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AYO
FUCK THIS WACK-D-UP KID I SPIT MORE COOL-AID RHYMES THEN THIS KID BE HITT A HOME RUN I FUCK UP MORE NUNS THEN THIS KAT FUCKS ON THE RUN |
damn, i ain't even gonna respond to this shit it was so whack...
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yo not as wack as ur mutha
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oh shit, nah, don't talk bout my momma and hurt my feelings like that.
(being sarcastic...fuckin newbies...) |
HAHAHAHAHHAHA
well then ur papa... LMAO |
your both wack soo shut the fuck up.....
Mystic: Spit one more wack sentence and you'll influence me to display-my-rage,slap you twice then pass you to the crazy-gays// Bad Raps seamen swimmin in ya mouth creates a drowzy-daze,and leaves ya rap tone scratchier then macy-grays// Bad Rap: The saddest story that Bad Raps hope we forgot, is that he had the glory but now hez sittin there eatin-my-cock// Ya verse style is boring like a convo with no talk,and i could beat u senseless with wack rhymes weather u believe-it-or-not// |
2pac 'n' nas are shit they can't rap
.................................................. ... 2pac 'n' nas are shit they can't rap .................................................. ... ALL U RAPPERS ARE SHIT I RULE |
//\\kademikz spit shit, muthafucka better get off my dick/
swears he's sponsored by vokal, hoe how?/ deepthroated a whole pound of semen, that's foul/ like a ball in baseball, tried to be fair but this nigga messed with the wrong man/ he even claims to be an alkaholik drinkin wine coolers of she-man's/ bitch slap him with my hand, next time don't fuck with B.A.D. R.A.P./ |
ayo.
U BITE BITIN FUCKER, U CANT SPIT SHIT, U SUFFER LEAD IN UR HEAD,BAD RAP MURDE U WIT HIS EYES CLOSD FASTER THEN U RUNIN FOR U LIFE, CUZ ITS PASS EASTER// FLOW ME LOGICALLY, IM THE PRODIGY, I RIP EMCEES TO PEACES I SPIT THERE FOUL WORDS OUT LIKE BITS AND PEACES I RIP THEM A NEW HEART; BONES & TISUE HANGS THERE WITH BITS AND PEACES OF RESECES PEASCES |
ALL YOU CHUMPS IS WACK/
YOU COULDNT SPIT EVEN IF U WAS ON CRACK/ YOU BETTA NOT LET ME GO IN MY BACKPACK/ CUZ I'LL TAKE OUT THE MAC, N UR OUT A.S.A.P/ TAKE A DIRT NAP, COWARD/ I'LL TUCK U IN WIT SOME FLOWERS/ LEAVE U STINKIN LIKE A BUMB WIT NO SHOWER/ I GOT THE POWER, TO TAKE OUT ANY MC WHO TRIES TO COME AGAINST ME/ I'LL LEAVE YOUR MINDFRAME EMPTY/ WITH A LOSS FOR THOUGHTS/ I GOT FLOW FOR ALL SORTS, OF WACK WANNABE RHYMERS/ JUST BATTLE ME AND I'LL LEAVE U WIT ALZHEIMERS, BITCH!!!! |
how many times do you have to hear it, your unwanted,
go back to the main street and bitch flaunt it, thats all youll ever be good for given head, you got done more times in the "ass" they told him the "donkey" was dead, stop trying to get seen you a.d.d bastard, go back to playing mortal kombat and trying to beat the master, your style is whack, you sag like my sack, when i nut you yell " GET BACK" |
Spittin that wack shit .. Ray you should just be gone
Cause I`m dropping the Jay .. like my jumper was on :) |
Xpoz'D i heard u a fag
ya mom told u was born bent over straight ryhme bitter oops meant to say pillow bitter give up the thug rappin mentality we know when the beef come u a runner not a fighter FAGGOT |
^ Your wack .. get out the game ..
