Its smellin like pussy, so you must be the cat//
son, you wouldn't be here if your mom woulda made me wear a jimmy hat//
You better watch ya mouth, you don't wanna see me attack//
Hell, you probably want me to lube up my dick and hit it from the back//
You don't want to see me with the heater,
Peace, I gotta go, your mom called and said she wants me to eat her//

talkin abou thow u wanna hit it from the back shit son ur whack/
we dont wanna here ur too short fantises with guys/learn how to rhym/
bitch i dont have to make u look bad ur lyrics r shit its so sad/
i'll fuck u up so quick so fast that u wont even know what happend to ya ass/
im sick of this punk bitches sass/

[Arketeck]
After this session, I'm guessin' you'll yearn for hell.
Streep Sweepa wasn't whack and you need to learn to spell.
I'll punch you, eat you for lunch too, you won't enjoy this bout.
Your name is Skillz? Couldn't have one if you was a boy scout.
Fuck you.

This kids a rider of Pac, like Damon with Cube//
We all saw the movie, he likes his boxers "starched foo!"//
So start scrubbin the cum, get the residue off//
Your sig isnt with of praise, your just thinkin hes hot//

damn this kid really thinks he got punches,
yet, 99% of his four bars was just hunches/
like your avatar i got you runnin 24/7
people fear me on the net, like relapse of 9/11

You probably a rich boy tryin 2 spit,
On sum Puff shit,
From upstate NY get your suburban ass snuffed bitch,
What's black asaia?
I'm a Black Gangsta,
Won't even mention tha lyrics cuz that's gangsta

doubling up the same word to rhyme won't get you stats..
especially since faggots like you made this cypher wack..
i came as a redemption for the shit that you told..
because you're typing with the fucking IQ of a four year old..
"Oh, I'm a Black Gangsta", so what/ you're still bitchy..
you're like a blind sniper/ you can reload and you'll still miss me..
bitch..

you commin out in this cypher room like u got sumthin to prove
don't get yourself in shit so thick u have trouble evan jus to move
enterin this room is tha worse thing u coulda done
destro u aint got nuffin but a mouth full of cum
if u overdossed on milk of magnesia pills u might b considered ill
but right now your jus another biotch from the land of purple hills

ya'll new to the game i put you to shame//
your flow is all lame like deers in the fast lane struck by mac trucks and all twisted with pain, it's insane the way i use all of my brain//
you still on 10%, to dumb to get outta the rain
the only "next level" you found was playin super mario with the sound turned down//
you just a clown, wackest emcee around worse than "joe dirt" gettin ran outta town

MR. MAYHEM OR CAN I CALL YOU GIRLS NEVER WANT TO DATE EM', OR CAN I TELL YA'LL THE REASON WHY HE ACTING LIKE THAT IS BECAUSE WHEN HE WAS YOUNG HIS DAD TRIED TO RAPE EM', YO KID YOU DON'T KNOW ME WHY YOU RUNNING LIP HATIN', I'M SITTING HERE DEBATING, ON WHETHER I SHOULD DEGRATE HIM, SHOULD I SPIT THIS FIRE ON HIS FACE AND MAKE HIS EYES, EARS, NOSE AND LIPS START BAKING, LEAVE HIM IN ICU FOR WEEKS WITH RERUNS OF RERUN SHAKING, CAUSE HOMEBOY YOU'RE A WACK RAPPER IN THE MAKING, THIS IS 2003 SO TAKE THOSE GRANDMASTER FLASH LYRICS BACK TO THE DAYS OF "BREAKIN'". YOU BUSTA I'M NOT FROM THE SOUTH I JUST LIVE HERE, I'M A NEW YORK BRAWLER I'LL HIT YOU SO HARD IN YOUR CHEST PROBABLY MAKE YA RIBS TEAR, I'LL BLOW YOU WITH A FEW LINES BUT I HOPE THERE AIN'T NO KIDS NEAR, CAUSE WHEN I GET READY FOR ATTACK I'LL LEAVE YOU AND YOUR NIG. SCARED. MR. M WATCH ME DROP THIS GEM WITH NO PEN, EVEN IF I HAD NO FINGERS AND NO MIND I'LL STILL BEAT YOU IN THIS RAP TREND. YOU SAID YOU'RE FROM EVERYWHERE BUT I BET YOU'RE REALLY FROM SAN FRAN., AND THE WAY YOU SOUND I KNOW YOU'RE PETER PAN'S MAN. SIT DOWN BE EASY. YOU CLOWN I KNOW YOU LIKE IT GREASY, SO I'M GOING TO SEND SOME BOYS DOWN TO YA SPOT WITH THE KY JELLY, MONEY I EAT CHUMPS LIKE YOU FOR REAL HOW YOU TYPING YOU SHOULD BE IN MY BELLY. AIIGHT LET ME HOLD UP BEFORE YOU GET YOUR FEELINGS HURT, AND EVEN IF I WAS FROM THE SOUTH I'LL JUST SHOW YOU HOW THE DIRTY WORK. YOU'RE WACK HOMEBOY YOUR COMPETITION IS NONE, I MEAN YOU BETTER OFF MAKING HITS WITH A GUN. GO HOME! IT'S NOTHING, CAN'T YOU TELL BY THE FLOW AND THE PROFILE!

