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| Young G-City |
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| Maleficent Chaos |
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| I don't know, it was too close |
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 Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:12 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:42 pm
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You can dub me Hollow Man cause yall niggas cant see me,
That m4a1 make niggas vanish like houdini,
im a wizard with this but not magical, just tactical,
so when i plan to destroy yall fake lames, i'll bash ya skull,
My flow's on-point like them missiles that heat-seek you,
When im holdin non-concealed snubs believe that heat seeks you,
i dont know why niggas think they ******** wit young,
Beatin me is unthinkable like touchin the sun.
The life I live is much too crazy and graphic for many,
Ima exterminate this b***h like Nazis did Jews in Germany,
I got this f*****t confused and you can tell by his avi,
Young'll leave ya corpse steamin while singin "rock-a-bye baby"
I spit vivid, paintin masterpieces in ya cranium,
Im at the top homie, you bottom level like Uranium, (table of elements)
G-City got too much flavor, Im like MSG,
I gotchu shook now watch you self-destruct like the first PS3's.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:49 pm
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********' fakes, worse than LG in here
got what it takes? ******** no, you just leer
unable to peer, get some yellow books
I tell you hooks, and you tell me peter pan
What the ******** is with you man?
I can't even give you a idea of what this is
you just appear to understand, then miss
makes me wonder why you think you're good
you couldn't of begun to even understood
you stood under me, and you will forever
I make you chafe up like brand new leather
Fall to the ground, use powder and oil to pull em up
worse than a ross sale, than ross with his big coffe cup
trying to over exonify yourself, your small self
your no where near what I have in wealth
let me continue to drive you down with a pile driver
till you get that jive, neck bending snapping, can't get no liver
I'm flat out twisted, sick, demented, hostel 10 folds over
blow torches are kiddy toys, I'm using s**t thats Inner-Lober
Interloper, I flow off and on, inbetween the sides of your brain
I make you understand pain, nerves burnt down to the main
the spinal cord twists, disconnects, and pops your head off
worse than the rock-em-sock-em robots the way their heads loft
You've gotta feel your mind that high to think you could stand
you trip with out even moving, anime style, but you're bland
No humor, no punch, no blood, no gore, a weak a** love story
all you amount to be, all you account to see, ********' whory
spread open your legs more than you spread your fingers
got them stuck together from all the hand jobs, c** lingers
flavor savor, more so than a beard
use some labor, I could of mirrored
but I switch it all up, from old to new
from crued to lued, like your basin lue
more corrosive than your stomach acid
hold more ground than Lake Placid
I make my wieght known, displaced
show you how you've blown, untraced
thats the definition of gangster
they don't ******** let people be pranksters
start spouting off at the mouth
you get starting to bleed out the south
unable to spread your seed
as if you had nuts to of begun to bleed
castrated yourself at a young age
jerked off to much, ripped skin of like a paper page
You're like a BB Gun to my 50 cal gage
In a mental rage, I am beyond your standards
I have no manners, exact opposite of Flanders
you're just some gossip spouting b***h
hold still, switch, still lame in a new place
like Lohan and Curtis, and same as their case
you're washed up, no chance at all
like a fire crotch, all you do is appaul
I can't say you would of even been able to win
grow some fins, try to not be the fish shot in the bin.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 11:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 5:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 10:07 pm
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YGC:
You can dub me Hollow Man cause yall niggas cant see me,
That m4a1 make niggas vanish like houdini,
(Nice)
im a wizard with this but not magical, just tactical,
so when i plan to destroy yall fake lames, i'll bash ya skull,
(Filler)
My flow's on-point like them missiles that heat-seek you,
When im holdin non-concealed snubs believe that heat seeks you,
(Nice line)
i dont know why niggas think they ******** wit young,
Beatin me is unthinkable like touchin the sun
(Itz not necessarily unthinkable, LOL Just not possible. Average line)
The life I live is much too crazy and graphic for many,
Ima exterminate this b***h like Nazis did Jews in Germany,
(Delivery coulda been better, ok line)
I got this f*****t confused and you can tell by his avi,
Young'll leave ya corpse steamin while singin "rock-a-bye baby"
(I don't get this one)
I spit vivid, paintin masterpieces in ya cranium,
Im at the top homie, you bottom level like Uranium
(LOL, delivery coulda been better. Nice line)
G-City got too much flavor, Im like MSG,
I gotchu shook now watch you self-destruct like the first PS3's.
(Average ********' fakes, worse than LG in here
got what it takes? ******** no, you just leer
(Filler)
unable to peer, get some yellow books
I tell you hooks, and you tell me peter pan
(If U mean Captain Hook Vs. his Peter Pan than nice line)
What the ******** is with you man?
I can't even give you a idea of what this is
you just appear to understand, then miss
(Filler)
makes me wonder why you think you're good
you couldn't of begun to even understood
(Filler)
you stood under me, and you will forever
I make you chafe up like brand new leather
(Average)
Fall to the ground, use powder and oil to pull em up
worse than a ross sale, than ross with his big coffe cup
(I dunno if I get this one)
trying to over exonify yourself, your small self
your no where near what I have in wealth
(Filler)
let me continue to drive you down with a pile driver
till you get that jive, neck bending snapping, can't get no liver
(Filler)
I'm flat out twisted, sick, demented, hostel 10 folds over
blow torches are kiddy toys, I'm using s**t thats Inner-Lober
(Whats Inner-Lober mean? LOL, then I might get it)
Interloper, I flow off and on, inbetween the sides of your brain
I make you understand pain, nerves burnt down to the main
(Good line but where is the real word play at?)
the spinal cord twists, disconnects, and pops your head off
worse than the rock-em-sock-em robots the way their heads loft
(I didn't like ryhme, nice line though)
You've gotta feel your mind that high to think you could stand
you trip with out even moving, anime style, but you're bland
(What?)
No humor, no punch, no blood, no gore, a weak a** love story
all you amount to be, all you account to see, ********' whory
(Filler)
spread open your legs more than you spread your fingers
got them stuck together from all the hand jobs, c** lingers
(nasty, average)
flavor savor, more so than a beard
use some labor, I could of mirrored
(Filler)
but I switch it all up, from old to new
from crued to lued, like your basin lue
(Whats basin lue?)
more corrosive than your stomach acid
hold more ground than Lake Placid
(I didn't get tha last line cuz I'm not aware of what Lake Placid is, LOL)
I make my wieght known, displaced
show you how you've blown, untraced
(Filler)
thats the definition of gangster
they don't ******** let people be pranksters
(Corny)
start spouting off at the mouth
you get starting to bleed out the south
(Filler)
unable to spread your seed
as if you had nuts to of begun to bleed
(Didn't make sense when U say it, average line)
castrated yourself at a young age
jerked off to much, ripped skin off like a paper page
(Ew, made sense though)
You're like a BB Gun to my 50 cal gage
In a mental rage, I am beyond your standards
(Filler)
I have no manners, exact opposite of Flanders
you're just some gossip spouting b***h
(Filler)
hold still, switch, still lame in a new place
like Lohan and Curtis, and same as their case
(I dunno them either, LOL)
you're washed up, no chance at all
like a fire crotch, all you do is appaul
(Made sense)
I can't say you would of even been able to win
grow some fins, try to not be the fish shot in the bin.
(Nice line)
Final Judgement:
YGC had some word play and some nice lines to be basic about it, and only a few average ones. Although nothing mind blowing. Same with Male-C. He had many many unessecary lines, too many. Few lines were that great with word play and delivery was average. There were some nice lines I found, which made up for a few fillers. But there were too many fillers to forgive, and not enough word play for me. Vote goes to YGC
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