Fucka punchline .. look at his name |
Look at my name
whats really poppin if i eva seen ya ass in the hood ya body would be droppin ha ha ha ha u so nice juss 4 u ya cupcake ass nigga imma retire FaGGOT |
yo playboy, i don't play boy/
droppin bodies? shit, only thing ur droppin is soap/ not gettin raped by men, u better hope/ they'll have u on ur knees so quick, u gonna choke/ tryna buy weed and coke when this muthafucka broke/ i'll end this battle by throwin u off a slope/ |
UH OH PLAYBOY I THINK SOMEBODY'S TRYIN TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE/
DONT WORRY I'LL GET THE MAC ONE DOUBLE, WHILE YOU GET THE SHOVEL/ CUZ WERE GONNA BURY THESE CHUMPS/ LEAVE'EM WIT PERMANENT BUMPS AND BRUISES/ WE'LL STOMP THEM OUT SHOELESS/ LETS DO THIS, AND SHOW THESE PUSSIES HOW IT GOES DOWN IN DA HOOD/ LAY IT DOWN LIKE WE SHOULD/ AND FLIP THIS SHIT LIKE A BACKWOOD/ CUZ THEY AINT UP ON OUR LEVEL/ THEY'RE LIKE CUBIC ZIRCONIUM, WHILE WE SHINE LIKE BEZEL/ THEY'RE RHYMES ARE SOFT, WHILE OURS BANGS LIKE HEAVY METAL!!!!! |
ill start this shit off with deenis a bitch
hit u hard n watch ur head twitch i begin shit like an ignition switch its sick how u like heavy metal but this aint rock its rap so settle or spit loud annoying shit like a kettle n ill leave u all battered with bruises a naked guy or girl see which one he chooses turn on the light he chose the guy spittin excuses spit shit n we'll see who loses |
wack shit again from this clown
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I dont see why nutcase is still rappin/
His pathetic career is fucked nothings gonna happen/ When this guys raps, he sees no one clappin no one likes you boy stick to servin a maccy d's, or shelf stackin/ Whats the point in tryin tho really/ u suck plainly put Ur lyrics all die so quick, put clearlly/ |
wow dawg wot drugs are u on?//
look at ur wack raps, didnt ur ma tell u to keep ur trap trapped?// talking about dieing im feeding of this verse ill burn u to hell and still rob ur purse!// im lethal, ill inject u wit evil// gay ass rapper u be, im the homophobic queen tht will scalp u clean// |
Oh shit BAD RAP i like the way u suckin my dick
but wit comin at me ya career ends extremely quick they call me playboy for a reason bitch juss ask ya chick my backshots make the hoe harlem shake and twitch its cool though lil homie tryna get at me to get starter shine its like me rockin 30G chains and u stuck on starter shines i juss started this rapbattle shit cuz on bored but get at me next round doggie cuz u juss got whored FAGGOT |
Guess who....Bounce just stepped in the room/
The person above... I'm about to consume/ I got no beef playboy but I'll deliver your doom/ Animate then violate you in the realm of cartoons/ ORCHASTRING YOUR ETERNAL CHAOS AND GLOOM/ THE VERY LAST SOUND YOU HEAR IS THAT OF A BOOM/ Radiation released from my nuclear shroom/ My advesary deceased and confined to a firery tomb/ Incinerate your every molicule and sub particle in a plume/ In this heated exchange eveyone's quick to assume/ They'll be the last man standing is what they presume/ A pathethic intellec with no dialec just another buffoon/ I just diss-missed this mindless babbeling baboon/ |
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In the realm of the shadow the clandestine agents of decimation wait in a higher state of awareness metaphysically manifesting thier agenda via our subconcious receptors... To be continued |
only reason they call u playboy... is cuz u posin for it/
fuckin drag queen even got fake, implanted-tits/ njz, couldn't spit hot shit if he had dragon's breath/ if you keep messin with me, boy i'm gonna be ur death/ put u in the ground, six feet down, sleepin-with-the-maggots/ i'll be laughin cuz i finally got rid-of-this-faggot/ |
dawg your fucking name says it all// the fact that im better then you is something to 'recall'//bad rap is your name in this site, nigga your sad//(as in u fucking suck),but turn that shit around and you rap bad//your lyrics suck and so do you//my lines sliced your body and lyrically murdered you//your shits over you cant spit again in your life//my lyrics confined you and you got slaughtered by my knife
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purple haze swears he's a pimp in his sig, he nuthin but a whimp/
i'll beat this bitch so hard he'll dance around like a chimp/ don't think ur tough cuz u call ur self purple haze/ purple is the official faggot color, shit, ima leave u in a daze/ says people hate him cuz he got more game/ we ain't talkin bout playstations man, i got more fame/ i'll pick u up by ur collar and drop u like a rat in a maze/ you better retire form RB and become a pastor, just like MA$E/ |
DAWG STOP IT WIT YOUR BULLSHIT RAPS,
YOUR TALKIN OUT YOUR ASS THAT MEANS YOUR RHYMES ARE CRAP/ YOU DESERVE A SLAP FOR TRYIN TO COME IN THE GAME/ YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF, CUZ YOUR WHOLE FLOW NEEDS ALOT OF HELP/ BUT NOBODY WILL EVA GIVE IT TO YOU/ THEY RATHER SIT BACK AND LISTEN, TO WHATS GONNA COME OUT YOUR MOUTH NEXT/ CUZ IT MAKES US ALL LAUGH WHAT YOU WRITE IN YOUR TEXT/ YOUR WEAK, YOU GOT NO FLOW/ U LIVE UP 2 YOUR NAME/ U GOT NO SKILLS BUT STILL TRY TO ENTER THE GAME/ UR GOIN AGAINST THE GRAIN/ YOU'LL NEVA GET THROUGH/ SO STOP WUT YOUR DOIN CUZ EVERYBODY'S MAKIN FUN OF U!!!!!!! |
