RapVerse.com Community - J.K.O v.s ILLunatic *Hardcore*

This Is Goin Ta Be 1 Sided

H4iKU Starts The Mahem

Stop While You Can, U Know Ur UnderDog When We Got The Upperhand...
Cmon Em!, U Know We Kewl, ....But I Cant Be Your Superman...
Not Saving You...U Bomb Text Anyway So Consider Your Verse Blown..
This Match Is BEAT, Imagine Other Verses Below Cuz This Verse Sets The TONE...
....What U Know?...Your Ip Is Sold.... Already Hanging By The Brink...
All Your Verses Stoled,... Like What They Say U Just As Good As The Weakest Link...
Cmon and Try? Test My Patients Son....Your J. O. K. I. N. G Right'?
....We Havnt See So Many Shots To The Face Since "Trapped" With Kobe Tai...
No Need For Other Emcees....We Already Know Whats In Show....
Id Pink SLip Ur Whole Battle Thread.... This Verse Alone...

Lil Brick005 Returns For A Kill

J.K.O is the type to release an album and have the whole thing flop//
ILL got this battle "in the bag" like the "Grinch trying to steal Hip Hop"//
This dude only "eats south" like New Yorkers that only dine in Miami//
J.K.O is literally a pussy, on Halloween he dresses as a cat and wears more make up than celebrities with zits on the same night that they have to go to the Grammy's//
This dude is completely a fake and he can't stop lies//
This motherfucker "chocks his chicken" more than "fat people eating drum sticks at Popeye's"//
Brick is about to "run a train" on your ass like Kobe and R. Kelly teaming up on your sister//
I "wood (would) like to lyrically rape you longer, but I might get a "blister"//
When this battle is over, I wont be able to shake your hand//
Even though this is America, I leave no remains of emcee's cause im greedy like Uncle Sam//

Shock Tha World's Turn
Moments....
Ricochet |Rapid Eye-Movements|., Ya Skills |Left Blurred|..Ya |Lines Come With A Cure| Like |Cancer Pamphlets|…, I’ll Be |Taking J.k.O life| Within Moments (damn, t.k.o) j.k.o ?
…|Secure This Immature| Kid Like |Foster Homes|, What This Bitch Endures.. |j.k.o| Be Like Like *Magic’s Will*, It’s a |Dead Giveaway| I’m Iller With Scriptures.. Rip Thru Ya Liver..After This Beating, I’ll Leave Ya |Coverin Ya Face| More Than |Cold Winters| ..
Left You To |Cover Ya Pores With Kleenex| And Unravel Ya |Skin Tissue|.. But Here’s The Issue, I’ll |Mark My Words On You| Like |Footnotes On j/k/o As Tatoos| (whoa)
…Fuck Ya Crew, Half Of em Will Be Ko’d By Me .. , plague, or silk?, When I Said we *Have Beef* U wanted some of my *Tasty Meat*...|Bonapette|?, The Way I'm *Fuckin up this Midget Cats* Would Think, I |Bone a Petite|..

(Lets Pick It Up A Little)

Embrace Darkness...
Seize Ya Life By Grippin’ It By The Handle And Stab You With The Fuckin’ Knife..lets see if You Accused Me Of *dickridin*, Right?, but look I'll Rip Pupils Out Of His Site As I Fight The Life Outta Him Like Death..This Fags Alwayz Tense With Royal Bullets That'll Fill A Prince Full Of Lead...A *Jerkoff*,..So shOck |Wraps His Taste Buds Around His Hands| Just To |Beats Some Sense In His Head| (go whack off, think about it)
I’m Healthy More Than Fit Wit The Rhymes..Put Asses To Ya Verses Take A Shit On Each Line.. Get Hit Wit The 9.. shock Gon Rip |Through Yo Hand Tissues| Wit A *Calculator* And Make Ya |Get A Grip On The Times|...(its over)
Stretchin his mind'? my spits be yo dreams!!...While A Good Verse From J.k.o Like *plague*... Both |At This Site Never Be Seen|.....(lmao,Go home)

Officially shocked!
Sincerely,
shock tha world.

