02-02-2013, 04:44 PM | #1 |
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Sweet 16: X-Ray
Battle: X-Ray vs Nate Seven
Round: 1 Winner: X-Ray ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- X-Ray Just a lil nonsense for tha fun of it...... You a tender playin CHERRY askin for a LifeSaver// Votes are in my favor - so confectious I'm like fLavor// Child labor for NATE who's SEVEN years involved in rap// Are so lame it seems like seven months of practice with no impact// Skillz you heavily lack - negative 7 on my graphs// My keystyles are my final products - NATE's never git past rough-drafts// You must've cut-class at X's University of Rap// Stuffin your face tryin to be PHAT - wearing a McGruff hat// Sayin "Take a bite out of rhyme, I defenitely took it out of mine"// Investigations couldnt call tha cause of these rhymes I design// Tha zodiac sign readz your fate of twisted moons of crescent edges// You couldnt be TRIM if you had shears and a pair of twin hedges// Uh huh.. yeah.. 1-2 Time to cut tha nonsense.. Word up, yeah.. Here we go.. bout to break it down... False enterprises energize tha winnings I have optimized// Convert your religion to Hinduism - cuz I'm sending you to tha after-life// When reincarnation is fusing - PRAY to become a clone of X// Bow at tha waist to Ghandi wit sacrificial lightings of incense// I'm Declaring my Independance - signified wit my John Hancok// You remind me of him son, cuz you connect your HANd to COCK// W-w-wait stop! Illegitimate claims are liaison to NATE's writings// Tha Designated Killer? Chow Yun Fat copywrite - that's biting// So let's REPLACE this KILLER - Although you couldnt fake a fable// I'm tha leather-maker crafting art into belts to whip your anal// I'm Tha Gallant Tailor - In fact I took down "Seven in one blow"// Mother Goose and Grimm documented my days as a GIANT hero// Seven inches tall, a midget - so you constantly in my HAIR// I'm like PANTENE "So healthy, It shine's" - even during verbal warfare// You're so JUVENILE you're DELINQUENT at this art we labeled rhyme// You're privileged to battle tha X - I'm acidic like enzymes// X-RAY's not Xenophonic - coming phat's chronic like lies// Pathological misconceptions lead to tha Killer's demise// How ironic - Tha killer dies to tha hand of a man marked X// Nameless, fameless, lameless - So simplistic I'm compleX// My linguistics equal cement - to git you wetted, then set you in stone// Inscribing your full name on concrete blocks on tha day that your status was blown// Without effort my Xsistence alone makes eligible contenders attempt// To escape tha inevitable effeX of elimination which becomes evident// Against tha X-RAY, sorry son... Sime should've known much better// I'll never simply "Rain on your parade" - I'll bring disasterous weather...// I aviate minds.... my intellect destroys Nate's rhymes..... Dont worry son, it's all love - its all RedLine... you know I got mad respect. Peace. X-RAY "Lookin thru you to your soul" FIRST THING'S FIRST (M)asterfully (C)rucifying KOTRT RedLine RedPresenta...... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nate Seven I X-hibit lyrics ridiculously X-plicit, so X-Ray can visit Nate Seven's dimension for a minute/ Your competitive level is so below me, you're standing tall on your toes sucking my dick like a little midget/ Punch my nutsack hard and they hit you back harder as a matter of fact, faster than the Law of Physics/ All critics can witness, how my raps decrease the peace and increase each lyricist's mental sickness/ My physical fitness is so superior, I can stretch your neck and stick your head in your rear end's interior/ Now you can't hear anymore! I appear like a meteor as you fear me more, while I define my theory of war all over your weak X-terior/ Get near the door, so I can slam it in your face Take an X-Ray of that and tell me "these are the Breaks!"/ Fakes make like Kurtis and Blow slow all over Puff Daddy and Mase My shit is more John Blaze designated in so many X-traordinary ways/ Rays of Nate Seven's sunlight displays more radiation than your name can derive I'll turn your skeleton costume into a permanent real life disguise/ You thrive on runnin' but you can't hide from nothin' My redline laser beam is easily cuttin' through your brain like a blueberry muffin/ You know somethin' --I'm the doctor and you're the tool, I use you to X-pose how your rhymes are "see-through"!/ Vision this, Your mental paintings are pictureless Keep your distance to witness the true meaning of Nate Seven's existence/ It all comes together when you're homeward bound falling from 187 miles above ground Drown, in the verbal spinach I'm spittin' from my mouth like a vicious chemical compound/ Watch it Pop ya in the Eye socket and boil your iris while it's makin' a hot sizzling sound Now... Make like Olive Oil and "BLOW ME DOWN"! |
02-02-2013, 04:45 PM | #2 |
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Battle: X-Ray vs Perplex
