say sorry we couldn’t put all his remains in a casket
And they have to find some place for your tombstones grave placement
Lie and say I found your dead body in your friends Dave’s basement
I’m really glad man that I had to be the one that murdered you
When actually I’m the one that’s never actually heard of you
Which actually makes it that much easier for me to do all of this
Wait a minute think I did see you it was either you or I saw a *****
Sorry but I’m tired of killing Steve N his ego with what I say
He’s a roach to me and I’m the raid all it takes is one little spray
And sorry Steve but I just put you in your grave for good today
[ANT]
You’re a disgrace, what makes you think you can take this ace on
And please change your name cuz you ain’t got nothin to hate on
Defeat is the fate you face, I’m too much of a savage
School this fool, failing to meet my standards cuz he rap below average
And ***** get your lips off Nas dick, damn can’t a ***** juss breathe
Put your mind to it, but believe a win off me, you will never achieve
I rhyme with flavor, when you will recognize I am greater
Mid-verse, and Moses couldn’t even turn the tides in your favor
I multiply my chances of victory, as I keep these rhymes attackin
As I add lines, I can see your level of confidence subtracting
This the result of when you clash with nice, you get slashed and diced
Divide my talent in 4ths Tyler, you still wouldn’t be half as nice
A win I proclaim, too easy putting this lame to shame
Only thing you get outta this is gaining fame to your name
See I impress the best, you lack text success
Fatally drew a W, leaving you shook like a etch a sketch
S.T.K Vs Jay
[STK]
ladies and gentleman, get ready for the battle of the century
Jay vs S.T.K, ima make this N*gga history
aint no mystery, you cant campare to the kid
he probably got a ghost write call him gillie the squid
from Philly to Madrid,
im the best to write poems
he tryin to be my clone
his flow so simple, probably use rhymezone
The topic is war
stormin beaches and every shore
hell raisin, dream chasin,
Kill until theres no more
inorder to restore,
the power to the people
let it be know, when i write. we are not equal
this is not a prequal, this is where your story ends.
Jay dies first round, tell his Yahoo! friends
your lyrics boring and very unexciting
your sh*ts hard to understand, like Mz Flys writing
you cant remember your rhymes, but its mines you reciting
so quick like lightning, ill shock ya whole system!
im a assasin on the mic, and you was my 1st victim
[Jay]
Yo, Im Flattin ya rap, attackin this wack, thats more fake than a Japanese hat...runnin over your verse, over lappin ya tracks,at the hairdresser is the omly time S.T.K. will be havin a plat (platnium)...Im so real you could say Im reality, you lame, this aint no game but its gonna be you Final Fantasy...before you die hit you with nine fatalitys, find ya family and define insanity..so yall voters tell me, is he murked, his style's too small, like a todler with a mini skirt, Ima lyrically kill this jerk, Ill bizerk,thats me and ima say it how it is, u ****** suck, a needle to arms the only time youll shoot somethin up, you must smoke more than u earn, cuz like a retarded kid, u just wont ever learn..my punchlines hit you with a diss dude...like a girl on a toilet i never ****** miss dude!
S.T.
ladies and gentleman, get ready for the battle of the century
Jay vs S.T.K, ima make this N*gga history
aint no mystery, you cant campare to the kid
he probably got a ghost write call him gillie the squid
from Philly to Madrid,
im the best to write poems
he tryin to be my clone
his flow so simple, probably use rhymezone
The topic is war
stormin beaches and every shore
hell raisin, dream chasin,
Kill until theres no more
inorder to restore,
the power to the people
let it be know, when i write. we are not equal
this is not a prequal, this is where your story ends.
