Elite 8: G-Force

[trap.]

Battle: G-Force vs Killa Soul
Round: 1
Winner: G-Force
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G-Force

Ding, Ding, Round 1 Ready or Not here I come
Like Van Damme U got Nowhere to Run
Your out of your league so i send ya down to tha Minor's
Catcha killaSOLE and cook you up like Captain Highliner
Step 2 ya girl, Wine and Dine her Take her home and Tag Team tha bitch
like the STEINER'S
I'll castrate U and leave ya headless like tha horsemen
It'z GAME OVER, I terminate ya life like an abortion
I'm scorchin' hot, lightin' shyt up like AUROREA BOREALIS
Leavin' you all Fucked up like DEBBIE DOES DALLAS
Your game is weak, i'm all ova u like a rash
The Nutty Professor breakin' my foot off in your ass
Throw U out like Trash in tha dumpster
"U ain't a killer" didn't u hear Big Punisher

Killasoul; U SOULED OUT like pay perview
I thought ya knew....Murder ya crew, in more wayz than the boardgame
CLUE
Your out of your jurisdiction, U have no authority
Tha Madd Dawg entaz ya terf to mark my territory
Piss all ova u like a Fire hydrant Get more HO, Ho, Hoes than the Jolly
Green Giant
Chew U up and spit U out like Trident cuz U ain't got no flaver Ya
bitin' shyt like Vampires so I slay ya..like Buffy.....Got my laser
focused on ya domepiece ....You got no Skills plus ya rhymin' and flows
weak
I can't be beat....I'm at my PEAK like DANTE's......U try to haunt me
like Casper.....you're sure to lose like the Raptors.....
You getz captured..... by tha Dungeon Master,
Carotid artery slasher, Skull basher, Killasoul trasher
Bringin' disaster like the Dukes of Hazard
U get plastered...from every angle
U hold a cordless mic but still get tangled

I'm amazin'.....Not Friday the 13th but KILLin' more SOULZ than Jason
While your out playin, I'm controllin' your Bitch like Claymation
Tha Madd Dawg (M.D.) declares your rhymes Dead ON Arrival
Gett off the PMS tip Beatch and take ya MYTOL
Plus some Nytol so you can get some ZZZZ for your tired rhymes
You flappin' your lipz but ain't sayin' nuttin' like mimes I heard your
SOULZ-4-DEAL like clearance sales at Foot Locker
Your rhymes don't qualify like Canada for World Cup Soccer.
G Force a.k.a. Tha Madd Dawg


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Killa Soul

G FORCE, a.k.a. MADD DAWG/
you best turn off your brights or your gonna miss me in the fog/
i've forgotten more then you've learned/
given away more than you've earned/
so you better hop off them coals or your gonna get burned/
now absorb what i say, and get down and pray/
or your clan ain't gone hear from ya till around mid May/
Ill beat you down to your knees/
grab your neck and squeeze/
until theirs no life left/
your lifeless, your mikeless/
i give you a good nights rest/
i break your biceps, and triceps, thighs and necks/
breast area is the best area/
before i bury ya, i make sure you neva eva eva eva try that shit no
more/ your ambitions, put ya in the fucked up condition/
leave ya with ya own conviction/
shit was non fiction, now YOU in a state of fiction/
make you beg for mercy if you ever approach me/ ill blow your head off,
when i talk/
chop off ya arms and bash ya head in/
you know where this shit is headed/ for a dead end/
stop your sweating/
like Otis Redding/
got your pants wetting/
snuck up on you at your wedding/
at your honeymoon, turn that shit into doom/
set fire to your Ritz hotel room/
now you've heard my poetry, and hopefully recognized/
that killasoul will never step down, take word from the wise

[trap.]

