Battle Thread

[SLaQ n Sauce]

These rhymes are not for real
so i dont care if you be feelin 'em
cuz if i was really to be dealin' 'em
you fuckers'll be jottin em down an stealin em
this lyrical delerium
is searing the fear in 'em
makin ladies squeal an' mouth open an' kneeling
lips tight sealing and appealing to my sexual senses,
the top MC i will be in the next poetry consensus
your psychological fences
are being toppled by your own weak defences
making you drool foolishly in the same way kool aid quenches
MC's are warming the benches
cuz im always on my game
painfully bursting your brain with merely the plain utterance of my name
ive trained my minds eye to the dark side of the force like a sith
gifted with strange powers like a space odyssey monolith
im like a time rift in your consciousness
affecting your reality
verbally assaulting the sheer existence of your mortality
in actuality
you'd be another MC fatality
understanding the consequences of what its like to battle me.

[Kid Kaos]

Just another virus trying to disrupt my verbal main frame
I told you I was perfect, like going 5-5 in a baseball game
U cant shake this, my minds like an ocean
I get more fish then you anyday, best break out the lotion
Slaq n Sauce, fuck you up like squadless did with DOS
Bitch please, I got your girl on her knees
Asking me: Can I have another shot please?
Battlin me qualifies for your Dismissal
115 to 56 is the final score when the ref blows the whistle
It dont matter what nationality you are
And it dont matter whats words you got from the dictionary
You aint gonna have that shit in a real battle, your loss is complementary
I got my money, my weed, and my wallet
When the cops come I stagger like an alcoholic
I run like a deer when it frolics
Thats how we do it every single day
Livin by the gangsta Frisco Bay
Slaq you couldent last in a westcoast parlay
You talking crazy shit
Battlin is about how many people you can rip
You wanna got 12 rounds with me best get prepaired
When its all over your face might need to be repaired

[SLaQ n Sauce]

Kaos, you aint nuthin but a shit talker
an I'll crush u faster than Dakk's ass trapped underneath of an AT-AT walker,
its no shocker
that last week you were an oen izan skid rocker
sqwauking when i stuffed your mocking ass inside your locker
a self proclaimed glock cocker
thats never seen a real nine
you could feel mine
but it would only be the cold steel makin a bee line to ya temple
Are you retarded? or just half mental?
cuz every word is detremental to ya fuckin dental plan
my experimental tactics have been slappin you wack raplets since before you were born man
your rhymes are outworn man
like whiteys dreads at a Korn jam
overplayed more than a world wide web porn scam
damn! those cheese n ham catch phrases only amazes the simplest of minds into dazes
you'd be lost in my brains mazes
smoked out as my blunt blazes and hazes your perception
makin ya lose all direction
fuckin your dimension with this lyrical dissension
at closer inspection
yer like a 2400 baud connection
as my DSL hacks your shell without the slightest of detection
i forgot to mention
your stenchin' rhymes are all phlegm
your 1st rap album was prolly eminem
but you wear more denim and act more feminine
i drink my corona with a lemon in
while u claim to hit the forties
You say you're puffin blunts
but yer only smokin shorties and wondering how u can score these dope flows which are iller than any of your silly forum filler.

[ConcreteSchlyrd]

That was actually pretty dope, Slaq.

[Kid Kaos]

Slaq you little nut buster come a little closer
So I can slap you across your dome you little poser
Think your the shit using 5 lines of the same fucking ryme
Thats cool though, believe what you want
And hate what you want too, I aint through
I got plenty of rap with the gift ta gab
Slaq your sauce comes from a can
Whith your korn jam porn scam thats bull man
What you think your in the wu-tang klan?
Dont get me wrong, I liked what I saw
But what the fuck is that shit, rapping about star wars
Walking with an unloaded gun and slamming doors
Yea thats real tuff of you, talking about your nine
I call my shit a tecca ninna coming to blast arenas
You rap uglier then a fat bitch with emphazima
Eminem is a little fruit, with a little COCK...tail
I fuck up your lyrical tracks and make you de...rail
Go ahead and bring your sith warrior bull shit
Ill bring my AK with a full clip
Each bullet represent my disgust of your white ass concrete
Go listen to your jurrasic 5 because your in way too deep
You make fun of my rymes everyday quietly
But ive never heard your ass try an rap with any variety
Rap and hip-hop are two different things
Listen to your beastie boys and DJ Jazzy Jeff
My beat can get so loud it will make you def
Fuck what you think, and fuck who you be
When its all said and done, ill make you say "It sucks to be me"
You play video games...all day
Fucking all your hoes...nightlay
Chek it out im about to end this shit right here
You can go twenty and ten, and think your hot
While you play im robbing your bitch of her virginity its my plot
And she finally reached the climax
I creep like a snake more deadly then anthrax
Now im pulling out the latex, and giving it to whos next
Cause that bitch gets freaky living on my block
Man these little freaks where I live got flavor
Doin dirty thangs with my sexy little neighbors

Fuck it...

[ConcreteSchlyrd]

a-a-b-b... it worked for Puffy.

Take it to the next millenium, Kid. Mase can't wait to start recording.

[SLaQ n Sauce]

Here comes my tongue back lashin
unabashin' and dashin' your hopes with no compassion
as my class action suits and steel toed boots
are trashing you and every single one of your wack ass recruits.
But really rude boy, If you wanna come a steppin
the lesson you'll be gettin is one you wont be soon forgettin
cuz im bloodlettin MC's
for microphone discrepencies
displeases me like all of these diseased philosophies
that KID MC's are passing off as lyrical content
unwanted blown up ego's being flaunted
haunted, like your childhood when u were taunted
leaves me undaunted in my pursuit to a higher level
cuz as i revel with the gods
your still a bitch for the devil
I dishevel MC's microphone abilities
Im incredibly upsettable like twin Bill Bixby's
when i seize the mic ya might not like this rhyme fight any longer
why ya quiet? why ya sombre?
ya thought u could play but'cha couldnt be any wronger
so sit out for the season, raps version of chris pronger
the song heard here is nothin' to those who know me
your party gets the people when promoters dare to show me
cuz the flow that i display will stop the show like barricades
i make the grades like the nerd in school who's smokin' straight A's
when ma music plays the craze will peak into a blazed crescendo
while your lazy beats are sampled from nintendo
dont even try to defend your pretendin' MC innuendo
cuz yer flow blows like ya hunnie when i flash dollar bills
i grabbed her by the collar and im hearin' the hollering still
you wasted all ya mic skill
now ya shits getting tired
kid, ya license has expired to plug in your mic wire.


:eek:

[Pearl Jam]

good rhymes require collaboration - watch as conc and I piece together a serious bliggie-dropping rhyme:

Do you know the muffin man?

[ConcreteSchlyrd]

The muffin man?

[Pearl Jam]

THE MUFFIN MAN!

[ConcreteSchlyrd]

Ludacris wrecks mics with the muffin man

[Pearl Jam]

While sipping bacardi in his Dodge Caravan.

[Pearl Jam]

NOW THROW IN SOME KID KAOS FLAVOR:

FUCK! SHIT! FUCKSHIT! COCK!

[ConcreteSchlyrd]

NICKEL-PLATED NINES! COCKASSSSS!

[Eeks]

I'LL FUCK YOU UP WITH MY AK CLIP