TheMan080....|VS|....Face{II}

[theman080]

Checkin in then we'll drop, wanna do the same topic as last time or switch it up, let me know

Stay Up

[faceillini]

how about you set the topic. lets kill it on some lyrical sh!t

[theman080]

iiight, the topic will be we wake up the morning after a robbery and were too blazed/drunk/whateva to be sure where we stashed the money. Both want it for themselves and try to get via the two other peeps that worked with us (flip any way) and some other various trickery and sinister **** (like killin everyone at my funeral, including my mother you sick fukk)...

That should give us room for three acts again, the verses dont have to feed one another but they should flow together and kind make sense, feel me? If the topics cool let me know, ^^^^first thing I thought of, seems iight. We'll drop once we ok sumtin....

Peace

[faceillini]

ok..that sounds real hot...lets do it!

[faceillini]

theman080 is hyper we peel off, wheels spin and smoke flows from the tires
I pass him the lighter, the spliff heats and burns with the fire
he inhales deep cali buds, takes another pull then frowns
passes me the joint, I’m like collie budz cause finally the herbs come around
we race around the corner as the perelli wheels hug the ground
pull the nap sack from the back, I forget the sh!t weighs a couple pounds
loaded with a couple pounds, extra clips with more rounds,
plus a couple bricks for that extra flip I gotta to admit
we know how to make money somersault,
the honey hummer cost a good gwop,
I speak, "yo 080, the way that chick last night
gave head was like she was doin’ the wop". He starts to laugh,
"I forgot to mention after the party she looked like steve harvey with a white mustach,
got a free ride like a bus pass, way she shook her tail looked like a ducks ass
theman replies, "I can’t believe we came off without givin' the slut cash
I say, “she had mad jokes on you cause you nut fast”
"F@ck her, I was in and out of the b!tch like highschool when I cut class
however, can’t front she had a B.I.G and Total package like Puff had
I look in stuffed bag, "Yo, you think this is enough cash?

[obnoxious]

yo.. just for future reference.. ya'll should have somebody else (other than one of you) choose the topic.. cause that removes any bias... for example.. if face loses, he could say that you (theman) already had that verse written.. and just threw the topic out for the battle.... ya''ll know what im sayin..

havin an outsider (meaning not somebody in the battle) choose the topic, just removes any options of pre-writing.............


just a tip for next time.. howla

[Courtdog]

yo.. just for future reference.. ya'll should have somebody else (other than one of you) choose the topic.. cause that removes any bias... for example.. if face loses, he could say that you (theman) already had that verse written.. and just threw the topic out for the battle.... ya''ll know what im sayin..
havin an outsider (meaning not somebody in the battle) choose the topic, just removes any options of pre-writing.............
just a tip for next time.. howla

This aint propaganda we talkin bout here, two gentlemen should be able to handle themselves w/out us interferin.

We just cheer @ the end when one man has fallen.. snitch!

[faceillini]

That's a good point...thanks, however, I think in this case I feel its not a win or lose thing...Its an exercise in creativity...battling by off the top, to me is alot easier then a story type of battle...so if I take an "L" its cool I ain't gonna get tight about it, if 080 loses it cool too..the point is that we are doing something different and creative that I haven't seen on this site...ya'll can correct me if I'm wrong...

[theman080]

My mind disregards exhaustion and my eyes alerts me to day
Face aint lie, said he had a dope chill spot & the bird would obey
The herbs were okay, passed a few around while classics were bumpin
Sampalin dutches, discussin the days functions, made cash in abundance
She asked me to **** it, but I think I just referred her to Face
He's been in a dry bunch for five months, its his turn for a taste
I crashed hard, the blow was softened by the liquor and weed
I was greatful for the safehouse, but there's some other **** that we need
The clips & the heat, we left wit the other two, then split wit some speed
Stashed the cash at... at... FUKK, **** is slippin but it isnt my steez
I never acted like this, musta been some **** mixed in those leaves
Face will probably know, see em wit that bad ***** & her chest bare
Dayuum, the buzz wore off, now she looks like Randy Savage, wit less hair
I scuffle for my sneaks, the room's auroma is prone to inducin comas
The stench forms abrasions in my brain...I need to step out for a sec
Hangover's malace trips me while I make my way to the door
I see a squad car while I open it, and by the corner there's more
My stance advances fashions fast, debate whether to leave Face
But I decide to take a chance...I wake em up just about as cool as I can
Tell em to be quiet, so we can make the moves that I planned
The nets closing on us but there's some holes in grip
He's slow and he slips, so I hit em and swoll up his lips
"We gotta do this right man, head out to the back
I got the keys to the Ac, we'll dump it then proceed for the cash..."
We slip a few minutes before the house is covered with jakes
We're on the road and I ready for a discussion with face

[theman080]

I just came with the topic off the top of my head, c/s at not carin too much about the outcome, I like seein how the **** plays out

[faceillini]

ha ha..I'm lovin this...NICE drop 080...

respect,

Face

[Courtdog]

I just came with the topic off the top of my head, c/s at not carin too much about the outcome, I like seein how the **** plays out

Same thing as a no votes thread.

