Listen, I don't understand why you think you're so dope,
Because I can't understand anything you just wrote,
I'll be thinking to myself when I'm trying to sleep tonight,
"Does this fool actually talk like this in real life?"
I'll be honest, I can't really relate to what you're spittin'
When all you talk about is having lots of cash and lots of women,
I never thought that I'd say this, but I feel like I need ta,
It's time to face the facts, man, you're worse than Wiz Khalifa.

Wiz Khalifa aint that bad all he needs to do is clean up
Little mess like this will get us into bad fights and fisti cuffs
I don't like to fight/ I just love em all/
We don't see the light/ so we goin have to fall/
Please don't diss me cuz thats not what your good at
I can't swing big bats without the strength of a big black
I rap pure like good people so you better beware
I don't smoke dosure I just breathe in moisture and air
bombs will tear you to pieces but I'll leave you intact
like a will in the heart of a man I will be exact

weak meat in sight I'm an animal
thoughts of a cannibal you're bitch with a capital
u stepped up to diss, failed, now you're laughable
preaching another race you must be white
you're rack status cause my car fights right
u get left. whats mine ain't yours
whats yours are whores
ur punk takes it AND keeps score
the difference is i spit pure with muscle
you struggle, im on a hustle
refined beast with a mussle

weak meat in sight I'm an animal
thoughts of a cannibal you're bitch with a capital
you stepped up to diss, failed, now you're laughable
preaching another race you must be white
you're rack status cause my car fights right
you get left. whats mine ain't yours
whats yours are whores
you're punk takes it AND keeps score
the difference is i spit pure with muscle
you struggle, I'm on a hustle
refined beast with a mussel

I keep my ice on when I'm racin in the lam
shout outs to my fans on TV and my fam
my super bikes cold and I'm holdin on the frozen handle bars
Spark flames on my clothes imma god on guard
My mind is like a law book handin out the rules
I'mma man and a holy host bring heck to this fool
I'm hot as the flames and the sun that got spikes
you couldn't be "smooth" wit flow like an aerosol can like
My pencil is the arrow of love aimin for ya mind
leavin this hater like angels when my wings start flyin
I've got large amounts of clothes in my closet in N.Y.C
I have tofu in my freezer you could never be me
I'mma reap the toll on this player and his fine ladies
I'm the driver in the seat chillin ridin in a mercedes
Lookin int he mirror takin pictures wit this camera phone
I'll eat your style up like tape worms on ya chromosomes...

Diss 2 to Slobbage...

I'll take all your belongs with the flick of my wrist
fight declaratives are what I use and I'll never switch
I'll fight you... 5 people and still defeat yall
I'll slip ya breast plate and have you in total recall
Dark scenes destroy ya life style it aint worth wihile
see you run in the storm wit the rain pourin wild
I'mma soldier wit angelic clothes throwin lightnin bolts
you can see my heart because I wear it on my coat
you will lose tot he words when they slice your spleen
I'm golden like jeans when I come out totally clean
you fightin a boss get hit and then your tossed
you'll get burnt by my hotness whatever the cost
I move likea ghost and I got on armor
my illness will kill you like a scythe on a farmer
you cant cope losin eneergy from damagin shots
I got ya fallin like the moon because you aint even hot

sub human... I am not...

i dont diss im just a hurricane and your life got in the way
i pringle chips so your flick of wrist wont nab a morsel off my plate
the end is death and its a race fastest out a deadly pace
just shook and passed soar kaid now rock your reigns its horseplay
unless its gain yo no slay no pay no cake take yours no trace
you're too cinematic the fakest action
im real life blunt blowin tycoon savage
i know you wont fight
your words are too dull and too weakling to slice
you showed the chinks in your armor in 16 bars good job
if u were one ud know its no fight but a price to a boss
at worst my flames are a slight loss not perfect real talk
your illness will kill they call it an std
id kill u but that would cause u to flow out red poisonous "eneergy"

