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seriously? i'm whack? wow, think about it, i'll have u runnin' home like Tarzan my knockout punches will leave ya face invisible like MaRV the Martian. i'm smart man .. but a criminal, and yes i'm on probation punk bitch. how u reppin' where Queens rule yo location? |
do i have to mention the kid above me is light weight
never came out at night an said he working during the day so u aint know not even at ya very own block you wouldnt spit a hot bar if u sleep at the liberry shop this drop is half assed just like ya every verse look ya spit stinks ya new name should be Mister smelly verse hahaha went no-where with that |
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Rex big guy give up cant you see your not elevatin? im not hatin..i know you wanna quit ...... ......SO STOP HESITATIN You went as far in that verse as you'll go in your life NO WHERE! I would throw a punch but they get the point ......so i wont even go there. I just finished my battle up and now this lames next Rex dont like to fool around....unless its with the same sex! You claim ya sprayin tec's well like MTV im sayin 'next' And now in each line im sayin less cuz ya not worth it well you know wat? I think you do so you can guess haha bitch. |
Aight...
Wordz claim I'm slowing down, but then again, who is him to me? you got it backwards, only thing 'slowin down' is ya winning streak! I'll hurt your feelings wth text, you won't pick up a pen in weeks cause my punches are harder than the dicks he takes in his cheeks! Then MaRVJay n Wordz tried to take me out, got together in defense but there's only one problem, Jay ....you ain't no better than he is! I don't need a strategy or plan when it comes to breaking this coward. automatically, my 'flow fall on him' like 'taking a shower' My punches too quick, you won't even have time to think of a counter! i got 'Johnson & Johnson shells', it'll turn your face to a powder! You talk hard, but wait til niggas wit concealed faces surround ya YOU CANT HEAR ME? THEN, I'M SAYIN IT LOUDER!! Dont post back, or I'll just have to put another merkin on you. and get a job, cause this rap shit ain't working for you! |
real talk. faime ya one of the weakest
droppin lines consistently and aint none of em decent no hate nigga, but you gay nigga. this lame merkin? nah.. but he is a scholar. - a certified brain surgeon |
I'm Not Even Fuckin-Focused,-I'm Chillin, Puffin-Smoke-From-Mines
Rush Lingo ....Damn, You must've Rushed-N-Wrote-Them-Rhymes My Tactical's-Better, Who Can Beat Me, Not Even Half-Of-You,-Never N Rush Can't Be Important, His Name's Not In Capital-Letters! Any Talk-Goin-That's-Bad From Him, I'll Have Shots-Swarmin-Dis-Fag Never Hold Da Toast, We "Can't See You Pop" Like "Popcorn-In-A-Bag" My Lethal-Glock-Spittin-30, Keep Talkin, My Eagle-Poppin,-Ya-Heard-Me? And Have Your Family Cryin "Why Rush" Like "People-Not-In-A-Hurry" |
u sukk nutz nikka n nobodi wantz ta act lyke u
run that back. now, don't i text rap like you? come around me holmes and quit ya mean muggin rush this, rush that. - ya nameplays mean nothin but nah.. i'ma show you how it's easily done with this cypher i'm in a Rush. - see how easy it comes? lame. |
your whole style is past dead, its like you arrived in a herse
I hope when you said 'lame' at the end. . . . . . You were describing your verse And I'll choke you till you hang lifeless like a soggy chest I can tell you rush'd, how?. . . . . . 'Coz you forgot to put anything creative out in your shit. you wack man, take that into more then just concideration 'Coz you droping something nice. . . . . . Strobe dont even have that kind of patience. |
u got nerve chump i'll chop words up! & put dis nigga in da fridge.
