02-02-2013, 05:12 PM | #1 |
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Final 4: Kno
Battle: Kno vs Equip
Round: 1 Winner: Kno ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kno Ya'll are wonderin about that fake cat Equip right? well....... Peep this brick to Equip's dome/ Go home with all the answers He couldn't come at me straight if he masturbated with relaxer He's a character actor/ And so it factors in his defeat Equip writes battle verses with Garth Brooks cd's on repeat Takin at least two hours to fabricate an e-mail addy So he can be the fake Kno/ His whole flow Lac(k)s like a caddy His daddy's worst mistake was when he ejaculated dude up Equip came out with three ears/ And his grill lookin all chewed up He spit food up/ Lite in the ass from malnourishment Tried to get a little bigger/ Bitin on Kno, Wu Tang and TurrizT's shit Equip is bitch lipped/ I got more rhymes than he equipped with Dig it/ I'm flippin this trick/ Leave him ass out like a misfit Plus his chick/ Uses my coffee table dancin nude on it Rides my dick hard jus like it had "Greyhound" tatooed on it You lose on it/ If you dare to bet that Equip's beatin me Perpetrate as (fake) Kno/ Then tell the boards that you got beef with me? Sounds like internal conflict/ I bomb ya shit like an enema You couldn't come Titanic if you nutted demos up at cinemas I been in ya/ Since the first time you bit my name bitch After heads peep me clown you/ I bet your punk ass pulls a name switch... So let me suggest a few... Maybe MC BuyThisHyundai/ For ya new job as car seller Try to feel me but can't see me/ How bout MC Hellen Keller? Or DJ ByMyself/ Becuz you sure ain't got no friends And ya on my dick so tight/ Call yourself MC Trojan-Enz Or maybe flip the script/ And copy someone else's steez I think Chuck D is taken/ So how's about MC Fuck-Me? You lu-cky/ That I don't just leave ya bitin ass without one Next time you use my name I will leave you with no clout son My bad/ Already did it/ You could never match my ratio You always come up short like midgets finished with fellatio This case is closed/ So I think Equip should maybe leave After this calling out/ You'll NEVER get peeped at Davey D's... Or any other post board on the net son...Cuz everybody knows you're a fuckin fake...Who am I battlin anyway? Fake Kno? Pooky? Equip? The way you perpetrate I really don't know... chump... And......???? DJ Kno Knights of the Round Table *7* Jewelz of Man : The Chosen EleMental Sunz ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Equip EQUIPS VERSE.............. hahahahahhahaha!!!!!! why even challenge an emcee wit this credibility face reality this verbal combat finish you in babality you must go through three steps for me not to smash you totally #1 afta this contest i want you to email every emcee testifying that eQuiP iz superior to your mental chemistry #2 then i want you to banash from the internet for eternity that means you are banned from posting that wak lyrical intirely #3 to all emcees and followers on the net you have to provide an apology your actions lyrically has killed many from laughing hysterically im trully letting you off softly i got a radar scanning the internet for wak emcee pedigree which means if it detects you on im putting ya ass in a emcee cemetary and bury you wit all your so called top lyrical poetry before this match-up you begged non-stop for me to knock you out in the second round cause ya KNO you going down in the first my hired neurologist waitin for me to toss ya ass anticipating ya head to burst cause i want to KNO the age old question how a wak emcee mind works got ya ass relocating to area code 666 cause you envy the flow why you fakin i told you that you cant see me and you hotmailed me back saying eQuiP i KNO snake ass emcee slithering cause i ripped out your spinal cord this preist iz a killa blood iz spilling from unbelivers of this flow wit my sword my facial expressions hit ya hard before my sounds does like a concord the look drives ya crazy have ya str8t laced up in a phsyc ward and they asked who did this you say i dont know but all along you knew and you scarred to say the name cause at night it haunts you eQuiP versus KNO iz like the JESUS versus NWO.........(not the wrestling team) my ending lyrical revelations will have ya blood spread over continents the utophia afterwards scientist finds fossils of KNO sediment i wrote for you TWO x-tra commandments thou shall not challehge eQuiP thou shall end this battle in a forfeit.................... dont break them.............. hahahahah!!!!! eQuiP.......and the winner iz.........by unanimous decision.....????? |
