Ironic Commando Vs. FATAL NYGHTMARE

[Ironic Commando]

mutha fucka...you wish you could rock the crowd...i unload on them with the moss and pound//
i see you there but care if i spray-the-right-square//
when im done with you...you'll pray-for-nightmares//
the fucks a fatal nightmare?...more like a whimsical daydream//
me and your mom...we on that december-may-thing//
i got filthy rhymes but manage to stay-clean//
im flattered you find me important...but i'd rather you hate me//
with ya sissy ass punches...arms windmill-flailing...in-heels-daily//
you must be thizzed out ten-pill-taking thinking your shit is more phenominal-than-the-best// look...the dramas old give it a rest...i hate to break it to you...the common colds a bigger threat// you dont perform cause you're afraid of the resounding laughter//
i swell from the pacific and crash on you like a cal-disaster//
call your child-a-bastard...and tell him to sniff coke by the pound-and-blast-ya//
from behind the shadows...im at your jugular...cover-your mouth-and-slash-ya//
gallons of plasma...my throat fountain of magma...you still wanna challenge-a-splasha//
fatal sound-like-hes-ass-hurt? does a chef-cook?//
with no audio..i hit him with a lyrical uppercut...followed by a text-book left-hook//
how you murking me when you're the one left-shook//
whip out your bank statement, home beezy...your worthless rhymes cant murk your own check-book//
you fall off stages and work minimum wages..dont play-bitch...it seems-you-not-eatin'//
you wish you were famous...afraid of my threat..that witness protect keeps-you-from-leakin'//
trying to preach-to-the-deacon...mutha fucka you a knock and someone's greek-on-the-weekends//
anything to keep two ends meetin'...you're a bender...you aint shittin on nobody while them dudes smash up your fender//
fem fatal, you're more men-struatal than a whole year of bitches on the over of blender//
thats a donzen issues...and all of them leave in a bed with a bucket of icecream and used tissues//
while hugging a shitsu...crying because i left you emotionally misused//
the straight gall-of-chicks...i'll hit'em with hard punchlines like a balled-my-fist and smacked a 100 kilo wall-of-bricks//
leave you stuck like you on the freeway and managed to stall-in-fifth// even pac begs the question..."you wonder why they call-you-bitch?"//

 

[Ironic Commando]

you see lucy...that was sober.. fatal you a dick sucker...but this time i'll let you kiss-the-blower// your hits are slower...i duck under...hit your lower...ribs-its-over// spitin'-molars
i damage ya bammer flows//my mandables handle your camel toe// the hammer and ammo i let it go..i shatter dudes with attiude// my high lattitude rains down and splatters you// your cabbage-strewed on the rear view...deep in the woods...no one hears you//
your hoe gives me a provocative-head-pull// her toungues like bread...soping-the-head-drool shes at the top-of-the-neck-moves// vodka and redbull..got me wired like a conduit// got you hiding from me in london talking about "i can't-do-it"

 

[Ironic Commando]

home-beezy i'll dedicate a thread to your bitch ass/// premeditated led when i spit crass// educated text when i rip class// you be in a meditative state as you lick ass

 

[Ironic Commando]

call me the geek-reaper i'll let you "meet-cleaver"// yo aint the beaver...but you're still a hairy snatch// your scalp im tearing-back with daring-raps you're fairly-wack// slap your mooth, genisis remove your inner bitch// inhibit your audio dimwit-shit with ten hit combo clip finishes// i spit harder than a mix of popeye and barry bonds spinaches// like a fish in-a-split im "finna-rip" you been a bitch

 

[Defy]

you can really tell that you don't rap, cuz your shit was all over the place. I try to read shit to figure out a beat behind it, and there's no real method to yours. most of the time you have good wordplay (spray the right square, pray for nightmares, fatal nightmare) but others just didn't rhyme at all (rock the crowd/moss and pound)

I liked the line "i hate to break it to you...the common colds a bigger threat"

your post #6 had a lot of real nice wordplay.......but wtf was up with "fatal you a dick sucker...but this time i'll let you kiss-the-blower"

actually, I don't wanna know


I'd have to read his again to see which I liked more, and I'm getting tired, so fuck that


edit: reading what I wrote, you'll probably brush it all off as hate cuz I called you a hoecake in the other thread and started this off with "I can tell you don't rap", but oh well, I don't really give a shit

 

[Ironic Commando]

"blower? i dont know..i was so drunk i thought i was saying gun for some reason

 

[FATAL NYGHTMARE]

You get your wish.


