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[DA GAUTIER]

ight, for all ya'll duo's up in this mothafucka, these are the rules

1. battle is tagged, one by one, like for example, I go first against one of ya'll and then the other cat goes on freez and then we switch battles

2. minimum lines is 20, so in case you ain't got enough fire to get heated that long, fuck outta here !

3. get it on , ya'll start !

[daftconduct]

hehe wurdup....
duo up in here huh...hehe...sup gautier..
if i had anotha MC to battle wif me...ill battle yall
if ne one wanna step at it
holla

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[The Lyrical Butcher]

...let's get this shi crackin...challeger's drop....holla at me daft...you wanna bomb first
or should i....let's get 'em...one



CAS'DEE (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-

[daftconduct]

aiight lyrical butcher...k00l k00l..hehe
whoz takin who first..
like im teamed up wif who
and whos lyrical butcher teamed up wif??

holla back as soon as

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[freez]

aiight look, butcher you go first on gautier. then gautier goes on you. daft goes on me and I go back on you. then we switch! aiight??
let's battle!
respect, peace out.
fReeZ

[The Lyrical Butcher]

....Butcher and daft Vs. Freez and Gautier...ok :twisted:



CAS'DEE (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-

[daftconduct]

aiight so im battlin freeze first im guessin....
aiight
lets do it freeze

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[The Lyrical Butcher]

....i'll set the pace and start...gautier jumps onto that.....followed by a response from
you(daft)...then freez tries sumthin...we then do a switch-a-roo..bak to front..
.where the gautier tries to squash our first two verses...followed by yo response again...
..freez baks up his n!gga with his second verse...then the grim butcher swoops in to seal both yo caskets.....

[The Lyrical Butcher]

...respect this WordSmith..who makin herbs-kiss curbs-quick
wit words-sick enuff to make human blood curd-thick
script pictures so perfect, they elaborate cursive
yall ain't got beef, my fingaz is persuasive.. :x ...
SO HOW THA FUK IZ yall got beef with this spoken-vet
'fore i've even broken-a-sweat, i got homes quoting-my-spits
{need to study mines} yall ain't potent-yet,
what ever ya smokin-quit, i'll have you choking-sick
tongue kissing the curb, bones pokin-from-slits
so big, they'll look like they should be honing-zips :shock: .....
..Butcher-and-Daft...butcher-the-mass..
and will put-ya-in-a-cast, with every bone broken, black suit-in-a-cas(ket)...

...like yo soul's be the only thang's elavatin :roll: ....


..hev'n fun wit it...yall fully digest this one..cause my work be dun here...
...it's like runnin into a brick wall...haha..who wan it...daft R-lax....let's see wat kickin these dyin horses can cum up with........ :lol:



CAS'DEE (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-

[freez]

excuse me miss :wink: , that was a diss??
gautier is on a trip, bitch on this batlle, I'll flip the scrip
so I'm gonna take you on, knock out, 45 seconds like tyson
I would dump you if you were my sone
bitch, you make me do it
I'll take you down to the losers pit
Now it is time for your fate and I won't hesitate
when I'm threw with you,you will feel blue
you will fall under my chains
you will cry death pains
a battle is a war without an end
No remorse, No repent
I don't care what it meant
Another day, Another death
Another sorrow, Another breath
my words are flying
you are dying
battling, the furious fighting
my words crush like lightning :evil:

[freez]

you have to do minimum 20 lines bitch!

[daftconduct]

hehe yo...
man i aint got time to do 20 lines...
so ill do as much as i got time for...
ill do it now

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[daftconduct]

yo peep tha 20 lines that u wanted s0n..
took me 10 mins..pfft

Me and butcher up in this flow its true this 'win' is 'unanimous'/
freez ya 'arrogance' has got you 'thinkin' you can battle-us/
Im 'pushin' ya 'styles' back like 'bell bottom jeans' so they way-low/
ya 'minds glowin' coz ive put you in heavin with a 'halo'/
you lyrically fit? you lyin so im definitely leavin ya chest split/
you couldnt reach tha 'top' of this battle in a 'bad game' of 'tetris'/
yo 'butcher' sharpen my 'hatchet' coz im choppin this fool right through/
ill call you a 'cat' coz you 'pussy' and im tha 'dawg' thats gon 'bite-you'/
spite-you rearrange and re-write you in scripts when we fight-dude/
and ive got your murder on 'point' like 'small font' sentence 'full stops'/
youve 'copped' more punches off me than them brutal white stooge 'cops'/
and if ya 'hands grasping' my 'scripts' you couldnt get 'around' my lyricals/
ill have all tha 'dead MC's' massacre you coz im blatently 'spiritual'/
you may as well 'sleep' in a 'hospital' coz i make you 'first aid predictable'/
my verbals are like 'rubber' so all your 'disses bounce' back and 'stick-to-you'/
acrobatically flip-at-you and 'Mortal Kombat fatalitise' with lyric-tools/
It wouldve been safer for both of you to not step at us in tha first place/
its true that you couldnt leave tha crowd 'shook up' even if you an 'earthquake'/
i 'murder-ya-face' like hollow tip bullets tracers to make sure you 'felt-it'/
i 'scorch' and ya call yaself 'freez' why you on tha floor all 'melted'?/



