Battle Rap: Freestyle Only

The summer too hot it's another cinematic drop
Str8 outta the local block to a theater near u
This tune too smooth my goons stay true
True to the hustle; true to this blues
I been hustling thru many moons
Hanging out in old block late past afternoon
My goonies know its time to eat
set up tables..silverwares; knives n spoons
I fork the prime ribs n slice up the beef
Fighting out the corner to stay alive
I live to survive so let just let live n be alive
I've been putting work in late past that 9 to 5
Keep pushing my daily papers to catch up to current news
I keep fresh money n spend the old ones or two
Sipping on the brew n smoke a few
I keep my pocket stacked up on the avenue
Boulevard full of animals that gorilla ya to a skewer
Ya sucker are screw fuxxin with the wrong dude
I leave ya mind jailed like young tyson
Enticing for the birds to take flight
Caged..enraged by the tame fight
Fame lights flashing in the same night
N by the end of the bars...
Ur nothing but an empty shell of a monster by far..
From a champ to a sacrificial lamp
While I still keep it hype like an undefeated champ
Before the pen Im still top gun with the "write"
N no gifs but u see urself spinning out like m.bison right?
Hear me out!! What's left of u..
Is a piece of ear from a tyson fight!
I don't just lock jaws but this line too raw
The jaws just lock tight!!
Flows like a vice grip
It blows hard like a hollow tip that's squeeze right..
For the right price u might get hit
At a T.I concert for bad vibes
Right place wrong time that can end ya damn life
Peace to rap fans that put ya life on the line for the culture
I breathe it in deep; deeper than music
It's the gift and the curses that reoccur
The birth in the verses like how Tupac n Biggie were
Im old skool too smooth gotta be like jagged edge
I keep the hammer snap when Im off the ledge
U get pump full of lead for talking off ya head
Peace out world like that "white girl" or dead prez!!! (LoL)

U the only one, Ali the Greatest!
U the only one, Ali the Greatest!
Tyson said..All heads must bow
N all tongue confess..Ali the Greatest!
Tyson said..All heads must bow
N all tongue confess..Ali the Greatest!
N Tyson said..God came for his Champion!
I'm amp up try'a find answers to my sadness
Only right I let it be known the G.O.A.T
Submerge in greatness the fountain of youth...
Muhammad worthy of all phrases
Ali..The Greatest Of All Time!!
Greatest Off All Time..
Hatch from a fighter..true heart of a Champion
Braveheart, hard-gloves Dancing in the rings
Now ya Dancing with the stars, full fill ya Dream;
Be the first Black-Man to land on the moon..
On the way to see Allah..
Tip the Captain hat off to the Only One Allah!!
U got ya Champion now..
The Greatest Of All Time!!
With lines that's a head of the time..
First Rapper to put it down with the rhymes
The definition of Poetic Justice that stands tall..
against the cruel hand of times..
You the peoples; peoples Champion!
Ur always be the Greatest of all time!!
May U rest in peace now..let Bruce Lee
Know I'm still kickin it, holding it down..
Shout out to Smoky Joe..
let em know Alliance still rock the flows,
Pound for Pound..I put it down for the Greatest!
Greatness for all ages, he's a Sage;
That just elevate us..many pages in History!!
That's never forgotten..
That Legacy of the G.O.A.T!!! (Love to the Fams and All, yup throw that L up to!!)

@ Pro Found.


You lost to Alliance, but it wasn't straight slaughter..
So now I'll just cut out your heart like A oughta.
"Word is bond", and add-here's a Petty Fraud;
Gotta lie since to kill he'd need deadly force.
"Phase me"? Take heed.. "pushing up daisies"?
Off the top, the hottest mod since DayZs.
Don't lie, saying I "ghostwrite for Schwayze"..
Nah, I write for the departed.. Scorsese.

I got a "bark and no bite"?
You've got a mark and no might,
I've got a spark and no spite,
You're a shark, and no sh*te,
Just listen up, like,
Hark, and no height,
Mourning by morning
Like a lark and no light.

