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I just wanted a completely honest opinion on who won here
being that he's convinced he smashed me...
and I've already been told otherwise by others at the site
while no one supported his claims...yet he claims bias...
Soooooo....that's where my fair and honest homies at Hiphop elements come in...

This way he can see other clear opinions on the matter altogether...
he's a biter and a feeder... he said I was a recycler...
which is true I gives a fuck if I said it elsewhere
I'll use it so everyone anywhere knows who scripted that shit first...

and without further adieu...


SERIOUSLY NYCE: This nigga reps no six
he googles knowledge for the camaraderie of a internet clique
me endin filth's career, is a quick fix
call me a mechanic, the way I disassemble his body like a magic trick
This dick always hard, like a mans body part
but in reality hes soft, he quick to switch positions like Kama Sutra charts
u got no dogs that grip pistols, that will tear me apart
the only dogs u got go arf arf
hes a pussy, actin like he gotta harsh heart
but when it comes to a bytch, he will "spoil-her" (spoiler) but I don't mean the car part
I bag bytches wit law degrees, then mess with their daughters after
u just bag bytches that look like Blanca from Street Fighter
stop stealin those gun play lines, I don't like biters
u tell too many stories like J. K. Rowling the writer
tell yo bytch she can ride mah magic stick like Harry Potter
She wanted me to put her to bed, I told the bytch I wasn't J.Holiday
holla another day, cuz I'm celebratin Cinco De Mayo wit mah dude jorge, in East L.A.
why bother wastin any more bars on a nigga, who's favorite song is "Aye Bay Bay"
I got bars like pelican bay
this exam I'm givin u is free pay
the only time he seen a Rolls-Royce, was in a Diddy video today
this nigga is only 5'9, he shorter than a bytch on her knees going halfway
I get excited eatin this nigga, hes mah turkey for Thanksgiving Day
more excited than when u say "buffet" around a group of overweights
u lightweight, like Day Day
I will play this joker, like Craig did on Next Friday
I screamed may day, may day
this nigga proceeded to go down like a earthquake drill display
I screamed u gay, u gay
Nigga why is u on ya knees like Superhead?
he said, "son its all about that bread"
type of nigga, who will post on a "Pride Club" thread
nigga is 30 years old, still sleepin in his mothers bed
I got goons like the swine flu virus, they widespread
I sent one nigga to feel em up wit lead
then I sent another nigga to rape his bytch till her period bled
then I called dayon, to kick his sons head until he was brain dead[/quote]

FILTHYRICHFLOW: and he says he's Seriously nyce???
Right...like the sun rises at twilight...
Now why should I bite rhymes which I write???
You're too busy admiring my mind...
Nothing better to do with your time right???
This f***ggot tried to scribe his best lines cuz he knows what I shine like...
I open the blinds right???...Yeah... I open the blinds eyes..
He's hopin in hindsight that I don't put out his lights
and crush him like a firefly...with my reply...
This p***y nigga was dodgin me...and now we got a problem ??? Please...
He's a fan, he's candy, a Stanley probably...
and I know he's got a scheme with Dayon's broke ass family about robbing me...
But God's with me homie, nope Satan ain't present
F.ollowing O.ur L.ord K.ing S.olomon opens the gates of heaven...
I laugh at this half wit...brokeback bastard...
I'll leave this f***ggot flabbergasted when the blast from the ratchet
tears his past fashionable fabrics to fractions of fragments
Clappin the magnum at his jacket which happens to snatch him backwards...to collapse on his last wind...
Look at him gasping...he's past tense...
Yeah Rich we noticed... he's nervous...
No hes past tense!!! As in...
I'm ahead of him lapping and about to pass his silly ass again...
ON PURPOSE!!!
and imagine you actually happening to have a chance at baggin my wife...
She's not into the f***ggot type...look at what you're actin' like!!!
Thought it was a Reynold's but ya wraps/raps ain't tight...
You too broke...too hopeless had to use my flows to focus...
and dude your approach was just atrocious...
So you actually aren't half as nice...you're a suicidal sacrifice...
and FilthyRichFlow is ferocious...Overdosed on potent dopeness...
You could only hope to get this close kid...but you can't get no wins...
Only supreme ownage...Cuz when I goes in I'm blowing out opponents...
I'm the hole in the ozone over you snowmen!!!
So hot I can give h20 a roastin'!!!
You ready to die!?!??!
Holla if you hear me!!!
And stop beatin off to Pac and Big's photos Holmes, it's sick...
I'm a boy Damon!!!
You called me a b***h but became one...
I would say I'm your father but I'm waaaay too ashamed to claim son!!!
and if I was... I woulda decapitated the way you came from!!!
Yeah I'm 5' 9" weighing in 185..
underestimation will leave you
under respiration if we were eye to eye...
I ain't live your type of life I ain't got no time to lie...
Most of you claiming you live, but you afraid to die
Most of you claiming you ride, but too afraid to drive...
I see the b***h in you straight through that brave disguise...
Cuz you weak ass f***ggots always talkin about harming children
Stop lying you not that kinda villain...
But I hope you got your ones in order...
Cuz I'll bust my gun for my son
and you'll get slaughtered for my daughter...
torn into quarters and left in a garbage drum on your corner...
so of course I'm an Enforcer if you see the .44 in my Mnawka Parka...
your jaw would drop in awe and horror...
as I let it pop and it pour in a sun shower
to turn ya face to gun powder chowder YOU F***KIN' COWARD!!!