02-02-2013, 05:12 PM | #2 |
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Battle: Kno vs Madd Rapper
Round: 2 Winner: Kno ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kno Sorry I have to break it to ya...but Puffy has a copyright on your sh*t son... Madd Rapper's stupid ass... ...Challenged Jesus to a battle with a bitten verse from the Old Testament So I talk more shit on him than a Ricki Lake show topic "Excrement" My style is pestilent/ I'll get at ya dome/ Commence to blessin it Wiped my ass with SAT's/ And your weak attacks still couldn't test my shit So learn a lesson kid/ You shouldve known you'd have bad luck with me Cuz like 400 pound stank bitches/ Ain't nobody want to fuck with me So go and suck a "D"/ Like Monica Lewinski filled to her tonsils Madd Rapper couldn't get any ass if he was a millionaire in a brothel Your'e a playa?/ I'll toss you/ So hit the bench wearin ya street clothes You bit my style so hard that dude Marv Alberts called you a "freak ho" I beat foes/ Bend light at angles that strangle and tend to blind ya When I bring the ruck tighta than some virginal spandex laced vaginas You dick rida/ If you had sinewy syllables you couldn't flex words My style is off the hook like ya Momma's phone is when I sex her..... Madd Rapper : "Mommy are you there...?" Phone : "Oh shit Kno...dick me like you verbally dicked my son...oh..." .....So respect that/ Bring ya whole crew and I'll leave many more dead Throw blows at ya nose so hard ya teeth bite chunks out of ya forehead The more lead/ That spit from my lip to ya dome just does you a favor Madd Rapper couldn't come RAW if his semen was Neneh Cherry flavored Plus I bury his neighbors/ So he can see that I know where he stay at With 9g calorie verses/ Thats how my prose and flows will stay fat So lay back/ Just chill and peep as we tally up votes for your defeat I'm like a paraplegic's dick/ You kno that I'll probably never be beat... So retreat... And...? Kno Knights of the Round Table *7* Jewelz of Man EleMental Sunz --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Madd Rapper you heard you had to battle me and begged sime for another option but i'm "the chosen" to appraise the "jewelz of man" and put his "elemental sunz" up for adoption "knights of the round table"? i'm sure the table's kind of small and if it was built off skills ha ha, there's probaly no table at all your end is almost here and i havent broke a sweat i wonder if you'll be "original" and find a rhyme for every letter in my name like most of the other rappers on the internet try to break down and no doubt you'll get broke those rhymes vs equip were for fun, right? please tell me they were a joke cause they had me laughin, rollin, easily bustin a gut in this battle i'm a cum off doper than a junkie bustin a nut jealous, cause kids are feelin my shit like a tit in a papsmere it's a fact you're wack and lack get off that don't act queer lyrical now but you were hard core last year pain in the ass like when you got raped by 30 gays you rhyme weak like 7 days settin fire with arsonists but you still couldnt blaze i'll molest your bitch style have you websearchin for an attorney final four? i'm almost there half way through the journey got kids takin notes on this unknown entry in the tourney i'm sure you see the name so you launch a puffy diss it's this rapper's skillz that are madd but your wackness has me pissed you claim to be a dj you should echo a couple of times to catch a CLUE i was surprised by the fact that you actually made it to round two battle me and end your rhyme by shouting out crew you still think you're gonna win? DAMN KNO, i thought you knew.. |