Jay dies first round, tell his Yahoo! friends
your lyrics boring and very unexciting
your sh*ts hard to understand, like Mz Flys writing
you cant remember your rhymes, but its mines you reciting
so quick like lightning, ill shock ya whole system!
im a assasin on the mic, and you was my 1st victim
[Jay]
Yo, Im Flattin ya rap, attackin this wack, thats more fake than a Japanese hat...runnin over your verse, over lappin ya tracks,at the hairdresser is the omly time S.T.K. will be havin a plat (platnium)...Im so real you could say Im reality, you lame, this aint no game but its gonna be you Final Fantasy...before you die hit you with nine fatalitys, find ya family and define insanity..so yall voters tell me, is he murked, his style's too small, like a todler with a mini skirt, Ima lyrically kill this jerk, Ill bizerk,thats me and ima say it how it is, u ****** suck, a needle to arms the only time youll shoot somethin up, you must smoke more than u earn, cuz like a retarded kid, u just wont ever learn..my punchlines hit you with a diss dude...like a girl on a toilet i never ****** miss dude!
S.T.
8/15/08
H.M H.A vs Kill Yo Self Fool
[Kill Yo Self Fool]
This my first bar and I’m already catching the sense of flawless victory
An emo white boy put up with Rap is highly contradictory
I’m a Soldier, ur an emo kid that is never gonna learn
******* with the fire, worthless ***** u freezin then you burn
You wanna go to war, ***** I’m ready 4 the mission
Killing competition and packing heavy ammunition
Ill put you on a body bag and send you on the way
Ill always have a bullet if you wanna come and play
[Half Man Half Amazing]
Ur career’s hand in hand wit ya name, it’s a suicide
On the block its do or die or u do and die
U aint no fcukin goon like u was doin’ Plies
U weak and u frail, I can see it thru ya eyes
I’m packed wit rhymes, u wack u bore me
I came to end ya career but u gon do it for me
So I aint even tryin, I’m the lion of this jungle
U just lyin and u stumblin’, need to keep it on the humble
Cause if u Rumble wit the Royal, we wont fake fight
Leave ya skull crumbled or I leave ya wit ya face sniped
Quit wit tha mumblin and grumblin fore I get to dumpin
Charlie Brown aint seen nothin’ this Great since he seen the Pumpkin
And I don’t even battle rap on the daily
Kill Yo Self Fool, u need to, u prolly kiss men like u Baby
Ya cash money is Slim, and u cant Be G
Tried since u was a Juvenile to try to be me
U know im Hot Boy so u just jealous as ****
U needa stop boy u like Wayne, high off some piff
U need to go and jump high off a cliff, but not the DJ
U get embarrassed worse, u washed up like the sea waves
Or starfish, Patrick aint only one retarded
Get lost like u Aruba dawg cause u heartless
This my first bar and I’m already catching the sense of flawless victory
An emo white boy put up with Rap is highly contradictory
I’m a Soldier, ur an emo kid that is never gonna learn
******* with the fire, worthless ***** u freezin then you burn
You wanna go to war, ***** I’m ready 4 the mission
Killing competition and packing heavy ammunition
Ill put you on a body bag and send you on the way
Ill always have a bullet if you wanna come and play
[Half Man Half Amazing]
Ur career’s hand in hand wit ya name, it’s a suicide
On the block its do or die or u do and die
U aint no fcukin goon like u was doin’ Plies
U weak and u frail, I can see it thru ya eyes
I’m packed wit rhymes, u wack u bore me
I came to end ya career but u gon do it for me
So I aint even tryin, I’m the lion of this jungle
U just lyin and u stumblin’, need to keep it on the humble
Cause if u Rumble wit the Royal, we wont fake fight
Leave ya skull crumbled or I leave ya wit ya face sniped
Quit wit tha mumblin and grumblin fore I get to dumpin
Charlie Brown aint seen nothin’ this Great since he seen the Pumpkin
And I don’t even battle rap on the daily
Kill Yo Self Fool, u need to, u prolly kiss men like u Baby
Ya cash money is Slim, and u cant Be G
Tried since u was a Juvenile to try to be me
U know im Hot Boy so u just jealous as ****
U needa stop boy u like Wayne, high off some piff
U need to go and jump high off a cliff, but not the DJ
U get embarrassed worse, u washed up like the sea waves
Or starfish, Patrick aint only one retarded
Get lost like u Aruba dawg cause u heartless
Yay Area Vs. Kid K-oss
[Kidd K-oss]
