flow potency?..wtf Canibus?...c'mon someone blow the whistle
and yea...go head slice me bitch...I'ma shoot you with pistols
thinkin big words alone make punches..shit...you dead wrong
and tell me...since when does here n ideas rhyme in a song?
if your X-Stream....then it must be a toilet bowl flush wit shit
and as for battles
...well..X-tort....I suggest you try it

I whipped his ass, Deranged cant believe dose fights...
Da boy leave dudes 'Swole' like 'Mosquito bites'....
u think Im soft? Best believe im sick enough wit weapons....
Cuz I "carry 9's" Like i'm ''Pickin up a freshmen''....
When i Clap Gats dis Cat be Smackin Da Pavement....
dis nigga 'Take Cover' Like he 'Snatchin a Blanket'....
Puncture ur brain, cuz my rhymes is Beatin On Ya Mind....
if u decide to 'Chill back' I still Put da 'Heata on ya Spine'....

aha holla at da kidd ~!i1i!~ EaSy

You said ya rhymes would be beatin on my mind,
But they havent,
Instead of donating to aid with Hurricane Katrina,
They'd give it to you to stop rapping,
Those rhymes ya spit sounds like shit dropped by my little brother,
That flow hella weaker than my cancerous grandmother,
Can barely walk from getting fucked in the ass by my diss,
Disillusioned, Think your a girl so you sit down to piss,
So don't try me bitch, Cuz I'm the one good with weapons,
The freshmen at my school could pick you up, And they Preppies,

who is this mexican guy...thinkin he nice
hasn't battles once..cuz his punches don't bite
so he posts in cypher..cuz he lame as fuck
if he ever gets called out..I'm sure he's duck

Blah....

Who's this mexican guy?, I'm ya motherfucking dad,
Mother Fucking yes cuz I'm the best ya mommas ever had,
I havent battled, Cuz I aint been challenged, It aint my fault,
If ya wanna battle, I will, Tell me and get it started,
Damn!, I should have written in BIG letters cuz this bitch retarded,
And he can't read and he cant write and he can't rap,
That's what you get for being white,asian, or black,
And not mexican you stupid bitch!



It's six lines ass fuck!

say i'm whack but want me to go 6..against ur discarded lines..
& you callin me stupuid?..when you think fault n started rhyme..
and you still behind the times..to still use some mama jokes...
you ain't been challenged cuz u unknown n run when drama strokes..
went 8 cuz ur ass raisin...and that last statement..ass fuck?
nah...i don't wanna know about ur fantasizes wit me..u suck!!

Stupid nigga from New York trying to be hard,
Ya rhymes more stupid than the crack bitches in central park,
You aint no gangsta, And ya can't go against me,
Didn't even bother to read the diss above you sent me,
Stupid bitch, I don't bother with pussies, And what about lines?,
These words so heavy on ya mind it fucks up ya spine,

u whack..u ain't a challenge..this shit's me sealin meals
& tryna be hard?...nah...it ain't tryin bitch...it's being real
dissin the crack bitches from central park..cuz u can't get it
even those dope addicted hoes know not to fuk you...lil bitch
this shit to me...is all filler...but against you...it's a will do
n if those words fuck up my spine...then these just killed you

SEalin Meals,Eh?......I guess ur lines are Rations!
Fuck around I'll give you fresh cuts like it was sum sorta Fashion!
Im juss askin!...Wheres tha real at?
I cant imagine you have'n a real wind(win) unless ur running a real track.
ColdBLooD'd!..Yep,I rep what you wish ta claim!
TriggaTown '"trick!"...Yeah! 1 of tha most relentless Gangs!

Man aint been in a cypher for a while...Be Ez!

ur shit is a fruity..wtf.. a rainbow?..I'ma hose it down duller
And ur a vintage clown....
...no wonder you have ur shit loaded with color..
Red and Blue colors for ur name..with flows like muddy shit
but yea..makes sense..cuz I'ma have you leavin with a bloodycrypt(crip)
ur crew is tricks..don't deny it kid...cuz..see..you said it urself..
and wind/win wordplay?.
.........more played out than the queens bein dealt..

First time back in a minute and you give me this kid...
Come on now... I dont think i deserve this shit...
Your name is the only way your rhymes are crazy...
Just reading your shit straight up slays-me...
Your rhymes are garbage... so don't recycle...
Sure you could be crazy... if your name was micheal...

first time in a minute?..shut up...u haven't been spittin lately
and ya..readin my shit may slay you...but ur's reincarnates me
2 lines on the crazy concept...and as for a battle..you'd duck
ur whack..makin fake personals..about recylcing cuz you suck
sniffin salt water with ur nostril..cuz u suk & u sea u nose
i make my rhymes fresh...you make ur's rotten like tomatoes

Ur flow been used.......sorta like rental cars.
Ur Flowz too Crazy...Because you got

Mental Scars

Ill Trash ur bars an I aint talkin bout no brawl in a Pub.
This is Bear country...You a boy scout,Go crawl with tha cubs.
Hey,These punches Land,and damn sho' get ur face bent.
BY tha time you come around...you'll be askin where this place went!


K?

are u just dumb..or is it all natural?.....cuz you need to follow the rules
and..yea..keep givin me props..dissin Flowcrazy when I was above you(werd)
I guess I got a new dickrider..someone admiring me...and doin it unsilently
and as for the punches..weak as it gets..stay put fag...they barely gettin by me
see you still bolding shit up and adding italics to conceal the whackness
but still....you suk beyond..all I see up there is a free meal in a package

aight, look..
u can change his name as many times.. and ur still wack
cuz ur punches are missin at the line.. more than freethrows from Shaq
forced wordplay n' shit.. u gotta be kidding me kid
u even made a new name to get into E-Syle.. and still got rejected
even been exposed on who u are.. fuck outta here bitch
u can come w/ hard punches.. but they'll still amount to shit

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