Hol' up Wack the Ripper dont think I forgot about you. Battle me my lady. Cum-c-ya boy, I'll show you how gay i am, belee meB**..., i allsmost called you outta ya name for nuttin, oops my bad, for now. Neva back down, RECOGNIZE THE BANNER BIOTCH!
S. scapegoat, we known nigga
O. omnipotent-we to strong nigga
L. Lazze Faire-free to do we wont nigga
D.dogmatic when it come to rappin-close minded nigga
I.Innate-born wit these skills nigga
E.Emergence-we comin up nigga, quick, we the next ROC
R.Retributive bitch, read the name.

Dawg when in the same click and you not a soldier
I like doing niggaz like you wrong so Imma expose yah
Dawg you so preschool,You dont know the letters for mail
And you learned something new so you want everybody to know you can spell
Dawg you fucking stink tell yah moms to change yah diaper
And with yo elementary rhymes you need to get the fuck out the cypher

No hatin just following the rules

i walked away from tha streets for a second and Castro sees me...
he walked up to me... n in his head: he was thinkin, "EZ!"...
but when i unleashed my mind through my mouth til it was tapped out...
he ran wit pants down... to his mama to tell her of tha last round...
"they said i was wack, and they said i wasn't black"...
"and they said that they could kill me wit a plastic bat"...
but she didn't comfort u did she? didn't think so...
she was just shocked it was u that tha cat decided to bring home...
u could follow tha rules but if u did: u wouldn't rep tha N.O...
cause real men know that place is in tha list of tha unknown...
and i walked right back onto tha streetz and smiled...
not wicked or wit a grin... but rather sneery and senile...

He states hes From tha heart of the devil, I wonder if thats a lie
"Look at the sky, its alive", Too much acid for this guy
When you come down bitch, i'll tell you just what happen
"You were trippin out, you were paranoid, but ya definately wasn't rappin"
Now your not fucked up, it was just one BIG TRIP
You can't spit, you swallow, that makes you good at suckin dick
So Fuck the devil, FUCK HIS HEART, make tha motha fuka admit
He ain't tha devils heart bitch, hes just the DEVILS SHIT!

Aimed At AngellicalR

The devil is in hell, so if you from there you probably caught on~fire//
You say you can't get burnt, thats why my whack lines make ya per~spire//
You ready to die, good cuz I'ma gonna murder ya, no kiddin'... seri~ously//
But since I don't know "AngellicalR" too well and shit, I'ma do it lyric~ally//
Your pretty funny, sayin' I can "try" and burn ya, since I know I suc~ceded//
To be honest all ya shit is whack, I think your just a lil too con~ceided//

i been merkin bitches now brutal bout ta hurt most/
he think he did some raw shit cuz dat was his first post/
if we battle the best verse would be expected as mine/
one on one i'd make ya record decline/
so step i ta line and i 'll add ya to my list/
wac flow and style...he came from mr lif/

I been spittin fo years bitch who gives a fuck about my posts
If this was a boxin ring bitch, you'd be up against the ropes
Jab in the nose, upper cut in the chin, you ain't seein the end of this bout
cuz it's only 30 seconds in the first round, And I just knocked your bitch ass out

ya been spittin for years but swallowin ya who life...
bitch ya rhyme couldn't be sharp if they were printed on a knife...
so just quit with the yappin cause you ain't sayin shit son...
you could kick spits out ya lips fa years but, you still haven't won...

post = 2 yeah kid ur really brutal,
joined 2002 now do you think thats suitibel?/
it inexcusiable...
u been spittin for years...i guess its not lady like to swallow/
how bout u be my bitch i lead an u follow?
u couldint be in the drivers seat if u had ur own throttle

to brutal 1

Ghetto proceeded w/o considering tha consquence
Cause ya ain't no bad boy like Martin Lawerence
Passing and killing informants, quit feeble comments
Honest, ya cant hold shit down like toilets in orbit

Snatch Diallos halo, clip ya wings and watch you follow
Cause kid all fucked up like Jews flashing Nazi symbols
So simple, taking out tha competition and its yall shout
Talki so much shit its like ya bladders in ya mouth...

yo
 

d silver something like, hey d!, i'll hurt ya
motha fucker rap belt around yo neck an kill ya
sound bate like u didn't go school wen u a kid
shit trick probably stays at home, sucking hiz own dick
u like silver coz u cant afford 2 push gold
b4 u get yo first piece-bitch u'll b way too old
u never spat a good rhyme so i'll end this verse
if we ever took this too tha streetz you'll end up in a herst

You bullets?Or are you just drunk and high?
Cause I took on 80 shots and I'm still alive
Foolish pride, ya brainwaves and starts to scream
And Gold ain't shit ask anyone in tha rap industry

yo (my come back)
 

yo i know gold old, so bitch dont front against me/
coz silver is cheap, just like your sneekaz an yo jersey/
a comeback was brave-bitchslap u-like u were a slave/
at home wit yo mums cooking yo dinna in yo cave/
warts on yo lips, u lick way too many kliks/
while u give head, ima pushing them clipz/
Definatly- Silver i beat yo bitch till she bleedz/
pussy cat pussy cat, ya softer than my seedz/

ha ha bitch!

Take it like a man and dont reply, why u make a comeback 4, aaah i got to you, ha ha haah