Now My Punchez are crazy leave millionz hurt
I Got More Skillz around then there is of Dirt

Guys like like "def" comedy "jamz" Coz his shyt make me laugh
Not because it's funny because it so fuckin wack
Puttin him down like dogg with a leathal injection
Gettin snuffed out and imma be all over him like a virul infection
His rhymes hav bin layed down more times than a bed-spread
Yo you cant touch im bigger than this whole fuckin thread

Your Wack Kid, And Everybody Knows You Can't Hold Your Own,
So Call Me An English Teacher, Coz Shackels Just Ain't Known (noun)/

Speaking of shackles, your b*tch shackeled you to your bed
And then she got out the whip and hit you til you turned red
But don't come crying to me, b*tches around here end up dead
It's as simple as pulling a trigger and fillin 'em up wit lead

I greet ya wack line with a smile turned down
how ya rap own with known and associate it with noun?
these "pro - created" "lines" of "focused" "dope"-ness
''gave birth" to those like wrecker... wack textees holdin' they "noses"
rhymes "blow"... styles more like "felatio" than "ILL" flow
"Grammatik"-ally speaking... you weak... so just chill yo!

*don't sleep on all that wordplay!!!*...lol... sorry wreck ...ya just happened to be above me... one

Pac got Ill-Grammatix "debating" "antisapating" and "waiting" on wether or not u should b "rating" this shit or just playa "hating". .. .

all this 'beef' between folk on the "net" aint gone break no 'teeth' it aint gone bring u "respect"..ma 'fleet' gone bring ass down like fingers on a "fret"(1)

pick ur 'card' of "death" the right one will give u a 'hard' time to take a "breath"...do ur mum in the 'yard' make a "mess" to create "stress". ..

Pac b 'living' up to his "ambitions" 'giving' shit up like a 'toilet' "transition" dont 'spoil~it' like when ur man start's "pissing". .. .(get it?)

Pac got 'more~flows' than a "water~foutain" i b stacking 'more~hoes' than the "tallest~moutain". ..the "callers~pouting" make him look more sexy when the "ballers~shouting". ...

This Cat Couldn't Spit a Cool Verse If He Was Spittin Out Ice/
Imah Let This Bitch Know Get Up in Ma Face You Gonna Lose Ya Sight/
Betta Belive Im Your "Opacalypse" And Your over Its The End/
Why You Got Pac On Your Avy Yo he Wern't Gay But U Can Pretend/
I'd Hate To Waste My Lines On You Your Not Even Werth It/
Spit Hot Lines Nah But You Can Paste Mine it's Only Way You'll Be Perfect/

.. .. .. >:/ .. .. ..

pac verses reherse~less so reading my text is worth it, while some of yall is walking thin lines like you tight rope in the circus, freestyles is search~less so you far from being practicaly perfect, so when you drop you couldnt rise to the top if you diver dropped and rised back to the surface.. .. .
pac toss ya topics wit verbal robotic phsycotic apacolyptic criptic vision burning ya retnas like cyclops, my nines pop but dimes get dropped, niggaz wanna see me in the precinct, and its not one freestyle yall niggaz spit that came out decent, at least in recent, but its no time to check history's, but im sure some of yall bit from other niggaz and now spitting about his~ story.. .. .. ..
pac's in attack mode so my tracks attackin hoes, leaving them voilated and raped without DNA samples or torn clothes, i warned hoes accross the board so yall should of took heed, cuz now ima be here for a minute and sworn in to take lead.. . pac verses burning ya flesh like JOc itch but except theres not a can of tinactin or goldbond that can stop this shit, you aint out~toppin shit wit them bullshit spits, you'll get left wit nothing less then stitches in ya top lips.. . .. .. .
niggaz impressed wit the way murder can throw flows back, and putting more numbers on the board then hall of fame throw backs, slow ya tracks cuz aint nobody coming to listening, so for votes you'd have to promote cha self wit a lot of ass kissin.. .. .. .. .. ... ... ..