Y'all nigga mention my kids and you're only reaping the whilrwind...
You can't beat me nyce not even on your best day f***ggot
So quit while you're ahead f***kin' cornball...

see he basically picked the fight we were in a cipher and he decided to take his weak ass jabs at me...
and after my response to him he decided he would just post another verse immediately...sure sign of a loser to me...


Seriously Nyce:Another Cali and Ny rivalry
What's Beef? Beef is when yo kids are not safe on the streets
got yo kids screamin "daddy, daddy", slit em, Niggas Bleed
I'll give u One More Chance to apologize to me
if not, Ima act on mah Suicidal Thoughts while u asleep
slugs firin, leave u Hypnotize under mah deceit
Who Shot Ya!!!
Nigga I been nyce, eva since lil kids was blowin Nintendo cartridges
u better than me? think twice, call me Goldilocks I will eat ya porridge (poor rich)
no more rich, poor fella thinkin he was Richie Rich
u a poor bytch, your acapellas are rich like Diddy and 50?
Nah u lyin, like a fake bytch tellin me she can make fan pics
I will mistreat this dog like Michael Vick's pitts
u beatin me? ha that's like the Celtics tryna win another championship
U need Magic to beat this superstar
I'm sicker than the swine flu virus combined wit SARS
the doc told me, I had a fever, headache, sore throat and keloid scars
I told em, f***k that and vomited mah way into the car
mah flow only got colder, as the moon aligned wit Mars
mah bars are colder than Klondike bars
filth what would u do for a con's d***k (klondike) behind bars?
I'll get rid of filth, like a bum tryna get clean for the first time
old vet, u past yo prime, like Run still tryna rhyme
Whos house? Mah house, watch em run out the house like teenage boys gettin caught durin sex
lets stay on subject, if u caught a nigga wit ya daughter, would u pull out the tecs?
probably not, cuz u not a real father, just a bum reject
but if u saw yo wife givin me neck
I bet u sit there and cry, kinda like when I cheated on mah ex
yo wife told me u like anal sex, I looked at her and said, "that's mad suspect"
This nigga probably got abused by his father, now hes confused
I got yo wife and ya bad ass kids now, u lose
I got nyce wordplay and punchlines that bruise
filth defeatin me, is finna be difficult, like a retarded kid tryna tie his shoes
I'll kill this innocent bystander, like a pedestrian cyclin
have pediatrics penetratin his pigment wit penicillin
only way yall finna stop me from killin filth, is if u give me some ritalin
he says I'm lyin, I'm not that kinda villian
Nigga please, I will show up at yo crib 20 deep
and watch u scream for yo mommy
stick Magic Johnson's h.i.v. infected needle in ya eye, till u cant see
I'll extract yo blood dog, like I'm a itchin flea
then I'll extract any thoughts in mah mind that are complimentary
filthyrich is a nyce rapper kinda like a lobotomy
Mah rhymes go hard like Dj Khaled, yours are soft like a limp d***k
this fat ass nigga needs a salad, that's why u hear em heavy breathin on the mic
I hold ratchets the size of obese 250 pound chicks
u hold ratchets the size of rat-shyt
u ain't harmin me, wit yo sons Wii stick
f***kk outta hea, u dumb ass prick
Snatch his son at night, then demand a ransom by day light
have em terrified, like passengers aboard a 9/11 flight
I don't believe u can beat me in this fight
its finna be harder than Jehovah Witnesses tryna convince atheist to believe in Christ
I got so many bars, u would think I lived a prisoners life
when he said he gotta magnum, hes talkin about the trogan right?
cuz the only time u move wit lead is when u go home to write
u comin up short in this battle, like Midget Mac's height
This is foul play, nigga u better get back on ya knees and pray
cuz I'm dangerous, you'll see more danger on his face, than that bytch off For the Love of Ray J
pain is bliss, so I'll stomp this "asshole" on the pavement like Chardonnay

and my response came a good half hour later cuz I was browsing with my G1 at the time and I dropped this shit on him...


