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"phos, fate" "urine" plz, kid you're fronting with lines
you're forcing the played shit, like a bitch raped multiples times all your wordplay was forced, this bitch kid will last? 'slike you and your boy experimented with dicks in the ass ^^see, that was kind'a simple, but that shit's nice, right? YO, I'LL HAVE YOU DIE, DAWG.... JUST LIKE FUCKING DICE you're not wanted here... the fucking nerve of guys know that when i spray MY shit... i'll move this herbicide you're wack at best, with gay moves that're trash at text if i remind you of a bitch, it's cause my Goal is to hack your chest ^^only them gold digger types gopher you, nothin' but stress so there's really no need for my bullets to tunnel this head i don't care if you do audio, too - my rhyming is raw i'll beat you in a series of lines, that'll wire ya jaw you have no reception, you're just a fucking disgrace hit puberty... maybe then you'll get some fuzz... on ya face there's an extent to your wackness, just stop it dead or i'll draw the line, wit'a fucking knife across your neck you can try and fuck with me... but this hoes shook but it'd be like the link to ya profile, leading to no good i'll hack your skull into pieces, showing your wigs split no one got stock in ya rhyme, i'll beat you like it's nobody's business |
Now you should be excluded from the season see, you think your teasin me
Nah it's nothing like that As we can see Son couldn't come back on his own, so he felt the need to feed You drop wack all the time, we just await on atleast a decent read I thought you had potential to be plan A, but Vitts gonna leave em' B My shits over you kid its no secret you should think twice about actions ya foo And be careful what you wish for since it most likely is going to happen to you! Bars fly quick I'm ready to put his fat ass to sleep, hand me the harpoons He can be Comedian but couldn't be a comic if he was a fucking cartoon My bars ruin your plans drop you where you stand, in a pile of shit son This bitch must be a Detroit fan... Because he'd be Lion if he said his wack ass bars aint being Piston! |
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i'll be honest/ nobody here is fucking with me/ im killing unprotected faggots like im H.I.V da H.N.I.C/ charge thru ya crew like a gold digger/the gold member pipe ya bitch cuz im a go getter/ and you can go get her/ she'll tell u im the shit/ i bless the cypher with my presents like im saint nick i run lames like vitticus/ off the line like mike vick/ sort of like the eagles sending dawkins on a saftey blitz/ and if he likes detroit u must like chicago cuz the bull u talk ah make put the black hawk where you swallow/ dawg i will thrash u/ bag u up then drag u/ down to the curb so the garbage trucks can have u/ |
^what happened, bitch.. who told you to rap this shit?
matter fact, i'ma stop right here... cuz u too whack to diss! |
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look/ if i was u i'd prolly stop too/ i see why trus predicted u to fucking lose/ your post mean zero they should lable you the noob/ stop posting for attention read the mag on how your viewed/ :nono: |
You burning me? None of your lines you drop ain't that hot
they should label me a noob... but you replaced that spot! I viewed the mag, they said I'd win, no competition chump while you're in the league, and not even mentioned once Why post against me, like you really doper than me? when only thing dope in ya post. . ....is the bar you quoted from me! |
i told u son to read before u post but u aint listen/
so quotez pay close attention to the next 6 lines thats written/ NOW/ if remis is inconsistent/ and seen as iffy iffy/ that means u couldn't beat a rapper dawg thats 50/50/ so the chance u post some wack shit is such high percentage that the odds u have on winning fall to none and steady slimming/ to the point no matter what this cat is spittin all he gotta do is post and shawty's gettin the decision/ so the only thing dope about your lines / are the the ones u snort before u post and type u fucks with mine! |
Fag Stop, Ya Names Wack, Too Easy To Diss Ya Kind.
Cuz I C.A. . . . .Drop Wacker And Wacker Every Time |
ha ha i'm not even comin hard.