I can see yall dont even care if anyone voted. You would like it, but what you gained out of this experience far outweights what any vote can do.

But if you had a no votes beef battle, it can turn ugly.
But I digress...

[Advent Verbal Kent]

Give it up Court. Dropping it out weights what any little whiney babble about how you think youre right after 2 years of negotiating a no votes battle with Prop.


AvK

[Propaganda]

Yes, continue to re-affirm that you're a scared azz b!tch who hides behind a veil of "its better for the site" or "its all about the experience"... :laugh:

No one even likes you in your two favorite boards...the OM and the rec room. So you losing a battle (or if you had to leave) probably wouldn't hurt SOHH. And as for just the "experience" of battling, I've battled you close to 10 times. I won't get anything new out of beating your azz again.

But I digress...

Keep talkin son. I just might drop a verse on you...for fun... ;)

[faceillini]

080 paused for a second
you can see his mind analyze in all diff'rnt directions
but like an architect I draw in different perspectives
the wheels screeched and theman swtiched different objectives
hope ya'll can stomach the rest cause it can be hard to digest this
my LG rings so I flip it to get the text message
I look at theman and I ask " So, what's the plan and where are we headed?"
Theman speaks,
"Back to the strip club, rob it and by next week
we'll be on the beach sunning with heat..."
Good plan, I grab and cock the glock with extra clips by the feet
I roll the next blunt and add somethin' extra in the leaf.
I start to chief, take a couple pulls and pass to theman who inhales deep
there's the club, he slows the jeep to a slow creep,
loads his iron, but this tools function in not to crease,
get in the way you'll lay flat and start to leak like a faucet
" 080, I'll approach from the side, you from the back but use caution.
I'm at the side entrance a thick chick exits, SHOTS ring out,
either a bouncer don't know who they messed with or 080 got reckless
you can see the shine from my necklace as I slip in and enter a dark room
I follow the noise and the camera swtiches angles like you playing Halo or Doom.
the main floor is full of chaos, theman080 in a trance like a séance
his eyes blood shot, lookin' at the scene with my gun cocked
theman grabs a dancer, puts a gun to her cranium
watchin for his next move like a janet concert in a stadium
I'm like damn this chick is @ssed out, physically and literally
then theman passes out and drops to the floor pitifully....

[theman080]

hahaha man...good ****, I'll drop the next addition shortly...

**** that last line...fukkin azzhole

[theman080]

Face is stayin with that tissue in his hand... patrollin for blood
"Why you hit me that hard cuz, shyt is gonna be swollen as fukk!"
He opens the dutch, starts the transplant with a shaky grip
"We need to make a trip, who has the cash, is it Frank or Mitch?"
I navigate the black acura with speed, take the twists with ease
Some cheerleadin bytches runnin sprees wavin hands at me scream
Feel like I stand in a dream, my adrenaline is overfuellin & itchin my skin
Face is thinkin again, contemplatin as he lit up the spliff
No red or blue in the mirrors I take a drag when its passed
Lag on the gas, stop at the light as Face adds on the sass
"As a matter of fact, the majority of the chips is in Mitch's grip
A fourway split is legit, buit fifty/fifty would be sick
and when considerin this ****...me & you did the shots plus the getaway
We plotted it everyday, I dont really fukk wit them anyway..."
I try to sheild my suspicion, did that bytch insist on all this diction
Up top he's as loose-lipped as she is down low, I now know hes been slippin
If he's enlisten with this chicken, in a minute I'll be clickin
But fukk it, I'll drive us up to Mitch's and adjust the mission's description
I gotta try and test em, probe and see where his intentions will lay
"Real recognize real, so we'll see these two and dead em today
Head back we're be stayed, bend her back then blast her away..."
"Nah, Ashley's okay..."
"That fukkin pig were probbly tattle today..."
"She's cool..."
"She looks like a cow and I'ma slash her that way..."
"I love her, I swear I do, I wanna by a ring with my cut"
Can't believe I'm hearin this stuff, hopefully he's bein steered by the dutch
Good thing he cant read expressions for shyt, all thats here is disgust
I'm nearly fed up, my homie jumpin ship for a anabolic bimbo
I park the ack quick though, finish the spliff and flick it through the window
"Then I'ma be the best man cousin," I give em dap, but I'd rather the mac
I can smell rusty puzzy in his breath, in a sec I'll throw up in the back
"It tasted like heaven," I barely stifle a laugh, hop out the whip and get my mind on the stash
These guys are all faggs, I trusted em and now they willin to vex it
So fukk it, there's a half a million chillin, and I'll be the only villain who gets it..."

[DaGhostRidah]

Damn both of you are killin it, you need to get in the booth and record it. Straight up. I started checkin the flow of your verses, would sound real nice over sum "Hustlin" Rick Ross ****, ya dig?

