Good work Minus Xero, you ought to be comended! It was fun while it lasted...but now saunderitos has a new opponent.... In the right corner we have the almighty, all powerful, rap rampent Saunderitos!!!! In the left corner we have the challenger....simple flowing, keeping the shit going....Heshboy!!! On my mark guys, lets get this battle of minds going! Mark!
lol lets go Heshboy,you're new to the game All my shit's different, but yours is the same You're raps are a joke like Bob Newhart I pick out your flaws but thats just the start You go against after I helped you out Shot in the back like a pre-war kraut (No racism intended!!!) So if you wanna battle me get up on stage To me it's a platform but to you it's a cage.
could i barge in?/knowing you're thin/ i'll spit it out from within/ right from my home and kin/time to fall off the stage/ go get your petty wage/ you can't burst it off with rage/ calm down and jump out/scream and try to shout/ a fall out/ you can't sprout/ like my dad had said/ everyone is mislead/ the honourable dead/ like 2 pac and the rest/ nibbling your blanket in your nest/ originality facing threat/ out battling for their blood with knives/ bullets, brains and their lives... not good enough...but i had fun
two this is how i attack,by bringing it back Two guys on me,just might make me snap To attempt to win you need you and your crew I need some guys to beat and thats you two Fame doesn't mean that you're good at the game Check out 50 'cause his shit is lame I go by melee ,i'm dropping my name But I am a true, you guys are the same You wanna get 3 rappers that think they are good? I'll still kick shit so I think that you should
right...stuff watching, count me in.... You want to know what its all about Well raise your hands, lets hear you shout I come from the back and step to the front And mix each style to make you jump No matter who you are, just find the beat I make other rappers look like speak I'm master of the mind, I wreck your face While critics pull the blind, I take your place Im the E in the sea of rap The T in the time collapse Give the H to the left And the E to the right But the R puts me on the map! My man Saunderitos he knows this game He knows what he's saying, it's not the same Together our crap will kill your spines Together our rap will prove our lines So take it to the edge you trash While we sit down and watch you crash My pin push rhymes will jump the switch And Saunderitos' skill will bite you BITCH!
I'll post later on in the game because I am knee deep in the game Our shit may be the same, but my shits insane Stuck in a Cage? You must not of got laid, becuase you forgot to pay the babe that was screeming my name This is the last verse because your hurt is getting worse and worse But when I comeback later on, you better not be wearing a dress and carrying a purse(Just wearing a skirt) So for on the last time I am writing a verse Be on later guys.
I didnt see this shit till after my sencond ryme This is the last time you talk about me in my prime My raps are dope, they make you choke everytime you're given blow So, give 50 my condolences becuase you both owe me after this show Your Fame has came and gone, and you need to find out what went wrong Get a new song that could put you back on Your shits fell off, and making every MC cough So you better get 3 rappers to help your verse, or get back in church I was given this rap gift back at birth
Havn't you learnt that you don't wanna battle me? Minus then hesh then freak and i count that as three Ether's standing with me,he's my main man And for you freak tries,and does what he can But Ether has skill and freak he does not His awesome ryhmes causings deadly blood clot You use your brain to rhyme,but i use my spine In other words my raps are great and they're a reflex rhyme So now i'll ask you, you still wanna battle I'll move you like a herd of poisoned cattle So now it's time for me to finish This is the answer to your wish
wish ain't none, battle and grow up to be some-one, get a kick in the verbal world, you're falling down, hurled, a crazy time mastered with crazy rhymes, and you stuff's a crime, an oral tragedy, a catastrophy, signs of apocalypse dawning on thee, share the word, of everything absurd, creating a realm containing your verse, go get it rehearsed, pleading to last for longer, bleeding when you're failing to be stronger, misjudged, and not a lie, someone's gotta go, farewell goodbye, it's time the venom came from my side, someone's gotta fail, losers cry. don't battle with the whack you have, don't battle with the skills you lack, tryin to join on a pointless track, that leads upto hell and victory, and way down below, or are you just lucky to be beside me?
