disgrace huh?

watch as i leave this kid frosted and twist up
this bitch sucks, he's not bad. now i got him mixed up
like he was mestiso
i bbq kids, how you want it? raw or mesitque yo?
this dude's got no talent like he was the average man
couldn't have shockin flows even if they were measured at 1000 amperage man
notice he didn't diss anythin about my rhymes or style
just look at how stupid his lyrics are...he claims to be a rapper? man times is wild...

The only thing frosted is your girls upper lip
Tryin to juice my homie now I'm taking a sip
BLah Blah Blah is all I hear from you
Gumms flappin fake rappin its unbelievable
Even if you was a steel fro U couldn't be UNFADEABLE

watch as i rip out ya bicep and tricep, lets see if you can still flex mr. havana
ppl gettin mad when i sleep ya cause this bitch aint in his pajamas
get down cause i'll cap anyone who writes my name in all caps
you'll fall back, landin on frostys dick cause yous frostys bitch
stickin up for him as if frostys sick, watch me toss this bitch
he has the image of me in his avatar
so he could at least tell himself that he's actin hard...

aight now i think ive heard enough
this man is the only one standin with his hand up//
wantin acknowledgement fo those ryhmes he spit
but cant make a dent this frost kid like heaven sent//
whats that scent its not "herbal essence" its time fo ur repentance
thats right a menace im in there like swim-wear//
call u on this dare beat u down leave u bloody i dont care
watch u lyin there the people stop an stare//
lookin at the kid they know he caught frozts glare
his methodical snap-neck mare

first it was opt, now your bitin?
but still that was weak, are you sure your fightin?
damn this cat is wack, stop watchin 8 mile!
fuck it, i'ma start monkeyin around, watchme kill em ape style!
i'll demolish ya fake style, while your tryin to touch mine but just to let you know...it'll take a while....

to unfadeable

you claim unfaded you lighter than my pants,
my legs faded its your style thats on a slant//
its like you demin worn down like a diciple,
your skill wouldt be new if it was remade through recycle//

fuck it im dont i gotta do my work

uh oh, looks like da propheciez jacked a line off of EM//
now knowing that , who tha fuck would wanna join them?//
your whole rap about pants, it wont get u too far//
cuz ur stupid like a dinosaur who fell into tar//
i understand u cant read, cuz i know u illiterate//
so ill educate u on the subject and predicate//
with every verb i spit, MR SPIT//
thats all that u are is just spit, spit that likes to talk shit//
ill throw a boulda on MP's "main soulja"//
ill trian ur ass like a dog bitch "come here boy, roll ova"

shut up wit your garbage rap, u sound like erkal but not black
so wack, spit in your eye and cracked half ya back notice that

now thats a first another pissed off rapper sayin im bitin shit
what the fuck u think u bite every time u recite//
doesnt matter what u say someone done said it
cats like you wanna spread it.. around like he stole it//
when they the ones need consolin ta ease they poutin
in this bout ima hit hard like king clout//
pop this bitch unfadeable square up in his mouth

..This KID must have gotten mulestated at his afternoon baseball games/
You the fag on this site you "suck-out" sperm yeh you like shit hard thats why you in chats looken up male names/
You got pics hanging up on your walls in fruity wooden frames/
Im through wit this nigga.. He so desperate for sex he goes to wal-mart hoping to impress his bois (mathimatikal) by rock'n some thong haynes..

im through...

for him to wear a thong, thats what you suggested
an now whos the one who was supposedly-molested?
im socially-connected, not-the-G-to-disrespect-kid
cant be messed-with, im so-closely-protected
so explosively-expressive, ill blow-ya-liver
an leave you feelin more shitty than the pteumic-river
when washington shivered... i guarentee
you face-me apparently youll have no hair-or-feet
cross-me an take ya chance like playin yatzee
im native to rap like the US and Anasazi
fuck a kamikaze, --ill-murder-you-an-live-to-watch--
grip your throat --til-you-turn-blue-an-ya-heart-just-stops--


