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shit there you go talkin and bullshitin again
like who cares if you can write with a pad n a pen started in the 90's why you still rap like we there am i hurting your feelings cause honestly i don care the one thing off the hook bout you verse is its bout me stop trippin bitch you aint even real stop tryin to be a G take some lessons or go back to school and take engilsh you aint Einstein your just a wack, bitch, fake, freak genius |
let me explain how this dame strays from any sane traces of hip-hop just stop, look at his style... he's gone tick tock like alfred hitchcock. bitch, ya fists drop, n' i ain't done saying. well, it gon' be a fun day... shit, must be a miscalculation... it took you FOUR BARS to diss ONE PHRASE. ya ain't heavy. ya spittin feathers, distorted like twisted weather. this bitch saw what he was up against.. and put all his pre-writs together. read between the lines, punk... why is reality what you leave behind? "well i put random shit into my verse and claim i 'speak my mind'..." ... yeah I noticed... |
ohhhhhhh thats what im talkin bout finally something good to come out of your head.
shit.... bitch you couldnt kill me if i was already dead activate a sonagram and flip it before it comes outa your head my pre-writs are the reason your wrists are slit stupid trick.. take time to relies that you drop like shit check you verse one time before i sink my fist in ya jaw your life up to this point in time has jus been a big flaw the concepts you think are dope have been played twice shit your punches are so old i saw them las night on miami vice |
when dis dude makin gay porn he put on da game face.....
give hisself hed, den gets anotha man 2 do it, dey got da same Taste....* lame disgrace, im toastin dis frog, till he smokin his dog.... u been to church, but u bout to be even closa to god... but mosta u frauds, think u gangsta cuz u can fight dead manz... i got a chokehold dat cuts ya circulation off like tight headbandz... u taste da lead fam?,elevate? u da type dat dont kno wut flight means.... but ma lead will have ya sides hangin out like fat people in tight jeans.... *= he gives hiself hed, n his gay partner gives him hed, so dey both taste da same dick, same taste get it owell holla lolz ~!i1i!~ |
O.M.B
Yo son Im not a Beach kinda kid but i fuck wit sand You chouldint get in a crew thats y ya a one man band Allways chould figure he on a strand,whack name like O.M.B Gurls may stare at ya face but dey only Sayin O.M.G* Pimples not pimp G, ya see fuckin wit me u get a straight herse Think before u talk like u in a play you definetly need to Rehearse ur VErse * O MY GOD Cuz he look Retarded <--- Fo' yall who aint get shit Mutha fuckah im GANGSTUH |
What the Fuck? .. Imma whoop this dood's ass in this Rhymin Fight
My lyrics will resurect the dead as if i was Jesus Christ U claim ur the freshest MC on RV? .. naaa u the Cheesiest .. Cause we don't believe in this guy jus like ppl on this earth were Athiest He uses gods name in vain soo he must be the DEVIL Bitch gett outta here cause i'm way past Proffessional Level |
JBLAZE E_Zilla U Whack kid dont mess with me* Im going to start useing real words so u can accualy read Thats what schools for to attend and do good** But He's live in the Dirrty Junkyard he claim he hood *- He don't use real words when he spit- NAAAAA - **- He live in the front of a car :thumbup: |
blaza i could cut your lyrics like a razor,
couldnt shock no one with your words if you spitted a tazor |
This ShitS mad Funny, Cause You Pullin One Liners
Id Take A Bit Out Of You, But Youd Be One Of Them Lame Whiners.. lol im so sick.. lol |
OrEo -- kid u funny and whack hahah!! Yo I Throw my punches u weepin and duck You say u unedible cause to many mc's been eatin u up |
they gonna call yah TONY cuz Im gonna leave yah wit a SCARFACE//
this aint a HARDCASE...so far ur bars are a DISPLACED..the only way U'll win is wit...GODs GRACE// Ur pitifull they likes of you MAKES ME SICK// get it im SICK...// And ur SOFT AS BABY SHIT..talkin bout bustin caps..somethan HOLLOW// yeah nothin FOLLOWs..cuz the only caps u bustin is on a PEPSI BOTTLE.. Im BACK!!!!!! this is for grace!! |
Pshh u whack You ain't even got luck u can grab ya nut And u sayin u back like any 1 gives a fuck Coldsteel im boilin like a damn pot u "COLDSTEEL" i guess u can neva be hott Im killa dogg and be sure u dont make me steam Then Ill leave ya record as bad as the "MEMPHIS basketball Team" |
You throwin punchez but none of em landin//
U no respect so quit demandin..how am Im WACK!!When this nigga a clone of Nick Cannon// My spit splits fake rappers I show em Hot TRACKS// 2nd string players on the sideline holdin my JOCK STRAP// So Stop that!... puttin my name on ur REPLY THREAD// blaza!! a fags name for fie breath that gives brain a.ka. FIE HEAD.. |
You Whack !!!! this 1 punch kill's you Pshh... PUSSIEE.. I'm beating you wit this punchline and i aint even curse Structure is like some ones rapein u while ur typein ya verse |
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callin me a bitch without a dick better think again/ i used to suck but that was then/ look buddy ur name disses your self whitegold1/ bitch your raps are jumpy/ your shit can be used for that lil dumbass intro gumby/ like damn homie everyones callin u a fake ass dummy/ look at u tellin ppl how u can beat em/ faggot my ass is very clean/ ill nick name your ass fat fucker ahem butter bean/ when im done and finished youll be so thrilled/ ill be like a ghost on you make u chilled/ so step off im in tha seven hundreds u only got 1/ look dude this aint a game this aint fun/ |
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