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02-03-2013, 04:12 PM
CharltonHeston
When I found out I'd battle you, I must admit I got sorta geeked.
Now I can make your wack ass disappear faster than peter gunz and lord tariq (de ja vu who???)
U rap like george michael looked in wham!, "wake me up before you go go"
You got bitches shakin ass in the video but it turns out you really homo
Beautifully designed rhymes I craft to decapitate this so-called "divine mind" with
Your flow got about as much flavor as the watermelon rind, shit (but you're just as fruity!)
You blind twit, blind as a bat, we could rhyme tit for tat but I'll be energizer bunny with pure alkaline spit
I've been enshrined in halls of fame, for the way I've always balled the same
and if the maxim about no pain is in effect, then right now I'm making no gains (supposedly?)
you wouldn't believe the quickness with which wack kids get popped in caskets
quicker than frat boys down a flask or rave kids droppin acid.
(u fuckin midget) I rap and invent styles like a designer, my mind is divine-er (like styler's)
I'm the finest rhymer like tyra banks is the finest dime..er..halle berry?
I rap for cherries, that is, to make novice emcees' devirginization as painful as possible
What you playin possum fo? I know you're not dead because I haven't killed you (yet!)
Your style aint fresh, ur lips emit mildew.(eeew).
I kill crews made of at least six you's, so why would one of you bother me?
You're hobbling, conjuring mental images of blemishin my record?
I'll make a mockery of you, your own mama doesn't even love you!
Ask cats to rank you and me, they'll surely place me above you.
When I rhyme the stage floor is like a refugee camp for severed appendages
A clone like Dolly tryin to sit on my throne? Sorry, you'll NEVER ascend to this.
So now you think you're clever? Uh huh..cleverest simpleton.
Ur at my level? Nah kid I find the pinnacle of Everest simple shit.
Your raps are even wacker than slum village's "climax" sex sounds
I'll be "hardcore(???)" bumpin "pet sounds" while writin this and still
cruise into the next round.
DivineMind
Half of ya'll is 'actors' so there's no second guessin
That the fakest MC of them all goes by 'Charlton Heston'
Here's your rough session, 'Moses' wouldn't let you bless him
Who you testin? When your whole style is just second rank
Your 'shitty' verses should be written in a septic tank
Lets be frank, you have no 'eyedea' how I blaze battles
You'll just be an offspring of Mobb Deep, when my cage rattles
I just 'Shook' niggaz to the point they don't want none
Defeat Divine, man you better off getting laid by a Nunn
Niggaz say they bustin shots, but that's only with a water guns
You still un-developed like negative Kodak Pictures
You couldn't rip a good verse from torn bible scriptures
Your Anomositys like small penis envy I bet it hurt?
Every Idea you've thought of niggah I said it first
There ain't no time to revamp your hapless verse
You better off tryna 'freestyle' at a Baptist Church
While Divine's wisdom increases at a faster rating
Charles your chapters fading to keep you bastards hating
You still 'Beat ya Nuts' like Ju Ju Masturbating
Took ya girl, fucked her and told you to watch it
Plus you didn't do shit like droppings in a mosh pit
You're not 'well-endowed' enough to be in any cock pit
I can 'darkin' ya ego to the point ya styles now gothic
Niggah you've lost-it, I got you sustained like Detention
Did I even mention, your whole style gets less attention...
Than a Mime in a room full of blind men
Divine 'comes through' like my dick in ya girls hymen....
Look out for my album 'The Exposure' Summer 2001
When I found out I'd battle you, I must admit I got sorta geeked.
Now I can make your wack ass disappear faster than peter gunz and lord tariq (de ja vu who???)
U rap like george michael looked in wham!, "wake me up before you go go"
You got bitches shakin ass in the video but it turns out you really homo
Beautifully designed rhymes I craft to decapitate this so-called "divine mind" with
Your flow got about as much flavor as the watermelon rind, shit (but you're just as fruity!)
You blind twit, blind as a bat, we could rhyme tit for tat but I'll be energizer bunny with pure alkaline spit
I've been enshrined in halls of fame, for the way I've always balled the same
and if the maxim about no pain is in effect, then right now I'm making no gains (supposedly?)
you wouldn't believe the quickness with which wack kids get popped in caskets
quicker than frat boys down a flask or rave kids droppin acid.
(u fuckin midget) I rap and invent styles like a designer, my mind is divine-er (like styler's)
I'm the finest rhymer like tyra banks is the finest dime..er..halle berry?
I rap for cherries, that is, to make novice emcees' devirginization as painful as possible
What you playin possum fo? I know you're not dead because I haven't killed you (yet!)
Your style aint fresh, ur lips emit mildew.(eeew).
I kill crews made of at least six you's, so why would one of you bother me?
You're hobbling, conjuring mental images of blemishin my record?
I'll make a mockery of you, your own mama doesn't even love you!
Ask cats to rank you and me, they'll surely place me above you.
When I rhyme the stage floor is like a refugee camp for severed appendages
A clone like Dolly tryin to sit on my throne? Sorry, you'll NEVER ascend to this.
So now you think you're clever? Uh huh..cleverest simpleton.
Ur at my level? Nah kid I find the pinnacle of Everest simple shit.
Your raps are even wacker than slum village's "climax" sex sounds
I'll be "hardcore(???)" bumpin "pet sounds" while writin this and still
cruise into the next round.
DivineMind
Half of ya'll is 'actors' so there's no second guessin
That the fakest MC of them all goes by 'Charlton Heston'
Here's your rough session, 'Moses' wouldn't let you bless him
Who you testin? When your whole style is just second rank
Your 'shitty' verses should be written in a septic tank
Lets be frank, you have no 'eyedea' how I blaze battles
You'll just be an offspring of Mobb Deep, when my cage rattles
I just 'Shook' niggaz to the point they don't want none
Defeat Divine, man you better off getting laid by a Nunn
Niggaz say they bustin shots, but that's only with a water guns
You still un-developed like negative Kodak Pictures
You couldn't rip a good verse from torn bible scriptures
Your Anomositys like small penis envy I bet it hurt?
Every Idea you've thought of niggah I said it first
There ain't no time to revamp your hapless verse
You better off tryna 'freestyle' at a Baptist Church
While Divine's wisdom increases at a faster rating
Charles your chapters fading to keep you bastards hating
You still 'Beat ya Nuts' like Ju Ju Masturbating
Took ya girl, fucked her and told you to watch it
Plus you didn't do shit like droppings in a mosh pit
You're not 'well-endowed' enough to be in any cock pit
I can 'darkin' ya ego to the point ya styles now gothic
Niggah you've lost-it, I got you sustained like Detention
Did I even mention, your whole style gets less attention...
Than a Mime in a room full of blind men
Divine 'comes through' like my dick in ya girls hymen....
Look out for my album 'The Exposure' Summer 2001