Touchin Me Aint Clever Kid, Cuz This Hustler'll Sell Ya Rib
Quit Tellin Fibs, U Cant Roc Mics...Dont Even Kno What It Is!

I'll fuck around an send shots threw ur wave cap..
.....fah actin brave black.
But I shouldnt,Cuzin ur sig sayz it all..ur nothin but A~SAP!

Fucka Trigga Town yall wannabe murder inc
Yall punch a little woosies like J-t n Nsync

Im dope kid, look....i just fuckin popped fifty pills
And on dark roads at night is the only time mysti kills

Ya skill on a 'downward' pace, iight ya dig?
Cuz ya rap game fallen yo just like ya sig!

I'd say your punch was in reason...but your reasons a bad one..
Cause how can your game fall..
..when you never even had one..

Speakin Of Sigs, You Are What You Rep....
So I Guess Bein On Cams Cock Is Apart Of Ya SET!


DipSet! DipSet!

Fuck your ars..and no homo, cause your wack, serious..
And your sigs backwards bitch....
you nevr pass periods.

Nigga Ya Voice Remind Of JD, Cuz Its Not Heard....
You On Da "Verge Of Fallin Off" Like Ah Small Terd!

Weak shit..
il whore you with played shit, i seen better punch's at the prom
And you got no risk of fallin off..
..you never stood up to no-one

Blah Ya Shit Dont Move Me, Stop Tryna "WHORE" Dudes
Cuz You Only "EATIN PUSSY".....
....................Unless Theres Somthin I Dunno About You!

Talkin bout eatin pussy, somethin you aint eva see
Stealin daubs structure...dawg quit....A.S.A.P!!!!

Hey man?, Don't diss Arsen, Cuz you a fag, What makes you think you've ever seen clit
You've seen dick, And taken it, That's why your rhymes suck cuz your ass hurts too much to spit,

I'm Stoompin C's like Cops Givin Gang members Beatings
THe only time he Spit an Swerved Cowards is at AA Meetings*
*Alcholics Anonymous

You ain't selling records, you're mad camp,
Cos you ain't got a playlist like Winamp.

You got a mic as your avatar, But for what?, Gotta be ya dildo
Penetrate ya ass with it, I can smell it on the internet, It's smells like my Indo

Stfu dawg before i have you detorted no lie
''Look officer there!!! that mexican guy""!!!!

raged in a rappid poet way radeating off of ryhmes and ant i seen this nigga befor//
oo yeah the nigga wit tired punches like faggess its mystic metphores//

dog i want to battle u challeng me im callin u out right now fuck that battle line shit im ready right now live go to aim or some shit make it really live and shit lets go dog

Fuck you dawg, you on all my shit espcially my cock
You on ma street too, dawg get the fuck off my block

Detorted, You mean deported, Cuz that shit aint a word
Ain't rappin no punches, it sounds like some white guy from the middle class burbs

you continue to rap whack dawg no lie
Stop thinkin u black...u just mexican guy

Your shit aint retarded?, Ya shit aint whack
Rather be a Mexican any day than a black

I'm gonna turn this mexican dude into a taco-bell
Bitch take a bullet in the head and see you in hell

dawg stop frontin...seriously dawg turn around
Talk like the man on the net...on the street not a sound

keep writing shit but wateva you stink
i an see you, dressed as a leather faced gimp

the only rhyming you do is the chours that you sung
plus you "Tie-D's" nuts like a faget with ya tounge

In The Eyes Of A Killa you a preyed bitch dawg
You get tha lyrical blade switched on

the only chaos you bring is in a everquest mmorpg
Alphaholiks Anonymous yeah in ya fantansy world b

just basic shit yo

This little punk nigga on here thinking he can rap
Rhymes are like ya ass, Pieces of fucking crap

why dont you shut da fuck up and suck on ya daddys dick
and scarface is cuban so get that through ya head prick

^^^^
you've wasted enough time on daddys dick yaself
aint life boring just waiting to be pulled off the shelf

your wack ya do same things swisha house do
and ya wondering why ya aint rockin no crew

Legend think he hardass so he should go somewhere else
Eat his ass up like ground beef between taco shells

your starting to talk about tacos,get away from ya day job
the only way ya hot is if ya dip yaself in sauce ya slob

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Yo bitch stop talking bout Mexican's
b4 I make u disappear and all ur next of kin's
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that'll-put-a-skid,on ya pride...after I finish rattle-off-ya'-lid
& Don't even talk,kid..your losing ever single battle-in-ya'-sig

While you try an Multilate your rhymes, spit complicated Lines..
Ya just ''Wide Open'' for fuckin....Like you Ovulated a few times.

wat sort of kid bases himself on napoleon dynamite?
the sort of kid who looks like him wen hes tryin a fight
Kid thinking hes Kano reciting the tune "night night"
Dex calls him out turns into Gizmo hiding from Bright light!

HA! ^ You can terrorise a lyric, dex...put a bomb up in-it...
but next time...ya rhyme, remember it wont blow up and make you win-it!
so lets begin-it....the lesson...a real lyrical blessin.....
Ima HEAVYWEIGHT allstar, you warm the bleacher and keep ''Bench pressin''
those Disses aint impressin anyone...so Puns? I got many - son...
I aint gotta heat it up in the oven either...Like ''ready meals'' kid ya already-done.

so you've elevated? i doubt it, i call it your verse crime,
coz i had a lack of interest in it after your first line,
so u finished bitchin? i know your fragile, ill abuse your pen,
n ill let you set up the battle... so u can lose again, :D