willibob007 V bakwordz
 

aiight checkin in dawg

ima spit as soon as i can

Grab the mic spiting flaming boulders son/
wit a sick cold grip style/
Rapid-fire convulsions of deadly lyrics are hostile/
wit verbal combat tactics that’s even worse/
to telepathically rip the spiritual/
run up in the church, step in the pull pit fully equip/
speaking the lyrical and spiting fire at my rivals/
hold my mic and notebook like a cross and bible/
while the fake get decapitated, and the enemy shot down on sight/
I crave lyrics into cement, wit ink pouring like semen/
Freestyling on rhyme reaction and blessing the mic/
wit focused forouches words the lyrical beast recite/
formed by my killa instinct to slay emcee and rip up a page/
I spit wit natural born rage and speak in flames/
plus my tecks precise wit aim, blowing all opposing niggez out the frame/
cause my styles orthodox, to kill any emcee who even opens his mouth and prepares to talk/
rappers dare to spit and get hit wit more bars than fort knocks/



yo you thought it was over/
trust me son you mistaking/
I use heat as a device of communication/
and keep my words blazing/
all emcees I dare you to put your rhyme lines on the line/
and I’ll slay your best written shit/
wit an effortless freestyle/
iam far beyond the norm, next level of hostile/
Grabbing the mic and going to war/



take soul control of the universe wit words/
and explode the masses/
for any emcee who chose to be a contestant/
I’ll mic-murder his mind/
slay him and lay him on the level/
wit a bloody notebook inside a steel casket/

i kno it a little more than 30 words but once u start ryhimin an u caht stop u cant let the rest of the verse go to waste

uh yo thas more then 20 lines man so wtf am i supposesed to do now
hmm oh well ill try and match you lol checkin in

hmm over the limit, cant keep your thouhgts at a minute amount
dont think anyone gonna help u here they've all dismounted//
i notticed you tried ill give you that punches no but at least you spit
you complimented master c so now you wont bother him with shit//
i peeped your keystyle now that shit is wack
heard bout this weak emcee so now im ready to attack//
i mean come on when u got advice from carmen you know you wack i mean hell id duck
but why did u decide you wanted to battle hell whod give a fuck if you left ill put it in bold YOU SUCK//:D
obviouslly you old mind diddnt teach that you shouldnt fuck wit sum with twice your skill level
were your punches i diddnt see them but if they were there they wouldnt be hot if u was next to the devil//
faggot you really dont battle, u set threads in bs and couldnt set up a poll
and i bet if you ever could git a girl youd miss and stick it in da wrong hole//
who cares if thousands of people died for your free~dom
ill tell ya now your future nah noone can see~them//
have you standin on top of the defjam buildin an still cant be on top of the game
keep wishin id stop but it aint gonna happin mite as well be like camarac and jus create another name//
keep reppin that place you from cuz ima take da time to express wat i think it means
Ultimite Killin of all your so called dreams//


wateva i dont feel like writin a book and shit so i mite as well jus end now cuz he went over the limit but oh well i tried to match it

man it took u 2 hours to spit anydawg u could of wrote, an we-wrote ur ryhme. an i no u was online cos i saw ur name.

an watever happened to the rule we spit at the SAME TIME,
comin on 2 hour later i'ma try an match this shit.

weak ass battle but willie took this only for his weak punchs and back had weaker punchs and thats all they used in this battle both flows were choppy no multi's no wordplay no personals not a good structure not good complexity and there punchs could even budge a fuckin punchs bag thats like 1 pound nuff said bout these herbs vote willie