someone better then me come on what you drinkin
i`ll blow ya brains out to see what you thinking
want something from me here get a slug
*****s get clapped quick like a bug
u trash, dudes know im real when im spitting
you been lost, sumthing like hillie Clliton
who me? im bush cause i love war
f iraq i got weapons of mass destruction in my drawer
im a deli i stay with cheddar
you just a broke **** who cant get it together
im a menace to ya hood like Denis
got a prob we can exchange bullets like tennis
you not on my level time to face it
what you spent on ya house was the same price as the bracelet
i got a new flow but same dough fag
yeah you from the bay but roc a rainbow flag
[Yay Area]
Kid K-oss bout 2 get knocked out this playoff,
Knock him out the box, while I have this nice day off,
When he sees this his expression shows on his avatar,
All shocked & surprised lookin’ @ these classic bars,
He stay @ a ****** bar, He’s on the cover of a fag0t magazine,
Stay whackin’ in front of the computer screen, watchin’ fag0t scenes,
I rock throwbacks that cost almost a thousand
This brotha hear fruitier than Broke Back Mountain, man I flow like fountains,
Number of emcees I bodied, I’m still countin’, Still pouncin’…
Over emcees who actually face against the great,
I stay hard like 13 year old boys doin’ masturbates,
This fool K-Oss really think he gon’ be the next Y!A champion,
When I been the Y!A champ a year ago he was just my fan or companion,
He just gon’ play the back like when Pac was with Digital Underground dancin’,
Have him bleed like he hit his period so now he crampin’,
While you getting buried the my fans just there chantin’,
someone better then me come on what you drinkin
i`ll blow ya brains out to see what you thinking
want something from me here get a slug
*****s get clapped quick like a bug
u trash, dudes know im real when im spitting
you been lost, sumthing like hillie Clliton
who me? im bush cause i love war
f iraq i got weapons of mass destruction in my drawer
im a deli i stay with cheddar
you just a broke **** who cant get it together
im a menace to ya hood like Denis
got a prob we can exchange bullets like tennis
you not on my level time to face it
what you spent on ya house was the same price as the bracelet
i got a new flow but same dough fag
yeah you from the bay but roc a rainbow flag
[Yay Area]
Kid K-oss bout 2 get knocked out this playoff,
Knock him out the box, while I have this nice day off,
When he sees this his expression shows on his avatar,
All shocked & surprised lookin’ @ these classic bars,
He stay @ a ****** bar, He’s on the cover of a fag0t magazine,
Stay whackin’ in front of the computer screen, watchin’ fag0t scenes,
I rock throwbacks that cost almost a thousand
This brotha hear fruitier than Broke Back Mountain, man I flow like fountains,
Number of emcees I bodied, I’m still countin’, Still pouncin’…
Over emcees who actually face against the great,
I stay hard like 13 year old boys doin’ masturbates,
This fool K-Oss really think he gon’ be the next Y!A champion,
When I been the Y!A champ a year ago he was just my fan or companion,
He just gon’ play the back like when Pac was with Digital Underground dancin’,
Have him bleed like he hit his period so now he crampin’,
While you getting buried the my fans just there chantin’,
Dynasty Vs. Complex
[Dynasty]
.Im a gun, your useless like holster
.Im pulling mad hoes your still masterbating to posters
.I Got you feeling like a vegeterian, cause you dont want beef with me
.When my fist be swinging like monkey's on trees
.See im unstoppable im feeling like Christopher Kent
.Your music is garbage you sound like a fake Eminem
.How the phuck you gon step to me
.when you cant stop something that cant be cease
[Complex]
ya name is Dynasty as you can see
but look harder you about to DIE NASTY
ill burn you up like i got fire on my feet
squash ya a$$ while you burn beneath
take ya chain n simply hang ya self
cuz its a lot easier than being left on the shelf
you cant see me im just a ghost
n you scared as sh*t while i just roast
ill end ya career n make it the worst
youll be worse than when weezy rhymed jerp
you my homie but today your are finished
go see Dr. Dre n get ya sh*t replenished
cuz when i say him they all say boo
so i leave ya wack a$$ behind ready for round two
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