that was the worst newbie spit ive seen/
i coulda hadda betta spit aat u shit at u when i was thirteen/
im thirsty for blood tricks and chicks
flippin this sick spitten script, over on ethics
im spittin conflicts cuz when u spit u mumbelin from all them dicks
im leavin u lookin like farmers n hicks wit bad tans
spit some shit again ill show u to clash hands

You kids kill me still drinken breast milk
Fuck with the dutchess I'll make you hit high notes like silk
Why you keep callen, you still a baby
You ask if you can give me face and I tell you mabey
Lately all I been seeing is Newbies
tryn astomp with tha big dogs This ain't no Cliford movie

i really don't know wat u were thinkin today/
my big dogg for some reason had u chased away/
u talk about babies when u still a lil preteen/
oopsy, mama won't kiss ur boo-boo? it's cause u seem green/
even to tha lady that gave birth to u/
long term's eventually run out, urs did afta i was done hurtin u/
lift up ur skirt and there wasn't a single pubic hair/
and tha sad thing is, neva once in ur life did u shave there/

Oh Oh... Angellica is talking shit....
I can never tell your not a female...
cause from the back you look like a chick....
And the motion of your neck....
cause your always sucking dick...
So your a feminine little bitch..But no one really cares....
Under chases skirt he mad young...
Cause you got a mouth full of pubic hair....

Wheres Your Rhyme Scheme It Must Of Elevated Before You Did//
I Krush Blind So Don't Blame Me When I Step On Top Of This Kid//
ready to take it again here comes my fucken stainless

Ay look, its the rabbit humping frog!
Damn that's worse than my dog humpin a log!//
Is that what you do on your free time,
or do you always work on that lame rhyme?//
Man your so fuckin' funny, your just like that bunny
who is being offered milk and honey//
I'm jus' laughin my ass off,
not much to say,
too bad Hermit only jacked off,
cause he'd be alive today//

HAY YO.........




you got no rhymes bitch im full'a bars.....
poor ass lives in the streets, ya from sunset bullevard....
fuck this cat......i straight shove mc's.......
i gotta diss you........but you still aint above me....
trust me, no respect you get no love......
smoke ya ass easy cause i always snatch a dubb.....

billy spits lame rhyme thats why hes 10 and 15
i'd throw some hard punchs but that be 2 mean
take this double team just so the odds are fair
Truth.. tell us what you really got down there
cuz by the way you spit im still undecided
cuz we all know your a bitch you just cant hide it..

dont they say that gays spittin wack lines are fags..trust..
u too weak to bust..make it better, even kill urself if u must..
BOW DOWN AND KISS MY ASS..he will cuz im his crew leader..
this guy must be a mind reader..cuz he left when i dissed him..
read my verse 100 times over and it might expand ya wisdom..
spit gay lines thinkin u funny..dam dawg u must be the bunny..
when against me u dont SPEEK EASY ur too busy running..

Bitch you dont belog here even if you a leader,
IE sucks tube steak so i'll call you a beaner,
Ur rhymes to weak to try spit against me,
Offend me, like a hoe Ill bust you with a punch then leave you with a twenty,
Cause you need cab fair because you only fiffteen,
Your rhymes arent phat they off the back of lean cousine,
So end you off with a punch that could never miss,
I'll give you a lamp just to tell you can wish,

yo with 954 posts, ya still suck ass-more then most/
this whore is a joke, get up with ya crew-i'd rather take a saw to my throat/
ya not just wack, from ya avy man-i wuld say ya was an alien/
waivin ya hands-ya look like an urban ET-but dun't point the finger/
or i'll break it off, and throw it at ya-ya thoughts stagnant just like ya flowin-stature/
ya aint growin-phatter, kidd ya just skinny and talentless/
cut will damage ya ribs, if i was into homosexuals-i wuld be grabbin ya bitch/

Angellical cant create shit, thinking he's dope\\
Even newbies say nope thats whack why you talking smack\\
Im gonna make it slow in killing you\\
First il ejaculate on you so my cum is filling you\\
Then il slash u with a knife and rape your wife\\
put you in strife hang your ass and watch you die\\
Put you in a grave and seal it, put the murder weapon in the river and conceal it\\
Nobody will miss you at all, your fall unheard of\\

Let me introduce myself, Bounce creep ~N~ like the Stealth/
Emerge and smack this Punk ~N~ Mouth, my style's 'deadly' to ya health/

G Funk thinks he gots that spunk, texting like a rapping drunk/
My flows will beat ya through ya trunk, 'banging' like ya Mamma's 'junk'/

My puches hit while your's just kiss, my verses blaze while your's delay/
Ya shit's not hot, so please just stop, they wouldn't 'POP' Fired from a Glock/

Your weak wack and that's a fact, just like SHIT that fly's attack/
Just step back cuz skillz ya lack, and everyone know's It's SHIT you pack/

G Funk, take's it in the back, we know ya work that Anal Track/

Lisp~N~, Queer~N~ take it in the Rear~N~ cuz ya lyrics no ones Fear~N~/

bounce whatever the fuck, what the fuck?
fuckin lame ass newbs with one battle and 700 posts

dude your not gonna make it so just give up
stand on the corner spittin your shitty raps holdin a cup
people will feel sorry for you and might give you something
only thing you'll get here is a traditional newb bum rushing
hushing, that's what you should try
cause when you say you can spit it's an obvious lie
you can't write you can't spit so this isn't the thing for you
dude shouldn't be here I think you missed your cue
you mentally challenged cock suckin no spittin ass phony
your just shit why the fuck you think no one will be your homie
your finished it's over you'll have no luck
tell me this how many dicks has your girlfriend sucked?
she cheats sayin she needs a real man, so steppin the fuck up is the pimp ass chameleon

she che

Aimmed @ Chamelleon, what?


Fuck you Chamelleon and your whole inbreed crew/
Claiming the westside, but we all know it's more like ya gay-pride/
Talking shit while licking the same off a dick, face it ya sick/
Opauqe to see thru, your invisable to me, like rap is to you/
Thinking a net record brings fame, that shit is so lame, ya killing this game/
When my lyrics will tame, mame and drain, leaving ya thoughts on the sidewalk in stains/
You beat me, not even if I was gay, wana battle, lets do the audio mayne/
That way all RB can hear, just how Queer ya sound shaking in fear/
Elevate to my 'level' before ya get burried in 'medows', ~N~ bitch slapped liked Barney stealing Fruity peebles//
5 and 11, do ya need some exceedrin, cuz ya head must still hurt from loss number 7/
I blaze flows while ya 'Drag-on Style' like Cum through ya nose/
You gots to be stupid or childish like cupid, to step to the Dawg cuz ya know I'll rebuke it/
I'm a surgeon at this, while ya just spitting to miss, no fire to ya flame, just a limp wristed shame/
So here is the 'EXIT' just like ya 'SEX-IT', there's the back door, now step out the game...