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Quote (EmSeeD)
they call me mark whippy coz i give you marks and ass whipping
Quote (Eboyd)
My flow is excellence and I stay Whipping Marks/
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wit metaphors, marks get whipped
i didnt know yall used those lines before, matter fact those lines r different
yours mean u give yo oppenent marks and a ass whipping
the only thing thats similar is eboyd and mines, we both saying "we whip marks", but in a different context.i say with my metaphors be whipping marks while eboyd simply say, he be whipping marks, so there.
its the same thing
Round Three
but you wouldn't have thought of it would you,
if you hadn't seen two people use it before dude,
now i've got a few daily chores to go through,
first, to clean up those 13 year old metaphors from you,
a morsel chewed, by an awful few, schooling it coarse(course) for you,
its my principle, ruff neck, heard you're the head master coz he sucks dick,
you're a boar (bore) every time dude, with my sick verse you'll get swine flu,
think you can serve me? bitch you couldn't serve dining food,
your memory will be unsaid of from this bout
in fact i'll change your name to UNCED when i rip his HART out, (uncharted)
tryna be fly, coz you're an insect,
doesn't get the point, let alone respect,
wanna pay the cost, then take a reality cheque,
see how much you're in debt, when my sick sin, sits in, and injects,
you rejects, i'd teach you the ropes, but you'd probably hang yourself,
instead, you're getting diss played (displayed) bottom shelf dead,
you figured my verse was foiled, coz you knew it was that dope, (dope goes in foil )
except you're the one rolled up, the kind that gets smoked,
and failed, mine was bottled up to let you inhale,
something fresh, while your frail styles too stale,
said your styles too expensive to be free?
where'd you get that from? oh yeah you got it off me,
so i let the worse go first, he's the lower seed,
you sound like i'm the one you wanna be,
i don't mind if he pays the fee, burnt into his face, © emseed
i know you're whole styles diminished n soft,
coz most of those sentences weren't finished, so i guess i'll finish you off
lock you up, behind the bars of a poem, serving you a death sentence of my own,
so don't even try to make a rhyme like mine,
mine are more than dope, coke heads wanna snort these lines,