SinTacks

[trap.]

Name: SinTacks
Crews: pMp'z
Where: Toronto, Canada
Repped: HG, Sethros




vs Ebbenflow (2 Rounds)

Ebbenflow, you couldn't come close if you received nine turns-
To speak rhyme words, 'cause I'm more noticeable then Eve's sideburns,
I leave guys served, sayin' FUCK 'cause yo I swear I'm the best,
And fuck a clock, this kids known for wearin' time square on my chest,
My lines tear at your vest, coverin' ground like elephant hooves,
While this kid couldn't stand out in arrested development suits,
My intelligence roots deeper then the earth's core, let's see ya spar,
Even if you were a Jewish astronomer, i doubt you could be a STAR,
Leave ya scarred, It's obvious Sin's spoilin' these clowns,
Cause IM ON MORE SHIT then a girl who forgot to put the toilet seat down
Boilin'-emcee's drown in acid lakes, make sure your casket waits,
A basket case, you're just a FAKE FRUIT like a bowl of plastic grapes,
You lack the greats, I'm too nice, it ain't even an option to boast,
You're awful at most, I shoulda just hit X at the top of your post,
I'ma topple your quotes, give your teeth enamel prescriptions,
Plus i heard you HUMP male BACKS like your regular camel descriptions,
So cancel your missions, this fag's a man stressing-
'Cause he tosses lotsa salads and wants me as ranch dressing,
My hand's pressin' his face in the dirt, wastin this jerk,
Hang up your apron and skirt,
'Cause I lay down more TRACKS then a 19th century asian at work


Here's a lesson of why you shouldn't be testin' this guy,
I saw your pic on shooters page, new nickname's 'Eskimo pie',
Unacceptable lies and babble = defectable lines in battle,
My rhymes usually maintain the respectable size of cattle,
Obese with no flaws, release heat with no pause,
Discrete, elite, you can't compete with the defeat of known laws,
Like ho's bras I 'come off'..shit... even with 'easy lines',
Eb's more predictable then shows after readin' the TV guides,
Like Tahiti skies i'm clear, but get as dark as a stormed Gotham,
Eb's a poser like skaters who sand paper the boards bottom,
My forced tossed em off Queensbridge, this teen bitch?
Is feeble like playin' cards and makin' a QUEENS bridge,
My mean scripts grace simply despise this candy's taste,
Got yourself in a hairy situation like the sides of brandy's face?
Or Cambys face, that about sums up ebbens smoothness,
Black spots, razor bumps, acne and eleven bruises
Heaven loses an angel's halo, every time I spray flow,
Fuckin' nuisance, I'm housin' you like Juice is to Kato,
No excuses to say bro, I hold more torch then wimbledon,
You're stupid and 1000 pounds, personifying a SIMPLE TON
Fuckin' fag feels safe on his turf with the PimPs around,
Using Sethro as a barricade, well I'ma parade thru tinsel town,
Speakin' of picture sites, wanna mock and talk urkel?
Either Aloe Vera's balding or his heads a crop circle,
So ebben, get to steppin' and maybe sit on a totem pole,
'Cause my rhymes lookin' stitched from all these quotables


vs Radius (3 Rounds)

Radius, the great explanation of what a lady is,
You're 'firstgodz' on AIM? Well then Sin's an atheist,
Sprayin' your pancreas across the atlas, atop a ***tus,
It's like you 'dumped Michael Johnson' basically 'lost the fastest'
My thought's disastrous, fool, you're a lie, accept it,
Messagin' me consecutively sayin' 'You're cooler then I expected'
Damn right, I'm slicin' spines, indecypherin' your tightest lines,
I'll 'hug a cave' regularly, just to stay 'nice with mines'
You're quite confined, wimp misfit, your win's distant,
You should turn rock and get limp bizkit to sign your limp biscuit,
'Cause every dis missed kid, now your stuck on hell's stage,
I trust you'll win, like I trust a toddler buckin' a twelve gauge,
I'm lovin' this, Radius thinks he's rough and he's tough?
It's satisfaction lookin' in the mirror cuz ENOUGH is ENOUGH,
I'm ruggedly buff, kick so much shit I've gotten a green card,
Rad's just a retard wearin leotards roamin' cheap bars-
Askin' "Is your meat hard? If so you'll fall in love with me"
"Cause I give rough head, s'why I'm nicknamed Skull Duggery",
You're dull and buggin' me, grade C like the Vitamin,
Your post made me wanna drag the whole site to the recycle bin
We'll fight again, but to you it's "ALL LOVE" like tennis speach,
Beatin me's like not finding one BUM on Venice Beach....


