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That sounded like a diss buddy :laugh:
there is a diss the person above you |
i meant that K-adik or watever
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K-awdik****** whatever********
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Shit net beef really ain't nothin'/
Smoke that reef, kiddy I'm puffin'/ Six lines the cypher king is back from dead/ Six times the sniper V has cracked ya head/ You really can't do the shit I do/ "You really Kill?" dude uh, yes I do/ |
My freestyle off tha hook,you other cats should hang it up.I lay niggas flat on tha ground,like a dick they can't get up.Get ya shit split up,I do my division pretty well,runnin tha confrence,playin NBA hoops in hell.You say my album won't sell,you right,I'm a cruise on tha charts.While you strugglin ta hold a job,I get bank jus ta start.And you jus a spark,I flame raps like blunts,niggas don't won't beef yall like babies wit no fronts.Pullin no stunts,I do action,all by my lonely,when I slap you over tha head it won't be wit black soxs hommie.No you know me,but you will soon enough and I don't never back down I don't know how ta bluff.
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I rip katz leave them hurtin like they got tight.... fitted capz
Clip Ratz and kill any mc in sight..... that will spit somez Rapz now fa real im sikk to deal wit shit..... i spit wit some wealth Thought Ciggretes where bad for the health....but i relized it was myself ^^^^ To Sikk Bad fo ya health |
im sick wit the flow n i dont need no reference
i tear u up in a battle or flow it dont matter ur preferance i blow ya mind with my lyrical riddles then eat you to pieces like u was a bag of skittles im hot enough to burn the mic for ya information heat it up to the point u get a nostril inflamation i sit back n take a rip off that mary jane n rap up the game wit a chain n let it reign im not tryin to be vein/ im lettin my membrain drift insane u dont want it wit me, i bring the pain i pump out to much fire for your brain to sustain |
elavate the rate of the the earth rate of people liven thats how sick shit gets when i'm spiten on the mic like a dj do it they call me the u.g cuss you be ripped like i'm a weapeon emcee's so gay like the tv show exept flip it starting the strate guy for the gay guys and he likes what he see's u be played out like a cd listin to too much just look you sook i took no pill to still be ill every emcee that battle's me dont no that floe's go wild file me in the xflies cuss im a misstory dis the glory naw just leave yawl gory
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my life is like a toilet cause its full of shit sometimes.//
put my words on the net and niggaz steel my rhymes.// boys put me in battle knowin ima be on top.// last battle i had a nigga cryed to his pops.// i take my time so i can go devostional.// there aint no point of me rhymin if kids get emotional.// ima rapper and niggas try to get me to sing.// i'll kill any nigga and let a blind man watch the hole thing.// so dont call me wrong when you know dat im right.// like vergin girls dont ask just know dat im tight.// niggas know not to test me cause a shoe will go to the hind.// i'll snatch ya brains out cause battlin me ya out of ya mind.// face facts either your wit me or against me.// niggas say they dont like me but crews try to inlist me.// go to war wit me and your swimin wit sharkes.// dis fuse fa life and ima stay at a spark |
I'm straight flowing showing depression opression agression
I'm agitated, aggravated, alienated I'm agile I freestyle complx thoughts my flow is a beacon Its beaming I'm creaming yeah so cheers hand me a chilled Beer Peers are antagonizing, agonizing, In my hood Its not all good free where ever I stood I got ambition Got nutrition my ASIAN intutition Decended from NEW JERSEY got a lot of ancestors in the Open Mic I'm a Molester cuz these wack cats getting rap they gape At my DEMO TAPE its animated created by me fool u Getting fooled, schooled, ghouled my style is a rare Baby bear everyone feeling it Its appealing revealing dealing With special Topics not reall tropic just apprissing Suprising an is arable and unstable |
I pray to the Lord hoping he'll open heavens gates//
Letting me in, knowing I destroy emcees in 2.5 nano seconds into my day// Hopscotching body to body Like Qbert mashing these squares// Just as Happy as Buddy Love cause the fact is "I see nothing but air"// I spit rhymes leaving Ghost in my Shells// Reserved spirits on my belt saving them from an untimely hell// Is it wrong for me to want to be sanctified// Eating these squares like Wendy burgers w/ lemonade and fries// I'm a threat Super Sized, Repping BK w/ the same vision in Biggies Eyes// You rule the world like Pinky & Brain, I want the electric chair for emcees to fry/ one |
Drunkness has occured...words beginnin to become slurrd/
On top of tha world....yah never seen ma type i'm absurd/ Vision begginin to become blurred... but keep movin onwards/ oVer all otha's im preferrd....outta this world bein transfered/ Ill....i belive yah missheard......superior is more tha word/ Tha most respected mc in ma parts and that is conferred/ |
Here I sit in Exile, chisel my face, profile,
I wish I could fake my death, leave this lifestyle, cause this place I revile, I'm trapped, but meanwhile, The world outside goes on without me, my parents don't trust, they doubt me, black van 'cross the street, stake-out me, You claim to carry a gun, know how to use it? I wish you would gimmie an excuse to lose it. If your in the market for the best, I'll paint a target on my chest, with no vest, unlike the rest, and if you're smart, shoot me in the heart, or thru the eyes 2 tha brain, head to the barrel, end this reign of pain, and the mark of my distain will be a bloodstain, so redecorate the room in "brain-matter" grey, have lil kids in the blood splatter, play, and remember that it doesn't matter what you say |
im sittin here lookin at this computer, thinkin
all these niggas raps is fuckin weak and. it aint shit to do no one will battle me i guess im to sweet why wont they batttle me probully cuz my shit is vicious and putss niggas in despise my shit tru most nigga shit is lies its ok doe , i still murder em im giveing you a lesson what im givein em |
Why does everbody have to lie,that makes me want ot pull that trigger and makeem die.
Im only 13 and im white,I dont care if they think my rhymes are good enough cause I know they tight. I aint gonna lie I roll wit a click,and I got a 6 inch dick. All the hoes love me,when daddys start comein out dats when I flee. All these ladies, want me to have there baby's. |
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