E Looch stop usin complicated words/
I like to keep it nice and simple so take it easy on the inflexible verbs/
don't try to school a nigga in grammer and shit/
looks like u could write a story so go ahead bitch/
I see your heavy on punchlines but u must spend alot of time/
u prob got a book full of punches waitin to be put in a line/
I know your type buts its ok I like to think straight off the head just a flow or a freestyle/
your kind gets picked over more than used lifestyles/
I don't care if u got more punches than me/
I come like mahammad ali and sting like a bee/
E Looch u ain't no sheek louch so don't get exasperated/
I'll leave u so tense u walkin around castrated/
legs bound to ya head even if this is fabricated

I ran the muck, the minute Krairo stood up...
And made a fuss like throwing and stuff
Raise the knife in cut'
and kill enough people to fill three bus's up
Till Krairo gets a real name that aint made up and stuff
Rather then me making you up via blood to cuff
Viable like when Librarians sigh at you
Hurl him off a cliff to inspire the moniacol.

Its WICKED the WAY i split this gay...
Da only way u'll hear hot shit is if u pay.....
Wicked ways? dats stands for da wicked way ya mom fucks u...
Im jus postin dis shit i dont give a fuck dude...LMAO I SAID DUDE!
i like pie when its bein bittin...
but unlike that gay ass guy under me my shit aint written...
ma flo is exclusive its suntin u cant cop...
Yo nigga under me im beatin u now whose on top?!?!!?

Magician 7, loving bondage religiously, in submission seventh heaven//
You learnt magic when dad dissapeared your virginity when u were 11// (ouch)
Ghosts and magic are Hoax, you changed ur host name because u spat wacked posts//
B-RAD spin'n rims & rhymes like roast.//
Everyone knows Malibu's the coast with the most//
So spit some more shit about u pack nines an the hoes u sleep wif. But remember//
You look like a kicked in pie, or slipped in a-lit shit//
Make me think, what circus your dad travel with?//

B Rad G from Brisbon But he's litteral to down under...
Can't punch, ill son ya. A tundra with thunder
Pack heat with mass beef, shoot past like old acting
Fuck being a ghost,
Im blasting fast, you'l die in a dam sheet
DOMinate any fight when im drastique.... :P
Slam quick,
sometimes i stick buttons and press plastic

Whicked Ways Stays Quiest Like "Detention-Holders"..Im Throwing More Strikes Than "Professional-Bowlers"..
And Im Not Talkin About "Shampoo" When I Say Ill Dislocate Your "Head-And-Shoulders"...
Its Obviouse Like A "Gay-Dawg" This Fuckin "Bitch-Is-Queer"...
As If I Got You "Insultin-Friends" The Way I Make You "Dis-A-Peer"..(dissappear)

Listen, mr apostrophies, going on about silly atrosities
My ill philosophies got Jesus watching me..
Xternal sound like he's born from some cable monogomy
Just aint toppin me soon as i drop a beat
On this pussy, stomp his feet to a Catastrophie...
Aint no blastin me, I clasp the rasp and assasinate
With darts to procrasonate your heart...
Till it masticates apart and drops out your arse.

Sorry i forgot, i't's' so's' ''ill##'' to~~~Wri''t'e' L~i''ke Th''IS.

This kid thinks he got wicked ways
British queen gettin exposed like xrays
Your's truly...sirsuckalot bloody bastard
U already gettin brused and plastered
Prolly thinks he dohpe? what a disaster
....Next time address me as yo master...





blah!!

Yo..
When this kid rhymes he puts on more acts than a telvision...
When im done with this cat ima leave him with a true "deadly Vision"...
Warnin ppl to think before they talk. like hes reall bout sumthin...
till it comes to time to spit then he gets more Corny than a muffin..(haha)
i couldnt have found a person easier to diss....
Dealy Visions just gave me so mmuch shit to work with....

I Can Tell Nope-Suck Cuz He Don't "Fuckin Work" Like A Broke-Slut...
Don't Get Ya Hopes-Up We All Know You Gonna Choke-Punk...

It's A Fact-That This Kat-Wack, He Go Hand And Hand Wit Bad-Rap...
And The Only Wieght This Joker Holdin Is Books In His A Nap-Sack...

Don't Tryin Re-spond, Cuz The All That's Gon Happen Is You Gettin Pee'd-On...
I Spit Flames And Scorch Everything I Breathe On So Raise Up And Be-gone...

Lights, camera, guess what? action sucks
U pissin grown men dawg, God,WHAT DA FUCK?
Golden showers, grown men ann gay porn rentals
you ain't battlin shit, ur just menstral wit a pencil
Don't get angry, im just tryin to learn you
U spit fire but likely cuz ur girlfriend burned you.
Im end it off right, no censorship.
Id tell u to suck my dick but you'd probably like it

Yo son/
you mentiones gay ish, and dicks/
one too many times for you to be playin/
I'm just sayin/
It makes me think little JOHNNY is the one they've been rapin/
I wonder if it was b/c of affirmative ACTION or b/c you're ASAIN
either way dawg, change your name to of the "fruity persuasion"

I got schemes and had dreams of putten Johnny boys head to a red beam..
He got no game let alone bein' on a team..
I get the money like C.R.E.A.M..Cash to tha ceilin..
52 in tha deck is the only time this kats dealen..
I'm a hustla, banga, slanga slash killa...
When Johnny boy's sugary sweet..like coconut vanilla..
At first I was slappen'em, jacken'em..and rappen on'em sick..
But now I'm wrappen'em in a black bag..senden'em to the grave yard shift..

.Nise.

From his first bar i could tell Johnny asia was wacker then disney fantasia
The first musician in malaysia. Not doing hip hop any favours.I have got day - jar
Vu. Nothing you spit is new. Just reciting old phrases like a jew. Few
Rhymers know how to step to this. So dont attempt
Because you will be left with nothing. Only contempt. And exposure
For the poser that everyone knows ya. But more over
To the point. Smoke you and all your crew like a joint

Yes we all seemed to diss the same fool