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01-22-2013, 07:24 PM
posted on 03-22-2001
[Verbal Spitz]
IM HITTING THIS UP FIRST FOR MY BELT>
DOX Ya freestyle track took a hundred and three takes!//
I can kill you with a punchline and hide ya body under a beatbreak//
Swear to God, you ain't even barely hot -YOUR NOT EVEN sub-lukewarm//
Decimatin' all of ranks; shit, consider ya whole crew warned//
Bought ya demo tape, it's saving grace was the lame-ass intros//
Ya only 'breakthrough' doin' headers through plate glass windows//
CYHPHER Took ya pride, girl, chain, and mic...is there anything left to win??//
Beaten so badly, CYPHER wasn't identified by his next-of-kin//
Word of caution, to a herb you thought I was indifferent towards//
Packin' a popsicle; frontin' like you swinging a liquid sword//
Check the science - I'm the most unstoppable AND the sickest force//
BROKE THROUGH THE IMMOVABLE OBJECT...
...now YOU and I are on the collison course!!//
Get some breath control, ILL CONCEPTIONS a "Mystikal on crank" rapper//
SPITZ battles and leaves it all on the court...like HANK GATHERS//
Watch you air-ball buzzerbeaters...ain't nothin' in the clutch, herb//
Have you battle that no-show EMCEE ADVOCATE to determine who SUCKS WORSE//
Scorched you black...torchin' cats to watch these faggots burn//
I'M SO MONEY ... I'M ENDORSIN' H&R BLOCK'S TAX RETURNS!//
Spittin' the hottest verse...I eat forest fires just to spew Members//
So shook, you can't admit ya mom and dad's ya CREW MEMBERS//
DJ EQUINOX You're not worthy; hearin' my grimy rhymes, whinin' "I got dirty!!"//
5 MC's in the RUMBLE...and I don't see you crackin' TOP THIRTY...
Just a Jerry's Kid...can't even front some muscle to flex rhymes//
Thinkin' you finish nice? Here's a good one..."SEE YOU NEXT TIME"//
And tomorrow AIN'T another day...it's all over for YOU THIS AND LAST TIME//
Playin' the role of bad librarian, cause I'm steady bending spines//
Blow spots of fools who spit awkward, like Chris Dudley's free throws//
Cold-cockin' you...you'll think you're in a porn film with MIA FARROW//
Concede it please, you're just rhymin' with a depleted steez...
JUST A FOOTNOTE...ANOTHER VICTIM OF MY UNDEFEATED STREAK//
I see DOX'S Adam's Apples, don't front like you pickin' up ladies, dude
I'm sick enough to beat you to death with your first baby shoes//
Controllin' the Battleboards, consider this punchline the checkmate//
The way I just served CYPHER, I should be waiter of the decade...
[Ill Conceptions]
lmao of this nigga writin a book....which is pointless cuz you know i'll kill you with one line...
hmmmm DROP!
Intrest rates increase on ILL Conceptions like platinum Visa's/
so called greats decease when ILL Conceptions flattens-then-divas/
i'll dip Spitz adams apple in caramel and take a bite out his candy ass/
throw my punches fast and knock ya on ya ass like an untainted brandy blast/
CypherAssasin, ya bout as dope as some Aregeno in a bag sold to a 5th grader/
ya words were basically thrown away, like campaign donations givin to Ralph Nader/
give you a dollar then tackle ya ass, cuz ya said you were gonna keep rappin till ya hit pay dirt/
...now this may hurt, kill you faster than the shotgun that was used to slay Kurt/(Cobain)DOX, ya verse was just wasted(waisted), like saggin pants being yanked up by demandin grandmothers/
you could refuse to sit inside for 3 weeks and ya still wouldn't be outstandin to others/
ya'll bitches get ya shit broke like challengin a kid with a jumbo to a pencil fight/
DJ Equirnox couldn't win this shit by copy'n canibus cuz he just cant stencil write(right)/
ya could spit ya flows in grandma's chair and ya shit still wouldn't be rockin/
even if ya finally got a girl i doubt you'd get off all them dicks you be jockin/
ya verse is pre-owned and goin against Conceptions your warranty is void/
you'll never get a belt, cuz to get where the glory-be ya gotta be poised/
ya'll niggas are soft and fruity like a pack a starburst/
hit you in the same spot i hit ya last battle just to make your scarburst/
cuz i attack-herbs and smack-verbs with my hat on backwords/(backwards)
these niggas cant believe they failin, like report cards givin to slack-nerds/
this battle's over, give me the belt and we can go home/
next time remember, if ILL Conceptions is your opponent DONT EVEN STEP INTO THE BATTLE DOME/
[Unorthadox]
