Round 2: Murk & Intense Fear Vs. BIG CHORIZO & Pimp
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IntenseFear will Murk Chorizo cuz he a true PIMP
I'll leave this nigga more layed out than blueprints
Fuck this fools spit.. he got nothing on this lunatic
Think you mackin? Who the fuck you foolin bitch?
I possess more than this nigga can ever handle
He got lyrics so weak you'd think he's never battled
What a clever handle.. the fuckin BIG Sausage
A man's asshole is the only thing his dick's got in
Nigga you aint shit.. but face your rhymes are ass
You like a "quarter" machine.. every "dime'll" pass
Another nigga think he PIMPin, now he be limpin
Break his legs when found out he pimpin teenie women
No grown broad would ever let this nigga get some
A glock and threats is the only way he make a bitch "come"
Where did you come from? Nigga what rock you crawl out?
You a old ass nigga and still aint dropped ya balls down
Fuck it.. I'm done wit this hoe cake dick licker
You bitch nigga.. you soundin gay.. prolly a switch hitter
Fuck this shit nigga I got bored of typing already.
I'll leave this nigga more layed out than blueprints
Fuck this fools spit.. he got nothing on this lunatic
Think you mackin? Who the fuck you foolin bitch?
I possess more than this nigga can ever handle
He got lyrics so weak you'd think he's never battled
What a clever handle.. the fuckin BIG Sausage
A man's asshole is the only thing his dick's got in
Nigga you aint shit.. but face your rhymes are ass
You like a "quarter" machine.. every "dime'll" pass
Another nigga think he PIMPin, now he be limpin
Break his legs when found out he pimpin teenie women
No grown broad would ever let this nigga get some
A glock and threats is the only way he make a bitch "come"
Where did you come from? Nigga what rock you crawl out?
You a old ass nigga and still aint dropped ya balls down
Fuck it.. I'm done wit this hoe cake dick licker
You bitch nigga.. you soundin gay.. prolly a switch hitter
Fuck this shit nigga I got bored of typing already.
I never play around unless it's with Intense's mom
Your shit is whack, it shoulda been 1 sentence long
Because you said nothing within those paragraphs
When I read the shit I could only sit there & laugh
Your shit couldn't be tight comin out that loose ass
Intense is mad cuz I blew past this dude's raps
And what can you do besides sit down and take it
IF is hard? Yeah right, you know this clown is fakin
I'll make Murk get hurt when I spit and go bizzerk
I'm Number One but for the dick this hoe is first
When I shit & show the verse you gonna run & hide
You could be Mike Jackson and still aint touchin mine
I'll bust your spine... just like the group of fags did
When the heat is on you get melted like some plastics
Yo ass gettin poked like cactus, face it you're a homo
Fuck a garage, my crotch is the place you store a "lo-lo"
Not in the mood to rhyme right now. Bad day and shit but fuck it carnales.
Your shit is whack, it shoulda been 1 sentence long
Because you said nothing within those paragraphs
When I read the shit I could only sit there & laugh
Your shit couldn't be tight comin out that loose ass
Intense is mad cuz I blew past this dude's raps
And what can you do besides sit down and take it
IF is hard? Yeah right, you know this clown is fakin
I'll make Murk get hurt when I spit and go bizzerk
I'm Number One but for the dick this hoe is first
When I shit & show the verse you gonna run & hide
You could be Mike Jackson and still aint touchin mine
I'll bust your spine... just like the group of fags did
When the heat is on you get melted like some plastics
Yo ass gettin poked like cactus, face it you're a homo
Fuck a garage, my crotch is the place you store a "lo-lo"
Not in the mood to rhyme right now. Bad day and shit but fuck it carnales.
@ murk & intense fear
oh hell yes, hitman-esque, lyrical tek, dis-proof vest
||D|||\/|||D-steps into the battle, come to lay fools to rest
I step-up-to-the-mic, my fans by-the-thousands cheer
and by-the-look-on-my-foes faces it's quite clear
they pissin'-&-shittin'-theyselves, murkin'-up-they-panties
cowerin' like-cowards-consumed-in intense fear
make quick-work-of-this-jerk-"murk" as I go tot-ally verb-ally ber-serk
what's-a-matta-there, MaGULLY CULKIN, are you still sulkin'?
too-old-to-be-gettin'-any-more-o'that-michael-jackson-action, that-neverland-perk?
wallowin' in the murky liquids you been swallowin' in all-o'them-gay-bars in which you lurk?
victim number one, sit down murk you done, is victim number two still 'round here?
or did I see him run, knowin' he don't want none, livin' up to his name - intense fear.
tools I implement: fear. in him I invent: fear. causing him immense fear, like a pit I sense fear
on him, jaws-a-flappin', lyrically attackin', **FINISH HIM!!
too easy.... just ||D|||\/|||D-slap him.
round two-in-the-books, two suckas lives I took,
even prince coulda told ya, ||D|||\/|||D's got that look.
