Im Running A Muck On This Fool, You Wanna Duel?
The Type To Goto School With A Gun To Think He's Cool..

your probably still sitting there grinning at your rhyme,
who am i kidding your probably here all the time,
you might read this and think its a little intimidating,
but youll probably read this and for no reason begin masturbating

ya siggy is jeporday? aite ill play

who is the wackest kid?who is jay-ron! dis niggas #1 on tha list//
you could "spit" "hot rhymes" if ya fagget ass talked with a lisp//
Im 13 and new to this, but i still dissed ya beyond comprehension//
You already had ya "warning",and now im dishin you max "suspensions"//

Takin niggaz to school, how about this white guy
You ain't personal, you doin generic lines now I'm makin you cry
Little kid talkin about detention, I'm gonna be his retention
Spendin all his money on a Po-ke-mon convention

this pussy spits disses, when really "she" should listen to her inuition//
Trying to act tough when really your "r&b",half remix-to-ignition//
Fuck this ginuwine reject,in this rap tree u aint even a seed-yet//
Compare to me? Like a blind man readin text, You cant even "see-shit"//

this nigga's the bitch, i can tell by the way he's raggin
cuz u ain't fuckin shit, so i wouldnt be braggin.
n' i can tell u a fag, cuz in ur pic ur winkin
this is rap battle's not fag's anonymous, what were u thinkin!?

IF U TAKIN NIGGAZ TO SCHOOL/
THEN I MUST BE THE TEACHER/
IF U WANNA BE A STUDENT/
THEN THATS HOW I'M GONNA TREAT YA/
CUZ I'M LIKE FULLY LOADED, I COME WIT ALL THE FEATURES/
LEAVIN YOU SPEECHLESS/
MAKIN U THINK ABOUT WUT YOUR DOIN/
CUZ U AIN'T RAPPIN, UR JUST MAKIN NOISE POLLUTION!!!!!!


IF THEY CALL U SAUCE/
THEN I'M ABOUT TO PUT U ON MY SPAGHETTI/
CUZ U AIN'T READY FOR THIS LYRICAL MACHEDE/
I'M CUTTIN U UP LIKE CONFETTI/
AND TAKIN A BITE OUT U LIKE A NESTLE/
CRUNCH, MY RHYMES ARE LIKE A SUCKER PUNCH/
THEY HIT U WHEN U LEAST EXPECT IT/
SO U CAN REMEMBER MY NAME,
AND KNOW THAT THIS IS A KID THAT U DON'T WANNA MESS WIT!!!!!

i swear this bitch is constapped, cuz she aint shit
u have to pay me to make u better like a hospital patient
i wanna learn how to lose i'll ask for u to be my teacher
all disfigure out body wit bones poppin right out ya t-shirt
besides u couldnt teach me shit your 0 and 1
fuck this shit lets do vocal, so i can rip out your lung

Imma spread you on a steak like A-1
While you and yo daddy off in a shed havin gay fun
So wanna learn how to lose?
when im done ill leave you as one giant bruise
Maybe if you was a retard I could accept your last rhyme
but in your defence you so stupid you bought a bag of parsly from a mime
I cant belive those words that i read
after spitin that shit you should be shot in the head

okay operation fogman a.k.a mr. i jack off wit both my hand
your jus tryin to make a name for yaself i understand
but listen when i say you'll never amount to nothin
your skills are more subtable for gay porn fluffin

UR THE MUFFIN, THATS ALWAYS TRYIN TO PLAY WITH OPERATION FOGMAN'S GAY COUSIN/ TRYIN TO HAVE A HUSBAND, INSTEAD OF A WIFE/
UR THE TRUE MEANING OF A WASTE OF LIFE/
UR RIPE, AND NOT EVEN READY TO EAT/
SO I GUESS I'M JUS GONNA HAVE TO SQUASH U, WITH MY BARE FEET/
UR LIKE A BUG, U DONT GO AWAY/
WHAT IS IT GONNA TAKE FOR U TO SAY/
THAT UR TO YOUNG FOR THIS SHIT,
YOU CANT EVEN COME OUT AND PLAY!!!!

