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    Split melons mean like felons
    Fuck bitches yelling
    Brain swelling
    Times telling
    Who fell and got took to hell
    Have em' dazed in a spell
    Water from the well
    Before me queens knel
    Lethal weapon like Mel
    Check the drill words from the mouth spill
    It's ill
    Taken to the gut or stomach like a pill
    The crowd stands still
    Bomb in your mental-plane as in mind like land mills
    Blow with the force of wind mills
    It's all for the love of dollar bills
    And I don't mind the thrills





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    ^^^ not as good as ur other stuff looks like you just shat that out lol

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    Quote Originally Posted by pimptastic View Post
    ^^^ not as good as ur other stuff looks like you just shat that out lol


    Really so your quite sharp at picking things up too, cause your right that was the only one I just wrote in like five or less minutes. Dropping whatever came to mind. I still thought it was at least alright though in a way cause when you do shit fast like that it's sometimes more blunt and to the point. Well thought out rhymes which take longer are usually deeper though. Everyone has there own taste though. So you must like deep well thought out rhymes over real authentic freestyles off the top of the head type shit I take it right ??

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    when i freestyle i still merc just at a lower lvl but when it comes off da dome i get mad cold i freestyled my friend nigga chocked looked like he was gonna cry shit was funny he aint look said just look he was tryning not to frown and cry. i dissed his mom his sister his friends shit was gully.

    i was like

    im like canibus
    dark soul animus

    bla bla bla

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    Word spitter pussy glitter
    Bitches chitter chatter it don't matter
    Thoughts rise like climbing up a ladder
    Who's phatter ?
    Add or subtract is the fact keep your eyes on math
    The mc's wrath that left those lost on the path
    The pen and pad sword cuts from the young lad
    Make styles out-dated like a fad
    Skate boarding dudes say rad
    On the mic kill with skill no emotion like getting mad
    My opponents left dead or maybe if lucky sad






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    Quote Originally Posted by pimptastic View Post
    when i freestyle i still merc just at a lower lvl but when it comes off da dome i get mad cold i freestyled my friend nigga chocked looked like he was gonna cry shit was funny he aint look said just look he was tryning not to frown and cry. i dissed his mom his sister his friends shit was gully.

    i was like

    im like canibus
    dark soul animus

    bla bla bla
    True. Feel sorry for your friend. Merked your own friend you are cold. Just joking. But that would make a good story or rapline none the less. Maybe you should put that in one of your raps as story or a line about it at least or something. Pretty interesting.

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    I spit letal.
    you mother fuckas aint equal.
    Im out on a mission to inpale preachers on their steeples
    Im hooded up, smoked out, firm wit my people
    save ya threats or get ya teeth pulled.
    fuck a weapon, bitches get beat for steppin.
    most cats dont live the shit that they reppin.
    THIS IS WAR, and guess who the fuck just crept in?
    one machine wit absolutely no affection.
    only thing that scares is the man in my reflection,
    Death did till i stared him in the face and beat his motha fuckin chest in
    rock intestines of the pricks. that tried testin the best in
    never restin till I kill your ass in the motha fuckin bed you slept in
    This is risk, you chance of livin is out the question
    Only rule of life is know ya shit never guessing
    Christ figure rap singer, every track im blessin
    Let the tek spit. Swing a sling blade let ya motha fuckin neck split
    Kill the next bitch, never leave a snitch wit fat lips beat his ass quick wit ya fists
    06, this grimey year is so trifilin, my loyal rifle men be huntin fags from a ditch
    i insist you quit, clips dismiss ya wits Slash the wigs of pigs, blast their kids and cribs,
    crack ya ribs and dip
    dog eat dog world ya cats aint fit

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    Last edited by Battle 1; 09-29-2006 at 01:44 AM.

