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Originally Posted by DeakManiac View Post
It's funny how Origin thinks they can beat me.
I am the CEO of a record company
This ride is about to be bumpy
Cause shit is really about to be jumpy
You don't have the taste in harmony
So stop trying.
We all know you are lying
Cause soon you bout to be crying
Probably have a lebron james hairline
All you're doing is wasting my time
Untalented no good piece of shit
So how about you hop off my dick
Because you're walking into the thick
So I have to make this quick
Bounce back and call someone else out
Because I just shut you down.

I'm calling you out cuz people hardly go against me
I'll hollow out your rap career like a vasectomy
I'll fuck up any vagabond who thinks he's brave enough
To fuck with a homunculus whose known as forever rough
My rhymes are discreet like selling drugs, but I'm legal
Send subliminal messages right into your cerebral
You're a mistake like a mothers giving birth because they lost a pill
You're inferior like a fucking bum on Capitol Hill
Any comeback you have will be melodically shut down
With my rhymes I might as well be wearing a fucking crown.
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Originally Posted by Embry0nic View Post
I'm calling you out cuz people hardly go against me
I'll hollow out your rap career like a vasectomy
I'll fuck up any vagabond who thinks he's brave enough
To fuck with a homunculus whose known as forever rough
My rhymes are discreet like selling drugs, but I'm legal
Send subliminal messages right into your cerebral
You're a mistake like a mothers giving birth because they lost a pill
You're inferior like a fucking bum on Capitol Hill
Any comeback you have will be melodically shut down
With my rhymes I might as well be wearing a fucking crown.

No one goes against you because you suck.
It's like everyone gives 0 fucks
Do you even know what you are saying?
Do you know any of them words? I ain't playin
Speaking with such knowledge
Yet you probably couldn't finish college
So step back, because I'm flawless
I spit deadly bars that it's straight venom
That's why I am heading to platinum
You called me out, now you're going to look pathetic
Cause all my shit is straight cosmetic
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You know there must be extensions to perfection.
but this is coming from Deak,
who knows the whole world points in origins direction.
throw our words in the pot,
lets crank up the notch
burning pencil points on this stove top,
verses finger lickin' hot.
like to criticize your own team,
but your going to far.
Origins coming up hard
like these fucking bars
get wrecked
writing this shit up faster than your moms welfare checks
rap against origin?
that's not its purpose,
to beat you,
but its defiantly a service.
bring your crew to rap against.
maybe they'll be the ones to start rapping with sense.
to start this battle wasn't wise,
when we see #1 every time we open our eyes.
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Originally Posted by DeakManiac View Post
No one goes against you because you suck.
It's like everyone gives 0 fucks
Do you even know what you are saying?
Do you know any of them words? I ain't playin
Speaking with such knowledge
Yet you probably couldn't finish college
So step back, because I'm flawless
I spit deadly bars that it's straight venom
That's why I am heading to platinum
You called me out, now you're going to look pathetic
Cause all my shit is straight cosmetic

The only place you're is down to my fucking basement
Your rhymes are simple and your terminology is out of placement
My raps have always been a neurological sensation
Someone challenging me is considered blatant violation
My flow is astonishing and my senses are so keen
Your lyrics are less than or equal to necrosis in the spleen
A fuck boy with an ego thought he had defeat me?
I protect this rap thread like bark on a damn tree
For whom you thought you were better than is clearly nobody
I'm literally an ocean and you're just a floating body.
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Nov 24, 2014 Old
Originally Posted by DeakManiac View Post
No one goes against you because you suck.
It's like everyone gives 0 fucks
Do you even know what you are saying?
Do you know any of them words? I ain't playin
Speaking with such knowledge
Yet you probably couldn't finish college
So step back, because I'm flawless
I spit deadly bars that it's straight venom
That's why I am heading to platinum
You called me out, now you're going to look pathetic
Cause all my shit is straight cosmetic