..........its bout da get ugly,or is it 2 late 4 dat? my bad it been ugly eva since u dat picture in ya sig. and dont sit up here like u move drugs cuzz u neva was sellin. ...........you neva did a crime only 'criminal record' u eva had was 'thoughts of a predicate felon'. |
lingo - better than anyone or the rest in the buildin
wordz ahgod - dumb for havin an avy makin fun of himself for attention ya verses make us sick, they all suck - its true it's obvious. ya lil rapper is 75 percent happy & hes even fed up w/ you |
I'll Jam-Em-N-Pop-Tha-Thing, Where Ya Punches? This Man-Must-Forgot-To-Swing
Spit So Many Bars, I'll Have "Lines Surrounding You" Like Ya "Standin-In-Boxing-Rings" The Way I Handle-N-Cock-Tha-Thing, You'd Think I Was Rambo-Wit-Glocks-N-Beams You A Fag N You Broke, You Prolly Put Your Hands-On-Some-Cocks-For-Cheese Everything You Spittin,-I-Call-It-Queer, I'll End That Shit-That-You-Call-Careers I'll 'Put Da Blade To Ya Torso', N "Split You In Half" Like "Magicians-Do-Volunteers" |
Its N.Tav, hot.....a.k.a the shhh! to you
They only call you the street child cuz ya landlords keep evicting you And what the fuck? doing-all-of-this-shit-here-is-a-waste So Ima take the slashes out your bars and apply them to your face |
You Speakin-Shit-Rough? I'ma Have To End Up Defeatin-This-Chump
Only Reason They Call You "The Shhh" ...Is Cuz You "Keep-Gettin-Flushed" And Haven't You Notice, They Don't Finish When They Call-You-That-Name? Cause When They Call You Shhh. . ....When They Finish It, They're 'Callin-You-Shhame'! |
fucking loser look at my post count, check when i joined....n hit the deck
your the only one left on this site that thinks shhhh nameplays are fresh Show respect chump just joined cypher to get thrown out I've won more titles on this site than your entire post count and thats word |
Listen,-You-Fag, I'll Take A Piss On All Tha Shit-That-You-Have
You Won Titles On This Site ...But You've Got To Have Competition-To-Brag! How Do You Look, Not Ya Text, But Ya Appearance, That-Stress-Me Call Yourself Hot... Yet Boastin On Beating Some Wack-Textcees! Dude,-You-Is-Wack,-Thats-Tha-Key, I'm Stupid-Wit-Raps,-Mastered-Keys For You, Da Truth Is "Hard To Chew" Like "Food-When-You've-Got-Cavities" I Write-For-Tha-Block, Quit Thinkin You're Tha Nicest,-Ya-Not But Since You Want Ya Title Count To Be Known. . ....I'll Give You A Shell For Every Title-You-Got! |
Jae Blockz - just coz I aint diss him yet.
You dick ride so much, Im still waiting to get asked to caugh The gayest shit Iv ever heard. . . . . .Is in your sig coz your "Niggas-Is-Hardly-Soft" So please refrain from entering the cypher, with your weak style It aint just an alias or ulter ego. . . . . . That make us call you a 'street child' |
Dats Exactly What Bitch Niggas Do When They Know They Ain't Down-To-Flip
They Look At Some Street Shit You Say ...Then Try N Make A Joke Out-Of-it! Watch His Whole-Mouth-Get-Ripped, He's Fake, You Flow-Counterfeit I'ma Street Child Cause I'm From Tha Street. . ....You From A Place Where No-Talent-Is! And Dat Suits-You-Right, Cause You Ain't Got No Talent, Ya Useless-Dike In His Post, He Talkin Foolish,-Right, But Won't When Dem Tools-In-Sight! N When My Dudes-Get-Right, Aim, And Let A Few-Clips-Light He'll Lose-His-Life, Wit "Some Shit In His Head" Like A "Dude-Wit-Lice" |
hold up bitch, tell me what this jargons about..........
of course your nggas is hardly soft, you keep em hard in ya mouth fucking wuss, you just got here, yet ya run starting to end Yeah I keep "beating some wack textcees" your just part of the trend Peep the shine all in your eyes so buy a visor Cuz if you a Street Blockz, Im a manhattan high riser This "Child" aint experienced enough to be felt cuz ya New to RV, pussy and everything else |
You A Fag Spittin-Dem-Lines, Prolly Make Em While Gettin Dick-From-Behind
He Ran Out Of Material, Call Em Tha "Lyrical Acrobat" Tha Way He "Flippin-My-Rhymes" Ya Spittin-Is-Dead, I'll 'Write That On A Shell' So It'll 'Get-Through-Ya-Head' N I Would Flip All Tha Shit-That-You-Said ....But I'd Rather Flip-You-Instead! I'll Hit-You-Wit-Lead, But Just Promise Me You Won't Snitch-To-Tha-Feds Or You Won't Be "Kickin No More Rhymes" ....After I 'Cripple-Ya-Legs' I'm Da Tightest-Of-Tha-Champs,-Seek-More, Tha Titan-That-You-Can't-Beat,-Whore I'll 'Mode Ya', Leave Ya "Insides Wit Dust On Em" Like "Items-At-An-Antique-Store |
dogg stop every nigga on ya block is gay,but once i pop da k.
you can call 'julius' cuzz yo ass gon really a need a doctor jae. i meet ya girl 2 hours ago & gave her cock 2day,u got glocks 2 spray?. nope! while u was doin da rockaway,i was on ya block givin rocs away. im tired of u lil new niggaz,you soft fagget you bruise quicker. i dont care who with ya,i'll kill ya both ya r.i.p shirt gon have 2 pictures. |
You A Bitch-Wit-Fake-Lyricals, I Could Put You In A Ditch-From-8-Syllables
Clips'll-Spray-Into-You, And "Dump You" Like "Chicks-Who-Ain't-Feelin-You" Get Dumped-In-Tha-Trenches, Actin Like You Da Toughest-To-Spit-Shit I'll Hit You Up-Wit-Da-Biscuit. . ....Folks'll Be "Lookin For You" Like "Stuff-When-It's-Missin"! Untouchable-Writtens, You Think I Can't Fuck-Wit-You-Spittin You Ain't Tall, But My Clip'll 'Lift You', Have You Touchin-Tha-Ceiling! Ya Punches-Are-Hittin Under-Provision, Lies In All Tha Stuff-You-Revealin Next Time You Post'll Be Like "Sittin After Takin A Shit". . ...An "Uncomfortable-Feelin"! |
dis lil bastard is worse,i'll start clappin then pack him in a herse.
