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08-13-2003, 04:21 PM
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Old School Stoner
Join Date: Apr 2002
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I'm Bored, someone rap battle me (suckily?)
Let's DO THIS!
Gettin ready, slowly my aim gets steady, Crack my neck, run a mental check, im good to go, get the cricks out of my flow, so it can run like a river, spit words that make you quiver and shiver like cold, now you must behold- watch my mental prowess unfold, get ready to get schooled cuz E-X U is where you're enrolled.
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08-13-2003, 04:47 PM
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what's that? you want me to rap? i'm no good at that.
you want some flows? talk to someone who knows. as for me,cant you see... my ryhmes are utter PEE! i must be some kinda fool, enrolled in this school... aint no education i'm getting, verbally beat down and i'm frettin. you think dis is gona be da battle? you really dont wanna hear me prattle. ---edit--- (this was my threethousandninehundredandnintyninth post btw) Last edited by Digit; 08-13-2003 at 04:55 PM. |
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08-13-2003, 04:48 PM
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Old School Stoner
Join Date: Apr 2002
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The battlefield is barren, just sittin here starin
at the wind, nobody there for me to rescind... No matter, I'll keep my gaze sharp as a blade, Like the mad hatter, i'll blaze up in the shade... --edit--w00t!
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08-13-2003, 05:00 PM
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Old School Stoner
Join Date: Apr 2002
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Come on digit, i know you can get with it,
But now is the time for fantastical rhymes, I break out my bong and toke like sour is to limes. My abstract mind is intact and I think you'll find my impact will leave you blind like tits that are stacked. Dual lasers of high intensity with the propensity to destroy, you try to attack but you're fighting my decoy... It's time to deploy max power, making mortals cower while I tower above and devour souls, accomplish my goals of domination, take over the nation, bring RUIN to EVERY corporation. You're tuned into my mental rad-i-o station.
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08-13-2003, 05:20 PM
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Old School Stoner
Join Date: Apr 2002
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Bongish joins the fight,
understands whats right, and raps pretty tight together we're like key and kite in the lightning at night the reaction of our combined biology is deep like psychology the fusion of my mind and technology like something out of mythology But I'm not one for theology, to me that shit is astrology, not in my ideology to praise that which moves against me........cuz i'd rather be free.
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08-13-2003, 05:25 PM
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Old School Stoner
Join Date: Jan 2003
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haha!!!!
All ya weak fools think ya be breakin tha rules but wit dev verbal tools ya couldn't make an infant drool now it's time yall get schooled as i step up to tha mic as i blow up tha set, like JJ i'm "dy-no-mite" So bes step up tha level of tha competition befo' i split yo weak ass in two like "cell division" When i start griipin, see ya be slippin grab ya mic cord start cable clippin end ya weak transmissions wit my vision of lockin' mc's up in a lyrical prison
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"They taste like crap! What are these mints called?" "Excre-Mints" "I Think I Thought Therefore I Thought I Was" "Is it stoned in here or is it just me?" "One out of every four people is suffering from some form of mental illness. Check three friends. If they're OK, then it's you." "Cuz' tha weedflo don't stop an they ain' no cops, bustin people tokin in they own box, ya wanna know was up ya wanna know where I'll be, I be chillin up in Ol'skool-B" |
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08-13-2003, 05:44 PM
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Old School Stoner
Join Date: Apr 2002
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You think im emprisoned but I got the key,
I fully understand what it is to be free, you think your eyes are open but you can't truly see, your skills and rhymes are vastly inferior to me. The universe runs through tracks in my brain, you are all just products of the traces of insane. My neurons give birth to planets with a spark, thinkin you're ill but you're in the dark, so listen up like hark, harken here....listen to what I'm spittin cuz I see it so clear. Everything you've ever seen or heard or even touched, originated in my head where reality is clutched I created time with a wild and loose thought, now think of everyone you ever hate or fought, its an imaginary timeline occuring inside me, every single life and minute just my mental debris.
