Da Brakes Posted December 17, 2005 Report Share Posted December 17, 2005 * 16 lines each * 2 days to post your verse (read rules if unclear about this) * renagade_tim to spit first :bat: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest renagade_tim Posted December 17, 2005 Report Share Posted December 17, 2005 Yo Da Brakes your name should actually be Da Fakes// I will have your rhymes on a pole like leaves on a rake// You is through only because I have seen a picture of you// Your ride is a Mini Cooper Pooper Scooper you try to rap like King Koopa// but in a matter of fact yours raps are tough to read like a loofa// cause you jus had an empiphany wit my b*tchen symphony// i reside from the east side you reside from no side so lets ride// wait you cant unless you drop that load you call rap off your back// like i said to J-O-E i got rhymes and lines to make your momma screem// jus look at my rhyme shceme you have a ghostwriter write your raps me i have ambitions like a rida// cause my name is RENAGADE last name Tim you no i aint ten bout your rhymes should be thrown in a trash bin// I think you tryin to be tha new Russell sayin this is a hustle when you aint got muscle// there is no need to tuzle when i am goin to rap in a muzle// you are on the Dairy Queen Rappin Label but my raps are very stable unlike yours// so do your chores and sing my chorus that is because my raps are as strong as a tarus// so fukc this b*tches dissin me i am goin down in history with this victory// Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Da Brakes Posted December 17, 2005 Author Report Share Posted December 17, 2005 You’re lucky I made an exception coz I don’t usually battle chumps I’ll defecate on your rhymes, the way that a cattle dumps I don’t know where to start, I could diss you in so many ways I think I’ll start with the fact, you misspelt ‘Renegade’ You illiterate amateur, don’t you know I will damage ya You ain’t even a threat, let alone a worthy challenger What was you thinking, when you saw you had me first Another suicide mission, and yet you still spat a weak verse It’s Ewan David Alman, the Hip Hop stallion You’re a fan, admit it, you want a song on my album?? Forget that! You’re too wack, you tape I’ll eject that Hip Hop’s not for you so please just forget rap Ain’t got a clue about cars, spitting bars, or harsh flows This guys got more cheek, that my flipping arse yo Its been a waste of my time, you got devoured and scorched Your about as useful on the mic as a solar powered torch Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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