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Anonomous MC, u best stay dat way so i cant c hus tryna fuck wit me
4 him 2 wear a thong yea dats wrong but u da muthafucka wit a small ass schlong
so small not even a dick mayb a broke off twig left off wit some birds shit
talk bout playin yatzee,
u keep playin dem old man games instead of tryna stop me
ima tell u da truth dat u aint da worst in here
i knows otha queers like Frozt and Sleazy J hu been gay 4 da past 10 years
but ima release and fuck wit ne1 above me
shit if it was my family i rip them up although they love me
n i got da advantage im already dead
i went through centuries of stealing rhymes off otha peeps head
i know all of them word 4 word i can cuss u da way shakespeare cud
thou art a fucked up shit
bout 2 get further fucked up like thy mothers clit
so stop and dont reply
i get tired remindin u bitches against me u only die

3d cant see me even tho he got 3d
my verses sting sharp like 3 bees
see me on tv wit ya moms on spring break
my semen is batter so she like cake

Ha! It's u again! Guess u like it like I do
Fuct u up so bad tha last time u just had to come back through
I'm happy 2 C ya it's good 2 here ya talkin'
But after that last attempt i'm surprised u still walking
Gaucking be yo eyes at these lines I so freely spit
Stalking u from thread 2 thread just 2 keep yo temper lit
2 hits now better duck cuz third ones tha charm
puttin' out yo ego trip like pullin fire alarms
it's simple even a child good do it
cuz u leave yourself so open like Lil' Kim's left tit
Only break your gettin' this spring iz that I let u live

wtf gues i like it like u do/

wtf gues i like it like u do/
nah man i get in pussy, u get in mens do do/
dont let me haf ta show u wut my teks do/
it will haf u grinded up like pet food/

shit my bad i done fucked up\\
i popped shotta 4 times//
an done got locked up\\
his kids and my girl\\
aint gonnna miss him\\
they dont talk about him\\
they just diss him

ok this looks really great another thread in the forum a means of
hate//
ur both a disgrace time fo a change of pace run me in a race u seal ur fate//
my weapon i cock it conseal it n hold it dont get bold kid punch ur card cancel out ur bid//
put ur in the choke like sid vicious im conspicious not incogneato
lay down this beat yo//

u been here from march this year and got so much posts/
kid u got no life like people who watch opera shows/
hope ya kno dat im not ta joke wit bro/
ill give u a broken nose like joe/

notorius, you are for the mysterious COCK-BLOCKa
kid its called a SHOT dummy...NOt fag SHOTTA >>>

I`ll Throw Bars At This Bitch And Have A Hold On You Now,
Bitch Seeing Prison Quick Cuz I Got K On Lock Fuckin Down..

shotta ive told u before oh i forgot ur mom was whore
i ran up n the bitch like shes a corner store
fuckin her was such a bore that pussy stank an was rotten to
the core
it was all i could do to endure ran like i was in that commercial
yea i was "sure"
had ta get out the door find some silly magic cure
so now ive done lured u out so ill procure n secure my area
ill bury ya its ova shotta u just a bitch

oh no, not this dude again
i killed him 2 times...what else i gotta do to him?
now hes rollin with a new crew, a bunch of new dudes
i'll eat those 4 and spit em through you...

unfadeable faded like old levis
snatch out ya breath ya chest fall and rise
"x-small", your dick and vocab size
spies see you checkin out old men's thighs
go home and eat a little "humble pie"
come back with rhymes next time you wanna try

watch as i push you back through the cracks you slipped through
you must be friends with kid frost cause your a bitch too
rappin like a bitch do, ya mind is what i'm puttin my fist to
and then you could say its extra large when it hits you...

When I hear you spittin I'll laugh my ass off
Like my avatar I'm Wolverine I'll kill and I can Metamorph
I feel sorry for ya cause you can't reply anymore
You got banned by the admin you pathetic little whore

im sorrfy kronox but it sounds like you need some rap hooked on phonkics\\
thats why i laugh my ass off when i hear YOU spit too\\
you just a little bitch, you and your whole crew\\
i aint gotta say more about your rap technique\\
cause you cant rap, everyone knows that your weak\\

hmmmm...i wonder where u got the name ill mental//
i think the fact that ur slow in da head isnt coincidental//
and before u put ya lips on ya sis's pussy, watch ya chipped dental, she jus recovered from herpes, be gentle//

i frequently see nothin but weak mcz is on this muthafuckin site/
lookin stupid like fruit up they ass and they dick up a tailpipe/
with a pic of my nigga hova,whats ya ass supposed to be taken ova?/
the only thing you taken is a dick sideways with a pair of nutz on ya shoulders/
ya reign would've been ova, but you you neva had the skillz/
i'll dislocate ya ankels just below ya chin,literaly haven you head ova heels/