Restricted Steps Up

j.k.o be "J.erkin K.ids O.ver again/me and my boy makin ill 2 ur disturbed brain/
J K O with his confidentail sesintivity/publicity gets him goin/but black u out faster then lost
electricity/
fizzle ur top,and shut u down even ur clock-stop/Rb should ban u cuz u ezily mock-flop/
couldnt find spits if u browsed 2pacs confidentials/suckin dick is ur only workin essential/
confirmed that even ur dick is germed/(herpies)even ur bf cried and squermed/(raped him)
mute bastards who like u jerk while in pursuit, of fuckin the lil boy with a pink suit/(homo)

J.K.O eternal madness sayin yes,but endin u soon my fist readin NO/
ILLunatic and restricted rippin fanatic and crazy inflicted/
R slitin j's skin with rusty razor/fondlin pubic hairz like cowz grazin/
diliburatly and instantly puchins cripple/open mouth'd leave u staird like ur boyfriend flaird on
ur moms nipple/
information I TARED my spit cuz so many ppl comin at u j.k.o better be scared/
our fam..comin at u all at once/and only ur cunts, will be like midgets after ur small nuts/

finishin j.k.o off with punches hardcore/scar'd-more,cloths tore, from kickin ur ass alover
rapbattles floor/hasty, but u still feedin off my lines lickin ur lipz like tasty/
subject,that even callin a brother collect, with show u a cheap D.R REJECT/ cuz u couldnt speak
out if u had eject/
naturally kickin herbz to the curbz batterd/shatterd memories endin my punches like rocky movies
slowin each one down 2 watch the blood be splatterd/

To Keep It Real You Alway Have To Have *Sureal*

Kid's A Loner, On A Solo-Track, He's Still Losing The Race..
Slow Flow, Go To New Mexico, Still Can't Pick Up The Pace..
I'm Killing This Kid, Using Lines About Salsa And Nacho's..
Trying To Boil Rip Tides, But Still Aint Close To Hot Flows..
J.K.O? Like Jesus On A Clock. Time For Your Name's Repentance..
Like Girls In Jail, Periods Are At The End Of The Sentence..

Sick Sickly Returns For A Couple Lines

we know you're a faggot, you stay-boy-dancin.......
and you couldn't "hang wit girls" bungy jumpin at the play-boy-mansion.....
so i'm splittin-this-artist.........rippin-ya-heart-bitch....
and you couldnt "be cool" if "you wanted to live-in-the-artic".......
beat me, you better try-again.......you love the style, jko will die-a-fan.....
and worthless.......this kids career is stuck on the web like spider-man....
this hoes-mush.......get blown-tough......
and it's kinda sad...how jko got his bones-crushed....
ya spot-is-not-that-great.......ya hot?-not-today....
and it's like old school 1 on 1 how you lost-to-dr-j......

Real_1_Skiddles Steps To The Mic

I'll stretch J.K.O. like hot plastic elastics/
My rhymes fantastic your response'll be drastic/
I don't rap straight in a line I rap erratic/
This verse is a lyrical murder, very dramatic//
You said bring it so I came to serve the first verse/
After my rhymes are dropped you'll leave in a hearse/
With 'rhymes' I'll snatch your 'keys' from your purse/
You see my crew coming you start running in yo Converse//
My tactics'll beat you even at tic-tac-toe/
With my mouth shut I could put on a better show/
You be-low par, with the low score, what'd ya show for?/
Reppin for the T.I.C., you best keep layin low//
I came, and you saw me conquer the boards/
My rhymes attack like some Genghis hordes/
My re-wards be ladies lacking in lords//
I'm bored, what'd I come here for?/
After I exit the room, shit's rated gore//
Thought this place was gonna put up a fight/
Instead all ya be ladies singing along to Rappas Delight/
I'm right, you wrong, wit my might I knock out ya lights//
man you should never called us out...no doubt this will be your worst night//