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08-13-2003, 05:45 PM
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sstoned rappa
Join Date: Feb 2003
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iim known for smokin-bowls, of... potent-gold, im rockin so much ice ya toes-are-cold, i dont even know why im battling you cuz i know-youl-fold
my words is sick shit makes you vomit-guts, send you a bomb in the mail for christmas or hannikuh these cats are amature, lyrically slammin-ya, who ever heard of rappers from the U.K and Canada// i pitty-your-rhymes, i could beat you fifty-some-times, leave you out to dry like diddy-did-shyne// so lets-go, im leavin ya face red like prego, you goin nowhere in the game liek you signed to death-row closer: im bout to SPRAY YA TEAM with a LAZER BEAM, the shells'll hit then youl SHAKE AND BLEED,// my HEAT'll STAND STONG, but dont panic KEEP YA PANTS ON cuz noone wants to see you NAKED-B// if you dont get ne of the metas or punches as me
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B Clips shouts to young luck, jay nice, HOMOCIDE Last edited by billy dempsey; 08-13-2003 at 07:16 PM. |
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08-13-2003, 05:54 PM
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Old School Stoner
Join Date: Apr 2002
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*cough*thatbarelymadesenseandpestoisgreen*cough*
http://images.google.com/imgres?imgu...UTF-8%26sa%3DN 
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08-13-2003, 05:57 PM
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sstoned rappa
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haha fuck iu meant to put prego...like spaghetti sauce, and i thought it made sence but whatever...it sounds better if you read it the right way so maybe try reading it differantly
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B Clips shouts to young luck, jay nice, HOMOCIDE Last edited by billy dempsey; 08-13-2003 at 06:02 PM. |
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08-13-2003, 07:53 PM
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barely umpteen rapped woids in ma life,
and to all you "PROs" i'm kickin up strife. what's this shit? you in a fit? take a hit, and then just sit, cos all you talkers aint walkers you just full o'bULLshit. i got ganj on mah mind and none in my throat, 'ts alcohol i find and it dont float mah boat. lemme tall ya all about the ism, the ism and the isms! communism, socialism, facism, capitalism and a glass prisim do some for some and none for the otha, what we all need, and you know it brutha, is dat sweet sweet ism of da ganja ... dat red, green and jellow praise da jah... cataclism? spurtin jizm? dont you listn? whats mah mout fizzin? you know ' i'm talking about, its call rastafarianism! let us all chong, hits from da bong, all night long, sing dat song.... (((instrumental....))) *Gurggle gurrgle gurrgle gurrgle gurrgle gurrgle gurrgle gu-gu-gu-gu-gurgle* now u gonna slag me for taking cred when cred aint due... think i dont know hill cypress spun those words don' you? the way of the stoner, those words give us a boner, they have no owner. yeeehaaaa, you wanna fuck? na you cant handle, yo suck. I crashed into skool wit mah truck and yo all outta luck. i just doubled mah lifetimes chimes rappin primes sublimes so many times wit no limes wit no crimes all perfect ryhmes. who heard of rappas uk? you say? ken dinnae. ya needta prey. neva heard dem say? YOUKAYCANNADAKUCKS PLAAAAAAY... (not bad fo a non rapper prog & techno fan eh?)  |
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08-13-2003, 07:54 PM
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sstoned rappa
Join Date: Feb 2003
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i make cats shiver and shake wit my ice and gucci-vest//
you know ya boy nyne delivers rhymes like U.P.S.// cause mass hysteria in ya area like tommy vercetti// pull out my machetti crows hover cuz they know you dead already// pull out the shotti spray ya body wit lead confetti// you can find me smoke a blunt and countin my money// everwhere i go im surrounded by honeys// ya thought ya shit was gangsta til you relize how it sounded so funny Nyne brings tecs that will melt ya chest and wreck and center// snap ya neck back like a pez dispencer// i done alotta wrong in my life, god dont send me to hell// i handle beef like taco bell, i wrap it in shells// forget the knife// you the type that rocks a fitted that dont really fit that nice// im bout to come out and spit fire to this dude// your chances of winnin is like flippin a quarter- heads i win, tails you loose//
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08-13-2003, 08:48 PM
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Old School Stoner
Join Date: Apr 2002
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The fake gangster shit is mad clichè
pretending you're a superstar that gets mad play think with your mind and not with the trend eat knowledge to the rind and you'll transcend the trivial shit, tryin to fake a hit with the same old crap bustin whats been busted its the same old rap, "bustin a cap"--the words have no meaning, overused and abused, to hear it is demeaning. You gotta speak original and be real too, You'll notice that people will feel you, cuz people aren't stupid they can smell a fake, you gotta create and not just take, from the stack of spare rhymes, about hos and slangin dimes, about bros and big-time crimes, There's more to be said, I know there's more in your head, Together we can stop the spread, bust original shit instead, death to the rhymes that are as common as bread, I'll be rappin unique till the day that I'm dead. --ex--spittin infinity with weed, knowledge, and drive as my trinity.
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08-13-2003, 09:17 PM
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sstoned rappa
Join Date: Feb 2003
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ahh that was aright but the rhymes are kinda simple and your metas arent too strong, like "as common as bread"
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