anyone want to battle
- Thread starter ZG-ZeroGravitY
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FUCK...My comp crashed 2 times tryna post on this battle...So hopefully i'll get a verse done this time...
Catch me particulized floating through your skiez...Your persona's confusen, can't tell truth from your lies...Ya life ima-end-it, get your ass beat before im finished...For more then'a-minute, you better eat your goddam spinash...I'll keep you chained in my cellar, bruise you daily & feed you bi-weekly...Just enough to keep you alive, ASK ANYONE YOU KNOW -IM CREEPY...Im double snitched & your threads are sown cheaply...Ain't a beast alive with teeth big enough to eat me...You can tell that mufucka SMuRF comes heated...[EVERY SINGLE WORD HE SAYS GETS REPEATED]...Don't feel cheated, you had no chance at winning this battle...I gamble & gaffle, recop my way back to'the top & make heads rattle...Intoxicate the whole litter that lil blue wigg splitter [FUCK NIGGA!!!]...HARD HITTA, have you in shivers, ready to die? clasp your trigga...SMuRF's revived from the exile of his own mind...No mortification just cureing vexation wit'this one line...Seak & destroy, no safty im set to deploy...FULL THROTTLE BOY, Ya dunno I kill for joy...FUCK ZERO-G, Dump on'em all is my philosiphy...MY REALITY -Im ina paradox with tragedy & catastrophy...Cold hearted, pissen on your dearly depated, get locked up again...Im finished wit this fake furlow haven fag go back to the pen, write me a letter & we'll battle then...
Catch me particulized floating through your skiez...Your persona's confusen, can't tell truth from your lies...Ya life ima-end-it, get your ass beat before im finished...For more then'a-minute, you better eat your goddam spinash...I'll keep you chained in my cellar, bruise you daily & feed you bi-weekly...Just enough to keep you alive, ASK ANYONE YOU KNOW -IM CREEPY...Im double snitched & your threads are sown cheaply...Ain't a beast alive with teeth big enough to eat me...You can tell that mufucka SMuRF comes heated...[EVERY SINGLE WORD HE SAYS GETS REPEATED]...Don't feel cheated, you had no chance at winning this battle...I gamble & gaffle, recop my way back to'the top & make heads rattle...Intoxicate the whole litter that lil blue wigg splitter [FUCK NIGGA!!!]...HARD HITTA, have you in shivers, ready to die? clasp your trigga...SMuRF's revived from the exile of his own mind...No mortification just cureing vexation wit'this one line...Seak & destroy, no safty im set to deploy...FULL THROTTLE BOY, Ya dunno I kill for joy...FUCK ZERO-G, Dump on'em all is my philosiphy...MY REALITY -Im ina paradox with tragedy & catastrophy...Cold hearted, pissen on your dearly depated, get locked up again...Im finished wit this fake furlow haven fag go back to the pen, write me a letter & we'll battle then...
Smurf, I snap ya back and gastric-tract like handicapped cats in fatal accidents with massive Cadillacs//
like flipped back doormats i "come wel" when i form raps//
cross dressing homo'z confessin', if killing you was my profession//
I'd be selling pieces of your intestines at a cannibal concession//
sleepin on bitches bustin estrogen-fuck dat i'll throw a real nut up and catch ya chin//
Encrypting perminate inflictions- with more rhythmic reputition
than jazz musicians catching arthritic conditions//
drown you in dense-puddles fight with brass-knuckles//
Smurf wouldn't have tight shit if he digested belt-buckles//
judges-chuckle.. crackin jokes' i'm crackin domes//
dope? can't even hold ya own lackin flows//
passin bones'-I'm twisting wrists until Smurfs epidermis rips//
Splitting his cranium at the rifts until the sift disect's his lips//
to grasp-this, you better grab tactics, badder than black magic//
you equal wackness, like drag fashions attract faggots//
With elite verses - the perfect wordsmith-storm the planets surface//
hard- i'm makin Smurf nervous-man its curtains//
was born with this ill verdict like i was concieved in diseased currents//
this battle were more lopsided then ya girls haircut//
Or "Apples vs. Oranges", cause you don't even compare slut//
write ya grades in blood- with the spade i dug ya grave in mud//
so not only will ya lay with bugs but snails and slugs//
now you can mabey get sucked- leeches playin in ya cutz//
throw ya LP on ya chest while you restin in a burnin coffin//
finnally you got a hot album droppin//
So get on my nerves, cuz I feel for you cockblowers//
But I'll bury you cockroaches like overdosin rocksmoking stockbrokers//
trembling and sweating like hypochondriacs in crowded emergency-rooms//
Personally-fool, if I were you, I'd urgently-move before I get upset- disect you, and hurtle-your-bruised body to each one of mercury's-moons//
claim you got a strong flow, but you’re only another mainstream, I beat down smart kids, and make brains-bleed//
rhymes are non-stop, Tupperware couldn’t contain-me, ice cold flows come down in torrents, the way I reign (rain)-freeze (frees)//
battle discussion bring concussions contact combustion//
clutchin' two grips bustin' you hit two flips your heart stops function//
like flipped back doormats i "come wel" when i form raps//
cross dressing homo'z confessin', if killing you was my profession//
I'd be selling pieces of your intestines at a cannibal concession//
sleepin on bitches bustin estrogen-fuck dat i'll throw a real nut up and catch ya chin//
Encrypting perminate inflictions- with more rhythmic reputition
than jazz musicians catching arthritic conditions//
drown you in dense-puddles fight with brass-knuckles//
Smurf wouldn't have tight shit if he digested belt-buckles//
judges-chuckle.. crackin jokes' i'm crackin domes//
dope? can't even hold ya own lackin flows//
passin bones'-I'm twisting wrists until Smurfs epidermis rips//
Splitting his cranium at the rifts until the sift disect's his lips//
to grasp-this, you better grab tactics, badder than black magic//
you equal wackness, like drag fashions attract faggots//
With elite verses - the perfect wordsmith-storm the planets surface//
hard- i'm makin Smurf nervous-man its curtains//
was born with this ill verdict like i was concieved in diseased currents//
this battle were more lopsided then ya girls haircut//
Or "Apples vs. Oranges", cause you don't even compare slut//
write ya grades in blood- with the spade i dug ya grave in mud//
so not only will ya lay with bugs but snails and slugs//
now you can mabey get sucked- leeches playin in ya cutz//
throw ya LP on ya chest while you restin in a burnin coffin//
finnally you got a hot album droppin//
So get on my nerves, cuz I feel for you cockblowers//
But I'll bury you cockroaches like overdosin rocksmoking stockbrokers//
trembling and sweating like hypochondriacs in crowded emergency-rooms//
Personally-fool, if I were you, I'd urgently-move before I get upset- disect you, and hurtle-your-bruised body to each one of mercury's-moons//
claim you got a strong flow, but you’re only another mainstream, I beat down smart kids, and make brains-bleed//
rhymes are non-stop, Tupperware couldn’t contain-me, ice cold flows come down in torrents, the way I reign (rain)-freeze (frees)//
battle discussion bring concussions contact combustion//
clutchin' two grips bustin' you hit two flips your heart stops function//