"the_god_of_loud_silence vs. DivineVersatile: Okayers Conference Rd. 2"
Word...you should know the rules, but just in case:<BR>1. No back to back verses IN ANY ONE ROUND!!<BR>2. Post your time before you begin your keystyle.<BR>3. Vote on all the other battles so we can keep this flowing.<P>As always, I am happy to entertain questions at divineversatile@hotmail.com. Ready? FIGHT!!
************************* MY VERY OWN HIPPIDY-HOP! I'M GOING TO LOVE YOU AND PLAY WITH YOU FOR EVER AND EVER!!!
I try to reconcile my blatant lack of concentration...<BR>Is it only because you're wack or simple lack of motivation...<BR>I have left so many fucks incarcerated in my rhymes...<BR>That in the end it feels I'm the one thats running out of time...<BR>Do you even deserve it...I'm saying...would you be grateful...<BR>If I start to gush my lyrical gems like Old Faithful...<BR>Or maybe I should give your login a release like Old Yeller...<BR>As you stumble through battles impersonatin' Helen Keller...<BR>I told myself that I should ramrod the "god" to feel better...<BR>Knowing the lyrics I vic would have hime curling up in a sweater...<BR>I'm just saying,I'm not scolding, your battles gettin' old.. <BR>And you never seem to remember, nigga, silence is golden...<BR>Should I escalate and hijack both of us, Pastor Reverend...<BR>And crash us into a swamp like we a 747...<BR>'Cause,um, no matter the Value, you Jet when I battle...<BR>Thinking that you an infant the way I heard your teeth rattle and chatter...<BR>It doesn't matter, in the end you'll suck...<BR>And I'll be vicking metaphors but I won't really give a fuck...<BR>And if this battle you conquer...then I'll consider it luck...<BR>'Cause it won't be cause you defeated...I was just passing the buck...<P>Word. Round One is done.
************************* MY VERY OWN HIPPIDY-HOP! I'M GOING TO LOVE YOU AND PLAY WITH YOU FOR EVER AND EVER!!!
You could subtract 4 lines from your next post. But then again it's hard to call the number of lines in the_god's verse.<BR>Anyway, tight first round. This battle should be good.
yo i heard thru da vine//your verse' a tile//on my floor//gettin sweeped out the door//of my underworld//the basement of pete's store is my hearts core//where beats soar//so far but stay inside the walls//and indo calls//my name like//officer mckenna on 'check'day//but back to your weak verse//you started but who really speaks first//you can scream your name and i wont know who you are like memph bleek works//i peek,burst//and slip on your fate like a greased hearse//you get creased worst//than a pair of polos// in folded police evdence photos//your old flow's//got me reminiscin on older days of childhood//burnin more l's//than a pile of wood//my style could//move mountains if utilized for right reasons//respect the seasoned//veteran//i overlook new york better than//david letterman//and when im done youll be swallowed and deader than//roseannes husbands excedrin.
Divine versatile ripped on you, god but your stuff was nice though but you got two more to battle. . . . <P>Cresha the cre8or has now left the premises.<P>
I'm feelin' both of y'all, and the diff styles will be ill to judge...dvs;more into each line. hot.gols;smooth flow and venom.hot. we shall see who brings it in round two cause I'm stuck.<P>Peace. There's the walk sign. I'm out...<P><P>hey, I'm walkin' here!<BR>
13. "HERE COME THE PAIN!!!" In response to Reply # 12
Be it folded like polos or mumbles of police photos...<BR>Didn't yo momma tell you fucking with big dogs was a no-no?<BR>Versatility bus like "EU", my Tribe or Lyrics to "Go-Go"...<BR>While every verse you've ripped the highest mark you get is "so-so"<BR>Now in the spirit of the Universal Battle Laws this rendition...<BR>I should stop it after 6 seeing you lack in ammunition...<BR>Or collecting munitions, I leave your temple desecrated...<BR>When it comes to the playas, baby, we HIGHLY SEGREGATED...<BR>Spit more lies to you than Lincoln screaming "YOU'S EMANCIPATED"...<BR>But you're only a beast of burden while my race is graduated...<BR>Keep em sedated like Prozac or sipping Similac...<BR>Words of advice from my daddy when I was sittin on his lap...<BR>Straight up...<P>Done with round 2!!
************************* MY VERY OWN HIPPIDY-HOP! I'M GOING TO LOVE YOU AND PLAY WITH YOU FOR EVER AND EVER!!!
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