Battle: G-Force vs No Frillz
Round: 2
Winner: G-Force
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G-Force

He's hangin' off my dick like He's GEORGE of the JUNGLE
Talks tha Talk, tries 2 walk tha walk but he stumbles
NO FRILLZ, don't count ya CHIX before your egg hatches
You'll get burnt like little kidz playin' with matches
I'm stealin' all ya Ritches, Fuckin' all ya Bitches
Kick U to tha curb and leave ya punk ass in Stitches
Shove my fist down ya throat til I penetrate your colon
Strike U more timez than a perfect game of Bowling
I'm folding ya punk ass up like paper airplanez
Leave U homeless like Bums beggin' for spare change
I'm Ruthless// Leave ya toothless like Gingivitis
Know U can't bite this// Or get that ass TOUCHed like MIDAS
I'm FuCKing U up like a MADD DAWG in Heat
Beat Ya Ass for tryin' 2 clone my rhymes like Sheep
Bury ya like a bone, cuz like BARQ's I got Madd BITE!!!
Gotcha so shook, Yo' ass be sleepin' wit a Nite Lite

I'm Killin' off ya brain cellz like a stroke// U can't cope
Hit ya so hard you'll see more starz than a telescope
Ya Rapz are tired, U need a DAY OFF like FERRIS BUEHLER
Ya little baby, Stop crying here's a Soother!!!
You ain't a PLAYA, U just a REd Shirt
Claimin' to be hardcore but your soft like NERF
If U enta my Terf// I'll blow U up like JOKeY SMuRF

I'm on some NEXT Generation Shyt like PEPSI
Kid, Don't test me// I'll put ya hed to bed like NARCOLEPSY
If ya enta my section// I'll make U BOW DOWN like tha WESTSIDE CONNECTION
U got no COMMON SENSE so there'z no chance for your RESURRECTION!!!


G FoRcE aka ThA MadD DaWG


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No Frillz

Yo You Wish you Had the force, G, like obi-one-kinobe//
These battles feed my ego like the tourists did to Yogi//
So Ill be eating cakes and pies, while your spitting hate an lies//
But you pissed in your Levi’s when you looked into these eyes//
Cause G-force is pretty obvious, My wisdom here is ominous//
Paint yourself red, stand on the corner, and you still wouldn’t be stopping this//
Your G-Force is mad slow like rotisserie on roasters//
while Ill leave you neck snapped like Great adventure roller Coasters//
Your skillz are like great Hoaxers, Your verse must be the prank//
If this were the olden days, you'd be halfway off the plank//
Or like an empty tank, Your skillz are running on "E"///
So like I said to your girl,"Let me fill you with me"//
DAMN kid cant you see, now yo you got to learn your lesson//
You be bustin Kiddy rhymes so now I feel like Im molestin//
Oh you pull the smiff and Wesson, well I catch bullets with my mouth//
These are my HAPPY DAYS, I be Fonzy and your Ralph//
or Joanne Cuningham, cause god damn, your getting fucked//
I thought you had some skillz, But I see that you just Sucked//
Better duck cause when I buck, you know Im gonna hit the target//
Im like Johnny Dangerously, instead of fuck, ill say Farg it//
another win, well let me mark it, on my overall statistic//
cause Im leaving niggas broken with my ill form of Linguistic//
While I be drinking mystic, your rhymes broke, Youll never Fix it//
putting us two together, like beer and Ly, never mix it//
or youll be twisted, but I guess thats what you need//
Cause No Frillz the verbal Plunger..making your ass bleed//
So your speed aint really fast, Im running backwards and still pass//
you and your whole crew, I thought you knew youd never last//
your rhymes can run a sprint, But my shits a marathon//
WHile I pack my skillz in luggage, your whole flow's a carry on//

....No Frillz....

[trap.]