It's kinda like you're begotten of god in heaven..
Coz your dad so fat he omnipresent.
Whatever.

Guess desperate times require bold measures.
"Put me down like a dog"? old yellered?
If my game's like a doggy then it's greyfriars Bobby;
I ain't flea the scene, I'll just stay by the body.

Pro, your prospects came and went
But ghosts of hope'll stay the lenght.
My lines remind of ancient text?
Sleep on my style; you'll be laid to rest.
But only 'til I raise the dead.
Yeah this is a "waste of breath"
Try'na goad Pro into making sense.
I break down boundaries and you take a-fence.

So I've "got the strenght of a cabbage patch kid"?
You've got the strength of a cabbage. that's it.

P.F..
Please Fess..
your Policy's Flawed and your Posse's a Fraud,
your Polys are Forced and they're Probably Forged.
"Supposed to know" that Pro's prone to posing..
"Graves deep".. 8 feet.. like the great steed of Odin.
See hear, if you sleep near.. it'd seem weird,
I'm the beast other beasts fear,
I'll give him a tip like a cleaved spear,
Leave him lacking a head like cheap beer,
You mention boxers a lot, please keep it brief here.
I'm in the green like weed shears,
You'll 'get read' and bleed here.
Ok, fresh.. said "Pro reigns" best?
When Pro rains flesh so snow's stained red?

Please, I mean, you ain't ready.
Best hail me since the reign's heavy.
I'm reigning on your gutter lines.. Otherwise
My punches hot like "May weather"; they summerise.
Cabbage patch? That's a fact;
giving him butterflies.

"Knock me out with a right straight"..?
Replied late, like, sorry bout the slight wait.
Your "punches are heavy"? It's lightweight.
It's kinda like you don't even beef you just ricecake.
Might "break" like Rocksteady, a touchstone,
You dun kno, a touch stoned from blunt smoke,
"Organs removed"..?
best leave the lungs though.

I'll devour his brain and then view though his memories.
I'll BBC online.. I mean, dump the res'a P.
His lying ain't implying that the truth is hot like soup in pots
Coz making that "gravy"s the way he reduced his stock.
What.

You're not "a better lyricist", you're just a bitter lyricist.
In a twist, no "killer fool" however kool the filler is.

I could sit and spit an applepip
To sink his biggest "battleship".
You lost to Alliance, a fantasist and fan of his.
You put A in the ring and then act like an anarchist.

How's this "Shaolin"? I'm doubting it's true fam.
I'm king of the ring, it's like Wotan joined Wutang.

Diligent, truesay.. an imminent doomsday..
You'd get bottled in this wasteland like the Sibyl of Cumae.

@Alliance

You think u the greatest of all time..Ha that's pretty funny bro we may be homeys but you ain't the greatest tht's for dam sure bro
I got the flow and the rhymes to kick your A## over a thousand times bro so don't even try me Alliance unless u want to go down
Be in pain all day everyday i don't think so bro u got nothing on me i know im not the greatest but im sure as hell im better then you and i got the rhymes
That prove im better then you Alliance more like the Anti Artificial Intelligence as the disgrace in this little street race
come at me will your all if u can't which i know for a fact you got nothing so u be cheating with ur little cheesy lines
Its getting a little boring now u can't teach people to beat bop or to drop the beat
Your born to beat bop, bust the move, or drop the rhymes they the legit ones around town so no more holding back now

Huh..lil homey speak when spoken too,
Ur outta ya mind if u think this about me against u
Salute to the tribute for the Greatest of all times!!
Ali to shook up the world with X..
Before u were xy in times..history unwind
U just gotta learn the history n rewind
X'ed out when "a change is gonna come" with Sam Cooke
Better learn ya shiet and reads ya books
This shiet to nursery for me I aint wanna bother
I don't bottle up emotion go head take shots at the opening
Flip cards u seeing sucide king
There's one master one god
And I'm the lord of this ring
There nothing u can say to stop me
Juggle lines n hard flows like a Juggernaut
U were still a twinkle in the nut sack before momma pop
So don't make me pop ya for taking krazy shotz
Respect to the one n let it be..RIP...
The Greatest of all time..Muhammad Ali!!!

