ILLA vs DYME

this the old verse was talkin' bout....
(this was typed ages ago, but u neva replied)


yo, i'm back for a while so u might as well surrender, watch me
"blow" this niga in the chest so hard n make his shoulders clap
2gether, i'll knock ya out in the first round like Tyson so land me
ya "ear", bitch u'd neva defeit me unless u "bittin" lines from fear,
cuz ya so pathetic i'd rather bop my head 2 britney spears,u aint
shi, ya mouth only big enough for suckin d*ck, cuz thats all u can
do with it since u cant even spit,this just play, i'd knock ya head
off like celebrity deathmatch clay,mr blow got no flow so he beta
make like Nate n just "lay low", or he gona get bitch-slapped like
a lil hoe, then i'll mould his bitchass in my hands like a juvanile
moulds his playdough, like Jordan after his session- i dont playo
u want beef? well just come to the "chef",i'll u have callin 911 like
Wy-clef, u tryin to diss dyme but i make like Method n "bring the
pain", maybe u shold just make like Aaliyah n "try again", or beta
yet retire, cuz like old milk ya rhymes already expired.....
SHOULD I GO ON?? NAHHH I'M GOIN 2 BED

if u got a problem with that,just hit me, if u dont then just take it lika pussy n
change ya name AGAIN!ha ha

MR BLOW'S MA SE POES................
BIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i rip cat`s dats talkin cheap,,u done rip it forget your come back,,"bi.tch"
explain me what the meanin of surrender watch me missin your words out
and straight coming for ya`ll head has i come hard,,this ma first time thats your last,,if i dont defeat you than it`s on torture,,i don`t bit i throw line,,so you could catch a bullet,,(dumb ass)been with britney doesn`t make you a star kid,,u might as well hang wit horse "gay",,u clam to spit but i neva see you splite wit horse,,you can typ tha whole lot but i aint seen shit dats nice,,you talking dat clamin shit but it has neva happened or will,,wack ass keep imagining,,i aint your average son,,i smoke you like a bitch,,u dont wanna see me flow,,ight i had you wack at this board from j4,,hear me out you silly hoe,,i tryna let you breath but you tryna rambo wit me,,its like tryin to reach the sky dumb ass.........


shit guts to go now hope dat got to you fool

niga u talk too much shi that makes no sense/ shut tha f*k up
before i twist n lock that Jay-Z-sized lip witha wrench/u cant
touch dyme cuz i'm like a landmine, "disarm u" then drop ya
remains in a trench/with that homo shit u spittin' i'll blow u up
to pieces/just shows from ya lines that all u do is yap ya jaws
out of propotion n eat feaces/f*kin' with me? niga u messin with
tha wrong species/cuz a one-way ticket to my shitlist's a one-way
ticket to a fragmented face with stitches/n who tha f*k u callin' a
bich?i'm makin' u flinch/terrorisin ya dreams from miles away
without movin an inch/this kid's livin' up to his name cuz he makin'
me "sick" (ILLA)/i know u aint bitin', cuz u suk more than a tick/u
more embarasin' on stage than a magician runnin' out of tricks/u
aint even a threat/u was just waitin for me to remind ya ass that u
were already hangin' by a thread/niga i'mona give u a concusion
so bad u gona look like tha coneheads/ just leave tha stage
alone n neva "come-back"/u obsiously wont, left u mute n blind as
a mime in a sack/Dyme getin busy like sean paul, freezin' unlucky
souls like nigz caught in tha north-pole/u thought u was raw til
i drilled ya bichass n left u with 30cm deep holes/i feed on ya agony/
aint a biologist but i'll re-rrange ya anatomy/i already got ya f*kin
casket, either way its gona drag u in like a magnet/so RIP..........
u f*kin' bastard


AINT POSTED SINCE LAST TIME... SORRY 4 THA DELAY
MONA TRY TO POST MO NOW

Illa, just do ya last verse so pipls can vote

i rap so i have the street follow,,does that make you think i talk much,,(bitch}every time you rhyme you get the street mad,,show your skillz where the street is bangin,,you lose your breath you lose your life,,(bitch)i ain`t feelin your rap even if you went double platinum,,feel me like you got a cup full of orange juice,,i got bout hundred bullets all for you honne,,what you know bout rap home boy,,cutting grass is what you best at,,i ain`t fuckin wit you i am fuckin you up,,you can`t see me on stage coz i be bustin guns fool,,my style your style thick,,you studyin ma style and "sorry" is what you comin up wit,,fuck that you would betta feel them holes you got bitch,,its ight i aint mad at you coz you still practisin,,this aint nelly or kelly,,its all dizasta,,you kelly biatchhhhhhh,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

aigh felaz vote up....
THIS WAS JUSTA MINOR BATLE THOUGH

win=4
tko=5


*only people who post at AHH regurlarly can vote (i noticed nigz i neva heard of only show up to make coments n vote) and also this way people dont vote twice with dif. identities