12695, Gsquared VS. Soulbrotha Posted by Zin, Tue Apr-06-04 06:24 AM
To vote reply to this reply ..with winner's name in the subject header...thanks...Zin
Soul's verse
T.H.R.E.A.T.S beat plays in the background ADLIB: Look ‘ere mayn, I mean all I’m sayin’ is..ahh you so wack They couldn’t even get another word that was wack enough To describe yo’ wackness know’hmsayin? I mean this..this..this..ahh…heck naw.. this ain’t a game toad, who you think you dealin’ wit? I make sure you never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever evvverr! Grow enough guts to hold a microphone in yo’ greasy hand.. WHAT lil sucka, WHAT?!
Time to square off, G you’re a square airhead trying to fit into absent in-crowds, realize homey, no one’s there You must be lyric impaired, the way your words just slurr All over the place, got your adverbs all tired from the wear and tear How dare, you, step to my face Your career on here’s just dust on furniture I’ll wipe that off till this place’s a clean slate Must be on a mean wake, maybe you’re just unperturbed Your whole style’s a mistaken grade, just not deserved The possibility of you even coming close to nearly beating me Is further than miniature mannikin’s on pedestals touching Lady liberty I-mean-let-it-go-G, please-literally, ‘cos this liturgy will riddle your Little league literature with leverage that’ll belittle every thing you are most definitely, by lexicons that make mincemeat of dictionaries, just so you know you can’t riddle-me,
(Hesitating….awww..naww..heck naw (live audience holds back SB’s hands)) beat fades
‘cos even with those fifteen it’d be enough to diminish your non existent self esteem for the chump change your flow’s worth, the nerve of this weird herb tryin’ to be heard with thug words wearin’ a Pokemon shirt?! You’re a words-th-less quirk, never O.G. just the same chipmunk with the tweeked voice whose poise got spoilt by these bars, the only sickness you ever spat was when your saliva was soulfull of SARS
Gsquared's verse
My comp is my bro, so, it's about the flow, yo it ain't about the diss it's about this the madness in the heart, the passion for the art the total show, the way you grow, picking spots as have-nots we struggle but we don't cave in the battle's within, if I survive I fuckin win I like what i see, I'm stayin alive, all the way in nothing comes cheaply I'm on the earth and I spin this is my re-al-i-ty, it's rooted you can't move it overground underground it's in the way that you prove it supersonic sound waves organize the move-ment phonical genetical connectable improvement to soothe is to suture the scars of the fighter the future defender deflects the inciter bright star Mars reppin night wars mythical to slay the aggressor come stealth and centrifigal
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