Roll in the suburbs for deals on them big wheels
I be on the sell off on this dude everyday its real
Bo Jackson type I be breakin all the ballin reckids (records)
I flipped enought till I got cash out of every crevice
Looks can kill when I see you I'mma keep it breifer
Lock down my presence keep you fallin to me like a seniorita
In prisons this goon thinks that that he runnin the streets
I'm golden like fall weed smokin it keeps my power elite
My moccasins been through ya skull while I'm rockin my chain
Imma rid of you seeing that these little kids never change
Love money so you see me stuntin wit them high ends
Graceful wit words so I keep em as my best friends
Top down on the car roof keeps em in question
I'll eat you like food and leave ya lost in digestion
No weapons on deck cuz I floss a bit differently
Im fenna go past mach five like a ship are you feelin me?

Diss 2 to knowledge

Must I confess bought a chain wit the check
My men look at ya jewels like you stole a rolex
Pull women quickly / soon I'm in the bently
Whole crew wit me flames out the mouth tensely
I'll have you shook like you being took on
My word is bond MC raps like pro telethons
I move fast in my lane / no speed drain
Can't feel this so I consume you in heated flames
Lookin like a sporty man never drunk any fourties
Aint less of a shorty / blocks gonna ride for me
See me havin money everyday livin good now
Hot in the evenin so the raps can cool out
My name is high in the law / of riches
Caught wit ya life kissed death have you missin
I love to see rap stars in expensive rides
high time night leaves / and I watch the sun rise

/ means to pause

Diss to myself since people are barely on here...


I looked up from my bed halo on my head
This guys on the net heaven should drop him dead
I move in the street dodgin flames wit my sneaks
I saw ya go from positive to a man wit heat
But I aint down played I move more in rage
Sky falls but I know my aim / is on page
Ready for the ice on ya dome to harden right
Kid sees the stars but he falls in their sight
My fist is strong so I can see victory
So fast in speed I surpass those in misery
Fall back cuz you mesmorized about the skills
Test you like army bombs for a thrill
Now you forgettin that when the globe explodes
I'm far out past ya home somewhere in another O-zone
So take your mind and technalize that for fun
Wearin heavenly clothes whip tented under the sun

Diss back to myself... ha...

Back to the drawin board and uppercuts liftin yours
Take on e to the chest like crips on the vice lords
My rhymes bring you to a stand still shock
Bringin you pain is certain like life on crack pot
Godly wit the platinum flows and my chains is gold
Ya minds blown and ya cross hairs aim is gowne (gone)
Speed past brothas without the best tires or porelli rubbers
Not scared of the hot clug chuckas or no other
Most times I'm writin but a god when talkin
I fly wit the houston rockets towns see me often
But when I blow up Im takin people wit me
I'm seeking prospects to rap wit / and make histry (history)
Call soar kaid out and get stepped on like corpses
I'll skate on ya limbs like Jett and cam cord it
I'm takin lessons from myself so I can stay real
Kinda like hittin metal ya skills improve for the deal

Might as well, the site is dead. Lets spice this up...

I'm gonna aim at your space ship that you came in
Flyin through asteroids belts like I'm raiden
My brothers in outer space don't lose sight of the power
My lazer shoots at ten thousand miles per hour at you cowards
Put a bandage on ya wound/ Like I said I'm handlin goons/
its all light work to me like sandles on the moon.
My killers reside on planets wit guns./ we often partakin./
I'm hot like standin on the sun without my skin bakin
I'm wit the family that don't care if we, / bust caps at ya ancient armor./
my raps prove that I'mma harder boss./
Like jesus christ our father dyin upon the holy cross like a martyr/
My space whips are from the 40th century/
The drink in my grip a sip of hennessey
So trippped out I cant picka chick to sit wit me
See the places of history within my subjective delivery

/ means to pause

Freestyle!!!

