YOU WANNA BATTLE!!!

[Infinite]

now im gonna come at you like a killer//iller than when michael jackson did the thriller//throw ya rhymes in the trash//and strike a match//cause they aint gonna stand up to ma lyrical splash//ill exceed your expectations//cause i be the chick with many temptations//and if ya piss me off ya gonna be in incarseration//as i lock u up and throw away the key//ya just jellous ya can't be as ill as me

[Infinite]

no doubt, ill be willin to let kats hear ma material but i am not sure weather i can burn anymore CD's and shit, cause trying to get em out to the labels first, perhaps i'll put some online or sumthing, not sure yet, lates

[Infinite]

commin' at ya with loaded clips//
i be spittin straght from my lips//
so put ya hands up were i can see em//
ya can't test the speed, at my rpms//
murderin non believers with lyrics that are leathal//
ya'll don't even know the deal//
comming with the dirtyist of poetry//
so put ya weapon down, and sling fists, you and me//
no one know's what the streets don to me//
i got ma own back, no need for base ball bats//
straight swinging no need for gats//
always high off the sack//
ya gonna hit the deck when i'm on the mic//
cause if ya in ma way, ya just might loose ya life//
lyrics outta sight//
I'm like a legond or some kind of proficy//
no one can murder me//
put ya hand's up if ya feel me//
and death to all the kats that don't believe//
Its like im on another level//
always breakin rules bein' a rebbel//
Reppin ma block to the fullest//
common, im ready to fight, lets do this//




HOLLA!!!

i can't spell worth shit, don matter

[baloo]

Broke the rubber,busted a nut up in your mother
So how you feel about havin another little brother?
I've lost my fuckin marbles
smeeling like a brewry
drooling at the way your jewlry sparkles
Burned the weed before I learned to read
skippin classes,blazin blunt ashes
in the lunch room lookin nervous
liqour in my thermos
hung with hermits,
who carried guns without permits
starin' at the bitch with firm tits
aiming straight for both lips when my sperm spits

ahh!!

[Infinite]

Broke the rubber,busted a nut up in your mother
So how you feel about havin another little brother?
I've lost my fuckin marbles
smeeling like a brewry
drooling at the way your jewlry sparkles
Burned the weed before I learned to read
skippin classes,blazin blunt ashes
in the lunch room lookin nervous
liqour in my thermos
hung with hermits,
who carried guns without permits
starin' at the bitch with firm tits
aiming straight for both lips when my sperm spits

ahh!!

souds a lil too much like eminem, espeshally the beginning.. *sigh*

[baloo]

I knew that line sounded farmiliar



This new rhyme is closed captioned,
all you ho's im bitch slappin'
don't know how that shit happened
yo ass better start packin'

I can flow freely unlike you so dont trip
Ya'll can't see me or hear my dope spit
I can't freestyle so yeah I wrote this
I get frustrated but now I'm just pissed

Pimp playa nigga, i'm white and still shine
even with a pen, your rhymes don't match mine
You bitches are veterans, this is my first time
im on 2 quarts, a blunt and 3 lines

I'll let you guys finish, hate on me if you want to
dont let what i said come back to haunt you

This party's gettin old
Your body's getting cold
go do what your told
Go ahead and fold

[baloo]

I havent read the thread, so I don't know what's coming
but your life you can bet I wont be the one thats running\
this is a battle right? or am I just confused
dont usually work tha mic, mainly tha 1's & 2's\
tha next time I see you, im'a be on you like a hound
death will be instant, you wont hear a sound
yo heart will stop beatin,before you hit the ground
yo clique will bow down, and hand over tha crown

maybe with your reply, I can say you got me
but from your last rhyme, you shit sounds really sloppy
thrown together cheaply
your shit can never beat me
got you wrapped completley
come on, accept defeat-B

Tell me how you feel-about some competition
dont use recycled rhymes, lyrical repetition
you see how I dis you, and it's got you bitchin
say something to my face, yo ass will come up missin'

4 feet deep, body wrapped in plastic
my friends always tell me "don't do nothin' drastic"
every things a blur
my fuckin mind is cloudy
empty pill bottle,
in tha club im fawkin rowdy

I need a responce, so I can come back at ya'
nothing serious, just to verbaly bitch slap ya'.................................

[Infinite]

Baloo your right, this is a battle, but you better retreat//
Your attempt to flow, pathetic, prepare to be obsolete//
Spittin’ my lyrical warfare, no need to be descrete//
I’m packin’ the heat, kats like you I defeat//
Make you vanish from this board, without a trace//
Cause the poetry you create, is a F ucking discrace//
Pack up the pitiful rhymes and rent some storage space//
Before I start spittin clips, right in front of your face//
What the hell kinda name is baloo, anways??//
I can find better rhymes than yours on fucking e bay//
Battle me anyday//
With each lyric I spit, I slay//
Line after line, rhyme after rhyme//
Man, you’re a f ucking waste of my time//
But sall good, jus stop trying to be big//
You have no talent, and you’d never get a gig//
Better run while you can before I pull the trig//
Before ya bodys on the floor outlined in chalk, ya grave ya better dig//

Take no offence, and battle me at your own expence

oh and quit trying to spit shit thats commin from eminem

peace

[baloo]

The fist rhyme may have had some M in it....But neither of the other two, so what are you talking about?


