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Battle Of The Year....div <> Aragorn
rules:
ko rule (or first to 5)
min. 26 lines max 50 (i ain't here for no pussy shit 5-10 lines)
no crew votes (u prolly ain't got no friends anyways)
no beef votes (don't think that will be a problem)
must have previous experience battling and 200+ post to vote
Aragorns verse
yo, who the fuck are you to try and step to me/
dissing me in a freestyle that u tried to keep a mystery//
history, is wat I’m about to make u be/
lyrical mudering you in the first degree//
enough with simple words, this shit’s absurd/
i know u rather use small words, but this isn’t about what u prefer//
its about ur hidden diss, talking shit and hiding like a bitch/
hoping I wouldn’t stumble upon that freestyle, wishing that it didn’t exist//
well let me tell u wat the consequences of battling me are/
I don’t like to spit anything less than 15 bars//
U prolly a fat fuck like that bitch in ur avatar/
I’ma kidnap u, kill u and hide ur body in Myanmar//
I’ma invade ur brain, like the bullet that went into kurt cobain/
R u insane, u just tried to cross over into my domain//
Cause I own this board, u about die kid, better not ignore the lord/
u couldn’t win this battle if I had a pocket knife and u had a double edge sword//
u lost ur speech, u couldn’t think of anything to say, cause I’m the lyrical stopper/
I’ll destroy u faster than a hungry fat man eats a double whopper//
no wonder u wanted me to go first/
u couldn’t think of anymore gay jokes to make a verse//
u lack originality, u couldn’t think of a hot verse if u stole eminems mentality/
but u wanna battle me??, u couldn’t finish me off with a sub-zero fatality//
are u mad at me??, cause I got these great rhymes that are like a form of brutality/
u still wanna spit at me, even though I’m in a state of immortality//
yo I jus got back asking my girl about ur occupation/ (check profile)
she told me ur in boys town performing masturbation in isolation//
cause u such an ugly motherfucker, u don’t even come up in gay men’s conversations/
u cum up on ur body to make it glossy for the gay pride celebration//
Step to me and all u’ll see is the stone cold salute/
Just face it kid, u couldn’t win a battle if it was against a mute//
rest in piece, cause when it comes to any emcees/
I’m eating them faster than Jordan eats a bowl of weathies//
talk ur shit, keep telling me how gay I am/
cause all u can come up with is how much ass I ram//
u rhymes make me laugh harder than when LM and Dy are bitching/
I see these lyrics got u going through withdrawls since ur twitching//
i’m able to win this battle after a quad of shroomz in my height of tripping/
I hope ur enjoying this good old fashion ass whipping//
Take some notes kid, I dissed u crazy style without saying ur gay/
So respond quickly, I don’t wanna see 50 gay jokes, so I should expect a delay//
It doesn’t matter, cause after I score the win for clowning u like the bitch u are/
You can crawl back and continue ur life, living inside ur car// (location)
Divs verse
that verse was shit tryin to go against me/
this *****s a retard cant even spell wheaties (weathies)/
trying to say im fat shit ill rip you in half/
and is that any reason to talk to your dad/
you just a fake mc never gonna blow up/
if i asked to meet you for a fight bitch you wouldnt even show up/
you'd get beat up and just claim that you fell (eminem in 8 mile)/
you probably still in school you lucky you got Saved By The Bell (your picture)/
i never hid shit i posted a poll on your stupid ass/
i'd fuck your lil bitch ass up with a Lex Luther blast (villan in Superman)/
you dont own this board you aint the king or the prince/
thats why they call you SHIT BREAK cause your shit is broke, PAUL FINCH (A.P)/
try to step to this you might get hurt c'mon papa smurf/
when im done wit you kid ima get all 50 cent that you worth/
you compared to me is like a Viper (me) to a Pinto (you)/
just face it you're never gonna win hoe/
saying i aint got any friends is like Scooby never got high/
fuckin wit me Aragorn are you sure you want to die/
ill even show up at your funeral and say i murdered this boy/
in a freestyle battle then i pulled out my toy (.44)/
you just another pussy tryin to live a fake dream/
we all know you dont live by the C.R.E.A.M (u should know what that is)/
im done with the soft lines time to pull out 2 glock 9's/
im not wasting any bullets on you bitch i'll hit you the first time/
straight in the knees so you can look into my eyes/
i can see your nose growin' ***** you just full of lies/
you lyin there bleedin to death im laughin and reloading/
you crawlin' away cryin and shit, "wait a minute where do you think you're going/"
stab a sword through you left knee you aint goin nowhere/
im reloading full clips this time bitch i know you scared/
im just goin to break your arms then blow off your wrists/
then leave you in a pool of your own blood you know you bout to die bitch/
fuckin with me is as retarded as Ja tryin to fuck wit Shady/Aftermath/
ill remember to piss on your grave just for your behalf/