yo, deeni likes to talk a lotta shit, when he can't back it up/
if he walks down the wrong alley, this nigga gonna get fucked up/ talkin shit sayin that i don't have n e flow/ tell me, when do "help" and "you" rhyme...stupid hoe/ does he actually think that, that was a rap?/ seems like he typed his whole rhyme with a finger that snapped/ so yo, next time in a cypher don't post under me/ cuz even though ur a faggot, i don't like men tryin to blow on me/ |
ya need to get on with that, i hope your respondin back/
you best be alarmed though Joe comes armed with raps/ postin under you's the only way your raps above mine/ ya name suits you well, kid, ya raps smells like fungi/ type all day and you cant lay what i do in one line/ above you so far you confuse me with the sunshine/ |
yo look at dis wannabe 'joebird'//
he kept on talking but only shit was heard// his lyrics are crap no wonder he sucks so bad// niggas mom has a bigger dick then him so he gets mad// its ok 'joe' you dont have to be ashamed// ur not the only one my lyrics washed-away// this shits over im done with this 'newbie'// my lyrics cause your mind to hear noises like you were watchin a loud movie |
purple haze, i'll circle you for days/
use the sword in your avat. to cut off ya leg/ you cant mess with joe/ fuck ya leg im choppen ya left testical/ sew it on your forehead to make the lesson known/ ya dickhead, end up in the woods with the sticks red/ ya dont rep the hood, all ya reppin is ya gimp leg/ |
Information for Joebird, this is quite absurd/
this is my first time at this forum and I already see your a nerd/ You must have broken wings/ When we trow down you can use nijitsu or karate/ Bad news for ya/ I pack a shotty/ They wont be able to identify your body/ Your giveing me the impression/ You wana get involved in my rap submission/ Put your body in the woods and have the CIA questions/ 1st lession dont try and go against Mr.Yuckus/ Im known to cause a Ruckus/ Just dont trust us\ |
i chose my weapon, a needle that comes infected/
with various viruses that i injected next to ya necklace/ plus im glad you saw me first in this thread/ since you saw me first from now on just call me Dad/ cause child you need support, but my lyrics desect ya/ i guess im bad father, with my beer and my hefer/ |
MR Yuckus you've just met Mr don't-give-a-fuck-us/
Bouce'll pull out my- sword and make you suck-us/ The Doggy don't play do ya wanna exchange some verb-play/ Cuz your ryhme didn't phase and I'm still not amazed/ My intellec will break=ya neck and sear your nutz w/a blaze/ I'm stepping outta-da hayze, spewing raps in a maze/ Searching for your non exsistant or simplistic brainwaves/ Now your ballz have been BLAZED FRECKYSIED-N-FILLET'D/ OH NOT 2 MENTION OYT RYHMED-N-VERBALLY SPAYED//// |
You'll quickly get snatched up for your beer and weed/
Where I come from someone talkin about hanburgers you sound like a dweeb/Look you chump you need to call someone thats gonna have your back/ Goin heads up with me is like over doseing on crack/ Im the only real virus like the west nile disease/ please stop with your phony rhymes you sound like a kid from chucky cheese/ A punk 3rd grader with a vinarial disease/ You cought maria laria from your sister thats portugease/ Your always found on your knees/ God put you on this earth to please/ My rhymes burn with a 3rd degree/ |
im glad you wrote back with what you have to say/
Yuckas gettin smoked by Joe till his lungs decayed/ but you aint gettin high cause you still at low levels/ i step on you bitch like car's with chrome pedals/ i talk about hamburgers cause i dont give a shit/ i could talk about murders and guns with a clip/ but that would be redundent, raps stay stunnin/ ya raps stay old and played out like ya woman/ |
4 yukus the dumb fuckus
WHERE YOU AIMING CUZ I KNOW IT'S NOT ME/ SICK IN YOUR STOMACH FROM SWALLOWING H.I.V./ YOU DIDN'T ADDRESS YOUR SPINLESS RAMBLINGS/ IS IT BECAUSE WITH YOUR REP YOUR GAM-BLING AFRAID TO ENGAGE THE B.O.U.N.C.E. D.O.fucken G/ releasing my flow with the thrust of 10 G's/ or RU bussy passing out smiles from down on your knees? |
Your personal hygene is looking kind of mean/
Your breath is kicking like bruce lee/ and meaner then mr. T/ this aint no joke, this aint no game/ you can get killed if you think im playin/ what you know about murders and full clips?/ stick to what you know homie, and thats dick/ you got the heart of a pop tart/ you fuck tard/ helmet wearing crippled fruit retard/ on the special bus to pre-school/ your a fool, and everyone knows it/ when they read your posts/ listen son, chaulk it up to experience/ put it under your belt, and destroy all evidence/ this confrontation makes you look like a punk pussy little bitch/ -Meddaphedi (on Mr.Yuckus's name)- |
Yuckus, DaFeati'd, whateva ya name/
how about you get a flow and some relavent sayins?/ i mean shit ya last 3 lines dont even rhyme/ take ya time and slow down and maybe you can shine/ HAha oops sorry i didnt mean to giggle/ but i think ya so dumb you couldnt play the middle/ |
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