Nigga you didn't even let the people comment...
YOU SCARED...niggaz like you keep droppin cuz they know they lost...
and those rhymes suck you tried but you reached too hard...
My s***t flows all through it...and the wordplay is harder...

This isn't even the thread nor forum for this s***t...but anyways...


FILTHYRICHFLOW:
You can pen away like Hemingway...
trying to match my lines but anyway...
You're on my dinner plate center stage...
Now fix ya face...
You mad your lines are nowhere near potent as mine...
Cuz Rich is GREAT!!!
You're no opponent you're a wasted moment in time...
I feel sorry for this kid
He's always trying to Shyne...but he'll never be B.I.G.
You'll get deep sixed when you speak kids...
keep trying to find my weakness...
your thesis will have you leaving quadripelegic
leaning on squeaking prosthesises where your knees is b***h!!!
Seriously nyce??? we're still not convinced dude...
you bringing a dull butter knife to contend against a ginzu...
It only takes minutes to mince you cuz you're miniscule...
So I'm still using my minimal to finish you...
I guess this fool must have been pissed
once you got a visual of what I spit at you

Like : "Damn what's it gonna take to rip this dude!?!?"
"A lil' Blah, blah, blah, wait...too typical
hmm let me throw his b***h in too...
and matter of fact I'm a killa so let me tell him I'll split his kids in two...
"In truth I really like Rich I wish I could chill at his crib,
twist a spliff and sip a brew..."
But he's always actin like he's soooo nice...
and he's the s***t...it makes me so sick... it's true...

I know that's what's bothering you kid
the way I'm Brutus da barber bodying you and barbequing you kids
I'm Prodigal my styles are Methodical
You're mythological...with your s***t...
and mad at the the fact
I won't be convinced you're official...
cuz you're full of horses***t...
This is awkward...like I'm standing at 8' 4" and you're just 4' 6"
So just forfeit this New York kid is grippin the knickel plated Uz...
Got you feeling "Too Short" b***h...
So go ahead and blow the whistle you lose...
Broke niggaz wanna get at Rich with no chips
and they ain't equipped for no physical feuds...
My fists never bruise...tooth chipped, broke nose
so nope Rich doesn't lose!!!! WHAT!?!?!?
I been known to be equipped with tools in twos...
whether twin fifths or simply these fists which I use...
and it's just business as usual...
You b***hes been diggin ya own ditches to get kicked in you fools!!!

Look at Mr. Nyce guy...he wants to climb to my heights why???
Dead birds can't fly in my sky...
I live a real life...you stuck in sci fi...
Yet missing the signal so I'll rip you on my Wi Fi...
So say what you say bro
I'll slay you from San Jose to San Diego
You'll be faded from LA to Vallejo you Pendejo...
I'm connected like legos...and plenty play dough
to make yo money look like pesos...
So hasta Luego... Hop off my webos...
if that's your b***h then why's she playing like a stray hoe???
I'll wave her way like hey hoe!!! HipHop hooray hoe!!!
You busy today??? NO!??!?
Well let's get paid hoe...step away and separate
from those lames let's go...
I went from homeless to gettin these hoes open you're hopeless
and I don't pretend bro...
I can get you smoked in Oakland...
faster than a sac of indo in Sacremento...

Go head and bring ya hood I got homies in Inglewood
So you can try to play superior...
until I have you floatin on ya face in the bay of the Yay area...
Now go Dumb mu'f***kka I bet u hyphy now...
turn ya wifey out and after sex have her wipe me down...
I'm Buckin mags on the ave at you f***kin' f***gs
in your chucks and plaids I see you chumps tuck in rags
when shuffling past cuz you're ass...and I smell your fumes...
You buffoons are no goons you're a cartoon platoon...
I'll leave you with enough leaking wounds to make ya white tee maroon...
See I been running these rooms from June to June...
So who are you to assume I'd lose???
What you don't understand???
direct your line of fire to me...
stop scrambling for my fam...like you'd actually have a chance...
You've just been damaged by the Champ...
and your hands have barely happened to land...Damn I'm the man...

and then he dropped yet another long ass verse after this and I just laughed at him cuz he was trying so hard...
matter of fact this fool ass nigga even made himself a photoshopped crown and everything LOL...