warlord be a good bitch go do ur whore chores
oh thats right u rape choir boys wit "ky"ed import toys
i seek n destroy flip the coin mutha fucka come get destroyed
all uve done is annoy got 44 posts u just a lil boy
i throw u ova board star-board bow
like i fucked ur mom that silly sow
so cower under my tower of power
a pillar of strength keep the girls knees weak
strait from the street frozt iced out but bring the heat
punches attack u size of tremendous feats
have u moonwalkin ta get away on a jackson beat
speakin of jackson u mad cause u was the one he packed on
u know u get back on an ride all night
in jail bitches like u cant even put up a fight

ha!!ha!! that shit was pathetic, you flow like ya minds decrepit/
accept it, your kiddie ryhmes cant be felt like anastetics/
check this, my 9's a personal trainer.... it perfomes deadlifts/
it will elivate your body off the deck, then i'll bury you beneath the
sediments/
call the medics, this bitch is bleedin between the ass cheeks/
this kid takes "seamen" when he "sees men"every day including last week/
i run "up" on niggaz like i was defying the laws of gravity/
you ball out of control like jermaind dupir, so dont try to be an athleate/

how bout usin your jedi mind tricks, ta write good lyrics/
faggot thinkin he vader, in reality hes a pro masterbater/
he likes to stick his dick in mens asses, he even took the classes/
ask me he sounds like a homo, shifts with his ass wrapped round momo/
from the ghetto in d.c, say he pop nines jus like 50/
only nine he pops is the boner, hes rockin/
well see if it shoots fool start fuckin cockin/

jus my luck i gotta dis crazy asy//
wit da 80's fade like patrick swazye//
this kid got no talent at all//
only thing he good at is tickling net balls//
and i like da record, wins=o//
while im smashing the record board like a hit tv show//

jus my luck, i get to fuck takeova in the butt
but i aint gay, so ill jus tickle your nutts (thats whack your cut)
you no thug, ass bigger then jaba the huts
fool quit playin, cant get hot if you caught on fire
only way your rhymes sound good are the ones you hire
mother fucker watch out before i got ya on a knee sayin "oh yes sire"

Crazy Azy, he aint straight, he only scorin' wit dicks//
i walked in on him and thatakeova catchin back to back gay porno fliks//
I leave you bruised and tattered, im biblical, you can call me messiah//
Even busta knows this emcee, cause i got Azy's ass on "Fire"//
i manage ya, damage da plane that brought yo wack ass from canada//
reppin maple leaves, you disabled after you hear dis emcee//

he says he is form the land of homes//
so dats da place where u be givin dome//
it should be called land of the homos//
u get less attention than porno promos//
u posess no type of ability//
break ya legs to make u lose ya mobility

oh, what was that first line takeova, hes "FORM the land of homes?"//
actually im FROM the homelands, learn to spell, or just leave it alone//
im that one suspect nigga in horra flicks, i got u all worried//
fuck thatakeova, im a wear the war lordsz, since he be reppin jersey//
murderious, quick and vivid, youll question i even did it//
i hit u quick, disabled you, your crew, and everything wit it//
respondin to me, was bad judgement, you should of thought first//
i hurt yo feelins? ah, but considered it lucky, i could of caused worst//

i dont know u, and i aint sure if i wana
holdin da name of Nas like u were his father
u a baby, a drop, fresh from yo moma's vagina
quit the battling and stick 2 1 liners
i gots 2 appreciate the attempts and the heart
but u aint got wat it takes to bring ur brush 2 this art
these are the games of the best no less
u gots 2 b elite if u fuckin in dis mess
but dont think im standing 4 ne1 else
hot lyrics get 2 close and yo face just melts

3d ya rhymes are more like 2d flat and plain
tha way ya spit sound like the noise from an airplane
ya tryin to spit in the fast lane but you to old,stay in da passenger
an stop being bold
I can hit simple rhymes an beat ya in a battle
hit stupid rhymes and make ya brain rattle

i can spit a wicked hit that leave ya click victimized
i'd call you out yo name like, dick, but i see a chick up in your eyes
i aint tryn ta get up in ya shit and hafta make your motha cry
if you try n get back at biggs all I gotta say is... WHY