this is that "special battle shit that smurf wanted to do. vote ONLY ON WHO HAS BETTER RHYMEZ. this is NOT a battle, altho we did attack eachother a bit.
FATAL:
i got wicked-scripturez, complete with heat and still gettin-lit-worse/
illuminating to brighten your visionz like mimmickz of vivid-picturez/
aint no way you can slay the rhymez-of-a-beast with a mind-full-of-heat/
this style of mine rewindz in time to make other emcee's lines-obsolete/
throw me in tha dark, my wordz'll "lighten the mood" like polite-talk/
right-off the bat i rack fagz who write stackz of battlez that i've-chopped/
opposerz get stepped on like side-walkz, i just dont buy crime-talk/
ive got experience, serious, dot foolz off like periods, they're outlined-in-chalk/
this aint murder-speech, it's like sum folks just dont know cuz they never heard-of-heat/
catch tha worst-of-me when i'm hurtin-G'z with rhymez so cold it leavez ya shirt-on-freeze/
this is real-wordplay, im spittin viscious sick shit at smurf to kill-her-spray (spit)/
toss another pill-her-way, cuz my flowz infest headz and leave em ill-this-way/
there'z no technique-like-mine... people try but still tha best-heat's-my-linez/
nobody gonna defeat-this-lion, this shit'll make your mind weak-like-time/
who's on-my-level? like rockz-to-pebblez people dont measure up so drop-tha-shovel/
cuz your diggin your own~hole, right where u gon-go, u scared like u just popped-tha-devil/
call me Lucifer, im shootin-smurfs, fuckin chump, that runt is loozin-fur/
this bitch trick claimz he'z a pimp, but getz punked by his net chick to stay true-to-her/
i hate fakez who say they bang-blue.... like tha fad the fagz had changed-to..../
rappin~bout clappin~roundz without being action~bound.... my boy Kreace is deceased, smurf you'll get your chest stained-too/
body mangled.... this is more-than-rapz, if we meet in tha streetz u get tore-in-half/
ive been storin-gatz, pourin-vast amountz of roundz.... you'll need a tank to get this Norte-back/
ill destroy-this-scrap.... how doez he bang a set without homeboyz?/
actin like he rappin bout past blastinz when he never even seen a chrome-toy!/
my style comez natural, past~fools with whack~tools to deploy-their-pearls/****
my shit'z tha way it should be like boys-with-girls.... fake emceez break down when my wordz destroy-their-worlds/
this is new-shit to make ya folkz looze-it like brain contusionz/
body bruizin from tha beating you're seeing from this vocal full-clip/
im cappin-men with it to deminish bitchez.... that'z wut'z happenin/
shit getz tragic-when your fuckin neck startz comin up "short" like an "acronym"/
smurf:I'll rip ya-style-bitch, No child-ish-tricks...SMuRF can't come complicated? Then what-is-this...Im heated like ointment, & known to snap like im double-jointed...Don't be disapointed you couldn't see me if it was court-appointed...'SMuRF spits Poetry how could he come so foul & vile"...I'll abuse your system & literaly rape your style...Lets switch it up-to-multis that make ya quote-me...FATAL KNIGHTMARES A FAG -His momma told-me...I dine on netceez eating em up ina-single-serveing-portion...Im perveing & swerven like the last night free of'a felon serveing-for-extortion...I might be gentle & sentimental, but i'll fracture your dental...Don't be so judgemental & call shit simple cuase it surpasses your mental...SMuRF -Resposible for puttin Fatal in the hospital...Overcommin obsticles, while FATAL like 'IS SMuRF's SALAD TOSSIBLE?"...I fester rage & bruise lips, you don't got game to stack chips...Wit all that 'kill shit", You aint even gotta gun how you empty clips?...I spit shit to slap cranniums & drain adrenaline rushes...Pulle'n pins & cocken hammers like 'OWWW You-CANT-TOUCH-THIS"...Your real life exzibit-is-shit so forget-it...Don't you get-it, i spit-it cuase i live-it & done did-it...Im bored of dissen you, you more pitifull then'a black man wita small dick...Typen in red 2 bang norte is played kid, go grab shifty flip flop & bang crip
