Braynwav vs Abs (S. Abacha)

[EyesLoSE14]

Oi you can post here black (?) It's whatever like I said or on AHH if you want

Anyways ...........Oh sh!t look at the time its Greenwich Mean time again.....


Dont need much ammo to roast ya you aint as nice as your s'posed ta/
Trig exposed how your p.ussy shows like camel toe chocha/
Ran from audio your explanation wasnt cosha/
So why that big head on your shoulders//
"All you need is one mic" / (RRIIIGGGHHTT)...Thats how I know you aint nice/
30$ stateside n about 20 here right?/
its hypocritical to say Doc the queer type/
You ran like a B!tch from trig...I've never fled a fair fight/
I Prime Minister Pain Like Tony Blair Might/
your chances thinning like your hair type/
Gassed off pure hype Your trash over here on my website/
So see this clear through your nearsight...//
I Often wonder..../
How'd gone hold cred assunder.../
When you spit dumber then Dumber/ I'm as loud as thunder/
bemuse yourself with that bullsh!t you mumble/
On sohh that wont fly like Iccarus in summer//

[BrayInWav]

Sunny ain't got no shine, i'll boss this foe, he lost at sohh
Many times, got many lines but they're nothin, i'll squash his fro
Toss some flow, cross this ho, nail thru wrists like i sail thru this
He pales and sh!ts, i'm executive level: he's just maleroom b!tch
Bales from switch, yelps 'hay! stop whuppin!', that's the last straw
Vast law overrules objections , and lame protections of glass jaws
My past draws lessons in present skills, he ain't gifted, luck frowns
Ain't winter but when i spit ice cold, Eyes rolled: made him duck down
You're stuck, clown.. my fists are krazy, glued your nose to your chin
The blows will begin to rain and pain, you punch too slow for the win
You know that you sinned, your confession's stressin weak rhymin
You keep dying as i'm blastin, last thing you see --> me climbing
This elimination round, my winning nature found him too synthetic
You'll regret it, i'll rupture you, bank on this: record's left in debit
I take credits when show's over cast you to hell with no extra lives
You rep no sets, i lift your text... you too light to give me exercise
You ain't built to last, my shine's too hot for herbs, it wilts you fast
Spilled your trash, i'm glad to bag wins, dump verse and kill your raps
Your will i tap, as i Keep Ending Game, my lines heat sending pain
Run for your Life not wins... your rhyme from start to weak ending? lame




aight good luck peace

[BrayInWav]

ayo eyes, can you do me a favor homie...

my account at ahh is ****ed up so i cant login anymore, lol.. probably for good...

anyway can you please make a thread in got beef:

http://community.allhiphop.com/forumdisplay.php?f=31

called... keep in touch with bray?

and ask peeps to drop their aim, yahoo, or msn contact info?

thanks dawg... and ask cain to sign in on aim so i can keep dropping in the tourney... props. peace.