come out and play, its like that okay
i give u a playgirl to play wit yaself all day
cuz thats the only way you could "cum up" wit word play
u aint better then me there's no way
quit keystylin ur life's wastin away
pick up and skirt and sum tight and go join a ballet

What you be knowin about any fluff?
For god sake your face always stuffed in dirty muff
Ill make a name by puttin faggot emcees like you to shame
Now I know you got a taste for gay porn
and from all those toilet plungers your ass be torn
Every time you try to hit me back im just gonna rip off your nutsack
and feed it to my dog
your flow is so bad its lost in the fog
if i was you id quit while your ahead or at least while you still have one
and if you spit anymore of that bullshit ill have to silence you like a nun

shit it took u like half and hour jus to make a reply
i guess its been long enough, so u ready die
think that u better then i
then ur thoughts are obsence
you rhymes aint hot, u couldnt catch fire wit a box of matches and kerosene
i'll put a fist though u stomach n' rip out your spleen
know what i mean
cuz u aint even on my level, im iller beyond any doubt
i'll feed your spleen to bitch, n' this have this pussy eat himself out

Oh no here we go again
you lay more bad eggs than a diseased hen
I think its time we put you back in your play pen
so you can go back to havin sex with gay men
You can have my spleen I dont need it
In regard to your level, im glad Im not there
Cause that shit you be spittin be so bad, the mold on it growin hair

SAUCE WHO EVA TOLD YOU TO GO OUTSIDE IN SHORTS IN THE COLD WEATHER/ CUZ NOW YOU THINK YOUR BETTER THAN *I*,
AFTER THE *DEEN*, I'M GONNA DETERIATE YOUR SPLEEN/
LIKE A HIT OF XTASY/ IT MIGHT HELP TO SEE,
THAT U CAN'T OUT DO ME/
THAT YOURS TRULY IS TRUE DEFINITION OF WHO U WANT UR KIDS TO BE.

who da fuck this wack bird "ineed"/
yo name aint the only thing backward so take heed/
a ghetto seed?
na you stand out like chronic next to fake weed/

^^ to fog

oh great this guy had to make a "cum-back"
cuz thats all he does it take cum in the mouth and in the back
n' i hope ur town aint full of fags like u in wisconsin
why u rippin on me bitch, get off my johnson
cuz fuck it u cant rhyme
u have a better chance makin ur career as a pedifile, fondlin boys who r only 9
battlin me don't waste my time
u weaker then girls doing pushup
then only way this fag be straight is if he scrolled down, then he pushed up
so get a job, get a man, get sum skill, get a life
this aint homicide, its suicide take my knife
how can i post this shit to a fag thats a fuckin joke
i'd destroy him freestyle cuz he'd have a dick up in his throat.
fogman really needs a operation
to fix his back he threw it out at his occuption
but i guess that what gay porn will do
why tryin to pickin me, what'd ur childhood do to you
where u raped or beat
cuz this is like god vs. a mortal, u can't compete
so this ofically makes u the "pussy of the week"

come on kid ur shit wack
u cant cut it u cant hack
so home and smoke ya weed
before i beat ya ass so bad that u insides bleed

^ next man

this kid claimin he got secret sauce
but he dont own the recipe now ill tell u who the boss/
get lost unless u change those lines
runnin ur mouth like that get u lost like behind enemy lines/
u ridin bench like back-ups ridin pine
slap u silly make ur lil convulsions sub-side/
im like RISK i divide an conquer flip it an maul u


next emcee

yo dis kid_forst talkin bout secret sauce when he took it in//
strapped one on in behind let da ass fraggin begin//
fukin wit CJ nigga dat a sin, read holy text fo u front shit within//
lyricly glisten while ya lyricly pissin, lines bars an shit, fragmentations os shit missin,...listen....//

1,2.....