If I can't cope / I'mma do dope
the rest of yall won't see me less I lose hope/
The rocks can't do a three sixty round my neck
I will shoot them choppers next till the slugs eject
Loose leaf raps killin ya totin more than dillingers
Do a lethal move wit my fist just like a monk killer
If I keep a glass shard I can keep ya skills at bay
Gettin good pay for cuttin you up like a flyin stray
I mostly roam wit the bullets goin in ya dome
I can't see you off but I can see you gowne (gone)
The blue sparks out of the gats rough so I can't bluff
I see you lookin for ya life homie thats tough!
Brothas willin to be real which they place on they life
But can't see the fools that pitch a kill on they wife
I'mma tote the choppa like I have much to offer
Opera // is what your gonna sing when I stomp ya /Uhh...
I got the new way to put a dent in ya grill
Brothas hope they winnin like they pro skill

When I take a round wit the big clips.
I'mma short ya life if you don't lay down quick
Ice cold gatorade dumped on ya back fa days
Yes my quarter back gloves strapped for da game
I'm bananas and I do double splits
My man got 2 guns for them each to spit.
I told ya, Ikeep a glock in ma jeans
switch like 10 speeds half off the jaguar 12 V's
prison scene aint cool but I'm still dumpin 5 shells
the slugs hit then Imma be movin thru 5 jails
Murda men set up shop for them to do it
Broke they arms, folded em wit speed of the bullet
Its hard in the city cuz death is plenty
Poppin in broads wit an itch to shoot bottles of henny
Know the cost of ya life on them frosted flakes
Blow a slug in ya mouth and tell me how it tastes

Double platinum

I move unnoticed / got weapons like a shogun
Yeah / catch em asleep then I hit em while I'm rollin
The post man / G's in my pockets and I'm ridin somethin stolen
Oh! / Creep on em and I catch em in the open /
The double glock cost me about a thousand /
mouth open wolves comin cuz I'm howlin
You soften than a muffin / I put in the oven
Bread get buttered / but in the end you are nothin
The bricks get coats on so the buildin holds up
He's high cuz he be takin crack from bouldas (boulders)
Uh! / You can catch me outside in a small porshe
You trippin on my raps / like they all force
Take these keys around / I would oblige more /
Guess I'm ridin in a jaguar on all fours
Lost in the street / like a weed head
I'm about to flow life cuz I think we dead

/ means to pause

I'm doin lost things / in a lost world
I payed the cost boy / like I bought curls
I live it up homicidal for the cabbage
I'm comin through smashin yo smarts like its smushed baggage
I'm bout to throw yo brain out its complex
Sad day for you ya gonna get conned next
Slugs check frozen domes cuz you got an ice cap
flows turn blue when I'm rhymin these ice raps
Test me / I'll rock ya straight wit a black talon
See my nature to control this gat to act violent
Got rhymes that can still the ice in the sea
Multiple clips cost 200 I'm just rightin the fee
Wavin this copper cuz gangsta is way too gutterish
Shoot a cap off then I let another spit /
I'm the best cuz I kill outstanding brothas pride
Lost cuz you can't see it in ya minds eye
I keep magazines thats clipped to the guns barre'll (make it rhyme with pharrell)
I been had the 'clips' homie ask pharrell

yeah!

you can't handle a gat , you's a transgendered trans Wyclef
The only ''guns'' you touched was your gay mans biceps
You can't compete, I baffle creeps and any rap elite
Heres your deadline; Quit!, ASAP you're weak!
Yeah your raps unique, but doesnt go along with mainstream standards
However, maybe you could get a deal with Adam Lambert
When my aim is engaged I'll spit flames to his face
He's the Terry Fox of raps, but he's too lame for this race.

I remember my first rap.....pen, pad, cd player in my lap
Beast shit......you on the net talkin straps?
With the word play of some toddlers skippin class
Wait.... let's rewind and discuss the facts
Talkin homo when you the one wit the semen on ur abs

Lol I dunno..... one for old times sake. Deuces.

I remember my first rap.....pen, pad, cd player in my lap
Beast shit......you on the net talkin straps?
With the word play of some toddlers skippin class
Wait.... let's rewind and discuss the facts
Talkin homo when you the one wit the semen on ur abs

Lol I dunno..... one for old times sake. Deuces.

aww man... ok freestyle...

