15419, RE: Noir vs Kdini Posted by MiracleRic, Thu Mar-03-05 05:43 PM
KDini
Ladies and Gents, the bo Dini's back at it/ The Yosemite Sam, gun happy rap addict/ Noir, you should have never stepped in from the bench/ Cause when I rip your ass apart, there's no ducking the stench/ You think you're going to war, started digging the trench/ Didn't know I was at your crib, dicking your whench/ Introduction - Krazy Dice - number one on the grid/ I'm also well known as "pops" to your kids/ My number one hobby's leaving MCs drenched/ And insuring that you keep spelling your name in French/ Come on, AK, you ain't really ready for the rapture, dude/ You just gassed cause you think Jay-Z named an album after you/ Treat me like a salesperson - say you're just passing through/ Go home and write some new prayers with your pastor crew/ Whatever you do, I hope that you've found a religion/ And stick to playing Grand Theft Auto - passing your missions/ Cause I'm known for brining lyrical death to punks/ That's why they call my cars elephants - they got big trunks/ Holla
Noir
blah blah blah - blah blah (one syllable word)/ blah blah blah - blah blah you're a little turd/ your verse structure flunks - your rhymes lack resonance/ your presence is pitiful - you have my sentiments/ early evidence suggests you'll never reach eminence/ i'll do my best to - return you to sediments/ but the ground rejects you, you pop up like Bobo/ then DASH off in a flurry - in a hurry like FloJo/ your wack record's impressive - you're surely the best/ at being the worst - doth the lady protest?/ Kdini, who-dini? who dunny? who did it? i'll make you swallow your pride, then beat you til you shit it cuz i'm like a phone book, the way that i rip it hose rips concern you, or when your skirt gettin lifted this kid so green, he ain't had his platinum post yet i should work at Mattel, how i convert these jokes to plastic John Doe sets Ken Kdini DOA'd and toe-tagged, he couldn't handle a dose of NOIR he crafted his round carefully, but got slammed with a war un-luck of the draw, you bout to get dishonorably discharged from the tourney you're riding in on a Hummer and out on a gurney you got a low-post count, but an alias we know you can't be cuz at you, not with you, is the way that we're laughing ell oh ell, oh how i eloquently devise and spell out your destruction, despair, and demise K is for King, something you'll never be d for denied, my first round victory i n... as in... you got no chance in hell and that leaves just i, with two of yours swelled
no women in the tourney but i know a bitch when i see one you wrote an email to ya boys and got the reply Re:RUN! if you had talent i'd gank it and display it in the lobby i got a job, MOP'in fools like you is a hobby NOIR... a depth of which you could never fathom i vaporize Kdini into powdery talcum pack your remains tight in a specialized bullet take aim at the pres grab the trigger and pull it the only time your life will ever have meaning when you explode in his gut and leave 2 people not breathing
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