Just a smidgen of my intuition's got your wits dull again,
Put 18 holes in your body, while you ask for mulligans,
I'm full of Sin, Radius... my genuine hunch is your bluffing,
'Cause like 'directions...' without a compass you're nothing,
You're funny like munchkins with cuff links in Neverland,
And Man with severed hands, punches you'll never-land,
You better stand fully protected to observe my word play,
You're an invalid Canadian statistic, you can't serve-eh?
Your nerve's way high, Sin's an insane strategist
And I'll use you, like Gods Son used my name for peepage
I claim eliteness, it's shown your just a frightened clone,
Rad could defrost his nokia and still won't own a micro-phone,
Would you like some cones to go with those saggy tits?
Like mothers scolding daughters 'Don't talk back, I made you miss!"-
-All those weak jabs, left you infected like green scabs,
You win? Is like a black man having a choice of three cabs-
At 4 o 'clock in the morning, your whole concoction was boring,
It caused exhaustion and me at a loss of retorting,
I can't respond to garbage so I'll tomahawk you Vincent style,
Are you a baby on the kitchen floor? Sort of 'Infant-tile',
An inch of smile and i'll redden your face like Lucifer,
Thanks for your rhyme, Now everyone's mind is stupider...


I'll roast you unconscious while I toast your accomplice,
Quoted proof exactly, do you peep all my posts and responses?
At most your a font kid, a computer name or text typed,
And 'Beat off' describes both your tracks and your sex life
A rhythm less black suburban rider, a truck with no radio?
NO, that's Radius, a math alias who can't construct a ratio
Or fuck a lady so he tries to attract some men that's stiff,
He won't buy M&M's LP, he just wants the track with Ken Kaniff,
Here's a scent or sniff of the stank in your late response,
You 'stock' me on AIM so much, are you into trades and bonds?
You're blaze? come on, that's like seein' natural asian blondes,
This'll be your HAPPY DAY, son, I got you a date with Fonz
There you wait in thongs, your tongue explorin' a ball,
And a big GAP in your crack, like you draggin the store from the mall,
A fag, a whore, you're it all, a homo rappin' slang,
While I'm easily accepted like Katie HOLMES in Latin gangs
It's a fact I've responded like frequencies with 10-4,
Radius you're my mentor, not..haha just kiddin' I meant WHORE,
The centaur, I spit regardless so I have to guard less,
The darkness, rippin' your heart apart along with carved flesh,
So harness, 'cause throughout this I remain to rumble
Here i'll write 'Insert here' on your ass, it'll save you trouble

[trap.]

vs Bladerunner

Sorry I have to mention, that your ass is gassed and stenchin'
While Sin's style's off the wall like neighborhood graf prevention,
I laugh while clenchin' your blade tip, son you got played quick
'Cause you could shave that hairy ass and still wouldn't FADE SHIT
My slave bitch, I'm dangerous like eatin honey and lickin hives,
Or maybe deadlier then a parade of bitchin' wives with kitchen knives,
I sicken guys, spit hotness til my mic gives me charcoal hands,
Guard yo stance, my balls so big I need to play pocket pool in cargo pants,
You bout as hard as Fargo fans, Bladerunner's a grade under,
Fuckin fag, showin his ass more then the crack of a gay plumber,
Tryin' to get with me, talkin bout "SIN'S A FREAK? REALLY??!"
Now you under COVER like sexual episodes featuring Malik Sealy,
You're beat, feel me? I'm strong, you'll need a whole PUN to stop me,
And if i suddenly died tomorrow, this ho'd have no one to copy,
I'm a shogun, just watch me, the master of cold crimes,
I'll pole climb and the whole time play double dutch with the phone lines,
My soul shines, thought bubbles and burns steam
Blade's so fake if his record went gold the needle would turn green,
From feeble to firm schemes, you'll need emergency
It's funny how the radius of your mouth will match and fit
with half of the diameter of Drastik's-dick-PERFECTLY
I'll smash this clit purposely, just the thoughts of mine'll reign true,
Reminds me of Marvin Gay Bio, cause im your pops and ima blaze you,
I slay crews, Sin travels a further distance then hecto measures,
While Blades a hypocrite like animal activists in ecko sweaters,
Get your pleasures, my rhymes compile like Himalayan snow,
'Cause Sin's sprayin flow will introduce you to the letters K and O


