XTC,shouldn't fuck with me/
I use the "X" as target how about that g/
Plus I had your game doing your name/
She called me stupid so I asked for brains/
Her lips pulling on my dick like a dog on a chain/
And fuck the person that's gonna try to diss Gadget/
Jump off this post and land on ya head,there you have it/
Bust this nigga's head till I crack it/
Fuck a vest yall better rock a bullet proof jacket/


check out this battle
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...?threadid=45501

young gadget.....hah yeh young and budget
ill do more than take you on ill lyrically punch you round till your outta dis game offically
only gadget you holdin man is ya lil toy gun from ya baby pram
younging and rhymin ya nuthin man ya shyt your just about as wet as ya mumas clit
she still feelin it from last nite ya know when she turned out the lights? she was goin down on me boy im givin you a fright
so this is it finished your mine your outties tell your mama she still owes me in 40's
nigguh.

I'm not hearin your lyrics X
If i had a hearing aid, you'd still sound deaf
your drug test was postive for pussy in the lab
doctors sent you to rehab, to recover from stabs
by 'gadgets' that ripped your ass
Clean up your lyrics they're nothing but trash

the last time you got any butt
i had put you on the corner in a red dress, low cut
recieved dick form niggers, with your mouth wide shut
and bust kids on your face not giving a fuck

spitomatics spittin static,
It was trashy my shit'll be classic so throw your notebook in tha trash can,
I'm fuckin wit you dog i know you feel tha style,
Like verizon wireless can you hear me now?

You talk shit and your lyrics easy to knock out
You got pushed in so far you got your anus in your mouth
Find you in the bean and drag you round the border
If you a spitomatic your machine must be out of order
No one feels your style because it's nonexistent
Before you attempt to reply get an education

comin at me like you raw but you soft as pudding,
Deceit taste defeat smothered in mesquite,
You corny bastard you ain't fuckin wit a G,
You nothing compared 2 me,
Sucker it's clear 2 see,
Like a lot of other rappers nigga you scared of da bean

haha kid you cant be serious, your verse is a joke
i'td be to easy to burn you leavin ya up in smoke...

Your name's mindless, probly cuz you so dim-witted
You think you can rap, tell me who your kiddin'?
Startin off your two line rhymes with 'haha'
Your shits a waste of time might aswell be blah blah
I'll be leavin' you in smoke til your skills thin as ash
It wouldn't take too long, maybe a minute and a half
Cuz your spits are already down in the gutter
When you step up to me your heart begins to flutter
That's if you have the guts to come up to me
But if you do i'll cut you up, guts is all you'll see
Re-think your style, cuz it sounds outdated
And finally, i think you're personally overrated

I'm tired of seein tha name deceit all over these little cyphers,
It's like every time you creep through my ass is right behind ya,
Like your shadow,
We might as well battle,
I'm down if you down bitch nigga i'll get at you

hahah look at his pic...

you aint no soldier or vet, come sit, its over, your dead
run bitch, i got bullets that'll graze over ya swet
eyes glaze slower, and gets small when i blind you with tha beam
place you in tha dirt, and "find you in tha bean"
mind you that im mean...

fuck it, lol, easy ripping...

ya avi make u look sum like sum type of killer
but all u are is another trashy summer thriller
u honestly goin on beatin on guys like your the end
all u know how to do is get bitch slapped and then bend
pickin up the soap is your hobby caus....thats a life of turmoil
u couldn't b fresh if you jus soaked in sum 'olay oil'(oil of olay)

fuckin "your end" that's what u facin,
And you ain't even start 2 begin you're like a hypodermic needle that ain't penetratin,
Jumpin on my balls like you part of my pubic hair,,
Dumd fucka,
This a real nigga here

there is already a sticky like this
go there..no need for this..