Yo Im good and u kno how people say Spice-It-Up
This Nigga Suck so much he only kno how to Whack-It-Up
I Smack Him Up U Freeze Dollaz so again i gott Crack-It-Up
Crack-It-Up Punches U-Lack-It-Much U Lost Somthing Perhaps-Ur-Touch

Every1 else dun poster a decent rhyme
Saw urs a new post, red it, what a waste of time
Callin' urself Def Jamz, u best go home man
With wack ass verses dat lighter dan grams
all I can do is sigh at ur bitch ass up in here
ur so incredibly wack, to my eye it brings a tear
ima kill u, giv ur wings, please fly to heaven
cos down here on Earth, u wack despite ur every endeavour

Elusiv huh G bet you can't bob and weave these blows
I too see the bitch in U-K and its common just read his flows
Real SkiLLZ you don't have mad cuz I mastered mine
I name ur rhymes Tobie so respect ur Masters MInd
This is out to pasture time, after this its back to the homestead
Force feed u slugs from the nine just to keep my hoes fed

Who da fuck is dis nigga Barz n Penstripes,Tell you da truth ya nuffin but hype,You from da NY,you just swingin a steel pipe,while my shells from my cold steel take flight,You couldnt see me dogg,if we was in darkness and i was da light,you say you force feed slugs,i bet you force feed dicks in ya mug,Dont think u gangsta cuz u From Brooklyn,Cuz im from Atlanta,and my nigs will hav you shooken,pockets inside out,talkin shit wit no clot,Sayin he a master mind,If he was a girl, he could master mine,I mite as well be a dick wit viagra,cuz stay hard,i chop dis nigga up,they hunt em like dey lookin for shards,If i eva got da lowest in da pile,I'll just drop my cards,pull out my tech,pop a bullet 9,9 times,make em fly high,dem bumps aint hives,some one get dis cat,before i make he loose all his 9 lives

yeah I know about ya "type", ya text is never on the ball...
Hey, yo,I been to ATL ... to y'all the "Underground's" a mall!...
Talkin' bout y'all hard and shyt and how y'all leave a nigga shook...
Ya Mobb ain't Deep.. you ain't even halfway to being halfway crooks...
Step in the Brook... you niggaz left in bloodstains and mud...
pop da hood and have ya "steppin in da name of love"...
you ain't dirty... just a bastard with garbage delivery
*bang* one to da dome... dropped the microphone... end ya misery!

just so ya know... when ya fukkin with B.A.R.Z. ya fukkin with the C.A.M.P.!!!

Yo B. holla at me dawg!!!

your punches are whack, structure needs jesus in its life...
claim your married to the game but get a divorce from your wife...
just a guy with a light weight title with "nothing weight" drops..
this cat gets beat to the floor like im L.A. cops..
your useless to me so ill post in under a single minute..
you people say this cat is ill? yall niggas gotta be kiddin...

so... ya got about 50 more posts than me...
and I suppose you think that makes ya ass a dope emcee?...
quit joking with me! cuz deep inside you hopin' to be...
a carbon copy of my image but ya choke when ya key...
get broken in three, it's I.G. nigga, smokin' with ease...
I'll take a long drag off ya "SIG" and have it blown in the breeze

the cat in the sig could merk you yet hes only a cartoon...
with non-carbon copied flows, cuz no, hes not like you...
you steady "bitin" off these "niggas" like racist pitbulls...
but this should be my last post cuz i dont rap against fools...
please dont come back kid, yo rhymes do nothing but bore us..
you only got "ill grammitix" cuz im "sick" and "spit" on ya "thesaurus"...

PHanom

Lookz like his record stacked up ta 9-2
Ya Record whould look sloppy when i get Thru wit U'
lol im bored thats not even a diss lol!!!

I see tha reason why you call urself phantom// :laugh:
weakest comic book hero since the green lantern// :help:
dressed up in purple tights an thats ur steez// :rolleyes:
on the surface this fights like the boy wonder against Mr.Freeze// :evil:
u always need a rescue ranger.. ta save ur ass//
actin dangerous when I know ur soft like a ladies gash//
why u wastin ur time ur rhymes r wet an mushy//
evry line u write is an upset like ur momma's pussy//
So dont let tha Drama Push Me!!

