X TO THE SNIPE YO AZZ

GET AT ME IF YOU WANNA GET DISMANTLED.
HOWEVER MANY BARZ YOU WANT, ADD ON TO THIS POST.




NOW










.................PORTABL DECON TEAM (DUNGEON DOME CONSEALTETH THY WISDOM)

Yo word up...........i seen ur lyrics n i thinks they tight .....so i`m try an battle you...though i`m still a noobee so ill let you spit first..AIGHT

it's the calm hand.. tall man in a carmine cardigan//
blast your gayporn-cast away like Tom hanks
my spits armed just like bandit men,
A relic that spits spite, christian mics with infinitely devine flows from a distant mind//
(Too good for this school bull..id rather rod bank//)
im like a bomb-in-a-bag i pack heat,
"Yet-i" stay cool like the abominable man//
gravity can't stop me,plus i make the club move like a gypsy//
And the G-force works for me, not against me//
that's how i turbo boost my skills to a level beyond//
got flows that invigorate like bath foam//
Night watchman watch the game with vigilance//
got flows that invigorate like bath foam//
mu-f_cka i have flows on flows like sedimentary rockforms//
make bold mu-fux fall like an anvil//
im that killa 8ball,waste your dreams down the drain like corner pocket//
enslave you all, to the shi i preach
the only thing royal bout this kid is the way his rhymes let us down like a draw bridge//spits singe lips-
im the sawdid flawless mufucka from lost city of 'mu' so my flows is deep//



plus i got the readiness of a cub-scout// dib dib dib,
deep spits like ravine so yall can't mount,
"mu-f_cka blow your lamp out"
Santa's coming with his nut sack, so get your act on//
your mouth accomodates damp ones and ass, it's why they called it a crack house//




'froze potato boy'






portabl decon team(dungeon dome consealeth thy wisdom)

trashhhh

Try to understand me, before you pass judgement.
look at your self, your rhymes, your 'trashhhh' then tell me, if you even amount to half the sweat between my azz.

on a rel, im tired of faggits cumin at me sideways talking shi, and actually don give a fuk wut you think,



don ruin my thread with bullshi. if you looking for sympathy topped of with a side of dic, go elsewhere.comprende'



[nough said]















................portabl decon team(dungeon dome consealeth thy wisdom)

yo lo get at this dawg!

other add on, no chat-chat shi, plain raw flows.










......portabl decon team(dungeon dome consealeth thy wisdom)

I`m the guy that made your style flop like sandals/
burning guys souls like candles/
Rip you like drenched tissue/
I`m like like Bush ,outta nada make a big issue With shits like you/
Coz i`m harder than rocks/Yet i got a soft core/
grip mic like lack jaw/
Swing at ya like titanium bars leavin you wit` cranial scars/
and your jaw ajar/
harass you with your own name in it`s physical form/
I`m out of the norm like animal porn in childrens dorms/
My dialect comes with retrospect rebuking your self respect to a lower status than transverstites tampax/
My rhymes defy gravity and define insanity/leavin brains distorted like a tooth cavity/
I flip psycosomatic getting locked up in attics like addicts of shit thats split between 10 niggas on a spliff/



Hola back excalibar..................tell me what ya think coz i`s just been doin dis for few weeks..............ain`t bad fo` a freestyle tho` my vocab needs doublin`....but yo i`m a proud muhfucka.....

i tucked into these right here:
-I`m the guy that made your style flop like sandals/
x~ tho a bit lacking in originality, sounded nice, got across well.

