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Old 02-02-2013, 06:29 PM   #1
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Default Elite Eight: Adonis vs Axl Prose

Adonis:



“Ry, you`ll get to see Adonis...after I best him as well”

lol….

U...there i said it...juss summin I had to do,
Now, every line in this verse is comin in after U…

Your attempt at prophecy brings deft lobotomy
Beastie Boy meets that dude with the head from “Oddities”
Send the doctors in, make sure theyre told to rush
Ill win without a doubt, you got enuff for both of us
Usually I wouldnt waste a single punch on a chump
Here…its all gravy like ya mother, getting her stomach pumped
Youre livin a dream, and its about to go wrong
Ima show the world ya tha kinda putz tiger’d choke on
I know all ya strength’s gone from ya fight w/ ry
Ya better hope ya second wind’s tornado-like in size
I planted mines behind ya eyes, n ya plans fell thru
Ya team of monkeys workin ‘round the clock, couldnt help you
Actually…yeah…get ya crew, got pain…lets add embarrassing
Bring em against me...that’s saddest faction guaranteed
Ya claim to be a pimp, I know ya braggin’s forced
Couldn’t bust nuts as security in psychiatric wards
Ya gored, and anyone ya broughtinto the fore
If theyre the apple of your eye, Im rotten to the corps
ron’s out to demolish…youre a clown with no college
Against the piranha’s swimming in my fountain of knowledge
Seek solace, learn up…make a move to sell ya soul…
Cuz to me ya yellow Belly like Hype’s movie getting old
Even sell out…Id be glad, I wouldnt preach at your cost
9 outta 10 dentists agree ya really needed to floss
Ya seem at a loss for Words, even after a Punch’n
Bring a trainer along…ill turn ya coach back to a pumpkin
You attackin is nothin, plays on my name?...youve yet to learn
Its Ajax my man, Eye…Axe is layman’s terms
But since ya in my company…heres a map of the campus
You can get in on the first floor…Its got a handicapped ramp
With adequate rails…but this may be a sore issue,
No skating allowed…and I KNOW ya brought ya board with you
You hadta expect death when ya stepped to my level
This wok in the park beats yan can cook’s Yosemite special
Go back to obscurity, ya comp career, cuz simply…
I know ya strictly PC…the Cinderellas story comes from Disney
You’ve done well, but this TURN of events will haltcha tour
Gotcha hittin the wall like running dogs on hardwood floors
I know he’s scared of me, just itchin to be hobbled
That’s why axl has to bounce, my road to victory is cobbled
Kids got flow, but his simple subject matter is so sad
In fact I see his verse clearly…just don’t see where the pro’s at
You’ve yet to blather right, so ima whet my appetite
Youre seein stars flyin in ya house that aint from XM satellite
You’ve been debating life, now the situations right
You take less G’s than the space cowboys simulating flight
Its been a graceful lesson, in my absence keep up the training
I already won MM, check the seed…im the only 1 remaining

*that’s 4*

ronJ
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Axl Prose:



you wan`t personals? coming right up....

You`re droopy eyed, slackjawed, stubby fingered and gawky
In MM, "Life Goes On" for me, but not this chubby ringer for Corky
Kid you`re just dorky, Abercrombie & Fitch is for hoes
You`re so cross eyed, you`re walkin` on the bridge of your nose
My written prose outwits ya flows, your smartest lines are dumb
But that`s to be expected from John Rockers` retarded albino son
I`m like that Moses plague the way I`m killin` first seeds
You`re such a bitch...I bet you`ll bow out with a curtsy
To a purist you`re wack, you`re too obscure and abstract
Your dry witted weak flow is no match for my furied attack
Got you scurryin` back, ya text`s tossed, this is ya next loss
You needed luck so bad, you sent a pic with ya legs crossed
This kid shaves his arms, just take a look at his pic
Bitch, pick up a mic...and put down your imaginary dick
You got the body of an ogre with the grill of an elf
You`re so retarded you have trouble tryin` to spit on yourself
To me, Ron Jeremy`s a fat dwarf with an ashy crotch
And Sime, where`s Adonis? ain`t that a pic of Danny Hoch?
You dissed Soul on mixin` races, on the real that was sad to me
Cause you the reason you shouldn`t fuck people in YOUR family
You`re 'outmatched and outclassed' so I`m deadin` ya script
You couldn`t 'fire US a hot verse' if you taught American Lit
It`s an 'easy job to top you', so you know I applied
But Sime wouldn`t hire me...he said I`m over-qualified
I heard ya audios, and fuck quakes, cause that was disaster
Sounds like you spit first, then took a beat and added it after
You`re beats aint shapin` up, to me they`re obtuse
You couldn`t get a bobble head to nod to the beats you produce
All you got is one liners, but in one couplet...I can write two...
Ya bitch rocks strap on`s...that`s why she stands behind you
It`s time you had a seat, loosen up and get ya script right
I stand and deliver...while you can`t even sit tight
You ain`t a sore loser, you`re just 'stiff in the back'
This battle ain`t a mans` ass so you won`t slip through the cracks
Throwin` phonics at Adonis, Prose ebonics flow is honest..
Can`t even keep your own words, cause you ain`t showin` promise
Since you`re just a text talent, Im`a win this next ballot
I spit better than you...and you`re the one with the cleft palate
This is hand to hand combat so applaud me for clappin` sake
But I`m respectfully declinin` from your challenges at pattycake
You`re such a pussy...you`re only known as your Girls` man
"Jeremy`s spoken" but I closed the oyster on his Pearl Jam
"Hey Yoooo Guys" It`s me Vs. Sloth, I`ll slay this doof
I brought a mic to battle, this retard brought a Baby Ruth
You`re new name is fuckin` wack, to call it out is a must
Call him Ajax after I crush his white ass into powdery dust
I pulled the N out of "Adonis", moved the i and toggled O`s
But I won`t call you any names...so all I`ll say is ADIOS
Droppin` flows bilingual, if MMx lost then Phant is next
Because I topped Adoñis...like tildes up in Spanish text...


Good Luck Thatcher..
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Final:
Axl Prose (12) - Adonis (5)
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