El u cant tell? u sick "well" im "well"..
u soft on the inside..and im swelling ya shell'
u the bitch u just shit!! and im sick of ya smell !
i spit beyond flames...start picturing hell

im the hustling tycoon! ima wizard at sells
ruin molecular structrues..atom to cell
you aint nice! remotely considered a threat!
u just a watcher so stop offending a Vet!!

Mista Flo diss T el....

and i looked at some of the stuff in here i think is misplaced like doesnt belong. just saying

EmSeeD vs Acekat

i need targets for me to break, you gave me plenty,
coz that verse is really 40 bars disguised as 20,
now your 40 bars are taking shots like its a glass of henney
but its a shot you can't cope with, shit i wrote with's a bit more potent,
a pen ink laced with cyanide, so don't try and hide,
behind bars no one will read, you're always in sight of em-see'd,
my insight is out of sight, if you can't get that right,
i'll bomb you out of this site, with satellites you barely feed my appetite,
you probably couldn't read yet rap it right, i've got a sixth sense,
for fools sounding pretty tense, i condense dense mc's who claim to make a stake in my cream,
not even in your dreams, maybe try it again in your nightmares,
i'm light years, ahead of you queers, who probably give you slight stares,
you don't deserve to write here, search a dictionary, make rhymes that don't mean shit i don't care,
i already won the 1st two rounds, should throw this one away,
but mate your "dog porn" verse was so gay, even your facts weren't straight,
the names Mark Whippy coz i give you marks an ass whipping,
get a grip ace coz your slipping, tripping from the dope i'm ripping,
but i don't wanna steal pityful hoes, i deal spiritual blows, with real lyrical flows,
and still ridicule foes, with ill inpenetrable prose, i barely read your last verse anyway,
it was some kiddy shit about poo's wee's n bee's i could beat with ease, i'll beat you in my...zzzzzz'

MAK_The_Lucid_Tongue vs Render215

o need to sew it on cuz the leaf's embedded in my heart
I'll stomp thru' your city with the kryllie(krylon) and 'spit' all over your art
Son, you a disgrace to the whole motherfuckin' pennsilvania
My city loves me cuz my pen's ill and spill blood like transilvania
Your lips drip of pussy spit, whole flow pink... straight laybia
Lyrically fuckin' you in the ass today so in a way u might say I'm date rapin' ya
I like how you said you'll never catch us smokin' on the same blunt
True talk, that's cuz I only smoke Philly's... What city you say you from?
And For those loonies and toonies my goonies'll pull toolies
If truly you knew me you wouldn't try to fool me with stool speech
Ya, You a shit talkin' imposter plus confused by the rasta
That ain't me in my sig but still you'll dred when i lock ya...
In the site of my scope, calmly cock back and pop ya
Come to your wake, laugh in ur moms face then spit on the grave where I drop ya
This ain't animal rap its canibal rap, believe the Tongue will taste victory
After my planned attack to blam this cat and eat this pussy weak emcee
I'm a motherfuckin' veteran this kid is just a lame roo-kie to me
I'll come to your hood, defeat you, cassidy, beenie and freeway and make history
And God forbid that these judges mistakenly hand a loss to me
If they do I hope when they see the truth they can render an apology.........

Render215 vs Mak_The_Lucid_Tongue

I used to puff a Phillie Per Diem, Until i figured it out,
U can't roll enough weed in them.. It's Big El's I'm about,
Runnin' your mouth, I'll burn a quarter sized hole in your couch,
I'm writing you off, What on God's Earth are u writing about?
U can try to diss me all day, but your raps is still gay,
When it was your turn to bust, the dumb-head-dread ran away,
expeditious retreat with a white flag, Surrender to Sir Render,
What the blood clot, quit rapping; throw that hand in a blender
Or just throw in the towel, by now i thought you'd be better,
I am the true B-Boy Render, grit down to every shaded letter,
Every new season, whatever weather, I'm the ill trend setter,
With a flow that's wetter, Feel like I'm battling Helen Keller,
I know you can't see me, tossed you out the window like a CD,
I pointed that out earlier, before i smoked you like a bidi,
You write lyrics like a Rock Ballad, a flow, you are without it,
Do i need to continue, MAK winning against Rend? I highly doubt it,
I just rearranged my flow's viscosity, with a light speed velocity,
Turn your cabbage to coleslaw, Your accusations won't abolish me,
And Next round you cannot follow me, I'm an oddity, an anomaly,
You're probably just realizing, that I AM WHAT YOU OUGHT TO BE.....

my new theme song



erikboyd60@hotmail.com

"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"

-T.S. Eliot

battle record:

7-0-0

no one hardly ever adds anything in here, i thought i had also written stuff that deserved to be amongst these verses at least. btw i was actually going to add one of your verses i just forgot

Your style is "horrific"..however fear my curse
J water gonna Break when he hear my verse!
he'll tear up first and be like "faggot" my purse
this "faggot" is -DEAD- wrong ..i'll steer his herse!

