yo who wanna battle?? holla!!
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ready for battle...
Started by Shawn Shady, Jul 30 2003 09:13 PM
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Posted 31 July 2003 - 10:05 AM
yeah, this can get good! go fo it shawn! battle!!!!
peace out
peace out
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Posted 01 August 2003 - 06:50 AM
*Yawn* aight it's almost 3 in the mothafuckin' morning let's see what i can cook up...you're being served thos hot shit:
*click click boom*
make some room here comes da hiphop mothafuckin' plague of doom
Rippin these faggot cats with lyrics that are strapped with gats
I saturate whack lyricists in acid baths
Active Double S factions back
settling vengeances with untenable pensions mixed with hydrogen-einsteinium gas
Sadistically regurgitating lyrics that exclude the feeble
I secrete my evil with metaphysical dyslexia that pleases people
my shit so hot, i'm wanted like an 8-MILE sequel
fuck da critics
Methane gases will make your cheeks pull like bulimics
my rhymes are omnipotent and everlasting like the resurrecting phoenix
SS spits ten thousand degrees Celsius hotter than our star’s chromospheres
leaving weak emcees eviscerated with receding hair lines dangling from left ears
overdose on advils is known for successful deception but left with no legends and skills In GENERAL like MILLS
I spit rhymes that leave ETHER and DOPAMINE mixed with AMMONIA spreading through TITAN CHILLS
bittin deals my punches are melodramatically gigantic
sinking weak mc's faster than Titanic
i spit so frantic, these mc's stumble over freestyles like schitzophrenics
i jab like lennox (lewis) while they playing tennis
leavin'em ramshackled like Dennis
rhymes mo' rowdier i corrupt South central's own menace
lyricaly chopped up like lettuce
i'm misplaced now you take over da case
i'm tired like i haven't slept in days...i'm out...ZzZzZzZzZzZzZz
*click click boom*
make some room here comes da hiphop mothafuckin' plague of doom
Rippin these faggot cats with lyrics that are strapped with gats
I saturate whack lyricists in acid baths
Active Double S factions back
settling vengeances with untenable pensions mixed with hydrogen-einsteinium gas
Sadistically regurgitating lyrics that exclude the feeble
I secrete my evil with metaphysical dyslexia that pleases people
my shit so hot, i'm wanted like an 8-MILE sequel
fuck da critics
Methane gases will make your cheeks pull like bulimics
my rhymes are omnipotent and everlasting like the resurrecting phoenix
SS spits ten thousand degrees Celsius hotter than our star’s chromospheres
leaving weak emcees eviscerated with receding hair lines dangling from left ears
overdose on advils is known for successful deception but left with no legends and skills In GENERAL like MILLS
I spit rhymes that leave ETHER and DOPAMINE mixed with AMMONIA spreading through TITAN CHILLS
bittin deals my punches are melodramatically gigantic
sinking weak mc's faster than Titanic
i spit so frantic, these mc's stumble over freestyles like schitzophrenics
i jab like lennox (lewis) while they playing tennis
leavin'em ramshackled like Dennis
rhymes mo' rowdier i corrupt South central's own menace
lyricaly chopped up like lettuce
i'm misplaced now you take over da case
i'm tired like i haven't slept in days...i'm out...ZzZzZzZzZzZzZz
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Posted 01 August 2003 - 11:27 AM
Did you write that shit in a lab...?
its damn Hot!
its damn Hot!
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Posted 01 August 2003 - 01:12 PM
Looks like Shawn Shady coulden't stand the temptation
to burn down Eddie like he was a gasstation
with Shell written on it, he really did commit
a crime, so pick up the phone and dial nine one one
lyricly assasin by criminal Shawn
handgranade-lines that cullapse as a bomb
he got words as bullets and his lips are the gun
spittin' automatic like this was World War III
Blowin' up Eddie Hitler to set the world free
finally it's the day of worldwide liberation
Eddie be abandened left us to rule the nation
better hide outside the, try to act like afro-Croatian
yeah that's right, i called you a nazi
I take more shots at you than the fuckin' papparazzi
you think you're hot, but in fact you're stone-cold
didn't even make the victory-lane, and Shawn Shady got gold
we are hypermodern and your hype is old
don't try to come back here you're allready sold
to the white men get ready for slavery labour,
as you wanna be famoust, go catch some vapors
you hang on the mic like was a runaway-chimp
gimme the Mac, I'll have him walkin' with a limp
as a matter of fact, he won't be walkin' at all
hit 'em right between the eyes, crushin' your skull.