Yeah respect to Ali all day everyday
I'm gonna quote from the legend himself "Float like a butterfly sting like a bee"
You got nothing on me b and u the lil homey in this situation im the top dog so respect what i got in the Freestyle game
So u think u a god ha good one bro im the one thats the demigod that kills and takes ur place within a day
I got the skills that will make u bow to my might like i just killed Vanilla Ice yeah thats right
And jingle to this u got nothing on the master with the mic
I just put u in your place in this little race
And btw u just got owned by the certified G of the Freestyling profiling Demigod Dj Bass Master
Rip To Muhammad Ali the true god of the boxing ring

@Alliance

You told Money "only speak when you're spoken to"..
Whilst secretly just feeling pleased that he spoke to you.
Someone's been needing to say this, it's overdue,
Poser you, that's not what you're s'posed to do,
Check it:


@XZmon3yBC

Yo, you named yourself 'Money' but you got it twisted, contradicted,
When your page plainly states you make a modest living washing dishes.
When I say 'come clean' I mean with honest lyrics,
What, it's not descriptive of your job specifics Money.

The lines you write are rude and rushed;
Too abrupt; skewed and crushed
Before you even threw a punch,
I'll jump on Money: Scrooge Mcduck.
I wouldn't even give this rapper a nickel.
I'll leave Money bloody, swing a hammer and sickle.
Frankly it's simple, need to work on your verse buddy.
It ain't like 'Pro'-tests but even he could burn Money.

Quit while you're only slightly behind, best offer.
You're neither like "the top dog" nor the dead Boxer.

Stick to referencing rappers like "Vanilla Ice",
Coz you quoting Muhammad Ali just isn't nice;
It's ill-advised, you didn't win a single fight,
Bringing uncivil left hooks without the civil rights.

I'll "Float like a butterfly, sting like a" ..wasp.
Coz after I sting him I ain't dying off.
I'll "Float like a butterfly, sting like a" ..hornet.
Coz after I sting this kid I ain't fallin'.

Nah bro u still dont get it do u profound u got nothing on me now ill been running laps around ur town taking u and ur crew down
i own u now and u aint nothing but a little foul that trying to beet me at my own game which ur patenic at so quit now while u can
unless u really want me to take ur little A## down to a place called Smackdown
yeah what u gonna do now little man u aint a pro u just a hoke's which is a joke
Oh and i almost forgot u cant kill whats immortal but u aint gonna say im disrespecting the greatest who named Ali
I respect him and alot of people in this battle have more respect for me then u anyday of this show dough
Thats all so time to die with ur crappy rhymes out of this thread for life.

Alliance back to give u the latest scoop
pick up the flow n let it float like a parachute
Shoot first and ask later,
The popo shoot first and get cams after..
Man fucc the world, Shout out to Pac bday!
Life goes on n ya legacy with us everyday
I roll the window down and crank the volume hard
All eyes on me fucc the rest, they disregard
Only god can judge me, only god can judge me!
Haters I aint mad at ya!
Luv me, no man above me; Allah please..
Put ya hand on my soul
Let me go holy ghost when I spit the flow
Still feeling cold from the pain they evoke
Peace to those in orlando..
At the end of the rainbow there're the golds
May God find that pot of souls
Love'em for who they are
Pray for their ways no hate in the strays
Bless those who lost one
We live in a war zone full of torment souls
I hold deep, precious one I hold dearly
Bring a smile to my face,
Giving my son money for his bday gifts
While we curse from birth
It hurts to know ya live alone in this cold world
I give anything to see u grow older
Never quit we str8 souja!
I throw the West side up, California love!
Throw the L up puffing to the cloud above
Thug Life bytch that's whatsup!!

