yeah i mated in china, but originally from the carolinas---
i'm every kid walkin across the stage at graduation everyone is just so proud of/
yeah i'm a dictionary nucca, sometimes hard to define---
yeah i got a silencer that only a dog can hear oh my/
yeah i get bored, that's true, do u wish to question that---
"well what's ur motivation", i;d have to say dollar stacks/
yeah i'm bullshittin with this, "well when will u present ur best"
no need for that, nucca are dropouts, terrified of the test......

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shit was all good just a week ago!!

hell yes i'm pretty good, even though i ain't got many posts,
Shit, i get more "ooooooh's and ahhhhhhhh's then ghosts!,
Conquered both coasts, the middle Americas think i'm tight,
My rhymes so hot, i spit a verse when a shorty asks for a light,
I'll put a merk column in my sig, if you're lucky you might get on,
After reading any of my verses, you'll refer to me as gospel like john!

(Just something I'm working on for audio)


My Saddistic scriptz inflict death like poison tips/
Suspending neuro functions causing cardiac arrest/
My punches hit like 'Heartburn' tearing thru ya fucking chest/
'Nexiium' dying Merked by a 'Form-a-cist'/
'Cancer've'-ya like...Uh-oh 'Spagetti-ohs'/
Like a band of angery chicks my 'Violent Flems'
Digest you 'Candy' Flowz/
'Blowing' thru your 'Lines' like Whittney Powdering Bobby nose/
By my glands that 'Spit' Logic yes you'll Frolic in that 'Autums Mist'/
Like a 'Drag-on' a 'Magic-Puff' provided by 'Ganj-a-nonamus'/


~Bounce~

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

yea im a newb and yea im a female
but wen my shyt hits the radio it'll have top record sale
my flow is hard- i hit at u lyk mike
mite bite off sum body parts-yea rite sike?!
i spit lyk a virus cuz everyone gets infected
my shyt is the hottest-your shyt is just rejected..

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Crazy spit, her shyt be emaculate...oNe

Van Illa likes to rip shit and singe earlobes
The lights flash on and of like strobes
My style goes from hard to hardest
No I guess I'm not really modest
I rip of ya mic like it was in your back pocket
Or rather, picked it off the floor like you dropped it
It's incents that I burn when your angry at me
I'll chop you down like I'm sawing a tree
No one waves because you cant even sea
I infect you like it burns when you pee

im the illest in this thread
will my ill rhymes i know i aint gassin up my head
it almost 2am i aint tryin to go to bed
im still rhymin kuz i got voluptuous words in my head
my rhymes take niggas to hell
kuz im spittin bullets and your ears ache wen you hear the shells
when i come into town there celabration you hear bells
theres thought that sare 2 is gods best creation
i guess ive succedded in being concided
but its self glorification
so calm down before any1 blasts off in "hateration"
witch is normally push towards me
bekuz im a newb
and im takin over the "nation"
im ill dun mess with me
dun forget 1 of the most dangerous things other than my rhymes is jelousy

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I leave you in the same haze
that you in afta ya blaze
dun worry i aint done
this ish just begun
im out o1ne

aight yo help me out with this
SaRe 2 V.s. Fuck up

im here in this self glorification cypha
to up my posts and show im deadly like vipers
lyrical sniper only take head shots when i fight ya
fuck all dick riders, free posters an biters
im the police code for homicide
when i decide to kill other writers



Do not clog this forum with links to your battles! Put that shit in your sig or something, but do not post that shit in here!
~Bounce~

im new in the game//
on my way to fame//
so lets see me//
grab a mic n let emcees know this//
the only way you step to me//
is during arobics//
glorifacation is my main concentartion//
needa bounce n work on my educatation//

I simply combine, The flow and my rymes...
This is the mentality, that makes me ill like sublime..
Dont need my self glorification, its automaticaly recieved...
So powerful i cause grown men to fall to there knee's...
I havnt faced any bitch that could touch this lyrical bliss...
In all catagories they hoplessly miss, Read my shit and wish...
They had half the skills that I had, Going for guys too...
My self glorification, And ill bring you to Skoo'... (skool)

im the illest there can be thats simple-and-plan/
i spit balls of flame leave targets limpin-in-pain//
im spittin-this-game out like count-ry-boi-chew/
im a salvage beast and my hunt-de-coy-is-you//
so im de-ploy-in-two crome steals wit that land-in-ya-friend/
i spit such ill shit they see this post and ban-ma-a-gain//

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PLZ CHECK OUT MY AUDIO PAGE(CLICK HERE)

Imma breate on ya/show ya how a real bitch grind/ dont waste my time, if you sucka emcees cant rhyme, cuz my lights gone blind/ while you left behind/ tryin/ to study my flow/ what the fuck she just say/ shyt ion even know/ sometimes I spit fast sometimes I spit slow/ pick up ya bottom lips now cus I got to go..

Still sowin these rhymes, like a farmer sows his wheat..
Rippin up the sod thats around your stinkin feet..
Put you deeper in your grave that the Grim Reaper dug..
Have you squishin up your face like a dumb ass pug..
Rip the competion, like coupons on shopin day..
Sniffin up all your money, like your popin pay..

Im so drugged up that i think my flow is actually dope
i might be trippin but i swear i saw my root beer float
I think im the "king of the world" like dicaprio
and im the king of your girl...i thought u probably ought to know
im so hot i would "do me" if my penis would reach
i aint a fag im just attracted to myself undastandably
im not from the south but i believe in keeping it in the family
naw...i just say that shit so my sis will get in bed with me





I thnk you gave us just a little bit too much information here. That last line was out there kid... I didn't know if I should laugh or puke...
~Bounce~

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Songs: O.V.Dose - Saturday Night Fever

Battles:

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/7/ovdosemusic.htm

Wielded Rage, Striaght out ta' cage ima lyrical mage
Spittin spells, till I hear the bellz, Oops its ovea'
I just won you'll range rove'a,took it in the fight
the rhymes I spit must be tight, Make lyries take flight
like ben-jies kite,when my words flex I show Gods grace and might.
I dont claim to be a preach'ca, but ma words jump off ta' page an reach'ca
ya had'ta take the test but I was above the rest
So its time for you to take my rhyme and flee from the nest
when I start spittin' youre in my domain
Its like setting foot in a traffic'e lane, the mack truck's on its way
you better get to steppin and dont delay!~