[VOTENTourneyRD3TheCrippla vs. Goodson[VOTE]

[TheCrippla]

Yo goodson good luck to u. Check out the round 3 thread and look at Peel Junkie's post bout how they should alternate when they spit. It up to u because i dont care but it sounded like a good idea. Anyway reply to this and I'll spit my verse. It's 2 verses and 20 bar limit. Peace.

[TheCrippla]

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ for reply

[goodson]

i hear u

sorry it took so long for me to respond dawg, my internet is FUCKED today. u can spit your verse now then i'll spit the next two verses, then u spit the last one......damn, i just confused myself, anyways, if u get what i'm sayin drop your verse dawg, good luck to ya. laterz

[TheCrippla]

Good Luck dogg. Much respect. Let's go....

After seein yo rhymes i've got a hunch/U must be whiter than the Brady Bunch/I'm readin you like a book/U under fiction cuz u think u gonna win/Stop pre-writin and throw those papers in a trash bin/U gonna need all your mind and focus thats a fact/U so scared u couldnt focus if yo name was Kodak/Looks like you about to have a moment/A losing one my weak ass opponent/While I'm a rappin gladiator/U a compulsive masterbater/U even beat off in public places/Makin funny Pee Wee Herman faces/Crippla commin like a boa constrictor/Cuttin off yo air at the throat/It's the murda I wrote/Chokin you with a mic cord/Fuckin yo bitch then yo entire world/

yo your time to spit.Peace.

[goodson]

crippla, yo weak ass already threw this battle out the window/
yo lyrics still don't make a *mafia* when u dress em up in *trenchcoats*/if they were *blockbuster* u wouldn't see one *rental*/i'm burnin yo ass from the inside like a 77' pinto/i'm treatin u like a dysfunctional *gadget* cause u about to get *dismantled*/so throw away your paper and put down your pencil/i'm squashin u cause i'm a bent on bein a giant sentinal/when the *f.b.i.* took your rhymes to *L.A.*, they didn't bother to make them *confidential*/i'm roastin u like a gorge forman grill/even in your *afterlife* i'm gonna be goin for the *kill*/i'm go make sure u remember me even in your sub-conscience/i'm like a neclear warhead and i'm never gonna stop launcin/my words are so *dark* they've been referred to as *gothic*/yo words are so sweet they sound like *justin* from *N'sync* *beat-boxin*/i'm makin u take up a new sex orientation/u just signed up for rupaul's transvestdike organization/now u gotta settle for the way i handle things/u thikin i'm a *bee* cause u constantly feelin my *stings*/before i go, i gotta ask u question as i leave/do u have *ashtma* cause your verse was *tired*, the bars only went up to 18/

[goodson]

my second verse

sorry it took so long dawg but my internet connection is fucked up. anyways here's my second verse so u can spit the last one, aight? again, good luck, and no beef.

i'm back in verse 2 still makin thacrippla feel inadequate/his rhymes are looser then firestone tires, it's no surprise he can't handle this/i'm like a candle stick burnin everything i see fit/crippla couldn't fix his *faded* lyrics if he *washed* them in *pure-x*/he got a *hex* that the strongest and most intellegent *black magician* couldn't lift/he wouldn't score a *hit* if he was in a fight with a midget and a retarded kid/my rhymes are well thought out yet i finish in less then 15 minutes/while crip's are more *pre-written* then the *book of life* god has for all men and women/i'm not go stop inflictin pain till i *hear* *silent* screams/jacked all of crippla's precious *jewelry* so he couldn't *bling-bling*/when crippla battle me the bitch better be disciplined/but even then he still couldn't win, i don't care if
*obi-wan* told him to *use the force within*/my rhymes are like the x-files, impossible to explain/crippla must be a *genie* and i'm the *bottle*, cause he about to be *contained*/and he bet not complain or he will get restrined/i'm a *mix* between *prince* and *d-12* cause i'm bringin crippla destructive *blue and yellow-purple rain*/i'm treatin u like a *donut*, and makin sure u get your *fill*/u are now a *death-row* inmate, and i'm yo *last meal*/so i'm leavin u with this, whenever u think u can match my skills/remember,......even if u was *evander holyfield*, i would still be the *real deal*/

[goodson]

uppin for crippla's verse

[TheCrippla]

I'm like James Bond got a license to kill/U like Bob Dole poppin viagra pills/Your horoscope sign must be cancer/I'm the kemo, tellin u to stop rappin and become an Nsync dancer/U say I'm sweet like Justin/U only know this cuz yo mouth had his dick bustin/Yo ex told me bout it,I thought it was sick/U rode him like a 5-speed Honda Civic/My shit aint pre-writin it's newer than the X-Box/Yo shit go back to the stone age, u was pre-writin with slate and a rock/Yo TheCrippla is always ballin/Alicia Keys predicted it cuz yo ass is fallin/I'm puttin this gun in yo mouth/ Your adam's apple findin a new hobby/Travelin, callin yo ass it's lobby/There is no gettin out of this/U couldn't push the escape button on your keyboard and you know this/Killin you with my knife, named it adidas/It only took 3 stripes to have u motionless like a dead fetus/I'm grabbin higher ratings than that game show with regis/

Yo first off let me say nice verses goodson and good luck to you man. No matter what u got my respect.

[TheCrippla]

^^^^^^^^^^^^^for the votes

[Peel Junkee]

uppin this for crippla and goodson so Yeroc and Prominant see this.

[Prominant]

My vote goes to Goodson cus both of his verses hit really hard with many punchlines an metaphors.He had so many nice bars,i couldnt count them all.Heres some:

i'm squashin u cause i'm a bent on bein a giant sentinal/when the *f.b.i.* took your rhymes to *L.A.*, they didn't bother to make them *confidential*/

u thikin i'm a *bee* cause u constantly feelin my *stings*/before i go, i gotta ask u question as i leave/do u have *ashtma* cause your verse was *tired*, the bars only went up to 18/

*/my rhymes are like the x-files, impossible to explain/crippla must be a *genie* and i'm the *bottle*, cause he about to be *contained*/and he bet not complain or he will get restrined/i'm a *mix* between *prince* and *d-12* cause i'm bringin crippla destructive *blue and yellow-purple rain*/i'm treatin u like a *donut*, and makin sure u get your *fill*/

There was jus too many Punchlines to post. Vote = Goodson

[goodson]

thanx for the vote prom. uppin for YEROC to see.

[TheCrippla]

uppin for the judges

[goodson]

uppin for the YEROC'S vote. laterz.

[goodson]

uppin again.