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    No trips out of state I got the gate on lock
    Pheenes by the flock rocking all sorts of shoes like Reebok
    On your door I knock
    Take your doe in my cap-stocking leave the scene quite shocking
    Dollars I'm clocking heads I'm dropping
    No show stopping just gats popping
    Groupies are mocking
    Times tick-tocking
    Eat cereal for breakfast then I'm stalking
    At school when on the board bodies in chalking
    On the real I'm tired of talking
    My dogs like thoughts I take em's walking





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    federal fruads, body few dogs... ( for talking large )
    parley vous with big dogs..
    party wtih shottas up on the rooftops..
    shoot cops, on my tail..
    birds droped droped on em scales..
    rats popped missed nails..
    stay kidnapped till em sales...
    bounce back for your bail..
    throwin stones in the air like twister hail..
    throwin change on thee gal like mystical..
    tical, before im pluggin a pal..
    forty cal, packin, more laughs then a jackal..
    fuck who cares bout em shackles..
    battles in the 420 under the saddle...
    on boat trips more then em paddles..
    cock em back, lower that, concel em sacked...
    pop the latch, grab the mans, drive em by a wooden path..
    see new jack, untuck that, flip em like flap jacks..
    syrup on his flat stats...
    working cause of cause??

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    Quote Originally Posted by MaXiMus Da MaNtis View Post
    what the fuck is this thread about n e ways ?

    This is the original post from the maker of this thread and explains what this thread is about, as follows:


    Quote Originally Posted by Eric Unseen View Post
    I'm settin up this thread here for all the battle emcees to come in here and drop when maybe you feel like spittin some lyrics but you can't find nobody willing to take up the challenge there on the spot. Now, if you wanna call someone out don't wait, just spit some fire, put a line or two with whoever's name and maybe they'll get back at you. Now since is the Dojo, don't be waiting on no votes, you sould be in here for the love of battlin', post the feedback if you wanna, and you could even cut and paste to take votes for battle outside of here if people really wanted to find out who won if things start gettin really heated. The point though, is that the Dojo never closes, free styles or sparring, it don't matter.
    Last edited by Battle 1; 09-29-2006 at 09:50 PM.

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    Thoughts out the dark hit the victim in the park
    Towards the spark ignite the light into the night real sharp
    Attack like a shark playing with the melody of a harp
    No lamping or head tampering teeth mark
    Heads soak in the beat dampening
    Spots live and happening when true mc's are rappening
    No fractures guarantees from manufacturers
    Hands clappening girls infatuating bodies collapsing
    Like dancing to collipso sorta south american hit so
    Move slow or fast mics in my grasp real quicks bro
    Over-water grown like hydro getting high and fly is the flow
    Leave lands or sea cold as in covered with snow
    What you know is like yes and not no
    North, east, west, and south the wind blow I gotta go
    Don't wanna be late for my next show






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    confident swagger, getbent stashin em daggers...
    discardedem in battles bladder..
    or anyone lookin fatter..
    im in to cookin the batter..
    up in the mix, get upped with em tips..
    tips from the clips, off shit, then out in the mist..
    gripin on to the matrix, fuck reality patrionism..
    i get into temples like exorcism...
    break it down from the inside propositions..
    get more brains then the coroner..
    or university forensic professors..
    i mean gettin brains on phat shirts..
    from fat headed jerks..
    with no work but still needed work..
    working cause of cause??

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    ^^
    Quote Originally Posted by suav3 View Post
    confident swagger, getbent stashin em daggers...
    discardedem in battles bladder..
    or anyone lookin fatter..
    im in to cookin the batter..
    up in the mix, get upped with em tips..
    tips from the clips, off shit, then out in the mist..
    gripin on to the matrix, fuck reality patrionism..
    i get into temples like exorcism...
    break it down from the inside propositions..
    get more brains then the coroner..
    or university forensic professors..
    i mean gettin brains on phat shirts..
    from fat headed jerks..
    with no work but still needed work..



    You'll leave daggers in who's bladder ?
    I'll leave you thrown off a ladder
    Your head broken and spent like a token
    On smoke you'll be chokin'
    Like dead meat you'll be roasting
    I know you aint boasting
    Or else your bread I'll be toasting
    This is nothing only a warning or me coasting
    You best keep my name out your protesting
    Or else your lungs will get conjesting
    You'll be in need for some suggesting
    On your head heavy I'll be resting
    Now suave was it really me that you were testing ?



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