Originally Posted by Alliance

Alliance back to give u the latest scoop
pick up the flow n let it float like a parachute
Shoot first and ask later,
The popo shoot first and get cams after..
Man fucc the world, Shout out to Pac bday!
Life goes on n ya legacy with us everyday
I roll the window down and crank the volume hard
All eyes on me fucc the rest, they disregard
Only god can judge me, only god can judge me!
Haters I aint mad at ya!
Luv me, no man above me; Allah please..
Put ya hand on my soul
Let me go holy ghost when I spit the flow
Still feeling cold from the pain they evoke
Peace to those in orlando..
At the end of the rainbow there're the golds
May God find that pot of souls
Love'em for who they are
Pray for their ways no hate in the strays
Bless those who lost one
We live in a war zone full of torment souls
I hold deep, precious one I hold dearly
Bring a smile to my face,
Giving my son money for his bday gifts
While we curse from birth
It hurts to know ya live alone in this cold world
I give anything to see u grow older
Never quit we str8 souja!
I throw the West side up, California love!
Throw the L up puffing to the cloud above
Thug Life bytch that's whatsup!!

Sonny, no.
I find it kinda funny though..
Earning "money for his bidet" with those bummy flows.
yo..

My words cause awesome riots.
Yours cause awkward silence.
Wondered why he's called Alliance?
To win he'd need a horde of writers;
All the righteous; brawlers; pirates;
Spirits of the fallen fighters ..etcetera.

Alliance of a thousand fakes who think their rounds are great and never doubt the traits.
A proud disgrace. lawn gnome in a "war zone" you're so outta place.
Now erased; chalk outline or gone without a trace.
Or body parts all 'bout the place. your "soul" sold out like Faustus' fate.
Same waste state as them edified roaches..
I'll smack that soul out ya body.. metempsychosis.
YOLO? Don't know..
Finished him last time then guessed that he'd no-show.
No-show..
Like BoJo.
A man and his idol, like Queequeg and Yojo;
Your sales'll fail, you wail and showboat.

Alliance..? Just one lonely kid?
If your tale got "the latest scoop": the greatest fluke since Moby D*ck's.

Forget a phoney boast but you'll get slowly roast..
So thought you saw some "holy ghost" but it was only smoke.
Sayin "only god can judge"? ..not as such,
Coz I'm holdin' court while he gone to lunch.

"Bytch": swapped your 'i' for 'y's ..like you're Odin?
(That's 'eyes' for 'wise', incase you ain't notice,
And if you never heard of Mimir's Well you won't know this).
Oh s***.

Say 'bye frost' as it starts looking bright now,
Coz I'm waiting on that "rainbow" like Heimdall.
No man above you? you're a sorry lyricist,
On the bottom tier of their ponzi pyramid.

There's always that one guy, writing stuff like "thug life",
That wouldn't be good even if it was done right,
Deathrow, whatever.. I'll just call him Shrug Knight.
Try'na soothe his wounds: like bringing crushed ice to a gunfight.
Forget about it.

Are you a bad writer or am I a bad reader?
"West side"? My best lines divided Pangea.

You aim for fame; I attain infamy. and great victory.
What's 'Alliance' if it ain't appliance of the same synergy,
Where each piece plays it's role to make a whole like arranged symphonies?
I could reintroduce you to your estranged dignity, and then make you watch as its slain instantly.
What.

kinda funny, money. no
bummy flows when ya girls so hot she stingin like the flowers burnin slow
in n out, i never cause a riot
awkward silence, cause im in n out fck a loser azz alliance
leave no evidence
Never dobut the traits, the the trails be blood baths and the thousand fakes be oen case of my rath
like a fed rally, but the bodies already sizzlin, war zone, no
the tub f'in sparklin so
acid, got the hipsters thinkin hippy.... so, slow
but when i clean it up in a jiffy, its liek swiffer movin so swiftly


talkin bout pyramids, i got a master key to the egyptians
like the encryption opened up your eyes to some type of thinkin
god built man and my female dog walk my dogs til theiy're tinklin
split the legs open of every celebrity like i got enougha pot of gold to make em follow like wizard of oz
pot of gold like chocolates just for your wifey, kinda like dividin pangea, but geographically speakin thats old news so i WONT talk botu that NEITHA

guns smokin, bong tokin
floatin through the days on the haze, but i love the days where i wake up and my my minds a smooth daze
like a good day thinkni botu the good days in that kidna of daze with the haze that purple haze
split ya melon like 2 melons i split
stupid sht, but them little tits to dobules ds with a extra d in the mid-way like triple digits
kanye say runaway, but you run a way and never make it
so whoever coems up next probly like the load i just blew, somebodies semennon taken