I demolish-ya-raps, ya finished, call-it-a-wrap/
In a verbal brawl-wit-a-fag, his raps: all-of-it's-whack/
Honest,-in-fact his ass hidin from audio-tracks/
Sayin I'm a fag while callin-his-Dad to polish-his-sac/
Go crawl-in-his-lap, I laugh at what he tries-to-drop/
Respondin to audio wit text: like makin silent-songs/
Right-or-wrong, I gassed ya whack-shit, in fact-this../
Lyrical acrobat-trick does backflips over ya last-spit/
Put heat to face like crack-hits, I smack-kids who act-sick/
But need some practice cuz their raps-lick a fat-dick/
That's-him, he spits and sticks-us-wit-boredom/
Thinkin he sick, but this kid's the bitch-of-the-forum/
Those who spit-jus-ignore-em, he jus lame-&-it-seems../
That everytime he spits he rambles but aint sayin-a-thing/
Honest, I command-hoes like Ironic Commando/
I gotta ask-tho, why ya like cock in ya asshole?/
This fag-knows-the-deal, my flow-is-ill I'm so-for-real/
But this pussy's so fake, pretendin not to notice-skill/
"It's goin down" like slopes-&-hills, so bitch-bring-the-funk/
Keep postin up that garbage, let these kids-see-you-suck/
I spit-heat-so-duck, you up shit's-creek-&-stuck/
Ya been in battle before, but never this-deep-in-funk/
Ya sixteens-get-junked, tossed, lost in the trash-heap/
Ya make ya last-leap & get shot up like vaccines/
I'm that-mean, ya ask-me I call-his-ass-a-disgrace/
Peasant steppin to the champ, fallin-back-in-his-place/
He ditched the audio thread, cuz he tryna drop-the-topic/
But I got the proper-logic & it tells-me-not-to-stop-it/
When it comes to audio he gonna fail-to-drop-responses/
Got that losin attitude, on the trail-to-accomplish-losses/
Real spitters on the sicc: you can only hope-to-fade-us/
I'll jam ya ass in a Black Hole like fans of the Oakland-Raiders/
You're a joke-jus-face-it, bet ya vocal-flow-is-basic/
So in an audio battle, I suppose-ya-know-I'll-take-it/
So ya duckin-&-dodgin-it, can't fuck-wit-a-flawless-spit/
You're a nobody and ya spits are nothin,-jus-call-it-quits/
That little shit ya wrote is just words-that-meant-nothing/
See me again when ya write a verse-that-says-something/
Son, so who-ya-impress? Already ruined-ya-rep/
Cuz choosin-to-text is a copout maneuver-at-best/
Bitch, I "play The Game" like I'm bumpin Jayceon-Taylor/
And Me vs. You: the only time I'm facin-failure/
And I don't mean I'ma lose cuz I can tell-ya-yur-whack/
I mean I'll be facin off against a failure-at-rap/
& I'm prepared-to-attack, nobody's known-me-to-rest/
I'm stayin offensive cuz a keyboard's his only-defense/
You'll get murked verbally if you decide-to-show-up/
Cuz my mouth contains heat like a styrafoam-cup/
Fuck ya compositions, what ya write-is-gon-suck/
Talkin shit on the net, I think it's time-to-grow-up/
& show-up in audio, come and step-to-the-plate/
So I can serve ya ass, leave you left-in-ya-place/
I do you like Nas and Ether but to a larger-degree/
Bitch you could OD on Viagra, still aint harder-than-me/


Vote.

 

[Stealth]

^ DAAAMMMNNNN!

 

[FATAL NYGHTMARE]

^ DAAAMMMNNNN!

