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Idegad \VS/ Speechless
Ok, i wanna battle u, heres rulez:
30 Lines MAX,
5 Votes, 3-0 = KO, 3-2 = TKO, 4-1 = TKO.
No dickryde, Hate or beef votes.
Since i callin u out ill spit first here it is:
Sayin u owned me? Nah u FAILED, Cuz i pack enuff lyrikal force to leave a freighter DE-RAILED...
man u couldnt spit deadly if i sent u anthrax in YA-MAIL...
ill leave ya PALE like a ghost, ur a women fuck cut YA-NAILS/
Degad u should know that sticks and STONES can Break ya BONES... Leave ya accident PRONE, Cmon dodge the CONES, before i leave ur head ringin worse than TELE-PHONES/
I make Emcee's shake n SHIVER, My punchlines ill take a split second ta DELIVER, Try ta PICTURE Speechless not a WINNER, Thats like em puttin up Canibus promotional STICKERS/
Against me uve got no CHANCE, under any CURCUMSTANCE i wont lose, cuz im more ADVANCED, i will tear out ya spine n give ya a slanted STANCE/
I wont stop till ya head CRACKS from ma Set-TRAPS, ull look like ya got 40 SACS from warren-Sap Tacklin' Quarter-BACKS, Till u COLLAPSE under my lyrikal ATTACKS/
Ill leave ya skin-RED, Smash ya in the HEAD till ya Eyes BLED, Make ya Bones-SHRED, BOOM BOOM Opps now ya DEAD/
I'm the elite SOURCE of the FORCE, Never feel REMORSE from my actions, ENDOURCE me n ill leave ya in a DEVORCE/
My lyriks leave ya VIOLATED, Fuck wit me n be ANIHALATED, Pupils DIOLATED, ya raps are OUTDATED no kids aloud cuz this battle is X-RATED/
I pack Lyrikal HEAT, Enuff to BEAT u till u take a SEAT, to me ur just 'fresh' MEAT, if u win it'll be a mystery like y u wet ur bed SHEETS/
SPEECHLESS Will give u verbal DEASEASES, My thesis is more 'Godly' Than JESUS, i spit it TIGHT, No u dont wanan FIGHT, cuz i'm the reason people dont walk at NIGHT/
Uppin for feedback and idegadmaster
30 Lines MAX,
5 Votes, 3-0 = KO, 3-2 = TKO, 4-1 = TKO.
No dickryde, Hate or beef votes.
Since i callin u out ill spit first here it is:
Sayin u owned me? Nah u FAILED, Cuz i pack enuff lyrikal force to leave a freighter DE-RAILED...
man u couldnt spit deadly if i sent u anthrax in YA-MAIL...
ill leave ya PALE like a ghost, ur a women fuck cut YA-NAILS/
Degad u should know that sticks and STONES can Break ya BONES... Leave ya accident PRONE, Cmon dodge the CONES, before i leave ur head ringin worse than TELE-PHONES/
I make Emcee's shake n SHIVER, My punchlines ill take a split second ta DELIVER, Try ta PICTURE Speechless not a WINNER, Thats like em puttin up Canibus promotional STICKERS/
Against me uve got no CHANCE, under any CURCUMSTANCE i wont lose, cuz im more ADVANCED, i will tear out ya spine n give ya a slanted STANCE/
I wont stop till ya head CRACKS from ma Set-TRAPS, ull look like ya got 40 SACS from warren-Sap Tacklin' Quarter-BACKS, Till u COLLAPSE under my lyrikal ATTACKS/
Ill leave ya skin-RED, Smash ya in the HEAD till ya Eyes BLED, Make ya Bones-SHRED, BOOM BOOM Opps now ya DEAD/
I'm the elite SOURCE of the FORCE, Never feel REMORSE from my actions, ENDOURCE me n ill leave ya in a DEVORCE/
My lyriks leave ya VIOLATED, Fuck wit me n be ANIHALATED, Pupils DIOLATED, ya raps are OUTDATED no kids aloud cuz this battle is X-RATED/
I pack Lyrikal HEAT, Enuff to BEAT u till u take a SEAT, to me ur just 'fresh' MEAT, if u win it'll be a mystery like y u wet ur bed SHEETS/
SPEECHLESS Will give u verbal DEASEASES, My thesis is more 'Godly' Than JESUS, i spit it TIGHT, No u dont wanan FIGHT, cuz i'm the reason people dont walk at NIGHT/
Uppin for feedback and idegadmaster
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