you stink like the smell of fake-ass rebell
did anywone ever tell, that your rap don't ring no bell
Shawn's rhymes put a spell that are worse than the cell
we got you doomed to xenox cuz your whole life's a remix
we stump your shit all over from New York to Phoenix...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
to burn down Eddie like he was a gasstation
with Shell written on it, he really did commit
a crime, so pick up the phone and dial nine one one
lyricly assasin by criminal Shawn
handgranade-lines that cullapse as a bomb
he got words as bullets and his lips are the gun
spittin' automatic like this was World War III
Blowin' up Eddie Hitler to set the world free
finally it's the day of worldwide liberation
Eddie be abandened left us to rule the nation
better hide outside the, try to act like afro-Croatian
yeah that's right, i called you a nazi
I take more shots at you than the fuckin' papparazzi
you think you're hot, but in fact you're stone-cold
didn't even make the victory-lane, and Shawn Shady got gold
we are hypermodern and your hype is old
don't try to come back here you're allready sold
to the white men get ready for slavery labour,
as you wanna be famoust, go catch some vapors
you hang on the mic like was a runaway-chimp
gimme the Mac, I'll have him walkin' with a limp
as a matter of fact, he won't be walkin' at all
hit 'em right between the eyes, crushin' your skull.
you stink like the smell of fake-ass rebell
did anywone ever tell, that your rap don't ring no bell
Shawn's rhymes put a spell that are worse than the cell
we got you doomed to xenox cuz your whole life's a remix
we stump your shit all over from New York to Phoenix...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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Posted 01 August 2003 - 02:19 PM
..shawn ripped it, wit the characteristics of a cannaballistic sick kid
his linguistics ripped DG quick, till now reduced he to jus, a limp-B!tch..vapours
..well that's wat he ment to say n-way...shawn took it.......one
CAS'DEE (Cas Territory)
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fuk progress
you fuk with me and the only thang elavatin be yo soul
-The Lyrical Butcher-
his linguistics ripped DG quick, till now reduced he to jus, a limp-B!tch..vapours
..well that's wat he ment to say n-way...shawn took it.......one
CAS'DEE (Cas Territory)
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fuk progress
you fuk with me and the only thang elavatin be yo soul
-The Lyrical Butcher-
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Posted 01 August 2003 - 02:59 PM
DA GAUTIER said:
Looks like Shawn Shady coulden't stand the temptation
to burn down Eddie like he was a gasstation
with Shell written on it, he really did commit
a crime, so pick up the phone and dial nine one one
lyricly assasin by criminal Shawn
handgranade-lines that cullapse as a bomb
he got words as bullets and his lips are the gun
spittin' automatic like this was World War III
Blowin' up Eddie Hitler to set the world free
finally it's the day of worldwide liberation
Eddie be abandened left us to rule the nation
better hide outside the, try to act like afro-Croatian
yeah that's right, i called you a nazi
I take more shots at you than the fuckin' papparazzi
you think you're hot, but in fact you're stone-cold
didn't even make the victory-lane, and Shawn Shady got gold
we are hypermodern and your hype is old
don't try to come back here you're allready sold
to the white men get ready for slavery labour,
as you wanna be famoust, go catch some vapors
you hang on the mic like was a runaway-chimp
gimme the Mac, I'll have him walkin' with a limp
as a matter of fact, he won't be walkin' at all
hit 'em right between the eyes, crushin' your skull.
you stink like the smell of fake-ass rebell
did anywone ever tell, that your rap don't ring no bell
Shawn's rhymes put a spell that are worse than the cell
we got you doomed to xenox cuz your whole life's a remix
we stump your shit all over from New York to Phoenix...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
to burn down Eddie like he was a gasstation
with Shell written on it, he really did commit
a crime, so pick up the phone and dial nine one one
lyricly assasin by criminal Shawn
handgranade-lines that cullapse as a bomb
he got words as bullets and his lips are the gun
spittin' automatic like this was World War III
Blowin' up Eddie Hitler to set the world free
finally it's the day of worldwide liberation
Eddie be abandened left us to rule the nation
better hide outside the, try to act like afro-Croatian
yeah that's right, i called you a nazi
I take more shots at you than the fuckin' papparazzi
you think you're hot, but in fact you're stone-cold
didn't even make the victory-lane, and Shawn Shady got gold
we are hypermodern and your hype is old
don't try to come back here you're allready sold
to the white men get ready for slavery labour,
as you wanna be famoust, go catch some vapors
you hang on the mic like was a runaway-chimp
gimme the Mac, I'll have him walkin' with a limp
as a matter of fact, he won't be walkin' at all
hit 'em right between the eyes, crushin' your skull.
you stink like the smell of fake-ass rebell
did anywone ever tell, that your rap don't ring no bell
Shawn's rhymes put a spell that are worse than the cell
we got you doomed to xenox cuz your whole life's a remix
we stump your shit all over from New York to Phoenix...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
now hopp off his d|ck your cornball...........who rhymes about nazi's? u jewish or som'n
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Posted 02 August 2003 - 12:26 AM
yo thanks for the props...didn't mean to go all out like that :wink: ...by the way where's eddie at?