Round: 2 Winner: X-Ray ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- X-Ray PerpleX you tha type to bite, chew, and swallow - like a bitch// I lynch you like tha South and place more curses than a witch// In a cinch my verbal pinch made your bitch-ass flinch and blink// Twice as fast in fear - as I wink my hijinX proceed to crush your link// Like lint your washed-up rhymes are murdered when X-RAY walks-by// My lyrics do a fuckin talk-by - 10x's faster than a hawk-fly's// Like a magnifying glass hovering over herbs too long// I'll start a brush fire using wakness to kindle my fire too strong// You're dysleXic so you spell your name X-e-l-p-r-e-p// As you've noticed, X is always FIRST when you're against me// I deceive you wit my verbal affairs - who's sleepin wit tha enemy?// Sharice, Denoid, Tradey, Lakisha - and all my lyrical entities// Am I sick? In that twisted way, or just in my hieroglyphics?// I'll bring all 22 ounces of strength in a bottle to a throttle just like Mystic// I'm gifted like a christmas present in golden wrapped attire// Geriatric rhymes like Joe and Will Smith all need to be retired// All Xelprep's rap's are on consignment, so PerpleX never gits paid// He took a trip to Hawaii as a stow-away, and still never got leighed (laid)// You could never see me, even if you painted a portrait// Cuz while I see black and white fine print - you only see shades of gray// Tryin to dodge tha truth like grade school games at recess time and lunch// I bunched my fist into you once - then delivered my punch to this dunce// I feed knowledge to my people - while your seeds are living in famine// Like Ethiopian children scams - I've uncovered your falsified plannin's..// Just cause I destroy you like I'm tha Devil - that does not mean you are God// To tha neXt round - cuz this blessed sound astounds all common compounds// PerpleX is like a .25 - missing me, and coming empty on all ROUNDS// I said "Gimme your best shot" - and was SADLY dissapointed// Like Tony BraXton's bankruptcy, your ENDs double-jointed// Cuz either way you don't stand a chance - for me to tell you would be a lie// Just cuz PerpleX is a beenie BABY does not mean that we will TY// You're attending lectures on Science and Math - and tryin to learn how to drop it// But failing is impaling while I'm prevailing when I rock it// PerpleX is so perpleXed he used kinfolk for syngamic purposes// Your family's heritage name is "Penny" cuz you're all just that - strait worthless// You wish you could be an equal or a sequel of tha X// You're fantasizing like Ally McBeal at 8:00 on CBS// I brought my verbal MASSACRE to you by "Surprise" like 11 and 13 year old's in Arkansas// I killed more kids than they did in my battles - so what do they keep harpin-on?// Hahah…like that, yo! Now, do you honestly think you can fade it? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Perplex vacuum affection pulls particals out your crevices like orange pumice/ I charge you like credit cards dash rhinosorous/ I'm weather seeled in protectant and esbestis/ just so when you touch this/ the risk is enormous/ i'll break you down like termites till your sawdust/ overpopulate your throat with scavengers until your adums apple bust/ calculus plus tempature degrees/ entices creamation of brave mc's/ you may be phat during pregnancy/ but in 9 months you'll be pushin to hold that delivery/ eventually I will moniter your terminology/ and terminate your productive capability/ aborting your thought process from simularity/ I knock on your skull like oppertunity/ I'm an equilibrium to discovery channel efficiency/ your in no position to mc/ I emasculate you verbally/ then play pig skin with your heal achilese/ swing a ***tus to your anatomy/ and make you swear you were battlin herculese/ my mallet will crush your falanges/ you beein perplex like chuck norris bein japanese/ categories change inside your mythomania/ your items like a mexican flee markett all replica/ I'm getting in your head like myxoma/ use surenges to suck your brain out your concha/ i'll take an x-ray of your phobia/ and on every vital bone will be my crew mentors from aurora/ the backdraft of my ora flatens your geography/ your realistic appeal is no longer 3-d/ I seperate myself till latifa can't spell unity/ my community consist of one appartment COMPLEX/ the rent is free if you can't out rhyme PERPLEX/ but for mc's like you I accept money orders and checks/ I'll crush your propriocepter through tape decks/ I conect and force feed you garlic/ fill your blood vessles with ferric/ slit your wrist with dental floss and bandage it with salt rock brick/ when I send patients to the clinic doctors get stomache sick/ I'm rearanging your body I'm the lung mechanik and my wish is your collapse/ I'm in your anal canal like tunnel rats/ forget mcruff hats cause you quick to bite like rabies/ you can combine your armies/ as we stand as oppisites in political parties I make bulletin boards with text/ I'll take the radiation out of x-ray like I took the destination out of quest/ i'm ready for the 3rd round signin out peace and GOD bless all in fun |
02-02-2013, 04:45 PM | #3 |
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Battle: :ELITE MINDED: vs X-RAY