-I`m out of the norm like animal porn in childrens dorms/
x~this was uncut, and o.g. flowed right too

-My dialect comes with retrospect rebuking your self respect to a lower status than transverstites tampax/
x~aight, not too plausible

touch ups were necessary over ere:

-I flip psycosomatic getting locked up in attics like addicts of shit thats split between 10 ------ on a spliff/
x~? i 'I flip psycosomatic getting locked up in attics ' don get it
psychosomatic:mrgreen:
forced the mutis in that line, therefore decreasing it's impact



but it was aight




....portabl decon team(dungeon dome consealeth thy wisdom)

Aight, `nuff respect to what ya said so hit me wit` another rhyme.....see if i hit back better than before.........afta all i`s only 16 yo

Cumin up...soon my child:

you're competing against time,gravity and me
so you must be mean//
so you think you're hidin now?(what would you know)
your more exp0sed then a centrefo|d in p|ay-b0y
'yup'i suggest you lay-low for a while, caus i will burn you again, tho you ain't strong yet, caus hospital couldn mend wut i'd split//
im an all nighta,
like truck driva sept i'nt swerve yo team//
got burnt and fused with heat,
i curve beats wit neat hits sorta like a baseball team//
c, wut i do is classic shi,
find my sh! bein read foreva like Fred bassit scripts//
cummin up on da grind,
got mo kicks den tony hawk doin 360' spins//
haha, i could do dat der,
find my sneaks clean wen i leave murda scenes, find duck tape stuck to a s|ut's face, sw@t team get furct,confuzzed an stuck again//
another judge gets paid, another mother wonder wut the eish happened to ha only son, another brother lose faith in the gods,one mo loss ta da ghett0 laws//
every bodies like 'shi im bleedin man', leavin mo noticable stains than se@men//
...im like a tin man, when it cums to spittin bars,
-cold and heartless-
i flow non-regarless your weak-ness so you've been blessed//
when it comes to the 'game',
im a hunter and u just another trophie to hang-on my mantle//
plus i never touch your f@g-post,
quick to burn the mouse pad tryin to 'tag'-close//
i stand alone, a rap-ghost, lost in the tides of bullshi f@gs-post//
m0ther-fux- I... am.. the boss,
the streets know this dawg as the "peep and eyes blown"
im the the streets' answer like lamp-posts, gas-burns in my tanks,
im that blow to the knee, hit below referees wish//
with a torch lite sm0ke d0pe with cancer stix[yup]



dis sh!tiring me..
i'll hitit wit a proper spit tamor aight





........................sporn born to scorn laws(dungeon dome consealeth thy wisdom)

YEAH YOU DO THAT.......I`M A GO BATTLE SOME OTHER AMATEURS ON SOME OTHER SITE FOR NOW........TILL MY SKILLZ INCREASE.......

RESPECT DAWG

first and formost, this is a weak board :!:


don be scared of nothin, i ain got nutin on you, my styles still need a mass of improvement.kno

you came quite well, and i told you that alread.
stay and improve,
maybe it's me that needs to go, yall ain ready.but that's bitchin



aight b




get at me dawg!
















.........portabl decon team(dungeon dome consealeth thy wisdom)

I was gonna retire from this site like an old aged sergeant/
But now I’m back ain’t givin a shit about anything and now feelin all hardened/
One day i`ll condescend on y`all leave you in remand/
Loco is my motion after a hit of chronic potion/
i was like charles bronson causin all sorts o` commotion/
Racists try to jump my ass like a bunny/
White boyz found it funny, So I slapped them like a biotch/
Smack one so hard his eyes started to twitch/
I had to counter-react makin sure I mutilated his cataracts/
Now we all remonstrating coz this pain is aching/
Burning souls like lava wanting get at each otha/
Whether or not it`s a brother/
Go in blindfolded ,attack and don’t look back/
Obtained what they desired but not givin a fuck like eminem/
Its many man to a community, and Its all our duty/
To set things straight fast like ingenuity/
Coz theres an impurity roaming in our souls/
We called other living things animals but were on the savage acts like the holocaust/
My fate is to regulate da situation/
Set it straighter than you fagots with dick up the ass constipation (URRGHH)/
Now I`m gonna go of topic a bit so I can spit shit about how your gonna get verbally whipped/
Hit you with onomatopoeia, BANG/
Switch my karma over like gears in a range rover coz I got more balls than Anna kournikova/
Give emcees the cold shoulder whether or not you older,bolder I`ll fight till it`s over…….



