trap.
02-02-2013, 06:31 PM
Espionage:
i strive for greatness,this elite ate kids w/ the wisest statements
this is the battle of the E's,and ur name describes ur placement
ur fans despise ur rhymes w/ hatred,but u give misconstrued thanks
cuz when they say ur shit's hot dogg they mean it's too frank
this dude's rank,is the lowest ima expose it, fuck what the picks said
cuz an E2 is a term for army 'privates',and in ur case a dickhead
this kid says,ur lame and it's explained by how u dress in clothes
what kinda fool wears a winter hat in hot azz new mexico
cant fuck w/ espi yo,the precious flow, just tends to win
no matter how thick ur goatee is, it doesnt hide the jay leno chin
representin pmpz, but i see yall believe theres no I in team
i heard u cant rhyme to beats,so everything u make is for eyes to see
this guy's juss weak,cant spit ur shit,and thats the known truth
you make tight instrumentals, to bad there's none u can flow too
true colors always show thru, no matter the textual prowless
and i refuse to lose, against a bald headed alexi lalas
espi pops shit,that'll make this author start tuh book faster
gay azz is known for lickin so many heads he can be a bushwacker
ima crook rapper,with a burner i yearn tuh,leave yuh wig cracked
and let every1 see more grey matter than a creature on pitch black
ur shits wack, the fact u cant rap makes all ur mm acts void
dogg ur 'styles weak' ...like lox on badboy
ur the lamest of all, and i know u cant sustain in a brawl
im this tourney's cinderella with slippers made the same as ur jaw
im labeled as raw, and dogg im just the best breathing
and i had revenge in my heart, thaz why i hadtuh get evan
muthaphucka!
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E2:
Shhhhhhhhhhh........
Everyone likes an underdog… getting bashed by a vet
I got one question, man- how'd you get past I.N.S.?
It seems your mastery of plain just has to be innate
You look like Iverson on Quaaludes… after being raped
& speaking of your birth- you've been frail since the day
I'mma put you outta commission like how salesmen get paid
But your minimum wage is set; even your agent said
Sime didn't give you a seed… he posted your age instead
You record in your spare time but can't afford any airtime
Guess that scar on your head fractured more than your hairline
…Your perspective would've been absurd if you had filmed it
Cause your head's so use to the ground it's permanently tilted
You came in completely entire now you'll leave in a vile
Wake up & smell the coffin cause you'll be there a while
You need to retire- just don't expect a pension from the game
What have you ever done to earn the mention of your name?
Enter this tournament? Get lucky for a few rounds then bounce?
You're lightweight- couldn't kill-a-gram, let alone pound an ounce
I doubt amounts of your material even vaguely make sense
The boundary on your neck means that chain-link is fenced
You know all too well how the bottom of the barrel smells
You're actually 0-37… waiting for the next Peril- L
& it scares the hell outta you; even your she-male is shell-shocked
It's your own disco funeral & you'll be there with Bells on
I said shhhhhhhhh....
