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hatred consumes inside the eyes of a raging patron confused mutual anger confinin his heart while tryna float without an anchor color gets duller with every blink n desiring to bust shots like a tanker stimulation on the fury ignited from the assembled buggers sad it is indeed,commiting suicide cuz he resembled his mother it was like starin with ur enemy when he looked in the mirror contempt towards him from others,not stubborness,made him a killer rap detail came to no avail from self-destructedin life in the trail only finishing close to last,in his life,there was no "roads or paths' it was all a straight trail,made from the demon celestial above nothing in this world could describe how much he desired bestial love |
dont act like you dont feel a nigga/ Im not medicaly sick but Im still iller nigga/ I may be white but Im still a nigga/ Dont even try to chop off my legs cuz Im like a catapillar nigga/ Im bout ta kill a nigga/ and conseal a figgure then grill a nigga/
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sad Rv's come to this when only cats in cypher gotta be whack like this^^
all this talk about being gangsta when they bitches ain't rackin shit "I may be white but I'm a nigga"=lamest line I ever seen here for real you rhymes nigga with nigga in every line,bitch you shit on the screen lightweight cuz ya punches don't hit,like this shit was pre-school party n you do the mat timmy dim,this type of verse rite here to me is tardy n I don't care of this isn't the diss person above you cypher,I'ma still diss cuz in that other thread no one wanna diss me,so obviously I'ma git pissed I should be in that superiour cypher as well,why I'm not's beyond me cuz you got a mod named Ysdat/@. who sucks n chokes on the meat his lame ass gotta battle solely topical cos he can't think of one punch always being a prick round here with his mother's panties in a bunch follows me round the forums n shit,but says that he doesn't dickride? but when he sees this he probably gonna gimme a warnin n hide kinda like he did before when I was newb,bitch wanna act smart I'm glad his ugly ass freind got kidnapped n shit,I hope it's only the start I HOPE everyone in his life gets tortured n raped n orchared in the state I HOPE his daughter gets raped by pedophiles n his wife's used as bait Claim's he's above me n shit,cuz that's his fantasy with me at night angry cuz he's the biggest faggot on here that no one feels his bite makin moves in the industry?ha!,flirting with ANR don't count,get out the past a moderator of RV more ember-assing than shitting coal outta ya ass |
Freestyle cause I don't act jealous..when it's about stardom
Around the beauty parlor..chickenheads go joust in harlem Switchblades & box cutters..all because of a shiesty man That fucks em both in dusty boats..it might be grands He pays to silence their lips..while they go sliding on dick They wanna rob military's..so that privates are stripped Prevent being fooled..where disaster..leaves myself chopped Dealt a loss..Kept jewels tighter..than chastity belt locks In backseats of compact cars..watchin from afar..the catfight They slicing brains & clothes..watchin bloodflow & fat thighs I sit laughing at their practice..to become the best actress If it's known that you molest tactics...why suggest asking If we stay connected forever..through a respective letter I can't keep making up..if all you do is..collect the errors That's why I had to let you go..hostility infects ya dome To where intellect has grown..to roam..dead these hoes Gettin ya ass kicked..titties burst plastic..so accept the Consenquence like GOOD music..scream out 'Help Me'! & I may send someone..so ya punishment is stopped Always depend on guns..it's the dumbest shit to drop |
lights flashed,bullets flew,and thats all i can remember
fights bashed to continue the cold winter of december night has far away snipers with great sight percision thier bullets make the right incision from unsightly positions the infantry cuts down enemies like the mowing of lawns systematically movin like a chess game with the pawns automatically learnin new techniques like a padawan |
Until the end of time the world will always have violence
never peace or silence so many people need guidance a suppliant sinner seeking forgiveness do u hear this alliances are needed to win wars even tho we are fearless defiant tyrants lead nations into states of deep poverty countries are impatient so they riot to have sovereignty the armageddon is gettin closer tommorow never fear we might still be here so we can shed many more tears |
Been gone for a minute haven't rap verse on a dot com in a minute