5 CONTESTANTS
7 BARS EACH
35 BARS TOTALLY MAHEIM....
Lyrically my punches are DIPPED IN TEFLON//
so SPITZ'S scares cant be covered up with PACKAGES OF MARYKAY OR REVLON//What im on is if you were metamorphosed to midterms you couldnt test-me//
and you couldnt HANG wit me if your body was testees//
Your rhymes are rejected,wack infected, and neglected//
Even if you were Trojans & Tampons u wouldnt feel protected//
Instant messagin me sayin If i win i'll be ya WHORE//
Thats the reason why i know niggaz say IM FEELING HER MORE//ILL CONCEPTIONS spittin linguistics Im the nigga that you dread//
You wouldnt have this shit locked if you closed the thread//
rippin your anatomy chocking you wit dirty towels//
I just ripped the shit out of you so i removed ya Bowels//
Stabbin ya clitoris pullin out pubic hairs in Slow-Pain//
Leaving you mangled your forced to grow your hair back wit Rogaine//
If you digested prune juice and Elax you couldnt shit on me//
And if you were the 3rd and 13th letter in the alphabet u couldnt be a Emcee(MC)//DJ EQUINOX You aint Phat just because your ass is thick//
and take off your makeup cuz your lip stick to my dick//
Domnation syntax sending u to hell is where your going//
If you gave my brain head you still wouldnt be MIND BLOWING//SHOWING Lyrically phat like the obeese who want to eat more//
wouldnt have the BALLS to battle me if you were a SPORTSSTORE//
obnipotnet emcee analyze how i blow-text//
Your rhymes make NO CENTS(no sense) like protistutes with no-sex//
Lyrically Im tighter than your virgin mothers cock//
Im so hard my theme song should be LIKE A ROCK//CYPHER lyrically Like hard dicks im rising to the top//
your rhymes couldnt CUT IT if it were a BARBERSHOP//
rhymes is monsterous like its thunderin//
you surviving? I'll keep u like STEVIE just WONDERing//
you wouldnt be protected if your rhymes were laytex//
fruity bastard you get no PUSSY like GAY-SEX//
couldnt see me if you had thick lens bi-focals//
Devitalizing ya esophogaus with with particals of high-vocals.....
