lets get it on...get as dirty as you gotta get ladies.
ANY GIVEN SUNDAY...CleoJ vs Onyxfemme
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It's about to be a....
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Andey that image shack pic FAIL.....
imageshack banned BGOL
come again and there will NOT be cat fighting in here
imageshack banned BGOL
come again and there will NOT be cat fighting in here
Fixed? 
It's about to be a....
That's cool though, it should be entertaining, something creative and different...
this futuristic diva will trash
The leading lady of this SOL class
If I happen to grant this Femme a pass
Its to Stomp on your puma ass
This is a Monday night football battle
Probably not for those who dip and dabble
Cleo will make your head rattle
Run laps around you like the rings of orion
Leave you sitting on your floor cryin'
Wrap you around my finger
Like the rest you'll still linger
Doesn't this sound absurd?
me being anything but the most preferred
Fuck what you heard
I'll show you no mercy
Have you running like Jackie Joyner Kersee
Nope, this isn't hearsay
I'm on a rhyming streak
Busting your ass any day of the week
You're like my understudy
Call SmooVe your cuddy buddy
He'll tell you what's true
But don't get blue
Another bitch as hot as me?
Never could that be
Mentally I tap dance around galaxies
While you sip some bitch ass daiquiris
Superior senses make me your worst nightmare
Like them kids on elm st your sleepless and scared
I never come unprepared
I'm at the top of my game
Monday through Sunday I stand tall and proclaim
I'm hot like fire
Spitting pure desire
Better keep you britches on
Because your barely warm
Watch out my prey
I will roast you on any given Sunday
Serve you up on a platter
Let you sit while us real bitches battle
The leading lady of this SOL class
If I happen to grant this Femme a pass
Its to Stomp on your puma ass
This is a Monday night football battle
Probably not for those who dip and dabble
Cleo will make your head rattle
Run laps around you like the rings of orion
Leave you sitting on your floor cryin'
Wrap you around my finger
Like the rest you'll still linger
Doesn't this sound absurd?
me being anything but the most preferred
Fuck what you heard
I'll show you no mercy
Have you running like Jackie Joyner Kersee
Nope, this isn't hearsay
I'm on a rhyming streak
Busting your ass any day of the week
You're like my understudy
Call SmooVe your cuddy buddy
He'll tell you what's true
But don't get blue
Another bitch as hot as me?
Never could that be
Mentally I tap dance around galaxies
While you sip some bitch ass daiquiris
Superior senses make me your worst nightmare
Like them kids on elm st your sleepless and scared
I never come unprepared
I'm at the top of my game
Monday through Sunday I stand tall and proclaim
I'm hot like fire
Spitting pure desire
Better keep you britches on
Because your barely warm
Watch out my prey
I will roast you on any given Sunday
Serve you up on a platter
Let you sit while us real bitches battle
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Awwww shit Cleo
Futuristic DIVA yeah, thats right-
You not on my level lil-momma naaw not quite,
Back up let me show you how to wreck a mic-
Spank dat ass and send ya to bed early tonight.
Time to throw them bows- Onyx swings them thangs-
It’s about to be slaughter on Christmas Eve, this Puma gotta fuck up a dame.
Your rhyme was cute, brought a smile to my face
But you’re a DIVA in training, so I gotta show you your place-
Behind my throne, something like my servant-
I soaked through my tampon, pull the string out and flush it.
Handle my dirty work youngin if not it’s curtains-
You stepped up like a woman, so no running cause your feelings are hurtin.
You came out swinging, but I got ya head ringing
SOL is about to have a whole lot of slow singing.
And a couple of hearses….
On the obituary it says Cleopatra J died from frontin.
She fucked up and came against OnyxFemme and she wasn’t ready-
Didn’t realize her intentions would bring about Armageddon
Fuck any given Sunday, how about any single day-
Step up against me? Little Mama you’re a light weight
Let me break it down for the week from start to finish-
You may have swung first, but I now gotta end it-
Sunday I got that ass in a choke hold-
Monday flush your face down the toilet bowl.
Tuesday I smacked that ass into reality-
Wednesday-pulled your ass back the street.
