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trap.
02-02-2013, 04:22 PM
Battle: Al-B vs IllDun
Round: 1
Winner: Al-B
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Al-B

Fuck you and your counterparts/ I counter-smarts/ by slicing hearts/
I strangle upstarts/ and tact there oculus to eye-charts*
Allow me to reach through your digestive tract/ see how many organs I hack/
Fuck all that/ I’ll meet your cardiac on impact*
I give a damn about entreaties/
your filthy pleas/ effect you like diabetes/ when you see these/
knuckles come at you in 3-Ds*
I see you all about metaphors/ like a set a hores/ you getting fucked/ I piss on predators/
I’m like the Raven/ "Never More"*
I let a door/
Hit you where the good Lord split you/ but see/ I rearrange the tissue/
so that my fuckin’ foot can fit you*
Size 13 and a half/ all up in your ass/ yea nigga/
you laugh/ but watch your grill get smashed*
I rap them two L’s around your I’s/send’em through your appendix/
I’m in this/ with no restitution/ drink the infection of gashes and bruises*
I got a penis guillotine/ which causes extreme/ agony/ without the metamorphine/
I swallow more spleens*
Than you consuming saliva/ I’ll then spew it all in the middle of your conjunctivae/
which simply is/ the inner-surface of your eyelid*
I rid my self entirely/ of the Ill Dun/ the unskilled one/
you lookin’ for a broke emcee?/ I just killed one*
You’ll find his pulmonary artery/ scattered broadly/
the rest of his remains/ horribly maimed/ what an ungodly*
Sight to view/ I do this in spite of you/
even if you decided to/ call all your kin/ I’d be delighted to*
Ignite’em too/ Set the whole family tree on fire/
slice the rest of them niggas throats with bobwire****

You ain’t even close to me "Dun"

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IllDun

ayo check my steez as my verble display reads/ the sickest meets da illest and melts
like cheez/ur ass gets burn like calories/ as ur mind bleeds polluted cells leaving you to
look pale like snow hale/as if u seen a ghost- i hit u wit da upmost to make ur mind
widen/i cause you approch whateva was hiding/i'm so smooth you'll think i was
gliding/but i'm not michael jackson-but gimmie da mic and an return i give satisfaction
while ur shit spits distraction-to cause downfall in brawl/in this battle there's no draw/ur
weaker then ur feminim brother behind a bra/so put down ur cap gunz-an put up ur mic
so we can have fun/while ur at ur minimum i take to da maximum level/yo sickest
reconize my realness n captures illness/you couldn't predict what i'll kick/you couldn't
cancel me if u was a hollow tip coming at me from a loaded clip/i'm at my prime mentle
state/i make a move AL B shake/a lil bit to much an he exaggerate/quickly if ur smart
you'll start to evacuate......

trap.
02-02-2013, 04:23 PM
Battle: Al-B vs Uncanny
Round: 2
Winner: Al-B
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Al-B

You conceited ass Bastard, Whatcha' gonna do Uncanny?!
You realize I be the Sickest…But, you don’t seem to understand me?!
I decay more teeth than candy, when I go for your grill
MY Testimony is YOUR last Will…"He knew I was Ill"
Yet and still, he contested. Be that as it may
If you lean that ass this way, I’ll put split ends in your toupee
Fuck what you say and all those big ass words you bound to quote
I’ll shove that shit back down your throat before you even a sound a
note
No doubt some shit that you rewrote. But its better that way
Let me reorient your face, Fucked up forever that way
Whomever I slay, best believe they’ll be burned
I make niggas want a come back like a Tax Return
I ain’t even concerned I "Block" that shit like H&R
Cremate your heart with lighter fluid and some muthafuckin' sparks
Before the flame starts I’m stabbing at it with a pitch fork
Drag it from here to Bridgeport, leave it in the ditch, tort
Give a fuck about your bitch thoughts, I’ll rip your brain from your
vertebrae
Fuck up every word you say. I’m known for puttin’ nerds away
Prefer you stay away from doin’ lines and shit. I ruin lives and shit
Pullin’ spines and shit. You still writin’ rhymes you can’t define and
shit
I like confine your shit in a gift wrapped bloody package
With an arm stuck in my mattress, torso bruised with scrapes and
scratches
Got whelps from whips and lashes. Al-B known for body stashes
Skull crushed with cuts and gashes. Body burned with plenty rashes
Jars filled with human ashes so the cops can put they hounds up
I already done dug the ground up. "Ding" Nigga, I think your Rounds up
You a bitch, I’ll lift your gown up, make you lose all your composure
From Indecent Exposure, of your punk ass to everyone who knows ya
Here’s my fuckin’ enclosure. I’ll spit mucus back up your nostrils
Have you sleepin’ with twelve apostles, dig through your bowels in
search of fossils
My shit’s COLOSSAL. So you can place that in your everlasting
definitions
Cause even Dionne with her predictions couldn’t foresee all these
afflictions….