then have him in a church...come 2 find out dis fagget is nurse. his moms took him shoppin..he aint want kicks he was askin 4 a purse. u kno wuts played besides ya dry ass punches,PUTTiN DaSHES iN ya VERSE! jae aint never have a GIFT his ass just da CURSE ima pull da matic its gon get tragic cuzz im puttin ya dad up in da earth. hol up........ im laughin watchin his hoe spit..cuzz home's writ dat whole shit. only reson they call u street child is cuzz ya bum ass is homeless. sittin up here lyin talkin about his chrome spit,till his dome split. but i guess he madd cuzz his HALF sister suck my WHOLE dick. |
Marv please, be quiet, you make my eyes hurt
The only way NOK people out. . . . . . Is if they read your post of last nights verse man you wak, you lack creativity 57 battles? your records like your rymes. . . . . . Its Hall of Shame history and plus you killing the cypher, with no intencions of revival If banning you means it'll stop . . . . . . Then kemp, let me pinkslip him before he repeats the cycle 'Coz Iv seen monkeys throw twice as much hard shit Marv is still americaz nightmare . . . . . . 'But only coz we fear an over flow of garbage So quit spitting, you embarrassing the bridge wit out explination 'Coz you only from Queens when your dad finalizes his sex operations |
Marv ...
Who You Tryna Buck-Wit,-Kid? He's Just Stressed, Some Guy Come N Fuck-This-Kid Said My Sister Suck Ya WHOLE Dick, But Wait. . ....Ya Only Supposed To Use WHOLE When Talkin Bout Somethin-Big! You Da Gayest,-Fool, Like "Football Cups" You Was "Strictly Made-For-Dudes" Don't Even Got A Dick, During Sex... You Don't Know Tha Way-It's-Used! Easily Slayin-You, From Now On, Better Watch What Ya Sayin,-Dude Or Wit No Cream, I'll "Put Tha Razor To Ya Face" Like I'm "Shavin-You" You Can't Blaze-Me,-Duke, Ya Wack As Fuck, Couldn't Even 'Blaze-Tha-Booth' When I Aim-N-Shoot... It Ain't A 'Party', But Tha Shit'll "Raise-Tha-Roof" Tha Fact-Isn't,-You-Nice, Face It, You Tha Wackest-In-Tha-Cyph So Keep Rappin-To-Me,-Dike N See What Happens-To-Ya-Life! |
im 2 cocky you really think u gon stop me? hater.
watch me,i'll aim at u n i hope u can "slap shots" like hockey playas. u betta get u army..cuzz da funnyest u thought was thinkin u can arm me. im stupid's idol!...lol@user title cuzz u are but ya punches aint new to rv. |
My Fire-Is-Critical, Do Yourself A Favor N Retire-From-Spittin,-Dude
Think Ya Writin-Invincible, But Tha Cyph Is Gettin Tired-Of-Killin-You! We Put Ya Keys-On-Attack, You Frequently Get Beat-Wit-Dem-Raps But Like "Cats When You Feed Them Once"... You "Keep-Comin-Back" You Frequently-Lack Honesty, Talkin Bout Your Heat-On-Ya-Lap When "After Encore Performances" Is Your Only "Reason-To-Clap" I'm Leavin-Em-Flat, Explode Ya Abs, Make Ya Inside Region-Collapse Only Way Your "Verse's Over Me" ....Is If You Had "Jesus-Attached" |
Jae Blockz, Jae Mills, Jay Z....damn, J's is popular in this day
u won't be around tho with all these cats shootin em in the NBA I must be gettin old cuz that verse? yeah, I doubt it's fresh with all them Dashes in it, just readin it I ran out of breath are u responsible for that signature quote? that's not new shit they don't take tops off @ mardi Gras, they just lift their shirt....STUPID! I know...Im down with O.P.P., so I gangbang with Misses quickly when they asked me what SET I claim... I pointed to ur bitches titties nobody wants you and ya AKA reflects on those words that hurt they named you "Da Street Child" cuz u were left on the curb at birth was that verse dissin MarvJay?? really, I suggest you check ur letters cuz I know ur nice with the skillz, cuz you made his crap look better |
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