dopeman
11-05-2004, 07:50 PM
Jenkinsakagod's verse
I'll unleash my wrath on the bitches like sadist towns,
it's like im ICP and you guys are afraid of clowns,
scared like little bitches when u see the 'Holy ghost' im ghastly,
your fuckin nasty stuck racin but you can't pass me,
im unleashin words like scrabble your spittin baby babble,
just cant say no to beastiality your tag teamin baby cattle,
I spit lines you lick mine like my 'thick nine' was a popsicle,
theres no way you can get through me im an oversized obstacle,
when I rock it slow it's a sign you bitch gonn need a hospital,
you gonna be screamin let me go when I unlock~the~flow,
it's death to the meek when i speak from my cheeks,
gotta love the flatchulance cuz you seek every peek,
im not nice heres some advice you'd better think twice,
you cant beat dopeman and god with two little mice,
u can grab it there u have it we just beat b mouse and rapid,
B.Mouse's verse
When I hit him his track~cries, you’re whole verse is smacked cuz of teh wayI smack~lies,
I’ll make these bitches have “clouded vision” like their looking at black~skys,
I don’t wanna crush them let alone face these stumpin~hoes,
On this “path” at greatness you just a bump~in~the~road,
My rhymes shock like lightning they can’t “weather thestorm”,
Jenkins and dopeman, wackness in 2 different forms,
I’ll go easy on y’all, I don’t even have at diss~y’all~good,
Cuz my rhymes make more sense than your existence~could,
I can’t feel you’re presents dog, why you wrappin?? (presence, rappin)
You punks got a headstart but I’m already lappin,
You’re rhymes have started at soften, you must battle to often,
I’ll get you punch-drunk til you’re “hammered”, to put the “nail in the coffin”
From his toes to his head I’ve marked on the hot~spots,
Ta make sure I hit when I spray my glock~shots, I rock~spots,
After this “watch”out for 3 votes cuz then the clock~stops,
Dopeman's verse
I quit readin yo shit it left me puzzled with no clue
you couldnt beat us if you had a 10 man crew
my connections disconnect disrespect leave you wrecked
matta fact i got a tech to detatch yo head and neck
your too simplistic when i spit i inflict sick shit
you dont want no conflict so go back to suckin Rapids dick
thers disbelief when you start beefwith tha chief
ill break your teeth leave you 6 feet deep rob you like a thief when i speek
I'm iller and stronger than coke you shouldnt provoke
cuz im pretty sure noone understood a word you just spoke
if i were you Rapid i'd just choke
I lyrically assasinate when on the mic
I'll cream you clown like the pants of a d*ke
your lines are weak theyre straight obnoxious
your lyrics make me nauseous
next time you wanna step up to us psychos be CAUTIOUS!
Rapid's verse
Get shit right my name is Rapid, by the end of this u’ll be vapid//
I’m doing this quick and placid* but in ur hearts and souls u kno im rabid//
You come up against 2 of rapdogs most wanted, ur the ones hu r haunted//
We can have u gone dead, ur face is turning a strong tone red//
Lemme get shit straight dopey and a gurl jenkin wants to challenge us?//
At the end of my verse u both will be singin please hang wit us//
You guys r too stupid to read, u got puzzled over rhymes written while taking weed//(B.mouse was takin weed while writin them)
Bow down on ur knees, cause I got a greed, to beat bitches dat got a need fo speed//
Dopey, have u actually won any battles?, or do u still play wit rattles//
You’ll be cryin like Marshal, makin up ur life while playin wit saddles//**
I’m an Apocalypse on and off da mic, I read ur shit, I read it sumwhere else, proves u bite//
Get it right, u need to get ur grips, u hidin in da basement day and night//
We LYRICAL APOCALYPSE, ur boats r up against the power of a thousand battle ships//
Even our partnership, will be too hard for shit, I’ve given u many tips, time ta read my lips//
You don’t have TIME for suicidel scripts, we at ur door betta run fo it!!!
