Official Battle Thread.

@ No one Just a random spit.

My words are a death sentence, when I spit it heads roll,
I can be mans best friend or your ticket to death row.
Like a red nose pit, I enjoy gnawing through neck bones.
Leaving heads severed with the rest,tethered to fence posts.
A friendly warning not to get close. I'm mentally unstable.
F*** the scraps ,I snatch arms off from under dinner tables.
Bury them in my back yard to munch on latter.
You see I live on the dark side of the force F*** Lord Vader.
Devouring any Jedi and s*** out their light sabers.
You lack taste like rice cakes I pack flavor like life savors.
But I don't save s*** that’s on your effortless accord.
Like wearing a suit of armor during electrical storms.
I'm deadly when I speak the tone even through your speaker cones.
Evel Knievel wouldn't speak with me on a speakerphone.
I dare any devil to try me, My heat puts Lucifer on ice.
The Gods failed that task, should have taking my lucrative advice.
Smitten by my written rhymes, each line's sitting on the dime.
Others fall short like midgets at theme park admission lines.
not big enough to step to this caliber Go to ride on the tea cups.
I’m the the big chief quick to roll and smoke you in three puffs
who want's some of this sweet cheeba..

Bitсh, I'm your cancer, no, I ain't curable
Yeah, you heard me right, I'm that illness that's terminal
And you can't fuсkin' bring me down at all, durable
Because you ain't got ѕhit on me, urinal

I am the flame and you're the oil, you're burnable
I live off of consuming you, is that discernible
Enough? Quit bluffing, bitсh, stop actin' hard
You disappoint security, yeah, you let down your guard

Man, I'm so amazing, boy, I'll take your breath away
And if you want a fight, I'll jump right in, I'll never hesitate
(pause) Look up at night and you'll see me, a fuсkin' star
But I never waste my time wonderin' where the fuсk you are

Did I hurt your rep? Is it cryin' yet?
You're a pussy, I expect you to cry, that's how you get wet
You can try and argue with me, but to no avail
Bitсh I'm so fresh, but to me you fuсkin' stale

The bold syllables are where the beat drops (there are four beats every bar).

@ SkinDeep
(I'm not in the mood to write, which shows. Just don't want u to think I need days to come up with 16 )


It didn't take me nine days to find a way to replay, but did u wait ?
I missed the date, aayt, what was ya name ? I can't get it straight
U wanna hate one of the greatest with ur weak debates
U claimin' u made it yet u tryna eat off my plate

See I don't need no metaphors, I get ta war with phrases
Lemme set the score, I let ya know how the game is
'Cuz I've been playin' since birth, you ain't worth my verses
& I'm stayin' til it hurts, it's Molotova versus

The biggest pervert on earth, ur words are dispersing
And I'm sure u never heard of a girl this deserving
Yet u know I blow your world everytime I pop a rhyme
It shows I'm goin' further 'cuz I write proper lines

U try and mock my style while you don't even have one
U're in shock or in denial, why u be so freakin' mad son ?
You're the one who started the party, I'm the last one standin'
Au revoir, I'm still the star, me I'm the one that's damnin' ...

Back at ya Molotova

You're alright Molotova, I like you, and most of your rhymes too.
despite who you say you are it's cool...to boast.. I don't mind you,
striking back, see... This is my good side I try to hold Hyde back.
One minute I’m MR. Nice guy and then next I might snap. like that.
When that happens I attack.. All hell breaks loose the style switches up.
Rip up anyone who sits up, I wish ya would stop fighting back.
B**** ya ,like that, when I hit ya ,stop lying on your back, Trick, get up.
Stop flirting with this pervert I'm married get of my D*** what the f*** it with ya.
I no longer need to waste time on someone on a d*** hunt,
b*** C*** thought you hit a home run but it was just a missed bunt.
who the f*** are you kidding it must be your self, stand tall ,perk them tit's up.
your just a peon for me to pee's on, a toilet seat I forgot to lift up.
I'm in a nice mood don't make me get violent I choose you for a reason.
you're confused,I don't wright like you. If I did that would be teasing....
Now your rhymes are better than they were before go back look just read them.
like I said you’re alright but as far as skill. you don't know the meaning...
Go sick a duck This B**** hunt can go on all season.

