01-28-2013, 08:06 PM | #1 |
The Landlord
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CazzuAlty vs. Filo G
posted on 8/13/00
CazzuAlty 20-30 bars.... EzCode Parsing Error:yo attackin deez bastard wit drastic syntatx spit precise facts/ manipulatin ya mental deprive you to try and fight back/ you ain HOT yet... so Leave ya ICE in private custody/ losin ya mind son.. dats what ya ass getz from trustin me/ hard spittin larceny, rupture ya fuckin slpeen up/ you pety but act mad.. on some weak MRS. D. MeanoRs/ Call Mr.CLEAN up.. im dirty verbally Waxin NIggaz/ rewindin ya life to see ya Re-ActioN NIgga/ Smashin a text battle.. My status is Past a Veterans/ i'll give u 2 Choices A. Be GHost or get B. headed/ Its Like IM dead shit.. I Dont feel you or sense no rhyme skillz/ you constantly slept on and think da earth is made of NYQUIL/ Is ya life real? Or do u cyber spit and dats it?/ i'll Diagnose my school wit AIDS virus to Make a CLASS-SICK/ fuck tragics... heat holdin and GunClappin/ you want applause well spit a verse instead you gettin laughed at/ its a BUNDLE of Hedz like you... rippin cyphers where da FAGGOTS at/ take dis how you want personal or shake it off son/ It'll be one less weak cat if ya birth was abortion/ spittin some bored shit... ya feedback is hearin snores kid/ i'll paper shred a verse of mine just so you can snort dis/ every metaphor and punchline divine raw shit/ get high now die later from OverDosage/ coma-toastin disolve brains when i come and get you/ get shitted on and wipe my ass wit ya BRAIN Tissue.... vs. Filo G The only weapon I need to beat Caz is a 28.8 modem So your verse is a Class-Sick? So are the Roman ruins There ain't no stoppin me from splittin yo skull open Exposin it on the floor so you can see what you was thinkin I don't bite verses, but still I spit venom Play poker with your brain then misplace all 52 of em So Cazualty, why was it that you couldn't defeat me? "Well, I've deleted so many lines, I destroyed my delete key" Slap yourself and face it; yo shit's a disgrace Your style's too basic; I'd rather listen to Puffy and Mase I'm a walking disaster, the worst during the twenty-first century Obtain more casualties than earthquakes in Turkey Battling is my specialty; my shit's more majestic than royalty This battle with Cazualty comes with a 100-year warranty Me versus you will go down with Waterloo in world history I guarantee that there's no way your shit's better than me I like to connect rhymes, so I write in cursive Yo shit ain't worthy of me, like James in a Laker jersey Eatin you body pieces for breakfast, dinner and lunch Like Notre Dame i'ma leave your back in a hunch I crunch you like Nestle, and on the floor lays Your spine in 3 parts, my face expression unfazed Your verses are cornier than Nickelodeon's Global Guts I cut yo dick off so your verses can go nuts Slice ya ears off, then play a Master P CD, "YA HEARD ME?" Then I exhibit what's left to be an example of a Cazualty. |
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