@sbu

The last round was ur shut down corner, u cease to exist
If ignorant is a bliss u be on top of the list
U wish u had it in you from a man to a goat
But ur such a fleck of the frost,
Falsify ur life while I shipwreck ur showboat
Fat azz, ur full of gas, no diet coke!
ur all bloated, body float in the river that's what I called "ghost"
This cheezy style of urs is the most u came up with?
U get roasted, rotisserie chicken get spun in the oven kid!
My flavor too hot its hell's kitchen bytch!
Who the hell u kidding with?
I for ur Y? Class is over Y bother with this kid?
U only lives once right?
Well ur life is a POS!
I piece together ur shiet cuz ya style's a mess!
Ur so lost get check off like a corrective action..
Ur outta line with ur character son..
Awkward as hell and u the only one!
Feeling like u had something to prove to Alliance?
Dumbazz, u better off suffering in silence!
Utter the words n it hurts u that no one cares..
Im only here to put ur life back in perspective
Cuz ur perception is too blurry with the glare
U don't see righteous ur blind like death!
If ya style depend on a breath of fresh air..
U'll gasp out in despair!
U need more wordplay for try'a go after Alliance
My lights too vibrant while u need more guidance
I can change my stars and cut u to pieces like Ninja Gaiden
Top spin, I keep the win full circle with my top guns
I rack the pool like a pool shark then sunk the 8 ball in this azz hole!
Son I know ur just being bold..
But the shiet ur spewing is getting too old!!
I chuckle with laughter, ya bastard
Think ur on my caliber?
My caliber will blast ya!
Swing sword, excalibur will slash ya!
Slice up ur dignity n bury ya pride deep!
It's do or die bytch! U won't understand my good deeds..
Or the steez, it's Thug life bytch that Im living in..
U the fakest of today wishing u can be the
Realest for tomorrow..
Go head try n steal my thunder
I got my lighting in a bottle
Let the mag hit u; u get lit up; full throttle
How could u live with urself dawg?
Ur best side should be where ur rest eyes
It's sad to know u got no remorse for the after life
I can carve number 9 on ur chest
Just to prove this cat got nine lives!
U need morphine to induce ur pain
Still there're more fiend who would kill for the fame
U can keep ur rain..thats ur dark cloud to follow
I keep in my reign that's another chapter u can follow!! (Say what!!)

Originally Posted by James Laing

kinda funny, money. no
bummy flows when ya girls so hot she stingin like the flowers burnin slow
in n out, i never cause a riot
awkward silence, cause im in n out fck a loser azz alliance
leave no evidence
Never dobut the traits, the the trails be blood baths and the thousand fakes be oen case of my rath
like a fed rally, but the bodies already sizzlin, war zone, no
the tub f'in sparklin so
acid, got the hipsters thinkin hippy.... so, slow
but when i clean it up in a jiffy, its liek swiffer movin so swiftly


talkin bout pyramids, i got a master key to the egyptians
like the encryption opened up your eyes to some type of thinkin
god built man and my female dog walk my dogs til theiy're tinklin
split the legs open of every celebrity like i got enougha pot of gold to make em follow like wizard of oz
pot of gold like chocolates just for your wifey, kinda like dividin pangea, but geographically speakin thats old news so i WONT talk botu that NEITHA

James Laing?
..Wasteman.

Sorry, I mean.. Hi.

James Laing?
Wait fam, like 'yeah I rate that' and 'lets shake hands'..?

Nah he's welcomed to the forum with the relevant decorum
When he's heckled in accordance with his level of performance.