@ SkinDeep

I ain't braggin' I'm just draggin' the truth to the surface
U keep actin' like I'm battlin' you as if I'm wordless
But I see my tactics get u maddening nervous
Next to me ur babblin' looks saddening worthless

And I'm the best spittin' chick u seen in this thread,
The rest of them bxtches seem to let me go ahead
'Cuz after the battle, they can't handle the scandal
U can't rap tactful so I rather let ya rattle

U should be thankful that I'm willin' to waste my break time
On such a wanker with a few skills and a face that makes me cry
And I'm not flirtin' with u, I'd rather fxck your misses
Oh I'm a pervert too, nobody left to suck your biscuit

Ya don't like what u see 'cuz even your wife learned to love me
Yet u still try to beat me just 'cuz your life turned ugly
U just diss & affront, time to confront you now
If this is a bxtch hunt, then let me hunt you down

Ok to read this you need parental guidence Veiwes descretion is advised... J/K

Back at ya Molotova


Let's stop this nonsense quit before you get to far ahead.
You’re right...You are the only chick with a d*ck that spit's on this thread.
Look Hermaphrodite, you surprise me, jumping out of the closet as a lady killer.
Hey...go figure ,my wife's flattered but unfortunately she's not a labia Licker.
Should I call you Ms. or Mr. It don't matter you still babble the same ****.
My words are venomous ,You're better off wasting spit's in a rattle snake pit.
Cheap shots, Never would of though this is all you would amount to.
You shouldn't try to screw every harry ,D*ck and Cheri you show a house to.
That Twats probably rotten like road kill carcases but that’s okay keep you head up.
keep douching with balming fluid go to The OBG and get a check up.
This wouldn't be the first time they had to replace the doc to bring in the coroner.
This is getting boring battling on this Fourm against this whacky foreigner.
who crazy as box of fruit loops, f*** missing the screws b****
You have to many bolts loose of different sizes, toting one wrench.
You can't beat me, Take that brake you deserve, you disparately need the beauty rest.
You're off your metrics i'm too complex to mess with, lay flat on your back that's what you do best.

I'm figuratively open for debates, so stop talkin' about my pxssy
I'm a bigger bxtch, see, u can't relate so don't walk around like u push me
Thinkin' your rap 's better 'cuz u use comparisons
Every letter represents stupidity, I laugh at u Americans

Ben ouais, je suis l'étrangere, et puis ? Moi, je suis fière !
Même en Français, je sais niquer ta meuf et ta mère !
I've got more flair than u got pubic hair, what u still doin' there ?
With ur legs up in the air, gettin' decked by both sexes 'cuz u prepared

To do whatever it takes to be able to say the challenger's defeated
I'm ridin' these beats while u be waitin' in the passenger seat and
did I mention ur breath stinks from talkin' shxt all the time ?
Now attention, u really said I'm lesbian in ur last rhyme ?

Listen, I'm strictly dickly, just not interested in yours
Don't get it twisted, I bet u heard this line before
U're like a used condom, filled with blanks
ATL's new problem, bigger than Philip Banks

Back at you

That's more like it girl, that's allot better, something I didn't expect.
You have brought forth your true talent, How to grow hair on your breasts.
You still can't contest. oh. That's right I did call you a lez.
and bout the sex, I'm faithful to my wife unlike you ,chew on the rest.
So look between the ring and the index finger , just keep the change.
go eat a sh** sandwich at your picnic I hope it rains and you sit pissed with rage.
*uck my girl and my mother? That wasn't very nice coming from them fake lips.
Next time spit hidden messages in English so it makes sense.
*uck you and your picnics, Basket case you belong in a straight jacket.
You calling me a *agot cause I wouldn’t touch your nasty fake *** to slap it.
But that's not because I’m gay It just don't like maggots where I smash it.
I moving passed this, you keep coming back cause your sick of getting your *** kick.
This is the last spit I’m wasting on you consider this the end.
Don't get it twisted,My times better used than fighting you again and again.
Each key stroke I get closer to getting the HIV from so it's over
so *uck you and the horse *ick you road in on. it's been fun Molotova.

If you get the last words fine...I'm done...I'm going to be nice and say nice battle...

Damn peeps skin and molo. geeezzz got a little personal there huh? lol. Its all good was enjoying it actually. I have been around and was gonna join in but the sh*t between you two was getting good and funny as f*ck yo. Bravo to both of you. The best is when you can tell its eating the person up and the sh*t gets personal. I'll be spittin shortly been on vaca.

