That was nice...but I think I can top it.
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Posted by [] on February 21, 1999 at 15:36:56:
In Reply to: BRING IT ON posted by SINESTRO on February 16, 1999 at 22:58:10:
Good, one, Sin. Now here I come:
In its present form, my microphone is a fillet knife.
You'd like to step to me, but I see you coming down with stage fright.
Break a leg, and while you're at it, break the other leg, too.
Whoever said you could outwit Green Lantern has misled you.
I'll paralyze you from the neck down: change your name to Mike Utley.
While you're trying to Stop the Pigeon, I'm more dastardly than Dick, dogging you like Mutley.
You claim so much to be a pimp, screaming I can't touch this.
Yeah, you had a ho, but you let her go, like Dave Justice.
Now I must dis you, and everything you stand for:
subpar beats, mediocre rhymes,
I don't even know what you paid the band for.
The fans could get a better show at a Bob Dole concert.
Do you really want it? Drop a giant strawberry on your head, 'cause you've gone Bonkers.
I'm the most demented mind, even on Fridays (and you know this,
man) you have a better chance of living if you ate an undercooked blowfish,
than if you battled Q-dawg...not to be confused with the Omegas.
Competition gets abused like Luka: word to Suzanne Vega.
I find your battle strategy defficient.
You couldn't see me if you were omnicient.
the brother Ju's combustiboo, just like nuclear fission.
Break up you cipher, search your crew, and maybe you can find what little talent you had hidden.
However, talent levels don't matter much, when I grab the clutch and zoom,
you can hear the Sonic Boom.
I'll have boken the sound barrier 12 different times,
while you're still trying to think up your next battle rhyme.
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