RBL Classic Matches: Scientz vs. Charles 11/21/03

[KempoMRK]

Scientz

fuck it...droppin early i got shit to do this weekend

went a lil more....fuck it match me...couldnt stop keying

when u see the audience at ya show, u'll shit ya trousers
cuz three's a crowd.....wit ya moms, pops, n the bouncer
^^^i take back what i jus said, nobody stopped in fact
last time u seen a fan, man...he flew in inside a boxing match
take u on top of buildings, i wont risk poppin at u
u'll drop from stories, n be rushed to a general hospital
ya family's fat n ugly, fightin over chips n bagels
the guerilla warfare u seen, is them bitches beefin at dinner tables
i'll merc u for dolo, making sure ya pain never ends
i would go after ya home, boy...but u dont have a residence
the bullets r seeds, sci's known to slaughter his targets
plant a few in ya crop cut, n use ya blood to water the harvest
if u think ya homies r tough, then im bangin them thugs
n start taking-out more bitches, than the neighborhood stud
wanna know how i found wackness? besides ya newb features
u showed so many signs,
all u were missing is mel gibson n a few creatures
ya punches r more like slaps, charles u speak gay things
this homo stay around woods, like davis love n vijay singh
one of the worst in the top 30, n im being so blatant
if u had a series of greatness, the show musta got no ratings
cant fuck girls on the first date, maybe in a hot dream
so ya one night stand,
came wit a dresser, mattress, n box spring
hope u understand sarcasm, cuz i'll tell u this gladly
ur bout as good as a heart attack, or death in the family
i'll creep wit pounds, n leave this fucka beneath the ground
n brake ya face so hard,
i'll smell burnt rubber n hear a screeching sound
u look like firemarshall bill, dog im suddenly scared
u'll need all of NY's electricity, to help the plugs in ya hair

no need for a fuckin personal....shit would be too easy that way!!!!

holla at cha boy!!!

vs.

Charles

That was a keystyle...looks like it....

GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE

fuck what you say,it aint real,your a fake, a phoney
Scientz dont agree wit religion,but ima make him holy
i aint into guns duke,im in to war, i'll hold this promise
fuck puttin a peace to ya head
.........i'll deploy thousands of my little solidiers on it
i get a 'damn' after my verse..its astounding me son
see i get a dam,when the crowd jus wanna drown u in one
im gutter sonny,I fuck wit money n meet foes wit steel
ya see i mean business,when you cant even close a Deal
im a genious kid,check my guns,the steel im cockins giant
i'll take raw out the equation,then fuckin rocket scientz
ya got shot up at prowlers,you cant roll with the best
always had ya face blew,like you was holdin ya breath
voting for raw will change ya sex life,like it or not
works like penis enlargers,cuz youll find sci’s on ya cock
get beat once in a blue moon n no-ones fuckin wit him?
well i just did,and God just got out his coloring pens
i know come lines arnt felt,you see im not foolish man
but if ya face is expressionless,then im shootin blanks
ya girl must be autrailian,i met her n' now wonder
cuz im the world to that bitch,n she always go down under
sci always jumped in his town,gets bumps n bruises daily
he scared of the park,like businessmen wit new mercedes
you'll need a doc once i hit ya chops wit nifty shots
ya hav more damn ice on ya face than that on fifty's watch
ill and ur not, I know that we think in different ways
cuz im on top of the game,you dream of fuckin triple H
don’t need freeposters to show ya wack wit rhyming bars
cuz rm aint fulla whiz_kids n’ still no1 finds scientz hard
you dont write the verses u drop,this is a lesson bruh
cuz i'd blast you,but im not the type to shoot the messenger
im a head in this match,n theres blood gushing out yours
and if anyone says that im tamer,its cuz im hushin up roar


Bye,Bye..

Winner = Charles