Round: 3 Winner: :ELITE MINDED: ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- :ELITE MINDED: MOS DEFinitely X-RAY is walking out of his boundaries/ like branches X-RAY might find himself bound to trees/ found to be/hung and beat-like juries jackin' off in their seats/ i'm playin for keeps/makin X amount of opPONENT my property/ R.eality A.cknowledge Y.our-in a state of poverty/ poor skills,poor hygene,poor chance of comming properly/ elite steps- and X-ray get ghost like demi moore weavin pottery/ X, u got more chance playin the lottery-than to survive/ you couldn't get aHEAD even with a monica lewinski bribe/ you couldn't equal my vibe/if you was in a sitcom SINgin BADly/ my sharpen skills got you bleedin- madly/with spilled guts/ to preserve my win i got a jar with your pickled peeled nuts/ your so full of bullSHIt that i vacuum sealed your butt/ you remind me of a X-RAYted slut-"horny chick suckin dick/ the dr. released the X-RAY pics-and found out you was a chick/ so you bought an X-tension for your shit/in place of the clit/ X-cept you couldn't use it/ as an X-cuse for gettin X-ecuted/ how are you gonna X-plain that E.lite's LITE got u electricuted/ got you lookin blind and stupid/like RAY charles tryin to read/ the only time you'll be a TOP seed is when your HIGH on bird feed/ watch this nerd bleed-scrotum sacked punctured with a needle/ so much blood they wanna make my battle tactics illegal/ mutalating people-remeniscent of corpse chopped by "leather face"/ sending X-to a better place-/don't think about a RAYsurection/ cause "your stuck" like edward scissorhand with an erection/ skull C-section- got me "lookin thru you to your soul"-head open/ (M)asterfully (C)rucifying your goals-killin' your hope and/ chance of advancing/not only is the fat lady singin' but dancing/ cuz i'm all in your head like a swastika on charles manson/ got the gas and- match ready to bar-b que another challenger/ stepping to me with too much WEEK(weak) lines like a calendar/ you might was well have defaulted like the previous two before you/ after i'm done dismantling each body parts-nobody can ever restore you/ enter another tournament they'll ignore you/for the fact your no threat/ your metaphores and raps similar to bad breath/"it needs REFRESHING"/ not will u only kiss my ass but toss the salad with ranch dressing/ and your thought of progressing-/is "USELESS like a gayman's sperm/ with my x-ray i C man(seimen) burn/trying to rebound from a lost/ the only X-RAY you'll see next round is the one i hung on the cross/ if you are a GOD you' will rise in three days..hahahaha happy easter... (but you'll still be in the loser's column) all in luv...... ::ELITE MINDED:: M.O.S 2tha3rd"I".will see you in the next round.. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- X-Ray Let me apologize beforehand for tha following, as it may cause offense to be taken…: Ayo, I'll smack you wit my words (Kapow!) like Batman and Robin in tha seventies// I turn flesh and blood into memories like a long forgotten cemetary// SimpleMINDED nigga's who cannot do tha math don't add up// To an opponent worthy of defeat from X faster than I can deduct// You wouldn't even be this far if it weren't for two defaults// You aint even technically battled at all - while I crushed whoeva's involved// I provoke deaths of eMCee's like thoughts - decapitate sucka's like guillotines// Come more hard than nigga's in South Central L.A wit blueprints and artillery// You reMINDED me of Aiwa, cuz when X fleXed, Elite started to walk,man// I know Elite's a faggot cuz he's always on my jock, man// I peeped your other battles - Tell me, why do y.ou a.lways d.o t.his?// If I scored you like tha Tao Te Ching - "originality" would have been missed// I attack tha throat like Vampires, hit strait to tha chest like asthma inhalers// Your lyrics are more trash than white in Kentucky living in trailers// MOS 2tha 3rd i, must have drafted you as tha joke character// You're giving them a bad rep, son - like Keenan Ivory tryin to be a black actor// You're more yellow than school buses of retarded kids for juvenile delinquents// You were shot by tha firing squad for having wack tapes wit distribution intent// I got more nigga's in my corner than Wu-Tang has followers among them// When I deliver a flow my spittle is acid rain along wit wind from my lung-span// I clowned you more than Krusty's on tha Simpson's telathon// And ran more battlegrounds than Lewis sponsored marathons// My Minds more Dangerous than Michelle Phipher performing marine techniques// I checked off more eMCee's than questionnaire's and publishing critiques// AbsentMINDED verbals allign wit herbal transpositions// I work wit more dead bodies than a malpractice against morticians// Crushed more elite minded peeps than society crushed my ambitions// And slung more mud than big breasted chicks wrestling, and monster truck demolitions// Yo Elite, admit to defeat - and I'll spare you dismissal like suing celebrities// You have more weak and wak-minded rhymes than tha Xcaliber X has enemies// You're more Sorry than Milton Bradley games and apologetic children// I fucked you more than double beds in tha rooms of tha San Diego Hilton….// Good bye. X-RAY |
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