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"Валико, если вертолёт и самолёт связать цепью, кто победит?" (с) из К/Ф Мимино

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hey y'all

how ya doin'?

first time left the hospital an came to office to d/l some shit... of course can't pass my favourite thread! thanx 4 e'rybody for warm words, it really helps, I done told ya!

one asking, if Moz had made some comments/rates regarding semifinal verses it would be fuckin interestin 4 me to read. unfortunately can't find em (if they exist)

fuckin skull is still mad broken, so I think it would be fair to divide winner's prize between me and Hommie (he don't wanna be a winner by no battle, and I appreciate it highly - YOU'RE DA MAN)

one love 4 y'all

(don't forget what I am askin for!)

yours truly
dealer/lyricist, 'Mega

yo, that's what's up!
I'm back motherfukaz n ain't goin nowhere....

Hey, Hommie, man, we got some unfinished business I think. Talked to Moz, he'll make a new theme for the final... AND WE GONNA RIP THIS SHIT OUT! No dissin, no bullshittin, just pure rhymin skills from me & u... Grown men shit.

How u doin, btw?

One love

DAMN DOGG! How could i miss this shieet! I,m looking forward for new battle. And joe,i gonna put up a hell of a fight!

no doubt

spring is comin', fuck da winter, let's bring the heat

new english battles comin VERY soon! stay tuned!

AIGHT!

Tha Final, take two

Hommie vs kormega

Topic: "Who's killing hip-hop"
Deadline: March 5th, this bloody year

Go white boys! Go white boys!

wut's the time terms?

topic is aight, straight to the point

sory, I'm blind

5march is ok

damn!
lets pop it homeboy!

Give us some tight ass rhymes, boiiiiiiiiiz!

Hi, fools.

-Цитата от Mag.Ur-Da

Hi, fools.

Get down, motha fucka!

-Цитата от Mag.Ur-Da

Hi, fools.

pff... get low

since tomorrow this thread gonna be damn fuckin hott!!!!!!!!!

deadline is comin'! that's how we gettin down! english-language rhymers, beware an sharpen yo lyrical swords....

coz english text battles r gonna take place here all over 2007!

Hommie, man, how u doin?

peace y'all

wusup roadiez?
i had some urgent stuff to do and now cannot throw my verse in time...
cud u wait a lil?

yo mega! im not bad, hows ur health, man?
whatcha doin? hows ur things goin out there?

DEADLINE: March 7th

Hommie waddup
I'm good (considerin the situation), operation will be at 15 of march, after it I hope things become better.. Coz I damn tired to walk by wit a hole in a skull

titanium part would be even more tight than the rest of the skull, lol

so come up wit yo stuff, mine is already in Moz mailbox, an its damn good

peace

собственно, тексты

Hommie

Wachu waitin from rap? From hip-hop industry?
All this bling-bling, Gucci, Prada stuff not attractin me
Thingz never gonna be lyk they suppose to be
It’s all about monopoly, listen to me carefully
Now tell me, do u know whats tha main hip-hop principles?
Do u recognize and single out the original?
Them harpin bout their life, fancy and prosperous
Seductin lotz of bitchaz, they call themselvz “ballaz”
First - them fabulous, after - them dangerous
Numerous cats, holding their pants, belts and gunz
Boldly staring at me, young faces lookin serious
But I ride, ride it lyka bullet… Hail Mary…
Listen up closely, listen up clearly
Hip-hop is deadly shot by lil- and young- babies
Hip-hop made me, but the ground is real shady
Verbal artillery aimin straight at me…

“20 inch wide” – how u gonna ride that
“100 n*** on my side” – what? U betta akrite
“damn her azz iz tight” – azzez are great, aiight?
But we’re makin hip-hop here, if you don’t mind…
Battle against hip-hop akin mind versus muscles
Whatchu got now? Super show with balloons and bubbles?
This is not a pop music, it’s about troubles
Shit aint changed since the death of Pac and Wallace
Don’t twist the meaningz, stop babblin bullshit
Ur dumb rhymes are plastic, style is disgusting,
Lifes a bitch, fuk it! got a gun, bust it!
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted…
Who of u can proudly say “It’s not about the money.
I’m in tha game because my brother is hungry”
Damn, it’s funny, cuz uza crash test dummies
Ur image is haughty and golden chain is phony