[theman080]

third act coming shortly

[Child Proof]

[A fan]Ayo this is hot to death!! Yall r nice for real!!![/A fan]

[faceillini]

The scene opens with fuzzy bright lights
The noise in the background sounds like las vegas fight night
Theman tied to a chair stares and gets his barings.
He begins his dialog with the usual swearing,
“Where the f@ck am I? What the f@ck happened?
I step from the shadows and ask,”Do you want me to bring you an aspirin?”
A chick, the stripper from last night steps into the light and starts uncontrollably laughing.
“Face, what the hell is this place? What…?
Think back to the jeep, remember that leaf you chiefed?
I look him dead in the face
Theman thinks…then it hits him, the spliff ”…it was laced?”
I wink,”yep and YOU enhaled deep.
“What a creep, let me rock this b!tch to sleep,
chop him up and lay his head next to his feet!” the chick exclaims
“f@ckin’ fake 50 cent, look at you, now your new name’s small change.”
Theman retorts,”I saw you take a pull too…”
”stupid, I didn’t get that piece, a little magic, slight of hand AND
you didn’t see me in full view.”
Welcome to the Prestige,
“f@ck all of this talking bulls#!t!” the chick takes a hammer and WACKS him in the knees
Theman SCREAMS, “No Please!”
I speak, “Please? You know you reap what you sow.”
I put my heat to his throat
Sweat DRIPPING off his top brow
Guess the pressure is making him hot now
I’m stirring up some sh!t cause I’m thickening the plot now
It gravy baby, time to get served
The chick asks, “ what style of death do you prefer?”
080 slurs,” f@ck you!”
“…a twist or straight up, either way sh!t ain’t sweet and you about to be glazed up
Theman says, “yous a damn slut!”
She cracks a wicked smile and unloads a two shots into his damn nuts!”
Like Hostel or Texas Chainsaw we torture him,
she uses a lighter to torch his skin
I use the hawk like a pitch fort, stick it in his back and torque it in
He lets out a sickening SCREAM he looks like a dolphin with a dorsal fin
Finally he passes, but what was my cause to sin?
I found out he liked tossin’ men and that’s something me cyant stand!
Fire pon a pu$$yhole and gunshots for a damn anti-mon!

[theman080]

Events unfolded with a crafty hand prone to bottom-deck dealing
Frank and Mitch were shanked and hit, Face had framed it quick
The tasty bytch was blazing swift, full throttle tek weilding...
My hand prodded the door ajar, peep an amalgam of corpses & weed
A trail of bullets sprayed wide, I nosedived with force in my speed
Witness an assortment of heat, two aces and a sloppy shot
The sofa is my proper spot, covering while I'm poppin hot
These mothefukkas had gotten got, Face just spared me the lead
He'll get his share in a sec, I see em cowerin by the chair and the desk
The balco bytch is a born gunslinger, but the weed had slowed her a sec
"Baby, open his chest..." She shouts hoarsely, while exposin her neck
I spring forth and clip with two, Face drops his pistol and moves
Onto all fours, and starts gaspin for breath while I give em is due
"You don't wanna see me pistol to pistol, so go and sit by the ho...
She has a couple minutes at most, maybe I'll strip her down & give her a go"
"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Face is bedazzled by the descriptions illusion and reaches for heat
I squeeze and he shreik's, slides over to the bytch and I easily speak
"Okay motherfukkas..." I close the bytche's wound with the heel of my tim's
She's squeelin for wind... "I'll let this pretty bytch put the seal on this hit..."
The holes in her neck erupt violently, Face's eyes release their restraints
"Tell me where the cash is stashed and I'll go easy on Face..."
"Tell em baby, pleeeeeeeeez, my homie's really insane!"
She gurgles through rebelling blood thats seaking some fresher placement
My tim's stifle her diction, but in a minute she said her statement
"You lyin ****, you said Face would come in first and I'd peel em & drop em
I didn't know Frank & Mitch would be here, they trained me and I popped em!"
"Wait a second...what!?" Face just had his weed stash crashed
"When you started speakin that trash, I hit her up and needled that azz
Convinced her you were soft, I wont even mention the lie's irony...
Told her to hit the spot & chill, and we'd end this snide rivalry,
Ya girl's dyin G... plus she's more easily suckered then you"
"The money's in the basement... but take it easy on Face
All he talks about was you, he looks up to you--" She released from the stage...
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I stare at my former trustholder, he's hunched over and worn
His bytch's eyes is fried and distant, body torn and scorned
"You slipped for this petty shyt? With six figures to better it??"
"Fukk you..."
"Haha, yeah, I'd probably feel the same..." I'm seized with adrenaline
"They say the first loves a killer..." All hes seein is the metal lift...

[faceillini]

YO...BIG RESPECT TO THEMAN080!! Hot drops man...This was fun...we need to do this again...possibly the same thread..flow like styles P and Jadakiss on a track feel me...hot shyt tho!

peace

[theman080]

not a bad idea...**** would be epic

[yaga]

up.

[faceillini]

Damn wow these were the days...lol respect to theMAN080

[theman080]

Damn wow these were the days...lol respect to my dude face