kell16 vs surreal(round 1)...non flooded

[Sicka than aidZ]

drop your lines in here.......and if legit wants to post alot,...he can do it in the old 1...

keep this tournament short, sweet an fun as hell...flooding fucks it up

peace



First to 4 vote's
Explained vote's
25 Lines
Lets go, I'll drop 1st
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Yesterday, 23:59 #3 SurreaL vbmenu_register("postmenu_17237", true);
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Join Date: Jun 2005
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Age: 19
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Re: Kell16 Vs SurreaL (1st round)

Kell you only 16, I'll cripple you kid,
break your neck backway's, and shatter a rib.
Heavy breathing, last thing you see is me, best be believin,
you misdeciving the message, another beatin, you're receiving.
You throwing stone's, Man I be tossin a brick,
shatter you glass dream's, let it be known my style is sick.
Tossin this shit at you, you take it in like a rag,
if this was a catagory at the MTV's, you'd be " best new fag "
Man I got joke's, but this shit's for real,
I can spit freeway's, fuck a record deal.
You try you're best to fit in the slot,
you step on the spot, try to give it all that you got,
" be all that you can be, "
you tried with all your best, but you still a whack emcee.
Blow out you're candle, now you cashed like a ash,
smash you're grill peice in, now you talk through a gash.
every bone broken but in you're mouth,
now you can't rap text,
you start to talk shit mother fucker, you know what's next.
man you gonna battle me?
I bet any line you bout to spit, won't even rattle me,
Best believe I'll fuck up you're anatomy,
You broken like a scroll, haha, now how funny would that'a be?
Im glad you could witness it, 25 line's I doubt you could finish it,
you just took 25 shot's, stung kinda didn't it?

[kell16]

check, this 1st grade nigga tryin to kick knoledge
sat up in the front, fuckin wit ho's and cunts, still failed my lryical college
shatter ya brain and leave ya rep diminished, ya chapter in finished
look at his pants crotch, white on white, look at the nut blemish
he run from pussy even when his wet dreams come, his little man hide in the closet
like i'm snatchin ya rap book from under you, skills, fuck naw, you never had it
can't even get close to this lyrical ghost affectin ya family, my size is metrical
this nigga think he building a legacy, this pussy was gettin trashed in the physical
tryin to copy the kid, this ain't hide and seek, the bullets run through ya mullet litteral
you stuck in the 80's with a flow so shitty, take it from me
ya life need to get surreal, cause you all wash up like number 23
nigga hidin behind his keys, desperately pennin shit on me
not ready for these rhymes that hit hard like prison sentences, this is my B-comming
S.eriously L.ame S.hit L.icker.Seriously L.acking L.yrics
i kill em with on swipe, this saga is now ended
this shit was owned by me from day one, i'm the nigga who started it
droppin knowledge smarter than ya lyrically challeged ass, hooked on fronik
get a job bitch, stop runnin my strip, i'll break ya dome like a champange bottle
and have you stuck with a large dome like them hoes from americas next top model
you basic tryin to be complex like ECKO, let go bitch, ya rhymes is retro
slash at ya windpipe and make ya man pick up the pieces, talkin like you gun-ho
ducktape this niggas limbs and make him watch his bitch takin tips anal
you waitress nigga, step out my dojo, take ya apron on the way out
tell ya moms to fix me a plate when i'm come through, you pussy niggas i bang out
keep ya vet status on the net, cause ya chest got blown out, you breathin yet?

my same shit, i don't even care now, niggas argue over the fuckin internet bout pointless shit, so the hell with it, S.L can type a new verse that can rip this one hopefully

one
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[Sicka than aidZ]

Surreal's verse

Kell you only 16, I'll cripple you kid,
break your neck backway's, and shatter a rib.
Heavy breathing, last thing you see is me, best be believin,
you misdeciving the message, another beatin, you're receiving.
You throwing stone's, Man I be tossin a brick,
shatter you glass dream's, let it be known my style is sick.
Tossin this shit at you, you take it in like a rag,
if this was a catagory at the MTV's, you'd be " best new fag "
Man I got joke's, but this shit's for real,
I can spit freeway's, fuck a record deal.
You try you're best to fit in the slot,
you step on the spot, try to give it all that you got,
" be all that you can be, "
you tried with all your best, but you still a whack emcee.
Blow out you're candle, now you cashed like a ash,
smash you're grill peice in, now you talk through a gash.
every bone broken but in you're mouth,
now you can't rap text,
you start to talk shit mother fucker, you know what's next.
man you gonna battle me?
I bet any line you bout to spit, won't even rattle me,
Best believe I'll fuck up you're anatomy,
You broken like a scroll, haha, now how funny would that'a be?
Im glad you could witness it, 25 line's I doubt you could finish it,
you just took 25 shot's, stung kinda didn't it?