You said "never dobut the traits".. yeah that's right.
I've never knowingly dobutted anything in my life;
I don't intend to dobut; couldn't dobut if I tried.
Dobutting stuff isn't wise, and it isn't nice.

Like..

Dobutters are the one thing I fear here.
You doe-butt more than a deer's rear.

You dobut. You dobut so much, I mean, loads bruv.
The only reason you even show up is to dobut.
I lunch on donuts.
you lunch on dobuts.

When I write schemes like these I have doubts. you have dobuts.
Oh shucks, I..

..Whatever.

James Lang? We've seen James Languish.
He makes up words like 'Dobut'; that's 'James Language'.
(Isn't English, not Latin, and it ain't Spanish).
(Could be some kinda strange Sanskrit, I dunno).

"God built man"; that's where he got his fanbase from.
That's straight wrong; ..I'm a man-made god.
What.

Forget this kid.
Hey, Alliance:

@ Alliance..

Check check.. yes yes.. I do this to excess.
"Got 9 lives" but this is your tenth death.
Act so camp you'll get shanked with a tentpeg.
Word up, I'll make the first cut like a test press.

Said it's "do or die, bytch"..?
There's something bout this youth an' 'i's, shyt.

I mean please, you need to grow up kid.
You battled Pro-Found and got shown up kid.
Change that game plan; don't front kid.
If you battled James Laing you'd get dobutted.
easy.

I ain't the "realest"; I'm a realist.
I got the top spot? That aint a real "list"
You? you don't even know what 'reel' is,
Like a fisherman in ignorance of his field kit,
Or something.

"Blind like death"? yes, but it 'seize all'.
Sleep on these schemes? mi amor, petit mort.

"Carve a 9 on my chest"? How violent was that?
Since you bite like Suarez I'll put my 9 to your back.

Someone "stole your thunder"? Oh, snap,
Like when you spit those raps and get no claps.
You came on All The Lyrics to show that?
Rep ATL? Seems a reach but you're no Shaq'.

You act like you're Loaded. no Lux. It ain't about who gets most bucks.
The same stance as James Laing; try'na make more dough, but..

Look, see I do understand your "good deeds"..
"Thug life"? Yeah you're exactly what the hood needs.
Your verses are everything battle rap should be,
A thoroughly good read, and I don't at all resent the twenty seconds it took me.

Sheesh, please, you should spit more.
High "calibre" raps (that's a big bore).

Right back @ U...Sbu!?

The world got me colder
Wonder when the hatred is over...
Fucc it, I switch the flows like I'm switching up my cards
Crack skull Cyborg, brimstone n scorch...
The flows all ill while u still holding Ls
I only puff L's, one more toke before I eat my meals
Str8 fiya, oww u thinking u got this water boil
My style all steams bust the mags all broil
Hand off my crown never found a pro clown that can snatch my crown
Last round I left Pro in ghost town
Saw a fag and he just been found
Body bag in the lake
I drown the drag in his gown
Ur claims all lies, exaggerate the facts like saturated fats
Rob Paul to pay Peter
Rob Pro to pay Alliance
Boy u aint playing no one!
Far fetch from the plot just to get it all ploy
Boy I aint playing no decoy
Alliance so ill, I'm the real deal Mccoy!
Sbu whatsup with ur goofy flow boy?
U chase ur tail around circle
Sniffing azz rhymes, nerdy like a Steve Urkel
U lame d1ck, limp stick no bytch to fondle with
Im a real man with lives like an independent flick
Flims all reel w.tf a reeling in and fishing stick?
No fish scale, I got the boat full of notes
I can wipe my azz with
Flows so rich make ur bytch suck a mean d1ck
And Im the one u owes!!
Kill u so much, u get this mushrooms so u can life up bytch!
Grow a set of pairs and stop sucking ur nuts in
Ya style so silly got me rhyming silly things
Im done playing with u
U get all balls like a pikachu!
Im picking at u they say dont "poke the bear"
While I'm the sleeping Dragon..
still breathing flame right outta the sneer
Hell, I don't give a rat azz for this kat azz here
Hell bent on getting a whack azz sentiment
I wreck mc flow flames like hell flares
I do crunch to squeeze my abs tight
While I squeeze right to make it fit nice
I know life aint fair...
U wouldn't know anything about getting pu$$y..
since the pu$$y push u out here!! (LoL)