GOOD LUCK EVERYONE
[CypherAssassin]
ill conceptions
i got more herb connections than ill conceptions got-raps//
even if he was chewin beef jerkey his spits are still not-fat//
punches, i got-that, hit you so hard you drop-back//
you get knocked-flat in combat if you want-that//
i peeped ya rhyme-dun , 50 syllables in line-one?//
thats some wack shit but when it comes to votes you gonna find-none//
like a blind-son shootin his dads unalligned-gun your shots are way-off//
without viagra this cat couldnt "cum hard", he just stay-soft//
DJ Equinox
I dont know how you're a contestant but for starters im not one to mess-with//
this kid couldn't be "ill" if he was takin' decongestants//
you best not show, after this battle you gonna be-in-sections//
your chance of winnin this is like a president winnin three-elections//
verbal spitz
verbal-spitz gets punched multiple times with hurtin-hits//
left with purple-lips, couldn't have a "fresh spit" with herbal-mints//
you get murdered-quick, "beat to a pulp" like makin-juice//
i take-his-youth, he couldn't "hang" with all his weight-in-a-noose//
and thats the truth, wack rappers get-slapped//
spitz you so wack, i suggest you quit-rap//
unorthadox
ayo fuck-dox, my lyrics hit him hard similar to buck-shots//
this kid cant rap, he "flows" just about as nice as blood-clots//
its not what he comes with, its what-not, ya feel-this?//
i'm hungry for that belt like i been goin meal-less//
dox beat me? he got a better chance of outpunchin Lennox Lewis//
i leave him toothless, " Dox you can't compete, I thought you knew-this"//
[Dj Equinox]
....Fuck that i slay all u cats in body bags...you all claiming reefs wack but i aint that...careless who's who in this battlion of sorts...ill better wish he was cause im cutting him into eight fourths....kid has a big ego must make up for what he can't see over his gut though...spit can't verbally abuse nothin just some chump who sucks ortho's dick cause he jumped onto his "band wagon"....c couldn't assinate this cypher ask conceptions how he made him turn faggot...bunch of slain maggots acting hard but reef won't have it....more vicious than a deseased raccoon nawing off its limbs or cancerous wounds....inhale "nitris" and expand ortho's lungs till they fill up like "balloons"...check verbals vital signs im sure there fade soon....i won't come home in august cuz i'll be out till late november...ILL wrote a diary of him in detail describing porking his little sista(cypher)...interesting how all ur thought processes are on the same level..5th grade education is the basis of your grammar conotation....im sick of this ragging dogg your all testing my patience....evaluated your lack of greatness....came up with the conclusion your scared of this cat that's why u hate.....your feeble attempts to ridicule make me irrate....bend all your spines till your spleen's rupture and ribs break....castrate all your vigins cuz naturally...well actually i could broke your backs with a one liner....so hand me the belt..hold up how bout both most "underrated emcee" made "dox" ghost....all your skills are wack mediocore at most....ill's broke,spits toast,ortho u know his pedicament,and cypher you should of been the one who shouldn't of post....
aka reefdog
[Verbal Spitz]
IM HITTING THIS UP FIRST FOR MY BELT>
DOX Ya freestyle track took a hundred and three takes!//
I can kill you with a punchline and hide ya body under a beatbreak//
Swear to God, you ain't even barely hot -YOUR NOT EVEN sub-lukewarm//
Decimatin' all of ranks; shit, consider ya whole crew warned//
Bought ya demo tape, it's saving grace was the lame-ass intros//
Ya only 'breakthrough' doin' headers through plate glass windows//
CYHPHER Took ya pride, girl, chain, and mic...is there anything left to win??//
Beaten so badly, CYPHER wasn't identified by his next-of-kin//
Word of caution, to a herb you thought I was indifferent towards//
Packin' a popsicle; frontin' like you swinging a liquid sword//
Check the science - I'm the most unstoppable AND the sickest force//
BROKE THROUGH THE IMMOVABLE OBJECT...
...now YOU and I are on the collison course!!//
Get some breath control, ILL CONCEPTIONS a "Mystikal on crank" rapper//
SPITZ battles and leaves it all on the court...like HANK GATHERS//
Watch you air-ball buzzerbeaters...ain't nothin' in the clutch, herb//
Have you battle that no-show EMCEE ADVOCATE to determine who SUCKS WORSE//
Scorched you black...torchin' cats to watch these faggots burn//
I'M SO MONEY ... I'M ENDORSIN' H&R BLOCK'S TAX RETURNS!//
Spittin' the hottest verse...I eat forest fires just to spew Members//
So shook, you can't admit ya mom and dad's ya CREW MEMBERS//
DJ EQUINOX You're not worthy; hearin' my grimy rhymes, whinin' "I got dirty!!"//
5 MC's in the RUMBLE...and I don't see you crackin' TOP THIRTY...
Just a Jerry's Kid...can't even front some muscle to flex rhymes//
Thinkin' you finish nice? Here's a good one..."SEE YOU NEXT TIME"//
And tomorrow AIN'T another day...it's all over for YOU THIS AND LAST TIME//
Playin' the role of bad librarian, cause I'm steady bending spines//
Blow spots of fools who spit awkward, like Chris Dudley's free throws//
Cold-cockin' you...you'll think you're in a porn film with MIA FARROW//
Concede it please, you're just rhymin' with a depleted steez...