02-02-2013, 05:13 PM | #3 |
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Battle: Kno vs Exodus
Round: 3 Winner: Kno ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kno Exodus... You callin defaulters "bitches" was self explanatory wackness Stained your Adult Undergarments after peepin Jugga in your Tao Te bracket You can't hack it/ I smack ya with vernacular far from ocular Cuz you couldn't see my sh*t if I defecated on binoculars It's your fault you are/ A fudge-packing flow-lacking hypocrite And you're weaker going solo without that trick "Equip the Dick Lick" But that ain't sayin spit/ I'll send him your spine in a sack He'll call your hospital room/ "Yo Exodus...I got your back." Can it be reattached?/ I'll fade that ass like anal bleach Youre a pussy that couldn't be deadly with infections of fatal yeast So to say the least/ "Exodus"/ hehe thats pretty funny aint it? Not as funny as the time you shoved 4 hamsters up your anus And they got stuck there/ Seems like you runnin out of luck here Ex claims he's "murderous"/ But tell me truly/ Who the fu*k care? You bring the ruck where?/ My weakest verse could twist and bend ya Exodus thinks he's TIGHT becuz he's chillin in VIRGIN-ia? Stop your flow like menopause and leave ya verbal uterus fluidless Now watch me kick YOUR weak style to show YOU how to do the sh*t... exodus/ is weak/ cramming a/ million words/ up/ getting/ me pissed/ why waste mad slashes/ on/ a verse/ when you can/ save/ them for/ your wrists?/ You need/ to take your own/ life out quick before/ i do it/ with razor techniques/ and leave/ you leaking/ body fluids... ...You couldn't form a complete sentence if you handed down a conviction While I drop more dope lines than clumsy kids with coke addiction You wrote fiction and quote me like bitten diction imitations But I can't see nobody beatin me like Stevie Wonder's gang initiation Stay patient/ The English language you abuse it You need a Speak & Spell just like ya mama need a douche kit I bruise sh*t/ So quit making your cranium hit my fist And beating yourself up/ Just stick to pleasing Equip's dick You carry minimalistic skills but still I tend lessen them In battles you couldn't beat me if I was into lyrical S & M The best of men get lit up like halogens then tossed like frisbees Fecal-Sickle Cell Anemia isn't ILLER than my SH*T be... EXODUS /Ëk-se-des/ n. : a mass departure or exit At least you lived up to your name... And...!? Kno K.O.T.R.T. ~RedLine~ EleMental SunZ J.o.M. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Exodus DEFAULT!!!!!!!!!!! |
02-02-2013, 05:13 PM | #4 |
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Battle: Kno vs Furious Stylezz
Round: 4 Winner: Kno ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kno Furious tries to COME OUT HARD by saying "I'm gay!" while wearing leather But he still couldn't fuck with me if I was "Ribbed For Her Pleasure" Arteries I sever/ While Furious leaves some minimal flesh wounds Plus he's been HANDED more beatings than George Michael's dick in restrooms I bless goons/ You spit cuz its too hard for you to swallow this When I got you confused and nauseated like RuPaul's gynecologist Remember the first time you tried to battle me and got checked son? It was first grade/ I left a Tonka Truck stuck in your rectum You tried to flex some at age ten and teamed up with your cousin But I cut off both of ya'lls scrotums and cooked em inside of ya Easy Bake Oven I'm sick of you frontin/ You could never beat me/ and besides If I died people'd refer to you as "Kno's bastard child" I last for miles/ You challenging me is a fucked up decision Like Rodney King driving drunk through an LAPD weapons convention So must I mention/ I know your crew is mostly lesbians And you act straight pussy like an ironed-out vaginal thespian Plus ya Stylezz are "lesser than" so I fu*k with ya moms to teach you a lesson in "Back-Bending"/ I got the bitch believin she's Mary Lou Retton and The blood letting stands at nine quarts when I ABUSE this KID Furious Til his neighbors get alarmed and report me to Women and