Yo, I give her props man...She is one to hang with the best...I just didn't feel like saying anymore horible things about her...She is a challange to battle. lol
I had fun though. I hope she knows I meant nothing from it. Nothing personal girl...you are Elite with a Capital E .Well thats the whole point of a battle. no mercy...hurt them where ever you see fit. and kick them while there down...Good battle Molotova...

Just a random spit......

Yo' like a cheap gimmic
I see an epedimic, of fake motherf*ckers up in here, like Lindsy Lohan up in a rehab clinic
tryin to get sinic...
But to only mimic ...radio hype
The commercial and the b*tch types
Only fan you got is is your mom acting like shes listening to your sh*t on video skyes
and thats her high as f*ck smokin crack pipes

If you want to compare our flow line to line...
You got to be out of your f*ckin mind
Cause you can't see me like the school for the blind

See, I don't f*ck around with low blows or weak flows
You can't beat me if I rapped in slow 'mo
ya homo
O'no you're not a fag
So...I'll just kill you here and put your body in a heavty bag
with your b*tches maxi pads
And disguard you like your rap style was on the rag

Even with a miracle you wouldn't win
If God co-signed it
All the stars in alignment
I spit so many bars, they call it solitary confindment
You wouldn't even spin off my sh*t if you tried to rhyme it

So you need to get up off my p*nis and nut sack
Cause I'm droppin bombs like bombs over iraq
And your buzz died....Venus fly trap

I can turn a rap scheme into a crime scene
I would even beat you in a battle if you curse and I kept it clean
With a ski mask all features covered
chillin til' the police discovered
Your mother, face down in the gutter
sliced and diced by my antics and a f*ckin pizza cutter

If you ask about your flow and rap cuts
they'd say its trash or like a bad rash on your small nuts
That its weak, boardline bleek and got so many holes that your sh*t started to leak
Just plan s*cks...
While my stuff is like food for thought and gives you f*ckin acid reflux
Knockin out b*tches with verbal nunchucks
Like you didn't know like stupid dumb f*cks

@ SK'nDeep and Molotova

Yo, I'm comin in this thread lookin like a newbie
but there's no need to wine and dine, I'm not your shaboopie
Cleary I'm lyrically superior, deep like the lake with a different ulterior
Yall can have your lil skirmishes, but Im here to do my public services
Thats takin out the trash,
Ima Garbage technician with a radical mission,
usin lyrical ammunition to decommission my oppositions
A verbal destroyer so hire a lawyer,
You wanna mimic me, mini me, I just call you Verne Troyer
Im startin to look presidential, from all my potential
the quintessential political trencher, I'm the aggressor
You were lookin dictionary deprived, so I thought I'd quench ya
with a bit vocab, flowcab, so bad, yall mad?
I didnt mean to provoke ya, while my wicked words choked ya
but what can i say it just happens that way
Yall go to the cemetery where the bodies are buried
and count the deceased, you'll see your not the only one to be killed by the beast

Haha I just came at yall because you seem to be the most prominent two here. I figured that would be the quickest way to get people to read my stuff. I look forward to you responses though.

@ Skin:

I feel honored ! I thought u didn't wanna battle me anymore 'cuz u said something like that in your last line. I enjoyed our battle too, you're a great lyricist ! We been pushin' each other, but that's what it takes to come up with a good diss ! I didn't mean anything of it either, respect to ur wife and all, u know. You just have to push each other when it comes to battling. Anyway, respect.

@ Molotova,

I will drop some here and there but I just want to focus on song wrighting for a bit...Check your P.M. I send you somthing there. P.m. Me back if you think it's a good Idea...Good battle Girl..

Oh.Tre_Fly the lumberjack is only around the corner..I don't think Moltova is going to let that slide...As far as me? the chain saw is running..lol

@ The Tre huger...

Come on molo let's do this..


Sk'nDeep's Verse

Who's this chump that jumped out just to get cut down.
Some chump clown, thinking here superior, only out to get stumped.
bow before the royal's, Tre's just a jester on his exterior,
a funny fagot juggling balls before the thrown, A mirror.
resemblance to a que*r, quick some one throw this homo a bone.
talking trash trying to dispose of plutonium only to be exposed.
from the radiation, trapped in a dome. Overthrown by two cyclones,
8 miles down the road, molo show this a** F***ing clone, how to flow.