**cowboys and indians, he pretendin he on a horse like a hero
aight that's all the verses the score is 0-0 and we need votes
uppin
I'll unleash my wrath on the bitches like sadist towns,
it's like im ICP and you guys are afraid of clowns,
scared like little bitches when u see the 'Holy ghost' im ghastly,
your fuckin nasty stuck racin but you can't pass me,
im unleashin words like scrabble your spittin baby babble,
just cant say no to beastiality your tag teamin baby cattle,
I spit lines you lick mine like my 'thick nine' was a popsicle,
theres no way you can get through me im an oversized obstacle,
when I rock it slow it's a sign you bitch gonn need a hospital,
you gonna be screamin let me go when I unlock~the~flow,
it's death to the meek when i speak from my cheeks,
gotta love the flatchulance cuz you seek every peek,
im not nice heres some advice you'd better think twice,
you cant beat dopeman and god with two little mice,
u can grab it there u have it we just beat b mouse and rapid,
B.Mouse's verse
When I hit him his track~cries, you’re whole verse is smacked cuz of teh wayI smack~lies,
I’ll make these bitches have “clouded vision” like their looking at black~skys,
I don’t wanna crush them let alone face these stumpin~hoes,
On this “path” at greatness you just a bump~in~the~road,
My rhymes shock like lightning they can’t “weather thestorm”,
Jenkins and dopeman, wackness in 2 different forms,
I’ll go easy on y’all, I don’t even have at diss~y’all~good,
Cuz my rhymes make more sense than your existence~could,
I can’t feel you’re presents dog, why you wrappin?? (presence, rappin)
You punks got a headstart but I’m already lappin,
You’re rhymes have started at soften, you must battle to often,
I’ll get you punch-drunk til you’re “hammered”, to put the “nail in the coffin”
From his toes to his head I’ve marked on the hot~spots,
Ta make sure I hit when I spray my glock~shots, I rock~spots,
After this “watch”out for 3 votes cuz then the clock~stops,
Dopeman's verse
I quit readin yo shit it left me puzzled with no clue
you couldnt beat us if you had a 10 man crew
my connections disconnect disrespect leave you wrecked
matta fact i got a tech to detatch yo head and neck
your too simplistic when i spit i inflict sick shit
you dont want no conflict so go back to suckin Rapids dick
thers disbelief when you start beefwith tha chief
ill break your teeth leave you 6 feet deep rob you like a thief when i speek
I'm iller and stronger than coke you shouldnt provoke
cuz im pretty sure noone understood a word you just spoke
if i were you Rapid i'd just choke
I lyrically assasinate when on the mic
I'll cream you clown like the pants of a d*ke
your lines are weak theyre straight obnoxious
your lyrics make me nauseous
next time you wanna step up to us psychos be CAUTIOUS!
Rapid's verse
Get shit right my name is Rapid, by the end of this u’ll be vapid//
I’m doing this quick and placid* but in ur hearts and souls u kno im rabid//
You come up against 2 of rapdogs most wanted, ur the ones hu r haunted//
We can have u gone dead, ur face is turning a strong tone red//
Lemme get shit straight dopey and a gurl jenkin wants to challenge us?//
At the end of my verse u both will be singin please hang wit us//
You guys r too stupid to read, u got puzzled over rhymes written while taking weed//(B.mouse was takin weed while writin them)
Bow down on ur knees, cause I got a greed, to beat bitches dat got a need fo speed//
Dopey, have u actually won any battles?, or do u still play wit rattles//
You’ll be cryin like Marshal, makin up ur life while playin wit saddles//**
I’m an Apocalypse on and off da mic, I read ur shit, I read it sumwhere else, proves u bite//
Get it right, u need to get ur grips, u hidin in da basement day and night//
We LYRICAL APOCALYPSE, ur boats r up against the power of a thousand battle ships//
Even our partnership, will be too hard for shit, I’ve given u many tips, time ta read my lips//
You don’t have TIME for suicidel scripts, we at ur door betta run fo it!!!
**cowboys and indians, he pretendin he on a horse like a hero
aight that's all the verses the score is 0-0 and we need votes
uppin