RapVerse.com Community - B-girl BaLi (aka Twenty6) vs PreCyce Politx *no votes jus showin my skills*

Quote:

Originally posted by Twenty6
My first verse

Your fake like the"Politix" you speak, your lines are weak/
Cyce's nonexistant punches i eat like meat/
Im carnivorous lookin 4 the kill, with ease this fake MC's blood I spill/
My rhymes are potent impregnating you with raw lyrics like a hoe w/o the PILL/
Rhymin for 12 years and still flowin whack/
Fumbling over words like a heart durrin ATTACK/
The only way your rhymes would be sweet would be spittin after eatin confections/
But even then you cant beat my well said lines murderin yo childish conjections/
Like a jigalo lookin to get payed for "givin" affections/
You throwin up lines to anyone who will listen/
Got all these bd.com heads thinkin you tha best/
But like a cheap hoe My lines bout to get you UNDRESSED/
People say im Possesed but its you that just got owned/
tryin to borrow bars an regurgetating other Mc's lines on loan/

His first verse

Precyce hotta than most/
spit a sixteen like I'm poppin the toast/
lyrically empty clips to body your post/
I drop a jewel in every verse I spit fuck your ice/
You say I fumble over words but you still can't fu-fu-fuck with cyce/
you impregnate me? Chick please you need to stop/
cause if you got the equipment to do that then what does that say about j-roc?/*
Trust me shorty any track you got I'll rip/
Jealous of me throwing up lines cause you struggle just to spit/
You say I'm a jigalo getting paid for giving affections/
which reminds me, you still owe me for that last injection/
you know the routine shorty 3 C-notes per erection/
and this is the only way you could ever fuck with perfection/

*jroc is a moderator on the forum.. an cyce knew that we were dating at the time

MY second verse

Payin 4 shit bitch please, i get it for free/
Gully, u kno how i be: sickest chick flamin MCs/
killin ya in ya sleep so tha shit'll be painless/
u say im ill, hangin round me cuz ya think its contagious/
Lets face this,I dont need equipment to knock ya up/
delayed dont care ur excuse*;sounds like ya chickin "Cluck Cluck"/
lockin ya upin tha trunk jus like ya "man" lock down*/
beat his meat cuz thats all u can pound/
step to tha mound an ya in a million pieces like grounds*
tightly wound,callin me a dude,dont be mad i got faster "balls" than u/
sick, bringin tha illness like SARS small pox n tha flu/
i thought u knew, u cant mess with the best u bout to get undressed/
"but i contest" no one give a fuck bout tha temp* so y u stress?/
caught on this, ill rhymes by a dime
got ya beggin an pleadin to hear em "one more time"
my lines sweet like candy call me almond joy
cuz im a GROWN UP an u still playin wit toys
not to mention these 10 yearold boys thinkin they men/
still havent figure out how to work paper an pen/
u want it again? still gettin ripped like tha first
cuz im tha fuckin best an u a lil better than tha worst!

* it took him like 2 weeks to respond...
* razorbrain's aKA (cyce an razor r best friends)
*double meaning grounds meanin ground balls... an grounds meanin cofee grounds
*Precyce is hotta than most

his second verse not that it matters

Let me bring to you simple and plain/
don't let these breakdance cats have you thinking that you spittin them flames/
and end up getting scorched when you enter the game/
cause you could never be precyce even if you was sick with the aim/
my metaphors will have your body riddled with pain/
while you sit and explain to the readers why you mentioned his name/
"lockin ya upin tha trunk jus like ya "man" lock down*"/
only thing locked in the trunk is the heat after I pop rounds/
You say you bring the illness like SARS, small pox and the flu/
You could catch all three and I'd still be sicker than you/
You could claim you the best and I'm a lil better than the worst/
But I think fans will see different once my lyrics disperse/
so put your rhyme pad back in your purse/
a word of advice: its not hot if you gotta explain why its in the verse/