Battle Me continued

The thread closed for some reason, and I only have to do _SBU's now, but if you wanna reply to my earlier response to yours, feel free to, or if you just wanna battle go ahead. Same thing as before. Willing to battle whoever.

SBU's lines:

"Ay. Tre. I hope your recent life was sweet and mild. it's been a while.
it'll only be a brief revival.
you're a decent writer but you need some vital re-alignments.
and you leech the style.

topically based rhyme's a hobby of Tre Fly's,
Me and rap tracks match like Dondi and trainlines.
your passionless rap's just a passtime. just harsh lies and art crimes.
Tre Fly's shine's just reflecting true starlight.
My intricate rap's the pinnacle fam.
Tre ain't Fly when his syllables land.
it's common knowledge, you're naturally flawed.
"Fly" like bottle rocket versus gravity's law.

you wanted to battle? I'm down with it, f*ck ducking.
Tre's Fly like me and my dogs are duck-hunting.

Trevor, mate.. you'd better-change the second-name;
you're not quite "Fly"; your texts-are-'Plain'.
I'm so high I meditate and levitate to demonstrate..
that you're just a 'fan' and I'm fly like 'propellor-blades'."

Alright SBU, time to dose ya up with ya own.

Sorry 'mate' but your 'propeller-blades' were made by some 'fan' and his dumb dad.
While 'duck-hunting' with their two drunk 'dawg's and smoking yuletide logs.
Even a 'common nose/knows' knows when blows mixed up, your like 'gravity's law', never thrown up.
'I'm sick' of your 'line flips' but im 'flipping lines' in this 'sick IM'
Im done trying, but the 'starlights a true reflection of my shining', my nine to fiving
im fiving nine or four four's, going door to door just to 'pass time' and deal with 'wack lines'
by the way, my 'texts-are-plane', so I'm 'quite fly', you took the train for a slight high
took the 'tracks' to 'rap' with ya slinger, but ya 'harsh lies' are hurtin for the heater, just so ya know who's the king here
SBU a born fool, coming to me for a consignment, never show ya back, 'less you need 're-alignment'

Notes:
'line'- in this is referring to either cocaine, train tracks, or actual rap lines. Im sure you can figure out which is which; also most of this is flipping SBU's lines, adding to the entendre's of 'line'- flipping lines would also be like buying lots of coke from a small time dealer so you can buy it cheap and make a good profit from selling it while still getting your fix.

'propeller-blades' were made by some 'fan' and his dumb dad- his crack that he was smoking was made by a random dude, his dad, and their two drunk friends; his fame from his rap lines is only buzz from a few dumba**es

'common nose/knows knows'- SBU said "it's common knowledge, you're naturally flawed" in his lines, i flipped it to suggest that even a common nose (an everyday coke users common knowledge about coke) can tell that he is using my lines and such

'never thrown up'- he is never ****ed up from coke anymore, he is too addicted

-at the end of my lines- its a double entendre, SBU is buying coke from me/coming to me for rap lines. his need for my lines is like a crack addiction. I find out he is 'flipping my lines' (making a profit from my drugs/taking my raps and flipping it for material) so i kill his ***.


I think that's good.

'biting your rhymes'? that's like eating a thief's snack;
this flavor's my own, though I'm giving you 'feed-back'.
you need that. your lines aren't clean and..
your weak wraps make me sleep fam.
you had doper potence but now need a relapse.
those lines took you so much time? I could sneeze that.

an "addict" of this sh*t? I add-diction.
you.. 'rat tales out your mouth' like a cat's dinner.
..pardon rookie? it's hard to push me..
I do 'add-d!ck-t'o this. your bars are p*ssy.

your style's simulacra but you don't represent.
f*ck a "coke wrap".. highs are 'snow'capped, I won't Ever-rest.

compare our lines. I'm suitably bigger.
when it comes to "coke"Tray' -usually 'mirrors'.

I know you're shallow and you ain't holding weight fam..
but we're all left questioning content when 'Tray' jams.

you seem to love your own sh!t, like a scatophile.
you don't flow but speak so much breeze it'd scatter-files.
on hiphop's honor, his wit's not proper.
if you see 'Trays Fly' I'm an inbox bomber.

out of the two of us you're barely even runner up.
you'll 'Fly' sky high from my deadly 'Jet' Li uppercuts.

you're quite fly.. and can't handle that altitude.
you're quite fly but you'll 'Crash' like the bandicoot.
you're quite fly.. but better check the parachutes.
you're quite fly and bite rhymes like parrots do.