[SurreaL]

Vote's please.

[Ladybilquis]

I would say that Sicka got this round, but I would sugget shortening the lines to about 15 a piece so that we can judge line for line, cause thats alot of reading.

Peace

[SurreaL]

errr., sorry, it was me vs kell16, sicka just posted my verse, sorry for the confusion, haha.

[Ladybilquis]

Well than you got that my man, but I still say cut the lines cuz if not, you wont get any accurate votes, cause you no heads is not reading all that much.

Peace!

[Dae Ja Nae]

Kell's verse

check, this 1st grade nigga tryin to kick knowledge
sat up in the front, fuckin wit ho's and cunts, still failed my lryical college
shatter ya brain and leave ya rep diminished, ya chapter in finished
look at his pants crotch, white on white, look at the nut blemish
he run from pussy even when his wet dreams come, his little man hide in the closet
like i'm snatchin ya rap book from under you, skills, fuck naw, you never had it
can't even get close to this lyrical ghost affectin ya family, my size is metrical
this nigga think he building a legacy, this pussy was gettin trashed in the physical
tryin to copy the kid, this ain't hide and seek, the bullets run through ya mullet litteral
you stuck in the 80's with a flow so shitty, take it from me
ya life need to get surreal, cause you all wash up like number 23
nigga hidin behind his keys, desperately pennin shit on me
not ready for these rhymes that hit hard like prison sentences, this is my B-comming
S.eriously L.ame S.hit L.icker.Seriously L.acking L.yrics
i kill em with on swipe, this saga is now ended
this shit was owned by me from day one, i'm the nigga who started it
droppin knowledge smarter than ya lyrically challeged ass, hooked on fronik
get a job bitch, stop runnin my strip, i'll break ya dome like a champange bottle
and have you stuck with a large dome like them hoes from americas next top model
you basic tryin to be complex like ECKO, let go bitch, ya rhymes is retro
slash at ya windpipe and make ya man pick up the pieces, talkin like you gun-ho
ducktape this niggas limbs and make him watch his bitch takin tips anal
you waitress nigga, step out my dojo, take ya apron on the way out
tell ya moms to fix me a plate when i'm come through, you pussy niggas i bang out
keep ya vet status on the net, cause ya chest got blown out, you breathin yet?

my same shit, i don't even care now, niggas argue over the fuckin internet bout pointless shit, so the hell with it, S.L can type a new verse that can rip this one hopefully

one


Surreal's verse

Kell you only 16, I'll cripple you kid,
break your neck backway's, and shatter a rib.
Heavy breathing, last thing you see is me, best be believin,
you misdeciving the message, another beatin, you're receiving.
You throwing stone's, Man I be tossin a brick,
shatter you glass dream's, let it be known my style is sick.
Tossin this shit at you, you take it in like a rag,
if this was a catagory at the MTV's, you'd be " best new fag "
Man I got joke's, but this shit's for real,
I can spit freeway's, fuck a record deal.
You try you're best to fit in the slot,
you step on the spot, try to give it all that you got,
" be all that you can be, "
you tried with all your best, but you still a whack emcee.
Blow out you're candle, now you cashed like a ash,
smash you're grill peice in, now you talk through a gash.
every bone broken but in you're mouth,
now you can't rap text,
you start to talk shit mother fucker, you know what's next.
man you gonna battle me?
I bet any line you bout to spit, won't even rattle me,
Best believe I'll fuck up you're anatomy,
You broken like a scroll, haha, now how funny would that'a be?
Im glad you could witness it, 25 line's I doubt you could finish it,
you just took 25 shot's, stung kinda didn't it?


Damn yall ... the colored lines go real hard.


This was a damn good battle ... both of yall have skillz.

But, based on the content, my vote goes to Kell.


Peace

[SurreaL]

Peace Diamond, nice to see you again, peace kell and Ladybilquis, after this battle I retire this ish, 2 - 1 in kell's favor, peace.

[kell16]

me too

i knew i shouldn't have fucked wit dis "text" bull shit

it just gets boring and pointless

all and all, good fuckin battle fam

keep ya head up B and i hope you win

[Definitive X]

SurreaL, sorry kell, it was close...

[ThePharaohNosferatu]

I felt Surreals punchlines a bit more than Kellz, i like how the rythem went even with out a beat.

and this has to be THE 1st time if read a battle and the two people battlin show love to one another by saying i hope you win, DAMN that tight love in this place.

[SurreaL]

thanks Xtadas and Pharaoh for voting, and Kell man, mad respect for you kid, good battle, you derserve to win man, peace.

[kell16]

would people please finish voting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Sicka than aidZ]

ill vote, hold on