Why don't you drop to your f uckin' knees and blow me
you say you got talent, but you have yet to show me
don't talk to me calmly, as if you were my homie
actin like a pro, but your just a phony

you rap like a bitch
so come and suck my dick
make sure to lick tha tip
and stroke tha magic stick

you can't handle my style anyway
I can take you fake ass on anyday

wanna fuck with me, wanna lock me down
but I dont see it comin
bitch you aint really sayin nothin
when im comin from the back
like damn like that
look at white boy shake and move like that
like damn, look at him doin his thang
white boy bout to braid this game
and all yo' shit sounds the same
all yo shit sounds so lame

so come right, with some shit that sounds thought up
don't try and tell me my clique will get shot up
lets see how much violence gets brought up

[Infinite]

Ok little punk, I’m commin at you swingin’//
Tired of all the bullshit, my spider sense is tingling//
Ya nearly had me in that last rhyme but ya never gonna succeed//
Ma lyrical tack ticks gonna emerge, so ya better take heed//
Better act quick cause I’m gonna catch ya//
Take all your wack rhymes//
Thow em in the trash, and strike a match up//
Shit ant gonna change u still rokin a lil bit of poket change//
I be up in the range//
Blastin superficial bitches who aint got no standards//
Ya gonna be hurtin when I use the heat to brand ya//
Laughing at your pathetic attempt to use your words as slander//
People who talk shit don’t amount to nothing//
I’m like the ciggerette you smoke, addicting//
Can’t anything stop me like you can’t stop the seasons//
Commin at ya full hartedly, that’s a good enough reason//
So ya better take a step back and come to grip//
Cause when I come at ya on the mic, I be spittin more than 16 clips//

[baloo]

I liked that one, keep em' comin'!!!!!!

This shit is just a game to me, it aint nothin serious
you'll get slapped by my rhymes until you get delirious\
I said I was gonna hurt you, but you just aint hearin it
after you read this next rhyme, you'll definatley be fearin it\
you sound like you like to rhyme so show me what you got
I like to hear new shit, especially if it's hot\
if you got a demo shoot that shit my way
I'd like to freestyle,but I never know what to say\
you say that im a superficial bitch with no standards
and im usin my lines like some cheap slander\
I told you before that this is all a game to me
everything you say,that shit sounds all the same to me\
like what you said before,you'll throw it in the trash
thats like talkin shit, about my secret stash\
you can't turn me in, I smoke my shit to fast
like your 16 clips,im sure you just won't blast\
damn im drunk,actually i'm trashed
like some potatoes,my drunk ass is mashed\
come on now holla at me if you can
im the big bear,im fuckin' baloo man...?

haaaaaaaa!!!
come on now lets keep this going....I got a ton of shit..Oh and shoot me a cd if you got one....

[Infinite]

If this is such a game I suggest you roll the dice//
_______
_______ /\O O\
/O /\ / \ \
/ O /O \ / O \O____O\
/_____O/ \\ /O /
\O O\ / \ / O /
\O O\ O/ \/_____O/
\O____O\/

If ya wanna keep this battle going, ya better think twice//
This Fine gril can’t lay no more shit down on tha line//
I need to stay focused on my demo, and come up w/ iller rhyme//
I killed ya in that last verse, and there aint no need to pretend//
Behind all of the typing, there’s more to comprehend//
While you type on the keyboard wasted//
Rambling on with your inadiquit gay shit//
I’m working on adding myself to the playlist//
And I aint talking shit, about me spittin 16 or more//
Man, I’ll be rockin on the carpet and you’ll be shopping at the doller store//


anyways don't be dissapointed, i aint throwin down the towel forever but i gotta deal w/ shit......if i ever have extra's ill send em but there are studios that need to hear the shit first....ill keep ya posted.

[baloo]

let's hope your demo's hittin
I just aint feelin what your spittin'
hopefully that shit is hot
or you should consider quittin'
I've never heard a female, with a voice to rap
but you say your fine,another sweet ass to tap
maybe in the industry, you'll suck your way to the top
when you finally get an advance, maybe you wont stop
end up like lil kim, a known slut with cash
not to hot,pussy swolen, and itchin from tha rash
you'll never get signed,with rhymes like that
you need to write some shit that's Phat
disregard my lame attempt to degrade you in your dream
sometimes when people talk shit, it's not always what is seems!

keep it up, if you have time

[Infinite]

ya know what, you should stop talking shit while your behind, I jus can't post anymore battles because I have better shit to do with my time, so stop talking shit cause it don't phaze me, and you don't know me so don't talk shit about things you don't know about, I'm the definate opposite of lil kim

[HolePuncher]

Infinate and Baloo both suck mad cocks
they get them to bust mad rocks
then spit the semen into their socks
then put their feet back in them
then they have naval battles in their shoes with all those sailors
you could start up a sperm bank with all of the fucking cum these guys have stored up in their bellies
put it together I rock foes you say hella