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Plutonium vs Mistic-Rogue
To everyone: i'm suppose to be retired, but i promised my friend and classmate mistic a battle, he say he'll eat my ass up, well, who knows? we'll just see....
Battle Rules: 30 Lines No Crew Votes No Recycling No Biting No Dick Riding No Dropping Your Nuts No asking Mc Dirty Milez to help you(you know who he is) No Bullshit Break any rules, I'll smash you when we go to Korean Boy's house Good Luck! Minimum posts to vote: 20 Check in by: 09-21-04 at 04:24 AM Must drop verse in 7200 minutes after check in. Old battle closed win |
this should be a good battle..........................
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Mistic-Rogue has ACCEPTED this battle on 09-17-04 01:03 AM.
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yeah sweet as the mr plutonium, i have accepted, you ready to loose dawg!
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^^^^^hahaha, you crack me up Mr Rogue.............i've improve a lot more than you think I did, anyways, kung fu is wayyyyyyy meaner than tae kwon do so watch your back!!!
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Plutonium has ACCEPTED this battle on 09-17-04 08:14 PM.
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alright pluto, good luck man, if you win, well done. if i win..even better. i will drop my verse at 10 oclock on sunday night ok. GOOD LUCK!
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I'll drop my....before the due date, thats good enough
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alright sweet then before the due date, sounds reasonable, just gives me more time to think up some ill as shit!!
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took some time to do this.....never doing 30 line again!
your mystical conducts roguish...cause your future's not so bright// you can get "brainwaves"...& still can't rap under "positive light"// this kid's structure's crooked like it's wrapped by a cyclone// control the matrix...but still can't "kill two birds with one stone"//1 i use reverse psychology and cloud over your feeble thoughts// synchronize IP number...and claim you scheming dick riding plots// we know you screw up punches...cause this kid "counter-strikes"// your punch are debilitated...the ice cube is all it tasted like// Kid thinking that he's ill…like he has brought up some disease// I wish you'd give your best shot, cause I know you aim to pleads//(please) I know you got desire to flow…but all you would get is cream// Believe me…cause nightmares are more impressive than dreams// watch me split your punches through both sides of the train rails// his wack delivery postpones more excessively than snail mails// your chances of defeat spreads infinitely, your career never had entity// you can perform spell check, you'd still end up in correctional facility// I torture my punches so it'd mourned you worse than the apacalypse// to mesmerize you to choke I'd shove a scalpel down your esophagus// I manipulate this game...cause the voters all apotheosize me// you can't "Mac Big" even if you are "lovin it" and "supersize thee"// I pump steriods to your cardio, and proclaim that you cheated// inject silicon to your blood vessels and I'll leave you defeated// you lack multies, wordplay and your punches lacks suffix// we'll know you "dropped shit" when i rebuild your vermiform appendix// I never miss because I aim to please like I'm Lara Croft// he punches with "megabyte" cause his punches are "Microsoft"// give you no mercy, I was friendly at first when I was on your side// but now I leave you used...like plants exhaling carbon dioxide// Got smilies shooting his own name…I'll ensure the trauma stains//2 Kid has got nothing to gain…cause believe me, this kid's shit for brains!!!// 1. check avatar 2. check his sig |
Alright here goes plutonium, good luck dawg!!
aight, yo yo.... Raping is like war, you have to diploy stratagy// Barracade your defences, yet attack with quality// You call yourself Plutonium, yet you lack explosive power// You should call youself petrol, or maybe gun powder// Ill inject reddeline into your veins, to keep your mind stable// Then ill break your back bone, and leave you completely disabled// I drop my verses like metorites drop from the sky// As soon as you challenged me to this battle, you were kissing you ass good bye// You think you can win having strong believes in optimisn// Yet i think i can win, having tricky punches and racism// Ill bring you to the police station, for some intense interrogation// But you still fear that ill kill you, when they put you on probation// Im made up of all the elements of the periodic table// Ill overload your brain, and make your blood pressure unstable// Take cover and watch while my anger detonates// It dont matter where you hide, the shockwave will still penertrate// If you push me to far i may reach dynamic fusion// Then ill cut you so fast that you'll think it was just and illusion// Your raps are like hypnosis, they put people to sleep// you challenges me to this battle, yet now your in retreat// When you rap your barbaric, while i stay civilized// Your carrer is hanging by a thread, thiner than an asians eyes// You need and orthopedic, to cure ALL your diformaties// Beating this repulsive feeble wimp, is an absolute prority// Ill say the words "YOUR A LOSER" and add an exclamation// Sorry pluto, didnt mean to shout it out, but its a neccasary proclimation// Ill like up like a match, and burn you like acid// Block all your punches, and foil your tactics// This may be my first ever battle, but im keeping my composure// Creating ill as rymes, and letting you be the first to exspossure// yo..... |
hey man yo, i just read your shit and man......"he punches with "megabyte" cause his punches are "Microsoft"........fuck...."you need to teach me how to freestyle, lol...that shit was hard as man well done, i think you won this but lets see waht the votes think. good match
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yo lets got some votes in here aye!!! upiin for votes!
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uppin for some votes..................................
mistic be paitient, some battle takes months to finish |
sweet as then, shot pluto your shit was ill, MONTHS!!!! WTF
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