all ya'll dudes is wack/
u couldn't spit an ill verse if u had one sittin in ur backpack/
i'll give u the secret sauce/
that comes from in between my legs/
bust all over u now ur given birth on ya head/
so stop usin big words u dont even know wut they mean/
i'll wipe u all ova the floor like if u was mr.clean/
ur a feen for my rhyme flow/
i'm gonna turn this shit ova to the next person,
cuz its his or her time to go

Hold on... where I'm from we don't spark them tecs//
Best believe we park them vets//
I'm here to finish what was started by Carsonjet//
Listen kat- I hardly bet//
But I place my odds nine ta' ten that we'll make him sweat//
Elite you fake respect//
This whiners lyin just ta' save his neck//
JayHull'll ace tha deck//
I'll erase this reject just to infect all sane' to neglect//
Ya brain'll disect//
Statz'll send reign through ya projects//
Now tell me can you or can you not see tha logic//
Fuckin wit me is like somethin way to tempting n' toxic//
Pedestrian playin wit plenty of poets n' prophets//
Ya lame, man stay up out tha game before I lock it//
I'm like with two glocks in this//
Tupac'n it, two wrists cockin clips//
Trust me ya crew'll lose get a clue there's no stoppin this//
Rasie up n' say somthin now, make it fuckin proud//
Baby I'll lay you fuckin down, hopefully its softened ground//
I say you were made to be a clown, thats how we spit shame in my town//
I let it loose loud right in tha crowd, you better not be around or lets say out come time ta' be fuckin with my crown//

OH shit we got a breach in this motherfucker's speech
You arent spittin Jay, your rhymes are imitating a leech
Vets, fuck that what'll you beat that with
Your ride is about as nice as the shit you spit
You're so small I could flick you with a blip of my wrist
These lines are better than anything you could afford to sniff
Drift off into outer space so your vocals will be erased
Your flows intrest me as much as a bad Judge Judy case.

I'LL REARRANGE UR FACE AND TRANSFORM IT TO MY TASTE/
UGLY AS HELL, YOU'LL START YOUR OWN RACE/
YOU'LL IMPERSONATE MASE AND TURN TO GOD,
BUT NO ONE COULD HELP YOU CUZ UR ABOUT TO GET FATALLY SCARRED/
I SHOULD BE BARRED FROM SPITTIN/
CUZ I'M ALWAYS SHITTIN ON SOMEBODY'S FACE/
THIS IS A LYRICAL RAPE, AND YOU BEEN ABUSED/
THIS IS NO HOLDS BAR THERE'S NO MUTHAFUCKIN RULES/
SO I'M BRINGING ALL THE TOOLS/
TO FIX U UP NICE/
IN THE DIRT IS WHERE I'LL PUT YA,
AND DONT WORRY YOU'LL LOOK JUS RIGHT.

Tryin to fight i'll show how its right
I'll show you my shit leavin it on your doorstep tonight
What the fuck is that light at the end of the tunnel?
Its your ass stickin out lookin for some cum to funnel

DAWG STOP IT WIT YOUR BULLSHIT RAPS/
CUZ ALLS UR DOIN IS CHEWIN GUM WIT YOUR ASS,
AND POPPIN SHIT/
I'M BOUT TO TIP U OVA,
LIKE THAT MOTHERFUCKIN TEA CUP/
BUT U AINT GETTIN UP/
AND IT WILL BE BLOOD THAT U SPILL/
CUZ I'LL SHOW WUTS REAL/
AND LET YOU KNOW HOW MY MOTHERFUCKIN GUN'S FEEL!!!

