trap.
02-03-2013, 02:20 PM
Equation:
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this rhyme’s a ploy, you don’t have the balls to leave my hide destroyed.../
..since the last time we met you, you decided to try some ‘roids/
speaking of which, your verse don’t push weight, it’s reeking of shit/
you don’t even feel yourself unlike headless after seeing ya pic/
beating ya, bitch...you chill in fetal position and hope i’m harmed/
voters take a cue from ya pic and greet me with open arms/
leave you soaked in blood, hang you out to dry when i clothesline you/
abduct then fuck you up to the point you hope your folks find you/
espi's blood'll be all over the glass like morning mildew/
cats callin me Egon which is short for "E gonna kill you"/
you’re about this far from a win, get snuffed and dissed hard/
you’ve grown accustomed to sacs like houston QBs, that kid Carr/
lookin like spliff star on crack, but let’s end the confusion/
reason you’re not smiling in your pic’s cause you know that you’re losing/
you’re not better then this, i know ya only relevant diss/
go ahead..call the FBI, can only insult me on a terrorist tip/
can tell from ya grammar your dumb, can’t understand or stop me/
only way you can get over the hump, is if you’re a camel jockey/
i’m skilled and cocky, how you gonna win? ya shit is just stale/
like “Girls Gone Wild in the Middle East”, this bitch is unveiled/
your skills pale in comparison..like 2 lesbians, this is a miss-match/
this rap’ll say he looks like Knocturnal with collagen implants/
you the cat that i’m pissed at, you won’t win! shit’s improbable/
you’re idea of a drag race? dressing bitchmade as quick as possible/
whether you’re a guy or chick, we can quesiton that whole day/
it’s like your lazy eye, don’t have to turn your head to look both ways/
i’m still thin after you’re eaten, digested, shitted and pissed out/
you got your plate in your head from the pain that i dished out/
way you’re kicked down a peg, it’s the biggest beating of all time/
you need to fix your Crooked eye like Suge needed a fall guy/
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Espionage:
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ur-length of-lines,str8 outdoes, any college at-registration
virgin like ry, cant get'sum',an still calls-himself an-equation
last mm u lost against evasion,then i str8 blazed that kid's flow
last rd.'u shouldnt have the w there'like the first name of klitschko
trick's-a flame-in simple, yo i hate-men-who do gay shit yo
dick juss-stays in his-hole,more than ace-ventura's ray finkle
ur cliche wit's soo, corny! and yours-are poorly made up
watch me str8 throw,E horribly off this board like a horry layup
dogg,the shit i got in store,is str8 ghetto like ur pop's kwiki
ur mom,dont think she's not a slore,cuz she neva fucked fuh free
nuff w/ the whole line syllable stuff...
the fact's ur rhyming,is wack in writing
sime asked for a pic... Habeeb posted his taxi license
my rap's enlightning, urs is absolutely bad
is that a shadow or are u the first pakistani w/ a shag
ur mammy will get tagged,she's my target practice...w/ no guns clutched
juss long cock,on forehead,aimin for-red, tryna bust nuts, on ur mom's dot
bullseyed cumshots??? naw i always end up dowsing her face
u gettin the w?? "VvVhat?" that letter cant even be pronouced by ur race
now im clownin ur taste,ur shirt's on one shoulder the other off
ur the first rapper since salt and pepa, to wear an 80's bobby top
uh!
ur dumbass prays to cows, in sacred scriptures
i pray to cows,when im havin steaks for dinner
u may get bitter,and im not tryna offend u hindu
but to top espi in battle,u'll need all the strength of vishnu
cuz ur cadence's a issue, and cliche lines arent tite
on top of that,ur setups are done worse than the last tyson fight
any1 who says ur styles original is a blatant dumb lier
cuz ur all about catch phrases like home plate umpires.....
folk!
