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THE REAL BATTLE Realest Rap Vs. Lynx23
Ok Imma spit in a minute just check in ill go first
Rules: No prewritten No D/R No stealing Me first Check in |
Also its 30 lines each
Also its 30 lines each Also its 30 lines each Also its 30 lines each Also its 30 lines each Also its 30 lines each Also its 30 lines each Also its 30 lines each |
I WRECK on this chump, polluting his brain with violent flames//
He can't mantain the strain I'm putting on his main frame// He's a lame brain, thinks he beat me so now he's off the chain// I could have made any of them kids suffer at the reach of my reign// Blood gets slain, when this fake rapper fails to deliver// Wreckin gets checked with a glock, then gets de-livered// Rip his guts and all, watch him violently fall face first// It's no worst, I'll go first, and still demolish your verse// Drop a curse or two, I hope you know nobody is feeling you// That's why you feeling blue, Cuz everyone knows you ain't really true// Your a fake ass rapper, you ain't got shit on your dick// My name is an anthem, yours compares to fuckin sticks// Lays on the ground and gets kicked, ya ain't worth shit// I'll leave you face down in a puddle of your own blood you bitch// Go head and order a death certificate in the mail and fill it out// I'll have you unable to battle like the bullet's shells killed your mouth// It's real in the south, you need to adjust your verbs and nouns alike// I just realized, you and Steve Urkel sound alike// I drown the mic, watch it flood your lungs after I spit// I'll rattle this shit, just to shake and shatter you bitch// I'll shatter your wrists, you can't fuck with someone ill like me// I'll have you suffering defeats so horrible they wouldn't appear in your dreams// Maybe a nightmare, I'll put this mic and burn you right there// You battlin me is like a cheetah racing a white hare// Your merely a deceptive form of an emcee that can't cut it// So you throw multi's in so it looks like you more than nothin// But thats all you amount to, give up and live by ya rep// The weapon is kept, I'll leave chunks missing from your flesh// Now Imma leave it up to the boards to vote and finish the rest// This is like a test, except Im Realest-Rap the best// Hit your verse Im waiting |
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You don't pull dog, you gay and you gatless/
Cuz we all kno the only flames see is when u playin with matches/ You'll prolly open for me, im main eventing the tour/ The point of my verse is to kill u, whats the main intention of yours/ I don't need to continue, i crushed u with my last line/ Its like im fresh pushin' the court, and your pushing for half time/ Cuz im ready 4 war, Bandana'd, vest up/ Ready to unload on you ... like a U-P-S truck/ Your not on my level, not close to being the best dog/ Cuz i kno your not pulling, the only thing u squeezing is stress balls/ I talk what i kno, and i kno my flows heavey at times/ Like i came to kill, and your not even ready to fight/ Its like your stuck outside the club....heres the reason im already inside/ I've been waiting for this beef, i got forks, and im ready with knives/ Your a nobody, i was born already a star/ And its like your flows so no weight, you need some heavier bars/ ANd i don't need to bring u death, you never were live/ Its like im living in florida, and im spitting hotter then the weather outside/ You kill rappers? i'll supply you the burretta's to try/ You say you got a flow, my shits a fountain itself/ You say im deceptive? its clear your only doubtin yourself/ If your words speak anthems, Mines is nationally felt/ Battling a rookie, bet you thought i wouldn't be worth ya time/ Now the tables have turned, its like your not even worth my rhymes/ Cuz your the type to keep pushing my patience/ You carry sticks, I got auto's with custom specifications/ Cuz i won't drop, till i've hit 100 like sossa/ And these slugs'll burn in ya stumache like olsures/ I don't really have a reason to live/ So when i release from my wrist, 16 bullets will squeeze in your ribs/ L.M.S. ......holla at cha boy...young lynx |
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Realest-Raps came with nice multies and a great flow with transitions and some ok punches....But Lynx23 came with some multies too and a decent flow but with harder punches and metas...Punches win battles so I'mma have to go with Lynx23 on this, no hate....
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Lol ^^
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stop uppin dawg,i wanna battle u next! i will beat either of ur bitch asses vote=lynx23 but good battle
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damn I wish i could vote on this battle
both o yalls brought some serious fire but damn i cant so i gotta sit back |
uppin .
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