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[The Lyrical Butcher]

..shi, nigga wan be post essays, nuh, let it be 1-2-1-2 format, you go, then i go, then you etc....plus...16bars max....so they betta be flamers...it's a go when ever YOU ready...vapours

BakDaFukUp
The Lyrical Butcher

[PHEONIX]

Man fuck it, he said un limited bars let's do this.. I don't have 2 write Essays. Nobody votes until after the 2nd round. Nasty Nash Where are U at dawg Long time no Talk 2 get at me man...

Dawg..
I just turned VEGITARIAN, but just 4 fun i'm bout 2 EAT this MC
I make bitch niggaz UNCOMFORTABLE when I SPIT, so they call my Flow DIS-EASED
U're feeling uncomfortale when I spit? Better Call the CDC
I'll leave U QUARUNTEEND Askin god "Why couldn't I have gotten HIV", don't fuck w/ me.. Pheonix vs. Lyrical, that's not fair..it's not a BATTLE it's a SLAUGHTER
Thank me, I'm bout 2 make U THE POSTER CHILD for "BITCH NIGGA MARTYRS"
U talk shit well, but how do U flow? I think U should drop hip hop, become an Actor
U THINK I'M A PUNK catch me crackin BONES with BONE CRUSHER, I just Git Hired as HIPHOP's CHIROPRACTOR
Lyrical, Lyrically I'd have 2..
Climb down a ladder, get off my pedestal, & take off my boots
Then cut off my feet, Give U a Neptues Beat, and put Jigga in your booth
And even with all that help, U still wouldn't be ON MY LEVEL
Wana throw FLAMERS at P, Dawg U Gotta Bribe the DEVIL
So go ahead sell your soul, Up Your Flow.. right now b4 I fall asleep, U bore me
Otherwise the only way you'd have a chance, is if I was in hell Snowboarding (get it )
BITCH


(Hey unless you reply b4 I get off from work, don't expect a reply until Monday, cause I only have a computer at work)
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[PHEONIX]

.......?....Paitently waiting.....C'mon dawg I want a battle.... I can only get 2 a computer at work.. and even at that I have limited time so can we go ahead and jump this thing off? Iposted Friday..I thought by now I'd see a line or two.. if u don't feel like flowin', it's kewl.. just let me know so I can get at somebody else.. no beef

[PHEONIX]

Aight.. it's been a while.. I'm out dawg..I'm bout 2 roast.."THAT BITCH" in my free time...just holla at me when U wana do this dawg
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[The Lyrical Butcher]

...niggaz cryin for black eyes....gotta give 'em what they want...you kno the time....(warmin up) catch up...

see Phenox, be wearing 'em "spice girl" beenies
dreamin up this man's penis, with her brain stuck on Venus
Nash murked you, why you sizing-me-next
this bout got the hype-of, Tyson-and-Lennox
it's a right-off, cause i'm cutting his lights-off, witness the dicing-of-Phenox
as i ennact the rising-of-demons......catch up niggas

(check it)
when my fists-rain they lift-lames
quick-and, have bodies drift by stiff-in-drains
b!tch, sh!t-still-remains, the Butch spits-ill, supreme he reigns
P you can't faze-this, pro wit crazed-spits
that blaze-quick then graze-yo-clit, i erase-wit-wits
how you 'posed to face-this ace, kid, who'll will leave you wasted
swingin fist been known to give face-lifts
wit acid spits, that leave a man face-less :shock:
don't ever again step in my space bitch
'less you want in, the morgue, as a glazed-bitch
(understand) you too plain and basic, but won't face-it
you wanna give my d!ck brain till yo faced-whipped-by-jets-of-cream
but now you gettin clipped-from-yo-wet-dream
and fo tryin to fuk wit me, see how i twist yo wrist-home
when i'm in this-zone, "chicken" yo "head" you will dis-own
punch a hole through yo breast just to get to yo wish-bone :o .....
back up and jus stop being silly, you wannabee Milli you really aint Vanilli
i'll do you like that Dowler-kid, i'll disembowel-yo-wig
fists will wrap like a towel then snap you like a twig
pick you by the feet just to stub you like a cig
Horse kno's this, i got fans every region, shape, form, religion
that stand at my side in alligence, believin, the facts that i'm breathin, out
facts that's beatin-down this deceivin-clown and gots him bleedin,
now you receivin a thorough beatin' for cheatin
thinkin you defeatin this flesh eatin, beast who gon be feastin
on half yo face for that sh!t that you be speakin.........vapours


...atomic bomb...no mercy, straight stomp authority on sucker netcees
i'm like a disease, you ain't want it with me, kid.........respect

B.D.F.U
The Lyrical Butcher

[The Lyrical Butcher]