I aint wyclef or anybody else I'm a cross boy
See me on that crack pedistal like I lost choice
You could never see me fleets try to make treaties
Go with the automatic cuz the gat gonna shoot freely
But I aint talkin gats too much they down my word play
Musta forgot that when I talk I'm eatin people like a parfeit (parfey)
I been godly you seen the diction of the rap fission
Perfect flows killin suckas quick like chain saw incisions
Yall could never play the hard cat
that like to bust back
I say a couple words for the macks
my raps aint lucky kids you can trust that
I break em / I break em down to they chrome domes
Asa mama lakem goin be your ring tone for ya camra phone
ya little brothas is all yall is
Yall kids might have chest plates but I'm splittin ya wigs

Ideally imma chatter mouth jeweled up villain
See the bars floatin on the page rappin N chillin
Drench ya with my gatorade till you are familia (familiar)
Rustle up my old guage shootin like malitia's
You don't know the way to rap fella lemme show ya
Use your soul or your feelings throwin bo's like a boulda (boulder)
Ia m real if you didn't know how its done
I'll keep you till ya cramium is burned by the sun
Rockin mics outta their dimentions so pay full attention
I'm the god send fixin bridges like a good dentist
You couldn't see me if ya glasses were government issue
A couple people in my gang got the black pistols
So I'm the crime lord bein loaved till I'm buggin
I'll be shot across the face or burned in hells oven
Its automatic bra / so like bulimics I'll cause self-static
I'll be runnin head first like acrobats doin acrobatics

Freestyle!!!

Im feeling the strain of a game totally played
Rock guages at full aim as I blame kids that playin
Stop sayin that Imma do this for ya schools
Halt dudes from talkin bout fame and loot
Brutes be on my shoulders somethin like a mass
Pranksters be pullin gats bullets murderous fast
Breakin past my limits gonna get em when I'm in it
Flows right so yall goin mimick just as I finish

Uhh...

Mutual just like money to me that I love
Guns shootin high get you hit by a slug
Im a king so you gotta gimmie my throne
Spit like a ruger so Im breakin critical bones
A million dollars aint enough cuz I aint good for that
Even for my sugery raps of fact that make hoods collapse
I'm raw like stone crack / sniffed by quarter backs
Techs be spittin at cats that hold them colder raps /
For that dough I'm rollin like that creature on pillsbury
Couldn't bury me if you were paul bearer of a cemetary

yes

/ means to pause

Im fenna take this game to another level
I'm on top of the game stayin way above ya level
I'm in the street watch for a lane
Yall ride but I'mma see you off into ya grave
Poppin shots will get you smoked quicker than joints
Rope around ya neck seein aint no provin a point
These brothas aint seen what I'm capable of
Jean will help you wit ya raps on paper because
But see me in the hood man / own a sedan from choppin grams /
see ya peeps can roll and be cool like ice land / uhh...
You aint seen nothin yet till you got capped
Big world so I can be wrong when I write raps
Kill me never / got a heart fulla pride like a dough getta /
Blocks walked on by kids that turn into dope fellas.
No go-rillas / black dudes watch for the cold winter
In a spot till I die makin these flows killa
my main squad cant be stopped cuz the barrels we pop
We aint rap artists we on the street fightin cops
Talked to drug dealers told me to cop the sac's
Got so high couldn't react to the rocks N crack
Writin abou tht egame as I see fit to get the deal
Doin the most as brothas get blinder from the loss of feel
We are a dyin race with the basic sells
You cope wil L's in ya face like flyin shells
My aim is better when I weather my skills
I'm smokin whatever when I'm writin the kills

