02-02-2013, 03:33 PM | #1 |
Senior Citizen
Join Date: Aug 1997
Posts: 3,871
Battle Record: 4-3
Rep Power: 0 |
Finals: 5. Prowess vs 2. Globalken
Prowess
Since you suck so bad at this, I promise I'll end you fast, G I dunno why I'm battling you anyway, I won this tournament last week Get past me? Keep hoping, Prowess' smacks geeks like lightenin' I'd embarrass my opponent from the finals…but I actually like Nebs This battle's a slaughter to me, to you...I guess it's pivotal But your "seeding" line against Cre wasn't dope, it was hypocritical This wigger wants to be black, so to help this posuer I'll just sock him in the eye and take him one step closer The FUCK's with those eyebrows, shit's more like two blobs So if I said Nebs forehead was sanchez'd…then yours just got pooped on You're too soft, just look at that bicep you're raising It looks you're trying to curl the camera…and failing Scorned in raps, leave here reduced to newbie status and get torn so bad… That when this battle's over that visor will look more like a normal hat You missed a spot on that wall Glo, but I'll correct your fuck up When I pound your brain into matter and give that paint some touch up Change your clothes fag, I don't care if you're hurt 'Cuz if they did free ODB…he'd kick your ass for wearing that shirt And what's with that headband? Switch to something doper instead But my lines aren't Adidas, they go OVER your head You make me shed a tear for season 1…believe it herb 'Cuz if you're seeded second, why isn't Nasif seeded third? Our battle? I think you took that picture after it So I guess that's pretty dope that Adidas makes bandages vs globalken It's that time again... Fuck streets and blocks. Boys and girls, the ballers back... Chase, ya favorite whiteboy reppin Courts, Terraces and Cul de Sacs Hes mean, so don't front, cuz his whole teams strong or Chasey and the gang'll roll up to the Fresh Prince theme song the whole hood knows how you live and breathe that rap shit ...and turn down the volume whenever you see The Black Kid strictly text, in front of monitors, ya obvious action: the only thing you could face...that won't clown wearin abercrombie and rappin prep school fag, even the vets know, I come with the best flow and you can't get past that, like followin the dress code Prow already takin victory laps, ya sure to find him... on a playoff ride as temporary as permit drivin fine then, for ever thinkin ya got this, ya get flexed wit smackin faggot, I was the underdog in every round...guess what happened how is ya lines even matchbox, compared to my howitzer fire when the most votes you ever got was on Prowlers survivor fuck this battle, nobody gave a fuck about you, and they won't now except Skept...and User, but hes stuck in his chair, he don't count ya know its hopeless, one swing and sight goes outta frickin focus then punches'll come outta nowhere, like power liftin coaches not playin, dun. You better tuck ya chain and run or brains is hung and cats are looking for ya face like Native Son leave bleedin, Forget causin ruckus in text, ya shits hot? you could be champ for the next 3 seasons... and still not get any fuckin respect, like Rick Fox |
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