Yo man instead of sucka on cock,u can suck on dis glock,pop shots,and put ya brains on ya block,for a nigga name thats cold steel,wit dis 9 u get easily peeled,and go ahead and rais ya thumps up like a bitch,hitch hikin holdin up signs saying i rap for a dick,Dis dumb nigga went to dicks looking for some balls,so he can run up to me,and get his brains on the wall,and now u actin hard sayin dont let da drama push me,u just gonna get ya ass pushed in,like da head of whitney,So stop actin like u a real memphis Ten, cuz we all know dis cat get bent over by other men

:nono:
Dirty D or is it dirty dick//he 36 wit..//
cum stains on his teeth an a sack of nuts on his dirty lips//
faggot talkin bout more dick than tracy//
tryin face me need more than those hands if tryin ta erase me//
he really WANNA embrace me!!but he knowin I dont like Gays//
he sayin"u just gonna get ya ass pushed in" :hump: yall know Dirty D really likes glaze...all over his face//
Jus check his flow he use dick all over the place!! :spit:



-ColdSteeL"the BOSS"

(lol...i know...) :thefinger

mna u 'speak shit' and now u gonna be in a 'deep think'
when u 'break yah ribs' and yah wife starts 'making me kids'
ill leave u 'druged and thuged' and 'alone and unloved'
cause yah mom has 'my daughter' and yah 'daddy caught her'
and me fukin like 'monkey at the zoo'
he thought it was better porn then 'watchin misses magoo'

Theres not a tolevel for ur tolerance if i can barely notice you~
I spit rhymes so hot youll think the devil wrote this too~
Joined in december and you got eighty four posts~
In your 5 battles theres been four roasts~
I *cook* up these hot rhymes like im makin alpahbet soup~
I leave your head aching like u stuck upside down in a rollercoaster loop~

352 posts and that's the best u got
Ill is an understatement for the FLATLINES u Rock
Someone get jumper cables to revive his rapbook
Man, if ur fire how many matchsticks that rap took
I say 2,000,024,000 & 5!!!!!
InGenius Mind only when ur sucking Einstein off right

mna u so simple i could ' burn yah letters' and u will 'lern the scriptures'
cause ill rhyme tight so u 'urge man bitches'
ill 'rip yah internals' and in the furness ill 'drip yah externals'
like molten lava u run down hills like 'dieareha'
ill 'break yah neck' like a match stick then 'make yah text'
more wak then yah 'missus in bed' cause the 'tissues are hopless for head'

With Volatility I break itty-bitty silly emcees basically
If I jump in ur ass, i'm In-TOLERANT, leveling impatient emcees Blatantly
I show mercy breaking wack emcees like DJ's these days
U dislocate I relocate body parts a minimum of 3 states flag poling ur PJ's
Staple gun a post-it note on each eyelid reading "WACK"
Don't let ppl gas you, cause the truths right b4 ur eyes believe that

this cat dont know what he sayin, hes really confused....
barz and penstripes should just be bumped an bruised....
thrown in a gutter to rot, left to be eaten by vermin....
this gay bitch has a group called, "The Sperm Men"....
slapped wit a tennis racket slammed with a truck....
when it comes to your lyrics man, we just dont give a fuck....

Why you talkin bout cats and animals,your a peice of grass and im the antelope,you trippin cuz my rhymes are so dope hittin on some 90yr old bitches but your boat wont float,you shook cuz there aint no such things as half way crooks and there aint no such thing as half way fuckin,you lookin at a lyrical rap machine man im cookin up a verse thatll make the whole streets slam so listen up thought is somethin there isnt enough of...
debated by the fate'll make you pay for all the favours and the papers ive been saving cause i gave them all the labour,when i cater to the major, invaders and better haters ill take them over later maybe you can pay the waiter for providing with the dining of the writing cause ive never been deprived of the life that im hiding,aside of it all i realised its small-theres more memories to build than make fall....

