Dont Know If Can Go In Here
verse against koncepts if i cant put it in here sorry just delete it i just need help because its my first battle i had so yea
(have to resound the quality though) http://www.soundclick.com/bands/4/metaphysikmusic.htm Undone tests like let me finish, scab ya face, just like a blemish// Ripped out appendix, can not bend it, gat take ya life, then jus end it// Not on my level, comprehend this, keys are bliss, smash ya fists// Killed your instinks like drowning in piss, kids not missed// Like gun down Iraqi soldiers, disposed of quick, kon suck dick// Dudes not sick, only time you spit tight verses, is eatin p-no clit// Call 800 for dates like your meeting a dateline, break ya spine// This bitch is mine, kon spits ass flow like ya avvy, your dull, do not shine// Like autographing pavement the way you street sign, life declined// Scrabble ya name ya "hoe", like blocked in monopoly, do not pass go// Bitch cant flow, like the opposite of yes Ill let this nigga no// Where Im coming from like Im nuttin on toes, this kid blows// You couldnt C hot flows like the middle of your name man so just quit// Divide your head like split, I commit, a sin every time I spit, so legit// Kons verse couldnt touchdown if he fingered a clit// Got murdered in your last battle, just give it up and quit, you submit// Wack shit you key up, you suck, blaming your bad verses on your mic, wtf// Good luck, youll need it to beat me like Rodney in baseball, so duck// Couldnt make sense if you changed a dollar, holla, back when the gat, pop your collar// End this kids destiny like child, untamed im wild, make your neck happy, smile// Kon has no clue, like mtv thats sued, for playing wack songs like glue, your wack crew// Inspire inspired me to merk this herb in audio then change his left side, the number 2// Hot lines, remember that because you bit that, scrabble ya pleads like mix tracks// Makin you lean back, from the gat, making your blood splat, saved by the bell like Zack// Glue your body to letters so you can stick to posting, your dirt, I bet you hurt// From my punches hitting your face, blood has squirt, on your shirt// Kon will feel this, not talking about touching my verse, in need of nurse// Leave you rolling deep underground in a black hearse, prepare for worse/ His avvy had jay z and a ass in it His crew is killa instinks He loss his audio battle Middle of concept is c He was accused of biting a line Change his 2 losses Kon has no clue....dj clue P no clit....porno You can spell hoe out of coherence |
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