JapFace vs. SpicFace

[Siberian Husky]

aight..*grabs microphone*..check it...

check 1...2...

i grab the microphone and re-arrange the alphabet/
come through verses with fury like malcon X/

shush dork, shush rob, shut your eyes/
kick back while i make your internals crystalize/

now bite your tongue, this is how the mic gets done/
a whole MC tree to pick battles with, man you had to choose the ripest one/

i'll devour your lame style with a tall glass of tang/
i'll leave you having nightmares of me rhymin flashin fangs/

i'll grind you and your weak crew into beef stew/
serve you with seafood, you cant cloud my vision cause you're see-through/

Word....

[rob47]

hahaha i was about to go to sleep but then i saw this...

jeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa


you're skill is so old it's collecting dust g/
trust me, i eat siberain husky's//
for breakfast; plus my flow is fast/
so grab a lawnmower and mow my grass//

my skill is on a different level than 2pac is/
you wanna battle? i got crazy fast octaves//
you vato/
tryin to play legato and staccato/
get behind that counter and make me a taco/

it's no questoin that I'm ballin you see?
so racist they should call me Luis.

hahaha


uhhhhhhhhhhhgggggnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

[Siberian Husky]

aight looked...


as i grab the mic to straight infiltrate/
i waste no time burning you cause i seriously have bills to pay/

my skills cast shadows over yours, you cant touch my tactics/
you rhyme like a lame actress as i bust backflips on your lyrical matress/

look Robert-stretch-eyes..theres no stoppin me/
im a tyrant over your intellectually deprived philosophies/
thats how its gotta be as far as i can see/
fortunately my music is never watery/
you should grab a telescope and see my view is like astronomy/
high velocity, my lyrics give meaning like nastradaumus prophecies/


get out...

[tds]

be interesting to see rob and husky fight fight. dont mind spending an air ticket on it. heh..

in the meantime, ...rap on!

[rob47]

be interesting to see rob and husky fight fight. dont mind spending an air ticket on it. heh..

in the meantime, ...rap on!

hahaaha i'd lose i'm scared of essay's.  although husky seems to be a piano playing essay and not a hardened-by-prison essay.  (anyone seen American Me?)

n e way....back to the battle


I'm the Bernard of this rap, how you gonna teach Rob?/
plus I'm asian man, didn't you know we eat dogs?//

Plus my raps are just harder/
I cut you up like the barber/
you mess with Japan I'll cause a Mexican Pearl Harbour

I'm out of your league, you can't touch Saki/
you got a better chance of learnin the whole Rach 3
so look papi, stick to sprayin tags
and sniffin the spray paint out of brown paper bags

haha.

what what?

[Torp]

This has got to be the best thread ever!

You guys are killing me...

[Siberian Husky]

HAAAA..you are NOTHING!

check it...

your racial slurs are comical but yo i got the best of them/
i'll crush your miniscule asian skeleton to crumbs and gellatin/

i'v had it up to here with ya'll weak @$$ rappers/
i flow deep with verses and scriptures with infinite chapters/

your repulsive style resembles that of bacteria/
i'll devour you whole like a fat kid in the school cafeteria/

i welcome you to come forth and step within my psychoanalysis/
leave you in paralysis after this, you'll be walkin home with ankles stiff/

Robert..why try?....

[tds]

*grab super large popcorns*.....*invites bunch of friends*....woo hooo....free stuff

[rob47]

I'd like to keep goin TDS but unfortuanetly the battle has become so heated, that any day now a crew of essay's is likely going to roll up on me and spray me with mac 10's.  My death will likely cause a retatliation hit a few days later on my mexican opponent, forcing people people to then ask, "What was it all for?" , and say "They used to be tight, what happened?". And later in the year many young gangsters from Mexico to Japan will be claimin "SOUUUUUTH SIIIIIIIIDE" and "FAR EAAAAAAAAST" respectively.  And after that people will copy these threads and get famous rapper's to cover the battle and make millions of dollars of the deaths of the two biggest hip hop icon's in the piano world.

No, I don't want that.  So I'll leave it with a beef-squashing verse instead.

I wish that i could just go back in time/
and put and end to all this spic on jap crime/
how many Mexicans got to die?
cuz they insulted their Eastern compadres eyes?//

There's too much war in the world that's a fact/
so we should end this battle for Korea, for Iraq//
although it's true that we fought with words/
i know that you and me woudn't have stopped the verse//
until one of us was lyin face up in box/
mother cryin, her insides dyin from shock//
girlfriends wonderin where that shoulder went/
now their tears just fallin on the cold cement//

And all for what? respect on the street?/
i'd rather save my breath, aight Dog? peace//

*2pac 'changes' begins to play*

*ROB walks of into the sunset and throws his gun in a lake on the way*   

[Siberian Husky]

words....

yo we could easily bring forth pain with verbal inflections/
but i agree,  peace among men shouldnt be through head collection/

social stratification leads to interspecies lacerations/
bastard nations nowa days just dont have the patience/

to properly distinguish what is to to be a human being/
we constantly opress our fellow man and intentionally ruin genes/

individuals get heated over the most insignificant of episodes, yo let it go/
grab a stethescope  focus in and erect your folks/

i'll fight untill i exhaust my ankles, it really is a hand full/
i  pray that people will learn to embrace, and hopefully this thread sets an example/



*walks away playin 2pac changes in the sunset*

*throws knife into the lake on the way*....

[i_m_robot]

so the battle stops befo self can even drop a line

oh well guess self ill just have to wait until another time


 

[Torp]

respect...you guys rule...