JUST A FOOTNOTE...ANOTHER VICTIM OF MY UNDEFEATED STREAK//
I see DOX'S Adam's Apples, don't front like you pickin' up ladies, dude
I'm sick enough to beat you to death with your first baby shoes//
Controllin' the Battleboards, consider this punchline the checkmate//
The way I just served CYPHER, I should be waiter of the decade...
[Ill Conceptions]
lmao of this nigga writin a book....which is pointless cuz you know i'll kill you with one line...
hmmmm DROP!
Intrest rates increase on ILL Conceptions like platinum Visa's/
so called greats decease when ILL Conceptions flattens-then-divas/
i'll dip Spitz adams apple in caramel and take a bite out his candy ass/
throw my punches fast and knock ya on ya ass like an untainted brandy blast/
CypherAssasin, ya bout as dope as some Aregeno in a bag sold to a 5th grader/
ya words were basically thrown away, like campaign donations givin to Ralph Nader/
give you a dollar then tackle ya ass, cuz ya said you were gonna keep rappin till ya hit pay dirt/
...now this may hurt, kill you faster than the shotgun that was used to slay Kurt/(Cobain)DOX, ya verse was just wasted(waisted), like saggin pants being yanked up by demandin grandmothers/
you could refuse to sit inside for 3 weeks and ya still wouldn't be outstandin to others/
ya'll bitches get ya shit broke like challengin a kid with a jumbo to a pencil fight/
DJ Equirnox couldn't win this shit by copy'n canibus cuz he just cant stencil write(right)/
ya could spit ya flows in grandma's chair and ya shit still wouldn't be rockin/
even if ya finally got a girl i doubt you'd get off all them dicks you be jockin/
ya verse is pre-owned and goin against Conceptions your warranty is void/
you'll never get a belt, cuz to get where the glory-be ya gotta be poised/
ya'll niggas are soft and fruity like a pack a starburst/
hit you in the same spot i hit ya last battle just to make your scarburst/
cuz i attack-herbs and smack-verbs with my hat on backwords/(backwards)
these niggas cant believe they failin, like report cards givin to slack-nerds/
this battle's over, give me the belt and we can go home/
next time remember, if ILL Conceptions is your opponent DONT EVEN STEP INTO THE BATTLE DOME/
[Unorthadox]
5 CONTESTANTS
7 BARS EACH
35 BARS TOTALLY MAHEIM....
Lyrically my punches are DIPPED IN TEFLON//
so SPITZ'S scares cant be covered up with PACKAGES OF MARYKAY OR REVLON//What im on is if you were metamorphosed to midterms you couldnt test-me//
and you couldnt HANG wit me if your body was testees//
Your rhymes are rejected,wack infected, and neglected//
Even if you were Trojans & Tampons u wouldnt feel protected//
Instant messagin me sayin If i win i'll be ya WHORE//
Thats the reason why i know niggaz say IM FEELING HER MORE//ILL CONCEPTIONS spittin linguistics Im the nigga that you dread//
You wouldnt have this shit locked if you closed the thread//
rippin your anatomy chocking you wit dirty towels//
I just ripped the shit out of you so i removed ya Bowels//
Stabbin ya clitoris pullin out pubic hairs in Slow-Pain//
Leaving you mangled your forced to grow your hair back wit Rogaine//
If you digested prune juice and Elax you couldnt shit on me//
And if you were the 3rd and 13th letter in the alphabet u couldnt be a Emcee(MC)//DJ EQUINOX You aint Phat just because your ass is thick//
and take off your makeup cuz your lip stick to my dick//
Domnation syntax sending u to hell is where your going//
If you gave my brain head you still wouldnt be MIND BLOWING//SHOWING Lyrically phat like the obeese who want to eat more//
wouldnt have the BALLS to battle me if you were a SPORTSSTORE//
obnipotnet emcee analyze how i blow-text//
Your rhymes make NO CENTS(no sense) like protistutes with no-sex//
Lyrically Im tighter than your virgin mothers cock//
Im so hard my theme song should be LIKE A ROCK//CYPHER lyrically Like hard dicks im rising to the top//
your rhymes couldnt CUT IT if it were a BARBERSHOP//
rhymes is monsterous like its thunderin//
you surviving? I'll keep u like STEVIE just WONDERing//
you wouldnt be protected if your rhymes were laytex//
fruity bastard you get no PUSSY like GAY-SEX//
couldnt see me if you had thick lens bi-focals//
Devitalizing ya esophogaus with with particals of high-vocals.....