Seriously Nyce:



I got the pen, then compose on paper, like Ernest Hemingway
I then put "The Old Man and the Sea" conjointly, until he drowned into mah portray
I convey mah words into portraits, like the Mona Lisa display
dude is nearly middle aged, his old rhymes are startin to decay
I'm startin to see signs of baldness, that's why u always see em wearin hats and toupees
nyce is better than filth on his worst day, touche
I'm hardcore sex, filth is just foreplay
I watched em play wit his daughters barbies, just too gay
I dropped mah ball down, into his wife's mouth, she calls me New Year's Day

I got muscle mass like Sabretooth, harass filth and make em run home like Babe Ruth
I can teleport into a phone booth, called filth and told em, "I am The Truth"
U can try yo best punch on me, but I have an indestructible layer of skin
u will need Wolverine claws, to cut through this Blob's chin
What ever I touch, can be used in mah arsenal, then explode
have filth jumpin up and down like double dutch, while the beam turns this prince into a toad
I got Cyclops eyes, one touch from me will have u in hypnosis
manipulate u wit lies, and have u walkin down that lonely road, until u decompose
I got the mind of Silver Fox, and the honor of a hero
I'm so precise at hittin filth's box, I got lethal marksman skills like Agent Zero
If u saw mah x-ray scan, u would see mah skeleton is made out of adamantium
call me Wolverine, cuz not even yo strongest slugs can penetrate through mah cranium

I take ya weaknesses, flip em around and make u weaker of a man
yo weakness? yo kids, I say "son" this nigga gets heated like a fryin pan
Whats wrong son? I hit a nerve, u emotional bytch
u outdone, watch and observe, how I style on u rich

Call me Dr. Scholl's, I'm on ya heels like achin feet
as I dethrone the champ, I hear the crowd screamin, "Hercules, Hercules"
how does it feel gettin defeated by a nigga, who still going through puberty?
the remedy of killin u, was a easy defeat
provoke thee, talk about kids on repeat, flip ya rhymes to compete
me handin filth's first lost, mission complete
I'm like a mattress covered wit toddlers piss, don't sleep on me
cuz when nyce speak, yall better watch b, cuz thinkin he nas-he (nazi)
He about to get "Adolf" (ate off)

this p***y will get f***ked, like a Roxy Reynolds porno, yuck
he cant even formulate any comeback lines, that's cuz u suck
I'll get this "G" out mah "unit" like Young Buck
it has nothin to do wit "money" or "Milwaukee" when I say I like to buck
Nigga u ain't buckin no mags, the only thing u buck are checks
I'll put the mag-num to this p***y, like I'm practicin safe sex

U got tools for me? Well then come to the west side
cuz steppin one foot in mah hood, is committin suicide
I guess ya guns are on punishment, the way u keep ya tools inside
I ride 20 deep, and I don't mean changin colors when I say u will dye (die)
will throw em over the Redondo Beach pier, filth I ain't know u like to scuba dive?
like McDonalds u got a big mac? Well nigga mine is super sized
I'll turn his face "red" like bad acne, have em lookin like a shy guy
u like thrills filth? Will send em on a amusement ride
put this Jack in a Box, like french fries
I'll take a bath, wash mah legs and thighs
use soap and water to get "filth" off mah disguise
like I was gettin baptize

This nigga been tryna get in the game for the past 15 years
but still has no record deal on his career
"u too old" "its not happenin" "u suck" "stop rappin", listen to ya peers
just cuz u been in videos like Brittney Spears
don't mean u cold, like Miller Lite Beer
He ain't even been on no tracks wit known artist, we waitin for yo premier
mah nigga zay listened to some of yo tracks, I needed a volunteer
I wasn't finna listen to a niggaz music, that I been tryna make disappear
he started tiltin his head downwards in shame, no cheers
I asked em, "yo fam why is u coverin yo ears"
he said, cuz this nigga is awful like pig's ears
I broke down into tears and told em, that's the queer I been killin
we was just continued to laugh watchin the Cavaliers game, chillin
I said, "nigga is 30 years old, how come he has no buzz like Bill Belichick"
he said, that's probably cuz he a bust like Darko Milicic

I play this game on both ends, like a basketball court
Yao Ming in the post, u cant guard me your "Too Short"
I beat this nigga two times, hes still bytchin, what a poor sport
I bet yo son cries every time he gets F's on his progress report
like father, like son, both can get smoked like a new port
I'll put a glock in ya sons hands, and tell em his daddy didn't pay his child support

