CREW BATTLE: (Alliance) Thug Whyte vs. Solar Eclipse (UT)
 

ight dawg you already agreed..

10-20 lines
u spit first
no hatin
no bitin
no dr
no freepostin
no crew
check in b4 u spit and g'luck.. - O n e

Uppin this for him.. where u at dawg ?...................
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its been 2 days.. so im postin sum god damn deadlines..
Check in by TODAY
Verse due by TOMORROW (thurs)

got it ?

i pm'ed you to see if you meant bars or lines.......ive seen you post rules about lines and then you post bars. Im not gonna spit til you tell me whether its bars or lines.......theres no fuckin way im writin lines and then have u write a story. So let me know what you want, and then ill spit............peace.

lines man... now come on...............................
.................................................. ....... - 0 n e

yeah i got you............im checkin in, will have verse up by tonite..........................................go od luck, peace.

deal with this lyrical might, Thug Whyte..............................



I spit with poetic precision that splits deadly incisions in your visions, im envisionin the merkin of Thug Faggot like it was my “holy mission” :: feed off my verse, its like eatin poison provisions, cuz admit it, your spits got less flow than “movies with intermissions” // 1

The only way hes “magnetic” is if I pumped him full of flak, Thug “speaks with his ass” when he raps because he always spits wack crap :: “de-rail” ya trails cuz im reversin ya “tracks,” got this kid suckin so many balls they call him Thug Sacs // 2

This shits a battle feat, greet wannabe Thug by makin him eat cement so he can taste true “street” :: secrete insane flames to tame “elites,” you couldn’t “run with me” if you were a fuckin track meet // 3

Im whiting out what Thug Whyte writes cuz its against mind and rhyme rights, “smoke” this bitch’s ass more than a pack of Marlboro Lights :: throw more frightful punches than ones in heavyweight fights, swallow gasoline and light your lungs is the only way you could “ignite” //4

You could grow wings and couldn’t “ascent” to this event, I spit like an angel from hell cuz these lyricals are “hellbent” :: its like I sent your verses on a descent, you couldn’t defeat the “nature” of my rhymes if you were spittin all the “elements” // 5

Inflame ya brain with spits that frame your mental, I’m stickin a “fork” in this battle as if I was spittin kitchen utensils :: ya couldn’t “trace” my rhymes if you outlined em in pencil, cuz you come more “played-out” than old school movie rentals // 6

^damn that was tight dog.............you sent him pre-writing........lol
props........this should give UT the cup along with all our other battles
but i gotta admit........the alliance is a worthy opponent........lol
stay up
peace

yeah my props to ya solar.. good shit, sum killer flow.. a lil basic
wit sum shit but other than that.. my props go out to ya..
I'll have my verse by tomorrow.. Ace.. sent me pre-writing?
lol never that... dont need too, write better when im naht thinkin
of it... and yes this is a good match-up UT vs Alliance.. should
have sum good outcomes... - 0 n e

thanks for the props...............this should be a good battle, and so far its been a good crew battle. Should be interesting to see who comes out......anyways, ill check ur verse tomorrow. peace.

^i was only joking thug..............its my way of sayin solar's verse was just
really good.......lol..............but word^ to what you and solar said
peace

oh ight lol.. but yeah i'll have my verse tomorrow....
.................................................. ......... - 0 n e

yo.. I gotta bounce at like 6.. so if i dont get my verse done
I'll have it at 8 in tha mornin.. my bad on tha real.. i aint pre-writin
i fear no one on this site, but i gotta go to this shit... so if i dont
drop.. my bad, no hard feelings

ight.. i rushed this...

..: Lyrical Might against Thug Whyte? This kid was challengin me, thats right :..

Oh no, whoa.. let go of his flow outta-control, or so I been
told..Crew votes are tha only votes he holds.. but they
never polled.. time to seek and destroy, read it.. is
this good? or you want it in bold?//

..: Wack openings are the key to great Merkings :..

Bitch thinks hes tight..Hes only gettin colder, like bi-polar boulders.. their called icebergs, think he'd know this as he got older..mr. big bad soldier.. wit dislocated shoulders 10 times over this poser.. system left him solar..Loss is the only thing gettin closer//

Asked "wanna-be-a-friend-to-me".. tha answer he sent-to-me was that he was a memeber of Undeafeatable Tendencies, so
I had to tend-to-see.. that he was tryin to pretend-to-be
a threat-to-me.. hes naht even noticed like guys who
vend-machines i vent-for-free.. damn, how many
sets-you-see wit kats that rhyme-like-me, and can use so many
words just to diss the Tendencies?//

Subliminal criminals.. original traditional idividuals.. interpretation.. you suck, verbally miserable, like compouned minerals.. come to my crib, mics down, and we'll get physical//

Ask for votes, but cant get 'back-to-dem', better luck practicin.. slippin lookin where his traction-is, hes satisfactionless.. no one even cared if he raps-in-this, tryin to satisfact-the end.. cuz he knows he'll never have flow like that-again//

Cuttin, pastin, erasin..holy shit that was basic.. but hey, its tha way you make it.. It aint too hot, its too bitter to taste it.. like dried out bacon.. win against me? highly mistaken.. left forsaken, ackin.. I'm done wit this fool, tha lot is vacant//
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thought i was done.. decided to add another one to tha sum..leavin you like nooses.. hung like holy intentions gone extra-pretentious.. figured i'd give ya just one more sentence til i was done.. 4 wins for me but solar elipses win against me.. None//

^^yo this is a tight battle, the outcomes should come out close, both had its great flo, punches, and wordplay, lets see wat the other people have to see, great job to slar and thug whyte