04-15-2024, 03:35 AM | #1 |
Scream
Join Date: Jun 2015
Posts: 3,227
Battle Record: 63-35
Accomplishments - 50 Wins
Champed - BA Picture Roast
- Battle Royale Tournament
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- Netcees Battle League
- NBL Season 11
- HoT Roast
- BAL Roast
- Tag Team Tourney
- NBL Barcotic Cypher
- SOL Pic Roast
- BA Tag
- XXXtentacion Roast
- 1-2 LR Champ
Rep Power: 22535865 |
Finals: Sonni Daize vs Anon
窗吼鞅 -ImmortalMcz- 摈鸷按槰
Immortal HOF Sonni Daize vs Anon Sonni Daize: anon, welcome to the finals, or should i say, welcome to ur loss? ur so ugly that everytime u look at ur screen u turn ur computer-off, rhymes? throwin pens in skies..why? i write-em-up, cover ur computer with dirt so u can megaBYTE the Dust!.. reign on ur bones til they rust, spit on the earth and open it up, ur body like shitty poker hands in pizza dough, it 'folds in the crust'.. .. reach in ya pocket for dough but u only grabbin lint, suffer wit savaged inhabatitants in ur natural establishment, re-lax, get attacked by aliens disguised in green caps, ur crew is like hornet nests in slang, it BEE-WACKS! (bee wax) i rhyme so quick its like i spit through a caliber, beating daize? not even if u put ur dick to a calendar, anon u were 'swallowing balls' everytime u 'drank shots', beating me?about ironic as saying u got tricks up ur sleeve... ..wearing a tanktop!.. weaknesses come up whenever dudes mentioned, kids so cheap in a brainstorm he couldnt even put his 2 cents in! philosophy, ur cd couldnt make PROFIT if it was part of a prophecy, ill bury u in pharmacudical products to remove any illness u got from me!.. while u off reading books on emcees, im beating crooks in the street, make u jump off a branch wearing a noose while its hooked to the tree! eyo, throw a nickle in the space duct for a 'change up', leavin ya 'body broke' when ya bones go bankrupt! ya 'name sucks', an 'alius that gives brains' for no fee, make ur lonely soul bleed in a hole where crows feed, straight 'stuck-up-attitude' when ur brains glued to the solar system, we couldnt 'take ur thoughts seriously' if we stole ur wisdom!- i was rappin before the hint to rhyme was a glimpse in ur eye, snipe u with a scope so ur not 'missed' when u die, u 'pop so much shit' u prolly feel the 'caffeine in ya urine', break ya spleen wit the curses so u need the vaccine and insurance, interrogation breaks in the faces of ancient patients, make ya chest turn pre-historic when ur 'stomache caves' in, put a gat to ya lip and open war in a thugs mouth, u couldnt be 'armed with spits' if i tied ur limbs to the floor of a dugout 1's & 2's AnOnAmOuS: huh? oh, well.. until now, every cloud had a silver lining i bring you change, make Sonni Daize feel the lightning so whats ya disposition? this is carnage is he heartless? drop a 'boat' on his head let Daize feel the wisdom of a million 'hard-ships' its a higher learning, i extinguish the flame of your spirit tho i keep my desires burning, sonni.. ya styles girly after a performance, do you bow or curtzy? how disturbing ive come a long way, traveled distances, gravel pits and jagged cliffs so far you made it safely, what happens when dissaster hits ??? you fold, like the hands of a catholic man break the hour glass of your soul, splash the sand so much force behind a prayer, that you snap your hands therefore.. take precaution, the snake is stalking your as fake as bodies layed in coffins and why? shyts supposed to be real, only ya queer, anon strikes it like i found gold in the hills, completely sicc, thats totally ill but i made mistakes, check the truth meant to vote for curse, instead of you, with extensive revenue you sure the methods planned? nope, i leave you un-focussed like a short attention span, so face the fact, its the flame you lack youll never be a pyromanic, put ya heart on my plate, take a stab erase this fag, half of ya shyt is filler, purely artificial, arent official plus half the punches used -arent original a ghost that learks, floats the earth, when candles are lit sonni tried to flow with me, left abandoning ship, with his panicky men sip from a can of cement, go head n' cry, with them reddish eyes you must be stupid for wanting respect, wadda ya say? ill juggle the tek, show Sunny Daize my guns n' play, let thunder eject gott'em shook like hands, hiding under the bed you better.. ask around, cuzz i got u like sex in the woods -tappin out unconsciously, i attract the crowd, make them gather tears in the darkness, fade to laughter, the cinical type will finish ya life, slice, with splinters and knives anon soon to never type rhymes, spit pipe bombs im servin sin, higher than micheal ervings been leave your soul scattered, youll never walk the earth again ~Judge Mentality
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