W4: Mic Chek Vs. West
 

Match up: Sunday
Check in by: Tuesday
Verses by: Friday

30 line max.
no hate/dick ryder votes.
no senseless beef.

Good luck.

check..........

Chek it.

Mumble from aside, question my pride? And you’re seeing double trouble…
Love to hustle, while your rap game isn't taking off like a troubled shuttle…-----------------------------okay.....check it....
Yo
Only way you can pass me the ‘L’ is if I’m blazing with you/
Battle me? You must be nuts, cause there aint no raisons in you/ (Glosets)
Gunshots are fazing this fool…no telling what the amazing will do/
You winning hands down wont happen like voters stuck raising the roof/
No swaying the truth…like D12 member tattoos I’m engraving the Proof/
Misplacing this goof…kid locked behind my bars’ like I’m encaging the youth/
Rhyme’s will finish your thoughts…with sinister shots I’ll diminish your plots/
Replenish the glocks…delivering heat in freestyles like I’m spitting with cops/
Hitting the spots that would leave you bleeding a lot when swinging with chops/
I’ll beat you in text…Releasing one shot, sending the damage like ripple effects/
Don’t talk about guns…cause like quads you never had a grip for the techs/
Get ripped in a sec…Check's malicious spit will kill kids…who can forget…?/
You get bruised on the set…with multiple shot wounds as you lose to a vet/
Dog ya must have me mistaken…blazing tracks are sizzling like bacon/
Wake to gunshots in upon da air like Jamaicans, I'm forsaken to slay em/
The pain can break down a man, barely breathing as I have your face down in sand/
Like untied shoes I lace down a plan…that’ll leave this Ace clowned again/
--------Fuck it....its over----style switch---------
I’ll leave ya scarred when chargin you like a swiped Visa Card/
Discard a winning attitude as blows hit you hard n split ya guard/
The swiftest bard...like bad reception I'm known to cause static son/
Have you dissapearing like the way magic's done...the end to west...the dramatic 1/
Waste you like you was plastered son...face it...its over your dead/
Rhymes soaring over your head...should have sent a scholar instead/
You fucking suck...it runs in the family like you was born inbread/
Couldn’t survive...in-fact ya couldn’t jam with peanut-butter and bread/


aiight west, hope u post yur toughest shit ever, cause ima merk it
-no hate just my game style....go ahead use anything in this post against me,w/e makes u feel better bout yurself fool.

edit was for my quotes that i forgot i cant have in RBBL

*waiting on west*
-where u at tough guy ?


ima warlord....i can be yur 1st opponent to beat :rolleyes:

Yo i already signed out tha R.B.B.L,but seein as this busta givin me beef i may need to merk his mark ass.

lol....bring it on unknown

Yo you need a chin check not a mic check.


PEACE Beatch

hmmmm, give it to me then punk....jus like u said u was gonna do !

makes me 2-2 on RBBL !...woohoo !


killed killa kobra, but at least he SHOWED !...you pussy ass bitch

Yo dawg i signed out, let's take it to tha lines if you got that much juice,fggot.

In fact jus paste your rhyme if you want i'll still merk u,lol @ u.

k good, merk it i dare u punk

wheres the battle ?????.....

i give up on u fool

let's take it to tha lines man.

PEACE

Stop Clogging The Threads Newbie^^^

Mic Check Wins....

Mic Check[2-2]

west[signed out]