<a href="http://www.urbanprowlers.net/tourney/mm2003/espi.jpg" target="_blank" onMouseOver="window.status='Espionage'; return true">
</a>
this rhyme’s a ploy, you don’t have the balls to leave my hide destroyed.../
..since the last time we met you, you decided to try some ‘roids/
speaking of which, your verse don’t push weight, it’s reeking of shit/
you don’t even feel yourself unlike headless after seeing ya pic/
beating ya, bitch...you chill in fetal position and hope i’m harmed/
voters take a cue from ya pic and greet me with open arms/
leave you soaked in blood, hang you out to dry when i clothesline you/
abduct then fuck you up to the point you hope your folks find you/
espi's blood'll be all over the glass like morning mildew/
cats callin me Egon which is short for "E gonna kill you"/
you’re about this far from a win, get snuffed and dissed hard/
you’ve grown accustomed to sacs like houston QBs, that kid Carr/
lookin like spliff star on crack, but let’s end the confusion/
reason you’re not smiling in your pic’s cause you know that you’re losing/
you’re not better then this, i know ya only relevant diss/
go ahead..call the FBI, can only insult me on a terrorist tip/
can tell from ya grammar your dumb, can’t understand or stop me/
only way you can get over the hump, is if you’re a camel jockey/
i’m skilled and cocky, how you gonna win? ya shit is just stale/
like “Girls Gone Wild in the Middle East”, this bitch is unveiled/
your skills pale in comparison..like 2 lesbians, this is a miss-match/
this rap’ll say he looks like Knocturnal with collagen implants/
you the cat that i’m pissed at, you won’t win! shit’s improbable/
you’re idea of a drag race? dressing bitchmade as quick as possible/
whether you’re a guy or chick, we can quesiton that whole day/
it’s like your lazy eye, don’t have to turn your head to look both ways/
i’m still thin after you’re eaten, digested, shitted and pissed out/
you got your plate in your head from the pain that i dished out/
way you’re kicked down a peg, it’s the biggest beating of all time/
you need to fix your Crooked eye like Suge needed a fall guy/
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Espionage:
<a href="http://www.urbanprowlers.net/tourney/mm2003/eq.jpg" target="_blank" onMouseOver="window.status='Equation'; return true">
</a>
ur-length of-lines,str8 outdoes, any college at-registration
virgin like ry, cant get'sum',an still calls-himself an-equation
last mm u lost against evasion,then i str8 blazed that kid's flow
last rd.'u shouldnt have the w there'like the first name of klitschko
trick's-a flame-in simple, yo i hate-men-who do gay shit yo
dick juss-stays in his-hole,more than ace-ventura's ray finkle
ur cliche wit's soo, corny! and yours-are poorly made up
watch me str8 throw,E horribly off this board like a horry layup
dogg,the shit i got in store,is str8 ghetto like ur pop's kwiki
ur mom,dont think she's not a slore,cuz she neva fucked fuh free
nuff w/ the whole line syllable stuff...
the fact's ur rhyming,is wack in writing
sime asked for a pic... Habeeb posted his taxi license
my rap's enlightning, urs is absolutely bad
is that a shadow or are u the first pakistani w/ a shag
ur mammy will get tagged,she's my target practice...w/ no guns clutched
juss long cock,on forehead,aimin for-red, tryna bust nuts, on ur mom's dot
bullseyed cumshots??? naw i always end up dowsing her face
u gettin the w?? "VvVhat?" that letter cant even be pronouced by ur race
now im clownin ur taste,ur shirt's on one shoulder the other off
ur the first rapper since salt and pepa, to wear an 80's bobby top
uh!
ur dumbass prays to cows, in sacred scriptures
i pray to cows,when im havin steaks for dinner
u may get bitter,and im not tryna offend u hindu
but to top espi in battle,u'll need all the strength of vishnu
cuz ur cadence's a issue, and cliche lines arent tite
on top of that,ur setups are done worse than the last tyson fight
any1 who says ur styles original is a blatant dumb lier
cuz ur all about catch phrases like home plate umpires.....
folk!