90 % of scrap, 10% of rap – on double CD’s
RnB and other garbage persistent lyk Tataglias
Mafia is concrete, even Puzo’s Mafioso
Most of them clowns dont know whatz Alcatraz is…
Hold ya breath, cuz im comin to stress ya
Lyk u don’t know what is Voittamaton
So jus shut yo trap with ya sweet regaeton
Fuk Lil Jon, Young Jezzy , fuk Tegocalderon…

God bless America for killing hip-hop
I blame u in murder, my verdict – extreme penalty…
execute the sentence immediately…


kormega

Ladies n gentlemen, I got somethin to tell
Maybe y'all know it, but listen as well...

I know when hiphop was born, word is bond
Harlem and Uptown, BK and South Bronx
Late 70's on New York dirty streets
DJs made first scratches over the beats
Sounds of inspiration for black ghetto youth
Raisin from doo-rags to them italian suits...

Only 30 years over and what we see now
Microphone gangstas straight up in a row
Earrings even bigger than basketball rims
U ain't New Year Tree, fuck that bling-bling
Have u heard BDP spit bout "making cream"?
Cuuuurtis, motherfucka, shut yo wack mouth up
How r u doing? Were nine slugs not enough?
P. Diddy, damn shame, leave Biggie in peace
U ain't got any skills, u just eatin from his
Cam'ron, no prob, Dipset's +More Than Music+
But get rid of the mic, we see u can't use it
Izzo aka Camel, was that u on "Takeover"?
But +Kingdome+ ain't +Come+, Kingdome is over...
I've heard "party" n "Bacardi" way too many times
Are these only damn words u can put in yo rhymes?

Industry dealers, y'all just the true art killers
Album - one hit, twenty tracks of lame filler
Fat executives care only income, it's fact
Lame producers make sounds annoyin and wack
I know all them names, but I don't name fags
Turn on MTV or look through modern mags...
When was last time u have heard nice mixtape?
They became just a bunch of arrogant no-names
Nas claimed it's dead, I can't blame him for that
But it is also his fault that hip-hop's fake n bad
No Premier on Nas release for more than six years
But Preemo made five tracks for Christina Aguilera!

But wait a minute, there's somethin more
Rap listeners r dumb as were never before
Makin platinum sales for Akon an Yung Joc
These crap pseudo-rappers who nuthin but joke...
how much tons of music r on your harddisc?
The whole life's not enough to listen through this
D/L is for free, y'all not payin, of course
But u don't pay attention an it's even worse
Imagine yoself shootin, gangsta or pimpish
But "fuck" is the only word dat u know in English

I gave it straight up, I got nothin to hide
Look thru yoself when u think hip-hop dies
Braggin wit jewelry, whips, guns an suites...
THE QUESTION "WHO KILLED IT?"
THE ANSWER "IT'S YOU"!!!!!!!!

Mega... Yo joint is awesome...

Ellay Khule aka Rifleman... ))

Mozz! I c u ))
watchu doin, man? writin ya point?

And the winner is, by unanimous decision...

what? drumrollz expected?

temper temper

The winner of the First 2006-2007 English Text Battle is

KORMEGA

Hommie - an emotional and meaningful text, but kormega excelled with his trademark mixture of insight, unparalleled wit, versatile vocab and rhyming skills.

This battle had it all - emotions, no-shows, a dramatic delay and a bomb-like finalé. It is my pleasure to announce The Sportsmanship Award that rightfully goes to HOMMIE.

Всем спасибо, всем ждать следующего баттла Хомми и 'мега - скоро обновлю свой список альбомов и зашлю вам на разграбление