sssssssssssss
Should’ve stayed in Retirement
hahaha
SicKesT


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Uncanny

to the beat of "The Fire In Which You Burn" by Company Flow/Indelible MCs

I'll come off half cocked with STILL enuff se(a)men to take your battleship
right
left
ambidextrously pimp slap your bitchass tattered scripts
my sharp wit so fly I pierce and make the sky deflate
shit I come up with make muthafuckaz grin and rewind tapes
Your mind must be misplaced, fuckin' with me insuring certain self-disgrace
you're so sick you'll deepthroat abortion forceps to save face
self-mutilation's what I expect so here's some rusty razor blades // have a field day
switching your name in fear of what my brain contains // Sure you're the shit!
Fertilize my lawn with your remains
Thinkin' you sickest // reaching for wins thru Me, all you feel is death's fringes
configurements designed vicous with flying digits// hittin' keys hands free
my minds vision telepathically submits my rhymes for me
you'll die screaming // body found of piss and shit your thighs reeking
I flaunt wit mics while you get caught, ass up filled with strap-on extensions
fucked by dykes
out like lights, or your sexuality as you step from closet confines
deposit sound mines that erupt and deconstruct your foul rhymes
reconstruct your bowel mind
so I can beat the shit outta you a second time
I'm known to decapitate kids hacked and strewn in ragged pieces
so you can chill, exchanging nostril dap with tha heads in my storage freezer
no love lost thru mutual holocaust // conflict is the tie that bind us
foolish enuff ta step to me retreat swiftly with one foot minus
appendages ablaze as I amaze men spittin fly-mental tinged flames
boom, boom
firing articulated artillery, now look who gets slayed
bitchmade, get sprayed like blank walls with an aerosol glaze//
Thank God, blessed, heavy mental // Killah Priest couldn't heft this
you couldn't beat me if I was danglin' off your fuckin pelvis....

skank.

trap.
02-02-2013, 04:23 PM
Battle: G-Force vs Al-B
Round: 3
Winner: G-Force
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G-Force

I put tha SicKeSt under quarantine//
invade bloodstreams like foreign proteins//
Bob more hedz than HENRY tha 8th's guilotine//
shatter ya dreams// of advancing beyond tha sweet sixteen//
U make me siK like salmonella// I swimg bats and smash patellas//
kid u yella// like Chiquita// U get no Credit like Expired VISAS//
I Leave ya eyes swollen shut// yank intestines outcha butt//
Beat that ass and throw U in tha pound like a mutt//
Smash deez Ballz down ya throat like Agassiz//
Throw U around like Raggedy//Anne// Fuk a Clan//
Ima do this Commando// Draw FIRST BLOOD like RAMBO//

I take affirmative action like NAS//
decapitatin' ya body like JAWS//
Feed U to tha DawGs like ALPO//
Got that ass ShooK like TICKLE ME ELMO//
Ima keep this simple for clarity// defeatin' me is a rarity//
I'll push ya wig bak leavin' U bald like Chemotherapy//
Leave U dead in your Trax like ROADKILL//
Mount ya head on my wall along with Killasoul and NoFrillz//

I bring tha stress 2 ya chest// like a cardiac arrest//
Xterminate u like pests//
Cuz Kid u hopeless// I split u up like meiosis//
melt skin like corrosives//
U couldn't blow up tying yourself to explosives//
I'm Ferocius// when I bust this//
Make U WITHDRAWL like COITUS INTERRUPTUS

AL-B Brain bashin' wit a passion// dead body stashin'//
Call me YOSHI givin' that ass a Tongue Lashin'//
Like Bobbit I slice dikz// pierce hearts with ice piks//
Slap U cuz you're a bitch like dem SPICE ChiX//
It'z nap time, Kid u more TIREd than MICHELAN//
Sink ya ship like GILLIGAN// and leave U stranded//
Cut Ya legz off so I'm tha LAST MAN STANDING!!!

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Al-B

You Stink.
Damn your credibility/ evidently/
you don’t know me/ your metaphors are slowly/
dying with each breath you take*
Your bronchitis I scrape/ like I’m sketching on school desks/
fools test/ where they know not/
you can blow me like you blow snot/
Be like Toby and get your toes chopped*
Foes rot in piles of manure/ Your families bodies stacked in sewers/
seems impure/ but with Cotton States it’s best to be insured*
There’s not a single cure/ for the sickness I’m a lay on you/
should have the Priest’s pray on you/
you might just heal up in a day or two*
I slay you through/ your Abdomen Oblique/
Damn Son, your shit is weak/ I’m a slap you if you speak/
I’ve seen harder styles up in boutiques*
I’m a stab you till you leak/
pus from your gall bladder/ I watch your skull shatter/
being crushed up in some vice grips/
stick a tube up through your tight lips*
And let some mice rip/ up through your anal/
let them scurry through the maze of your colon/
Laughing cause your hemorrhoids are swollen*
I’ll crunch facial bones up like walnuts/ get your balls stuck/
up in a pair of pliers/ set your fucking testicles on fire*
For my own sick desires/ I butcher fake ass "G’s"/
Urinate on dead emcees/ leave your corpse to disintegrate/
My microphone is sharpened so as to easily penetrate*
I’ll have your semen bleeding fucking with these mentals/
The only way to recognize you is through the X-rays of your dentals
ssssssssssssss