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Your not that hot, I can out Last-Ya-Flow//
Fukk "doe bagz", I get Bags-Of-Doe//(he only has doe bags but no doe in it...) I dont got beef wit him, But its time to Set-Him-Straight// I let hollow tips Penetrate// Im so high at the top, I can watch you From Heavens-Gate |
wuts this kid spittin i only see cum dropz....
cause this boyz rymes is more fruity than gumdropz... how u gonna diss doe bagz when u broker than micheal.... yeah i mean jackson, he in debt and yer him recyceled..... thats enough for now im, just lettin off steam..... dont let tha game change you?.dogg itll only ever be yer dream.... |
~Casper.... you to nice to even ~hold the heat~
~You a bitch... scared to come out because we ~control the street~ ~Come at me and im gonna ha to ~unload the fleet~ ~Flying at your car... trying to ~explode your meat~ ~I put you on ass so much you starting to ~erode your seat~ |
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Oh my god this kids reachin above his waist... Cos thats what he's doin with my time, here's a taste... Whipe the white from ya lip before you speak to me agian... Bitch I wouldn't be so sure if I were you, I got 2meg Broadband... Bitch you couldn't own a cent if it was handed to ya hand... I'm too big to even see you, you ain't even worth my breath man... Nice of you to explain yourself at the end of ya punk ass rhyme... My shits self explaintory so I don't got you lookin for a line... I whipe my ass with ya face, an Flow2crazy you couldn't understand... I didn't mean to go on at this bitch but now its time for you man... All the shit I can say to you has all been played so I'll end it here... But what I will say is wen I pass you in the street, I'm headed to Debeers... |
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Riddle me that, Rat tat tat tat That Riddle me// Don't do nothin,that' don't do diddlly// but seriously, Enough wit the name games// cuz if i continue on i'll just end up sayin the same thing// (Beat Change) I'm the philly kid that pushes packs// and you'll get pushed back// if you touchback// I lyrically clutch gats// and that's all that needs to be said about that// ("Gets serious" Beat Change) It's on when the gat go off// mess around get ya head blown off// you's a show off// (talking) hahaha this was mad weak actually but fire back cousin because i hope the next is hot! |
Yeah its good to start some stuff young for u not rap Cause that booty ass shit aint gonna get no where u spittin from u wack yah wack kid choose a different thing this aint workin Battle me it's like a hole different world u versin i'm rippin it wit a quick spit shit i don't get hit im flowin lagit You aint good and aint gonna stick cause i throw knives at ya wrist i am spittin whack cause nothin against him deserve's nice Im not even gon rhyme yeah i am fuck this niga iight seriously i juss wan't some 1 to dis me u suck kid |
hoodz came back 4 more?? well i guess u not really witty
only thing about u ppl find appealin is dat ya sig is pretty! gettin dissed for da thousandth time..u still weak in rhymes if u "ressurrected tightropes" u still wont be"jesus wit lines"! its me text dislike....forreal tho i pray for this kids life... he talk bout "pussy" so much i'm startin 2 think he a "dyke"! scream at me |
hoodz would rip u bein fancy...
too bad u homo and wear frilled panties.... livin legendz clap hard,so ya feel me dogg.... i made yer punk ass feel tha wrath of god.... |
PreZ.. Look so i got u nuttin to fear the rap savior is here Wit a new diss that "drum" thump's 2 fuck up ya ear I'll give it to u nigga before this spit you're fear was low Now that im here i'll have ya systems like about 3 years ago* You aint near me ho, im lyrical rippin da mic is my job ya know Like ya hobby is gettin ya punches reversed & mess up ya nose** Nigga Lookin "big" like rubben stutard in a fuckin movie kid I throw low blows not down there ho n they can't find ya " RibS"*** Juss hop off nigga ridin my style of color fourtune bitin's ya style Drop by my house & ya memory's gonna be gone cause ya face hit the tile *- Nigga scared 3 years ago lil kids **- Swolen from ma punches ***- Lookin BIG cant find his ribs so fat u cant find them |
~Creeping up behind you like a ~ninja in the night~
~Come as hard as you want but you'll get ~injured in the fight~ ~This niggas heart fell out when i ~dissected his verse~ ~These lines ~erected a curse~ then i ~selected the hearse~ ~I know you been ~directed to hurt~ you never been ~infected with worse~ ~You ~expected to converse~ so you been ~elected to rehearse~ ~After the shots rang out your memories ~connected to disperse~ ~And with these 8 lines you know that i ~collected the purse~ :spit: |
verse me in a match
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Yall boring me...move ta a new cypher//
Im storing heat like ah incinerator..yall sum used lighters// i see a few fighters..// but yall end up gettin shot down like rico did Mikah Phifer// Like Paid in Full..// Yall played out like rockin freeze waves an Roo's// I just Delay you fools..cuz yall keep tryin// But end up like Mike Myers..come back an keep dyin!!! Okay?.... |
I'll leave steel without an purpose
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Im about to revise King James' standard like d bible/
squash dat title, heat? how? wit words dat cough lame like old rifles/ yeah ur wackness delays Rv, everyone will agree,the gospel truth i cite from d Revised KJV dont have to lay down much to incite ur envy/ cos everone knows u really can't best me :nono: |
I cant best U...but I'll damn sure son U..//
so whatevah it comes to..Imma just come threw an pull ur lungs thru// Ur chest an punch u in tha face till u come too..// then..while you start speakin african// Imma let 5 killah B's let loose on ur abdomen..// This fool aint even worth me ta surface!!..// Your beef is undercooked..HELL..its not even worth tha purchase!!// I wont eat it...I dont like you but dont push me!!// Plus I dont eat anything that bleeds esp. U pussy!! |
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