Rd 1 - AloeVera vs RhymeSayer

trap. · 02-03-2013, 03:48 PM

AloeVera
Aloisious

Let me just start by sayin` that your shit is wack as fuck,
Gettin` more slept on than the shit in the back of trucks,
Let me laugh it up, Your rhymes are straight confused kid,
But it`s not THAT bad, At least they make "amusment!"
Just call me the rhyme-slayer, You? The Rhyme Sayer,
And like Bush answering questions, Your out of time player,
Stumbelin` over words and shit, Got yourself confused,
I didn`t choose to beat you, But I can`t help the rules,
Hotter than fire, You winnin` this is one in a million,
Just like Bob Hope and Aaliyah havin` some children,
Your cop-pin` my shit, So put down the mic and fight crime,
My lyrics are worth more than you`ll ever see in your life time,
Kid, Mikes prime, Do you really think you can out write mine?
Answer the question bitch....And your outta your life lines,
Your nose broke, Plus I got some blood on my Steel Toes,
For real though, I`ma show you what it`s like to FEEL flow,
Fear? No, I could never be afraid of someone with bitch in `em,
I`d clown your styles, But your always too busy switchin `em,
Claim you got back up, But yo, For reals? Your connects suck,
Should Aloe win this shit? Do ceeling fan`s collect dust?
I reject punks, Honestly? I`m just ruthless with the heat,
I`m only flossin`, Like YOU need to be doin` to your teeth,
Clueless and your weak, Get you so scared your knees `el flutter,
With a cancerous style, You`d think I lived off peanut-butter,
Even my semens tougher, With bigger flagellum muscles...
Than your bicepts, Your gonna end up dead, Like felon scuffels,
Fuck it, I`m bringin` an end to the weak like Saturday mornings,
With a lyrical equivilant of a bank-roll fatter than Corning`s,
Your shits temporary, It`s like your writing rhymes in sand,
Cuz the second I breeze through it disapears and scram`s,
I`m pissin` on wack-asses, Hol up, Lemme urine on this slut,
You`d think you were a squirrel the way your up on my nut`s,
I`ma leave you detatched, Like you don`t even mess with cord`s,
You got the worst shit around since Davey D`s message boards...

Rhymesayer
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02-03-2013, 03:48 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,871 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Rd 1 - AloeVera vs RhymeSayer AloeVera Aloisious Let me just start by sayin` that your shit is wack as fuck, Gettin` more slept on than the shit in the back of trucks, Let me laugh it up, Your rhymes are straight confused kid, But it`s not THAT bad, At least they make "amusment!" Just call me the rhyme-slayer, You? The Rhyme Sayer, And like Bush answering questions, Your out of time player, Stumbelin` over words and shit, Got yourself confused, I didn`t choose to beat you, But I can`t help the rules, Hotter than fire, You winnin` this is one in a million, Just like Bob Hope and Aaliyah havin` some children, Your cop-pin` my shit, So put down the mic and fight crime, My lyrics are worth more than you`ll ever see in your life time, Kid, Mikes prime, Do you really think you can out write mine? Answer the question bitch....And your outta your life lines, Your nose broke, Plus I got some blood on my Steel Toes, For real though, I`ma show you what it`s like to FEEL flow, Fear? No, I could never be afraid of someone with bitch in `em, I`d clown your styles, But your always too busy switchin `em, Claim you got back up, But yo, For reals? Your connects suck, Should Aloe win this shit? Do ceeling fan`s collect dust? I reject punks, Honestly? I`m just ruthless with the heat, I`m only flossin`, Like YOU need to be doin` to your teeth, Clueless and your weak, Get you so scared your knees `el flutter, With a cancerous style, You`d think I lived off peanut-butter, Even my semens tougher, With bigger flagellum muscles... Than your bicepts, Your gonna end up dead, Like felon scuffels, Fuck it, I`m bringin` an end to the weak like Saturday mornings, With a lyrical equivilant of a bank-roll fatter than Corning`s, Your shits temporary, It`s like your writing rhymes in sand, Cuz the second I breeze through it disapears and scram`s, I`m pissin` on wack-asses, Hol up, Lemme urine on this slut, You`d think you were a squirrel the way your up on my nut`s, I`ma leave you detatched, Like you don`t even mess with cord`s, You got the worst shit around since Davey D`s message boards... Rhymesayer default