THE SCORE IS 4-3 ARAGORNS WINNING
ko rule (or first to 5)
min. 26 lines max 50 (i ain't here for no pussy shit 5-10 lines)
no crew votes (u prolly ain't got no friends anyways)
no beef votes (don't think that will be a problem)
must have previous experience battling and 200+ post to vote
Aragorns verse
yo, who the fuck are you to try and step to me/
dissing me in a freestyle that u tried to keep a mystery//
history, is wat I’m about to make u be/
lyrical mudering you in the first degree//
enough with simple words, this shit’s absurd/
i know u rather use small words, but this isn’t about what u prefer//
its about ur hidden diss, talking shit and hiding like a bitch/
hoping I wouldn’t stumble upon that freestyle, wishing that it didn’t exist//
well let me tell u wat the consequences of battling me are/
I don’t like to spit anything less than 15 bars//
U prolly a fat fuck like that bitch in ur avatar/
I’ma kidnap u, kill u and hide ur body in Myanmar//
I’ma invade ur brain, like the bullet that went into kurt cobain/
R u insane, u just tried to cross over into my domain//
Cause I own this board, u about die kid, better not ignore the lord/
u couldn’t win this battle if I had a pocket knife and u had a double edge sword//
u lost ur speech, u couldn’t think of anything to say, cause I’m the lyrical stopper/
I’ll destroy u faster than a hungry fat man eats a double whopper//
no wonder u wanted me to go first/
u couldn’t think of anymore gay jokes to make a verse//
u lack originality, u couldn’t think of a hot verse if u stole eminems mentality/
but u wanna battle me??, u couldn’t finish me off with a sub-zero fatality//
are u mad at me??, cause I got these great rhymes that are like a form of brutality/
u still wanna spit at me, even though I’m in a state of immortality//
yo I jus got back asking my girl about ur occupation/ (check profile)
she told me ur in boys town performing masturbation in isolation//
cause u such an ugly motherfucker, u don’t even come up in gay men’s conversations/
u cum up on ur body to make it glossy for the gay pride celebration//
Step to me and all u’ll see is the stone cold salute/
Just face it kid, u couldn’t win a battle if it was against a mute//
rest in piece, cause when it comes to any emcees/
I’m eating them faster than Jordan eats a bowl of weathies//
talk ur shit, keep telling me how gay I am/
cause all u can come up with is how much ass I ram//
u rhymes make me laugh harder than when LM and Dy are bitching/
I see these lyrics got u going through withdrawls since ur twitching//
i’m able to win this battle after a quad of shroomz in my height of tripping/
I hope ur enjoying this good old fashion ass whipping//
Take some notes kid, I dissed u crazy style without saying ur gay/
So respond quickly, I don’t wanna see 50 gay jokes, so I should expect a delay//
It doesn’t matter, cause after I score the win for clowning u like the bitch u are/
You can crawl back and continue ur life, living inside ur car// (location)
Divs verse
that verse was shit tryin to go against me/
this *****s a retard cant even spell wheaties (weathies)/
trying to say im fat shit ill rip you in half/
and is that any reason to talk to your dad/
you just a fake mc never gonna blow up/
if i asked to meet you for a fight bitch you wouldnt even show up/
you'd get beat up and just claim that you fell (eminem in 8 mile)/
you probably still in school you lucky you got Saved By The Bell (your picture)/
i never hid shit i posted a poll on your stupid ass/
i'd fuck your lil bitch ass up with a Lex Luther blast (villan in Superman)/
you dont own this board you aint the king or the prince/
thats why they call you SHIT BREAK cause your shit is broke, PAUL FINCH (A.P)/
try to step to this you might get hurt c'mon papa smurf/
when im done wit you kid ima get all 50 cent that you worth/
you compared to me is like a Viper (me) to a Pinto (you)/
just face it you're never gonna win hoe/
saying i aint got any friends is like Scooby never got high/
fuckin wit me Aragorn are you sure you want to die/
ill even show up at your funeral and say i murdered this boy/
in a freestyle battle then i pulled out my toy (.44)/
you just another pussy tryin to live a fake dream/
we all know you dont live by the C.R.E.A.M (u should know what that is)/
im done with the soft lines time to pull out 2 glock 9's/
im not wasting any bullets on you bitch i'll hit you the first time/
straight in the knees so you can look into my eyes/
i can see your nose growin' ***** you just full of lies/
you lyin there bleedin to death im laughin and reloading/
you crawlin' away cryin and shit, "wait a minute where do you think you're going/"
stab a sword through you left knee you aint goin nowhere/
im reloading full clips this time bitch i know you scared/
im just goin to break your arms then blow off your wrists/
then leave you in a pool of your own blood you know you bout to die bitch/
fuckin with me is as retarded as Ja tryin to fuck wit Shady/Aftermath/
ill remember to piss on your grave just for your behalf/
THE SCORE IS 4-3 ARAGORNS WINNING
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