"Antiks Diss" genre: Rap
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	diss to antiks for RB audio tourney
	Lyrics ANTIKS BATTLE beat: Deadly Combinations - big L alright young ghenghis khan...escape this. i mean how am i supposed to battle someone named after a video game? check.. its over.. what? -------------- when-the-first-time i saw you rap, i checked tha calendar for april/ blessin myself-wit-a construct-hat, hard-to-be that wack but u look able// while-i-spit-a-fact you spit-a-fable// and-your-back tied-up-like-cables// couldn't up ya skill on a elevator-cable// noone would listen to ya fills, on a all-ears-newbie-label// temugin, temuhin, temujion, ah temujin// antiks? ya frantic? for escaping lyric-bandits?// noone would bite ya rhymes, if-u spit out a verbal sandwich// i've had-it go-manic, on this newbie antiks// thinkin he can battle me, he aint got a punch to land-with// get mad-with the masses for callin him pure-wackness// spit-sadness, ya audio closely looked-like molasses// in spite-of-this i'll final-this and rip u on old vinyl-discs// i'll spit out a spinal-bridge so you can walk ya way straight-back-from-this// call you a couch potatoe, you already hit the sack-again// not even with a 'round trip' could you get the "knack"-to-diss// only-poppin-"chris" at christmas parties in minneapolis// explains why you cold, whenever-you-hit-the-mic// i think this gettin old, we-know-you-less-than-aight// like i'm livin-a-la-direcha, you know i'm always-right// not even wit his elvis-impression antiks never tight.// *thank ya very much* elvis style haha.. like steinbeck goin hip-hop// ya-know-i'll wring this 'fruit' with 'wrath'// hes so soppy when he rhymes, he gives the 'booth'a 'bath// but thas-tha-past, i'm comin-fast so don't relax don't-dare-react// we-know-you're-wack to counteract requires fast-applied-with-math// inquired-last, antiks-plus-me equals-blast// of-laughter comin from above and-below the rafters// after-the-drafter, collapse-her wit fast-verbs// a-master, of disaster implied so sift-faster// to find-a-punch to drift me off-my-topic like a pastor// antiks couldn't be white-hot and hard in lava-plaster// you just-another-white-guy, no different from tha-next// coudln't expel lyrical-mic-might, if you had zeus's chest// lose-this-vest, attempt-it, and fit-it-on-ya-head// or-die-instead, ya largest victory stays-at chemical-wep// jus act like silly-putty, and keep stickin-to-text// don't belong in audio, you rap like avril's best// *laugh* your losses outnumber wins so let me recap the elements// stabbed by exkalibur, and kicked-off-ya-land by ori~gin// rizzoctep rented '8-mile' and made it 'snow'-again// but lo-again, no-showed to shadysack-and-then he whined-a-bit// and timin-it, he changed his username to jus start hidin-it// while-rhymin-it he realized that he ain't got the signs-of-it// of skill, so he thread-'clogs' and gets to 'minin'-it// this tournament-flag is thread-bare, so let me get to linin-it// antiks pretense-of-brains, wouldn't be surprised if mass-oc denyin-it// put 'rye'-in-it, so he can 'catch' some skill why i be flyin-it// he's sacraficed to the players, like i'm 'mayan-it// yo... in-tha-end antiks takes brusing while losing his self-improving// and-choosing to be a newbie thats spitting unmoving drooling// i'm schooling, full-well-knowing i wasted lyrics and-going// to expect a KO, othawise, IQ'z low.//

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