IM means "I Mouth-off" like when i cut ya lips//
this game is like a stiff drink rookie, better take small sips.

ROUX I MURDERED YOU BEFORE WHAT IS THIS NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD, CAUSE I TOLD YOU THE ONLY THE MICS YOU BE WORKING ARE HARD ONES IN BED. I MOUTH OFF CAUSE I CAN BACK IT UP, ASK YOUR LADY ABOUT HER MOUTH CAUSE WHEN SHE DON'T SUCK RIGHT I JUST SMACK THE DUCK. YOU'RE CORNY KID THAT'S WHY YOU'RE EIGHT AND SIX, I BET YOU THINK SPIT GOOD CAUSE YOU DO GREAT WITH DICKS. I KNOW YOU PROBABLY HEARD A LOT OF SLIPPED THROUGH THE CRACKS JOKES LATLEY, BUT IS BECAUSE THE LINES YOU KICK MAKE ME THINK YOU WANT TO DATE ME. YOU SOFT DUKE SO TAKE IT BACK TO DOUBLE DUTCH, THIS IS MY GAME AND WHEN I CALL THE HUDDLES YOU WANT TO TOUCH. BE EASY TROOP AND GET OFF OF THE BOZACK, YOU BEEN KICKING LINES ON HERE FOR A MINUTE BUT THE MORE LINES THE MO' WACK, I SEE YOU SO YOU NEED TO DISAPPEAR, THE ONLY SMOKE YOU SEEING IS FROM ME AND AFTER YOU FINISH KISSING SQUARES. GET A JOB! YOU LOVE ME TOO MUCH!

you stumbled through ya verse like you lost both ya feet//
the only thing you gonna beat bitch is ya own tiny meat
you like indegestion annoying but harmless//
i'll rip out ya organs and diplay ya burned out carcass
your vocab so small you got it confused with ya dick//
litle trick, make me sick, i knock you out with a flick
leave the mic alone you give rap the willies//
my words smash ya grill knock out ya teeth like hillbillies

roux got balls commin at me like he sum reall thug
he'd better watch out b4 i throw my lyrical book form the level above
u couldn't be ill if u were drinkin vomet at an after party
u about to 'melt-in-ma-hand' cause u aint an 'MandM'...u a 'smartie'
to trashy to b considered respectable...always gettin smacked by the evil MC Shovel
Death will fall upon the hu fuck with next level

if u got beef make it clap
cause i am tired of your idle lip flap
roux stinkin this room out witht he stich of pussy on his breath
the next smell to com through will b the stench of roux's death

clap ya own beef internet prankster//
you the only one claimin to be thugged out an gangsta
i got news for you young'n, you aint got a chance//
you beatin me is like christopher reeves learnin to dance.

