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Gutta Vs Fin-S
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U're Dumbo U Better Get Off The Rhum Boy! Plus I'll Have Ya Rainning Over This Thread
Like Bad Season Cuz My Combos Hit Ya Face So Much Dat U See Rainbows Over Ya Head
Like Wearin A Tight Jean With Vans? That Dont Fit So U Should Erase This Fucking Name
Before I Come To Fool U And Replace It Cuz We all Kno u a disagrace for the real fame
No Time To Rest N P's Cuz if I Keep Landin Punches So Hard U'll Be Pissing Under Ya Pant
So Stop Ya Guntalk Cuz Da Only Way U'll Get One Vote Is If U Make a Diss About Ya Own Aunt
Ya Calculator Aint Enuff Cuz My Bars'll Get So Enumerable Dat Ull Think I Doubled My Paragraph
So Ya Eyes Dont Serve Ya The Way I Eat The Only Thing I Let Is Ya Rubbles To Da Service Staff
Like a Fir Without Wreath I'll Make Ya Script Bare Den Finish Ya Body Like a Naked Fur Protester
And If U Protest My Win! I'll Let Everybody Know What Will Happen When A Real Pro Test Ya
I Bet My Best Level Will Get This Dude So Scared Dat His Reply Would Be Like a lisp On a Beat
So Call Ya Bar Mango Tree Cuz Ima Get Ya Body Immobile Like Six Old Gods On Lipona Street
U So Dumb They Could Give Ya a Paradice And U'll Still Be Dreamin Like Ya Chance Is Near
I've To Let The Distance All Clear And if U See Christmas Is Da Only Time U'll Dance This Year
Cuz There Will Be No Tie Son Den If U Want To Fight On a Ring Like Ya Time Is Today
Den I'll Make Sure My Punches Hit You Like Tyson To Let Ya Kno U Cant Sublime In A Day
Like Bad Season Cuz My Combos Hit Ya Face So Much Dat U See Rainbows Over Ya Head
Like Wearin A Tight Jean With Vans? That Dont Fit So U Should Erase This Fucking Name
Before I Come To Fool U And Replace It Cuz We all Kno u a disagrace for the real fame
No Time To Rest N P's Cuz if I Keep Landin Punches So Hard U'll Be Pissing Under Ya Pant
So Stop Ya Guntalk Cuz Da Only Way U'll Get One Vote Is If U Make a Diss About Ya Own Aunt
Ya Calculator Aint Enuff Cuz My Bars'll Get So Enumerable Dat Ull Think I Doubled My Paragraph
So Ya Eyes Dont Serve Ya The Way I Eat The Only Thing I Let Is Ya Rubbles To Da Service Staff
Like a Fir Without Wreath I'll Make Ya Script Bare Den Finish Ya Body Like a Naked Fur Protester
And If U Protest My Win! I'll Let Everybody Know What Will Happen When A Real Pro Test Ya
I Bet My Best Level Will Get This Dude So Scared Dat His Reply Would Be Like a lisp On a Beat
So Call Ya Bar Mango Tree Cuz Ima Get Ya Body Immobile Like Six Old Gods On Lipona Street
U So Dumb They Could Give Ya a Paradice And U'll Still Be Dreamin Like Ya Chance Is Near
I've To Let The Distance All Clear And if U See Christmas Is Da Only Time U'll Dance This Year
Cuz There Will Be No Tie Son Den If U Want To Fight On a Ring Like Ya Time Is Today
Den I'll Make Sure My Punches Hit You Like Tyson To Let Ya Kno U Cant Sublime In A Day
I'm here with 8 bars ta slay with, somethin Jena 6 couldnt hang with//
Gutta Spray quick, I'm here ta take ya out ya pain and anguish//
Swoop in da coop and HOLD HEAT, here to show there aint no TRUTH IN THIS PHONY//
On COLD STREETS, with OG'S, leave this faggot in COLD BLOOD like TRUMAN CAPOTE//
Blow slugs, got the ICU bangin, after I come THRU flamin, send this fool ta somewhere Parallel ta Heaven//
Shit im representin spreadin quick, sick like a Heroin Injection//
Me, I'm thorough when I'm sexin, this dude so faggot, when he see mah APPARELL get erections//
The devil in my flesh and, press him, with a devilish complexion//
I speak with da sickness, Hot enough to put HEAT IN YA CHRISTMAS//
I Commits ta, lettin "FINS" sleep deep with the FISHES//
This faggot call himself "FIN-S"(Finesse) but he could NEVA be tha lord// (Lord Finesse)
Call Cachran cuz I'mma pop him and leave dots on his face like he didnt TREAT HIS PORES// HAHA
Bitch should be 0 and 2, Rhino K.0.D him like a BOXIN MATCH, the otha one dude aint showed up to//
You know what duke? u actin like a boy scout in da woods the way u LOST ON TRACKS//
As for me, mah pockets stacked, yours is flat, my rhymes gotta be DOPE, and yours is CRACK//!!!!!!!!
