BAttles

[DJ Anarkist]

Does Anybody wanna battle i'm just really bored....

i'm expert in life reduction
it don't phase me, fagggot ya less than nothing
better not reply or may hav to pop a lil sumthin
i know you talkin hard, but ya bitch? she's leavin wit me
i might aswell tell y'all how it's bout to be
i fucks wit ya, holocaust three
starter cap, black nikes and an all white tee
coz all i see, is a gang of me's loose in the streets
i'm in it, you defendin' it
you know i start shit, but i'm about to end it
my flow be splendid
see ya neck, i'm bendin it
i'm a soldier
i'm about drop shit, so move tha fuck over
so teel me who you are, a hard or a ho
i've been poppin shit 16 lines now i'm bout to go
you actin fake gangsta coz it's all fo show

[$0 R3@L]

bro have you got a mic? you should make some audio? your lyrics are tight

[DragonzEdge]

recording at home and recording in a studio is two different things. i would know, because i go to the studio 3 days of the week.

[DJ Anarkist]

thx man tht means alot

[sicilyzbest]

Here's a little something for you

i battle anyone, so bring on the next plate
so i can expose this ho, like paris hiltons sex tape
i test hate, and put your rhymes on the line
make fakes put their mind on the crime, while they lie on the dime
retract ya step, tactics are met, time to work ya bitch ass over
like i'm stackin cement, now you askin who's bent, its key
the sicilian sticks to the jab, you want mud or blood?,
no blood, you already stick to the rag, like you pickin a scab
you tippin the fags, you wanna deal wit drama homie, split ya and dip
leave ya missin like osama homie, got mad back like my bodies cloning
solely cocked and loaded, verses I spit, drop you when you
stopped and lonely, but i dont wanna get you frightened
box ya jots, with thunder and lightning, that im typing
you fighting, to keep your head up in the last round,its only the first verse,
i'm fact now, you should just pass out, this is the 15th line
and now im bout to show you how to flow plus
how to get rid of Anarkist and anyone that blows

[ShadyRox]

your both good, this will be a good battle

[DJ Anarkist]

Here's a little something for you

i battle anyone, so bring on the next plate
so i can expose this ho, like paris hiltons sex tape
i test hate, and put your rhymes on the line
make fakes put their mind on the crime, while they lie on the dime
retract ya step, tactics are met, time to work ya bitch ass over
like i'm stackin cement, now you askin who's bent, its key
the sicilian sticks to the jab, you want mud or blood?,
no blood, you already stick to the rag, like you pickin a scab
you tippin the fags, you wanna deal wit drama homie, split ya and dip
leave ya missin like osama homie, got mad back like my bodies cloning
solely cocked and loaded, verses I spit, drop you when you
stopped and lonely, but i dont wanna get you frightened
box ya jots, with thunder and lightning, that im typing
you fighting, to keep your head up in the last round,its only the first verse,
i'm fact now, you should just pass out, this is the 15th line
and now im bout to show you how to flow plus
how to get rid of Anarkist and anyone that blows

you ain't solely cocked and loaded
ya word skill is eroded
you just talkin, u a nark bitch
so all i have to do is reload the cartridge
twelve shots to the mouth
i'ma show you how we do in the south
it's very gud that you learnt how to count
but now it's time for the second round in this bout
i'm too young, but don't give a fuck
i'll crush ya body so that ya bones are dust
i'm cool wherever i go so my chain i don't gotta tuck
is ya bitch a trumpet player coz she sure can suck
i am the element that make the world go 'round
4 pound, that make ya world round
i'm tha king tha bring the world to ground
i got my hammer, i'm about to nailin'
you a snitch, so get to tellin
homie i'm a felon.
in other words predicate
you ain't gangsta you probaly live in conneticut