Espi can't offend me- ending with 'Muthaphucka!' is trendy
You may be full-up on NV but you're still running on MT
& giving it your all but you're a little bit too gone
…You ain't in your own league living with your mom
Isn't it the bomb? Ok, not when you can't see the light of day
I'm smacking you open-handed like the United Way
I'm a grand slam… you're nothing but a bunt, kid
All you are is my fourth down… no wonder you got punted
Ain't even 25% champion, you're just a quarter-finalist
I got a date with destiny & you don't know what time it is
I know what your favorite meal is so I made you tubesteak
Why'd you even show up? Oh wait- it's April Fool's Day
See, you'll likely be a bye so I might not even try
Throwing unibrows connecting right between your eyes
It's a sight to see you cry, but you were never liked on my lap
Even after you did that cockumentary about life on my sack
You claim you're best known but came with dead tone
So put a noose around your penis & hang your head low
Your suicidal tendencies don't want a friend it seems
There's 2 E's in Espionage… it starts & ends with me
But now the Grim Reaper is your best friend- goodnight
I'm tucking you in Esp… don't let the deathbedbugs bite
Hush
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Final:
E2 (15) - Espionage (6)
i strive for greatness,this elite ate kids w/ the wisest statements
this is the battle of the E's,and ur name describes ur placement
ur fans despise ur rhymes w/ hatred,but u give misconstrued thanks
cuz when they say ur shit's hot dogg they mean it's too frank
this dude's rank,is the lowest ima expose it, fuck what the picks said
cuz an E2 is a term for army 'privates',and in ur case a dickhead
this kid says,ur lame and it's explained by how u dress in clothes
what kinda fool wears a winter hat in hot azz new mexico
cant fuck w/ espi yo,the precious flow, just tends to win
no matter how thick ur goatee is, it doesnt hide the jay leno chin
representin pmpz, but i see yall believe theres no I in team
i heard u cant rhyme to beats,so everything u make is for eyes to see
this guy's juss weak,cant spit ur shit,and thats the known truth
you make tight instrumentals, to bad there's none u can flow too
true colors always show thru, no matter the textual prowless
and i refuse to lose, against a bald headed alexi lalas
espi pops shit,that'll make this author start tuh book faster
gay azz is known for lickin so many heads he can be a bushwacker
ima crook rapper,with a burner i yearn tuh,leave yuh wig cracked
and let every1 see more grey matter than a creature on pitch black
ur shits wack, the fact u cant rap makes all ur mm acts void
dogg ur 'styles weak' ...like lox on badboy
ur the lamest of all, and i know u cant sustain in a brawl
im this tourney's cinderella with slippers made the same as ur jaw
im labeled as raw, and dogg im just the best breathing
and i had revenge in my heart, thaz why i hadtuh get evan
muthaphucka!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
E2:
Shhhhhhhhhhh........
Everyone likes an underdog… getting bashed by a vet
I got one question, man- how'd you get past I.N.S.?
It seems your mastery of plain just has to be innate
You look like Iverson on Quaaludes… after being raped
& speaking of your birth- you've been frail since the day
I'mma put you outta commission like how salesmen get paid
But your minimum wage is set; even your agent said
Sime didn't give you a seed… he posted your age instead
You record in your spare time but can't afford any airtime
Guess that scar on your head fractured more than your hairline
…Your perspective would've been absurd if you had filmed it
Cause your head's so use to the ground it's permanently tilted
You came in completely entire now you'll leave in a vile
Wake up & smell the coffin cause you'll be there a while
You need to retire- just don't expect a pension from the game
What have you ever done to earn the mention of your name?
Enter this tournament? Get lucky for a few rounds then bounce?
You're lightweight- couldn't kill-a-gram, let alone pound an ounce
I doubt amounts of your material even vaguely make sense
The boundary on your neck means that chain-link is fenced
You know all too well how the bottom of the barrel smells
You're actually 0-37… waiting for the next Peril- L
& it scares the hell outta you; even your she-male is shell-shocked
It's your own disco funeral & you'll be there with Bells on
I said shhhhhhhhh....
Espi can't offend me- ending with 'Muthaphucka!' is trendy
You may be full-up on NV but you're still running on MT
& giving it your all but you're a little bit too gone
…You ain't in your own league living with your mom
Isn't it the bomb? Ok, not when you can't see the light of day
I'm smacking you open-handed like the United Way
I'm a grand slam… you're nothing but a bunt, kid
All you are is my fourth down… no wonder you got punted
Ain't even 25% champion, you're just a quarter-finalist
I got a date with destiny & you don't know what time it is
I know what your favorite meal is so I made you tubesteak
Why'd you even show up? Oh wait- it's April Fool's Day
See, you'll likely be a bye so I might not even try
Throwing unibrows connecting right between your eyes
It's a sight to see you cry, but you were never liked on my lap
Even after you did that cockumentary about life on my sack
You claim you're best known but came with dead tone
So put a noose around your penis & hang your head low
Your suicidal tendencies don't want a friend it seems
There's 2 E's in Espionage… it starts & ends with me
But now the Grim Reaper is your best friend- goodnight
I'm tucking you in Esp… don't let the deathbedbugs bite
Hush
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Final:
E2 (15) - Espionage (6)