KriLL vs Whoever got the Balls, 10 bars Options

[KriLLansaviLLan]

flex is tryin hard to make me look bad.
wrote that shit in 20 mins, so what if i don't proof read it, its a battle rap


explain the flavor line


(you still misspelled yourself in your own damn mnemonic)

This post has been edited by KriLLansaviLLan: Nov 4 2009, 08:30 PM

[dotor]

HAha hint: flavoR. That all I am giving you. Seriously, adding flavor.... It's all love man

[JaYY080]

this is laughable
the way I baffled you with a rap or two
bodied you & ur crew like a manufactured flu
your raps are like the theme song for blues clues
this is off the dome who knew
now you do
rhyme voodoo
you leak doo doo
send 5 bats to you like Chinese Wufu
you thought u was Ginobli
but instead you got swatted with the chrome piece
now blood feast till you deceased
cleats to your cheeks till you screech
Im wit ur beeeech on the beach
I make her queef
then say peace
she asked "no breakfast atleast?"
ok one more nut unleashed
on her face, now here's some OJ
dont complain bitch or you might get OJed
OTAYYYYYyyyyyyyyy lol

[KriLLansaviLLan]

"bodied you & ur crew like a manufactured flu"
tight line


and dotor.. sorry most mnemonics i've encountered have the words that begin with the next letter,
i could understand if they all ended in it, but they don't

[KriLLansaviLLan]

Your a woman running through Muslim streets not covered by fuckin sheets,
your fate is equivalent to when ur husband drinks.. the repercussion's beat.
verses emerge as birds then combust as a phoenix, so you kiddies can feel it,
my embryo was designin poems with the ribosomes in my helix,
my glare turns known rappas into stoned faggots without serpent beasts.
can't stand it when these vermin speak, they're bout to get verbally Hercules'd,
fuck sith lord with his glowin sabor, and any other open hater,
and any grammar pussy complaining of my nomenclature.
cause my raps are fortified with organized torture plights,
the average brain weighs 3 pounds, but your organ's light,
leaving you mortified, demoralized like the former Reichs,
even enemies befriended me cause my rhymes were immortalized.
forever ingrained in the brain..because as far as epistles go,
mine evoke feelings like mistletoes or Kim Jong's missile hoax,
or watching simple folk attempt calc problems with little hope,
the feeling of solving paradox riddle quotes,
or being caught in a gunfight only to find your pistol's broke,
the range is phenomenal, heard with the ears, felt with the abdominal,
message is honorable, reverberating through every pore and follicle,
yet i keep it abominable, seeing red like a kobra's heat specs,
odd your new promoter deep necks, ahem, Dotor meet Flex.

[JaYY080]

I got the balls more balls then tennis
dotor gonna need a doctor
And krillansavillan gonna need a dentist
I do this for the love no netest
in gay shit you enlist you stank bitch
I'm an elitist
mic behemoth
rhymes relax like bath in Hammath
words arranged like Ramoth
mixing chemicals like I was Haworth
u ham hock
Like rams I rock skulls knock
down the spine u feel the aftershock
anabolic steroids no needed
u can stay weeded
u getting superceded
poof! ;Fleeted
move like Pikkon strike like Python
mic on? Spit verse mic off
lights off lights out
like capital of Nicaragua wiped out
cold metal in ur mouth, you like now?
yes or no you still getting blown
bullet found a home in your dome
this is clearly not a love poem
so respond with a drug poem
filled with much toxins
cuz in battle rap you must be locked in
imagine cage rabies rats and u locked in
no weapons no assistance no Stockton