week 4 Sam Savage vs. Fatal Nyghtmare
- Thread starter Dvious
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az sum of you may have noticed, i havent pozted a damn thing since sumtyme lazt week. reazon being....i have run into a bit of legal trouble, and my internet tyme (or any free tyme for that matter) iz very limited. i believe thiz iz an exhibition match ryght? ENEwayz ill fynd tyme to pozt a verse (hopefully). cant do it now tho, unfortunately i have thingz to take care of. Late.
ive backed down from no one and i wont start-with-you/
spit shotz at your back so when you look at your chezt your heart-pertrudez/
autopsy concludez tha cauze of death and it'z quite-clear/
body went into shock from fear of facin FATAL NYGHTMARE/
tha real muthafuckin SAVAGE, exorcizing evil habitz/
manage to induce pain with lyrical shotz cauzin brain damage/
dispense intense heat burnin your verse "short" lyke abbreviationz/
tha immense style i possess leavez tha rezt of you in speculation/
bytch you wanna be a SAV but cant handle-tha-tactiz/
you'z juzt a FAG gettin lyrically punched, now your mandible'z-crackin/
your SHYT wouldnt stack up to myne if u combined it with a pile-of-manure/
im cauzin head trauma lyke tumorz, breakin bonez with vile-manueverz/
Sam FAGGOT cant compare, i dare ya to make-an-attempt/
im comin relentless leavin you headless after breakin-ya-neck/
i got tha ability to shut you down lyke a lyght-switch/
act az tuff az you wish but tha whole board already knowz you're spineless/
lyke a hoe on a nyght-shift you myght az well give-it-up/
i dont give-a-fuck, you're played out lyke rapperz sayin "nigga-wut"/
i chisel-gutz leavin em external lyke epidermis/
put your verse up and ima burn-it lyke a furnis/
you never had a chance at gettin-tha-win/
im high above you, your so low tha mozt you can inflict iz a kick-in-tha-shin/
i got maniacal intentz to run up on your family and bring em all-terror/
tha misfortune of havin to face NYGHTMARE got you ready to meet tha Paul-Bearer/
you're in a blank stare, shivering lyke a cold-female/
quivering on your kneez in front of tha whole-League-now/
check tha front page of your local newzpaper/
"Unknown rapper found dead" - body filled with holez so deep they look lyke craterz/
Tukwila Daily News
"An unknown rapper by the name of Sam Savage was found dead last night on the street corner/
'Multiple gunshot wounds and a crushed skull was the cause of death' says the coroner/
The main suspect, known as Fatal Nyghtmare, will not be touched/
Because local police fear him, looks like Sam Savage is FUCKED"
spit shotz at your back so when you look at your chezt your heart-pertrudez/
autopsy concludez tha cauze of death and it'z quite-clear/
body went into shock from fear of facin FATAL NYGHTMARE/
tha real muthafuckin SAVAGE, exorcizing evil habitz/
manage to induce pain with lyrical shotz cauzin brain damage/
dispense intense heat burnin your verse "short" lyke abbreviationz/
tha immense style i possess leavez tha rezt of you in speculation/
bytch you wanna be a SAV but cant handle-tha-tactiz/
you'z juzt a FAG gettin lyrically punched, now your mandible'z-crackin/
your SHYT wouldnt stack up to myne if u combined it with a pile-of-manure/
im cauzin head trauma lyke tumorz, breakin bonez with vile-manueverz/
Sam FAGGOT cant compare, i dare ya to make-an-attempt/
im comin relentless leavin you headless after breakin-ya-neck/
i got tha ability to shut you down lyke a lyght-switch/
act az tuff az you wish but tha whole board already knowz you're spineless/
lyke a hoe on a nyght-shift you myght az well give-it-up/
i dont give-a-fuck, you're played out lyke rapperz sayin "nigga-wut"/
i chisel-gutz leavin em external lyke epidermis/
put your verse up and ima burn-it lyke a furnis/
you never had a chance at gettin-tha-win/
im high above you, your so low tha mozt you can inflict iz a kick-in-tha-shin/
i got maniacal intentz to run up on your family and bring em all-terror/
tha misfortune of havin to face NYGHTMARE got you ready to meet tha Paul-Bearer/
you're in a blank stare, shivering lyke a cold-female/
quivering on your kneez in front of tha whole-League-now/
check tha front page of your local newzpaper/
"Unknown rapper found dead" - body filled with holez so deep they look lyke craterz/
Tukwila Daily News
"An unknown rapper by the name of Sam Savage was found dead last night on the street corner/
'Multiple gunshot wounds and a crushed skull was the cause of death' says the coroner/
The main suspect, known as Fatal Nyghtmare, will not be touched/
Because local police fear him, looks like Sam Savage is FUCKED"
it would be best to step-aside your chest-divides when I wreck-your-mind with pesticides by telling exstensive-lies, you become 4-0?, i'd be nothing except-suprised/
I collect-the-prize of try to visualize while you receive nothing but reverend-cries/.
my intent-defies, any logic-and-reason your optics-are-bleedin' from the verse that's been dropped-in-and-seeded/
I wouldn't say you're a "bitch", more like a product-of-"season" you're full of "hot air" so I need to put an end to this conduct-of-"breathin"/
locked-in-a-region with the prophet-of-eden who remains atop-of-this-heathen/
stop-with-your-pleadin', there will be no discrepancy when I ignite-this-weaponry/
smite-with-empathy, write-acceptance-speech, and provide the light-of-century/
you die-extensively, why-the-best-emcee? steadily with cleverness readily/
intrepidly my methods-be, heavily weighted like gravity-doctrines/
your blasphemy-toxins are rapidly-locked-in check my record, i've "eaten more flesh" than "Anthony-Hopkins"/
I collect-the-prize of try to visualize while you receive nothing but reverend-cries/.
my intent-defies, any logic-and-reason your optics-are-bleedin' from the verse that's been dropped-in-and-seeded/
I wouldn't say you're a "bitch", more like a product-of-"season" you're full of "hot air" so I need to put an end to this conduct-of-"breathin"/
locked-in-a-region with the prophet-of-eden who remains atop-of-this-heathen/
stop-with-your-pleadin', there will be no discrepancy when I ignite-this-weaponry/
smite-with-empathy, write-acceptance-speech, and provide the light-of-century/
you die-extensively, why-the-best-emcee? steadily with cleverness readily/
intrepidly my methods-be, heavily weighted like gravity-doctrines/
your blasphemy-toxins are rapidly-locked-in check my record, i've "eaten more flesh" than "Anthony-Hopkins"/
