RapVerse.com Community - Semi Finals: Socrates Vs Omen

WELL I gave y'all what u wanted... u wanted punches rite??? aight word lol...

here it is... good luck sock....

top track... vs sock...

tell me watchall think, i tried a few different things on this one...

lyrics:
no STRINGS ATTATCHED i dont play with SOC PUPPETS/
im not bluffin FUCKIN HERBS ima leave this CROP DUSTED/
i shine hard behind bars ten times outta a dime/
mah lines PUNCH OUT like TIME CARDS/
ya ass'll be dealt with after battle you'll melt/
ill get MEDIVAL ON THAT ASS LIKE A CHASITY BELT/
pass me tha el ya similar ya ashin ya self/
actualy im HOLDIN FLAME like a BASKET IN HELL/
ill leave ya dome blasted im known to be savage/
heres a BRUSH WITH DEATH, ill putta COMB IN YA CASKET/
ill leave ya face rocked like stonehenge its ownage/
comin BIG OFF THA TOP just like A CONE HEAD/
ill check ya later, catch rec when i bless tha papar/
setcha remainders UNDA COVAZ like INVESTIGATAZ/
n bet, ill breath fire leave ya sector flamin/
heads are bangin the best of tha vets im rated/
debated as fresh to death, DRAW!/
ya FADIN when ya SHAKE like an ETCH A SKETCH
ill CUTCHA LUNGS OUTCHA CHEST, TOSS EM now CATCH YA BREATH/
fuck it ill leave ya set a mess/
best send em out a SOS ill letcha rest/
whats next, got n e questions? yes/
zip ya lips!, you dont needa askit/
ill LACE you widda STITCHEd TOUNGE like REEBOK CLASSIKS/

asap! ima put va on tha map/
but first, ima show yah how to take out tha trash/
fuck his name but we came to put this lame in a bag/
make sure to tie it tight theres no escapein he'll gag/
suffocatin a fag theres no mistakin it cat/
put em on tha curb! and ina day he'll be snagged/
by tha garbage man on tha day that he'll pass/
thru ya neighbor hood n take em on back...
hey! now maybe he'll stay away from tha track/
i said maybe in fact, but baby im back n IMONA ROLL/
BUTTER ME UP baby cuz im outta control/
ya WASHED UP n tha SHOWER IS COLD/
man ya kinda like a TOWEL YA FOLD!/
i SOLD POWDER N SNOW, so how do i know/
to get tha WHITE OUT on ya name now bow to my throne/
i, spit fire like bowser ya know im powerfull /
im tha one that made tha towers go over!/
cuz im fly like 747s bound to get blown/
bound to get blown , bound to get blown bound to GET BLOWN/
like snoop n ferrel, im loopey as hell tryna get a qp to sell/
dude, ya mic CHECK got LOSED in tha MAIL/
dude is just frail, im HOTTA THAN LUCIFERS CHAIR/
ill burn ya BOTTOM UP, n just to be fair/
ya facin a HEAVY WEIGHT im breathin JUPITERS AIR/
take a look in tha mirror, ya goofy is it news to ya ear?/
heres a noose tie it tight n jump loose in the air!/