YO….IT SEEMS TO ME I WENT OFF TRACK(3 SUBJETCS)….THE MIDDLE BIT I WROTE WHILE LISTENON TO A BEAT O` MINE WHICH HAS A SAD VIBE…..ALL FREESTYLED THO……………..+U GAVE ME DA CONFIDENCE …….

HIT ME BAK.

fucking copy and paste niggaz. get outta here with that. you aint no emcee copying and pasting

i don't using scientific terminologies makes your rap any harder, or sweeter, deeper if u want
u good though but try not to use a dictionnary nxt time
peace out

Ain`t nobody usin a dictionary!

this is the don of rap game, holding a mic like eminem/
i spit flames that burn your fake lyrical skills when i rhyme/
hit you with a heavyweight punchline,and blow your teeth out/
hell no you cant rap,so please stop, let the real emcees speak out/
im that cat at the bar, make noise that everybody wanna hear/
you are just a clown ass nigga filled with a lot of fear/
im on nigga, you cant stand me,you cant fight me, im just too big for you kid/ knock yourself out before i proceed/
when im out on the streets every little kid is spittin my rhymes,old men cant catch my rhymes just becoz im too fas t when i rhyme/
im just too heavy,my rhyme lines so heavy, when i get on the mic its all gravy/
now im leavin out,got a deal to bid up and shorty to freak out/im peace out/

I want some niggas to battle me... Try to touch this...

Now kick back and watch as I punch you with every ~line~ / Rice Crispy back, snap, crackle, n pop ya ~spine~/ It’s like Déjà vu how I’m crushin’ ‘em every time/ I don’t know why you try to go and spit against my ~rhymes~/ My lyrics leave you speechless like a motherfuckin’ ~mime~/ Hypnotized by the way that I make every ~line~ --end up in a ~chime~/ You’re flowing ‘gainst an ocean bitch, you might as well stop ~tryin’~/The way you ball fake mobbin’ wanna-be, should be a ~crime~/ You hangin’ with them ho’s, from 1 to ten my girl’s a ~dime~/ Ya’ll sit back drink cheap liquor while we chillin’ sippin’ ~wine~/ Your bitches be all hating cuz they know my baby’s ~fine~/ You smokin’ shake, we smokin’ sticky bud, thick hairs ~devine~/ Your shit’s bought from your bitch ass friends, mine’s picked upon it’s ~prime~/ Your shit smells like insecticide, my shit smellin’ like ~pine~/ You talk about how hard you are, but victory’ll be ~mine~/ Everyone has their worst nightmare, and it’s me you’ve been ~assigned~/ How do you plan to beat me, bitch you can’t, I’m just ~sublime~/ Hit you with hollows in my magazine, my mag up in my ~nine~/ When I say I’ma kill yo ass, bitch, know that I’m not ~lyin’~/ Blood and tears do not affect me, bitches might as well stop ~cryin’~/ I hate when bitches ~whine~, begs and pleads will be ~declined~/ When you look into my eyes ho, the word killer’s ~defined~/ I’ll fuck you up from every angle, leave you tangled, ~intertwined~/ Leave you mangled, let you dangle, thirteen-loops-a-noose ~combined~/

I said I'd fuck up any1 and i meant it, battling bitches world wide --iwont4getthis1@yahoo.com

Y`all gotta admit,u wacker than a ja rule skit//Stand alone emcees without a crowd coz they all homophobic//My rap equation minus you fake nigga nations//You like will smith all i hear in ur rhymes is:nana na na nanana//
U slippin of bannana peels with ur toothless pirhana skills,i`m twisted like drills,DQ yous a DICK you,i dont care whant u dun been through coz i see through ur phony ass clearer than wax n shined glass//
I hit you with a harder punchline submerging ur gums into ur teeth//I`ll touch ur rhymes with my nut sack to make ya feel better about them//U wanna rap?aight nigga don`t run ya mouth then//

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