...bin busy lately kid...holla

[The Lyrical Butcher]

..wher the cr!d!cks at....holla at yo don.....vapours

[Horse]

dis shows it bin a while since i thoroughly checked dis site. ok i peeped dis & looks like fight's over so let's see how i scored on ma card. i judged da whole thing but these just b ma 3 fav lines from both corners


Pheonix:
I'll leave U QUARUNTEEND Askin god "Why couldn't I have gotten HIV",

Thank me, I'm bout 2 make U THE POSTER CHILD for "BITCH NIGGA MARTYRS"

Otherwise the only way you'd have a chance, is if I was in hell Snowboarding





Lyrical Butcher:
see Phenox , be wearing 'em "spice girl" beenies
dreamin up this man's penis, with her brain stuck on Venus

when i'm in this-zone, "chicken" yo "head" you will dis-own
punch a hole through yo breast just to get to yo wish-bone

i'll do you like that Dowler -kid, i'll disembowel-yo-wig





Score:
Both emcees got punchlines. Though Pheonix can blaze, in dis one, he delivered his punchlines in simple str8 foward sentences without tightening them up into bars. Butcher got da edge cos u can feel the bars besides da punchlines as he shuffles da words to tighten da sentences into bars.

Butcher wins.

Pheonix still got ma respect though

[The Lyrical Butcher]

nuttin but love and the up most respect....nice battle P...stay up

[DA GAUTIER]

I'm supernatural, chemical warfare/
got Bin Laden on the run, he gave me share/
of the profit he took from september eleven/
they allmost spit my name at cnn at a quarter to seven/
i'm the badassed terrorist, but no towel on my hair/
no rockin' no Al Quayda I ain't wanna fuck with Blair/
cuz I love America, thank you for bein' there/
more Leagues in US than Europe combined/
there ain't no single thing that you cannot find/
hug buildings in NY, although two of 'em disabled/
comin' home on dubs, put my Mustang in the stables/
from the year '68, it still goes buck fifty/
it goes faster than any cat who tries to shop lift me/
and if you do catch up with me, i got my AK/
I pop more bullets then G-dubb got in Training Day/
bust 'em in ya ass, makin' yow sidder/
stylin' while I'm killin', cuz nigga, i'm all glitter/
I got so many bling bling that they start to rattle/
they blind yow vision while you chockin' in a battle/
the crowd says 'what?' but you spit none/
the crowd says 'bust it!' but you'll hit none/
you didn't think I'd beat ya, well dawg surprise/
allways laid low, but now it's my time to rise/
i am the rose that grew from concrete/
no matter who's my opponent, he'll be the one I'll beat/
26 lines of rappin' without a destiny/
27 bitches at my crib to have sex with me/
that's why I'm outtie, cuz she got DSL/
she a hoe for big titties, beautie as hell/
nice smooth kitty and got money as well/
I'm a bail...

[The Lyrical Butcher]

..jus vote you dumb fag...

[The Lyrical Butcher]

...(oh oh) too late (listen)...

[The Lyrical Butcher]

..tick...tick...

[The Lyrical Butcher]

..i jus can't resist fresh pus splayed out on my plate.....my 2yld brother
spit better nursery rhymes dun you...

stop wit the bullshi Mother Goose..'fore i beat you, till ya holla-truce
lyin 'bout chemical warfare, you fag, don' even go-there
you ate(out) a cat* and started SARs in...(you kno' where) :roll:
"he's runnin" guess BIN now knows-you-scare
men, wit the panty hoes-you-wear and dik suk till it blows-you-cheer
(that's right) that's why HE runs to you, yo pus, BIN knows-you-share
bak up 'fore i snatch the ribbons out yo 'fro's-you-queer
wit SUB-ZERO spits that leave ya froze-in-midair
have yo face left like fresh cement layed, i've jus ran-thru
sh!t, you wouldn't shine, even if you was brand-new
yo style is too bland-fool, but then, yo pus is real super-natural
up to DD bust, NOW that's real super-factual :wink:
even my young bro says yo rhymes are silly-home
it's already-known, you really-bone, 27 dildo's made of silicon.... :lol:


..this was a waste of time...but i jus couldn't resist..*burp*....u wan sum advice...here you go...the era where nigs wrote 'bout bling and actually caught true hip hop head's attention is long gone..along wit the cash money dudes......catch sum vapours

*CAT can also mean guy, dude, homie etc. (for the idiots)

















oh yeah and by the way lay off ma muhfukin dik juice b!tch 'fore i fracture yo skull.....

BakDaFukUP
CAS (CAS Territory)


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"i stay MISUNDERZTOOD
like C-Walkin, while rockin a PINK shirt in a Cript neighbour-hood"

-The Lyrical Butcher-