AIIGHT ROUX NOW I REALLY FEEL THAT YOU LIKE ME, EASE UP HOMEBOY CAUSE YOU'RE REALLY NOT A RAPPER LET THE MIC FREE. I'M GOING TO LET YOU SHARPEN YOUR SKILLS EVERYDAY TRYING TO KEEP UP, IF THIS WAS A FACE TO FACE BATTLE YOU'LL PROABABLY STILL WANT TO TYPE I'LL HAVE TO ASK YOU TO SPEAK UP, YOU SEE I'M EXPERIENCED WITH MICROPHONE JACKS AND THE ONLY JACK YOU KNOW IS WHEN YOU BEAT YA MEAT UP, YOU REMIND ME OF THIS KID NAMED ROUX IN HIGH SCHOOL EVERY WEEK USED TO GET BEAT UP, YOU COULD'NT SHOOT DARTS AT ME IF YOU STANDING WITH YOUR CREW AND EVERYONE OF YOU HAD YA HEAT UP. I GUESS CHRISTOPHER REEVES IS IN YOUR HOUSE DOING THE ELECTRIC BOOGIE CAUSE MIRACLES DO COME TRUE, MAN IF YOU EVER HEAR SOMEONE SAY LYRICAL IT DON'T MEAN YOU. AND HOW YOU KNOW THE SIZE OF MY COCK UNLESS YOU AND YOUR GIRL DROPPED TO SHINE THE SPOT, DO YOU KICK RHYMES OR POP TYPE LINES OR JUST JOCK. AMERICAN IDOL I GOT X FOR YA, SPIT VISCIOUS I'LL BRING DEATH FOR YA, LET YA MEET THE GRIM REAPER, CAUSE EVERY WORD YOU SPEAK YOU DIG YOUR GRAVE A LITTLE DEEPER, AND I ADVISE YOU TO STAY ON THAT KEYBOARD CAUSE YOUR VOICE WOULD NEVER TOUCH A SPEAKER. I'LL BEAT YOU AT EVERY PUNCH THAT YOU THROW, MY LUNCH IS YOUR FLOW AND I'LL EAT ALL DAY ONLINE BY NEXT MONTH I'LL BLOW INVITE YOU TO FEATURE ON A TRACK AND SIKE YOU OUT DUMP YOU IN A TRUNK BEFORE THE SHOW. YOU'RE WORTHLESS W/ THOSE TRASHY LINES MAN!

I done told IM about that style that he use,
This is a cypher,
You spit a whole battle dude,
I been 2 ATL tha hoes there are tha gangstaz,
You just a imitation Ludacris style taker

mr mayhem says he's from everywhere
im bout to make him cry but i dont really care
lack of creativity leaves only 37 lines
man this kind is a waste of my time
but as there is nothing else to do
get ready punk im gonna MURDER YOU
yo IM hold me back the bitch neeps a slap
he dissin u while hias ryhmes are crap
now i dont want to have to diss mayhem again
bitch u a wanna be ja cuz why u cryin in the rain?

Come on dog are you serious,
Look at that bull,
I'll come where you at,
Throw you in tha Bermuda Triangle,
What tha fuck is a rugbyred?
On tha rug he's dead,
You corny bastard maybe i'll plant you instead,
You have no right 2 diss your style is gerber baby boy,
I'll leave you reder than your name for screamin murder little boy

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aiight son..
theres really no need for posting your self images..
you on the wrong page..
this ain't "i can't get a date site"/ this is for spitting shit..
pay attention to what you do/ before you fucking do it..
cuz you end up in situations like this looking stupid..

Take your own advice "this is for spittin shit",
"Pay attention 2 what you do",
Get serious,

once again u have nuttin to say
im bout to teach u a lesson today
u have summin against the bermuda triangle
u cant play rugby or yo ass will get mangled
u got summin to say bout being red
shut the fuck b4 i leave you lying dead
4 gun shots and major blood shed

MR. MAYHEM YOU BACK AGAIN BUDDY YOU'RE A BRAVE LITTLE SOLDIER, WHETHER IT'S A CYPHER OR A BATTLE YOUR TYPING DAYS ARE OVER. WHY DON'T YOU CUT YOUR FINGERS OFF AND PUT THEM IN YOUR MOUTH BECAUSE THEY'LL PROBABLY MAKE BETTER USE, STOP SWEATING ME HOMES AND BREATHE JUST LET YOUR SWEATER LOOSE. IT SEEMS YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY AFTER EVERY MC ON HERE, TELL ME HOW DOES IT FEEL TO GET SUCKER PUNCHED THROUGH A COMPUTER THIS YEAR. SINCE YOU LOVE MY STYLE SO MUCH I'LL LET YOU BORROW MY SHIRT, AND YOU SAID YOU BEEN TO ATL. BEFORE NEXT TIME YOU COME LET ME KNOW I'LL LET YOU PUT IN SOME WORK, JERK, PUT YOU ON THE BLOCK AND LET THEM GANGSTA HOES DO YA, COME ON MAN YOU'RE GARBAGE DUDE YOUR LINES BELONG IN THE SEWER. I BATTLE, I CYPHER, I SPIT BECAUSE MY CHEST GOT A LOT OF STUFF TO LIFT, AND IF YOU SMART YOUNG MAN YOU'RE GET DOWN WITH IT. IF YOU CAN'T BEAT HIM THEN JUMP ON THE BANDWAGON, CAUSE THIS AIN'T NO GAME STUPID GO HOME AND PLAY MADDEN. CHUMP, I DO WHAT I DO BEST, AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT DON'T STRESS. NEXT!