Children's Services For "beating Stylezz quick" like when he "Furiously Masturbates" But he still won't COME FRESH if he fills a Zip-Lock when he ejaculates So kick your wack debate/ I seal your fate with weight deflation Becuz you couldn't see my shit with some toilet bowl magnifications The ramifications of flexin on me is death and flags at half-mast Slip a razor in your G-string/ Result being : Your style is half-assed The last laugh/ Goes to those who peep this cuz it tickles I'm fuckin with dime pieces while you anal sex wooden nickels The sickle/ Gets drug across ya neck/ I wreck as I blast prose Ya whole crew'll be askin "When did you get that second asshole?" Furious' flows anorexic/ Ya best shit can't tip the scale You want me to feel ya rhymes?/ Write em on your chick's tits in Braille... And I'll get at em tomorrow night... Kno Knights O.T.R.T. ~RedLine~ EleMental SunZ --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Furious Stylezz Elite Ate huh? aiight whose the next emcee to be plowed? The voters sing: Kno,Kno,Kno,Kno... like Destiny`s Child/ Testin me stylezz?, eh-eh, thats a Kno,Kno/ Slowly getting harder with each line, like videos of my dick getting an erection as you play it in slo-mo/ Going for ya ribs like your Adam have you weaving and kidney guarding/ Re-incarnate to the bully that used to take your cookies in kindergarten/ My lyrics must wear false noses and mustashes cuz niggas don`t recognize, You better hang up dreams of 1st place and ask sime if theres a second prize/ Cuz getting pass me`s like the IRS, i be taxing kids/ I block that path you couldn`t go thru me as laxatives/ Breaking legs like crickets with rickets rubbing them together to stop your chirpin`/ Like a Hip-hOpera, when the fat lady sings bitch, its curtains/ Dj Knock-out wishes he could spit this vicious battle type disses/ Cuz this is malicious fury channelling stylezz like satellite dishes/ Knock-out Djs letting my fist do the talking like sock puppets/ Stick my hands up your ass say a verse for you just move your mouth like the muppets/ Kno-escape from this verbal rape you can`t hide i`mma find-ya: vagina!, I`m in front of ya....i`m on the side of ya... Kno!! Look!!..I`m behind ya/ Like the Ill Crew Universal, when you on boards I.C.U./ Soon as you log on i pop on your screen like I.C.Q./ Kno-diggety, Kno-nigga be, ready.. i stays strong/ Cause more ruckus over mics than the one on LL Cool Jay`s arm/ I`ll leave you silent like the "K" in your name, thats how your word is/ Fuck-up so many kidz y`all should call Child Protective Service/ So watch him piss in his pants, throw a tantrum and go potty/ As i dis-embody `em and put him on display, cuz hes a Kno-body/ But i call you the Unibomber, you don`t belong with the rest of us, Cuz you only Blew-up once: That was your verse against Exodus/ Like being arrested on chumped up charges in a cell, you don`t Kno what your "In" for/ Better put a rush delivery on your "How to Be a rapper Package" kit that you sent for/ My recitals like Vivien just depends where it goes, Flows keep voters awake but the same blows make Kno-Doze/ An anonymous arsonist launching this shit wit constant spits, Elected 10-term governor to your state of unconsciousness/ This next line is a killer read it like Arabic to catch it/ "dyslexic sodomized a like backwards you to it give I"/....haha, git it?! ..out! M.O.S...2tha3rd i |
02-02-2013, 05:14 PM | #5 |
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Battle: Kno vs Blind Fury
Round: 5 Winner: Kno ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kno Its time for Blind Fury to say "Peace Out"... This Blind kid is tryin to see me but that in itself iz truly pathetic So I'm surgically making you feel my style without use of anesthetics I bet you get tired of wearing lingerie/ This verse'll make you happy It'll leave you "ASS OUT" and you don't have to wear crotchless panties Im slammin ya nervous system and ceasing all of ya bodily functions With constrictive styles TIGHTER than a vagina with a quarter inch circumfrence This dumb kid knows I'm "unbeatable"/ Comparable to dicks after castration And