Thursday slammed ya ass on the pavement-
Friday I kicked your ass back to training.
Saturday-I drug by your hair back to the 1st verse
It’s the Lion Den Bitch…It’s only words
What?
Well...
Onyxfemme's no joke.I loved the overall lethality of her response.
It was concise and brutal and embodied with much stopping power.
Cleo J's joint had a quaintly old school feel to it with a ton of clever wordplay. A lot of good hits shining through but for me, there was a little bit of that go for the jugular ferocity missing.
A worthy assault nonetheless, especially as Cleo stepped up to the plate first.
On any given day
I can bring it in the worst way
Never one to play
Tonight for your sins you'll pay
I'm way more lyrical
Nothing short of a miracle
No, I'm a verbal assassin
Fueled by my passion
Old ladies are out of fashion
I think you need a lesson
your verses were in a recession
Send you to the chopping block for your transgression
Before I advance to the next topic
I think this would make a great biopic
How, when Cleo dropped that hot shit
Onyx replied with a brick..
what's your fascination
with menstruation?
Seeking the young cubs admiration?
You reek with desperation
Take a minute to breathe
Before your BGOL tombstone reads
"She tried to bring the heat on Christmas eve
But Cleo had a trick up her sleeve"
On your road to lion's den fame
All you bought was more of the same
This young chick about to change the game
You will remember this name
Sunday I set my plan to entrap
Monday you thought I was giving you dap
All along you were being fed some death cap
by Wednesday the wild puma was tamed, maimed, and shamed
I didn't even need seven days . . .
I can bring it in the worst way
Never one to play
Tonight for your sins you'll pay
I'm way more lyrical
Nothing short of a miracle
No, I'm a verbal assassin
Fueled by my passion
Old ladies are out of fashion
I think you need a lesson
your verses were in a recession
Send you to the chopping block for your transgression
Before I advance to the next topic
I think this would make a great biopic
How, when Cleo dropped that hot shit
Onyx replied with a brick..
what's your fascination
with menstruation?
Seeking the young cubs admiration?
You reek with desperation
Take a minute to breathe
Before your BGOL tombstone reads
"She tried to bring the heat on Christmas eve
But Cleo had a trick up her sleeve"
On your road to lion's den fame
All you bought was more of the same
This young chick about to change the game
You will remember this name
Sunday I set my plan to entrap
Monday you thought I was giving you dap
All along you were being fed some death cap
by Wednesday the wild puma was tamed, maimed, and shamed
I didn't even need seven days . . .
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^^That was kinda ill Cleo.
I'm snappin in my living room . . .
I'm snappin in my living room . . .
I saw you coming so I knew to be ready-
Tonight your are getting verbally sliced
by a lyrical maschetti
Every stroke on my keys is a bullet to your flow
Your a dead lyricist walking, and I'm killing you slow.
My rhymes are raw, fast and grimey-
Too swift for you to get by me,
My 1st rhyme was effortless lil mama I wasnt even trying.
On this day I packed a hit that has your ass down for the count-
this is a Lioness Battle, not a SOL cook out.
You ass may want to stay down, or you can fight another day.
If you do that's a fucked move, cause you just dug your own grave.
Verbal assasin, but you didnt do your job-
Sorta like a hitman hired to kill but ends up getting shot.
So slow down lil girl, your words although are quite clever-
Rhyme battles are more than putting "pretty" words together.
It's not enough days in the week for your skills to touch mine-
Monday thru Sunday is OnyxFemme's time to shine.
I send all young bitches back to the bottom of the gutter-
With the shit that I flush and the trash called your mother
You should have used the whole 7 days cuz now your done-
Call the HAZMAT team, cuz Onyx blew up another one.
Let me close this chapter, and shut this thread down-
Ay-Cleopatra call me Nefetiti cause I stole your crown.
Tonight your are getting verbally sliced
by a lyrical maschetti
Every stroke on my keys is a bullet to your flow
Your a dead lyricist walking, and I'm killing you slow.
My rhymes are raw, fast and grimey-
Too swift for you to get by me,
My 1st rhyme was effortless lil mama I wasnt even trying.
