Post edited 12:01 pm - June 19, 2012 by Trip 6

You pop OxyContins in abundance but still can't manage to write a song with some substance
Father to son- this ‘Kidd's' gettin chopped into chunks like one of Dahmer's boxable lunches
I should staple ya nut sac to ya forehead ‘n force ya to do squats, lunges, and abdominal crunches
Grab the glock ‘n I'll fuckin cock it n pump it ‘n turn ya cock into cunt lips for talkin some dumb shit

Catch ya while ya shoppin in public with ya fam ‘n slap you with the same hand I fondle my nuts with
I'll drop ya toddler with one hit, then snatch his bottle of Fun Dip and start stompin his stomach
Psychotically rompin his guts til he's vomitin up his McDonalds McNuggets ‘n walkin with crutches
Tell ya daughter, that dumb bitch to run quick and get a mop and a bucket to sop up the blood with

You got the word ‘Kidd' in ya name, so ya followers are just priests that aim to sleep with you
Who do you think you're beatin dude? C'mon, this shit ain't even fair like Jesus playin peek-a-boo
You portrayin like ya evil, oohh, you so soft I can eat ya flesh like cheesecake with teeth removed
I'll put more metal to ya face than Elaine Davidson, makin ya fuckin head rotate like Beetlejuice

I should beat your silly ass half to death then fuckin snap your neck until ya head faces at mine
Which would be perfect, I could talk shit to your face and behind your back at the same exact time
So bring ya machete ‘n heavy axe, faggot, my Beretta will wet ya ass like a fat man's sweaty crack
And go tell ya boy Lil $am to change his name to Rudy Eugene cuz he eats you on every track!!!

tl2 said:

Ajay, your first 8 bars were dope, but after that I think your verse fell off.

Trip 6, dope all the way through.

Second round mo'fuckas!!!!!!!!!!

Thanks…and I took it easy on him in the first round. haha

Mr. Flako said:

ajay brought it, but trip came harder i thought especially those last 8 bars that shit was sick. both had bars that stood out but trips stood out a lil more for me good shit

Good look. I appreciate ya'll takin the time to read through this shit. I know text battles can be boring as fuck, but it's all I can really do until I get some sort of audio set up.

Drop that shit Ajay!

i'm alive. sorry yall, been hard at work on Chemical Reaction wit $am.

that was hard though trip thats what im talkin bout ima throw my shit up ina bit

Post edited 12:04 am - June 23, 2012 by Trip 6

Time to hit you with a little wordplay. Try 'n keep up…

I could rap circles round ya plastered like a body cast, Ya gettin shot in vain (vein) like ya oxy stash
You expect this to be a bodybag when all ya got is left over lines like what Whitney left Bobby's ass?
You get slept on constantly by all these cats, so why the fuck you on an album called Insomniac?
You a Clown like them Posse fags, a kid that thinks he's sick, ya shoulda called it ‘Hypochondriac'

The chainsaw's blade gnaws ya arms ‘n legs off, takin more weight off than Kate Moss on 8 Balls
You stay soft like erectile dysfunction, I'm sicker than Andre Chikatilo ‘n Hitler havin a bake off
After this, you will not see (Nazi) ya flesh cuz a hollow caused (holocaust) ya face to get ate off (Adolf)
I would make subliminal remarks about ya race, dog but that's outta Mein Kampfort zone, so I'll lay off

Hit ya with foul rhymes 'n wordplay til ya presence (presents) is forgotten like an Alzheimer's birthday
You talked about undressin me in ya 14th bar, this is a battle, quit tryin to get ya bowels wider, yer gay
Say I'm not fuckin with glocks up until I'm up in ya spot in person puttin slugs in ya knot ‘n sternum
To watch ya burn is an accomplishment, cuz cremation is something you gotta earn (urn), son

You a fag with a small prick or a bitch with a large clitoris ‘n I'm sick of tricks (cicatrix) like scar tissue is
You're the definition of what smart isn't kid, why bother rappin when ya half retarded ‘n part literate?
You think ya fly til I melt ya wax wings off like the fall of Icarus, you want beef, then I'm carnivorous
We can pop Phenobarbitals ‘n play lyrical tag, cuz once I drop this last bar, bitch..you're it (barbiturate)