Gutta Spray quick, I'm here ta take ya out ya pain and anguish//
Swoop in da coop and HOLD HEAT, here to show there aint no TRUTH IN THIS PHONY//
On COLD STREETS, with OG'S, leave this faggot in COLD BLOOD like TRUMAN CAPOTE//
Blow slugs, got the ICU bangin, after I come THRU flamin, send this fool ta somewhere Parallel ta Heaven//
Shit im representin spreadin quick, sick like a Heroin Injection//
Me, I'm thorough when I'm sexin, this dude so faggot, when he see mah APPARELL get erections//
The devil in my flesh and, press him, with a devilish complexion//
I speak with da sickness, Hot enough to put HEAT IN YA CHRISTMAS//
I Commits ta, lettin "FINS" sleep deep with the FISHES//
This faggot call himself "FIN-S"(Finesse) but he could NEVA be tha lord// (Lord Finesse)
Call Cachran cuz I'mma pop him and leave dots on his face like he didnt TREAT HIS PORES// HAHA
Bitch should be 0 and 2, Rhino K.0.D him like a BOXIN MATCH, the otha one dude aint showed up to//
You know what duke? u actin like a boy scout in da woods the way u LOST ON TRACKS//
As for me, mah pockets stacked, yours is flat, my rhymes gotta be DOPE, and yours is CRACK//!!!!!!!!
I'll kill u dawg, lyrically or with tha ber-etta. its wut-eva//
cuz u kno i squeeze arms like I'm checkin my blood pressure//
Son I write with the trifeness
Engraved in Tyson
Curse the shots that left BIG and Pac lifeless
-Cormega-Verbal Graffiti
cuz u kno i squeeze arms like I'm checkin my blood pressure//
Son I write with the trifeness
Engraved in Tyson
Curse the shots that left BIG and Pac lifeless
-Cormega-Verbal Graffiti
Punches: Gutta
Personals: Gutta
Flow: Gutta.
No hatin finesse but Gutta took this one by a mile with bars like:
Swoop in da coop and HOLD HEAT, here to show there aint no TRUTH IN THIS PHONY//
On COLD STREETS, with OG'S, leave this faggot in COLD BLOOD like TRUMAN CAPOTE//
and
This faggot call himself "FIN-S"(Finesse) but he could NEVA be tha lord//
Call Cachran cuz I'mma pop him and leave dots on his face like he didnt TREAT HIS PORES//
keep up though bro.
good battle.
vote: gutta.
Personals: Gutta
Flow: Gutta.
No hatin finesse but Gutta took this one by a mile with bars like:
Swoop in da coop and HOLD HEAT, here to show there aint no TRUTH IN THIS PHONY//
On COLD STREETS, with OG'S, leave this faggot in COLD BLOOD like TRUMAN CAPOTE//
and
This faggot call himself "FIN-S"(Finesse) but he could NEVA be tha lord//
Call Cachran cuz I'mma pop him and leave dots on his face like he didnt TREAT HIS PORES//
keep up though bro.
good battle.
vote: gutta.
Gutta all cats
Fin S your verse was a bit hit and miss.
A lot of your bars didnt make much sense to me.
Gutta your improvin with the punchlines.
but some of the shit you say dosent make sense to me.
"i`ll leave u somewhere parallel to heaven." earth?
and "my bars are dope and yours are crack" kinda means your sayin his bars are stronger.
maybe its just me who dosent get it but anyway still a dope verse and you took it by a landslide.
Vote Gutta
Fin S your verse was a bit hit and miss.
A lot of your bars didnt make much sense to me.
Gutta your improvin with the punchlines.
but some of the shit you say dosent make sense to me.
"i`ll leave u somewhere parallel to heaven." earth?
and "my bars are dope and yours are crack" kinda means your sayin his bars are stronger.
maybe its just me who dosent get it but anyway still a dope verse and you took it by a landslide.
Vote Gutta
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