Mimesis Who?
Sup Bitch?...Been a long time comin, huh?
Check...... Round 1 In Progress.. I know Stress....Ive been thru alot, And mims bearly even hot.. Soon as the temperature rises, he covers himself in sun block YOU ain't never seen a mic & An I Doubt your respected among the real All you do is Spit saliva in the face to try and make 'em feel Ya Fates Sealed...& Emcees turnin a blind eye 'cause ya rhymes lie When its your turn to pop a punch Everybodies wavin' bye-bye they couldnt bare to be torturted wit'cha useless ramblin' I'ma be like clint eastwood and ask if you feel lucky gamblin punk!...goin line 4 for line with the greatest you better be a wild card soft as silicone, but determined to liveout the name 'n make ya style hard You's a fraud! Talkin 'bout me all night, But I ain't losin no sleep Lets go to war and i'ma bet your life I wont be the one losin my peeps Im cruisin to beats, an Mims ridin' hard on that motorized scooter lucky we online, 'cause if ya step on my feet in the real I would shoot-ya take that as a warnin shot,I'm heavy on the beef...But not obese hardcore wigger. workin a ''band'' is the only time ya strapped witta peice clap at ya teeth, flap them gums, i'm eatin all this cookies crumbs I'd say you was a hobo rhymer....But I dont wanna offend the bums :shoot: BITCH, You wanna go to a fight?...Theres not a ''blue brother'' in Sight..... Not a white flag in flight... Your so desperate you even start flyin a kyte Round 2... WHAT YOU WANNA DO? Export rhymes? or snort lines? Hell...Mim even trynna sell crack in hope it'll make him a dope-supplier He even up in the air with fighter-jets to help him ''spit-fire'' Dont deny, 'cause whatever we do, Mine'll always be better than yours we could go to a gun fight 'n No questions asked I leave you wetter than whores you's a veteran in this war-zone?...But I dont even see your platoon... Ya just an ego trip....and I think ya heads bout to pop like a balloon Runnin a punchline league...but couldnt drop one yourself if needed when it comes to rv rankings... .............Your crops in the winter, kid....YA NOT EVEN SEEDED! Where as my skill sprouts and grows.... your shits icey rivers cause ya got no flows! FOR REAL.. The outcome aint important, we all know the polls are rigged.... cause youll prolly end up winnin....but my verse is bein' sigged. |
mimesis has seen a mic before; he does audio.
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Last time I heard, He was trynna get somebodys old mic that they dont use no more, but hey, way tyo dick ride him drakel ^
s'all good tho, Peace :love: bumpin'... |
Bump...........
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Round 1 In Progress..
I know Stress....Ive been thru alot, And mims bearly even hot.. Soon as the temperature rises, he covers himself in sun block hmmm. this wasnt bad YOU ain't never seen a mic & An I Doubt your respected among the real All you do is Spit saliva in the face to try and make 'em feel na man. not feeling this at all. corney and weak. kinda fillerish Ya Fates Sealed...& Emcees turnin a blind eye 'cause ya rhymes lie When its your turn to pop a punch Everybodies wavin' bye-bye no not good. "pop a punch" and "bye bye"? .. how are you dissing him? they couldnt bare to be torturted wit'cha useless ramblin' I'ma be like clint eastwood and ask if you feel lucky gamblin not good. come on dude be creative. this just wasnt good punk!...goin line 4 for line with the greatest you better be a wild card soft as silicone, but determined to liveout the name 'n make ya style hard wtf. no. corney and just reaching for concepts basically You's a fraud! Talkin 'bout me all night, But I ain't losin no sleep Lets go to war and i'ma bet your life I wont be the one losin my peeps no. fillierish. this is just a threat. not a funny or creative one. therefore its weak and does nothing Im cruisin to beats, an Mims ridin' hard on that motorized scooter lucky we online, 'cause if ya step on my feet in the real I would shoot-ya no.. same as above. weak take that as a warnin shot,I'm heavy on the beef...But not obese hardcore wigger. workin a ''band'' is the only time ya strapped witta peice played and weak clap at ya teeth, flap them gums, i'm eatin all this cookies crumbs I'd say you was a hobo rhymer....But I dont wanna offend the bums :shoot: no.. these type of lines are done over and over. not good BITCH, You wanna go to a fight?...Theres not a ''blue brother'' in Sight..... Not a white flag in flight... Your so desperate you even start flyin a kyte no I started reading round 2. and I had to stop. it was basically the same no/no lines I been seeing, just with the 3 line style, almost as if a different person wrote it. but on the same level. weird. but whatever dude just elevate. this was a weak diss sorry for being harsh, just being honest |
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