Peek this, the game's insane
Waiting for Alliance, the fuxxin man
Can't leave this rap forum alone
Ya goons need me, check the steez
Flip the pages all u see..
Alli burning the flow, hotter than 3rd degrees
I got black belt in lyrical-jitsu
Summon waves that can flood u
They know it's true I ain't wanna be good
It's a lost future, I've been watching the duck
And they just want me to be great!
I can leave now and fade to black..
But the style so infamous..
They keep calling me back!!
One more heist after that,
I be in the hood sipping the cognac..
I don't fuxx with the white..
Just pour me the brown on icez
Rock solid with the swag so nice
What more can I boost
Im swimming in the booze
U thought I'm sick with the blues...
Hanging with the chickens getting lose with the gray goose
Oww..Alli got his A game
And I ain't trying to play man
The anti raps waiting for an anti-gats
I blow ya brain off with the entire banana rack
Rap in a shiet hole for gullible soul
They stinking up the rap game with weak poems
When Im on the spit is steroid strong..
Pick up the bong, toke it up vibing to my song
Im inspired, drawn to the sky n break thru the limit
Surpass all ya lame azz, azz out then pass out when the bottles out
Im drain from the drinks stranger to the pain
But the ache feeling kindda similar
Fucc it! Must have Caught the feeling, feeling the familiar
Seeing her face again, I sip till the bitter end
They say if u cant be lover
Then I'm fine with just being friends with benefit...

He takes something great and then wrecks it..
So I might break Alliance like Brexit. check it..

Said once "it's a lost future"..
Then your end comes a lot sooner.
They "stinking up the rap game with weak poems",
Til I'm stinking up a mass grave with weak poets.

Keep going.. I'll stick to the brief facts..
I'm sicker of these acts harming the art of poetics with weak raps.
I was raising his spirits only so I could beat that..
Propped up his corpse just to bring you this rematch.

This flow's so swift it's like I ride those rapids.
The flow's beyond hot, it's pyroclastic.
You write so placid
It's quite romantic.

"Anti-gats"? just need to pick a better weapon..
This is vivid killin', spittin' iridescent venom.
I'm just mad that those "chickens" get a mention,
When if "the game's insane" it's like a schizophrenic pheasant.

"Watching the duck" like an ornithologist.
Ain't no disease gonna mourn pathologists.
I'm closer to my goal like a short chiropodist.
Turn my back on this herb, like a former botanist.
Your ideals ain't quite real, like a hoarder communist's.
You're kinda like a dead medic or a poor economist.

"Summon waves"? you can't even raise a wave when you holler 'bye'.
You lost for shore; it wasn't tide, coz I'm the new-wave's Hokusai.

You gave a playah brain and claimed "the game's insane"; it ain't the same.
So damn drab you won't "fade to black", you'll fade to grey. (straight away).
"Infamous" coz in a way your name's a shame to say..
I mean, how many people could those feeble schemes possibly take to make?

They're not even good, certainly not "great".
Just one guy called 'Alliance'. (he got 'ate').
What? Wait..
Got boos; got flamed.. flambéed.
And please don't take this the wrong way..
But were you planning on making this a long stay, or...?

Got a "black belt"? you should use it.
I mean- use it- to tie your own noose with;
You should loop it..
Like death throes sampled and made into music.

I show support to outsiders; I'd back an alien..
Same way I use "booze" (that's bacchanalian).
Drinking "grey goose"? like that makes you tough?
True thug: I drink too much.. actual grey goose blood.
Your lines aint fly, seems the schemes need some rewriting..
I mix the "Grey Goose" with the Hen' like I'm gene splicing.