cum on dawg wut kinda fuckin name u got
i could want me 2 rain on u
well yo girl got ya spot
thougth u was gone get away no diss aint hate
dont be mad ya age n ya post is da same u 8
dats y u off line yo ass taking a nap
afuckin newb well ya record show dat (0-0)
jockin '8' mile get ya own style
look at ya profile 10 dollars on hand damn
walkin huh u not mobile
go work on ya flow u slow dat shit dont rhyme
like throwin clocks in da trash dat was a waste of time
just cuz u spilled juice on yo shit dont make it a punchline
go quote 8 mile again u Busta w/out Rhymes

psa yeah this cat be smokin'
But it's dick not smoke he be chokin'
he drags on his wack verses
no matter what I win when we versus


lol... sorry... no beef

To Drag-On: four one five you strive to survive in this rap universe the bright lights are comin from up on high,just fly on your ego til you die i neva lied in the words that i right your gonna go home tonight without your smile,sit and think for a while,how u got out-rapped by 'Reign_on_Me' the 8mile wonder sat in his seat,clickety-click-clickety one more time,9 messages now bitch howd u like the rhyme?

dont be all mad my nigga
i was just doin wut da
Cypher said u really wanna battle i'll
kill u

Ambition often preceeds intuition....in ya mind-
since then I've had the preminition to open ya head with a kitchen knife-
wrench it right...3-60 around-
move down along ya back and rip out ya spine-
2nd team cat...stick to the pine, Im quick wit tha 9-
And fuck ya city like Jay-Hova-
Nets lost the fame so tha Roc took ya ballers, now its game over-
New Jersy's lame covert, expose em like flashers, my aims over ya head-
mentally, but physically I'll put ya brain over ya legs-
fucked ya babys mama-
I put my DNA all over ya eggs-
exsuasted vocabulary-
somebody put this poet to bed-....still feel Ambitious cuz!

If youe tha grand scheme Im tha master plan,
I pop that cannon to punk ass niggas like you whos lame,
then go back to tha block and spit at ya dame,
and thats only my B game,
a reply back will only get ya pop like tha pimples on face,
fuck with me and get ya soul erased,
you puttin nigga to bed, thats a no no,
just from the look of that flow, Ill eat you up like HO HO's......

yo Young Santana ur weak then a baby panda
so bring yo ass back to earth
cause yo shit just gettin worst

Your name is just like ur style... rushed~
When we battle im gonna leave you crushed~

2 lines cuz we in a crew lol

His flow isnt crazy but its has a mild retardation,
your parents need to be shot for trying to increase the population

ok so you won 5-2,and you probably know what im gonna say to you,but dude wheres the fun in that,take off you hat kick back and lap up this mad rap, see the people start to tap lyrics is wack,def jam is comedy do you see me laugh? your an openin act that needs no introduction,you choke and everybodys lookin im fuckin you up,although you stand tough, anuvva rhyme like this and youll have had enough

fuck rappin nigga, honestly u need to be quittin it
i dont gotta say i'll kill you...ya open mics already admittin it
how does it feel gettin ripped by niggas with lower posts (45 to 42 right now)
be real..only time "ex" kills is due to an overdose
im bout to give you a whole new meaning to the song silent night
and you aint hard...stabbin a keyboard is the only time your a violent type

(i like personals)

no shit, nice cypher.

i kip n kill with sips n drill.
im too ill to cathc a case from cypriss hill.
your moms my hoe, shes on my toes.
if you want the truth shes domed my nose.
im a real gangster, straight from hood seven.
like osama, ive got the dough to change slurpees to 9-11.


reppin the council, boo yah.

ill verbally abuse dis loser he will neva spit sick/
yea prophet had a good verse but damn get off of his dick/
now listen up bitch talk shit my dick quick to box ya tounsils/
ok u reppin da council well im rippen da council/
so keep ya mouth shut and eyes open and listen while i school ya/
lol u suck so bad even ya sig boo's yah/

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