Week 9 (2-0) Onslaught Vs (2-0) Acidic
 

30 LINES MAX


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VERSES DUE FRIDAY MIDNIGHT::


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Signing in

I’m going to come quick and raw, and walk away with another win, even if he signs in or not...

ACIDIC must be #1 ACID, well I rock with #12 BASS (Base)/
Solute your abilities, with 11 between us, put you back in your place/
And your avatar is correct as most are, cause, you’re going home/ (Cartman: Screw you guys, I’m going home)
And believe me son, delivering babies head first, be the only way you’re catching dome/
Probably rock hemp-clothing, cause I’d smoke this cat in his City/
Rolling around in his streets, be the only way this cat’s rolling in Phillies/(Philly)
You know this dumbass is a liar, his win records a joke/
Probably got confused and wrote down the # of times he’s been addicted to coke/ (39,440)
Acidic couldn’t drop with his lines, if he had a reel and a caster/
Come on now, this whore is in a crew with Master Blaster…

Stops for a second
Yeah? Mmhmm… No, that is my punch… he’s in a fucking crew with Master Blaster… yeah it is funny isn’t it?
Starts again

Could shag, Fat bastard, and Austin Powers, he still couldn’t be Spy-In (spying)/
Hardest punch he’s ever thrown, was a frozen can of Hawaiian/
This kid gets drunk off of his own shyt, like Irish Barkeeps/ (Gets drunk off his own raps)
See him dick-ridin his homeboys, talkin bout they go way back like car seats/
This kid could “Force” his “Punches” with “Tele” kinetics/
I’d “Maul” his “Phone lines”, so he still couldn’t “connect it”/
This kid only gets replies of “hard” when he spells it wrong in Microsoft Word/
Prolly claims he satisfies pussy, cuz he pet his cat and it Purred/
This cat only spits sick, when he throws up his quality 3-Malt/
Prolly post a Blank Reply, then bitch about it’s D’s Fault/ (Default)
What the fuck is you thinkin dog I could beat you with a Verse full of Acronyms see/
W-T-F, you make me L-O-L, you’ll have to B-R-B, go A-F-K, cause my lyrics make your mom go O-M-G/
This kid is missin ingredients, that make his name, like Coca-Cola/
Cause his flows ain’t acid, skills ain’t godly, old as shyt, like an Ausie using a Bola/
I spit like Mylanta, Spit like Tums, Spit like Pepcid Ac/
I reduce acid, in every form, for some reason Acid always wants to get inside me/(homo)
Dickridin Self, keeps Self’s post in the middle of his screen, cause Acidic is self-centered/
Prolly types his lyrics on a jpeg using Text Tool, cause he wants his lyrics to be Graphically Rendered/
Couldn’t spit Graphic-ally, Metaphoric-ally or verb-ally if he Allied with words/
And couldn’t elevate his lyrics, if he tied his notepad to a bird/

That 30 already? Damn I wanted to keep going  Oh well, looks like I get another win, this cat prolly gonna no show like Sun did after I Soned him.

Walks away

yo checkin in ima post tommarrow

yo ima have to forfiet tis match due to tha fact tat im not goin to be on for a few days i might have to cancel tha next weeks battle im lettin u kno tis so i wont be duckin or hidin aight but if i can get to a comp durin tis week tis post will be obsolete

Damn feel bad for Onslaught, he wasted his verse....damn shame.

yo tight verse onslaught but since im back i aint forfietin tis battle

ok
u betta be prepared for a verbal onslaught//
tat can only be comin from my acidic thought//
ur bein takin into tha house of slaughters//
watchin me rape ur four daughters//
tey can only struggle for so long//
just like ur dog was tryin to yelp and run wen u tried to rape it wit ur tiny shlong//
now try to digest tis acidic heart burn//
makes ur insides do a complete turn//
now u got trouble tryin to keep a steady pulse and a steady flow//
now how can u rock steady wen ur against my perpetual glow//
u cant cause ur to buzy spitten false claims and tryin to be insured//
u went to healin spring to be healed but u body wasnt pured//
u came home all torn and bruised and notin could help ur problems//
and u try to keep it clean on ur albums//
but life is hard and it aint crisp//
so let me help ur lisp//
cause my style is to raw for u to handle so stand against tha wall//
man u say ur big but ur actually 4 foot tall//
but ur bringin beef just a tad to small for a man of my status//
u thought u had tis//
but ur wrong wit tat//
so tell me how it tatses wen im swingin my louiesville bat//

and acidic is 2-0 in llbl.. did he have two no shows because that verse was so simple a dog could've wrote it.. only thing i could mention was multis and even they weren't strong... onslaught was wack aswell. he had wordplay which was weak and dumb but he still had wordplay. his punches had no meaning so they couldn't hit hard. and once again the llbl has produced a wack as fuck battle. judging on the fact that onslaught had soem type of wordplay and can spell he can have my vote

bad battle

vote - onslaught

Onslaught...
Not bad. Some clever lines, but not too much that was really hard. An enjoyable read though. The Cartman line was decent, but could have been worded better. My favorite line was...

I spit like Mylanta, Spit like Tums, Spit like Pepcid Ac/
I reduce acid, in every form, for some reason Acid always wants to get inside me
lol

Acidic...
Very little wordplay. Could have been keyed in, could just have been bad. Nothing eye catching.

tey can only struggle for so long//
just like ur dog was tryin to yelp and run wen u tried to rape it wit ur tiny shlong
That made me laugh, but it wasn't really that good. I just thought it was amusing.

Vote: Onslaught for a more complex verse.

Peace

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ONSLAUGHT WINS
 

ONSLAUGHT- 3-0



ACIDIC- 2-1