Spit vs Phly vs Burd
http://ww.rapbattles.com/forum/showt...-pitacular-0-2
Spit's verse
Look Phlymo.
I underestimated you once. but this time I know a faggot is clever
so bitch I'ma come with a stomping that'll kill Bigfoot's swagger forever
I don't give a FUCK, though I know It's my fault you'll find you're falling
cuz when I'm done the only burden I bear will look like a minor mauling
Just stop with the bomb threats. I'll be grinning winning this contest
Will mow for food? Dog you could make a LIVING trimming your moms chest
My dick riders are vets. Your biggest fans are herbs don't even remind me
shit criticise me if you want, but you can bet he'll say I make you look tiny
you took a season once. now you're rusty. n' I never even felt you then
you might draw attention, but sketching me in a crowd ain't gonna help you win
I'm religious about a beating, so don't confuse my style it hurts bitch
I pound on your fucking organs like I'm making music at churches
I'm Kobe in this shit. leave you in stitches bitch just give me the title
cuz the only full court press you'll ever have is snitchin on me at trial
Burden.
Lets get down to the facts. I'm programmed to win so I'm hard gunnin
While you should be burden.exe, as soon as I hit you twice you start runnin
it's evident you're a homo, so really what's the advertisin about?
Serious. stop using your avy to show you can fit ya whole fist in your mouth
you don't stand a chance dog. especially when I hopelessy pound you
you can roll with the punches.. it's stopping n' gettin up after that's doubtful
this is the big leagues baby. so watch what you're saying don't push me
I'm not saying you have no business here.. I just ain't into paying for pussy
But hey it's your life, your reputation. do what you choose to do man
n' I won't even bring up your rank. I'd have to lose to you to do that
my 0-2 record? a reflection of lack of time n' effort, nothin's clearer
your 0-2 record's just a reflection of that wack faggot in the mirror
TWO season titles, and still goin. knowin I'm down to kill a three-qual
I've never been better... Ok I'm lying but it only takes half my skill to beat you
Orc's verse
spit
ur a family man. & pretty soon u'll get striked out.
me drop the ball? well, after i end this i'll go drop both in ya wife's mouth.
u fell off. one punch'll do the job cuz i'm in the zone kid.
i'll have ur tears streaming. it'll mirror the 'LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE' vid.
wow@ the clichés. ur punches ain't deep thoughts.
all ur swings are remotely played. rockin' a style like baseball on wii sports.
let's get it. cos u can't.. ha, u ain't stuntin' dunce.
when ur 'swear jar' consists of ur wife consenting to fuck once a month.
w/ ur latest verses u've no chance and no hope.
& me beating you is just Reflex 'cause u only winning if i don't vote.
lol@ losing to newbs. my drop makes u a shoe-in for second.
if i raised the Bar. it'd just mean i sonned the kid who ruined ur record.
grab a voting army. fuck smashin spit i'd smash mountains man.
cuz even IF u marshall the troops. you'd prolly just bring a thousand stans.
phly
notice ur burning up. gonna go BEAST mode? i'm feelin' right.
shiiit i can see u bout to go Inhuman, as in duck a battle & leave the site.
i can't be beat. i formed the rift in skill you see.
fuck taking notes. u'd need to steal beethovens whole 5th symphony.
lmao@ ur bland punches, this level ground is a landmine.
i know a lot of dudes hate what u write, u got that Coop mag style.
knives hurt. & one sliced throat will leave this guy chokin'.
as for the bodybag? medics can zip it up after i leave THIS phly open.
ur flaming? yea i'll go fire marshall it's simple u liar.
i'll stomp you out SO bad, even the votes for me will think u were fire.
ur soo played. plus ur persona ain't charmin ur crude.
for thinking u-god? i'll murder this dirty bastard w/o harming the Wu.
u say ur not weak. but w/ zero effort this is the end dude.
sure ur as strong as an Oxfam. it's just funny how ur rockin' their trends too.
Phly's verse
so...
Phly, Burden, Spit. I’ll drop dope but this thread’s past saving now
you two filled this PBS line-up with enough shit to shut the stations down
kids heard my check in, n’ it’s murder when my words are beckoned
if Spit’s the first or top seed, the mortician’s doing Burden second
see I crushed Spit in the finals, ground the shit out of the witless scrub
man, I stomped on Spit n’ sawdust like drinkers in old British pubs
n’ I just had a strong lay, so Spit I dunno what your gon’ say
but just a heads-up, your wife took your user title the wrong way
we all hate you bitch, drop a good line and this whore’ll use it
I gave so much glee clubbing u to death RB needs a forum for choral music
so face it Spit your hype’s done, n’ I know your wife ain’t a dyke son
but the banshee put on sex left your fat ass wailing like one
I won a final, then you did, n’ fuck who faced or withstood worse
it's clear I had it rougher, I had to accept the fact i'd wasted a good verse
who’s Burd? an Irish dumbfuck, in Jr they were booing the bloke
^excuse the explanation, but it really is the fastest way to ruin a joke
you sucked back in Jr, n’ son I don’t need luck to please ‘em
ya rank’s unnatural, most burds don’t head south in every fucking season
this kid gets buttfucked each week, but I’m so smooth I’m troubling silk
dude’s got the looks to be an actor - he was Sean Penn’s ass double in Milk
so my verse’ll wreck this bitch, turn his body to a pile of rubble
I’d show burdensome punches, but just my setups left his life in trouble
see Phly was picked by God to show some dope flows to skeptics
for Burd, anointment’s just the shit that stops his wounds from going septic
some work off borrowed ground, I see a lotta lines with a played core
but the biggest sharecrop up in the only drops these pricks get praised for
so this bar’s for the heads who knew these fucks would be in trouble
Spit and Burd matched ya foresight, cos I left both the bitches seeing double
