trap.
02-02-2013, 07:08 PM
Balthowsai:
Sin. Slay. Swift.
Yo I’m smoking this bitch, blazing MCs with smoldering scripts,
cause now I’m taking out seeds, like I’m about to roll up a spliff/
So don’t show us ya pic, since like ya nick, that shit’s a disgrace,
tryna spit’s replaced calling yourself ill as your Biggest Mistake/
Ya tried to pick up the pace & yet you were slayed from the start,
as your victory run ended while you were still aiming for March/
Tho ya playing ya part, claiming to spar, it seems ya can’t touch me,
cause the way that you were seeded ain’t the reason ya unlucky/
Even if I’m rusty, this written’s unfurled, ya get sick & then ‘earl,
you’re mad cause my verse’s hardly filler…like ya dick in ya girl/
So Nik give it a whirl, rep Ya ‘Prowlers,’ though that site is a fake,
shit, after you lose make ya OWN MM, with a fight you can take/
You’re the type to relate, primal debates to bragging and boasting,
here’s a proven FACT: only title you’ll win’s ‘Wackest Opponent’/
Though I’m bashing your dome in, kid, don’t even start to rap,
cause I’ll have your career lying in ruins like ancient artifacts/
In part your wack, and yet you can’t spit cause my fury’s unsealed,
plus bitch, I'll hang you twice like confused juries at the appeal/
Truly, you ain’t real, I’m mustering death and crushing your rep,
learn this lesson: stick to bestiality, but don’t fuck with the Vet!/
Becuz you’re flustered in text, & so next life, don’t bother to show,
or you'll get blown out like White Boys tryna rock Ben Wallace's fro/
And although the slaughter’s exposed, I’m glad that this rook isn’t fit,
for the win, since Ill-nikk’s spared us all having to look at his pic/
So just look for a click, since like your site, ya posting can't shine,
do like they do to UPN, and get votes with rhymes, posing as mine/
IllaMentalz!!
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ill nik-A:
Deep down inside, u know u really don't want it, just try to be honest,
use a blade for ur gut check & free the butterflies in ur stomach,
try but won't touch nik.cuz I'm simply destroyin', anything I toy with,
& since I'm playing these mind games I'm using ur nose as a joystick,
bash ur head, to oppose the noises.chanting, the kid from Miami's advancing,
so fuck ur ranking, cuz number 13 has always been known for passing,
for a beating is all u're asking.on the wrong trail, u'll beg if all fails,
I came in the underdawg but u were left wagging ur Bronx tail,
comparison has gone pale.tourney's my world, & u're lost in it's madness,
so I'mma rag out ur chances & wipe u off the face of this planet,
u've been mistaken as talent.tell u u're at u'r peak, so u can fall for it,
but there won't be any name for ur actions until u call it quits,
MM.Predictions? u talking shit.so I'll wreck ur start to address the part,
In society, Balth is what the future holds with prosthetic arms,
ur best, is no harm.here to prove u're the sharpest on, aspired,
while ill nik's purpose is to stab u to death with ur object of desire,
bloodbath, to fit u in to ur formal attire.cuz aint no way u sonning nik,
cuz u still doing laps riding the menstrual cycle, all flow no kicks,
roast this kid.& pour in the shots, after u poured in ur thoughts,
ill's the force of it all, give u the benefit of the doubt & insure u a loss,
I'm the core to the cause.& reason for me having to bash this geek,
^^& I'd hate to say I told u so, but he even has a crew named after me,
get the picture tuning into my batt next week.as u've enter nik's trend,
where punches are flipped best, while u here brown nosing 'round wit's end!!
Sin. Slay. Swift.
Yo I’m smoking this bitch, blazing MCs with smoldering scripts,
cause now I’m taking out seeds, like I’m about to roll up a spliff/
So don’t show us ya pic, since like ya nick, that shit’s a disgrace,
tryna spit’s replaced calling yourself ill as your Biggest Mistake/
Ya tried to pick up the pace & yet you were slayed from the start,
as your victory run ended while you were still aiming for March/
Tho ya playing ya part, claiming to spar, it seems ya can’t touch me,
cause the way that you were seeded ain’t the reason ya unlucky/
Even if I’m rusty, this written’s unfurled, ya get sick & then ‘earl,
you’re mad cause my verse’s hardly filler…like ya dick in ya girl/
So Nik give it a whirl, rep Ya ‘Prowlers,’ though that site is a fake,
shit, after you lose make ya OWN MM, with a fight you can take/
You’re the type to relate, primal debates to bragging and boasting,
here’s a proven FACT: only title you’ll win’s ‘Wackest Opponent’/
Though I’m bashing your dome in, kid, don’t even start to rap,
cause I’ll have your career lying in ruins like ancient artifacts/
In part your wack, and yet you can’t spit cause my fury’s unsealed,
plus bitch, I'll hang you twice like confused juries at the appeal/
Truly, you ain’t real, I’m mustering death and crushing your rep,
learn this lesson: stick to bestiality, but don’t fuck with the Vet!/
Becuz you’re flustered in text, & so next life, don’t bother to show,
or you'll get blown out like White Boys tryna rock Ben Wallace's fro/
And although the slaughter’s exposed, I’m glad that this rook isn’t fit,
for the win, since Ill-nikk’s spared us all having to look at his pic/
So just look for a click, since like your site, ya posting can't shine,
do like they do to UPN, and get votes with rhymes, posing as mine/
IllaMentalz!!
<HR WIDTH="450" ALIGN="LEFT">
ill nik-A:
Deep down inside, u know u really don't want it, just try to be honest,
use a blade for ur gut check & free the butterflies in ur stomach,
try but won't touch nik.cuz I'm simply destroyin', anything I toy with,
& since I'm playing these mind games I'm using ur nose as a joystick,
bash ur head, to oppose the noises.chanting, the kid from Miami's advancing,
so fuck ur ranking, cuz number 13 has always been known for passing,
for a beating is all u're asking.on the wrong trail, u'll beg if all fails,
I came in the underdawg but u were left wagging ur Bronx tail,
comparison has gone pale.tourney's my world, & u're lost in it's madness,
so I'mma rag out ur chances & wipe u off the face of this planet,
u've been mistaken as talent.tell u u're at u'r peak, so u can fall for it,
but there won't be any name for ur actions until u call it quits,
MM.Predictions? u talking shit.so I'll wreck ur start to address the part,
In society, Balth is what the future holds with prosthetic arms,
ur best, is no harm.here to prove u're the sharpest on, aspired,
while ill nik's purpose is to stab u to death with ur object of desire,
bloodbath, to fit u in to ur formal attire.cuz aint no way u sonning nik,
cuz u still doing laps riding the menstrual cycle, all flow no kicks,
roast this kid.& pour in the shots, after u poured in ur thoughts,
ill's the force of it all, give u the benefit of the doubt & insure u a loss,
I'm the core to the cause.& reason for me having to bash this geek,
^^& I'd hate to say I told u so, but he even has a crew named after me,
get the picture tuning into my batt next week.as u've enter nik's trend,
where punches are flipped best, while u here brown nosing 'round wit's end!!