Battle: G-Force vs Al-B
Round: 3
Winner: G-Force
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G-Force

I put tha SicKeSt under quarantine//
invade bloodstreams like foreign proteins//
Bob more hedz than HENRY tha 8th's guilotine//
shatter ya dreams// of advancing beyond tha sweet sixteen//
U make me siK like salmonella// I swimg bats and smash patellas//
kid u yella// like Chiquita// U get no Credit like Expired VISAS//
I Leave ya eyes swollen shut// yank intestines outcha butt//
Beat that ass and throw U in tha pound like a mutt//
Smash deez Ballz down ya throat like Agassiz//
Throw U around like Raggedy//Anne// Fuk a Clan//
Ima do this Commando// Draw FIRST BLOOD like RAMBO//

I take affirmative action like NAS//
decapitatin' ya body like JAWS//
Feed U to tha DawGs like ALPO//
Got that ass ShooK like TICKLE ME ELMO//
Ima keep this simple for clarity// defeatin' me is a rarity//
I'll push ya wig bak leavin' U bald like Chemotherapy//
Leave U dead in your Trax like ROADKILL//
Mount ya head on my wall along with Killasoul and NoFrillz//

I bring tha stress 2 ya chest// like a cardiac arrest//
Xterminate u like pests//
Cuz Kid u hopeless// I split u up like meiosis//
melt skin like corrosives//
U couldn't blow up tying yourself to explosives//
I'm Ferocius// when I bust this//
Make U WITHDRAWL like COITUS INTERRUPTUS

AL-B Brain bashin' wit a passion// dead body stashin'//
Call me YOSHI givin' that ass a Tongue Lashin'//
Like Bobbit I slice dikz// pierce hearts with ice piks//
Slap U cuz you're a bitch like dem SPICE ChiX//
It'z nap time, Kid u more TIREd than MICHELAN//
Sink ya ship like GILLIGAN// and leave U stranded//
Cut Ya legz off so I'm tha LAST MAN STANDING!!!

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Al-B

You Stink.
Damn your credibility/ evidently/
you don’t know me/ your metaphors are slowly/
dying with each breath you take*
Your bronchitis I scrape/ like I’m sketching on school desks/
fools test/ where they know not/
you can blow me like you blow snot/
Be like Toby and get your toes chopped*
Foes rot in piles of manure/ Your families bodies stacked in sewers/
seems impure/ but with Cotton States it’s best to be insured*
There’s not a single cure/ for the sickness I’m a lay on you/
should have the Priest’s pray on you/
you might just heal up in a day or two*
I slay you through/ your Abdomen Oblique/
Damn Son, your shit is weak/ I’m a slap you if you speak/
I’ve seen harder styles up in boutiques*
I’m a stab you till you leak/
pus from your gall bladder/ I watch your skull shatter/
being crushed up in some vice grips/
stick a tube up through your tight lips*
And let some mice rip/ up through your anal/
let them scurry through the maze of your colon/
Laughing cause your hemorrhoids are swollen*
I’ll crunch facial bones up like walnuts/ get your balls stuck/
up in a pair of pliers/ set your fucking testicles on fire*
For my own sick desires/ I butcher fake ass "G’s"/
Urinate on dead emcees/ leave your corpse to disintegrate/
My microphone is sharpened so as to easily penetrate*
I’ll have your semen bleeding fucking with these mentals/
The only way to recognize you is through the X-rays of your dentals
ssssssssssssss

[trap.]

Battle: Blind Fury vs G-Force
Round: 4
Winner: Blind Fury
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Blind Fury

Blind Fury winning all March Madness tournaments,
Flush out ya organs, preserve them, and hang 'em up as ornaments.
Take off ya skin off, wear it at S & M meetings,
You feel the pain from the gauntlets and intense beatings.
Bomb threats require complex methods of evacuation,
So in this tourney you coming off like Condoms post Ejaculation.
Too late to withdrawal from this war like US in Vietnam,
There's no comparison, I'm weighted higher than you in all diagrams.
So make having No Limit(record)s your main Priority,
Even then you still couldn't reach me with your stanza made of inferiority.
Tongue lashings spread across ya area, like malaria,
Try to digest my words and it will disintegrate your interior.
Learn ya lesson, professing, lyrics showing no progression,
Shouldn't be treated at all like a Magic Johnson infection.
Snipping G~Force at highway intersections,
Now ya second-guessing, your weak trials at aggression.
Blind remains strategic, words paralyze leaving ya paraplegic,
Professional emcee, G~Force falls short of Collegic.
His mind's filt with fan-ta-sy, and weak plans-to-be,
The man next to the man 10,000 miles-from-me, please don't try to copy-me.