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[freez]

gautier is 10 days away so he can't battle you. what we gonna do? wait fo'em? by the way, not bad boi. holla

[freez]

yo,that was just one of my stylez
gimme a beat, I pick a style and go on fo miles
now bitch, be specific still elusive,
my stylez are exclusive
y'all will get the dick swiftly
y'all swingin hard but they stylez miss me
a drop-top double R is what I'm riding
nigga if you was half da man your mom was you wouldn't be hiding
no hesitation when I rap and blast
you can't beat me, I go to fast
ya soul's already sould, it was cheaper then a dogshit
you trying to be cool but just don't got it
you say I'm the pussy?you don't got a penis but a mothaf*ckin' clit
you think you can beat me, you think you can rap
but you're the one who will spend a week in rehab
ya lyrics ain't worth crap!
you just like ja rule fakin' makaveli
bet you got 'thug life' writtin' on you're belly
wings on ya back like rule, think you can fly like R.kelly
you say ya rhymes made of rubber, mine of stone
I drop 'em on you and brake every single bone
daftconduct you old product, I'm new, and in a zone
if I don't got gautier I can do it alone!!!!!!
I'm F-R-double E-to the Z
don't f*ck around with a nigga like me!!!!

[The Lyrical Butcher]

...this 'banana' butt fukin fag gautier, decided to 'split'
leavin us to but a nut, right in his chick
can't stop talkin 'bout cars, his gay stipes and stars

i kno you bite, copy and paste...cause
how u went right, from sloppy and waste, to write, properly haste
fakin "yo,that was just one of my stylez"
you run wit 'em vowels, Mother Goose, diks hev fun wit yo mouth
yo only exclusive style is how, you put a cucumber in YO dirty south :o
"I can do it alone!!" bitch-please, gautier watchin
as i put holes in his chick-freez, till she look like swiss-cheese :shock: .....


...this ain't a battle...it's a joke....this elementary clown need to get his act together...i'm out this bullshi... "nigga if you was half da man your mom was you wouldn't be hiding"....bet that statement was made to gautier...fags...haha

Cas Territory

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fuk progress
you fu wit me yo soul be the only thang elavatin

The Lyrical Butcher

[The Lyrical Butcher]

...this 'banana' butt fukin fag gautier, decided to 'split'
leavin us to bust a nut, right in his chick
who can't stop talkin 'bout cars, his gay stipes-and-stars
(forget spittin) yo tounge serve as butt wipes-in-bars
i kno you bite, copy-and-paste... :( ..cause
how u went right, from sloppy-and-waste, to write, properly-haste
me thinkin ya fake wit all that "yo,that was just one-of-my-stylez"
you run-wit 'em-vowels, Mother Goose, diks hev fun-wit-yo-mouth
yo only exclusive style is how, you put a cucumber in YO dirty south
"I can do it alone!!" bitch-please, gautier watchin
as i put holes in his chick-freez, now she lookin like swiss-cheese....


fuk out o here...this ain't a battle...it's a joke....this elementary clown need to get his act together...i'm out this bullshi... "nigga if you was half da man your mom was you wouldn't be hiding"....that statement must've been made to gautier... :roll: ..fags...haha

CAS'DEE (Cas Territory)

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fuk progress
you fuk wit me and yo soul be the only thang elavatin

-The Lyrical Butcher-

[daftconduct]

hhahaa...
yo freez , yeh im an old product coz you can say that im a veteran/
coz im rippin ya icy ish up like anyotha MC but better than/
think you can fly like R Kelly , tell me truly what tha fuck u on about/
im crushin ya bone structure immensely till i hear you scream and shout/
YEH ya rhymes are stone coz they sink in running water flows/
and yeh i got a muthafuckin clit sittin right here below my nose/
ya momma ready to be licked out and abused like im a wife beater/
yo its ya child support times you got no family coz of my heater/
you talkin about cars and ish , my flows leavin you fukn staggard/
why you mentioning penis's and dicks you truly must be a faggot/
im swingin hard? dawg i aint even begun to swing swiftly/
you sayin that my momz is a man thats another mystery/

thius took me like 2 mins...
so dun hate too hard...
im tired as fuck

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