I'm real curious on the reason I actually flow with this kid as he rides the dick of Remis. . ....and doesn't even know who he is! I'ma giant to this midget, why try to over-step me, clown? I gaurantee whack verses from you... and you've yet to let me down What are you thinking when you actually post those verses? please say ya dropped it on accident and not on purpose! Your style needs pratice cause it's far from perfect I ain't gon waste good lines on em, it's far from worth it You'll never get signed, cause all ya bars are worthless and this verse off the top, ^but Arq rehearsed it So I suggest you stop acting hard with verses cuz when ya buried in a casket, it's hard to surface |
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you got balls shawty i'll give u that! bitch!/ u dont know what faime is and i quote/ my attitude just got worse/ so this ah be the meanest shit i ever wrote/ faggot u a joke so when u flow i laugh/ i expect u to talk shit/ cuz bottom line u ass/ i'ma win this cypher/ and kindly turn my back/ so i would really appreciate u gettin off my sack/ i'ma a 100 years ahead of your quotes/ u against me... is like the the declaration of independence beside a post it note/ your girl love my taste/ i heard her say the shit/ she gets thirsty so...i let her cum baby sit/ the mag said your mediocre/ to me you career is just over/ its been proven a king will always beat a joker/ so in closing your next verses will be ignored/ i gotta focus on that money/ i just did this cuz i was bored/ game. set. match. :shoot: the arquetech |
Boy do I have a job ahead of me *Shakes Head*
Ready? sure... I'm pwning fags for dime so let me luagh at times, I'll trash you lines So next time you drop GA, make sure you got some fucking bars that rhyme I'm heavy hitting you bitch ass bastards with poisinous spits, I'm shocked iWin, iPwn, iRule & if you could get one I..you'd just be a fucking cyclops My shits all gravy I'll mash you potatoes to finish the diss, end with disperse And you're such a waste of time... Fuck it man I'm not even gonna finish this verse. |
Nice played closer, fuck ya garbage text
pathetic how you failed to rip even Arquetech i'll depart ya flesh, and wreck ya phase & push your wig waay back into yesterday ^that text is played? do not start, kid i'd sooner drop a cliche than your hot garbage virgin, iGetLaid & iGetChicks, so don't even lie dawg the fact is - your Mac skills are even smaller than an iPod this alias is hot? quit playing games, ya weakening you can hide under other names... but my missiles are heat seeking |
You suck ass and the fact your shits played, leaves us with a wow son
Seriously you think for two weeks, He tried to double his .500 rec, thinking he could get to a thousand! You just need to stop your raps suck stick to water polo, rugby & stuff Dull son of a bitch is LackLuster, cuz all of his girlfirends were ugly as fuck! And don't stop with the compliments note: what his closer said, stop Read back you remedial son of a bitch you just fucking said I was hot! What a fag I see how you are now thanx chump, now I'll cut his gizards out Now here come so nameplays... I'll lauch him off his house, it'll be so ComPlex he wont be able to figure out Coming to own you and your wack ass posse I'll slash you with a razor, bud & shave your mug poor it in a baby cup so you can fucking tatse your blood I'm crazed as fuck yes I know bitch I'll drop knowledge on your soft ass Take slates & follow by breaking a bottle and cutting you with the top half Word herb just stop please as you can see, aint no stopin me now dude He moved in his new house... As soon as they knew you were Comedian, it brought down the property value |
stop it stop it stop it....your all played to shit, I see wak verses every hour
Coz this nigga Vitties droppin' 100s of bars-------->per prison shower fagget ass dudes...I'll strangle you with your own stretched rhymes You had too many days to drop dope...so why you speeding for deadlines? You aint catching the win...your the little leagues where lil boys will play Im were the noise is made, The only multies I drop, are the ones that'll destroy your face |
Let me kill Wordz real nice now since who really thinks this bitch is a baller?
Fuck a Colt!... This nigga walking in Hor-Shoes...cuz the heels make him look 6 inches taller I'll stick half a foot up your ass son, you asked nice so I probably wont kill him If you the first round draft pick, you a bigger mistake then Mario Williams My scenario is dope and deep I'll stab his knees & forge glass in his shins Carve his funny bones just to see if his bitch ass will start luaghing again Your shits a Haiku no rhymes, fuck that I'll put your fingers in a ransom note Put matchbox vans in your aunties throat... 'til she rants and chokes, watch your dad die while I hold the cancer antidote Then drown your mom in a kitchen sink while I rub your girl softly, slut After I toss her up and drain her fluids in 124 starbucks coffee cups Kill the rest of your family play the tapes the rest of a day like a marathon Stab your aunt in the hair salon... Strip ya sister naked hit the bitch wit 8 bricks& dump her on the Mayor's lawn Call up Nick Fletcher to tie ya girl in my basement then I'll grab my oven mitts Thats when I bring you and cut your dick & super glue it to her fucking tits! Run over ya skull with a Desiel watch brain meat poke out & bleed through My flows sick like injecting Ethiopian People with multiple Opium Needles Gone. |
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