trap.
02-03-2013, 03:59 PM
RaDiuS
gotta get something straight first....
i'm tired of wack cats who sit around and brag 'We nice!'
they're just 'different dicks' in the tourney all fuckin' aggie's wife
joke on that bitch, now your man wanna fade and shoot me
but he's battlin relentlessfist that fag wont even make it to me!
and now for sime....
RaDiuS
ok Sime, come rap now, put that ink pen and pad down
step in this 'final circle' cause this battle'll be your 'last round'
go back to your wack town, punchlines you lack queer
and if i remember Sime 98' got beat by Defcon that year!
it's Rad, where's your rep at when you be deminishin' kids?
remember WWWW 1, freestee saved you for not finishing it
u were bitchin and shit, saying false shit like you'd roast me
you won titles at Mr. 'Blunts' because he let u roll 'ghost weed'!!
ho please! stop trying to be that thug that you speak in your flow
u can't 'slang rocks' writing words of broken english on stones
u'll win says ur aloe occupant, vegetables get squashed in this
there aint a 'word pad in hell' that'll let u type 'hot documents'
so stop it kid, your building blocks of life are lego dreams
soon, you'll start a 'i'm slaying voters' collabo with Ebroheem
after this rappin session you'll go into rap depression
like when u were 'stessed' cause ya lil' bro couldn't scratch a record
here's some advice sime....
you drink milk for strong bones..and you need the intake
cuz your neck's like 'osteogenesis imperfecta' ...easy to break
you flee to escape, being locked down in jail is stress
got charged for being a pimp, but you zits forgot the L-E-S
only go '59 in a minute'? it shows you couldn't 'last a second'
tried to 'when' by going around on prowlers askin' questions
to 'flash the message'...what the fuck are you suppose to be...
.naked under that trench showin ur dick to ur phone machine?
you pro's can see that Sime's queer, now watch him die here
like Blaze Battles Rad's taking it all, it's not only an 'Eyedea'
i slice Sime's ears off and hook them up to my head phones
so he can then live out the hype about hearing with dead tones
now head home and write more...your best is imperfected
need a compass to find my dick? here...'head in this direction'....
and now the death blow....
fuck is wrong with sime, what the fuck did he test me for?
think he's nice on the mic like that wack kid on his message board
wassup with your ex you use to stalk, get outta here face
now she wanna 'touch and trease me', you'd say that's not the 'case'?
i'll shoot your brain-and-do some cruel shit like blaze your crew
'til ur paralyzed like 'Zexec's compilation' and 'not makin moves'
i always make better shit, wanna draw weapons in texas kid?
your just a 'yellow belly' punk pikachu hiding in Western flicks
and since we're on the topic of 'Pokemon'...ayo who knew
that after i break sime's jaw he'll also be known as a 'mewtwo' (mute-too)
Sime: "your verse is 'due due'..." c'mon let's take a percentage
cuz its obvious that your only stuttering the day it was finished...
and your finish so stutter that....
sime
I`m dope, the Best Even, face it, you got the Worst Odds
never thought a hurt broad would have a screen name like FirstGod,
you`re cursed dog, the brackets treated you despairingly
and when it comes to sime vs. rad, there ain`t no such thing as parity.
i`ve passed my quota, it`s time to rap the votes up,
comparing the verses just shows mine`s doper, down to the last iota.
i`ve chastised Yoda, discipline`s my key to rippin limbs,
funny how Raid wanted to be down with us and now i`m pMp`n him.
think i`m kiddin bitch? why you think we never letcha in?
because man, only our HOE`s are supposed to have estrogen.
i`ll win with "fuckin` sloppy" shit, like gettin laid and drunk
while you couldn`t run this tournament if your name was Native Son
ya mission`s jaded son....fuckin with sime, the class freak?
kill ya family nasty and leave you battlin kids at Latch-Key
you`ll never pass me, like the I`M spot where i stash trees
and it even said sime would win when i Asked Jeves
it`d be easy to set backsime if the voters liked your wack lines
only problem is, i was the ONLY one who gave you props on your last rhime.
besides, this time i`m on some anti-math crazy shit,
and could give a fuck less about diameter, area, or Radius.
sime`s paintin a vivid picture with Spice like a hot box does
knew i made you jumpy when i caught you playin hopscotch, Cuz.
only time you should drop a line is when you`re using bait,
Smack ya just to prove you wouldn`t know hip-hop if it hit you in the face
this bitch is boo`d, disgraced, and dissed.... hit with rude abrasive shit
it`s like peer pressure around a blunt, you can`t help but take this hit
this cat would be cool in any circle, minus one exception,
Radius could divide the people with a membrane and society still wouldn`t "septum"
i`ll live to be 100, so i`ll kill you now to even the average life span
got you soundin like a shook fag from the Valley stutterin, "I, like...man..."
kid wants to be like Stan, damn! give up like Gore should,
funny thing is i got more people in both my and Your hood.
steppin on ya like floorwood, not even worthy to trade babble,
keep watchin HBO to get Eye-Dea`s from the Blaze Battle
i`m flowin like bays travel, showin what the wrath of simon`s curse is,
droppin deadly shit like them Jackass kids whippin hearses
this verse is 'almost dunn' like Prodigy divided by Havoc,
Radius is gone forever, guess it`s time to re-align mathmatiks.
gotta get something straight first....
i'm tired of wack cats who sit around and brag 'We nice!'
they're just 'different dicks' in the tourney all fuckin' aggie's wife
joke on that bitch, now your man wanna fade and shoot me
but he's battlin relentlessfist that fag wont even make it to me!
and now for sime....