I'm surviving beyond all of the lethal light years
Techs be shootin heavily into ya chest make you cry tears
My verbal contact stays catchin yo life wit pressure
Vibes be flowin restin in the sky along wit my vectas (vectors)
I might blast like a tech nine stop yo length like broke lines
Take yo health behind closed doors in a house doin dope crimes
My rhymes is the form of a written killer or messiah
I speak wit powers like elementals then I steal yo fiya (fire)
Born on the earth gettin high as a rap guy
Get in front of the mack cries and get ya cap fried
Your life is over as I draw back likea rough neck
Flee as I dump next on the only one suspect
Diamonds in the eve of summer behind its wake
I'm wearin my wrist cuffs inside the skies embrace
Whether or not you takin shots to the face
I see you your entering heaven to the eternal saints

Crazy this site is still here. R.I.P to '06... things have changed so much... 7 years? Dang son......

Came back in this rapforum cypher thing. HA...

I won't be on this site doe... diff name, diff raps, diff game diff stats; overall diff, diff hits on the map!

Peace RV~

uh oh uh yeah...

Next time I get on yall better see the skills
and spit on the real and for that you get killed
I'm the don that sprays shots at ya village and kin
Bein cautious wit age cuz it rots on ya innards within
Yo... / You seen the coast got the motorollas on my soldier
I'll be dead body yesterday today and later until I'm colder
Uhh... / I've gotten hotter so you should better seek refuge
You better pop them shots at me before I'm left un-ensued
A Roof is what you need because I'm above the law of speed
Rush quick wit these guns till I'm a slum under the laws decree
Tail gate'n me wit these slugs racin to ya wake in ya space
Wait later till I run through and grace these slugs up in ya face
I wrote lines that kill and forgot criminal road fines
Yeah / I got on the mill and begot maximum gold rhymes
Killers get away at the inch of they life from the shots
Till I pinch a way to get my AR's tight like the hand glocks

I shoot dice wit my gang being on this cash roll
The cops bringin heat to the city makin it that cold
Flip backwards wit these raps I'm the man wit the strap
Cuttin rhymes down to a line like crack on the map
Slick macks pull back and shoots flames on ya sneakas
Beef holders slightly crazy rollin up wit these wife beatas
I keep senorita's - like mine walkin on these cold streets
Tracing my enemies wit macklamore
brothas you think I won't leap?
I keep a row of beef rivalin so I aint sleep
These toasters gotta be loose when I gotta bring heat
Uhh.../ Like Rosay making money off of these crack feinds
Runnin full speed wit this game trailin like a track meet
I aint one for the cold hours in Brooklyn wit bold powers
U.S be makin the soldiers that kill some'n or hold cowards
For the cause of it I aint even seen bars that fit
When I talk about scenes thats cooler or seem more relevant

Ok the diss is like this - a guy on a web site
Luck on his mind but he aint got his head right
I take ya whole style and flip it for the coke deal
This dude goin be poppin off at the "grill" like a "broke wheel"
When I'm done wit this guy trips goin be his fantasy
Cuz when I go Jamacian he goin get freaked like jodeci
I gave him dreams as a pinch hitter but he aint like that
And a broke jaw on his dome assassinated from bite'n back
I'll be a bro to ya make you keep some coke and a ruger
But when I come around get my money or I'll put my toast to ya

Uhh...

Yeah - I post on the block homicidal wit my game on the meth
Go against me get terrible cuts on ya body like da black death
That's no guess - yeah I'm prolly goin see you in ya coffin, G
Your light work the cops right now might even pardon me
I like to start it up north wit ya homies in the whips
Make you die for all its worth...
leavin you dead wit all these tips

When the game is on you know soar kaid got tight aim
I'll have this dude sayin "guy" more times than Saddam Hussein (on southpark movie)
And yeah I'm bangin past the point where I'll loot this kook
I'm drainin shots in his cranium so the beef can cook
Yall aint seen nice wit a glock ever in ya existence
until you pay kaid about "a lot" of next generation disses
Its all science fiction - cuz this cat think that he playin hard
Never mind my diction - my raps cut like seraded blade playin cards
I'd never take the god wit a note on his backs sayin "kick me"
But if he / happens to be gone in the brain I'mma kill em!

