>>>Ecklipse vs Ms.Dane<<<
 

first to 5 3-o ko
leave da crew outta dis
20 bar max
and of course no crew d/r votes


i'mma drop in like 20-30 mins

i'mma change da rules around..u can do crew diss but not many..and no 20 bar max..match what-eva i drop

keystled off da dome
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ecks like muslims, he dont want any part of me like my flows been laced with PORK..and u should drop a cartoon-ish verse cuz on da net it dont WORK/(cartton-network)
yo shyt is wack dat its too scary to read,so ur ghost-writer must be HAUNTED..if wackness wuz a crime u should of been killed by troops fo amerikas most WANTED/
prepare to get crushed cuz u droppin little LINES..like windows being secured by mini BLINDS..be on a look-out fo annilation when i land-MINES/(get-it)
bring yo whole crew cuz i like rippin niccaz all in one pack..yo click postin nuttin but bricks and still couldnt get signed to a CONTRACT/
yo punches softer den boxin with pillows,as i re-act like a angry RENEGADE..ecks get wet-up like tied-up snitches in da back of a hustler ESCALADE/

(time to drop a gem on him)

i'm properly strapped with ammo and heavy ARSENAL..so terminatin u in 60 seconds is more den POSSIBLE/
i catch u on da high-way trynna avoid my bullets with excellent vehicle MANEUVERS..but i still left yo ass slumped over ur car-seat in ur 1976 Mercury COUGAR/
my spttin flames chokin da throat of ecks till he give-up or fall DOWN..dis is like ike vs tina so da mods wouldnt be so pleased with a 2nd round/
dane gives yo ass herpes,gunna-rhea,and every other virus INFECTION..but u still wanna slide-in da puss with no kinda PROTECTION..i might give'ya a sampleso u can catch fatal ATTRACTION..and aint talkin bout sex, i'm talkin bout lethal lyrics fatal INJECTION/

count my bars and match dem

-1-

not bad ma...i'ma drop lemme do this

whilst crushin'~enemies, Eck's thrustin'~weaponry, dismember this hoe when i bust~wit'~energy...
you're fukked~and~severed~girl, you might aswell 'oppose yourself' 'coz you 'suck'~incredibly...
Eck implodes,~wrecks, bitch you can't protest the undeniable fact that my flow's~best...
it's only when this 'hoe's-dissin'', spittin' 'critical' blows that ya lines ain't so~bent...
Eck'll slit~this~weak~bitch, slice~ya~face, dice~ya~brains, easily this bitch~will~be~hit...


hoe, you'll regret battlin'~wit'~me, you'll end up beaten with a slice~in~ya~splene...
before Eck starts insitin'~a~scheme to twist ya spinal cord out to ninety~degrees...
ECK's sendin' systems into melt~down, Iron Mic, lyrically punchin' title belt~bouts...
'pointless' battlin' me, i'll wrap ya intestines round ya body, ya only 'wearin' yaself~out'...
Then i'm aimin'~tech~9s, shoot 'em thru' ya opticals at angles so they maim~this~pest's~spine...
i got abilities saved~on~X~files, 'burn the clothes' off ya back wit' my 'blazin'~'text~styles'
I'll smack~his bitches ass~wit' masses of massive javelins, smashin' glasses, bones fractured...
slashin'~eyeballs wit' shattered~lightbulbs, make ya swallow the fragments backwards...
ya fake~bitch, accept ya fate~danna, namely that Eck the genius decapitates~you...
i'm pushin' knives straight~through, ya rappin' 'bout soft dicks: somethin' you can relate~to???**


iight out this

WUN

UPPIN

NO NEED TO EXPLAIN...

ECK-LISPE MURDERED THIS SH*T...

STRAIGHT UP...

VOTE: ECK-LISPE

1-0, UPPIN

UPPIN

dun fucken sleep

UPPIN