GOOD LUCK EVERYONE
[CypherAssassin]
ill conceptions
i got more herb connections than ill conceptions got-raps//
even if he was chewin beef jerkey his spits are still not-fat//
punches, i got-that, hit you so hard you drop-back//
you get knocked-flat in combat if you want-that//
i peeped ya rhyme-dun , 50 syllables in line-one?//
thats some wack shit but when it comes to votes you gonna find-none//
like a blind-son shootin his dads unalligned-gun your shots are way-off//
without viagra this cat couldnt "cum hard", he just stay-soft//
DJ Equinox
I dont know how you're a contestant but for starters im not one to mess-with//
this kid couldn't be "ill" if he was takin' decongestants//
you best not show, after this battle you gonna be-in-sections//
your chance of winnin this is like a president winnin three-elections//
verbal spitz
verbal-spitz gets punched multiple times with hurtin-hits//
left with purple-lips, couldn't have a "fresh spit" with herbal-mints//
you get murdered-quick, "beat to a pulp" like makin-juice//
i take-his-youth, he couldn't "hang" with all his weight-in-a-noose//
and thats the truth, wack rappers get-slapped//
spitz you so wack, i suggest you quit-rap//
unorthadox
ayo fuck-dox, my lyrics hit him hard similar to buck-shots//
this kid cant rap, he "flows" just about as nice as blood-clots//
its not what he comes with, its what-not, ya feel-this?//
i'm hungry for that belt like i been goin meal-less//
dox beat me? he got a better chance of outpunchin Lennox Lewis//
i leave him toothless, " Dox you can't compete, I thought you knew-this"//
[Dj Equinox]
....Fuck that i slay all u cats in body bags...you all claiming reefs wack but i aint that...careless who's who in this battlion of sorts...ill better wish he was cause im cutting him into eight fourths....kid has a big ego must make up for what he can't see over his gut though...spit can't verbally abuse nothin just some chump who sucks ortho's dick cause he jumped onto his "band wagon"....c couldn't assinate this cypher ask conceptions how he made him turn faggot...bunch of slain maggots acting hard but reef won't have it....more vicious than a deseased raccoon nawing off its limbs or cancerous wounds....inhale "nitris" and expand ortho's lungs till they fill up like "balloons"...check verbals vital signs im sure there fade soon....i won't come home in august cuz i'll be out till late november...ILL wrote a diary of him in detail describing porking his little sista(cypher)...interesting how all ur thought processes are on the same level..5th grade education is the basis of your grammar conotation....im sick of this ragging dogg your all testing my patience....evaluated your lack of greatness....came up with the conclusion your scared of this cat that's why u hate.....your feeble attempts to ridicule make me irrate....bend all your spines till your spleen's rupture and ribs break....castrate all your vigins cuz naturally...well actually i could broke your backs with a one liner....so hand me the belt..hold up how bout both most "underrated emcee" made "dox" ghost....all your skills are wack mediocore at most....ill's broke,spits toast,ortho u know his pedicament,and cypher you should of been the one who shouldn't of post....
aka reefdog