For those who forgot why I'm the mod-in-this-bitch/
I'm the only spitter here gettin responses-like-this!/

Haha

 

[Defy]

I honestly liked both as far as wordplay goes, but Fatal's was more consistent. I didn't like the fact that you were pretty much stuck on the fact that he wasn't doing audio (you mentioned it in the rap like 5 or 6 times when once or twice was enough), but the last line killed it "bitch you could OD on Viagra, still ain't harder than me"

Fatal gets my vote

 

[FATAL NYGHTMARE]

I didn't like the fact that you were pretty much stuck on the fact that he wasn't doing audio (you mentioned it in the rap like 5 or 6 times when once or twice was enough)

I did that on purpose because I know he gets all hurt whether he admits it or not. I'm hoping to pressure him into responding in audio, but I seriously think he's too pussy to try it.

This was originally written as an audio I was gonna record tonight. That's why I stayed consistant with the fact he's too scared to drop a track. But at least that's relevant to him, unlike most of his 3 verses up there..

 

[Defy]

yeah, I know you're trying to beat that into his head, and I'm sure it'll probably sound different as opposed to reading audio every couple lines

can't wait to hear it tho

 

[Bay-Wit-It]

One of the best verses I have read on here so far. It flowed well and the punchlines hit hard.

Vote- Fatal.

 

[IntenseFear]

mutha fucka...you wish you could rock the crowd...i unload on them with the moss and pound//

What the fuck is "moss and pound?" Are you just making shit up so it rhymes? For real, no hate.

i see you there but care if i spray-the-right-square//
when im done with you...you'll pray-for-nightmares//

I see Defy gave you credit for this being a good rhyme and it would be but it made no sense. It rhymes in multi form but why would anyone "pray for nightmares?" Nice rhyme, but like I said it made no sense so it pretty much negates it. A lot of your verse(s) is/are full of shit like that. You gotta do more than rhyme nigga. For someone who claims to be a "writer" you should know that already.

That's-him, he spits and sticks-us-wit-boredom/
Thinkin he sick, but this kid's the bitch-of-the-forum/
Those who spit-jus-ignore-em, he jus lame-&-it-seems../
That everytime he spits he rambles but aint sayin-a-thing/

These 4 bars pretty much summarize Ironic Commando's verse and would win this contest by themselves.

Real spitters on the sicc: you can only hope-to-fade-us/
I'll jam ya ass in a Black Hole like fans of the Oakland-Raiders/

Bitch, I "play The Game" like I'm bumpin Jayceon-Taylor/
And Me vs. You: the only time I'm facin-failure/
And I don't mean I'ma lose cuz I can tell-ya-yur-whack/
I mean I'll be facin off against a failure-at-rap/

"It's goin down" like slopes-&-hills

Little jabs like these kept me interested.

I do you like Nas and Ether but to a larger-degree/
Bitch you could OD on Viagra, still aint harder-than-me/

This was just a knockout blow.

Overall, FATAL was more consistant, had a smoother verse, better punches, better rhymes, made more sense... You get the picture.

Vote - FATAL

 

[420° CELSIUS]

^ I think he was refering to a Mossberg Shotgun.

 

[Defy]

I see Defy gave you credit for this being a good rhyme and it would be but it made no sense. It rhymes in multi form but why would anyone "pray for nightmares?" Nice rhyme, but like I said it made no sense so it pretty much negates it. A lot of your verse(s) is/are full of shit like that. You gotta do more than rhyme nigga. For someone who claims to be a "writer" you should know that already.

true.....I was more commenting on his rhyme scheme, not necessarily what he was saying

 

[Ironic Commando]

"pray for nightmare" meaning you will get sent to a place where you wish you were having a nightmare. its not that difficult

 

[-TiM C-]

Son, so who-ya-impress? Already ruined-ya-rep/
Cuz choosin-to-text is a copout maneuver-at-best/

best bars in the whole thread. i vote for fatal.

 

[Ironic Commando]

why was this thread edited into a battle? i was going to use this to clown on you endlessly. i guess you wanted to prevent that...oh well

 

[Ironic Commando]

i see how you get down, fatal. you got your little battle...now go back to being a good little non active moderator