Hot_One VS. ecentialcypha215

hot_one · April 22nd, 2003, 06:20 PM

15-20 bars
5 votes 2 win
3-0tko
no hate votes
no dickridin
no crew votes
no feedin
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yo my bad i wasn't at home yesterday so we can do it 2day

also checkin in right now

**ecentialcypha215** · April 22nd, 2003, 10:20 PM

YO CHECKIN IN

**ecentialcypha215** · April 23rd, 2003, 01:00 AM

YO YO
you aint a hot one you couldnt melt a mic made from ice
ima kill you and ya couldnt get christ to save ya life
grip ya neck in my palm like crap dice and shake it twice
wanted me to go first cause you a snake who wait to strike
i go straight for the kill spill blood in under minutes
go on and run mouth infinte untill my guns is in it
make you swallow these bullets fool and turn ya lungs to spinach
ya dont want none of me you know how many bums i deminished
wipe you off the earths face you a disgrace to this rap site
you aint got no skills couldnt find a trace wit black lights
what is you high son i see taht you taiste the crack pipe
gotta be smokin somethin if you think that ya raps tight
you must be nuts your crazy to think ya flows is nice
sayin that ya shit is hot when really it's like frozen ice
dont doze at night ill clap the shotty ya body i sold low price
ya so much of a bitch when i spit i'll make you hold the mic
this a fast brawl knock you out this battle wit the quickness
my style like the pussy, young bol you'll never get this
you'll never have my gift even if i "rapped" on "christmas"
my balls is made of brass your's the size of candy chiclets
i strike ya dome pitchin lryics like they was some fast balls
do you pick ya words out ya butt ya rhymes is ass dawg
if spittin was a game you would be the fuckin last called
hot one talkin trash yall i think i'll break his glass jaw
i wish we was face to face and grippin real microphones
but i'll still suplex you wit text get twist like cyco-lones
im the nicest homes sharpest knife that'll slice ya bones
ya tired styles get you flyer miles up to christ you flown
you a wack emcee gee and no one will stand for it
you hate cause my lines is dope and ya mad cause ya cant snort it!

hot_one · April 23rd, 2003, 06:33 PM

look nigga i said spit a verse not write me a damn story/
i only read 2 lines of ya rhymes and tha shit already began 2 bore me/
just like u new to RB i can see ya ass is new to tha game/
and how tha fuck u expect 2 beat me when u can't essentially spell tha words right in ya motherfuckin name/
ya don't won't my gun 2 speak/
cause when it gets to talkin it leaves ya apparatus right beside ya feet/
while ya ass really think ya killin niggas wit ya weak ass verses/
im boding niggas on tha block laying them flat on they back fa they last ride in tha back of hearses/
nigga im murkin tha race of weak emcees like yaself as if i was hip hop's HITLER/
when i start 2 spray u betta hit tha floor cause mah shells can and will hit ya/
don't make me whip out tha double barrel shotty/
because it can rip ya torso from tha lower part of ya body/
i pop shots like i pop MOET bottles/
and ya body can catch the tip of tha hollows/
ya like a bitch wit a no gag reflex because every shell i send u constantly swallow/
im equal to fire cause like tha nigga wit tha banging beats i JUST BLAZE niggas/
and while it takes ya weak ass just bout 3 days 2 pull a trigga/
i would have hit u wit so many headshots its like u got ya mouth wired shut/
and thats bad fa ya business because now ya suck a dick or lick any faggot nigga's nuts/
u like a ticket fa tha movies ya ass is always gettin ripped/
next time protect ya chest because i can leave it HOLLOW just like my TIPS/

holla

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