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conceptz vs dominion
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Originally posted by Classical
hopeing this site could vote on this battle, i seen you people vote fair and don't dick ride, so i was wondering if you could vote on this
Dominion
Conceiving in our battle like having a baby you getting lazy born a pound to melt
Snatching at your waistline rap bars around the Canadian Shyne to leave you torn around the belt
I love Lucy so I’m grappling with the Fred Murz of text thieving a risen urn, your not giving me a-dead
Snatching your buckle as I molest this kid leaving a prison burn as he gives me a-head
Hope I can’t die nope I can’t try you couldn’t see I hot drop if acid split over your blue-eyes
Spit cover your 2 highs “lsb n pcp” your punches couldn’t bulk Arnold against hits that cover your true-lies
Destroy that 6th circle of sense; for (4) Urkles only defense headaches when I read your verse I need your aspirin pusher
Gangster selling prescription drug E-scripted thug “the new rat pact pusher, you’re the first Canadian Ashton Kusher
My fits, the changes of you making a hit is like Nelly writing a decent spit the earth aint reluctant your raps first destruction
At my best instruction, aware of her sponsor your talent is worthless I’d see your verse reduction or Char live n concert
Hes not even a man this is what I ask of her, wanta battle, NO! He wants the crucifix or a new Custer massacre
Let me barter, this guy aint really a rapper, think harder n smarter, hes the only dyslexic version of the white Jimmy Cater
You couldn’t hit solid gold if you mined a buck, understand taking a shit you couldn’t dump a load if you lined up trucks
I’ll clover your brain n you still couldn’t find some luck, stickin my dick in your eye seeing if you’ll mind a fuck
Losing must be hard baby, this biz rotated your crib, I can prove I’ll eat you alive when this diss-located your ribs (yummy)
I’m sure Canadians are poor, how can you pick a less wage, I’m shorting your text career like the resending hair line of Nicolas Cage
Try to mount a hit, they think your complex, you could cop a million dollar deal and your skills still would amount to shit
Worthless on purpose your art aint abstract don’t stress per cost hoe you’re the only version of a fag Picasso
Conceptz
Dom Ya Raps Are Getting Slept On And Suck More Than A Chinese Hooker During Viet-Nam...
Split This Atom With A Chemical Assasination To Leave Dom As A Negative Ion Unable To Bond...(Oh, Who Gonna Get That Wordplay!?)
Dangled-By-The-Meat, With A Fleet Of Perplexed-Marksmen Running Your Crew And Your Street...
Playing-For-Keeps, As I Use A Hard-Tone-Of-Speech, To Make Sure Dom Aint Sustaining-The-Beat...
Leave Dom With An Impared Crew, Back To Lose As I'm Jumpin' Over Dom Higher Than A Kangaroo...
So Choose To Walk Cause I'll Beat Ya So Bad That A Broke Pimp Wouldnt Even Attempt-To-Whore-You...
Ya Raps? Just Stop It, This Is A Predetermined Conclusion, So This Thread? Just Lock-It...
Your Thoughts? I Paused-It, As Selling Yourself Through Slavery Is The Only Way Dom's Raps Could Profit...
Flocking This Fight, And Droppin' In Spite, Ya Could Fuck Timb's And Not Be Knocking The Boots Tight...
Mocking Your Fright, Dom Attempted To Drop Bombs, To Light The Flow But Still Couldnt Be Illest-On-Mics...(1)
Here's A Confession, With A Un-Solvable Lesson I Have This Herb's Soul In My Possesion...(2)
I've-Bested-Him, With A Blinding Control, Dom's Fate Is Facing The Barrel Of My Smyth And Wesson...(3)
After This Verse Dom Will Obey To My Scriptures I Lay, Hittin' So Hard It'll Leave Dom In A State Of Disarray...
Take "AIM" At The Space Between Dom's Brain, Even Pre-Schoolers Knows In Name That Dominion Comes After AKA...(4)
I Hit With That Of Rhictors, And Spit With Such Imagery That Dominion Will Probably Miss The Picture...(5)
Spitting With Words Of Artistic-Stricture, That I'll Staple It To Dom's Head Just So He Can Graphic-The-Scripture...
Dom Ya'll Get Deharmonized At A Mythical Speed, Fuck Your Earth Sideways, Redefining Your Critical Cross-Breed...(6)
Stiffening Your Jaw-Meat When The "6th Spits" From The Palm-Deep, Clapping Your Career But Letting Applause Cease...
Does It Matter If Dom's Been Trunked? I Try To Encircle The Bark Of His Age Like I'm Battling A Tree-Stump...
Pleasently-Plump Lyrics Have This Man's Ship-Sunk, I'll Finish This Cancerous Verse By Leaving A Few Chested-Lumps...(Damn!)
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08-21-03, 06:02 PM
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