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Nigma VS Roux
rules 15- 30 bars 3 vote ko 5 win spit before midnight no crew votes brah
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spit cha verse brah
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ok, check 1 2 12 , here goes
you lost touch with reality, now ya personality is an unwanted comodity// it's an oddity, why you choose to battle me, call me out so let me see memphis tenesee full of silly hillbillies// my text will get so cold make ya keyboard chilly quotin' HOVA like you think ya hard// everybody knows you a lyrical retard you probably gonna bite somone elses rhymes// you "clink" and you "clatter" like busted wind chimes like the episode where Gilligan get's sick of being teased// i break into the professors lab and make some LSD I peak freak and eat the skippers brains beat you with coconuts// as Mr Howell and "lovey" burn alive in their grass hut oh i'll kil again like gilligan ya shoulda left me be// like a postal clerk i'll go "beserk" next time you challenge me bust ya face up with verbs like punchin with brass knuckles// i hear your sobs but all you here is my maniacle chuckles my rhymes feel finer than two fat fucks at an "all u can eat' dinner// you're a beginner a sinner all i am is the winner you "small time" like miniture Rolex// with words that kill like poisoned prison decks burn down ya image like pyromania// pell back ya scalp and crack ya cranium i stay insane bring the pain you oughta stay away// like aids , sars and herpes i ruin ya goddamn day take you apart like a puzzle, fully loaded lyrical muzzle// ya brain is all buzzin cause cousin i know you guzzle my STRAIGHT EDGE is sharper than the sharpest swords// you brought a knife and a gun all i need is these words. |
nigga break ya face in two places and lay// across the concret let maranet and decay
as i smoke you dogg wit the shit im gonna say// im a own ya dog go ask mj// nothin ta see here folks this nigga got spary// did think you would pay// but im law ranger ta day// im a beat ya ass like a slave// whats ya name tobey (TOBEYYYYYY) shit half the shit i say// man it just fa play// you taken me to serious it just a game// but i drop fade aways across your throat// in way// seven knifes do the trick// take ya life away// nigga i lock the flow like a stream im great//if i had two cent for every time you said// your not hard// man i'd buy spot// nigga knockin you inta subbmission//knockin you out wit dishes// this is abuse wit work// quick listen// no need fa punch my game is just all spit// i'd confuse you wit one line// they mistake you for lunatic//tongue all out cha mouth what i got ta say i got ta path the way for the hottes day// gotta make it clear so yall say hes great// your not mad that i won the game// you mad that i hid it away// now you can find it// like 3 mices that have been blind// im killin you dog theres like 8 of me we have you surrounded// now you say the same shit he was kickin n spitin// i think you found ya twin// make some kin// no rubber just jezz on in// you motha fuckas think that cause i play around that i aint gonna lock it down lock you down fa now// punch i dont got but the word play makes me proud// i aint got much ta say nigga gets go away// you all in my face throwin them punch like you gay// no balls suck on tit make prank phones calls// that like a high ta you// like flown in methanal rain clouds// so im bout ta say and im glad ta be dont care bout this verse i could lose everyway// nigga i dont give a fuck man FAKER cause my MC is great |
uppin fa vote yo i dont real care man just sayin whats on my mind it all good
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uppin
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uppin 4 votes
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ima give it to roux good punchlines good flow,
close but vote=roux |
yo still uppin
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DaNigma took this shit
Vote: DaNigma |
that's some dick ridin, no explaination shit. oh well ^^
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tru no dick rydin i forgot that rule mybad roux
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it's all good baby
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^^^ damn sleepin again
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sorry fo interrupting.. but Nigam: check ur pm dawg..
i'll vote later.. good battle |
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