Platinum VS. Psyko-mantis [Archive] - ForumsHQ

[Platinum]

Man I'm gettin tired of these ni99as spittin shit about guns and bullets/

I bet if these fake wankstas had the chance they wouldn't pull it/ cause they cliche of packin heat is bullshit/

Platinum probably memorizes R&B songs and probably passes out after one hit from the bong/

Don't have me snatch off ya arm and where it around my neck as my lucky charm/

Ni99a watch out for the hit/

I'll treat you like one of my bitches - pick a chair and sit 'cause it's like pride all ya gotta do is swallow it./

They get they throat sliced in the elevator/

He must think he got skills after he battled a 1st grader/

Can't hate on me 'cause I got the perfect 10/

Maybe he got offended since he a MESSican/

You better than me bitch? - Guess again





You? Better than who? I already said it once - your style is wack

You come on here sounded like you just had a heart attack

Would I pack heat in the back seat of a lac, or jeep?

Yo son, that's not the point, realise you're in too deep

Just so you know, you a bitch, little hoe

Given tha chance, you wouldnt be around here no mo'

I spit that tight flow, after I hit that right drow

One hit? Oh fo show..one hit, then 21 mo'

You made a mistake pickin some shit out with me

When I talk, you take it or get smacked the fuck up..see?

[Aragon]

that's hot. better come back wit something good Psyko.. :-p

[Platinum]

It's kinda funny how these dummies think they run me

Then think they big, then try to shun me, whoa, no go sonny

And it's kinda crazy they think they phase me but you cant daze me

The weak rhymes you cat's spit at me never cease to amaze me

Don't call me out then cease to reply, just say good bye

Cuz the public wont cease to ask why, and what way you die

My rhyming comes with good tyming, no time for your whining

Whining without dining, you're mine like the shining

Man you're itchin to be bitch slapped for just bitchin

It's a prediction I have, you bein hard is pure fiction

and you obviously can't take the heat, so get the fuck out the kitchen

[Psyko-Mantis]

This cat think he hard but he really gay/

DOn't come at me with those wack ass word plays/

I'll grab ya girl and give her dick to feed her/

YOu think you hard just because you got aragon as ya cheerleader?/

Ya just a lacker/

Just because ya scared to hop in a cypher so he decided to be a internet rapper/

Don't have me begin servin because my shit will begin to flourish and leave ya face down in ya pourage/

YOu ain't got the courage so I'll let me get you outa this sin/

Come on now - battle me when you stop bein a virgin/

I bet you didn't know there's chemistry between my fist and ya chin/

NI99a you don't know about loadin up another cartridge then aimin it at ya cartlidge leave ya in single file lines like that family named Partridge/

Stop now because ya skills is below wack/Ya need to take off OUR du rag and learn to rap but ya cant because you're jsut a guy who wants to be black./

BItch you ain't close to what I'm benchin/

Ya sound like my bitch beggin for my attention/

Just because I'm not respondin - only because I'M not impressed by what ya shitty raps mentioned.

Ni99a you get treated like a DBZ character and get sent to another dimension!

[Psyko-Mantis]

I'll turn this Platinum to a foggy bronze/

Someone better warn this nigga I play golf with enemies arms/

How about you stay in ya room and flow with ya invisible mic/

THat shit you spit - how come I heard my lil bro spit the same wack shit last night?/

Man dont have me fly ya head from a kite/

With ya skill why did God give you the right to live?/

I don't like your existence so how about a Heineken bottle to ya ribs?/

Ya style is off brand like Mr. Pib/

Your fuCKin role model is a probably a law enforcement pig/

I'll send ya jaw bone flying/

See even I can rhyme whining and dinning ya illiterate fuck/

Next time use skills - and stop relying on luck!/

I'll spit shit with variety I'm Psyko/

I'll even snap my moms neck for lian to me aight yo?/

I don't blame ya for havin a damaged ego/

I would to if I was sent home black and blue/

Ya shit ain't fazin but don't let the people on this board lie to you and say ya amazin(aragon)/

Because I'll show up at ya door step and give ya a 1-2 where ya face is/

You're done for so go and wipe the tears from ya eyes/

While you're at it do the world a favor - and die.

[Platinum]

So suddenly cuz I'm white and I spit this tight, I'm tryin to be black

Yet you're the one talkin about DBZ, and your fake ass back

(ground)

It's all around, bitches like you, hatin my sound cuz i'm so profound

Keep thinkin you're hard as that, 'you can kill anyone', bitch ya nose is brown

When are you gonna realise color aint got shit to do with it

I'm through with it, 'what are you doin, you're white', bitch im not new at it

You're sooo hard, yet you're all over the internet like a jew, get it

You're probably some rich bitch with someone tellin you how to spit shit

You ain't got shit on me, cuz you don't know me

My history to you goes back as far as I show the

And as far as that goes, you don't know jack

Hurry, run and ask ya man the best way to spit back

If you were intellectual youd actually realise your statements arent factual

Who gives a fuck what aragon thinks, I don't need his approvement to get back at yawl

You seem to talk about that cat a lot

and you seem to walk like you bad, you not

[Psyko-Mantis]

^ No.



NEXT.

[Iceberg]

Sorry to interrupt, but I've had enough of psyko spittin' gross whack shit, Iceberg is back kid, puttin' psyko's in closed caskets, It don't matter if It's my battle or I'f I post just to ad-lib, because that shit that psyko was spittin' deserves a fat lip, I got to rip on this cat, he needs to go back to Bum's town, even Seskil and Ebert gave his rap two thumbs down, I don't fuck around, I already ripped you once remember, you never posted again cause you Know that nigga Iceberg was colder than December.

[Psyko-Mantis]

Iceburg, read your flows - your wack as fuck

[TRIPTHREE]

Platinum

Ur rappin reminds me of crappin on the face of a dyin bird flappin my style abreviates that urs just ain't happinin.

I'm so high that when I leave you dry you'll be beggin to die like Bill Nye the science guy livin in defiance I,

Don't drive a fast car but when I do step up to the cash bar I'll be spittin O's on the dash board I'm like the hash lord, I

Make it and break it goodness sake it hurts to pervert the mind of a young blind skirt wearin flirt fuckin she's a dirt to begin she was just inert,

Until I stepped up to the plate and make her appreciate the pain when I initiate her brain into hate fame ingulfed her in its flame.

It ain't over for me its just begun and when ur eighty one u'll be listen to my rhymes like a seinfeld rerun beggin to be one

Like me diced out like me psyched out like a dyke brought out into the light with me high on coke like me

I live the dream to blow off steam and redeem myself each time you cream urself like a beam from heaven felt like gasoline help

Me from the beat I'm stuck and can't move my feet I guess its true I'm destined to not give a fuck to speak my mind its unique you'll find...