RBL Legend: Storm-G

[David Lama]

Name: Storm-G, Mister Gots, storm god
From: Spring Valley, Illinois
Crew: EXS (Ex-Saviors)

“You wind up dead like the pitching ghost of satchel Paige”

vs. Inkwell Q
11-15-2003

Once I saw this, I had to comment on it. Use mine if ya want. It's in the pro-filly.

Let's go


at first glance, I'd swear you was pimpin
since you got asses for both of ya lips, and ya chin
thinkin you gon elevate, but there's no flights to charter
lookin like a fuckin backup singer for Aaron Carter
kid's tryna look menacin, his eyes all squinted
he's jus tryna hide the fact he got the right one tinted
my lines hard as iron, Ink's jus known to starch words
he cropped the photo jus right, to cut off his eyebrow archer
. . . thinkin you could hide the results
ya mom would pull you off the net if she knew you battle adults
ya ear looks like it's tryna secede and fend for itself
I guess you were the FIRST person they had in mind for "Elf"
and ya fashion is fucked up, rockin a hooded cape
lookin pissed cuz you late for your Dungeons and Dragons game

vs. Dat Gangsta
11-21-2003

Originally Posted by Dat Gangsta

Holy shit Dat Gangsta knocks storm bringa back to the stone age.....

With that? BWAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!

LMAO@ you tryna sway votes already. Nice try.

Blastin in 3......2......1

BLA-DOW!!



from the display you gave this week, there must be emotional damage
"They wouldn't let me do rankings! Shit, I need the advantage"
so don't say that Storm stole the win, you never had what it took
you leavin 6-3 like problems in 'Sif's math book
you wanna be hard; man, I bet ya muscles flexed
how can you be DAT Gangsta when all you do is text?
even if that wasn't true, you wouldn't be blastin teks
you'd be on the street doin drive-bys tossin cassettes
you gave yourself a supposedly easy win last week
got more than you bargained for and then jetted the scene
you started cryin cause the mods wouldnt let you rank
but shut the fuck up cause you moved up thanks to Tang.
you sittin tryna bitch cuz I aint choose to drop yet

Originally Posted by Dat Gangsta

i poasted like egaes ago

it's not good for you to whine with a typin impediment
with a verse like that, you've no business tryna boast
I shouldn't be 5-0? You shouldn't be tryna post


there ya go.

in awe
03-02-2004

vs. u cant see me, take a L, since nowadays it's medicine
u should apply ya skill, maybe then you'll get Awe, In

yep yep, here we go


this kids' pitiful at best, he's like an RM hobo
everything about him stinks and he was booted from the dojo
tried to rearrange his approach cuz skill will trouble you
but still battles like his name . . . 'e ain' get a W
u only bring one instance of humor like Ben Savage
do the math, even ya meanest shit is average
it seems losin to me means ya future's seeming bleak
so you should steal kids' baby bottles, & start a weaning streak
I and everyone else here are amazed how you're meek
so tell me, what's it like to battle yourself every week?
shit, calm down! Stop bein so grabby, clown
it's kinda odd how you're so adamant about your hand-me-downs

[David Lama]

vs. Joseph Q Castro
06-30-2004

oh you've made a million graves? thats a simple issue
u only kill in a simple way, busting at single tissues
so dont act street, or ill crack the pavement
with a sig and name combo attempting a fashion statement
faggot stay bent, and in that position stay mute
for putting that convo in like "hey guys, isnt this cute"
this bitch is a fruit.. yet none of his rhymes are bananas
cowboys should be the only white guys with bandanas
ur not black... look how fake that ur game is
and if u were in a past life ur a n.igga slaves wouldnt hang with

vs. Label
07-20-2004

your sig says it losers are confidence boosters,
the thing is giving yourself props is waht ur used ta
ur styles generic as fuck , i can see it in every word
to check this label out i think i need an aldis register
u think u mastered text, man you dont even know how
ur in a class of your own and im teaching it now
dial 911 or show up and get rocked til u die slow
cuz you'll be wishing that u coulda got to the 5-0
from my state, claming he was born and raised, where?
ur still being brought up, u stay at ur mommas like daycare
lets drop the line limit to 12, we dont need no more labor
16 lines from u is too much im doing the voters a favor