On this day I packed a hit that has your ass down for the count-
this is a Lioness Battle, not a SOL cook out.
You ass may want to stay down, or you can fight another day.
If you do that's a fucked move, cause you just dug your own grave.
Verbal assasin, but you didnt do your job-
Sorta like a hitman hired to kill but ends up getting shot.
So slow down lil girl, your words although are quite clever-
Rhyme battles are more than putting "pretty" words together.
It's not enough days in the week for your skills to touch mine-
Monday thru Sunday is OnyxFemme's time to shine.
I send all young bitches back to the bottom of the gutter-
With the shit that I flush and the trash called your mother
You should have used the whole 7 days cuz now your done-
Call the HAZMAT team, cuz Onyx blew up another one.
Let me close this chapter, and shut this thread down-
Ay-Cleopatra call me Nefetiti cause I stole your crown.
Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!
I though Cleo had your ass there for a minute Onyx.
Damn.
I was with you J. I was right there with you, but...
You know I always root for the underdog, but...
I though Cleo had your ass there for a minute Onyx.
Damn.
I was with you J. I was right there with you, but...You know I always root for the underdog, but...
Futuristic DIVA yeah, thats right-
You not on my level lil-momma naaw not quite,
Back up let me show you how to wreck a mic-
Spank dat ass and send ya to bed early tonight.
Time to throw them bows- Onyx swings them thangs-
It’s about to be slaughter on Christmas Eve, this Puma gotta fuck up a dame.
Your rhyme was cute, brought a smile to my face
But you’re a DIVA in training, so I gotta show you your place-
Behind my throne, something like my servant-
I soaked through my tampon, pull the string out and flush it.
Handle my dirty work youngin if not it’s curtains-
You stepped up like a woman, so no running cause your feelings are hurtin.
You came out swinging, but I got ya head ringing
SOL is about to have a whole lot of slow singing.
And a couple of hearses….
On the obituary it says Cleopatra J died from frontin.
She fucked up and came against OnyxFemme and she wasn’t ready-
Didn’t realize her intentions would bring about Armageddon
Fuck any given Sunday, how about any single day-
Step up against me? Little Mama you’re a light weight
Let me break it down for the week from start to finish-
You may have swung first, but I now gotta end it-
Sunday I got that ass in a choke hold-
Monday flush your face down the toilet bowl.
Tuesday I smacked that ass into reality-
Wednesday-pulled your ass back the street.
Thursday slammed ya ass on the pavement-
Friday I kicked your ass back to training.
Saturday-I drug by your hair back to the 1st verse
It’s the Lion Den Bitch…It’s only words
What?
damnnnnnnnn
*gets up and jumps up and down while pointing at the monitor
Doesn't Hazmat refer to dangerous goods solid, liquid, or gas? Not necessarily explosions.
BTW, ladies . . .
Doesn't Hazmat refer to dangerous goods solid, liquid, or gas? Not "necessarily" explosions.
BTW, ladies . . .
Necessarily being the key word
Hazardous cargo, Ie. explosives and chemicals. trust me I know.
Both ladies got the best battle award.
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Futuristic DIVA yeah, thats right-
You not on my level lil-momma naaw not quite,
Back up let me show you how to wreck a mic-
Spank dat ass and send ya to bed early tonight.
Time to throw them bows- Onyx swings them thangs-
It’s about to be slaughter on Christmas Eve, this Puma gotta fuck up a dame.
Your rhyme was cute, brought a smile to my face
But you’re a DIVA in training, so I gotta show you your place-
Behind my throne, something like my servant-
I soaked through my tampon, pull the string out and flush it.
Handle my dirty work youngin if not it’s curtains-
You stepped up like a woman, so no running cause your feelings are hurtin.
You came out swinging, but I got ya head ringing
SOL is about to have a whole lot of slow singing.
And a couple of hearses….
On the obituary it says Cleopatra J died from frontin.
She fucked up and came against OnyxFemme and she wasn’t ready-
Didn’t realize her intentions would bring about Armageddon
Fuck any given Sunday, how about any single day-
Step up against me? Little Mama you’re a light weight
Let me break it down for the week from start to finish-
You may have swung first, but I now gotta end it-
Sunday I got that ass in a choke hold-
Monday flush your face down the toilet bowl.