Molotova's Verse

We be too fast for Tre's xss, let US take out the trash
Not aghast 'cuz we first class and Tre can never last
I'm a garbage pro and you became my virtual hostage ho
I got the knowledge so lemme send you back to college bro

Your vocab is so whack, you lack the talent to combat
I'm all that, your flow is flat and I'm back to attack
Anyone that's after me for no fxcking reason,
U just make me laugh, you suck & I'm leavin'

I just wanna thank yall for comin back at me, for a minute I thought you were just gonna blow me off. Here i go though

@ Sk'nDeep and Molotova

First let me start off by being sincere, I'm no que3r
but it appears, that you two fear being commandeered
I dont jest, I know who I've addressed but I suggest
you assess what I possess before yall end up in cardiac arrest

Molo, I wouldn't let you even swallow Deep's seamen
As much as he's wackin his wood, it always white season
a date would never work, the reason is treason
so why would that, lumberjack, cum on a woman?

Yo molo dont leave so fast, you'll miss the first degree murdering of Mr. Deep's ***
Your royalty? pardon me? well here;s the solution
I mean, when its between, me, Molo-antoinette and Deep XVI?
I'll guillotine the king and queen, its the french revolution

Just so we're clear, yall two are done here
but bein as nice as I am, I thought I'd finish my bars
you were dead by twelve, so i lit my cigar
knockin ashes on your caskets, as I strum my guitar

Back @ you Tre_Fly

I'll Obliterate this opponent ,like steak on an Ethiopian's dinner plate,
handle this beef solo I don't need Molo to demonstrate.
twist em up in a figure eight and place his face in where his innards wait.
flick ashes on my casket I'll piss in yours before they bend you straight.
only took four bars to kill you took twelve to do it?
you ain’t finishing **** apposing no harm, spitting at the truest.
So go hang your self from you Guitar string you claim you strumming.
Against Sk'nDeep your a one part of a molecule, you're next to nothing.
a pure looser ,you can't move with these smooth maneuvers.
girls don't approve of the dude so he's stuck screwing the hover.
I stand stout but this ain’t a bout, I'll knock your Fake Whack *** out.
I draw true blood, F*** a Jason Stack-House...
Your remind me of iron mike from his past fights.
Nothing but talk, can’t win in a battle unless his *** bites.
as far as molo She got you in the bag, with only body parts to spare,
I'll pass the rest off to her to bury you some where down there...
V V V


Molo get em...16 Bars Spit it...

I was gonna wait for Molo buuuut,

@Sk'nDeep

Deep, what are you doin man, I just killed you
Or are you back for brains because mine better suits you?
So far your subpar, should I broadcast it with Garrett Barrett on NPR?
That way you'd get airtime and at least feel like a star

Deep you were born f4cked up, I used to get your ma wearin a f4ckin dixie cup
Ravaging her Ethiopian fallopian so she smoked opium to deal with the paper glass pain in her ahss
I swear we knocked heads a couple times, but ima back door murderer with my hard rhymes
I'm surprised you came out alive, with your ma's sex drive

Apparently your a vampire so my verses must be garlic,
I'm sending you back to your casket so quick, my verse is so sick
You love my songs, you always wanna sample a sound bite
but you come out at night, your weak words will never see daylight

You think your better than me, than i suggest
that you re-read those myths that I've laid to rest
One more time, Ima send your zombie ahss to the graveyard
If you want another verbal vanquishing, rest up, cause you messed up.... I haven;t even used my trump card

@tre Fly


Hmm , What to say , What to say , See it more by the day
Newbie like tre , Get on your knees and beg
Forgiveness you should plead for your sake , I see how much of fake you are through what you make
Words on you are gonna be deceptive , You better ****ing check it
Mimic this , you can't ever ****ing best it , What I really beleive I gotta confess it
Ricidculing words can never test it , I'm 1 level ahead of your *** you just gotta accept it
Shame on you , You think you so ****ing true
Think you gotta style that's new , Your aspirations need a ****ing clue
Come back at it , Please little one rap at it
Please , You believe you gonna make me rubble
I'll make your every word a struggle , No debating with me for the rebuttle
Mother ****er like me gotta stay humble , So you better be watching who you respect
Crazy twisted prick like me busting down your neck , Your rap dream just walked through a train wreck
Heh Glad if you got a little bit left , But still you always gonna be like the ****ing rest.

I'll get at you after I eat dinner HomeGrown, thanks for comin at me though ahahah