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:shoot: okay look son you steppin to da kidd and when we squirt that heat we coming out wit red you pack handguns i pack supersoakers and when them shells come that shit gon merk ya if you fuckin wit da kidd and you a fake mc i have ya body parts scattered across the concrete
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Verbal abuse
man gurl ya a virgin ya sexual life suck it do and dat lady in ya sig she definitly you u sayin u top my future and u aint even good u put da sweater hat on ya head datz da only way u hood i flip sqriptz kick bitches make niggaz n hoz start twitchin pussie u be lickin pussie ridin duckin hidein i start plaugez cuz my skillz iz sicknin u got da bobo shoes shitz so fake aint even got a shoe lace and verbal when we 'get scared' dat fa sho only when we see ya face |
Next kid
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Flawless you think your diamond. I cut you so bad i forgot i heard a siren. Motive better yet a cock tail because i burn your ass leaving a foul smell. Flawless kid thinks he's a perfect circle...shame but all i see is obtuse game. Equalateral i come with even angles and cut you in half square. Poverty stricken and poppin your moms drumsticks and eatin her like chicken. Genocide take you out by numbers and let this be a lesson to your brothers. My rhymes are deep so fallow if you can, but water levels already to ur chin. You cant swim, your not a big fish rather a minnoe. Jaws cumin thru swallow. Tuna your ass canned and processed so sleep with the fishes. B. Wall made you his bitch now shut up do your chores and clean the dishes. :spit: :spit: |
ya ass aint poetic ya ass is pothetic
and if you think you can proove me wrong then go set it i have no fetish going against unlyrical lines quick spittin those pitiful lines that god cant help you wit even if you got a consistent spiritual cry this literature of mines i practice 24/7 compared to ya miniature grind |
I dont know who you tryna say just cant spit
cause if his linez pathetic, then you just ain't shit Yo, ya rap is just small right when I spit at ya brain, you gon feel da pain all night you dont have skillz and ya neva had it and its a shame ya practice 24/7 and still ain't got betta at it Trentorican Young Mix |
With a 4 loss record bitch I'd keep to my own,
You couldnt 'call' on me if you was usin a 'phone', So now fuck off homegrown you have jus been owned, How does it feel knowin that you'll never see home, "Quick someone call tha press, this bitch is in a dress And he's feelin depressed and now he wants to confess, To bein the reason why the game has died so suddenly, Cuz people with wack ass skills keep comin in and buggen me, But now you lovin me you want a picture to keep in ya wallet? And if you post a verse here in reponse... we know you stole it |
I think dis nigga dumb so Ima set it hard
you couldnt pay for ya life wit a lifetime credit card You spit nonsense words like O-U-A Nobody say nothin to you cause they know-you-gay Ill sell you at a hot price den Ill kill you and say you killed yaself cause ya not nice Yo, you can beat me, heres ya chance now cause only beatin you know is when boys pull they pants down Young Mix |
Boy, jus sit down or quit, lyrically you're shit//
An thats not jus a nit pick, It's a fact that sticks// People like you are played by players for easy wins// I see 4 people played you like pokemon, winnin's a sin// That's a nice Signature, how long did it take to contemplate?// You like a sheep, you do what you're told, we make fun an close the gate// I don't wanna be mates, cos that's the make of a condom that split// I said it in the beginning, now I'll say it again to finish, man you shit// |
Yo, ya names riddle me that, well riddle me this
If ya typed ya best work on this, it'll be shit And then you called me shit but my rhymes'll smash those only way you da " SHIT" is if ya came from my "ASS HOLE" If we both got bitchslapped, you'd get bitchslapped first cause da weakset bar I spit is betta than any line in ya mixmatched verse If Im gonna be known, Ill begin wit da mic cause if winnin is a sin, you've neva sinned in ya life Young Mix I lopst those 4 battlesa cause of disqualificatin |
check it
this kids 'mix' just got swirled and i take 'young's' world to the floor... make him look worse from dispersed bursts to his record thats 0-4... "please no more"said this dq'd whore who just got washed up shore... endorce the course of rhyming cuz kid you need some brushing up... ruptured your structure and this man got caught stuffing his cups...* shunned and dunced this 'elementary' youngin back to the 'alphabet'... stepped down nd let down the mic~nd give up writin cuz u got regrets... *meaning stuffin a bra to look like a girl |
Yo Streetryda dont beat more than his meat
yeah last thing I heard,you ride more than da street Then you gon start talkin bout my record 0-4 ya life is like da harlem shake, nobody cares bout it no more You wasn't even above me in da past I said " Please no more" cause ya tried to fuck me in da ass Ya purple bitch, you will neva be none as a Streetryda and I know ya gay ass cant beat me now, so keep tryna Young Mix |
aYO yung u keep droppin.. u've dropped like 3 spits
n everytime ya spit ya keep floppin so how bout leave it Just step out da cypher n walk da other way its established no1 like ya...so cum bak another day Look at all these mcees der just lunches ta eat He'll crunch n screech coz fact is all his punches r weak ya a wack mcee so leave da shit dats complex 2 da elite you'll heave as its your text i'll delete for even thinkin u could step 2 a beat this is over....its looks like ya death has come quick truth is da registers couldnt ta been soba wen dey sighned yung-mix |
Okay, let me tell how Im still on da-cypha
I spit nice metaphors, you just spit saliva Yo, you wanna be wit a nice team hater but ya soft, ya name even sounds like an ice cream flavor Wait, you aint heard, Young Mix is back I know you like" Why did I even fuck wit dis cat" I dont think you really wanna step you know cause when da registers signed me, they let you go Young Mix |
Yo, man,
yall get on somebody else cause Im tired of gettin on yall man jst think of somebody ya dont like and diss em Young Mix |
^dawg u aint ill, alls u spit is 'simple filler'
and ima throw out this mix like the 'remix is iller' |
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