10 lines, ill spit first, checkin asap, drop in 15 ight
Saul Goode
Da Syckness
10 lines, ill spit first, checkin asap, drop in 15 ight
alright checkin in im write my verse now k ............g/l
yo dis da syckness, you be da witness//
leave ya defensless, knock ya ass senseless//
ill render you speechless, you show weakness//
my rhymes are featless, you cant climb there steepness//
i'ma blow this shit out of proportion, im beatin you so bad, ya face got distortion//
i inflict pain, as im upin my game, get fame, as im makin my name//
im a one and only prototype, better believe the hype//
i got revulsion, send ya body into convulsions//
yah you call me a bitch, ill kick ya why ya down just to watch ya twitch//
but at least you had courage, but i took ya out like yesterdays garbage//
^ your turn man^
check
5 minutes man ight
times up you past the dead line
aiyo kids it over. when im smacking ya kind
cuz u cant keep ya weight up..as if lagging behind
n fuck the critics its obvious my bars bossin ya
at the fork in the road, sick..like fuckin car nausea
speakin of bitch. im the type to beat ya whores clit
n why set a due date, when you dropped that premature shit
ya you know its over, Grilled then stored when
this bitch aint a hick. but gets cooked, n we all know texas formen
fuck you and your clique yall all get slapped
cuz for u, considering retiring is more serious then a heart attack
no effort.
ight people start ya voting please vote on this shit
upin 1 yo ppl we need some votes please
lmao. kid ur gonna burst, chilllllllllll
upin 2..............................
yo imma throw my vote down, afterwards hit up my battles in my pro, VOTE FAIRLY
Ok ill throw ya my 2 cents
yo dis da syckness, you be da witness//
leave ya defensless, knock ya ass senseless//
(ok punch)
ill render you speechless, you show weakness//
my rhymes are featless, you cant climb there steepness//
(good flow going)
i'ma blow this shit out of proportion, im beatin you so bad, ya face got distortion//
(pretty good punch)
i inflict pain, as im upin my game, get fame, as im makin my name//
(sorta some self glory)
im a one and only prototype, better believe the hype//
(some more self glory)
i got revulsion, send ya body into convulsions//
(self glory, weak punch)
yah you call me a bitch, ill kick ya why ya down just to watch ya twitch//
(weak punch)
but at least you had courage, but i took ya out like yesterdays garbage//
(ok ending, nothing special)
Punches: 7/10
wordplay: 7/10
structure: 9/10
enjoyable: 8/10
flow: 8/10
Total: 7.9/10
alright lets see..........
yo dis da syckness, you be da witness//
leave ya defensless, knock ya ass senseless//
tight*
ill render you speechless, you show weakness//
my rhymes are featless, you cant climb there steepness//
ok*
i'ma blow this shit out of proportion, im beatin you so bad, ya face got distortion//
alright*
i inflict pain, as im upin my game, get fame, as im makin my name//
ok but simple
im a one and only prototype, better believe the hype//
ok*
i got revulsion, send ya body into convulsions//
umm.....weak
yah you call me a bitch, ill kick ya why ya down just to watch ya twitch//
weak*
but at least you had courage, but i took ya out like yesterdays garbage//
simple*
da syckness you had some alright punches
kinda simple but they were okay
aiyo kids it over. when im smacking ya kind
cuz u cant keep ya weight up..as if lagging behind
weak opener
n fuck the critics its obvious my bars bossin ya
at the fork in the road, sick..like fuckin car nausea
wtf?seems like you just putting words together*
speakin of bitch. im the type to beat ya whores clit
n why set a due date, when you dropped that premature shit
ok
ya you know its over, Grilled then stored when
this bitch aint a hick. but gets cooked, n we all know texas formen
very weak*
fuck you and your clique yall all get slapped
cuz for u, considering retiring is more serious then a heart attack
weak closer
vote /da syckness
aiyo kids it over. when im smacking ya kind
cuz u cant keep ya weight up..as if lagging behind
(ok punch, sorta gay)
n fuck the critics its obvious my bars bossin ya
at the fork in the road, sick..like fuckin car nausea
(i liked the wordplay)
speakin of bitch. im the type to beat ya whores clit
n why set a due date, when you dropped that premature shit
(ok punch, loosing flow strength)
ya you know its over, Grilled then stored when
this bitch aint a hick. but gets cooked, n we all know texas formen
(gay)
fuck you and your clique yall all get slapped
cuz for u, considering retiring is more serious then a heart attack
(ok ending, probably better than his)
Punches: 6/10
Flow: 7/10
Enjoyable: 7/10
Wordplay: 8/10
strucute: 8/10
total: 7.2/10
v/da sickness
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