Hold up homie / who you think you talkin to?
If I battle this dude he'll lose and be a street walkin fool
I doubt I'd reminisce about the disses that we've given
So if be real - I'mma beat ya to the point you can't be livin
Look / me and you is like platinum and gold hard to learn
If its in ya conscience and is tangeable till the brain is hurt
Gold on the brain/ HA! I mean speakin it like a gods high
I'll bring you pain to ya body... NAH...like you can't die
I'm getting more choices than the boys wit the royces
When I roast ya /
being the worst goin seem like you eatin Stouffas! (Stouffer's brand food)

Anybody wanna battle? Anybody?

What? its like that? Yall brothas aint down no more?

Nah? Well I'mma be on here for a while so its whatever....

Record deals is for suckas / make real money
Don't be so gutta / so understand from me

I be lost in dooms day devices
My Mechanical syndromes moved with pliers
My brains pushin through the roof over compliant
No I aint a robot but my conscious is immortalized
As my intelligence hits the airwaves becoming Commercialized
Put it in the press but yall still aint see'n it
the truth is test and yall still aint see'n it

I pulverize planets / with this metal fist
And I shoot guns off / till this barrel quits

Yall brothas aint ready for the proof I squeal
lose the deal wit yall fake rap spoof appeal
You think you doin it big but aint nothing bigger than
A man that gained more genetailia from lying to a fan
Speak the truth if you know it or ball till you foldin
The game of life is an obsession to those who show it
But not the life that you speak out in the open
the life that cannot be
being under the light of the chosen
For the life that cannot be is life that god hasn't chosen
Priceless parts of creation that was never put in motion
We are in illuminati parts and the worlds in a cube
And the position within the parts got us sub-dued
I know this - ask all my cronies if they know me
You only live once because of that god aint one of my homies

I see you in the dark havin to be a double O G
When you see the flames get it right slow or flee
Rappers aint holdin me I blast torwards speed demons
Wit the passion I must have a higher calling like Christ Jesus
I'm causing a spectical under weight wit this fright'nin glow
I spaz on brothas till they face is covered wit lightnin blows
Fists fly and connect until they fast like a guiser blowin
My beings soul aint without the power in this higher poem
Uhh... I am on the sky's clouds floatin wit the spirit bound
My golden shoes might as well sky walk N then touch ground
Ya darkness is in ya pistols hallow tips not in ya inner self
Rockin this "board" with help by the silver man wit the silver belt
Platinum raps above the hood in a place that you never felt
I'm putting super sonic waves in ya way until ya brain melts

I'm going insane for these profits I'm lockin in lockas (lockers)
Takin these brothas to shame as I am walkin wit rockas (rockers)
I got a gun I'll lift it cuz I'm ready for the opposition /
the energy I hold is synergistic and so efficient I'm not missin
I gampled rappers so how they gonna come back from death?
Bashin wit the hammer so these slugs fly straight through they breath


Soar Kaid is the man rappin with the don gotti flow
Big haters that talk is an understatement like a modest show
Burnas and AK's so please give me time for shootin ammunition
I dog "Houston" broads like bobby brown the singer in new edition (oops...heh)
You'll have a tooth missin ramblin on in my streets
Tuh! bring it to the def brotha no holdin out wit this beef

Yo...

I am jet set above the earth blowin kush clouds
Unless you plan first you goin catch a beat down
And these girls barely goin know that I got the rocks
wit knots N diamond stones on the front of the watch
Undressin these women wit they pearls and they designer clothes
Jewels on my cuff links bettin the complexions like kolide o scope


I brought a brick home and I had to put it on twitter
I got ya chick at home havin awesome intercourse wit her (sike...not)
My cold jams is very viral like a rapper that made it through
They old man hits were all flops so these rappers is through
I'm wreckin wit a clap shootin super sonic calls
I bet ya can't rap so stop ya goofin cuz it all falls
These women beat around the bush when they wanna
But I get it now my brain is on the kush like Madonna
Hood brothas ride on 26's while they pushin the clutch
These undercovers hate it for awhile then they sellin the dutch
I make a quick rush for rims that's why I never spend
give you drivin lesson these kids can't catch me in what I'm in
Got up wit the weed so these dudes ought to get a taste
I'm hot as da weed so these cute girls opt to give me face
Cold war was all I knew growin up in the streets
Guns on tour as I'm shootin on tuckin people to sleep!