FATAL:
i got wicked-scripturez, complete with heat and still gettin-lit-worse/
illuminating to brighten your visionz like mimmickz of vivid-picturez/
aint no way you can slay the rhymez-of-a-beast with a mind-full-of-heat/
this style of mine rewindz in time to make other emcee's lines-obsolete/
throw me in tha dark, my wordz'll "lighten the mood" like polite-talk/
right-off the bat i rack fagz who write stackz of battlez that i've-chopped/
opposerz get stepped on like side-walkz, i just dont buy crime-talk/
ive got experience, serious, dot foolz off like periods, they're outlined-in-chalk/
this aint murder-speech, it's like sum folks just dont know cuz they never heard-of-heat/
catch tha worst-of-me when i'm hurtin-G'z with rhymez so cold it leavez ya shirt-on-freeze/
this is real-wordplay, im spittin viscious sick shit at smurf to kill-her-spray (spit)/
toss another pill-her-way, cuz my flowz infest headz and leave em ill-this-way/
there'z no technique-like-mine... people try but still tha best-heat's-my-linez/
nobody gonna defeat-this-lion, this shit'll make your mind weak-like-time/
who's on-my-level? like rockz-to-pebblez people dont measure up so drop-tha-shovel/
cuz your diggin your own~hole, right where u gon-go, u scared like u just popped-tha-devil/
call me Lucifer, im shootin-smurfs, fuckin chump, that runt is loozin-fur/
this bitch trick claimz he'z a pimp, but getz punked by his net chick to stay true-to-her/
i hate fakez who say they bang-blue.... like tha fad the fagz had changed-to..../
rappin~bout clappin~roundz without being action~bound.... my boy Kreace is deceased, smurf you'll get your chest stained-too/
body mangled.... this is more-than-rapz, if we meet in tha streetz u get tore-in-half/
ive been storin-gatz, pourin-vast amountz of roundz.... you'll need a tank to get this Norte-back/
ill destroy-this-scrap.... how doez he bang a set without homeboyz?/
actin like he rappin bout past blastinz when he never even seen a chrome-toy!/
my style comez natural, past~fools with whack~tools to deploy-their-pearls/****
my shit'z tha way it should be like boys-with-girls.... fake emceez break down when my wordz destroy-their-worlds/
this is new-shit to make ya folkz looze-it like brain contusionz/
body bruizin from tha beating you're seeing from this vocal full-clip/
im cappin-men with it to deminish bitchez.... that'z wut'z happenin/
shit getz tragic-when your fuckin neck startz comin up "short" like an "acronym"/
smurf:I'll rip ya-style-bitch, No child-ish-tricks...SMuRF can't come complicated? Then what-is-this...Im heated like ointment, & known to snap like im double-jointed...Don't be disapointed you couldn't see me if it was court-appointed...'SMuRF spits Poetry how could he come so foul & vile"...I'll abuse your system & literaly rape your style...Lets switch it up-to-multis that make ya quote-me...FATAL KNIGHTMARES A FAG -His momma told-me...I dine on netceez eating em up ina-single-serveing-portion...Im perveing & swerven like the last night free of'a felon serveing-for-extortion...I might be gentle & sentimental, but i'll fracture your dental...Don't be so judgemental & call shit simple cuase it surpasses your mental...SMuRF -Resposible for puttin Fatal in the hospital...Overcommin obsticles, while FATAL like 'IS SMuRF's SALAD TOSSIBLE?"...I fester rage & bruise lips, you don't got game to stack chips...Wit all that 'kill shit", You aint even gotta gun how you empty clips?...I spit shit to slap cranniums & drain adrenaline rushes...Pulle'n pins & cocken hammers like 'OWWW You-CANT-TOUCH-THIS"...Your real life exzibit-is-shit so forget-it...Don't you get-it, i spit-it cuase i live-it & done did-it...Im bored of dissen you, you more pitifull then'a black man wita small dick...Typen in red 2 bang norte is played kid, go grab shifty flip flop & bang crip