Hey deak. Fuckin up your life again? Driving drunk, crash your car, put your bitch in the bin.
Talkin bout drugs. Smokin pot, drinkin gin. With a lifestyle like that, what makes you think you'll win?
Go to church, relieve your sins. Or maybe get a heart, cuz your a man of tin. Lil Toto gonna lead you to the man of art.
In my hood, we keep it tight. We respect our brothers, don't back down from a fight. Respect our mothers.
Just fists doe, don't leave families cryin. See another drive by, and I just keep sighin.
Watching relatives and friends fallin down and dyin.
Adding grease to the fire, scorchin niggas, I'm fryin.
I'd say you could beat me but, I don't need to be lyin.
Couldn't last a day in the shoes, the position dat I in.
Chugging all that liquor til you're just about drowned? Or are you smoking your cannabis, pound after pound?
Smelling like that is something to be frowned. Man, I could tell you had weed without a blood hound.
So when you hear me comin, hold on what's that sound? Oh wait it's just the handcuffs that your wrists are bound.
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I don't even gotta spit much to say I killed ya'll
But apperantly, all you clowns wanna ball.
Who's the one about to be signed to A&R?
Homie, shut up cause you goin to far.
Thinking you actually stand a chance with me?
HAHA, holy fuck, that's the grand central VIP.
I done beat so many clowns in a battle in real life
that this shit is as easy as doing ya wife
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Originally Posted by DeakManiac View Post
I don't even gotta spit much to say I killed ya'll
But apperantly, all you clowns wanna ball.
Who's the one about to be signed to A&R?
Homie, shut up cause you goin to far.
Thinking you actually stand a chance with me?
HAHA, holy fuck, that's the grand central VIP.
I done beat so many clowns in a battle in real life
that this shit is as easy as doing ya wife

Why do you keep coming back to get beat even harder?
I'll keep whoopin' your ass like belt donning martyr.
I still spit shit like disturbing internet clips,
Your rhymes suck like euro babes in porno flics.
Said this before against Ber in a different match:
My metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch.
You speak of A&R but it's nothing I couldn't best,
I speak of AR pumping bullets into your chest.
Maybe when I type to you, you will absorb my lesson,
Cause nowadays your rap quality has surely lessened.
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My story begins at a bar, where three friends
Drink cheap gin and party hard all weekend.
These men were riot-starter types,
Who spent the better part of their money on cards and dice,
Livin' the life of loose women and vice,
Pickin' fights, seduced by all seven different types
Of sins, a feeding frenzy of Vengeance,
Vanity, Lust, Greed and Envy.
Devious energy left them half-insane,
Laughing deranged like hyenas at their bastard games;
As each glass was drained and each bet was placed,
They set the pace and left space for their next mistakes,
All excessive waste and drunken rambling,
With eager hands trembling; eventually gambling
Leads to panhandling,
But that's the price you pay to cast the dice, and other appetites
Pay the same sacrifice, while the false assumption
Is they help us function, when really it's just a dungeon
Of self-consumption.
In other words, it's not worth it;
This world is not perfect, but it gets worse if
Flesh is the only god you worship.
As mortal men you
Need more than the sinews in your corpse to defend you.
But let the story continue, the same as before,
Where these three hard-core men drink at the bar.
Someone came in the door and ordered a beer,
And told a sad story they were sorry to hear;
Choking on tears, he said, "Death is a thief!
My friend was asleep and his breath just ceased.


May he rest in peace, and never be stressed;
I guess people ever need to be ready to meet Death!"
And disrespectfully, the three inebriated rioters
Proceeded to curse and debated the guy's words:
"I've heard," stated the first, "Enough about Death!
Every town is gripped in his clutches without rest.
What is it about this foe that's so scary? Please,
If an adversary bleeds and breathes the same air as me,
I can bury it! See, fellas, what I'm tellin'
You is: Death is a villain, and the rest is irrelevant,
So let's go kill him!"
When he'd said his piece,
The rest agreed, and the three friends hit the streets,
And went to seek their destiny, and provoke a confrontation,
In a drunken rage, hoping Death would come and face them.
Their intoxication made them sure of their purpose,
And fed the infernal furnace of their courage, a kernel
Nourished by these three murderous wretches in denial.