**"mortal combat" announcer's voice
--I posted this late, about 1 a.m. thursday morning (pacific time). I ain't gonna bore y'all with excuses, just stating the fact. I did get this in before murk, though, but it was late. murk, it ain't too late, homie.... post your shit up, fool. we'll let ya slide, if the_worst is cool with it.
oh hell yes, hitman-esque, lyrical tek, dis-proof vest
||D|||\/|||D-steps into the battle, come to lay fools to rest
I step-up-to-the-mic, my fans by-the-thousands cheer
and by-the-look-on-my-foes faces it's quite clear
they pissin'-&-shittin'-theyselves, murkin'-up-they-panties
cowerin' like-cowards-consumed-in intense fear
make quick-work-of-this-jerk-"murk" as I go tot-ally verb-ally ber-serk
what's-a-matta-there, MaGULLY CULKIN, are you still sulkin'?
too-old-to-be-gettin'-any-more-o'that-michael-jackson-action, that-neverland-perk?
wallowin' in the murky liquids you been swallowin' in all-o'them-gay-bars in which you lurk?
victim number one, sit down murk you done, is victim number two still 'round here?
or did I see him run, knowin' he don't want none, livin' up to his name - intense fear.
tools I implement: fear. in him I invent: fear. causing him immense fear, like a pit I sense fear
on him, jaws-a-flappin', lyrically attackin', **FINISH HIM!!
too easy.... just ||D|||\/|||D-slap him.
round two-in-the-books, two suckas lives I took,
even prince coulda told ya, ||D|||\/|||D's got that look.
**"mortal combat" announcer's voice
--I posted this late, about 1 a.m. thursday morning (pacific time). I ain't gonna bore y'all with excuses, just stating the fact. I did get this in before murk, though, but it was late. murk, it ain't too late, homie.... post your shit up, fool. we'll let ya slide, if the_worst is cool with it.
PIMP get rid of that garbage verse, start erasin-shit-man//
calls himself a pimp yet types in pink and has a sig of jason-strippin//
waste-this-kid-when, the nicest-spit//
to be honest,your verse, i didnt read that pile-of-shit//
rip u lyricaly then leave u knocked out with your salty-ass-kicked//
u battlin me dont make sense like u when u use them multis-dashes//
log out and dont come back nor spit-u-bitch-ho//
a wack fag mixed-witha-shit-flow atleast the homo can run tell his x boyfriends he got with a BIG-CHORIZO//
sit here and tell the world how wack u are and ill be damned-if-im-wrong//
imma leave u with a 2nd round k.o like the canibus-song//
chorizo and pimp, im fed-up-with-dumb-kids//
chorizo, dont expect to win with them wack ass metas-and-punches//
u and other wack emcees never-stand-chances//
assholes get on the mic/mike and get ate like neverland-ranch-kids//
next round give us more than 1 team-to-battle//
these herbs aint de-thronin us let alone reach-the-castle//
im thru with these garbage bitches we done eliminated yall-kids//
id love to keep goin but i hear round 3-callin
sorry i was late, its like 830 and i havent been to sleep yet
calls himself a pimp yet types in pink and has a sig of jason-strippin//
waste-this-kid-when, the nicest-spit//
to be honest,your verse, i didnt read that pile-of-shit//
rip u lyricaly then leave u knocked out with your salty-ass-kicked//
u battlin me dont make sense like u when u use them multis-dashes//
log out and dont come back nor spit-u-bitch-ho//
a wack fag mixed-witha-shit-flow atleast the homo can run tell his x boyfriends he got with a BIG-CHORIZO//
sit here and tell the world how wack u are and ill be damned-if-im-wrong//
imma leave u with a 2nd round k.o like the canibus-song//
chorizo and pimp, im fed-up-with-dumb-kids//
chorizo, dont expect to win with them wack ass metas-and-punches//
u and other wack emcees never-stand-chances//
assholes get on the mic/mike and get ate like neverland-ranch-kids//
next round give us more than 1 team-to-battle//
these herbs aint de-thronin us let alone reach-the-castle//
im thru with these garbage bitches we done eliminated yall-kids//
id love to keep goin but i hear round 3-callin
sorry i was late, its like 830 and i havent been to sleep yet
you like that, huh? lol. hey, and they be tryin' to say us crackas can't dance? oh uh-uh. oh no they di-int. they did not just try an say crackas can't dance. oh hells no. oh no they di-int.
lol @ murk callin' me a dumb kid. good one, son. oh, and just so ya know, that's not pink, it's magenta. I use that color cause I figure it'll help bring my pukes to a level that pretty boys like yourself can understand, daisy "murk" dukes.
lol.
good battle though, my brothas.... good battle. may the best team win. ^5's all around.
lol @ murk callin' me a dumb kid. good one, son. oh, and just so ya know, that's not pink, it's magenta. I use that color cause I figure it'll help bring my pukes to a level that pretty boys like yourself can understand, daisy "murk" dukes.
lol. good battle though, my brothas.... good battle. may the best team win. ^5's all around.