trap.
02-03-2013, 02:30 PM
Equation
Attackin'<a href="http://www.urbanprowlers.net/tourney/mm2003/radius.jpg" target="_blank" onMouseOver="window.status='Radius'; return true">
</a>Says:
i’ll rock your jaw, i’m so dope you even jock my flaws/
i got a verse so explosive, you’re feeling ‘shock and awe’/
i might be muslim but even i’ll swear on the bible../
..that this bitch-made loser looks more arab then i do/
you might get suicidal wishin that we never met up/
take a look at ya pic, your trying hard to keep ya head up/
and the background’s mad blurry, you practicing vodoo?/
..or is it that even stationary objects move faster then you do?/
i’m the cat you gonna lose to, but something doesn’t look right/
it’s the fact you took that picture thinkin that was your good side/
Rad is the shook type, no one will be hero, saving the day/
while your eyebrows are like Kobe Bryant’s Js, fading away/
cats saying you soundin like nas and it's makin you cocky/
i got a 'firm' belief, the one you should be compared to is foxy/
stop me? the reason your hat’s tilted sideways? look, kid/
it was straight until i smacked you so hard...it stays crooked/
Last round, Espi showed he’s the first black member of the KuKlux/
and he’ll extend you membership for the low price of two bucks!/
you won’t reject, so let me just teach you a lesson/
mock indian voices are the only way you can leave an impression/
girls dig rebels, that’s why you’ll never get deep head/
closest you’ll be to being a bad boy is looking like g-dep/
i push an ill whip, will even run you over in alleys, you goon/
when asked about the new hummer, you tried to carry a tune/
you can’t parry abuse, your weak attempt at fighting wont’ test me/
i ride on my enemies, son, you just ride on your ten speed/
don’t try to flex, dweeb...the voters, you ain’t impressin em/
only time you think you the GOAT’s when you OD on mesciline/
sime erasing tallys’ your only hope, but the feeling that’s worse/
when he says “fuck votes, rad came weak...i’m deleting his verse”/
i’m beating this herb, let’s see you try to topple your fear/
what’s more confusing?
his attempts at wit or “where the fuck’s the top part of his ear”/
won’t pardon you, queer..i'll make you bleed from wiffle bats/
cats ain't talking about your dome when they sayin "it's a wrap!"/
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Radius
Attackin'<a href="http://www.urbanprowlers.net/tourney/mm2003/eq.jpg" target="_blank" onMouseOver="window.status='Equation'; return true">
</a>Says:
fuck an equation...
ayo Radius'll conquer this jerk
you need to show n prove ment like an Inspecta Deck sponsoring certs
so let's face it, Rad's one of the text's favorites
against a Allan Houston looking version of Craig David
he's shook sime..he aint never did a hood crime
he only stared as Jay Jay's little brother from Good Times
when i'm in your place of business i don't act shocked
i order quick..so give me a black n mild and a snack box
'cause dog, you aint gangsta, i knew something was up
I bet a mug shot too you is bee-bee gunning a cup
Rad aint bragging..i blaze faggets..and Televise..
..me leaving your face dragging like Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky
bitches see me in the Airport like "Your sound is so rugged!"
and you, the only thing they checkin out is your luggage
the Middle East didn't know what rap or a pimp was
'cause fro's went out in the 70's like Ashford and Simpson
you wonder why the whole tourney's laughing with Rad?
cause whoever snapped that picture shoulda snapped it in half
when i flip out on Equation and win i'll raise the medal
..and leave his mic unplugged faster than Matrix rebels
Muslims don't eat pig, but when i fuck your whore that one night
you didn't have beef when you caught me porking your wife
do you smoke? guess one side of you don't like to get blazed
thats why the right side's higher than the other side of your face
i dont act dope..but for you playin' that part, you should
your styles close to wack..my shit is so far, so good
i'm up points while you're trailing..go check the score card
if you was fucking talented, you'd proabably be a porn star
your face is so fucked up that you should just die now
..you're the first kid with two mustache's and one eyebrow
shitty kid's a skinny twig..but it's probably E's Diet
'cause i only seen shirts with one strap on Andre THEE Giant
..answer a + b = 18..or your breath ima lessen
Hint: your family works there, the two numbers are 7,11
now thats an Equation making your defeat great
E-Lite in the ass, while i advance to the Elite Eight....
HOLLA BACK!!!