vs Aloe Vera

Your styles older then bread with mold on the spread,
Like my forgotten ex girlfriend, Son 'I'm over your head',
An ugly ogre, you're spent, so go find a cock to block
Exercise your dog named 'hablar' and still can't 'walk the talk',
I concoct alot of dope flows while your vocals is sloppy,
You're funny like kids claimin' latin cause they say 'loco' or 'papi'
Like I put coco in saki, 'cause I add flavor to brews,
So savor the news, that SinTacks isn't favored to lose,
You're a flamer with boobs, right mike? you white dyke
Insights like...more in the clouds then a Bowing's flight height,
The right price is pity, but Galv said 'Don't give him a Corona'
'Cuz even sober he gets boners over Malik Yoba in a Toga'
That'll show ya you're queer, now you're enraged in a hearse,
You must be Phorcin' the Aloe Vera, a name change for the worst,
So blame fame and it's curse, when you believe it, it fails,
Aloe Vera doesn't PimP 'girls', he collects a fee from the males (females)
Plus you're recievin' the sales, Aloe's a boy that costs,
Aiight my 'sentence went to church', I've gotten my 'point a cross',
To avoid a loss? 'Steer clear' of Sin like 'cows with Visine',
I won, it's a secret party for a hockey player' 'Howe Surprising',
You down for dying? I left you burnt like maroon tans,
It's true man, your just mad cause we can count your hair on two hands


vs Rygar

I got this feeling man, I'ma burn you like peeling tans
Cause you stupid like kids on stilts in a room with ceiling fans,
Revealing plans, you panicked and rhymed questionable leads,
Now Sin won't let bygones be BI GONEs til this bi-sexual leaves,
rygar?, talkin bout gay's and tryin' to boast queer?
Funny you know my real name and I barely knew you post here,
My quotes sheer talent, plus i heard you clamp jaws on man nobs,
And you should give away work, 'cause you're the best at "hand jobs"
I slam slobs, your post didn't give me a reason to twitch,
Remind me of Wu Tang members with herpes, a BEE with an ITCH(bitch)
You don't even exist, look at this cat bleedin' and shit,
Proceedin' to spit, and poppin his head like I was squeezin a zit,
I'm heated like spliffs, spit flames, then ignite coal on mics,
Dismember you with a skate, act like Ras and put your soul on ice,
I control all sites, I heard Blade's got scurvy and you taste her,
ry's phatted me so much, he might as well squirt me with a baster,
Firstly, you're gay sir, take vacations in Guam for incest,
And you found a pal on AIM by typin masturbation in common interest
Bombin Sin's text? you better cancel your plans to test this
rygar LEFT when Sin was RIGHT so this battle must be ambidextrous,
I canned your best scripts, hand left with sawed fingas,
Jawed disfigured, with your lips raw and bigger then Rah Diggas
So call Jigga and tell em how I left your life knocked and hard,
Your mic hot and charred along with your sight blocked and scarred,
I sock in spars, Sin's flows come more fat then the Connor crew
Infact I'll get Judge Judy to rhyme this, just to DIS-HONOR you
I slaughter through factuals, your dis was lame and tragical,
Notice in this verse, I didn't even give the name you claim a capital