What would the point have been to bother continuing the abuse folks???
Now I ask for your honest and fair critique's that he may be at peace with his loss once and for all...
and where better than hiphop elements???

before reading this note: I write exactly how i feel about shit. i give my opinion, a lot of times people get defensive and shit. if i think something is amazing, im the first to congradulate. if i think its shitty, i let you know. no personal attacks or anyhting, just judging the piece by itself.


i gotta honestly take a breath after reading all this...when the hell was this battle?
never noticed it before.

rich i think i gotta agree with you. i dont know how all this went down or if it did from your side of the story but i just couldnt finish reading his verses. waaay too long and all of the sudden a line would just appear without any rhyme and then continue. like he started without finishing the rhyme scheme before it. try to figure out where the line about bitches with law degrees rhymes..i cant
..i dunno i couldnt even make it through all of it though.

i just thought it was weak too that he took the hemingway line you used and used it, with the old man of the sea reference. there was really no point in those lines, but to say he knows about hemingway. who fucking cares if the line sucks ass. then there was the "ride my magic stick like harry potter". i get it but it sounds fucking gay.
im assuming Sun you are from Ny which is cool cause you put in all that cali shit which is not just a couple of typical places but got him on a lotta spots. unless i got that backwords from your name...

but damn, if you are over/ above this man, why write so fuckin much back at him. i mean, it reads as though he got under your skin, and a lot of the shit was uneccessary. i think you rhyme better, couldda prob murked him with short, direct, murder verses where every line hits, than write a whole novel. On the other side, i could see if you tryin to match what hes doin, since he wrote long ass shit. but thats his level, and since he went first, instead of using his formula, shoulda hit him with your own,

after all that..like i said, i think i gotta agree with you and give it to you, since he was tryin to come at you with everything and you wrote with a tone like, dudes puttin extras on everything, and you kickin back clowning him for it

this pretty much sums it up:

rich goes

"keep trying to find my weakness...
your thesis will have you leaving quadripelegic
leaning on squeaking prosthesises where your knees is b***h!!!
Seriously nyce??? we're still not convinced dude...
you bringing a dull butter knife to contend against a ginzu...
It only takes minutes to mince you cuz you're miniscule...
So I'm still using my minimal to finish you...
I guess this fool must have been pissed
once you got a visual of what I spit at you "

Gotdamn I totally got tired of reading Serious Nyces verses bro... that dropped my ball/new years day line was completely terrible as well as numerous others not even worth mentioning. Honestly Filth, my nigga you wasted your time responding to his drivel, as well as lot of filler in your verses that you didn't even need. I know how you are, and I know you don't let subpar rhymes slide without completely annihilating them but Seriously playa that was overkill.

But I hope you got your ones in order...
Cuz I'll bust my gun for my son
and you'll get slaughtered for my daughter...
torn into quarters and left in a garbage drum on your corner...
so of course I'm an Enforcer if you see the .44 in my Mnawka Parka...
your jaw would drop in awe and horror...
as I let it pop and it pour in a sun shower
to turn ya face to gun powder chowder YOU F***KIN' COWARD!!!

Truthfully that right there murked dude. His salvo was watered down, very boring, and he had nothing for you, no bias at all. I don't know what provoked this battle or whatever but dude is barking up the wrong tree fucking with big dogs.

What site was this on? I saw you on urbanchat a few days ago, it wasn't there was it? Let me know, and if there's some more fools on there comin at you sideways I got your back, even though I know you don't need it I wanna get in on the fun. We'll tag team and massacre the whole set. Get at me.

Toez

......aw man.

I'ma just say this:

Filthy, you are the only cat on this particular site that I will ADMIT I can't touch in a battle...
Might sound like dick-ridin', but thas real talk. They say you wasted your time on ol' boy....but I'm glad you did. You sick, dog. I'm inspired.

Thanx for clearing that up and yes i realize I been using too much filler I need to get my BIg L on
and crush with a lineup of one liners...
It just had me pissed this dude kept declaring victory and no one else agreed with him
nor did they speak in my favor...probably got tired of reading I'm sure but damn homie...Urban chat sux they need talent...
I appreciate everyone taking a moment to comment on this though...BRING HELLEMENTS BACK!!!

the dude seems like a snot nosed kid still trying to figure out how a punchline should be formulated.

no contest.

blah........audio please..so i can really feel who is nice..cause texting a flow can get lost