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11-16-2015, 06:41 AM
Sethros Board - Nov 30th 1999
The Rose-
Yo Jack, me and I360 have christened this quick beef week. That means
we have little battles amongst friends for the sharpening of skills.
And so, my most worthy adversary, I'll take first shot...
Jack and Jill went up the proverbial hill
Came down with a frown
They found only The Rose can inhabit the top
So they drop with a plop
That pop was you breakin the sound barrier
Fallin so fast when I blessed your ass
With lyrical fury
I be the judge and jury
Never mind executioner
Seek restitution?, naw
You don't wanna go there, cuz
I hitcha like the morning coffee buzz does
And you'll be played out faster than Was?Not Was
So go walk the dinosaur, unless you want a little more
Aggravation that comes from my retaliation
A wild child as you styled and profiled
But in my deck the Joker's mild
Stockpiled ammunition
But against me don't forget that Act of Contrition
Cause you'll need it when you beg forgiveness
Bear witness as I strike with quickness
Not to say you're wack
But battle The Rose? - JOKE'S ON YOU, JACK!
I hope you can get up from that, HAHAHAHAHA! Naw, I know you
got some ammo packed. Bring it on, I can take it. Sharpen skills
and all that. After you, I think I'm gonna call out...naw, I'll
save it til we do our three rounds.
Jack Napier-
Flows by any body with this name
will still come up lame in the game
without a scrotum but a clitoris
do ya want more of this, master florist
open the door of this as I compose the death of a Rose
I chose to leave ya mind froze,
like in winter, take your annual doze
death blows from above in the rankings
like a pirate I have you walking plankings
thanking me for sparing the length of the beatings
death cheating will never occur,
your vision of me is just a blur
detour, before I floor you spot, leaving ya page hot
with each eye of the Rose I dot, lay in the coffin and rot
outdated like that nintendo robot, Gyro
meet the new pyro as I ignite you flows like Nero
like Rome, meet the chrome for come with shadies
poor little Rose is now pushing up Daisies
forgotten are the rhymes you peddled
all that's left is a solitary Rose petal.
The Rose-
Damn, didn't think you was on tonight. I'll through round two in here,
but I don't think I'll be able to do round three til tomorrow...
Jack of all trades, master of none
Pardon the pun, all in good fun
Son, ya wanna go the distance?
Ya ain't showin good sense
Hence I unfold once again for you
The mad botanist always get the man on the hitlist
Get the jist of what I'm saying?
I don't come out playing, I come spraying!
Lyrics in three directions like that power-up gun in Contra
But no Nintendo, strictly your end, bro
Reach the crescendo, now it's time for the final call
Time to end the brawl and bawl
Your eyes out with out a doubt
My rhymes are long and mystical like Snuffalupogus snout
And your just Barkley's doo-doo
That's it kid, just go boo-hoo
Send out the clowns, the Joker didn't have the mettle
To crush a Rose pedal
He found how ya skin gets torn
When ya pluck a Rose, ya feel the thorn
Think this was rough? Wait'l ya get a load of me -
When I see ya in round three.
Jack Napier-
Super hero emcee put to sleep like DeNiro
I torch ya like Nero, reduce ya skill rating to zero
chance of survival in the game like Ice-T
believe you defeat or not like Robert Ripely
as you demise is explict as I solicit consent
from the jury to leave ya hell bent
floral threats equal mortal deaths
with last breaths as I place you carcass into the depths
of the hip hp Vahalla last rites read by this scholar
as I take your war collar and toe tag ya
red flag ya, at last, I snag ya, bag ya
sorry I had to rag ya, but the bounty has announced
upon ya thorns I pounced, as I denounced the posey
as I leave rings around the Rosey, wanna be Grier
but me King Richard like Pacino but I run the Casino
your career is on the table, roll the dice
once, twice 3 times done over, crushing ya lyrical towers
then all that's left is a few wilted flowers.
The Rose-
Yo Jack, me and I360 have christened this quick beef week. That means
we have little battles amongst friends for the sharpening of skills.
And so, my most worthy adversary, I'll take first shot...
Jack and Jill went up the proverbial hill
Came down with a frown
They found only The Rose can inhabit the top
So they drop with a plop
That pop was you breakin the sound barrier
Fallin so fast when I blessed your ass
With lyrical fury
I be the judge and jury
Never mind executioner
Seek restitution?, naw
You don't wanna go there, cuz
I hitcha like the morning coffee buzz does
And you'll be played out faster than Was?Not Was
So go walk the dinosaur, unless you want a little more
Aggravation that comes from my retaliation
A wild child as you styled and profiled
But in my deck the Joker's mild
Stockpiled ammunition
But against me don't forget that Act of Contrition
Cause you'll need it when you beg forgiveness
Bear witness as I strike with quickness
Not to say you're wack
But battle The Rose? - JOKE'S ON YOU, JACK!
I hope you can get up from that, HAHAHAHAHA! Naw, I know you
got some ammo packed. Bring it on, I can take it. Sharpen skills
and all that. After you, I think I'm gonna call out...naw, I'll
save it til we do our three rounds.
Jack Napier-
Flows by any body with this name
will still come up lame in the game
without a scrotum but a clitoris
do ya want more of this, master florist
open the door of this as I compose the death of a Rose
I chose to leave ya mind froze,
like in winter, take your annual doze
death blows from above in the rankings
like a pirate I have you walking plankings
thanking me for sparing the length of the beatings
death cheating will never occur,
your vision of me is just a blur
detour, before I floor you spot, leaving ya page hot
with each eye of the Rose I dot, lay in the coffin and rot
outdated like that nintendo robot, Gyro
meet the new pyro as I ignite you flows like Nero
like Rome, meet the chrome for come with shadies
poor little Rose is now pushing up Daisies
forgotten are the rhymes you peddled
all that's left is a solitary Rose petal.
The Rose-
Damn, didn't think you was on tonight. I'll through round two in here,
but I don't think I'll be able to do round three til tomorrow...
Jack of all trades, master of none
Pardon the pun, all in good fun
Son, ya wanna go the distance?
Ya ain't showin good sense
Hence I unfold once again for you
The mad botanist always get the man on the hitlist
Get the jist of what I'm saying?
I don't come out playing, I come spraying!
Lyrics in three directions like that power-up gun in Contra
But no Nintendo, strictly your end, bro
Reach the crescendo, now it's time for the final call
Time to end the brawl and bawl
Your eyes out with out a doubt
My rhymes are long and mystical like Snuffalupogus snout
And your just Barkley's doo-doo
That's it kid, just go boo-hoo
Send out the clowns, the Joker didn't have the mettle
To crush a Rose pedal
He found how ya skin gets torn
When ya pluck a Rose, ya feel the thorn
Think this was rough? Wait'l ya get a load of me -
When I see ya in round three.
Jack Napier-
Super hero emcee put to sleep like DeNiro
I torch ya like Nero, reduce ya skill rating to zero
chance of survival in the game like Ice-T
believe you defeat or not like Robert Ripely
as you demise is explict as I solicit consent
from the jury to leave ya hell bent
floral threats equal mortal deaths
with last breaths as I place you carcass into the depths
of the hip hp Vahalla last rites read by this scholar
as I take your war collar and toe tag ya
red flag ya, at last, I snag ya, bag ya
sorry I had to rag ya, but the bounty has announced
upon ya thorns I pounced, as I denounced the posey
as I leave rings around the Rosey, wanna be Grier
but me King Richard like Pacino but I run the Casino
your career is on the table, roll the dice
once, twice 3 times done over, crushing ya lyrical towers
then all that's left is a few wilted flowers.