still he's "actin hard" like fake kidney stone imatations You facin some SHIT so HOT my fecal cells could char and burn Hell Fury passed "How To Take a Beating 101"/ I'll prove he learned well He turns pale/ And feels it like Braille when he catches ass kicks Cuz I got Blind Fury shook like Skinheads stuck in Freaknik traffic Try and spit wack shit like Mortal Kombat lines bout how ya "Flawless" But you still couldn't HIT BIG if you pimp smacked Christopher Wallace I saw this bitch Fury shoplifting K-Mart brand "Rhyme Enhancers" While I stay "tight to death" like virgins with incurable hymen cancer This Blind bastards on my nuts harder than doctors sayin "Cough" But Fury still stays tender like he's submerged in "Skin So Soft" Ya gettin tossed/ Along with ya crew and all that you stand for Leave less heads "tryin to see me" than Playboys featuring Roseanne Barr You know ya in some deep shit like midget men immersed in dung Don't tell Blind to kiss your ass/ He'll ask you if you want some tongue Bitches thats numb from head to toe tip is still feelin me flow shit The way you act ya mental computer must be equipped with a "Ho-Chip" Flip sh*t like Kim Zymeskal in sewers bringing the ruck to bomb fakes Oh well...I guess Fury's still mad cuz I had titty fucked his Prom date Stay calm and wait or scream at me til ya fuckin lips is numb Either way you won't COME FAT if ya dick drips some BIG PUN I'm sick dun with more ill words than positive results on AIDS tests Sleep on the Koran and Bible thats why I'm fresh and always stay blessed Don't test but keep ya mouth shut like insecure kids with halitosis Cus my dopeness leaves more "heads bent" than cranial scoliosis Im smashing up stupid kids similar to short-bus fender benders Until you "get the point" like back up guards when Iverson's injured... You lose kid... Kno ~RedLine~ Knights OTRT EleMental SunZ --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Blind Fury Freeze you in your tracks like cryogenics, Ideas of Kno winning meets the conditions for schizophrenics. For Blind this battle is "light" similar to calisthenics, Your rhyme irritates me like insects, so I infect your Mic with-arsenics. Characterized as timid, your thoughts I use as fuel like propane, To put you to sleep like Novocain, I'm over your head like condensed rain. Intense pain, like contact with disciplinarians, Placing Kno in harsh reservations like Native Americans. Learn ya lesson, professing, lyrics showing no aggression, Shouldn't be treated at all like a Magic Johnson infection. With this verse I'll send Kno into early retirement, Prohibiting him from proceeding like a themepark height requirement. Looking beyond you in the Final Four, so call Kno transparent, I detain your privileges like social workers handling abusive parents. You don't have any game so fuck your PE references, Too scared to confront me, got me on block in ya private preferences. If you don't know by now, I advise you stop daring me, Reaction end in relaxion like electro-shock therapy. Through divine rhymes, link text cerebrally, you eagerly, Await the transaction like a criminal in thievery. Sever mind-blows, giving you mnemonics after you got a concussion, So you'll "Forget me not" like Patricia Rushen. Kno emailing Bill Gates, estate, with complaints, Asking for Riot Squad protection and cross-country restraints. Nowadays winning against Blind is impossible, I take out more entertainers than Cedars-Sinai Hospital. (Frank Sinatra, Notorious B. I. G., Easy E....) So change your AOL Screen Name from DJ KNO KASH to Throat-Slashed, Delete your C Drive folder ***he, allow your CPU to crash. On purpose, cause not forfeiting this battle is worthless, Hard to dodge a lost like Philadelphian corner churches. Ya style ain't solid, so stop your recent intakes of Viagra, Which only left you seeing blue like the falls of Niagara. I'm doing anything to clinch this Western Division, And vanish Kno's life, mysteriously concluded in suspicion. props to Kno «Lå§T ~Ð¥ñå§T¥» LŧT Ð¥ÑÁ§T¥·ÀÜÐÎØ ÐÌVΧÍÖÑ 1-Å®mŸ $Magistrates Inc.$ Blind Fury..peace |
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