The Saurus vs Illmaculate

By Grind Time Now

On Battle of the Bay 5

Released on September 4, 2009

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[Round 1: The Saurus]

Now he's beat me once

In case y'all haven't seen his fucking resume

But he was lucky, let's just say: weakest judgement ever made

So I'ma feed my hunger while I'm beating up this featherweight

If you want beef, then fuck it, I ain't eaten lunch since yesterday

If you've watched WRC enough

You'd seen this sucker getting saved

Spit some filler, weak as fuck, then Peter comes to rescue Greg

Tell you what: give me the money, each of us are getting paid

And we'll just call it even from me cleaning up the mess you made

Compared to me this chump's at least a hundred steps away

You're always gonna be the one that people underestimate

I'll turn this to a scene for the police to come investigate

Cause either Real Deal just shrunk, or he's in fucking second grade

To say you should be ashamed of yourself's accurate

Once one of the best in the game but he fell back a bit

Cause you were only great

When I gave you some help, faggot bitch

Change your name from "Ill" to taking an L-maculate

Now this is hard for me to say 'cause I'm usually very civil

But anything you'll do today is an improvement compared to Grizzle

The feeling that I have's the same in every round I seen

It was like, "Way to go homie, thanks for letting down the team."

Man, what the fuck... no wonder you kept the people waiting

While they speak on who's the best between us, endlessly debating

I'll turn this to your funeral, come dressed for the occasion

Look: what used to be a legend is just a memory that's fading


[Round 1: Illmaculate]

I know you're up for any challenge

This time you'll get sent to the ER

I got a challenge for you, and if you accept it, it'll be hard

For the rest of this battle, I dare you not to sweat like a retard

And lose your breath every three bars... watch him!

See, you lost to the guy

That lost to Mosh, Collide and Jaze...right?!

YOU should probly die of AIDS...twice!

You should probly die a lotta violent ways

Be sodomized by blades, tossed a live grenade

Or eaten alive from the inside

By the creatures that occupy your face!

I seen your last battle

There's no way that your counter threats can stop me

This clown is getting cocky, listen funny guy:

It ain't double time just cause you rhyme out of breath and sloppy

He set up that round like it was fucking dope

I thought he was gonna make music or talk without sounding gay

I mean, he said it was outside of his comfort zone

It don't matter if I'm short or from Portland

Your loss to Storm was important

That was an embarrassment of enormous proportions

Like a The Saurus performance

You're nothing but jokes with a weak percentage of skill

You do what everyone else does

And then try to act like you re-invented the wheel

Like, "I'll call Madness fat...

Dumbfoundead, I'll use race jokes on him."

Then someone mentions that thing above his neck

And he's like, "Ho-ho-ho, face jokes again!"

Like you're so outside the box!

That double time was horrible and then some!

Funny only time he went outside the box

Was right before Storm put him in one!


[Round 2: The Saurus]

It's funny how he talked about that Jonny dude to me

Cause I've beat Madness more than once

And he bodied you in three

If I had a nickel for every bar you jacked from Sykull, it would add to 50 grand

Illmacu-little wasn't packing pistols back at Scribble Jam

Wait, I don't want y'all cats to miss the magic trick I planned

Now watch me turn this rapping midget to a sacrificial lamb!

You're putting people on the map who shouldn't be contenders

You ain't rolling with crooks and thieves

And pushing keys, whatever

To reiterate what Soul Khan said, but put it even better

If Sandpeople was Wu-Tang...you wouldn't be a member!

You've had crooked teeth forever

And something stunted your growth

You've gone from up-and-comer to number one

To the fucking butt of a joke

Now testing me, that's some suicidal shit he did

The margin that you're losing by is pretty big

And now I gotta euthanize a guinea pig

I'll crucify you, little kid, consider this redemption

I'll clench my fists and send him to a different dimension

You'll never win without me

So why's this guy from Portland battle?

I mean, Scottie Pippen's always lived in Michael Jordan's shadow!

And if he thinks he's beating me tonight, this cat is dreaming

He's so tiny that I have to squeeze my eyes like that to see him

Why do you have such a fucked up smile, Mac? The reason:

This hamster tried to bite the hand that feeds him

So I just bashed his teeth in

You'll never beat me, I'm way too clever

So instead of hating, start writing me a thank-you letter

Because I made you better!


[Round 2: Illmaculate]

It's Peter the Poor Sport!

Every time he loses he pouts and he whines

Then he takes his aggression out and screams loud when he rhymes

But if there's a reason my buzz want amount to his shine

It's cause the net nerds want someone they can relate to

And rally behind

But look Pete, we met in 2005...

'06 and '07, that was a mountain to climb

It's been two years since then

I've put three projects out in that time

Do the math, bitch: it's 2009

And you still haven't been on an album of mine!

Talk about Spin the Mic, that was cute but that was foolish

You cats are clueless

This poor sport...every time this faggot loses, he throws a fit

Shit, sometimes there's a hat included!

You're a nerdy queer

This should be the last battle of your career

And you're gonna learn some shit about this person here

I mean, remember in Vegas, when we lost one round, and you were on the verge of tears!?

I was in the hotel room, coaching him like, "Come on, Pete, we can persevere!"

Remember when you were turning yourself inside out

Pulling your hair like, "Everyone bit my style!"

I had to tell him he made the kid quite proud

When in reality, I'm thinking, "You acting like a lil' BITCH right now!"

Peter, don't act like I'm lying, I ain't make this up

He lost to Dizaster and called me up after

Crying like I gave a fuck... I didn't

He said, "Murder Diz for me", and wished me best luck

I said, "Fuck, I'll try..."

