SID Vs. TekStylez
 

16 barz

i ain't even gonna use personals it's too easy laff

You Know I Put In Work When The Mask is on the Face

And if You the Squealer Type the Maskings on the Tape

Dump Oil Down Your Throat While I'm Askin How it Tastes

Pump Action Splashin Like Acid On Your Face


If you can't swim than you can practice in the lake

Fam Can't Hack it Go Closed Casket on the Case

Lower it Droppin Tears and Ashes on Your Face

The Masters in his Ace Spell Disaster in the Place


Better Think Twice Before Fucking with Tek

Or Lose Your Life Getting Struck in the Neck

Buck at your Set Double Pumping the Gauge

At your Show We All Jumping the Stage


Like Pitts Released from the Pound Beating You Down

This Kid Tough With the Talk but He Weak with the Sound

Can't Compete in the Streets Cause We Deep in This Town

Introduce you to my Fist Let You Meet With the Ground

Sorry for the delay tek been pretty busy, only had enough time for a few heroin shots in gen chat.


This verse is immaculate, rob your perse then spray ejaculate, on your girls jacket
iam like capulet.... in fair Verona, firearm holder, Saudi shareholder, 10 pin bowler
soul controller, super soaker, nuclear solar, tear out your molars, illegeal truck tower
jcb steamroller, watch hell freeze over, watch ova ya shoulder,
coz this cold words getting colder, better keep your gun by the holster,
never provoke coz you might get roast, like cock a roach,
like a hunter i poach, turn your bread to toast, turn lead to gold
I spread legs and spit poems, quick flowin, sick mind controlling is my motion
see me blazing like locomotion Stirring the cauldron, only a few are chosen,
the dead (tek) have arosen, you fakes stay posing, iam closing in at a fast pace,
lets face the next case, full of hate smothered in waste
I turn titanium to paste, then leave with no trace, never catchin a case
Move like a shadow.... or get moved like a wheelbarrow,
I flow with the groove firing steel arrows, I peel their shallow souls,
there life is borrowed, Were getting hollow, no truth or substance,
so I infect your mind like viral substance

still vote tek
all ebeefing aside, halfway through reading sid's verse i forgot it was even a diss verse

tbh it looks like you dug up some old written lines and just threw teks name in the middle somewhere

Go away dude, why do you keep interacting with me when i want nothing to do with you?

i wasnt talking to you, i was voicing an unbiased opinion in a public lyric battle where the winner is determined by those same public viewers voicing their opinion -
get over it and stop being more sensitive than lacey's teeth -
and if i really upset you you can battle me even though i dont even rhyme or have battled anybody before, but ill probably win on general principal anyway
bitch

I vote tek, anyone can just rhyme. Where was the attack? Sidious Christ vs Mumm Ra!

I agree with brain dead and m.r. when it comes to sids verse there was no lyrical attack.
anybody can rhyme, however overall through sids verse he had very little good flow.
I'm a go ahead and rightfully vote for Tek style.....

reason

Like Pitts Released from the Pound Beating You Down
This Kid Tough With the Talk but He Weak with the Sound

^---This flow's hot (imo)

Pump Action Splashin Like Acid On Your Face

^---This bar alone was blazin and had more lyrical threat behind it than sids whole verse.

btw, can somebody please take the trash out, (3 pages for two verses, come on now)

This Kid Sidious is So Hideous He Scares Professor
Clothes Looking Like His Mum Prepared His Dresser
Impaired Contester, Can't Compare Your Style is Lesser
Pedophile a Pester, Face of a Child Molestor

Gen Chat Troll Drop the Pen Ass Hole You ain't Able
Pretending Be Signed Under Rascal A Whack Lable
Looking Like they got Ass Raped on their Last Dates
Gay but Hey that's Why You Call eachother Mates!

Blow up Your Estate, That's Londons Fake Ass Projects
World War One Guns Replicas and Break Fast Objects
Catch em Slippin Hittin while they Sipping they Tea,
Sid You Can't Rap if that's What You're Fixing to Be

Listen to Me, Take Mine and Your Fathers Advice
If You Ain't Sucessful than why Bother With Life
Euro Fags Fear My Lines Run When They Hear these Rhymes
Recognize Why in my Eyes you're Ten Years Behind

i never learned to count bars, i always spit till i had my fill..

if some one can break the whole bars shit down i'd read it.

A bar = one measure in a 4/4 rhythm... whatever the tempo may be usually 88-94 beats per second so it's tap tap tap TAP one bar. Most bars are anywhere from 8-14 syllables 14 pushing it unless you're twister. You can also look at it like the kick is always on the 1 than a snare on a 2 and another snare on the 4. The kick signaling the begininng of the bar, and the snare on the end of it. You usually want to make sure your drop is synced with the kick, and the snare with the last rhymed word. It's also a good idea to sycnh your syllables to perfect your multi flow in couplet bars. Each line I write fits in a 4/4 bar and can be spit on beat to = 16 bars.

Further more, the structure of most beat production, is an intro/drop, 16 bar verse, 8 bar hook, than another 16, this is the typical sequence of a beat which is why 16's are common.

see sid - i told you i was being unbiased and wasn't bringing 'ebeefs' into this thread -
everybody said the exact same thing i did
and i still know those lame ass excuses for not wanting to battle me is because even though youd probably win cuz ive never battled, you would be too irl embarrassed by the chance of me beating you
funny you told me before that you just battle here for fun, but apparently there's certain conditions to that lol - that's all i wanted to do, i dont care if i lose
but ill make like 2pac and say i aint mad atcha - i see you ass the fake chump you are which is why i stay shittin on your existence

God this mummy ra faggot wont stop typing shit.

Make the thread yo