LL Vs PHENIX ( LL WINS )

[Luther Large]

anticipating all you cowards that hatin/ im debatin/ and regulating / on a regular basis/ im lookin 4 niggaz /who thinkin that there better than figgaz/im popping the trigga/so fuck em/ ill soprano a nigga/ya know/ ya flows slow bitch/ stick to the dishes/ your a faggot ass nigga/ why you hitten on bitches/ they call you the misses/let me get the nickel plate/ cock that shit back/ put a fuckin .45 thru ya face/ nigga what a disgrace, these niggas think they on top/ til they drop at the sound of a shot/ right to the chops/ where does it stop/ my block faced imprisonment time/ from handin out dimes/ to poppin niggas during there prime/ dont worry bout mine!

Rules : I flow1st, then adversary, then I, then opponent ,once more.

[PHENIX]

Yo, i'll battle you greeneyes grab ya axe off the wall/
you outta place like paul waul, lyrics aint built to brawl/
This bout to be ya downfall, better yet ya last call/
senetence to death as you walkin down the green mile hall/
2000 volts to ya face, in the chair dancin like mase/
no remorse when I pull the lever cause you a total disgrace/
face the fact that you wack black ya style is finish/
smoke you wit the same pipe when commando killed bennet/

What up greeeneyes! We can go ahead and get tight. just a quick freestyle to set it off.

[Luther Large]

I slash ur rhymes in half like ginsu blades/ a damn shame/ u fade away b4 u got it made/theres bout to be hail on phenix/ better believe it/u aint criminal minded/ u simple and blinded/ Junior ass member/ knock you back/ wont be waking til december/im an untouchable opponenent/survived the chamber,chair/no matter the exponents/ i'll bond you out/im always breathin at the end/send a friend/ you aint nothin when it comes to my pen/my flow you can lend/so take all the time you can spend/ya flows like a Nosferato flick/boring and dull/and i can hardly hear you spit/tryna shit on a nigga talkin 2000 volts/ i'll double that power/leave you lookin like toast/reply with ya most!

[PHENIX]

Okay ya verse was alright but it still lacked flow/
And ya punchlines seem to hit wit the impact of glass joe/
I'm a pro wit this son u just a pretender/
Hi my name is phenix and I'll be your career ender/
So they call you greeneyes but really whats your vision/
How you gonna let a junior member take ya startin position/
You ride the pine when I ryhme you'll never see the floor/
You already had 2 chances and you still didn't score/
On your montior u see that button next to the green light/
Do yourself a favor and push it cause this is goodnite/
You cant see me in this battle cause u blinded by cataracts/
You fake ass erick sermon you can die by my battle axe/
Yo mouthpiece is the ass and yo flow is shit/
Ya think ya untouchable well nigga tag your it/


Phenix on the rise nigga. Nice battle. We need votes.

[jjh_38]

Phenix is killin this one, origional lines.. like that commando shit..."Let off some steam Bennet.. lol"

[Luther Large]

once again phenix im back and original/ your style's to fictional/
a little ho traditional/ u might of 1 a round but im still in the ring/
i still am the king/ this nigga here's afraid of a sting/
i'll peel u jus like a banana/ got more heat than Tony Montana/
stuff ya ass wit so much dynamite, youll be lookin as fat as santa/
i thought Phenix was hot/ i guess you fell off the charts/ fell off the spot/
nigga got no style from heart/ an amatuer from the start/ i'll tear u apart/
its time for a celebration of me rippin this nigga/ pull the trigga/
cause you got seen, nigga go figure/ ya style is liqour/
ya compisition/ aint no competition/for my propisition/
rock your tims in/ harsh conditions/ lost ya senses/
a little taste of a battle you lost/ your like cattle your soft/
never shake the rattle you tossed/ u tattled across/
if im a fake erick sermon, ur a fake Prodigy/
cause you outta be/ retarded G/oh pardon me/ departed B/
the glock is my best mutha fuckin quality commodity/ call the Police!! Its murder!!

What up Phenix! If you still around We can set another off yo. I want another shot, Partna!!

"4Fifth Niggaz Run this shit"

[PHENIX]

I'm still down. I'll post a lil later I been busy. We can go though.