Total distruction / this man don't know how I manage
I bless the fist first like the holy ghost then I cause damage
Your a whole seller but I'mma dope boy theres a difference
I put ya soul on blast under the sky wit my power lifted
This brotha is a generic talkin like he bout to bust a gun
I see this bum but I don't see the point where you comin from
I'm mostly raggin on this brotha cuz he insists on takin kicks
Bully this feind until I break through his face wit my fists
You less of a coward I could be blunt but I'm being generous
Punches to ya chest aint the least till you mess wit the Furious
I'll take yo jewels and I bet that the platinum on the chain studded
This rappers worst blunder was getting on rapverse and started frontin

Nah brotha back to the dimention where you battle ya raps
I'll put you in an illusion of crack dispurse and scatter your back
I seen the truth essense but it aint much till you learn to ball
This punk knows I'll under rate him cuz my punches ready to brawl

My score in rap is higher than Pac Man masters
Leavin my legacy on this man dome when I trash ya
I'm bustin the AR till the cops come to my position
More shots to ya face wit my glocks safety missin
Look at this boy / looks like he's got intelligence stocked
But I'm much nicer - gettin grams of the premium rocks
I'll stop ya show now till my soul gets the glow
I'mma general league brotha that fights wit blows

see me

You could be a man wit a dream but still lose to me
Because JFK dudes get watched on the shootin spree
I'm supposed to be the illest terra dome sighted villian
I keep a glock on me in case my homies fall victim
Brothas could be on a roll and still not feel the cold
I bring my rollies with the techs cuz my homies wanna roll
Big thangs - like dilingers that will shoot to kill
Coupe de vills is all I ride as I come for ya grill
I'm satisfied cuz I got satisfaction for my satisfaction
That's a double deal like 20 mill thats good for long action
You gotta mess wit me - I'mma cool cat wit the paper
I made the team and got in the squad / no tail gators
I ignore the haters but reach for the gun when its on
I'mma tech major these creeps goin run when its on
Uhh... I'm about to be like I'm seven three in the air
You goin need Shaq's size to face me in my fresh pair

You gonna press me to confess these flames out of my mouth
More dames than the most handsome angel man in the south
People goin hate - but I'mma still put it in
This brotha can't escape - cuz I'm gonna imprison him
I Jump like a flame and I kill like a rapper scorned
This cat can't aim at me cuz I move like a mauve storm
You got broke rhymes - they aint lookin pretty
I'll take a hit of punches and anything you can give ta me
But you'll still lose cuz my soul is like a hot rap
Cuz when I use my spirit these brothas get mo relaxed
and I'mma spit these caps on ya head till you levitate
More politics than Washington but it aint time to Delegate

call me "moe storms" / votes on / kill a dude like voltron
I eat this rapper when I go on he goin go to sleep - not preform
Best to start confessin - Beasty wit weapons in hot poems
Leave him wit moe holes than swiss cheese no provolone
Cat try to discredit me cuz I post up and dice raps
I wouldn't wanna be him cuz his business is caught back
I don't take mess like his Cuhz - I limit this brotha
Put depression on his mind and place him in deep slumber
I be doin rap numbers high cache typin wit my computer on
He goin do the robot when I "triple attack" his circuit board
No I don't rise at don I stay up like a vampire killin kids
I'll dash on em wit clenched fists - yall know - million hits!

bro go suck a dick, your rhymes aren't barbs...
none of us rap no more, we all got jobs...

lmao yes

Boom blast white bitch a whimp
Riding wood n loving men makes him the villiagepimp