vs Hellbent

My armor softens the blade you hold strong in this war
Now your mad.. Losing ya temper along with your sword
Ur a whore Prostitute fucking for lots of loot- I can tell ya gay
Yesterday when I got bent is the only time I had hell to pay
Well you stay a flamer forever looking lamer than ever
Like casino quarter machines u should make change for the bettor
We’re the same in two aspects, don’t bother to differ
We have the same sexuality and fatherly figures
..Zeus made the storm many centuries ago
He created you recently, formed your text and ya flow
I reckon you blow judging how your whole style is winded
If you want a good Finnish adopt an obedient child from Finland
Smile and listen.. You cant even begin to see this king
My fists are flying and you’ve gotten into the swing of things
U don’t bring, u sing.. Claiming “hell aint dying out in this match”
the moment u let the cat out the bag , u were lion out of ur sack
Nobodies doubting the fact that in this bout I am first
Removing my sausage, everything coming out`cha mouth is the wurst
Ur verse is compliments to the judges, ur supposed to battle me
Next to a plateau, your verse is the highest form of flattery
That’s wack to me.. Nah actually its worse than whack
So I go for the juggler when I’m killing this circus act
From your first attack to your last.. I just gotta laugh
Getting kicks out of your verse like it’s a karate class
Quality over quantity trash, 401 kilobytes of text is tiring man
You should stick to worrying about ur 401 k retirement plan
I’m fire and damn.. You’re just fighting the obvious
Ur career lies in ruins for picking bones like an archeologist’s
Confidence is the fucking source of my wrath
Too much aftershave is the only brut force that you have
You best find a course or a path.. A good route for escape
You’re not safe at home, you’ve been thrown out at the plate
How I murdered this UA celebrity.. It’s hard to speak it
Let’s say your rug is now the one getting the red carpet treatment
Gave u a ‘brief’ death then hung your corpse by underwear straps
My verse kills the whole crowd… only thunder will clap…
Fucker it’s fact this is over.. Ur presence is now erased..
Like good carpentry - you work, then leave the boards without a trace
Now your faced with a thought deep in the back of ur head
Trying to figure out how to live with the fact that you’re dead……….


vs Double 0

fucking with a storm who has massive rage
You wind up dead like the pitching ghost of satchel Paige
.. Ur out of this tourney, I'm bringing fact nerd
I’m Thieving, round robbin’ like that singing fat bird
Ur spat words are funny, laughs rumble the heavens
If your word is bond im murdering double 0 seven
..The master god turning ya sunny days to massive fog
If your allergic to pets I’ll make it rain cats and dogs
Faggot mod, u were ok in the past now lose ya rep n disses
And live in the present like pets for Christmas
Listen, my flow bangs ya bitch I know it grows anger
But the fact stays I ‘don’t suck’ , that’s a ‘no brainer’
So Change ya plans, man ur ripped and its over
You leave with a bag of Tostitos and dip on ya shoulder
I laugh at you and ur bad attitude about losing this
Anyone protecting ur verse is garden shit like manure is..............

vs. Kingcity
07-26-2004

ur a fucking idiot.. and thats what i think son
tried to hide it by naming yaself kingcity instead of kingdumb
stick to riding my dick.. ur not a worthy contender
ur a nut hugging smarty pants like erkels suspenders
all ur shit is well.. well and i got them sick quotes
u rely on returned favors weekly to get six votes
ur shit isnt dope under any circumstance
it wont enhance..
stick to posting quick replies and go advanced
you'd give anything to be in my crew, I oughta laugh
asking for my signature youll get my autograph
ur prolly wearing a fubu jersey and underneath is a chain
and its as fake as that fuckin bling on your name
im bringing the pain, easily leave ya torn up..
theres no need for a closer, my pen hasnt even warmed up

vs. doYen
02-03-2005

Im'a say it plain and simple. You're losin. Take a hint
a match for me? Nah, n!gga you stones and flint
so Im'a flip . . . and beat this bitch so bad
he'll be expectin 2 L's like he jus bought a dime bag
like Im'a really waste effort, this kid knows Im better
a challenge just aint in sight, they only share two letters
folks predictin me to lose, real results'll vary cuz
we all kno a single Yen has little worth in America
actually, next to none. 100 to half of one
like infants to Jet Li in skills of scrappin, son
you're not good enough to fall off, you need prehabilitation
you're dead weight, we should title this battle Exfoliation

yep yep