Tuesday I smacked that ass into reality-
Wednesday-pulled your ass back the street.
Thursday slammed ya ass on the pavement-
Friday I kicked your ass back to training.
Saturday-I drug by your hair back to the 1st verse
It’s the Lion Den Bitch…It’s only words
What?
I saw you coming so I knew to be ready-
Tonight your are getting verbally sliced
by a lyrical maschetti
Every stroke on my keys is a bullet to your flow
Your a dead lyricist walking, and I'm killing you slow.
My rhymes are raw, fast and grimey-
Too swift for you to get by me,
My 1st rhyme was effortless lil mama I wasnt even trying.
On this day I packed a hit that has your ass down for the count-
this is a Lioness Battle, not a SOL cook out.
You ass may want to stay down, or you can fight another day.
If you do that's a fucked move, cause you just dug your own grave.
Verbal assasin, but you didnt do your job-
Sorta like a hitman hired to kill but ends up getting shot.
So slow down lil girl, your words although are quite clever-
Rhyme battles are more than putting "pretty" words together.
It's not enough days in the week for your skills to touch mine-
Monday thru Sunday is OnyxFemme's time to shine.
I send all young bitches back to the bottom of the gutter-
With the shit that I flush and the trash called your mother
You should have used the whole 7 days cuz now your done-
Call the HAZMAT team, cuz Onyx blew up another one.
Let me close this chapter, and shut this thread down-
Ay-Cleopatra call me Nefetiti cause I stole your crown.
I can't lie...i didn't highlight Onyx's last stanza, but that is what sealed the deal for me overall...the whole verse was quite cohesive, and although Cleo brought flames to the party, Onyx was able to enthuse me with her flow of metaphoric riffs and passion...
My vote is to Onyx...
Ok here is my pick I used Cleo, Her rhymes were onpoint from beginning to end. Some very devastating hits. I didn't believe she had it in her. When she told me she wanted to be added as a battler I said, "yeah right". 1) cause I know onyx is deadly and 2 in the past cleo told me she perfer rhymes that don't rhyme . I actually told her "ya know your rhymes gonna have to actually rhyme right?". She said "I know", then I was like damn onyx gonna murder cleo. Till I saw cleo's rhyme .
Now Onyx fuked up when she reference her tampon
. Ask Ladyscorp, she knows that mentioning a woman's monthly is the only thing she can say to urk me. Second she stumbled in both her rhymes. Onyx your shit is murderous I loved it, but when I'm reading your rhymes and they are flowing and you throw some shit out there that doesn't rhyme it fuks me up. I think if you can keep that flow constant and not mention your period, you would be unstoppable.
I can't believe I voted against my puma, But Mc's nature is to be honest. 
How can I make it up?
Owl mentioned rematches before this would be an interesting one.
. I actually told her "ya know your rhymes gonna have to actually rhyme right?". She said "I know", then I was like damn onyx gonna murder cleo. Till I saw cleo's rhyme . Now Onyx fuked up when she reference her tampon
. Ask Ladyscorp, she knows that mentioning a woman's monthly is the only thing she can say to urk me. Second she stumbled in both her rhymes. Onyx your shit is murderous I loved it, but when I'm reading your rhymes and they are flowing and you throw some shit out there that doesn't rhyme it fuks me up. I think if you can keep that flow constant and not mention your period, you would be unstoppable. I can't believe I voted against my puma, But Mc's nature is to be honest. How can I make it up?Owl mentioned rematches before this would be an interesting one.
Ok here is my pick I used Cleo, Her rhymes were onpoint from beginning to end. Some very devastating hits. I didn't believe she had it in her. When she told me she wanted to be added as a battler I said, "yeah right". 1) cause I know onyx is deadly and 2 in the past cleo told me she perfer rhymes that don't rhyme
Now Onyx fuked up when she reference her tampon
...this is an emotional artform, when Onyx invoked the tampoon, of course, my male reaction was,"ah, this chick nasty...", but after further reflection, i was like, "...sheeeid that's what you are supposed to do, create evocative imagery with words..."
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