Attackin'<a href="http://www.urbanprowlers.net/tourney/mm2003/radius.jpg" target="_blank" onMouseOver="window.status='Radius'; return true">
</a>Says:
i’ll rock your jaw, i’m so dope you even jock my flaws/
i got a verse so explosive, you’re feeling ‘shock and awe’/
i might be muslim but even i’ll swear on the bible../
..that this bitch-made loser looks more arab then i do/
you might get suicidal wishin that we never met up/
take a look at ya pic, your trying hard to keep ya head up/
and the background’s mad blurry, you practicing vodoo?/
..or is it that even stationary objects move faster then you do?/
i’m the cat you gonna lose to, but something doesn’t look right/
it’s the fact you took that picture thinkin that was your good side/
Rad is the shook type, no one will be hero, saving the day/
while your eyebrows are like Kobe Bryant’s Js, fading away/
cats saying you soundin like nas and it's makin you cocky/
i got a 'firm' belief, the one you should be compared to is foxy/
stop me? the reason your hat’s tilted sideways? look, kid/
it was straight until i smacked you so hard...it stays crooked/
Last round, Espi showed he’s the first black member of the KuKlux/
and he’ll extend you membership for the low price of two bucks!/
you won’t reject, so let me just teach you a lesson/
mock indian voices are the only way you can leave an impression/
girls dig rebels, that’s why you’ll never get deep head/
closest you’ll be to being a bad boy is looking like g-dep/
i push an ill whip, will even run you over in alleys, you goon/
when asked about the new hummer, you tried to carry a tune/
you can’t parry abuse, your weak attempt at fighting wont’ test me/
i ride on my enemies, son, you just ride on your ten speed/
don’t try to flex, dweeb...the voters, you ain’t impressin em/
only time you think you the GOAT’s when you OD on mesciline/
sime erasing tallys’ your only hope, but the feeling that’s worse/
when he says “fuck votes, rad came weak...i’m deleting his verse”/
i’m beating this herb, let’s see you try to topple your fear/
what’s more confusing?
his attempts at wit or “where the fuck’s the top part of his ear”/
won’t pardon you, queer..i'll make you bleed from wiffle bats/
cats ain't talking about your dome when they sayin "it's a wrap!"/
<HR WIDTH="450" ALIGN="LEFT">
Radius
Attackin'<a href="http://www.urbanprowlers.net/tourney/mm2003/eq.jpg" target="_blank" onMouseOver="window.status='Equation'; return true">
</a>Says:
fuck an equation...
ayo Radius'll conquer this jerk
you need to show n prove ment like an Inspecta Deck sponsoring certs
so let's face it, Rad's one of the text's favorites
against a Allan Houston looking version of Craig David
he's shook sime..he aint never did a hood crime
he only stared as Jay Jay's little brother from Good Times
when i'm in your place of business i don't act shocked
i order quick..so give me a black n mild and a snack box
'cause dog, you aint gangsta, i knew something was up
I bet a mug shot too you is bee-bee gunning a cup
Rad aint bragging..i blaze faggets..and Televise..
..me leaving your face dragging like Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky
bitches see me in the Airport like "Your sound is so rugged!"
and you, the only thing they checkin out is your luggage
the Middle East didn't know what rap or a pimp was
'cause fro's went out in the 70's like Ashford and Simpson
you wonder why the whole tourney's laughing with Rad?
cause whoever snapped that picture shoulda snapped it in half
when i flip out on Equation and win i'll raise the medal
..and leave his mic unplugged faster than Matrix rebels
Muslims don't eat pig, but when i fuck your whore that one night
you didn't have beef when you caught me porking your wife
do you smoke? guess one side of you don't like to get blazed
thats why the right side's higher than the other side of your face
i dont act dope..but for you playin' that part, you should
your styles close to wack..my shit is so far, so good
i'm up points while you're trailing..go check the score card
if you was fucking talented, you'd proabably be a porn star
your face is so fucked up that you should just die now
..you're the first kid with two mustache's and one eyebrow
shitty kid's a skinny twig..but it's probably E's Diet
'cause i only seen shirts with one strap on Andre THEE Giant
..answer a + b = 18..or your breath ima lessen
Hint: your family works there, the two numbers are 7,11
now thats an Equation making your defeat great
E-Lite in the ass, while i advance to the Elite Eight....
HOLLA BACK!!!