You counter attack still fails to impress me You're not that bad,but try and repress me I want you to go all out killin' Not your crappy lines fillin' Go 100 percent to try and beat me Try it all,try and kill thee I go 10 percent and still i kick shit Then i go 5 'cause i'm fed up of it I want a worthy fighter Not some crack on an all-nighter I'm keepin' it smooth flowin' out the mic See the differnce, My tank ,your bike
You should've learned you can't see me Everything that I am doing is coming out so freely foshizzy That freak holds the beat when he steps up to the plate (he's safe), and doesnt even know what I am all about He's keeping beaks closed and not shouting when I am taking a break It shows that you both can't come close to my toes, when I am in my wake E to Everyone noing my name is beyond the grave T to the Trash talking your letters, this shit isn't a test H to House arrest, my shit is better then all the rest E to Ether, another sucker like Chris Tucker getting put under R to a Remix that’s dissing your shit Silly kids are lame, and don't know who's to blame Always pointing fingers while eating your tricks, and Popsicle sticks Fucking pricks make me sick when I am spitting lyrics Everybody making noise, you're playing with toys, So here it goes one last time, I am here to shine in the lights that make you cry I'll give you a hundred percent reason to remember my name Then get 10 percent in the game to Put yours to shame Try 5 and you'll be given polish to give my shoes a new shine If you punks still want to battle after this tattle Then get your pacifiers, round up the cattle, and grab your rattles cause I am getting even better while your stuck in my shadow
Your shadows lost without a trace Your lyrics make no sense You cant keep up with our fast pace You loosing all intelligence My Rhymes are built on rock and clay They crap all over yours And when Im ready to pave the way You'll go crying to your whores An advent miricle is what you need But times not on your side They skill to rhyme it follows me You better go and hide My face is here to add appeal My nose for smelling shit My eyes they're their to seal the deal My mouth to make the hit Saunderitos has got right Freak tries to hold your back But take another second look You'll soon see what you lack My main man Saunderitos shows no fear He has a deadly brain And if you watch him carefully He'll shoot you down with fame Together we're unstoppable We take the world by storm Together we're remarkable We cant improve our form
You know you wanna drop this hesh Or i'll kick your ass so fresh My lines are deadly so I just spit 'em So good you wish that you could get 'em I don't need to write my rhymes that long 'Cause i knew i'd win all along
^^...that ain't something worth a try, where are your saucy lines, all deep fried? perhaps a little overdoing does this to you, give it all up, you're falling through, a clear mind but an insane heart, and knowing all other failures, needs you to be a rap tart, don't fart, it ain't no game, you're going down with no name, no fame, it'll lame, should act untamed, not scrubby as you are, a molten mix in the tar, losing with oral curses and swears, looks like you haven't come prepared...
You wanna get some more guys?maybe four Still pickin' out the most important flaws The rap stage, it's my brain inside so when you slip up there's nowhere to hide You still reckon you can beat me But you dont rap ,no,you speak to me Your stuffs monotonous and really viscous But my raps cut air,just like a discus My lines better than a nuclear bomb Thats why i got melee.com (not actually my site,just fits my rap name)
I am taking you all on at once You're all getting crippled by my numchucks Ether I'll help you feel a little better Your lyrics are piss in a homeless shelter You couldn't ever step up in this race when getting chaced The pace is too fast and leaving you dead in bed I am still living and breathing to everything you're bringing It not much, but you talk about such and such I'll give you a cruch, so your walk won't be corrupt I am locked and loaded, putting a new clip in my glock You pick pock my rhymes, now you're the ones doing time I spoke all ryhmes before you wrote in time You're intellignece is just a rellevance to what I am telling you The CIAs got my back, braking your prejudice Get this, the headlines is saying you're locked in a cage raped again Now you're stuck waiting when I came Late in This battle got you're babes grabbing my wang again It's a shame my raps got you hating I'll give you a rating that will get you stuck on the floor or, hit by a car door and doing some chores Now if you want to get owned some more, grab some lead because were going to war I told you kids I don't write this shit because it was created in my head when I was still in the crib
saunderitos I could greet you with some burritos But Instead I'll Smack you in the head, and bring back the dead, take ya down memory lane to get memory back I'll give you a tick tack so you can speak my name fully intact Its heshboy the one and only black Spit the rap game so hard you'll have a shack attack from sniffing crack I know my words are addicting, that’s why it has a parental advisory label to keep you from listening Now if you want this murder to end, call the 5-0 because my raps are predicting a scor of 10
You attack Ether,and you attack me Its makes no differences because you are easy I still beat you 'cause your rhymes are sleazy Smashin' your face with a lyrical hammer Sorry about that,but it's my rappin' manner I go for days ,i have great stamina But you can't cause i be blam-in ya Time counts down 8,7,6,5 My eletrical lines keepin' fans alive time still tickin' 4,3,2,1 I'll let you guys know when im finished and done