The Emcee Brutilizer..... Thug Whyte

Your a J O K e.. Dis-Configured An Missin-Tha-E..
Fuck Lunatic? Ya Kissin-His-Feet..Dismiss-His-Defeat..
Piss-On-His-Heat..Ya Got Wack Skills, So Why Do You Still Spit-It..
Get Real Kid.. "Shit Happens, Deal Wit It"..
Admit It.. Why U Fuckin Wit Big Dawgs In A Playground Of Kids?..
Bitch.. N' How Many Times Will I See Em' N' Pac In The Same Sig?..
Think U Suttin Big? .. Either Give Up.. Or You Structures' Gunn Leave Ya Style..
Rec's Compiled.. You Used Like Old Slogans.. Like A Tru Loser, "We Love To See You Smile"

Yours Truley ILLunatic

No One Fears J.K.O, Drop The J. And You Get The Resaults Of This Battle A KO
Maybe If Ya Had A Lil More Recognition You'd Be Known For Tha Similar Lines To Peyo
Go Ahead Bite, We Got ILL Despite, Takin Over This Lyrical Fight
Merking The Herb *J.K.O* In Tha Middle Of The Night, RIGHT?
See Bitch I Spit Shit To Sick For Lyrical Content
You Hack Kid Rhymes That Sound Like Musical Nonsence
This Kid Got 14 Wins From Herbs, Thinkin He ILL But Wheres His Violent Werds?
Fuck J.K.O All He Is, Is One Of Them Internet Nerds!
Shit Do I Need To Say More, Out Of The ILL Heads I Recruited I Kno This Kids Feel Sore
J.K.O: Are You Serious Theres More? Hell yea Bitch That's Juss The Encore!!

*Mc81 Takes The Mic, Laughs In JKO's Face*

JKO Is A Wannabe Textcee? LMAO Then I Smack Him Wit Tha Mic
Please Kid Your Not On My Level In Text, So Drop The Mic Let's Fight
Murder Ya Wack Ass! Now Feel My Imbitions To Put JKO IN PainFul Positions
Fuck Writtens! Now Whats It Feel Like To Barely Beat Newbs With Bittens
I'm Way Above This Kid, I Told Him He Was A Wack Emcee, He Didn't Attempt To Rebel
Stop Ya Thug Act, The Only Way You 'Die By The Gun' Is If You 'Kill Yourself'
Vets Frown Upon Ya Text, This Kids Thoughts May Be Hatching, So I Shoot-Down-His-Nest Wit Tecks
This Kid's Possessed, So I Send A 'White Flag' Through His Chest So He Can Die A 'Peaceful-Death'
I'll Hit U Up Wit Some Flows, You Battle Newbs So It's Like You Battle 'Amungst Ya Own'
Ya Fagness Is Showin, The Only Way Ya Punches Connect Is If Ya Rap Over A 'Mobile Phone'

*Mc81 Walks Off... Crowd Speechless*

The Solar Eclipse Comes From The Crowd

Facing a rout, JKO is about throwing weak lines, going the losing route...
Cant handle a real battle bout, turn J's into T's, cuz its a technical knockout...
Watch out, you couldn't control flows if you tightly gripped water hoses...
Verses break noses, only way you could stand out is in midgit model show poses...
Why contest with the best? Quick to kill, I spit to put JKO's skills to rest...
Lack of rhymes confessed, like trounced lawyers you couldn't pass my bars, so you failed this test...
Botched the quest, a guest to this rap game so it's time for you to quit...
JKO's getting KO'ed, too bad but like ur avy text says, shit happens, deal with it.....

Mentally Kursded Plz Stand Up

Watch the votes come in and vote for ill, good explanations from each one//
you battlin him and livin is like takin a shot playin Russian Roulette with a loaded gun//
damn son, tell me you doubted his spit, punches bustin your lips//
you could use a spatula and pan and still couldnt flip a hott script//
like Cinderella, your rhymes are nothin but fairy tail//
send em to hell, he would love gettin ass fucked when you send em to jail//

Baxter d.Wall Finishes It

the i burn this J. . . i must be a weed addict..
Ills verse was dope, & yours? shit does happen..
just quit rappin. . .like Del la Hoya you just dont carry weight. . .
this fag just needs to give it all up. . like sluts on the first date...
its a TIC rape. . why bother to post? he punched himself with that drop. . .

J.K.O You Have Juss Been KILT Big Time, Waitin On Ya Punk Ass