RaDiuS
ok Sime, come rap now, put that ink pen and pad down
step in this 'final circle' cause this battle'll be your 'last round'
go back to your wack town, punchlines you lack queer
and if i remember Sime 98' got beat by Defcon that year!
it's Rad, where's your rep at when you be deminishin' kids?
remember WWWW 1, freestee saved you for not finishing it
u were bitchin and shit, saying false shit like you'd roast me
you won titles at Mr. 'Blunts' because he let u roll 'ghost weed'!!
ho please! stop trying to be that thug that you speak in your flow
u can't 'slang rocks' writing words of broken english on stones
u'll win says ur aloe occupant, vegetables get squashed in this
there aint a 'word pad in hell' that'll let u type 'hot documents'
so stop it kid, your building blocks of life are lego dreams
soon, you'll start a 'i'm slaying voters' collabo with Ebroheem
after this rappin session you'll go into rap depression
like when u were 'stessed' cause ya lil' bro couldn't scratch a record
here's some advice sime....
you drink milk for strong bones..and you need the intake
cuz your neck's like 'osteogenesis imperfecta' ...easy to break
you flee to escape, being locked down in jail is stress
got charged for being a pimp, but you zits forgot the L-E-S
only go '59 in a minute'? it shows you couldn't 'last a second'
tried to 'when' by going around on prowlers askin' questions
to 'flash the message'...what the fuck are you suppose to be...
.naked under that trench showin ur dick to ur phone machine?
you pro's can see that Sime's queer, now watch him die here
like Blaze Battles Rad's taking it all, it's not only an 'Eyedea'
i slice Sime's ears off and hook them up to my head phones
so he can then live out the hype about hearing with dead tones
now head home and write more...your best is imperfected
need a compass to find my dick? here...'head in this direction'....
and now the death blow....
fuck is wrong with sime, what the fuck did he test me for?
think he's nice on the mic like that wack kid on his message board
wassup with your ex you use to stalk, get outta here face
now she wanna 'touch and trease me', you'd say that's not the 'case'?
i'll shoot your brain-and-do some cruel shit like blaze your crew
'til ur paralyzed like 'Zexec's compilation' and 'not makin moves'
i always make better shit, wanna draw weapons in texas kid?
your just a 'yellow belly' punk pikachu hiding in Western flicks
and since we're on the topic of 'Pokemon'...ayo who knew
that after i break sime's jaw he'll also be known as a 'mewtwo' (mute-too)
Sime: "your verse is 'due due'..." c'mon let's take a percentage
cuz its obvious that your only stuttering the day it was finished...
and your finish so stutter that....
sime
I`m dope, the Best Even, face it, you got the Worst Odds
never thought a hurt broad would have a screen name like FirstGod,
you`re cursed dog, the brackets treated you despairingly
and when it comes to sime vs. rad, there ain`t no such thing as parity.
i`ve passed my quota, it`s time to rap the votes up,
comparing the verses just shows mine`s doper, down to the last iota.
i`ve chastised Yoda, discipline`s my key to rippin limbs,
funny how Raid wanted to be down with us and now i`m pMp`n him.
think i`m kiddin bitch? why you think we never letcha in?
because man, only our HOE`s are supposed to have estrogen.
i`ll win with "fuckin` sloppy" shit, like gettin laid and drunk
while you couldn`t run this tournament if your name was Native Son
ya mission`s jaded son....fuckin with sime, the class freak?
kill ya family nasty and leave you battlin kids at Latch-Key
you`ll never pass me, like the I`M spot where i stash trees
and it even said sime would win when i Asked Jeves
it`d be easy to set backsime if the voters liked your wack lines
only problem is, i was the ONLY one who gave you props on your last rhime.
besides, this time i`m on some anti-math crazy shit,
and could give a fuck less about diameter, area, or Radius.
sime`s paintin a vivid picture with Spice like a hot box does
knew i made you jumpy when i caught you playin hopscotch, Cuz.
only time you should drop a line is when you`re using bait,
Smack ya just to prove you wouldn`t know hip-hop if it hit you in the face
this bitch is boo`d, disgraced, and dissed.... hit with rude abrasive shit
it`s like peer pressure around a blunt, you can`t help but take this hit
this cat would be cool in any circle, minus one exception,
Radius could divide the people with a membrane and society still wouldn`t "septum"
i`ll live to be 100, so i`ll kill you now to even the average life span
got you soundin like a shook fag from the Valley stutterin, "I, like...man..."
kid wants to be like Stan, damn! give up like Gore should,
funny thing is i got more people in both my and Your hood.
steppin on ya like floorwood, not even worthy to trade babble,
keep watchin HBO to get Eye-Dea`s from the Blaze Battle
i`m flowin like bays travel, showin what the wrath of simon`s curse is,
droppin deadly shit like them Jackass kids whippin hearses
this verse is 'almost dunn' like Prodigy divided by Havoc,
Radius is gone forever, guess it`s time to re-align mathmatiks.