You're not "great" but not bad; in terms of the combat:
..My style's Ong Bak ..yours is more Robb Mack.
I don't know why you bother chattin 'bout "cognacs"..
Stop that. herd your hairy heifer got a pong that could con yaks.
Or.. at least beast behin 'nepalling bars.. like con' yaks.
Or something.
Anything. just come with some wordplay for once kid.
F it.

Son thinks he's some king coz he got thrown. not so.
What bro? [something something] this thread: not sew.
Or, maybe, about how I'd take this thread and leave him with stitches, y'know?
Yo.. (y'know 'yo'? or you think most rappers are speaking in code?)

We battled before, you got shot down. what now?
"In the hood" try'na hide the fact that you got scalped?

I ain't claim I got a gun at my hip kid.. I'll eclipse it.. this is..
More like knight Artorias the way I walk with abyss-kit.
Ungh.

You "drain from the drinks" then you drink from the drains,
Like spillin some liquor for dead friends is waste.
You "sip to the end"? seems that scheme needs a redux:
I'll quaff properly with your skull as my mead cup.

"Steroids"? that's some weak stuff I don't need.
(Unlike you who even lost to that 'Pro' teen).

Is this Muhammed Ali.. swinging with the hardest blows?
Or Lance Armstrong with the drugs to enhance his growth?
Is Alliance like 'Ali' or 'lance'..? it's hard to know..
But check the name to demonstrate it's partly both.

You said something about "I ain't trying to play fam"..
I swear, you're, like, half way between James Laing and Rainman

Alliance bringing back the classic
Try to sabotage a line and u end up in tragic
Sbu homie, u get vex get hang from the neck up
I disect the game ur an insect in the mix..uugh
The deal between a fake and the real
Ur too much of a realist u don't know the deal
Still I steal base while running the field
My surrounding so surreal will have u annoyance orange peel
On the real we cross path like a dot on the scope
I scope ya style and ur punchline still a joke
U clown, I've been telling ya str8 from a lance to a fan
Alliance hold two spears calling u out like kick the can
Damn fam or damn Daniel ya pansy flow running out of fire..dry lamp
I keep the sound blasting all wired like my amp
Ur an imp to this man u gotta try to understand
This grown man game u need to stop spending ur advance
Ya flavor put me to sleep I thought this was Z land
Check this out fam..I make this pop like MJ with the triller dance
Ya goul and goblin need to be put to rest'n..
Ur still growing slow from a pro teen to a wheat/weedman
Stunt ya growth how u can't explain beyond what u can't comprehend
They put killers in the pen...
I murder ink nikkas out the pen
Tell me who got bars for days?
I kill time like a criminal while ur still a pedophile...childplay
I'll save u some face and give u amazing grace..
U lack that kindda speed in a rat race..
Matter fact u lack the average style that these kat has..
U a has been but never had it before never had it now
So how u been then? But still the same cowardly dawg
Big bark and no bite..bacon bacon..u can smell im the beakcon of light!!
I been to places, bent space and time to create my life...
What pictures have u paint?? U can't even hold the brush right!
This out class all ya classic flows and it's just my standard tho..
I stack moutain full of bars ur just the typical lower than average joe blow..
U can blow this doe..breads coming out ur mouth!
When I talk of lighting up the dro u thinking of eatting brain with ur mouth!!

A bookie to a bunch of gamblers, let me toy with your emotions real quick.
Me writing this down guess the odds is in your favor.
Underdogs pick your favorites don't mind me, you can all come at once.
i let you take the lead and switch to defense.
Tick, tick Talk about your time just ran out.
"Kuruko No Basketball" now am in the ZONE.
You used up all three, i just need the last minute of the fourth quarter.
No body armor just my double edged lyrical KATANA.
Thirsty for some Emcee blood, that Serial mode i enter when am about to make a killing.
Decapitated careers too gruesome for the sensitive not even forensics made to it to the scene.
Multiple murder counts when am done with this forum that should earn me a degree.
Hired the Reaper to dig up my yard and like Toyota Mark Xs' for all your tombstones.