I'm a rappin assassin who's slashin n bashin foes without compassion
Murderin them in fashion when they go against my superior faction
My next victim, GiftedPotato, this cat is too basic, rhymin words like no & yo
Probably googlin versus to use against me in his counter flow
He's a biter, the kind that puts dracula to shame, you wanna be part of this game?
Kid that's insane, don't matter if your new or a vet I digest you all the same
Have you screamin my name as I slice your torso and bring real meaning to stomach pains
Break your bones with my words alone, lyrics impact so hard red shiftin your skin tone
Back hand you to the floor like the bitch that you are, dazed n confused you see nothin but stars
Your weak, can't compete, your defeat is no deceit, come to see you'd be dead if it was up to me
Don't bother speakin, your words are worthless, there's no point in gamblin on your ramblin babble
So worthless that I'll cut open that throat of yours and return Adam's Apple
Oh hi there, see you came up with somethin, Wasnt too bad, I saw some flowin.
Oh wait if I said that Id be lyin, that was so bad made my ears bleedin.
Simply put I aint worth battlin, step on my turf I knock u down crawling.
cause of death, bullet to chest, 1 bullet all it took, ur put to rest.
All of that im in the bushes contemplatin, thinkin bout my next murder victim.
But anyways im done with you, you might as well go back to fucking preschool.
Hey! I've been absent for a bit...been busy . I like your verse! we can keep it going by feeding off each others verses if you want. No specific bar amount. Let me know, it would be good practice
Hey there its your boy gifted potato
I be ready to show this nigga whos the n1 show
Hell be stuck on rhymin words cause of my countaflow
end up suckind dicks on the street 10 cents a choke
sitting there wishin he had known
would have been better endin up no show
instead of rapping like a lil prick thinkin he ghetto
finishin his career on the streets minus the bolywood flow.
Last edited by GiftedPotato; 08-09-2011 at 12:46 PM.
10 cents a choke?
You be gettin me confused wit ya moms, that dirty bitch hoe
Dirty bum fuckin that infected meat as she worked the street, thats how you were conceived! I know this is a battle but you should have prepared for a war, cuz my rhymes slam harder then the hammer packed by the mighty Thor.
Leave ya brain sore, as it tries to process what I'm spittin
Come at you freestyle or wit sik writtens, please listen, ya missin, the talent of rhymin and dissin, you lack provision, squeeze ya neck til it blurs ya vision, ya screamin submission, and leave you dead like a Titanic transmission.
So kick another verse and see where it gets you
Flow to the beat of ya moms bed while she fuckin her pimp dude in the next room
Bro why are you insulting my mom, if yours has been sucking dick a year long.
Beggin sum money from her sugardaddy, but guess what hes been hired by me.
Cause see I dont give a fuck bout ur family, you all gonna probly dye from catastrophy.
Listenin to my sick rhymes in amazement, while you sittin there alone in yo basement.
Sittin there jackin off to porn 24/7, Wont even admit that you hit a dead end.
All of your misery, caused by me, next time dont you go fucking with my family.