corleone
07-19-2020, 05:38 PM
this is an old chat battle I had with one of my closest ned buds back in the day named, "G Money" aka Rawn MD aka Emcee Braid E.. this battle is about 20 years old or older, I was like 12 years old when this battle had went down.. lol G Money, is a bro to me.. I havent spoken to him in nearly 20 years old or so but we first met in the AOL tight freestylers chatroom in 1993 or so, where I was like 7 years old and we use to cypher with each other all day and night.. lol this battle was archived on U.G.. enjoy..
G Money aka Rawn MD
my brain will leave u limbless, think u win this only thing goin up is my fawkin winlist//
leave you gimpin bitch, toss you in the ocean is flam boyant?//
na just annoying, dont be coy kid, g will destroy wits//
when i spark i leave a mark to play a part like programs at the opera//
flow kid no one stopin ya//
gettin cut quick g severin fingerin, so im always comin out ontop of ya//
drop the puns, fawk a gun i throw it in the crowd now the clap and appluad//
ur rappin im apauled your waq and all just because you had the gaul to step to g, hell leave u like a farmer graspin 4 straw//
bash in ya jaw, now how you goin spit, g's at the nucleus and you knew this bitch//
slice your center, the spys are censore//
resort to sitcoms steal the 99th answer to get smart//
the test starts, ur up light are on but ur still left in dark//
Corleone
quick keystyle..
erupted from a prominence, I've been polishing-shit,
before the existence of archeologist//
Im rockin it, suckin electricity from power sockets-kid,
'Twist this Mce"E" (emcee), as if I were to BRAID the Alphabet//(.. his alias name than was, "Emcee Braid E")
I'll leave backs-broke, cause this cat lacks-flow,
You aint an 'Angel', but bet when this battle over You'll be wearin a Halo//
Im unleashin the-truth, why type of leader are-you,
cause' of your mistakes you broke up your whole entire-crew// (.. his crew than, titled.. "I.C.U")
in this battle you display-spits, that can barely-make-it,
ill steal ya necklace and replace-it with 8-slits//
i was created, on a alien space ship,
with shit so hot my toilets possessed' by satan//
so fuck the 2nd round, cause you just a red-neck clown,
i tear shit down, like 'Abstinent relationship circles'.. they ain no "fucking around"//
with verbals-and nouns, i leave the most profound verses and sounds,
Its like im 'touching the floor" cause in this battle im winnin "Hands down"//
You bitch-dude.. so imma rip-you with so many dope lines coke fiends'll try to sniff you..
G Money aka Rawn MD
my brain will leave u limbless, think u win this only thing goin up is my fawkin winlist//
leave you gimpin bitch, toss you in the ocean is flam boyant?//
na just annoying, dont be coy kid, g will destroy wits//
when i spark i leave a mark to play a part like programs at the opera//
flow kid no one stopin ya//
gettin cut quick g severin fingerin, so im always comin out ontop of ya//
drop the puns, fawk a gun i throw it in the crowd now the clap and appluad//
ur rappin im apauled your waq and all just because you had the gaul to step to g, hell leave u like a farmer graspin 4 straw//
bash in ya jaw, now how you goin spit, g's at the nucleus and you knew this bitch//
slice your center, the spys are censore//
resort to sitcoms steal the 99th answer to get smart//
the test starts, ur up light are on but ur still left in dark//
Corleone
quick keystyle..
erupted from a prominence, I've been polishing-shit,
before the existence of archeologist//
Im rockin it, suckin electricity from power sockets-kid,
'Twist this Mce"E" (emcee), as if I were to BRAID the Alphabet//(.. his alias name than was, "Emcee Braid E")
I'll leave backs-broke, cause this cat lacks-flow,
You aint an 'Angel', but bet when this battle over You'll be wearin a Halo//
Im unleashin the-truth, why type of leader are-you,
cause' of your mistakes you broke up your whole entire-crew// (.. his crew than, titled.. "I.C.U")
in this battle you display-spits, that can barely-make-it,
ill steal ya necklace and replace-it with 8-slits//
i was created, on a alien space ship,
with shit so hot my toilets possessed' by satan//
so fuck the 2nd round, cause you just a red-neck clown,
i tear shit down, like 'Abstinent relationship circles'.. they ain no "fucking around"//
with verbals-and nouns, i leave the most profound verses and sounds,
Its like im 'touching the floor" cause in this battle im winnin "Hands down"//
You bitch-dude.. so imma rip-you with so many dope lines coke fiends'll try to sniff you..