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Posted 02 August 2003 - 06:19 PM
sorry fo da delay man, been puttin in mad hours at ma job, plus i had to think about a worthy reply to yo ish coz u kinda came hard wit it. but still this is a battle and "I WILL NOT LOSE",
when i caress tha mic i win any contest wit zest,
coz i possess tha gift of tha gab that u all quest,
i'm tha E double D, handin shawn an lyrical whippin,
then i'm makin him send me tha trophy and pay tha fuckin shippin,
nigga yo style is simplistic, shoulda left yo name unlisted,
now ima stick ma fist thru ya chest and twist it,
hahahaha, laugh at this nigga who claim he meaner,
u hopeless, type to give yoself a blowjob wit a vacuum cleaner,
I be the crazy emcee that will open ya chest and beat you with your ribs,
hope u aint scared when lyrical ammo make yo chest wheeze,
ma style never drag like they do black men in Texas,
u a better challenger than Gautier but u still aint no threat,
ima torture u till u pay cash to end this torment,
coz im tha rawest of tha raw nigga, ma passion ain't dormant,
naturally i style, profile and destroy all these weak rap punks,
coz i got mo rhymes in ma dome than mobsters got bodies in bullet riddled trunks,
cuz when involving victory, you'll never touch, smell or taste it,
understand that weak niggas such as yoself come a dime a dozen,
it's my nature to do anything i gotta do to get these niggaz buzzin,
even if it means detachin yo head from ya neck off and throwin it in an oven,
fuck an 8-mile sequal, u better off being an ''ex-man'' like Rupaul,
quit battlin u better off playin wit barbie dolls,
i'm nice wit these marvelous rhymes designed in my mind,
u all stressed out while i'm sittin wit ma feet reclined,
start gutting you till i'm using your intestines as a bracelet,
face it, your illest battling skills are still way beneath me,
so you'll end up being the excrement that my shit is laced wit.!!!!
when i caress tha mic i win any contest wit zest,
coz i possess tha gift of tha gab that u all quest,
i'm tha E double D, handin shawn an lyrical whippin,
then i'm makin him send me tha trophy and pay tha fuckin shippin,
nigga yo style is simplistic, shoulda left yo name unlisted,
now ima stick ma fist thru ya chest and twist it,
hahahaha, laugh at this nigga who claim he meaner,
u hopeless, type to give yoself a blowjob wit a vacuum cleaner,
I be the crazy emcee that will open ya chest and beat you with your ribs,
hope u aint scared when lyrical ammo make yo chest wheeze,
ma style never drag like they do black men in Texas,
u a better challenger than Gautier but u still aint no threat,
ima torture u till u pay cash to end this torment,
coz im tha rawest of tha raw nigga, ma passion ain't dormant,
naturally i style, profile and destroy all these weak rap punks,
coz i got mo rhymes in ma dome than mobsters got bodies in bullet riddled trunks,
cuz when involving victory, you'll never touch, smell or taste it,
understand that weak niggas such as yoself come a dime a dozen,
it's my nature to do anything i gotta do to get these niggaz buzzin,
even if it means detachin yo head from ya neck off and throwin it in an oven,
fuck an 8-mile sequal, u better off being an ''ex-man'' like Rupaul,
quit battlin u better off playin wit barbie dolls,
i'm nice wit these marvelous rhymes designed in my mind,
u all stressed out while i'm sittin wit ma feet reclined,
start gutting you till i'm using your intestines as a bracelet,
face it, your illest battling skills are still way beneath me,
so you'll end up being the excrement that my shit is laced wit.!!!!
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Posted 02 August 2003 - 06:25 PM
gautier, for tha love of all thats right, nigga stop tryina battle, rap, or anything involving rhymes. u just need to face tha fact that u ain't cut out for dis.
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Posted 02 August 2003 - 06:58 PM
yo eddie, just stop bitchin' and deal with the fact that you the one loosin' all battles you involved with ... snitch !
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Posted 03 August 2003 - 11:41 AM
HEKIMA said:
Did you write that shit in a lab...?
its damn Hot!
its damn Hot!
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Posted 04 August 2003 - 10:25 PM
Shawn won but Eddy put in a good effort, he had some ill punches but he kinda came up short 'cause that shit from shawn was straight fire.
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Posted 05 August 2003 - 10:42 AM
Lazima tuonyeshe mifano,picha ikiwezekana na vielelezo-si unajua mwenyewe..
PA1
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Posted 05 August 2003 - 03:03 PM
this battle was a blazer but much respect to both dem souljahs for keepin a nigga entertained. like what guest said, Ed tried but SHAWN KILLED IT.
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