Had to pause add a lil cause to my sentence redefine laws I was living Used to recognize flaws in my victims these days I applaud all the venom Go on tour for all to listen speak what you perceive say it all in repetition BITCHES GUNS SMOKING KILLING BALLING PIMPing all forms of addiction Cut your nose to spite your face to get money trapped in prison walls of fiction Damn i just sit back watching players fall in four quarters bitching Every game has its ending and every player loses even when yah winning |
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(playing off the last line by dinnude) ("Soul of a Hustler" by SunN.Y. beat fades in) But until the end of the game keep these chimps grinnin// hit the block and make a name in your claim to fame, ice gliscnin// mouth full of bags of blows, selling poison to these skags and hoes// you a gangsta but doing your dirt right next to some hags and moes// hope you remember doe that Keysha got a hazardous flow// and the code on the streets requiring you to respect the hood// but if you disrespect you'll see the tech raise and you'll be blessed with wood// resting in a 6 ft hole in the dirt while people wondering how you blew your skirt// skee-o's watching blood come out your dome in splurts, it's how the game works// Yep.... You aint a christian but praying to God, "Why didn't the slugs miss me"// but it's okay, Jesus is coming and believe me you might want to look busy// Chica-ugn |
Yeah, I seen the hood devour and create life like mothers addicted to crack
Known women wishing for good in desperate hours pimpless but addicted to smack For whatever reason people fall, hoping to get back to living on track Damn Fuck you dawg, for preying on weak moments & people just to make stacks I'm pro-life, pro appreciating women, and pro-fessional killing the mic Respect the hood only if the hood does Barz ppl good perserving their life So grow the fuck up if you think the drug game is all a homie got Babe bra possibilities exist just look beyond the corner of yah block |
You will see that life goes beyond the locks and chained
grasp of circumstance and you can become the master of your own destiny that you on the whole can change things with a trained mind over the matters that occur as you redirect the negativity thats imposed on the blind and the vulnerable empower the mind and surpass the maelstroms that life throws at you Become the enlightening boulder of strength for others to eradicate the intolerable educate your mind as life is too valuable to throw away and to betray your birth right to live. |
my skill's beyond good, cuzz'in u'll still PAY for my FREEstyle
poisenous_tongue from london, but cant blow up like them terriest, cuz the street-wild keep my heat around, like a gas-stove lit someone must of gas'ed those hits, cuz ya style warn like passed-ova-bar-fits ya moms?, I Smashed on those tits, lets just say you're a son of a bitch u'r a killah post'in and you're gun dont click? you like rock'in ICE, i spit FIRE, so WE DONT MIX cant burst my bubbles, i eat-PUSSY, u chew CHICK(lets)*gum* whatever!! |
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ok fraud, judging by your name - you aint got much going on. Oh and by the way I am a woman - do your research bitch!... So its beef that you want Dont fucking freepost. 1st warning do it again and youll be banned -Ysd@- |
According to you my lyrics are worn
can you spell that nigga cos I have to warn all your chat bout blix and terrorists aint gonna get you hits cos they suck as you tuck into your mothers tits incestuous brother aint got no game for a genuine lover so you boned your mother you chat like a stoned bitch on heat can you come back nigga can you follow the beat fraud from the start - hold on a sec, nigga you finished before you started... Story of your sorry life |
My artilleries watch over my soul like god and his angels
people freeze like statues and be like vines that tangel wrapped around me like a bangel get at me from an angle my words are my souljahs sent straight from the heavens my pen and my pad are always around me twenty four seven like the shadows following me causing mayhem and destruction making eruptions from earthquakes with chaos corruption |
topic freestyle how i wanna die....
u'll die when i close my eyes and cock back stop that is what i thought inside till i actully pop-that now another body in the street, another call to the police niggas thinking who done it and why?, while blood start to leak i kick the freak in the mouth and told her to suck on those tips never again, will i go that low to even think about those lips booty-shake'in hoe, didnt even know how to move those hips how about a bowl of fuck u, dont u like those trick? bonafide monafide how easy it is to wanna-die come-inside and multiply thats what happen when nuting between those thigs but run and hide, duck and slid sounds like i had it made but started to cry cuz doc couldnt lie....... N he told me i had AIDS..... WTF? |
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