u aint sick-wit-it...ur shit is trash ill clean my dick-wit-it...
i got five 8 inch machetes & i'll split ur wig-wit-em'.. :thefinger
ha i kno "G-u-not" & i aint talkin bout Visine when i say i wanna see-u-drop.
ill come quick wit a drive by...hop out & u leave-u-chopped...


:nono: ... :shoot: ... :help:

wow..so you couldn't throw one punch at all?..u must suk bad i bet
all i hear from you is "ooh..I'ma kill u!!"..well go head..try it on the net
the red color is what u gon see afterwards..when i make you bleed
putiin the help smiley at the end of ur shit..cuz that;s what ur skills need
and the no-no is what ur own mother tells u to do..ur shit's whack
forced multis n no punches..& no flow?wtf u tryna do with that?

Ok So What You Duranged
J-five Will Still Go In Ya Pocket Like Loose Change
Leave You Cramped In A Hole Like Saddam Hussein
I Got My Arms Crossed Lookin Like Now Who Playin
Im The Reason While Ya Moms Bought Ya Burial Spot
I'll Pop Ya Whole Fukn Top Like A Cereal Box
You Frontin On Rap Verse
Get Laid In A Black Hearst
You A Bitch Fuk A Suit
They Copped U A Black Skirt

Is the kid hot?nah,not at all,please believe
Get hit by heat,Leave ya on the ground like a maple leaf
Dudes style is corny,The kid comes halfass
The air polluted cuz J5 raps out nothin but trash
C'mon chump stop actin like ya life set
Turn white tee to red,When let out 9tek
and You like a dirtyfighter,nothin but lowblows
Ya flow like paper,Mine come hard like stones.....

Imma Skip Kryhme Cuz Im Fukn Up Cezar
You The Mornin Type Of Dude Mufuka I Stay Hard
You Cezar But On Mike Jones You Jae Gutta
I Got Kicked Off The Site For Fukn Wit Jae's Motha
Sike I Passed The Pussy Like Gray-pupon
Fukd Her In Front Of The Tube While The Cartoons On
All I Had Was Fitted And Some House Shoes On
I Seen Ya Busted Reeboks So I Doubt You Was Gon Lol
And Back To Kryhme You Cant Rhyme Im Makin Ya Shyts Fold
When Im Lettin Off Shellz The Size Of Swiss Rolls
And My Gun Is Automatic Im Lettin Them Shits Go
You Be Hidin Like Damn How Many Them Shits Hold!
A Million! All My Bitches Brazilian.................lol Awww Man Imma Fuk This Site Up..............

J- i'll catch 5 like them jackson brothers, so dont stair
or i'll set the stage on fire like micheal hair
you think you tuff just cuz you claim new york
but you wouldnt be a hard-rock with them cracks you snort
you wanna bring drama i got case'es still going throu court
for cuting a mother fucker up and stuff hes brains in bottle mix with pork
im a sick dude and murder is my model
and like hitler i got 1,000 of men thats willing to follow----- bitch

Listen Fraud Like Dry Lips We Can Crackin
The Five You Mean Is The Heartbeats Or The Jacksons
I Know You Aint Talkin Jay
I Rep The Livin Legends The Can Get The Wessin Today
Im In Court Too 2 Felonies Class A
For Puttin A Niggas Thoughts On The Back Of His J's
You Call Yaself Fraud Cmon Tell Me How Fake Is This
Fag Booty Nigga Sit Down When U Take Piss
And I Got Money So I Know You Dont Like Me
Wut You Pay For Ya Mortgage I Spent On White T's
This Ass Kick Gon Be A Classic Like White Reebs
Im Smooth But I'll Still Fuck U Up Like Ice T's

u weak...lil maggot...i'll put the gun to ur mouth n empty ur back
& u spitin so many lines...yet all of them turn out to be whack
and to you...the whack rhymes ur sage..you immerse n cruise
cuz no one,not even bloomberg,embarrased N.Y worse than you
syracruse?...proves u an urban peice of shit wit no hood at all
cuz i could be trancing for gaze(gays)..yet u would still call

He's gotta be kidding.....Dude is sick an bitter?
Nobody wants trash here!...It'll take days ta get rid of ur Litter!
Droppin What!?!...Cuz I see nuthin but Rubbish!
Constant punches ta ur ego...leavin you feelin gut~less an Sluggish!
Ur battles are uh'....So..so an Okay,but Me!....Been Cold!
While ur punches are washed up like prom night in Tha N.O.

Why you SOo DopE?....Hah!

steel's roasted n u look burned up like u been standin on the beam
my battles ar uh?...see..you just admited u spit for the other team
u are cold...that verse proves it..you ain't nothing compared to me
& take a look at ur sig...u got more men on it than the MLB
n check it..i been here waaay less than u
....and i got as much wins as you....
only thing you got..is that one loss..and u reppin it pride..it's true

Hah...

What a Joke...u call that punches,I call em light jabs!
Men in my sig?...It takes a gay rapper ta think/~/ like Fags.
You stink!...Cuz you cant spit it out,but.."He might Gag!"
His life drags..Cuz he on here Freez~in up.... sorta like tag!
Why I say that?....Cuz he wont battle vets without makin a threat!
Callin it swayin!..I aint playin...No punch need'd,I aint breakin a sweat!

Hah!...*looks at this kid an say's"Get ah Life."*

if i had skills similar to that...bet on it..I'd just be tailing n shit
cuz u swallow the waters...but u still ain't drop a whale of a spit
bringin up memisis when he ducked a battle..so hail to the best
ur discolored up....so it explains why you grayed/grade to an F
u another one my d/r's...i know..you the one huggin my actions
& ur groanin/grown-in up to men like abnormal buddin reactions

Look at this runt bitch..know my flow cold as new brunswick
He's double the chicken..his sounds b-ass like two drumsticks
Like convicts in holes or funerals for youths..I'm never sonned lately
Act like ya added post..brag & boast..but turn around like 180's
Ya life's more tainted..from trickin..than dicks in cece peniston's mouth
Your old crew needed some space..so you the 1 they jettison out
Who's this cat for real?..Like cassidy..he wanna use 22..stack a mil
Collapse ya fillers..cause it's no purpose 4 you to do platinum grills

kick the fuck outta dis teen n then rip up ur spleen
n forced multis n weak punches is all that I've seen
burnin n rippin you..n shove the raze in ur mouth instead
plus a sonned line?..how creative..played out too death
n that i bet...ur shit..plain n simple..is all just crusted out
& then u cap the shit off with some dick lines?..u must be proud