I even told Diz, "TheSaurus got jerked"

But hey ock, guess what? I lied!


[Round 3: The Saurus]

Now it was obvious to me the type of shit that he'd do

Go on and on 'bout how I don't make music sicker than you

He pressed a double album with Only, a kid from his crew

That's two CDs: only one was worth listening to!

We were certainly a ruthless combo

So I thought you'd murk Conceited, ruin Hollow...

It was worth it being proven wrong, though

'Cause now every person sees, without assistance from a verse from me, you lose a lot, bro

I'm a Herculean human God, so

Thoughts of serving me are foolish also

It hurts to be this truthful, dawg...

But I got better after surgically removing Kuato!

This little guy is so frail!

Is that from sniffing giant coke rails?

He's too small to drive a car, so he sticks to riding coattails

I brought him to the WRC with me

He got all excited like, "When's the battle gonna start, Pete!?"

And I'm like, "Settle down, Greg. Let me unstrap you from your car seat"

He won't have a fucking heartbeat when this gnome is getting ripped apart

You're supposed to be the sickest

I'm not totally convinced you're hard

Hopefully, I won't just be some nobody you disregard

When you find out I told Dizaster what a low-life piece of shit you are!

Now I openly admit your bars are far from mediocre

But with all the Ls you take it must be hard to keep composure

He hasn't found his identity

So I'm 'bout to put you out of your misery

Now hold your breath and count to infinity

You haven't won since '07, tonight you'll follow tradition

You make Grind Time Northwest look like an awful decision

But you really got put in an ironic position

By becoming the President of the smallest division!


[Round 3: Illmaculate]

That was a awesome verse for me

I bet you wish that skin graft had gone as perfectly

I mean, did the hospital at least had the common courtesy

To fire the doctor that botched your surgery?

See you're just a frail bitch to me

And after my first two bars you trailed instantly

Cause remember that "try to not sweat or lose your breath" challenge? Well... you failed miserably!

So look, tell me

Did Peter really picked a peck of pickled peppers?

Check the Scribble records

You and Adeem both won twice, right? Well...

You faggots can go and suck a dick together!

I don't even know what you got into hip-hop for

But there's a reason I get props more

I make dope songs and I've actually been on tour

(Ostrich Head don't count)

AND my intro music shits on yours!

You are honestly wack

Fuck "The Saurus vs Illmaculate"

They shouldn't even be calling it that!

They should be calling this "quality rap" vs The Saurus's "comedy/novelty act"

That's why when you picked your career

I'm annoyed you chose rapping

You think this boy can go platinum?! It won't happen!

See, you got a face for radio and a voice for closed caption

So I got some questions that'll change your perspective

I know no one can mess with us as partners

But which one of us can quit battling right now

And still be respected as a artist?

Which one of us can give a FUCK about this battle

Long as they have all the cash when it ends?

And which one of us is clinging to battling

Like it's all he has cause it is?


[Round 4: Illmaculate]

Aight, it's OT... off top, in a fucking confrontation I will snuff you

I mean, look at your music and how long it's taken you to hustle

"Ho-ho that was dope--" shut the fuck up! I'd have enough of them bitchass non-rhyming conversational rebuttals

We get it, Pete, you're a comical asshole

But y'all have heard battle rappers can't make music, right?

Well here's a walking example!

And that's the reason I'll never walk in your shadow

I mean, what happened?

It looks like piranhas attacked you

While you were bobbing for apples

C'mon Lush

That mug has become infamous for fucking up businesses

Don't believe me? Here's a couple of instances:

You won Scribble and WRC twice

They're both bankrupt now... what a fucking coincidence!

I understand that life's a lesson

So when people say he carried the team, I don't stress 'em

Knowing they'd think a lot differently

If they knew all the lines I've fed him

Fuck it... his last four bars against his 1st round against Madness? That was me!

His Dumbfoundead "make me a cell phone with tape and some velcro"... that was me!

His entire double time round against Storm...

Okay, that was you!

His WRC "doggy daycare, but you probably ate there"

Punchline of the week... that was me!

And it's sad to see, because before every battle this faggot Pete

Hits me up like, "Hand me schemes, I need ammo, please"

And there's plenty more, I just gave you those examples free

That way when you watch a The Saurus battle, think

While you're rooting for him, you're actually just a fan of me!


[Round 4: The Saurus]

Your biters are bigger faggots...that wasn't even a punchline

How could you forget that you'll never be boss?

He probably suffers from short-term memory loss

When you got beat by Conceited it sure looked easy to ether

This three foot tall leading star of Leave It To Keebler

Just keep your mouth closed, it needs to be sown shut

He still dreams of what he wants to be when he grows up

While he sleeps inside his shoebox

He refers to as a better mattress

Blankets: seven napkins, and his pillow is a ketchup packet

So truthfully you and me are nothing alike

Cause I'm Geppetto — the dude to bring a puppet to life

You won't ever be a man or be ahead of me regardless

You were barely second best before your legacy was tarnished

Now he just can't get a win, as hard as mini Mac tries

Cause it's tougher when he's not getting a piggy-back ride

Teaming with this guy, and speaking of his size

Just imagine how small he feels on the inside

You were a backpacker nerd, but now you're sparking the tool?

Deep In? It's deep for you in the shallow part of the pool

Fuck all the holding back

I'll start a domino effect

That'll knocking over Mac until his collar bone'll snap

Just so y'all are told the facts:

He's not as dope, he's soft and broke

And you wouldn't be shit without me... ALL I KNOW IS THAT!