Yeah, that’s right punk, I’m talking to you! So you think you’re bad, huh? You think you’re hardcore? Fine. Then let’s put your limits to the limit, as they say in the Eastern bloc. No, I don’t want any of that pussy “here’s my name, address, and daytime phone number” crap. I’m talking about a battle. A rap battle, right here, in The Cage. If you accept, you have a chance to defend your title. If you decline, then I’ll just battle you anyway, probably making an ass of myself in the process. But just imagine the shame! Do you really want to live with that?
When someone throws you in a pool, do you stop and say “Hey, don’t do that, I can’t swim!” It’s too late, gotta sink or swim!! Looks like DRD has chosen to sink…
man your shits whack/ tryin to sag and holla back/
talkin about yo weak ass crew/ and just between me and you/ i made your mom squeel like she knew/ you better lern to ryme and flow/ before you step to me on the microphone/ it’s qite funny when you try and diss me/because your rymes are sickley/ you use words that don’t make sense/ and you think my brain is dense?/ you got no respect/ because all of your rymes suck/ and every second word is f@#k/ i don’t even need to swear/ and i will still eat you up like a bear/ but don’t disspear/ you can still be my bitch/ turn tricks/ and give me money because iam your pimp/ you should go back to skool/ to lern your english and not act a fool/ this is just a message board/ imagine real life/ you must get booed of stage like every night/ you cant even spell/ so you better give it on last shot before i send you to hell.
“You’re stuck on a ship in a bottle, quite unique
You live inside my painting and move once a week
I switched the art around, my friends are gettin’ suspicious”
hey man, i did not lose to you that bad. iam starting to get better, i post on a canadian hip-hop message board and i have started to lern about word play and punch lines and shit like that. your just an asshole.
Maybe, but Im also a better lyricist. BTW “bitch”, “trick” and “pimp” DO NOT RHYME.
“You’re stuck on a ship in a bottle, quite unique
You live inside my painting and move once a week
I switched the art around, my friends are gettin’ suspicious”
Listen fool, DRD is a standup guy. Even when he caught me pantless in his flowerbed, staring into his window; he only winged me with his 9mm. He could’ve killed me but he didn’t. He’s a good guy in my book.
you ARE an assole, and a immamature one at that, for example you are comparing your self to a 14 YEAR OLD!
you also just attack me for no reason, like on the other thread were i was asking about money so it will HELP me in the future, you just came in telling me to grow up, well i don’t think you were thinking about financial shit when you were 14.
JKD_Fighter: When I was eight years old, I woke my parents up one night because I was afraid I was going to die. No reason, really, I just spent the vast majority of my childhood in constant awareness of my own mortality. So I think I have you beat, too.
BTW “bitch”, “trick” and “pimp” DO NOT RHYME.