The Hyp-notic, Narcotic, making your rhyme seem Idiotic,
Your Psychotic, to think you could make me jump back with the use of Hydraulics....
Please, amateur I know you smarter then that,
Check your temperature, I've overtaken ya thermostat.
In ya habitat, "Make It Hot" ter than SupaFriendz under a Green House Effect,
G loses excessive amounts of breath.
From faulty atmosphere, which got his head gassed, in need to be oxidized,
I'm the catalyst between you and Round 5.
But there, can only be 4 MC's to Advance,
That's why I take drastic measures, to cripple your Stance.
Alter your Plans, Romance your eyez to keep you in a Trance,
Then hop on my horse and impale your-gut with a Lance.
Symbols the end of your power like the Berlin Wall collapsel,
Replay your demise for eternity with the loop button in my time capsule.
You wouldn't be safe battling me if you body was lubricated,
Contract full blown hemophilia when my illness penetrated.
Combust your iron lung device like John Wilkes Booth,
You from the South?...Pull out your molars and auction your gold tooth.
Hang you-up on the White House, mauled and crucified,
With a scroll attached, stating never contest Blind.........
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G-FORCE

U couldn't see me with tha Hubble Telescope cuz U BLIND like Venetian
I'll leave U face down drownin' in ya own secretionz
carcass reakin'// dumb ass leakin like a sieve
I'll slash ya jugular vein and gash ya wrists
Shatter tha Myth// That Blind Fury would advance to tha fifth
Tha G FoRcE is slayin' all contenders// U betta surrender
cuz I'm blowin' up like Air Bagz in Fender Benders

Assasinate you and your $MAGISTRATES INC.
Didn't Ya Moms tell U you'd go Blind from too much masterbating
I'll take ya head and shove it up ya Asshole
then Tear U out tha frame like Stolen Picasos
I Blast holes through ya chest wit' my sawed off Shotty
Call U Evil Knieval and break every bone in ya body
U think your Naughty?? yeah right, Your full of shyt like a Porta-Pottie
Puncture your eardrum now your Def, Dumb, and Blind
Maybe you'd stand a chance if I wrote your Fukin' rhymez
and sent them to Sime//
U couldn't come Correct with MIcrosoft Spell Chek
Fukin' with me is like a game of Rushian Roulette
Your turn with jus' one shot left
I'll chop off your JEWELZ of MAN and wear dem shytz around my neck

I snap necks and crack backz wit' my Chiropractic Tactics
This ain't a Fashion Show so FUK U and ya Bitch ass Graphicz
I'll show much love by smashing your ballz with my tennis racquet
Match point!!!//
U wouldn't have game if your name was Denzel in a Spike Lee Joint

I hope your Hungry cuz i'm servin' Knuckle Sandwiches// Plus i damage ribz
Reduce U to a SpecK like HONEY I SHRUNK THE KIDS
"I tawt I taw a PUSSY.....I did....I did...."
U had betta call for back-up from your 1-army
Cuz U could Bomb me//
With all of Suddam's hidden arsenal and still not harm me//
I'm Invincible// Strap U like tha Principal//
I'm UNFUKWITABLE but afta last night witcha girl i'm not a Virgin
Rip ya heart outcha Chest like a Cardiac Surgeon
Not TACO BELL but Gotchu runnin' for tha Border
Tha Day U defeat tha Force is tha Day that Hell Freezes OVER!!!

G FoRcE