[hollywoodrealty]

dont take it personal when i release my arsenal
i aint playen no games, this aint a carnival
its hard as hell but i just glide through like a parasail
me and my crew are like polarbears attacking a baby seal
fuck your navy seals, ill split you like banan peels
exicute you when i electricute u like an eel
damn right i keep it real, i live for cheap thrills
i saw your girls at the club so i had to cop a feel
saw you coming so i told your hoe not to squeel
of course she did so i dissapeared like david copperfield
invisible like weed hidden in a cornfield
da butcha playa of the year, now u know the deal

[u-turn]

I''ll say go to hell, and send an invite
Be careful, before you know you can face the smite
Its the realest, blades dancing on your neck
It's the fakest, your already panting defending your rep
Ten G's'll flop, I turn it up like my bass
Stop ya'll easily, ya'll are fake
Ya arms the only thing by ya side
Snakes jumpin up like springs at ya eye
Collecting rippede pages for my journal
And all I see's your name when I start turning
I know your in pain when I start bursting
Don't deny it, caught you at pre-school touching kids
Can't run from my fucking spits
You an ugly motherfucker who's bout to recieve it like a shotty
Organs start draining after the bleeding stops from ya body

[PHENIX]

My bad on takin so long. I dont know where these other cats came from. Let's go!

I hope ur a rap tour guide cause I dont know/
I need a fuckin map and a compass just to follow ya flow/
Ya say u the king well what royal fam u in/
Yea I seen ya posin on that box of King Vitamin/
It makes sense now I can buy yo ass with WIC/
Do damage to ya head similar to Bo Rics/
What u doin off the floor u heard the ref at 8/
The fate u chose was death so nigga clean ya plate/
At fast rate hover ya crib my bombs bein deployed/
U a bitch in disguise similar samus on metroid/
Its a celebration I'll let rick james lick ya face/
Imma lick shots at ya head try to dismantle ya face/
U a waste and disgrace be ashamed of ya self/
Didnt they tell u battlin phenix is bad for ya health/
But I like ya style son u got the eye of the tiger/
greeneyes ya 36 and u still aint retired/
Here let me make it easy Imma end ya career/
So u can go back to pickle park with all your fellow queers/

Nice battle greeneyes. u came correct.

[hollywoodrealty]

phenix, u dont make sense, u are in threads that say open battle, which means people come and spit, or battle time, but then when someone else writes something, u always say "where did all these people come from" dont tell me u are afraid someone will overshine u

[Luther Large]

what about the rza/meth man,u-god and ,gza/raekwon, dirty,the ghost, and masta killah/ i'm around 36 but they are to "my ni66a"/let me do you a fava/ i'll explain my flow cuz i know i'm too complex/thats right this kid cant follow my flow he even needs a map to get to his front steps/gotta be an idiot cant follow lyrics in text/even tho tephs the best/phenix wanna battle me next/when i chop necks/ hot lyrics is bait/fuck battelin i record murder threats on cassette tapes/i got an ego bigga than breast fakes/ni66as drop when i bread make/to quote from you i actually heard the ref say 7 and then knocked you out in the 8th/phenix i handle him/and mangle him/and strangle him like the boston strangler strangled men/ayo check it again faggot i leave your face impaired/i empty the fullest clips while you at rics cuttin hair/ i dont know what pickle park is but if it's in your vocab ask yourself who's the queer

nice battle man.....need sum damn votes.......peace phenix

[Luther Large]

is anybody out there

[hollywoodrealty]

ra ra, sis cum ba
ha ha ha, punch u in the grill, break your jaw
im cutten shit up like a saw
have u running home crying to you ma
break the law, my styles raw, i get more tits then a bra
when u battle me, i win, u loose, there aint no draw
i got no flaws, that means im flawless, your harmless
you couldnt beat me in a battle even with 2/3'rds votes from congress
they say the grass is greener on the other side
why dont we try it, ill just burry u alive
you mr potato heads get sliced up into french fries
diced up, the fights up, thats it, no more mister nice guy
nice try, but when u spill it, its like your mic's not on
when i spill it, its like exxon, who' next son

[hollywoodrealty]

? who gonna spit next