Less than a mile into their quest to put Death on trial,
They met this guy all wrapped in bandages,
An old handicapped man, with disadvantages,
And the three friends examined his bleeding flesh,
And demanded he tell them how he was cheating death.
Seeming perplexed, the old man responded with soft words,
And said, "I walk the earth like a creature God has cursed!
My lot is the worst and most desperate place to be;
I pray faithfully every day for Death to take me,
Waiting patiently, and someday he will arrive,
But in the meantime, until I die, I'm still alive."
In a burst of ill-advised pride, the first
Of the three rioters replied, "This guy
Is a spy, or worse! I guess Death is his master,
And gives him everlasting life forever after,
A benevolent benefactor, perhaps, to have protecting you,
But nothing gets a confession faster than weapons do!"
And stepping to this old man with mindless threats,
They demanded he tell them where they could find Death.
"Find Death?" laughed the old man, "Perhaps you will;
He lives under that tree on that grassy hill."
Ready to kill, with their jagged-edged daggers drawn,
The three aggravated braggarts staggered up the lawn,
And without dragging on while the story is told,
Beneath the tree they found a bag filled with glorious gold.
The hoard was more than forty-fold their wildest dreams,
And they smiled like demons, hatching violent schemes,
While the steam from their previous plan was dissipated;
They were so fixated on the gold, it just abated,
And the search for death was traded for work of greater urgency.
Now the worst of the three had the first words to speak,
And said, "Certainly it seems fortune gave us this gold
To save us from having to work and slave in the cold,
But fortune favours the bold, and to spend this treasure
On endless pleasures, to begin we'd better
Take preventative measures, ‘cause if the switch from poor to rich
Is too disproportionate, then law-enforcement will get
Suspicious how we afforded it, and then we'll pay the price,
So let's sit tight and play this right:
See, we'll wait 'til late at night, and if all is not lost,
Under the cover of darkness we can haul this all off,
But for now we'll draw straws, since we've got a lot of time,
And one of us can run off and buy a bottle of wine.”
The others thought the plot was fine, and trusted its wit,
And the youngest among them drew the cut stick,
And rushed to get booze so this could be celebrated,
As the other two plotted and whispered while they waited.
The worst delegated again and said, "Listen friend,
Let's invent a way to get paid a greater dividend.
In the end we can each have half this treasure,
If we get our acts together now and take drastic measures."
The other asked incredulously, "How can this be,
When right now we're bound to split the treasure by three?"
"Let's see," said the first with a savage laugh,
"Just imagine the third man gets stabbed in the back.
Now, I'm bad at maths, addition and subtraction,
But don't we get to split the treasure in half then?
You distract him when he comes back with the wine,
And I'll make sure our young friend gets stabbed in the spine.
The first attack is mine, then you back me up;
Just slash his gut, and add the last cut
To our friend's bad luck." And because of his greed,
The other agreed to this covetous deed.
By the trunk of this tree they waited to pounce,
While the youngest of the three made his way into town,
Weighted-down by the thought of a whole lotta gold,
Which inaudibly caught a hold of him and gnawed at his soul,
He wanted it so bad he could taste it;
Any part of it shared was like a part of it wasted,
And he harboured a hatred in his heart, and decided
Never to let this precious treasure get divided,
And guided by the shine of carnal greed,
He went to buy the wine, and then to the pharmacy,
And, sounding harmless, he asked for this black ointment
That he'd seen used in the past as rat poison,
Meaning to trap his boys into drinking tainted wine,
While at the same time thinking, "The game is mine!"
Another famous line that became his last words,
'Cause when he got back the others acted first,
And stabbed him mercilessly with vicious blows,
And since the kid was quick to give up the ghost,
They proposed a victory toast to the crime,
And both enjoyed a glass of the poisoned wine,
And collapsed, going blind, in a fit of convulsions,
Which halted their pulses and ultimately resulted in
Their spirits' expulsions
And because of their greed,
They did indeed find Death under the tree.
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