i see through this pussy...clear his skirts!
im the only hot topic when your peers converse
dissapear you jerk! lemme chill and rap!
that young mutha fucka wit the skills is back

you talk alot...just rambling nigga.
PUT YOU UNDER MY FEET JUST TO UNDERSTAND ME NIGGA smile
i'll get the spatuala...straight scramble a nigga!
u'll need more than "gloves" to handle a nigga!

i getta shape up...with a handful of figures
i wReck-Tangledand unprepared emcees with triggers
i rap circles round this square it aint fair when i spit!
beating me? you nuts! like pubic hair on my dick!

i know im ill..its been declared that im sick!
your mom move like magic..i was unaware she a trick!
she showed it all...revealed the underwear and the tits biggrin
i blasted her with the dick...see its there on her lips!

u can ask around...im the best relaxed in the lounge
knocka nigga out the park! go Sam on these clowns! (sammy sosa)

yeah...

(some really tight punchlines in here)

diss to Meth:

this cat fails at being a failure. dude, don't waste your breath/
you get smoked daily. that's the reason they call you Meth/
your death is eminent so evacuate my domain/
maintain your train of thought and i'll derange your brain/
i'm infallible, sharp like a dagger to sever your spirit/
my rhymes hit you so hard even the deaf can hear it/
you fear it like it was the second coming of Christ/
as if i battled you twice, then walked on water with your life-/
-less body. each line explodes like a 12 gauge shotty/
lock you behind these bars to rot like John Gotti/
call this a mental defloration. a declaration of rhymes/
this is a brain fuck and i'm an aphrodisiac to virgin minds

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EL vs shadowfire

crazy flow on this

This fellas average, jealous bastard never matches
against better rappers...
I'm extra savage, professor status in lectured classes...
you would never pass it, too dumb you failing, bastard...
I'm in the chemistry lab testing acids, in flasks..
that'll melt yourself to ashes...
I spit electric flashes that'll burn thru delicate fabrics...
from sweater thats satin, to your capris where the belt'll gets fastened...
respect my swagger or get put next to a casket....
you don't spit ether, you more diva than jessica rabbit....
Beat the mess out this maggot with weapons and ratchets...
He'll run to his medicine cabinet packed with Excederin tablets...
So gassed I keep eleven stashes of prevacid-packets...
And your face looks like the hole where excrement passes...
I got devilish antics...spit in your face and make gestures thats graphic...
Throw you the middle finger and tell you to catch it...
how old os this nigga??.. old, I suggest that he act it...
Instead of testing my status, when my worst verses are better than half his...
This a regular bashing, I'm moving forward..u...pedaling backwards...
Take forever to match this! I'm so far in the future, my present is past tense...
You slower than a sled with molasses...trekking Alaska's...
treacherous vastness....when the weather's the baddest....
I already said who ya dad is....on my bed and my mattress...
Your mom deep throat the piece whole like her neck is elastic...
You wrote a check and I cashed it! Should have kept it, and stashed it...
Instead of yelling and bragging, like I only won cuz fellas was laughing?!

el nigga.....

ridiculouss

round 3

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 crazy )
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,

u c wat dat nigga did 2 me? he shocked da hell outta me lol

i try to be level with all. i try to be equitable/
but those weak rhymes Render your defeat inevitable/
it's irreparable. infected your style. the damage is done/
at a disadvantage my son. i'll dismantle your tongue/
to leave no doubt that you're not spitting hot like me/
ain't been hot for a minute like month old coffee/
style is carbon copy, unfortunately they cloned PM Dawn/
and came up with you. i'll rip this Paper Doll for being a con-/
artist. trying the hardest to do it like/
me. wants to rock a crowd but isn't doing it right/
let me show you how to do this. first learn to grip the mic/
never mind, it's hopeless like teaching a paraplegic to ride a bike/
just watch me and maybe you'll learn from my sickness/
so just sit back and like Jehovah bare witness/
i'll add a T to your name because your dominance is just a trend/
a modern zeitgeist twisted around words that i bend/
you say you only Rend One but homie i rend too/
a quiet storm coming in to rend your style and your crew/
blending words with poison. they call this lyrical arson/
burning away your lyrics whether we're in Philly or Carson/
don't start son. i'm cutting away your bullshit with Occam's Razor/
docking lasers to spray away your face and correct your behavior/
i'm braver than an Indian chief. your style is pure bravado/
no need for braggadocio. you're grab bagging the lyrical lotto/
it's my motto to to outlast. Joe, you have no enDorance/
i'll make this wack Fishburne (fish burn) as if his name was Lawrence/
now he needs to be nourished. give him a worm. he bit the bait/
so when you ask "what's on the menu?" you know it's Render filet/
and even if he was the finest cut of mignon/
he's still on the plate well done without a backbone.

though i didn't get the endorance thing, is that supposed to be like endurance or is endorance another word?