this kid'z about to get hung like I left rope prints around ya neck//
you call ya self IM cuz all ya lyrics probably been around the net//
spittin' rounds from techs that I pull off of the shelf// better yet I think you got ya name because you talk to yaself//
you look like a nice kid...you know the kind that I like to rob in church// oh my goodness what the fuck?????? my aim express has gone berzerk!!!!!!
since you don't look like competition I think I'll give you a break//
and break off my 45 day trial so you get sent to ya fate...

(Prolifik prohet)

look yuounsta, ur gona get killed/
in the league big boyz, u about to get thrilled.
nigga u neva stood a chance agains't no1 here/
hell we all no1 ur da queer.
no shit we all no u can't stand up for urself/
so stop cyphering u embarrising urself.
hell look at ru signature tlaking about sex shops/
selling dildoes to frineds, hile playing up as dressed cops.
now u tell me who da best mc/
ur a lil bitch, so ur last week.

The_One_Logikal still tryin to be hardcore, Bout time to quit.
Retire from being wack, You and ya lyrics are never equipped.
Tryin to get on Prolifik, I'm a do you like I did Ja.(Made a Ja'Rule Diss.)
Spit raw like Ra-Kim, Leave ya in ya own puddle inside a spa.
The only reason they made this a sticky is cause Shadow is here.
I can spit to any topic, Drop kids like you cause I produce tradgical fear.

Shadow god your record will tell
got a pic of the grim reaper cuz u sound like a bitch from hell
over 300 posts but nothin to show
why are u still tryin to ryhme? i really do think its ur time 2 go
look at this guy's lyrics they're wack
he might ryhme better if he remove that dick from his ass crack

rugbryed nice logo
ur the one with a pogo up ur asshole tho
i see ur lyrics they make no sense so
heres one,
i rubbed my dick in ur moms g-spot
rockin the car in the parkin lot
whats that fuck milk get pot haha
ud proly take one hit an fall
but im gunna end this in a gay way
Fuck y'all

too bad my moms dead
i hope she still good in bed
see the mom jokes dont effect me
but yo girlfriend has away to errect me
u had to fuck my mom in a parkin lot
fucked ur girl in ur bed while smokin pot
cuz a bag a weed a day
will keep the doctor away
one hit just gets me started
what the hell were those lyrics u just farted?
oh sorry did they come from ur vocal chords
shut yo ass up b4 i murder u w/ samuri swords

PLOLIFIK PROPHET HOW YOU GOD BODY WHEN YOUR WORDS MEAN NOTHING, YOU SAID YOU FROM THE HEAIGHTS OF HEAVEN COME ON KID WHAT YOU PUFFING. THIS IS YOUR LAST TYPING IT'S ONLY YOUR THIRD POST, CAUSE AFTER I'M FINISHED MANY ARE NOT GOING TO REMEMBER WHAT THE HERB WROTE, WHY YOU IN HERE TYPING YOU SHOULD BE ON THE CURB GETTING POKED, SON YOU'RE A JOKE AND THIS IS YOUR LAST LESSON SO TAKE NOTES, I'M DOPE AND SPIT SO MUCH FIRE I GIVE CHUMPS LIKE YOU HEAT STROKES. YOU HAVE TO COME TO CHURCH TO ROB ME YOU'RE SOFT HOW PITIFUL, WERE THOSE LINES YOU WERE TYPING EARLIER CAUSE IT LOOKED LIKE SPITTING BULL. MAN, YOU NOT READY FOR THIS GAME YA SEE I'M STARTING THIS YEAR, AND WHEN YOU MEET ME IN THE CHURCH TO STICK ME UP JUST REMEMBER THAT YOUR COFFIN'S UP IN THERE. I'VE ALREADY PREPARED YOUR EULOGY WHO YOU FOOLING B, MY LYRICS ARE BUILT HARD LEAVE YA CHICK DROOLING G YOU'RE A PUPIL I'M A PRINCIPAL AND I'LL TAKE YOU TO SCHOOL FOR FREE. SO GET YA BOOKS AND CONTINUE TO STUDY MY STYLE, THEY CALL ME IM BECAUSE IT MEANS "IMPREGNATED" YOUR "MOTHER" YOU'RE LEARNING FAST MY CHILD. NOW SIT DOWN BEHAVE AND ACT LIKE YOUR FATHER, AND MAYBE YOU'LL LEARN TO DROP HOT FLOWS ONE DAY LIKE LAVA, AHH NEVER BOTHER BECAUSE YOU COULD NEVER BE LIKE ME LYRICALLY YOU'RE A TODDLER. PROLIFIK YOU DON'T WANT IT WITH ME THEM CATS DIDN'T TELL YA, YOU MIGHT AS WELL EXTEND THAT 45 DAY TRIAL BECAUSE YOU GOT THE WRONG FELLA, I WRITE STELLARS, OKAY THAT'S ABOVE YOUR HEAD YOU WOULD NEVER UNDERSTAND WHAT I JUST MENTIONED, YOU'RE NOT BUILT FOR MY CROWD JUST KEEP BENCHING, OR HOLLA AT ME NEXT TIME YOU WANT MY ATTENTION. FAGGOT, CALM DOWN!

