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02-01-2013, 08:18 PM
Equal Writes- Sengoku / Mr. Sinister
Sengoku
I'm known to wear out the opposition,and it's Tank Tops & Tube Socks
but these bitches are foul,their name should be stank socks and tube tops
and I bet that they only spit when these skanks drop and lube cocks
and what they write should be off the board like bank shots right through blocks
don't expect marriage,and don't expect girls in your lives either
it's understandable though,we all know that Tank Tops are wifebeaters
show some pride cheaters,having skill is something Som thinks that's worthless
and Num must love fighting with words since he's always boxing his verses
Som was better as Eddie Enygma,now he's way past prime
Num's mostly flow like Ren and Balth so expect the same result as last time
yeah you guys showed you have heart, but you should've shown more
after this loss,dance to the beat since bouncing's what the South is known for
Mr.Sinister
Ready to fold these cocks, in the finals we hold a spot
Tip toe'ing through this battle, left too many holes in Socks
We stroll through flocks, no way yall can beat these bars
Som's in the crew, but still his Writes just don't Equal ours
You'll leave with scars, showing everyone your stuff's dull
I'll throw my concrete thoughts, to make sure i crush Skulls
Your force just stops, Sin and Sen with another flawless drop
Not freestyling, but I'm making sure Skull comes off the top
Our verses? of course it's hot, knowing we broke-these-hoes
Call me The Matrix, without me there's basically no 'Nio'
Somnio got a sorry flow, we already the discussion in the finals
Despite who wins, we takin a Fast Break and dunkin for the title
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Tank Tops & Tube Socks- Numskull / Somnio
Somnio
Kill? I might sling, have you both hung from a tight string.
Leave u just 'chinks' on the path of my 'ruff ride', like 'jin'.
My mic brings beatings,slicing the throat of Sen,silence the oder sent.
Caught Sin 'off guard', wit a stench, the kid was 'minus dederant'.
I make like Sen, & low blow a bit, u cheated, no..u cabbage, not slept on.
You should of pulled an alias out of ya ass, as if you was babbage or defcon.
I'll savagely stretch ya when ya step cause, u very brittle.
Cause verses come in all 'shapes & sizes', & vs. me u 'vary-little'.
Beat u till u got bags storing ya extrement, to carry with u.
Soon enough we'll sadly miss u, but he gone on to a better place.
Sin 'saw' the man in the mirror, but it was me masked as leather face.
U a fuckin feather weight, no wonder nova had to correct & set ya place.
You loosing to Som & Numb, let this be remebered.
Yall two is 'crew', so its natural that i leave yall 'diss-membered'.
NumbSkull
You ready for pain?? brown noses...& is steady w/ fame
...Sen's ass is football...& Sin keeps his head in the game
Ya ass can front...Writes will drown ya fast in swamps
Battle's like the game of life...never move past the comp
Bawling w/ cries, not your time of day ya fallin w/ tides
Once I knock you unconcious you can only call it a night
My foes finished, yall nice guys...what ya pose when its
Out the kindness of your heart...cuz I poked a hole in it
...You live the rough life...and acted fools on yall blocks
Head is a university...make it the school of hard knocks
Sengoku
I'm known to wear out the opposition,and it's Tank Tops & Tube Socks
but these bitches are foul,their name should be stank socks and tube tops
and I bet that they only spit when these skanks drop and lube cocks
and what they write should be off the board like bank shots right through blocks
don't expect marriage,and don't expect girls in your lives either
it's understandable though,we all know that Tank Tops are wifebeaters
show some pride cheaters,having skill is something Som thinks that's worthless
and Num must love fighting with words since he's always boxing his verses
Som was better as Eddie Enygma,now he's way past prime
Num's mostly flow like Ren and Balth so expect the same result as last time
yeah you guys showed you have heart, but you should've shown more
after this loss,dance to the beat since bouncing's what the South is known for
Mr.Sinister
Ready to fold these cocks, in the finals we hold a spot
Tip toe'ing through this battle, left too many holes in Socks
We stroll through flocks, no way yall can beat these bars
Som's in the crew, but still his Writes just don't Equal ours
You'll leave with scars, showing everyone your stuff's dull
I'll throw my concrete thoughts, to make sure i crush Skulls
Your force just stops, Sin and Sen with another flawless drop
Not freestyling, but I'm making sure Skull comes off the top
Our verses? of course it's hot, knowing we broke-these-hoes
Call me The Matrix, without me there's basically no 'Nio'
Somnio got a sorry flow, we already the discussion in the finals
Despite who wins, we takin a Fast Break and dunkin for the title
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Tank Tops & Tube Socks- Numskull / Somnio
Somnio
Kill? I might sling, have you both hung from a tight string.
Leave u just 'chinks' on the path of my 'ruff ride', like 'jin'.
My mic brings beatings,slicing the throat of Sen,silence the oder sent.
Caught Sin 'off guard', wit a stench, the kid was 'minus dederant'.
I make like Sen, & low blow a bit, u cheated, no..u cabbage, not slept on.
You should of pulled an alias out of ya ass, as if you was babbage or defcon.
I'll savagely stretch ya when ya step cause, u very brittle.
Cause verses come in all 'shapes & sizes', & vs. me u 'vary-little'.
Beat u till u got bags storing ya extrement, to carry with u.
Soon enough we'll sadly miss u, but he gone on to a better place.
Sin 'saw' the man in the mirror, but it was me masked as leather face.
U a fuckin feather weight, no wonder nova had to correct & set ya place.
You loosing to Som & Numb, let this be remebered.
Yall two is 'crew', so its natural that i leave yall 'diss-membered'.
NumbSkull
You ready for pain?? brown noses...& is steady w/ fame
...Sen's ass is football...& Sin keeps his head in the game
Ya ass can front...Writes will drown ya fast in swamps
Battle's like the game of life...never move past the comp
Bawling w/ cries, not your time of day ya fallin w/ tides
Once I knock you unconcious you can only call it a night
My foes finished, yall nice guys...what ya pose when its
Out the kindness of your heart...cuz I poked a hole in it
...You live the rough life...and acted fools on yall blocks
Head is a university...make it the school of hard knocks