Grabs tha mic.......
Aite check it

Releavin text-stress with cursed-signs repeadedly merking mcess with my worst-rhymes//
Vicious lyrics explode like land-mines,dangerous like whatching blind kids disperce-nines//
These fags aint ready for me,they scared and straight shittin-there-pants//
Im only 13 but unlike these homos, i get more ko's then boxing-events//

wow, i cant hang with you fuckin computer nerds
that was possibly the worst flow ive ever heard.
that shits absurd, i cant believe you would even write that
atleast you know that no one will ever bite that.
i might rap, better than the average rapper
your flow was so shitty you must have be spitten while on the crapper
hahaha, laughter....thats what im fuckin after
my flows are so sick this shit will probably be dowloaded on napster
im a rapster, with lyrical ability
your a fag sir, and youve now destroyed any credibility.
so let me end this battle now, before i waste anymore time-on- you
cuz im sure your ego's been rattled now, but thats just whay my rhymes-will-do

look at you thinking your a rapper now,
your probablye a foureyed with a unibrow,
your beats a re whack man, you sag like my sack, everytime i nut your the lunie that yells get back, your totalled, a big rig collision,
after this attack they are going to call me the man on the mission,
you truly think they was sayin you shittin, man i could do better when i was pissin.

UR MISSION IS IMPOSSIBLE/
SO I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU THOUGHT IS WAS POSSIBLE/
TO FUCK WIT THIS COLOSAL MC,
I'LL LEAVE UR RHYME TANK ON EMPTY/
LIFTIN U TEN FEET/
UP OFF THE GROUND/
UR LIKE A SIDE SHOW MUTHAFUCKA/
U RAP LIKE A CLOWN!!

A joke runnin down a clown with his future job
That nigga be Krusty and u his side show Bob
"Mission Impossible.. thought it was possible"
U call that shit rhymes, and say ur colossal

I'M MORE INSANE THEN A PSYCHO THATS LOST HIS BRAIN/
MY ATTITUDE IS DERANGED/
I WILL NEVA CHANGE/
I'LL PUMP U WIT THE 12 GAUGE/
AND LEAVE U WIT A FACE,
THAT WILL BE LEFT OUT OF PLACE.

deeni u havnt seen nothin insane yet
first u gotta have 2 balls in the same set
wait now let me reset im gunna leave u upset with a threat
sayin id reck u n thats a bet
check the side of ur head fer drops of sweat
im gunna spit shit ull never forget
so curl in a ball n stay in staten
if i wanted i could beat u usin vulgar latin

Your attitude ain't deranged, but your spits sure are
Call yourself psycho cuz you drive so bad you crashed 20 cars
You'll never be lyrically skilled, you just be deeny
I'll crsuh you with my wallet, while yours lookin' teeny
Your face already out of place, and so is your flow
You think your good? Correction, you the lowest of the low
You ain't got a 12-gauge, just a super soaker
And when i see you i laugh cuz you spit like a joker
Entertain me with the weak shit you claim
But i'll beat you so hard, you'll forget your name...

DAWG I'M JUS LIKE GODZILLA/
I CRUSH WUT EVA'S IN FRONT OF ME/
DONT SAY U WANT SOME OF ME/
CUZ I'M A WHOLE LOT TO DEAL WIT/
I RHYME LIKE MY STEEL SPIT/
ALWAYS ON POINT/
I'LL BLAZE U NIGGAS LIKE A JOINT/
RIGHT TO ASHES/
I'M WRECKLESS LIKE CAR CRASHES/
DON'T SAY I WONT STOMP U OUT TO FIND WHERE YOUR STASH IS!!!!!

hey deeni the car crashes was what deciet said
ill rip out ur copyin tounge leave u on ur death bed
let u dread this gasoline i spread on ur head
ill burn u to ur last thread but instead
ill just rip on ur gay rhymes
ill keep rippin u 8,9 maybe 10 times
till u keep ur mouth shut or stuffed with limes
uh oh mr godzilla cant think of nething more
cant suck dick cuz his mouths already soar
so jus bend over n take it hardcaore let ur boyfriend explore
ur insides excited cuz hes gettin free rides

Im Bashing This Fool So Im Crunching This Nut-Case,
I Stuck My Dick In Your Mouth Since Your A Fuck-Face..

your the type a person that gives beginners a bad name,
your probably that loser that gets picked last in a school game,
the words you spit makes a nutcase sane,
there aint no other way to describe you your just derranged,
like the scar in the lion king you are untamed in this rap game

Your rhymes are simple, but I guess its right.. you got two first names//
But its not your fault, your family tree's incest is the one to blame//