deuce-dub vs shake-spear
 

Battle Rules:

6 - UNLIMITED Lines
No Crew Votes
No Recycling
No Biting

Minimum posts to vote: 20

Check in by: 08-30-04 at 04:27 PM

Must drop verse in 15 minutes after check in.

deuce-dub has ACCEPTED this battle on 08-30-04 04:06 PM.

shake-spear has ACCEPTED this battle on 08-30-04 04:17 PM.

ok...........................im reloaded:

battlin me's likin sellin ya soul-to-the-devil. y do des newbies choose-to-lose/
im hot as hell and u aint holdin-da-kettle, so come up off ya soul like ya shoes-is-loose/
got poeple thinkin who-is-deuce and i hate ta break the news-to-u/
i know its new-to-u but ya verse is tiring and if ya snooze-ya-lose/
im abusin-deuce he make poeple sick like gay couples-do/
i could clone dis herb and he still wouldnt get a "dub"le you/(W)
he said he gon slaughter me but still wouldnt know beef if he herds-cattle/
y u call me out who in there right mind would wanna lose there first-battle/
i got words-that'll make dis herb-rattle got deuce mad dat i dissed-him/
after u spit ya verse ya battle record gon look jus like da systems/
dis dude think hes slick he was a no show jus so he could read-my-verse/
pm'n me sayin copy n paste it in a new thread but NOPE ima beat-him-worst/
copy and paste his verse on my dick and make him eat-his-words//
how u gon try to cheat da system i cant believe-dis-herb/
he must think he got me beat he saw my verse and hes still spittin/
well listen ur in trouble-still merked u twice dis should count as a double-kill/



explain:
when u accept a battle its a post by the system and for some reason it say the systems record is 0-1 lol i thought it was funny that somone went against the system.

dis dude challenged me and said set it up then after i spit my verse he was a no show then he pm'd me sayin set it up again and use the same verse jus copy paste it
but fuck it

anyways i think the rest of the verse is self explained.

spit at me kid, yo im more in tune, to make hits like a make-shift warren moon/
who do you think you are...mr. bigstuff, ya big mouth is gonna look south on dis nig "tuft"/
I'll end ya career wit my knife and my gun, go home, give a kiss to your wife and my son/
I seen ya raps, big loser hearin the "bell tone" (k.o.), you need heart wit them "weak bars" like cellphones/
you aint a rapper, you a clown, yo text is "funny", comin wit them light punches like anorexic honies/
I aint nobody to fuck wit, so halt ya voice, you the rap alter boy makin noise when you suck dick/