Uhh. . I see ur a noob, I suggest u find a new hobby dude. .
For one thing. . Ur gay & u suck. . No one is going to IM you. .

MENTOS YOU STINK HOW CAN YOUR NAME BE A CANDY, YOU'RE ANIMATED AND I KNEW I SAW YOU IN "BAMBI", HAND ME, THE MIC SO I CAN SHOW HOW TO THIS KID, I SEE IT DOES'NT SAY WHERE YOU'RE FROM BUT I'LL TELL YOU WHERE YOU LIVE, PROABABLY ON THE CORNER CHOKING ON CATS KIDS. I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO WASTE MY TALENT ON YOUR KIND, IT SAYS THAT YOU'RE "NEW TO RB" BUT IT SEEMS LIKE YOU'RE NEW TO RAP THEY NEED TO CHANGE THE SIGN. MAN, YOU BETTER OFF SUCKING YOUR NAME CAUSE WITH YOUR SKILLS I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE RUSHING THE GAME, YOU'RE DDO DOO DUDE YOU'LL NEVER BLOW I'M FLUSHING YOUR FAME, DON'T TOUCH THIS KEYBOARD NO MORE STUPID BUMP IT YOU BETTER OFF SMOOSHING YOUR BRAIN. STAY OUT DOG! THIS IS FOR THE REAL ONES!

rugbyred ur hillarious
the shit u spit makes urself dellerious
it makes no fuckin sense, im serious
talkin bout fartin haha uhh ohh now im furious
it dont make me mad it makes me laugh aloud
to notice if u were a rapper ud have no crowd
cuz u suck
so jus be gay take the anal fuck
fer money, on the corners were ur stuck
takin it like a slut fer a buck
then spend it on weed
then ill squish ur waisted life n barry u like a seed
n watch u grow
and enlarge into one big ugly hoe

So I read that your from New York and that your name is nutcase,
well thats a great name since you not out of place.
My flows are like a hollow point aimed for ya head,
your ryhmes are like a fucking jailbrake the fled.
Ya saying how furious and serious ya are,
but it don't even matter cause ya shit don't even flow,not for one bar.
Well nutsack,i mean nutcase,
I put ya retarded ass at the backend of the race.

alright big nick becareful wat u say/
any1 can bet u any fucking day.
y don't u go to where u came from/
cuz every1 here pretty much thinks ur dumb.
we all no u the one thast gay/
u fuck dogs, cats boyz anyday.
now leave the site or better off die/
cuz any1 cna bet u and not have to try

Logikal, hmmm how very well spelt/
you passed me the deck and u show how i delt,
masturbating over some gay porn n your balls gone blue?
with triple amount of my posts and u still hooked up with no crew?
you must be pretty lonely having nothing to burn/
your younger days were straight n you pulled a U - Turn,
this cat i just smoked n burnt, son you got more than plenty to learn

to easy
 

logikal im with u against big nick
he talkin bout nutsack well he ment big dick
the crap he spit was sick
it made me wana bust his teeth out with a tooth pic
cuz he'll still sound the same
he'll rape a litte boy n look fer someone to blame
hey o saint nick everythin u spit was lame
right now im puttin u to shame ur name
should sound somethin like
nick the big bad dike
with dildos attatched to the seat of his bike

Man everyone in this thread sucks. . Not even worth spitting for. .
I suggest everyone here relocate somewhere else. . Like an Ezboard. .