MONSOON vs Ice Pick
 

Battle Rules:

6 - UNLIMITED Lines
No Crew Votes
No Recycling
No Biting

Minimum posts to vote: 20

Check in by: 08-03-04 at 01:52 PM

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MONSOON has ACCEPTED this battle on 08-03-04 11:55 AM.

Ice Pick has ACCEPTED this battle on 08-03-04 11:57 AM.

Yea I'll inflict "pa1n" on your punitive stature
I'm "writing ya ass off" like an "anal graffer"
Total laughter, like "burn out boxers" I aint "feelin' ya punches"
Methemphetamine adrenaline rushes crushes Mon and puts him in crutches
Fucc it, SOON can't " touch this" like Jenna Jameson's tits/
Have you "come-buts"(combust) infront of me like propane tanks lit
"This 0ne" must've won some dumb intricate contest
Cuz I'm "rippin" you like packaging to the recipient context
Should've came protected when you came and faced I P
Cuz raw sex breaks through lyrical condoms that taste cherry
Arithmetic fow is equivalent to zero or four minus four
That means MONS 4 plus my punches equals maximum carnage on the floor
Like "hangin ya merchandise one display" for me to "hold up" the "store"
Fucc Rhyming, your shit's "sub-par" like the LPGA golf tour
Eyes acute from swelling, verbal punches take a swipe at ya belly
Boring as hell, Mon's more "talk" then an episode of "Regis and Kelly"
Like THC product, I fucc wit ya brains chemistry
You couldn't "put lines through me" with reflective symmetry
My symmetrical tendencies deplete emcee's to fractional trigonometry
And your idea of "wordplay" is "fondling dictionaries" of english termonoligy
You bout as accurate as the WRITTEN prophecies of blind men
Blind men spittin, your lines are understood as much as Swahili being taught to PMS'ing women....

aight fuk it ,

elevated bars callapse usin this cat as a crash dummy,
backfired amuntion caused urine in this cats huggeys,

and quick,someone call the peramedics for ( dis )
fuk puttin my name on your ass, ill brand my name to your lips

so now when you speak,at least youll talk somewhat correct
im like A-O-L everybar I spit I dun already connect

and if you..............aww shit thats 6 verses


but anyways













I connect like a-o-l ay--awww---well

Fixed my typo's and some of the spelling

Yea I'll inflict "pa1n" on your punitive stature
I'm "writing ya ass off" like an "anal graffer"
Total laughter, like "burn out boxers" I aint "feelin' ya punches"
Methemphetamine adrenaline rushes crushes Mon and puts him in crutches
Fucc it, SOON can't " touch this" like Jenna Jameson's tits/
Have you "come-buts"(combust) infront of me like propane tanks lit
"This 0ne" must've won some dumb intricate contest
Cuz I'm "rippin" you like packaging to the recipient context
Should've came protected when you came and faced I P
Cuz raw sex breaks through lyrical condoms that taste cherry
ya Arithmetic flow is equivalent to zero or four minus four
That means MONS 4 plus my punches equals maximum carnage on the floor
Like "hangin ya merchandise one display" for me to "hold up" the "store"
Fucc Rhyming, your shit's "sub-par" like the LPGA golf tour
Eyes acute from swelling, verbal punches take a swipe at ya belly
Boring as hell, Mon's more "talk" then an episode of "Regis and Kelly"
Like THC product, I fucc wit ya brains chemistry
You couldn't "put lines through me" with reflective symmetry
My symmetrical tendencies deplete emcee's to fractional trigonometry
And your idea of "wordplay" is "fondling dictionaries" of english termonoligy
You bout as accurate as the WRITTEN prophecies of blind men
Blind men spittin, your lines are understood as much as Swahili being taught to PMS'ing women....

you said six verses now im a halve to assinate your bull shitt

No it is 6 to unlimted Bars

No limit on what you can drop
You drop more then i drop more

either way ya gettin cooked

your ryhymes are weak and brittle like yo grammammas wedding pantyholes
even your daddy knows, you wear them to stalk bitches like your logos
you aint a rap genius, more like a sampled penus, reavlin little particles, of what a gay dudes mission is
terrorist lyrical winds vacade your premises, look me up in genuses,
youll see what pain is, ill match a real icepick to whatever your real name is
tryin to hustle a hustla, ill cumbust right in front of ya
stampede of metaphorical punches like an american soldier gunnin ya
you aint hot bitch,nah bitch your structure is garbage
you the type to go rock climbin and forget about your hornest
ill put that finger where your heart is, i Know monsoon make you nautious
cheating asses dont get respected like bush runnin for office

get off this !!!!!!!!

uppin votes mann
im tired of dis shitt

same to you!!!

and plus yo shitt aint make sense,
I didnt even read this cats verse, fell asleep through it

Voted For: Ice Pick

ok monsoon dis line was sorta gay:

"fuk puttin my name on your ass, ill brand my name to your lips" -
duz dat mean u kissed dude or sumtin? no hate jus wonderin cuz it could be da kiss of def like jadakiss but i dunno... well neway...

punches:Ice
meta: Ice
flow: monsoon
struc: soon
wordplay: Ice
overall vote/Ice

that means ill tatoo my name on his ass, or brand my name on his lips, which also mean tatoo

1st and 2nd vs needs feed back also

Uppn For Votes

Monsoon Kiss My Ass With Your

Speeches

shut yo boney ass up
so I could up
and keep uppin

uppin votes yall, tryin to close this