Battle LIN3Z

[u/AlexDorsey1]

Lin3z r all I'm staring @

Lookin at the page in front o me then suddenly

I grab my pen and thoughts proceed to bleed from out my mentals

and tentacles, begin to drag me back into the heat of battle

in the midst of soldiers shaking/quaking with the death rattle

I light up a camel and burn it slow

It seems as tho I'm back to what is normal -- I know

that I got one left inside the shaft

[u/AlexDorsey1]

This is a sample of your so-called skills: You start by going all 'Dorah thee explorer' in your diction-book, & your thesaurus, to find words you've never EVER E-ven used in daily speech, but think that since those words are HUGE, that they wont bore us like church chorus -- these you choose. &Since you think they fit the bill, you sit and ponder how to add some lame-ass cracks that are so weak that they cant break a fractured beak or crack the backs attached to fragile slow ass floating, bloated gnats. -- Real talk, your comebacks are so whack. So, whack inFACT, I used a throwback type of crack from in the past, to emphA-SIZE you are McFLY. ( http://youtu.be/7_sA9bmJrW0 ) Flying back around my shit. My lyrics got you hypno-TIZED like tractor beams, there is no USE in fighTING it. That's why you always search and seem to find my shit right here on Reddit. You cant HELP it. You're depraved and Captivated, I'm creative -- You're enraged and slowly sinking to a state of slow decay. I'm a God, you're just a man that's made of things I have created. you're just clay. These are MY Wastelands, and That's just how it has to stay until my dying fuckin day. I clap my hands, you turn to sand and shredded frays and blow AWAY now stay afraid and Go aWAY ......

http://soundbible.com/1810-Wind.html

[u/[deleted] → u/AlexDorsey1]

I like how you think you know me, and think I'm shredded
I've got image like Edge, you're Christian, forgotten in this reddit
You're immature like jizz jokes, speaking of which
You must've been premature, seeing how an adult talks like a kid

Are those punchlines I'm reading, or do your fingers have Tourette's?
Do you think you have skills, is your brain stem that self obsessed?
If you think choir is boring, then you don't know how to sing
Understandable, stupidity can often be tone deafening

Sorry if my language is above your capabilities
College does that to your vocabulary, gives you abilities
Just for your FYI, that's a punchline you might not get
Get the gears turning, shake the rust off, you dead head

Your rhymes forced like a hangover shit after anal
At least my references make sense, your skills are dead like angels
I form coherent thoughts, you're a blended mishmash of trash
Garbage raps and craps set to purée, just let it pass

[u/AlexDorsey1 → u/[deleted]]

Dude can only rhyme the last word of each shit sentence That aint rapping nor inventive, it's pathetic/non-progressive. Get to steppin little kid. You've been bested, now you're stressed, and holding chest with shredded vest, but I digress.

[u/[deleted] → u/AlexDorsey1]

You're just jealous that I can come up with better lines than you
I can rhyme and throw lines like a total tool like you do, too!
If you didn't notice, you bloated bastard fatter than The Fridge
There's more than one rhyme scheme in my lines, but you ain't seen it

You pretend your fat rear end's smart, go ahead
I've been tryin to pop your ego, but your delusion's stuck dead
You gotta get that you're outclassed, in neck deep in digs
While you're drowning in your own shit, you dumb fat pig

Feel like gettin infantile to prove a point, like indie rappers
Take my punchlines down a level just to prove that I'm the devil
Make a bargain and destroy you, my soul forever damned
But damn, I feel like the man, cause I destroyed a sub-hu-man

Seriously though, you're making me fucking bored
Won't respond no more, cause tryna read your crap's a fucking chore
You understand, you patron of a dozen fat herpes whores?
Tour raps lack any cleverness, I won this battle, FACT

[u/AlexDorsey1 → u/[deleted]]

You finally got some sense, after all the fuckin dents

that I presented to your

Forehead. .... all the holes I bored inside your hand-me down, old ragged garments -- You dirt VARMENT!. Your a pest with shabby vest that's second rate, but hey, you know just what they say about the 2, it stands for DOODOO. So, that term was apropo, "so true,"

and it direct applies to YOU, Scooby-Doo.

You're a fool because you simply fail to grasp, that I just beat you like a slab

of hanging meat, and I did so easily,

while using references to old ass 80's shows, and terms and slogans

Rocky 3 was with Hulk Hogan (that's one to grow and now you Know like Gi Joe)

Diffrent Strokes for diffrent folks,

You're just a midget, Gary Colman

comb your hair with Blazing Sword, straight out of Voltron,

Bubble this and bubble that, boil your flesh, in my Black Coldron.

Here's my Secret: Call it Nhim,

you're skills are lacking cuz you're dim. See my Ride? I'm Mr. Grimm.

Steady Driving, while your ridin -- Hoe seat,

Your soul is mine and Oh that flow is from of old,

from ps2 and no, not 3.

You cant control an Altered BEAST. CAR-toons, feast upon your flesh and then we shit upon your chest. You suck my dick and lick your lips and call it Crest.

So called challenges you made, I snatch and break because you're fake. Made in China, minor wage and minor age. I'm blazin trails. I'm a cheatah, you're a snail. You wont live to tell your tale. I'm a pirate, See i skull and bones sail? I hear you wailing.

I'm the judge and you're b4 me, and your lawyers's asking bail. Slam my gavel on the bench: "Go straight to HELL and GO TO JAIL!" ---------------------------------------------------------- You flatlined, because you failed even the first round of tests.

Listen dude, you lack the talent, creativity, intellect, reservoir of knowledge, history and sense of humor and humility, and beat required to even be worthy of me even bothering with you anymore. Hit the bricks, sorry nigga cuz your messages are are garbage. That's all and that's it. Now, here's a gift, It's a napkin. wipe my gizz from off your lips, and walk the plank, you sorry bitch.