mistah_tate vs Rambo
 

Battle Rules:

6 - UNLIMITED Lines
No Crew Votes
No Recycling
No Biting

Minimum posts to vote: 150

Check in by: 11-30-04 at 09:09 PM

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Rambo has ACCEPTED this battle on 11-30-04 07:10 PM.

Rambo has ACCEPTED this battle on 11-30-04 07:11 PM.

I seen tha light of day this nigga is bout to feel dismay/
You walk around in pink like Cam'Ron ya'll both GAY//
I eat up niggas like you spit you out and then shit on you/
Turn around from tha back be like Chappelle and piss on you//
You ever see tha movie scream when tha guy puts on a mask/
Chase tha white chick around and then killz her ass//
Thats me and you im tha masked guy and your tha white kid/
You be Tupac and I'll get you shot up just like Suge Knight did//
You should be like Mase so change ya name to Pator Tate/
I heard about ya situation u nastier than Nate//
If anybody fuck wit chu they gon make tha name bitch/
Cause i kno your bestfriends are cops cause you a snitch//
I'll tell it to you now leave tha rap game yo/
Cause you a lousy peace of shit fuckin lame hoe//

Yo look, watch, and listen as i dismiss this bitch with precision
Rambo just accepted a suicidal mission, time to put him outta commission
The name says it all, ya entire persona is bitten like a leg of fried chicken
Its dinnertime and this herb on my plate looks absolutely finger lickin
Your cockiness makes me ask, "who the fuck do you think you are?"
Then I remember, your rambo, a fuckin lame ass 80s action movie star
Its only natural that you name yourself after the man for who you obsess
You try to be just like him, so i'm sure you go home and caress
Your little model action figure to make yourself feel better
But you get no sympathy here, you just get shredded like sharp cheddar
I'll make sure that failure hits your heart like your name was John Ritter*
I'm a hard hitter, knockin the flavor out ya mouth so this loss taste bitter
Just become a quitter, cuz you only a kid and RV aint got no fuckin babysitter
And I could continue to wind this rhyme scheme down like a fat bitches zipper
But i'll switch it up, the exhaustion from the verse got u breathin in hiccups
I laid you to sleep off that same shit that desperate men put in club cups