The battle was packed at Nyala's. More of the Amphibians crew
was there as they took the stage
including Ghost, D-Mok, Joi and many others.
Although I was playing the neutral role, I kinda smirked. It's gonna be a battle now, I thought. Spirit was in back running the door and Joe was
chilling a few seats from me with other Amphibiz while the kid in the
crowd continued to boo. The Great Deity stopped rhyming. "Yo, whoever
is booing need to chill that shit out," he said as he turned towards
the booing, "cause you don't have HALF THE MUTHA FUCKIN BALLZ OR SKILLZ I GOT YOU BITCH ASS!"
"What about the streets, nigga, you don't have SHIT on me! You don't have shit!"
Joe stood up, "Fuck it, let him battle then." The booing kid grabbed the mic
for like 10 seconds. He was so wack I had to start booing him. It would've been different if he had skills but oh well. Pretty soon the whole crowd was
booing. The kid was wack.
I could've ran him, and I'm a DJ. The Great Deity wasn't the greatest MC either, but
he proved himself enough to show he had some skillz.
As the battle continued, Joe rhymed but was beat out
by his man Ghost who reigned supreme throughout the battle.
Other MC's who showed a great amount of skills was D-Mok, a fellow Amphibian who delivered lightning speed original rhymes.
Afterwards, I talked to the Amphibians and gave them dap. They earned their
keep in the battle and the respect of the crowd. "Once we get everything set," Joe said, "We'll have the demos and everything ready."
"Cool," I said, "Y'all represented true tonight. The world
needs to see you guys. But you'll probably have to mail that demo to me, I'm leaving D.C. for a couple months."
"Word? Where you going?" Joe said.
"New York."
To be continued...
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The battle continued as rhymers from E.B.O. and other cliks took the stage
and rocked with either phat or mediocre rhymes. One of the brothers rhyming who wasn't an Amphibian went by the name of the Great Deity. His rhymes were okay as he spilled jewelz. As he continued flowing, someone in the crowd
started booing.
The other kid stood up. He was about the same age as all of us. "Yo fuck all that knowledge, New York Bullshit!", the booing mad rapper yelled, "Fuck all that Mobb Deep shit, yo what about the streets, nigga?"
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