GollyImGully vs 305DeadCounty (Round 3)

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@GollyImGully vs @305DeadCounty

• Audio must be submitted before Friday May 2nd at 11:59 PM
• You must mention your opponent's Coli screenname atleast once on the track
• Please use a decent site to host your audio such as Soundcloud. No Vocaroos
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• Do not reply to this thread until both opponents have posted their audio.

If you have trouble uploading PM me or Brooklynzson and we'll give you our email address so you can send us your MP3.

 

[GollyImGully]

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Ya reign on the top...ummmmmm it ain't begun//
305 feeling dumb...look kid ya done//
Ya money come young, u cant see my funds//
Like Lance Stephenson, im on Pace wit the Ones//
Believe im the don, never Trick wit Dollars//
Ya $$ disappear, i do Tricks wit ya Dollars//
See me be honored, youse a known biter//
Ill pen ya next rhymes, ill be the Flo Rida//
Ya whole team soft, do ya group damage//
2 Live for Crews...uzi shake ya like a Luke dancer//
I'll get ya jewels ransomed, hand me//
Over music we go for ya gold like a grammy//
I know cant stand me, its business//
Ya life a short film, but my clips extended//
305 a actorrrrr....play ya role right//
Put a clip in his frame, edit ya whole life//
Stick to the script, before i apply pressure//
When i yell...cut....my nikkas a dissect ya//
It a be my pleasure//
It could be ramadan, i feast on rappers, turn into lecter//
Ya last battle u was chucky,funny//
Im jason wit the mask off, rip into him lovely//
U fukked gz...gotta look for ya family//
The eagles around they neck..i aint Cam b//
U from miami, u ain't MMG//
fukk doubling up, I Triple what u C//
Sippin all that Rozay, got u talkin craze tho//
When it come to Gunplay, Wale low//
You ducking....Its nothing, im wilding for fun//
Why Wonder bout my Bread..whem u grinding for Crumbs//
Ya fate in my hand, pulse right on the thumb//
Ill have 305 dialing 9 1 1//

 

[BROWARD]

oh shyt my bad

 

[Cuban Pete]

post the lyrics up!

 

[GollyImGully]

post the lyrics up!

i never wrote a rhyme in my life


































nah i gotchu

 

[Mr. Negative]

it's so hard not to get amped up and compliment good work. Don't ban me, breh!

 

[Cuban Pete]

Verse/adlibs:

Golly Im getting on you...fakkit thinkin he's Gully / I X nikkas like Mulder and Scully
Get ya family abducted, fukked in the ass (ew) / Broomstick up in ya moms Im just starting to spazz
Cut a hole up in ya chest, throw ya heart in the trash / Have you murdered in New York like Malcolm Shabazz
Know ya love my Styles Im the son of a Ghost / How you dap damn near everyone of my post (thats right)
Yea you might've killed Invisible... / but I got Hollows on point like Kevin Bacon if the shyt is getting critical
Load 'em like Lux's last battle was on / Only difference aint no way that my opponents a Don (sup Hollow!)
Have you talking to your God like the Holy Qu'Ran / or Jehovah, why you biting boy? Ya sounding like Shawn (it's da Roc)
Matter fact I got a question for ya.... you should answer this / How the fukk I know you really aint Angelous? (Ha)
Words out your mouth sound like Reasonable Doubt / Yo for real what the fukk you even speaking about?
I got fam in your city but Im deep in the South (Bronx) / Have you hide in your apartment when them Ricans is out
And yall know 305... slick motherfukker / Bout to send this man home, like the Knicks every summer (DAMN)
Bruh you tryna hoop with Bron when his confidence on / You aint learned that the weak could never conquer the strong? (Never)
You aint heard that Im handing out the Beats on a song? / You dont know you getting smoked like Cheech with a bong?
Man murdered on the web Peter Parker is dead / No barber but a blade put a part in your head (sliceee)
Used to sound like Killa now you spit like Jigga / Ol dikkriding, set switch, frivolous nikka
Tryna front like a lyricist, swear that he nice / Think its best you throw the towel in like weddings and rice
Cuz Im nasty on the mic, like a head full of lice / Bury Gully upstate, leave 'em dead in the ice
Or I'll hang 'em from the Freedom Tower begging for life / Or we could do this shyt traditional, with lead or the knife
Self defense alibi ''I was in bed with his wife, had to do it to him Judge he was begging for strife!!!'' /
You a camouflaged bytch wanting war with a soldier / when they ask for his last words... 'I told ya'

shots at @MichaelWhite and @smARTmouf on the outro 2

 

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Poll Added

Good luck

 

[Uzi713]

the knicks line

 

[smARTmouf]

Verse/adlibs:

Golly Im getting on you...fakkit thinkin he's Gully / I X nikkas like Mulder and Scully
Get ya family abducted, fukked in the ass (ew) / Broomstick up in ya moms Im just starting to spazz
Cut a hole up in ya chest, throw ya heart in the trash / Have you murdered in New York like Malcolm Shabazz
Know ya love my Styles Im the son of a Ghost / How you dap damn near everyone of my post (thats right)
Yea you might've killed Invisible... / but I got Hollows on point like Kevin Bacon if the shyt is getting critical
Load 'em like Lux's last battle was on / Only difference aint no way that my opponents a Don (sup Hollow!)
Have you talking to your God like the Holy Qu'Ran / or Jehovah, why you biting boy? Ya sounding like Shawn (it's da Roc)
Matter fact I got a question for ya.... you should answer this / How the fukk I know you really aint Angelous? (Ha)
Words out your mouth sound like Reasonable Doubt / Yo for real what the fukk you even speaking about?
I got fam in your city but Im deep in the South (Bronx) / Have you hide in your apartment when them Ricans is out
And yall know 305... slick motherfukker / Bout to send this man home, like the Knicks every summer (DAMN)
Bruh you tryna hoop with Bron when his confidence on / You aint learned that the weak could never conquer the strong? (Never)
You aint heard that Im handing out the Beats on a song? / You dont know you getting smoked like Cheech with a bong?
Man murdered on the web Peter Parker is dead / No barber but a blade put a part in your head (sliceee)
Used to sound like Killa now you spit like Jigga / Ol dikkriding, set switch, frivolous nikka
Tryna front like a lyricist, swear that he nice / Think its best you throw the towel in like weddings and rice
Cuz Im nasty on the mic, like a head full of lice / Bury Gully upstate, leave 'em dead in the ice
Or I'll hang 'em from the Freedom Tower begging for life / Or we could do this shyt traditional, with lead or the knife
Self defense alibi ''I was in bed with his wife, had to do it to him Judge he was begging for strife!!!'' /
You a camouflaged bytch wanting war with a soldier / when they ask for his last words... 'I told ya'

shots at @MichaelWhite and @smARTmouf on the outro 2

I'll vote later....

 

[dappadonna]

Verse/adlibs:

Golly Im getting on you...fakkit thinkin he's Gully / I X nikkas like Mulder and Scully
Get ya family abducted, fukked in the ass (ew) / Broomstick up in ya moms Im just starting to spazz
Cut a hole up in ya chest, throw ya heart in the trash / Have you murdered in New York like Malcolm Shabazz
Know ya love my Styles Im the son of a Ghost / How you dap damn near everyone of my post (thats right)
Yea you might've killed Invisible... / but I got Hollows on point like Kevin Bacon if the shyt is getting critical
Load 'em like Lux's last battle was on / Only difference aint no way that my opponents a Don (sup Hollow!)
Have you talking to your God like the Holy Qu'Ran / or Jehovah, why you biting boy? Ya sounding like Shawn (it's da Roc)
Matter fact I got a question for ya.... you should answer this / How the fukk I know you really aint Angelous? (Ha)
Words out your mouth sound like Reasonable Doubt / Yo for real what the fukk you even speaking about?
I got fam in your city but Im deep in the South (Bronx) / Have you hide in your apartment when them Ricans is out
And yall know 305... slick motherfukker / Bout to send this man home, like the Knicks every summer (DAMN)
Bruh you tryna hoop with Bron when his confidence on / You aint learned that the weak could never conquer the strong? (Never)
You aint heard that Im handing out the Beats on a song? / You dont know you getting smoked like Cheech with a bong?
Man murdered on the web Peter Parker is dead / No barber but a blade put a part in your head (sliceee)
Used to sound like Killa now you spit like Jigga / Ol dikkriding, set switch, frivolous nikka
Tryna front like a lyricist, swear that he nice / Think its best you throw the towel in like weddings and rice
Cuz Im nasty on the mic, like a head full of lice / Bury Gully upstate, leave 'em dead in the ice
Or I'll hang 'em from the Freedom Tower begging for life / Or we could do this shyt traditional, with lead or the knife
Self defense alibi ''I was in bed with his wife, had to do it to him Judge he was begging for strife!!!'' /
You a camouflaged bytch wanting war with a soldier / when they ask for his last words... 'I told ya'

shots at @MichaelWhite and @smARTmouf on the outro 2

Every line was potent

 

[Ugo Ogugwa]

Good battle o...golly had too many wow moments o..305 was good but did not have enough to win o

 

[Akata Man Bromo]

305

 

[smARTmouf]

@GollyImGully low-key, you really sound like Jay Z...Your inflection and how you spit your bars..dope...I think you got another level you can go to,...This beat sounded like it held you back in some spots, like you were waiting for the snare ever so slightly

@305DeadCounty much smoother flow and that's the first thing I could decipher when hearing these tracks back to back...then you OD'd off it...it was like a worldstar fight compilation...just kept swinging and hitting and swinging and hitting...


This lived up to the hype, This like a MMA match where both decided to just stand up and brawl......sooooo hard cause Golly's was mad smooth, nonchalant and slick with his attacks ...I keep going back n forth

...I'm going with 305 because he seemed more aggressive with his approach...

 

[Mr Rager]

Definitely two different approaches... Gully had nice rhyme schemes but 305 was going straight for the throat
I gave it to Gully though. Great battle either way