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I'm Destined To Destroy This Cat...Call Me The Kitten Slayer
How Could You Be Ill In This Game When You Was The Healthiest Player? En'll Cause Quakes To Ya Brain...Have Shakes In San Diego Again Casa Will Draw Ya Pain...Saying En Dammit...Don't Use God's Name In Vain... My Lyrical Onslaught Delivers Punches That'll Drop You Faster Than Bad Stocks... Destins Not A Battler...Thought He Was A Thug Cause He Was In The Background On Cops... |
oops did i piss some one off "whatch out now" i'll leave your brains scattered on your kitchen floor on the tip of a broken sawed off//
stop spittin metaphors more candy than willy wanka// i accomplish elcttrify ball attack more inferriously devestateing than blanka// battleing is pussy shit with you bringin it like a sopopera = BULL SHIT DRAMA// save the expressing views of what's so called reality for your mama// remeber what you do to others and prepare for diabolical carma more sicker than jeffery dommer // wack catks like you are destin to become a gonner// i'll blow your asses up like i was the uni-bomber// deflect your armor and endure to harm yah !!!!!!!!! |
ausrotten here.......
i spit a sikk tracc, with clip slashed satanic actions// i cube myself 4 times once u break down to fractions// what i strike in ur heart could give chills to fear// my career premier can kill all ur shyt here// i bomb lyrically cause im destin 2 destroy you// i kill imperfection which is easy cause u cant imbue// when i speak unique technique comes with it// ya weak, i rip ya physique so dont even risk it... ausrotten out.... |
HEY DESTINY. FIRST OF ALL U HAVE A GIRL NAME, U SHOULD COMMIT SUICIDE. DESTROY? BUT HOW? U HAVE FLUIDCIDE.
THE SWORD XCALIBER FROM THE ROUND TABLE CAN MAKE A BETTER VERSE HIGH ON XSTASY. DISCOMBOBULATED EVEN WHEN U WERE RAPED BY A TROLL. U INJOYED IT. NEVER AGAIN WILL U EVER EXPLOIT, UNLESS ITS RELATED TO IT, MEANINGS OF THE FLEX IN ME DONT TEST ME, IM SIPPING INBOMBMADY FLUID SUPPORTED BY THE DUKE OF ARK, BUT RATIONED WITH THE MISSING LINKS OF RUTHLESS SHARKS... |
0-4 do i even have to diss you to get my point accross
ill cut ya nut sack feed it to rats so you can call me the boss Fight for rights? not right cuz the way you write gotta be that u got no rights. Bite on this site and ill have your balls in a can, and lettin u sing "imma hermaphrodyte" This was a freekeystyle and i dont even know wut im talkin Thats ok cuz in real battle you my minds wut u stalkin. |
ausrotten here.....
i can son this fag with his fuckin life at stake// ya fake, klepto ur mentality thats all i need to take// rake up ur remains with vicious words that i spit// shuld quit 'fore i bring this heat to quik to hit// ur 3rd grade lyrics and vocab are way to simplistic// ur a thin emcee, nickname this bitch tricuit// ur verse was whacc, made me stupider just to read it// this was easy so fuck it, i dont even need this// ausrotten out.... |
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^^^^ Your new to the game, but your story has already been told// what a shame, to get 16W~3L~12Ko is ya whole goal// Ill infect ya game and it will display ya loss// From you going brain dead, to ya monitor turnin itself off// Let your closer be a permanet shout// im diggin that part where it says, AUSROTTEN OUT// ... ahh too easy... |
Evil Solo Stop Fronting You Got All Your Wins By Batlling Newbs...
Sucking On Your Moms Boobs,Ducking Bullets And Punches But Always Gor Hit... Even When You Step Up To Spit,They Turn You Into A Bloody Holloween Kit... You Little Bitch Your All Talk Thinkin Staring Will Make Bitches Walk... Take Some Of Your Sisters Sidewalk Chalk And Shove It In Your Esapegaues... Then Cut Your Head Off And Strangle You With Your Own Veins Like Asparages... Your Rymes Suck Soo Much Ass They Could Even Eat Jenny Craige... Stop Riding All These Dicks, And Quite Trying To Beg... |
young-suspect? what are you, a sexual-predator?
like 'tossing books at epileptics', I hit with 'text-when-i-level-ya' stab you in the back of the calves, so you can walk-with leans, the only thime you ever 'flippin bars' is AT A 'SLOT-MACHINE'/ you'll be needing 'OXYCLEAN' to get rid-of-the-blood-on-ya-clothes, spit-at-ya-stomach-with-flows, then PULL YA RIBS-AND-YA-LUNGS-FROM-YA-THROAT/ HIT-YA-WITH-THUNDER-AND-THROW my SHIT-FROM-MY-TONGUE-AT-YOUR-COAT don't need a 'lake or a grave', ill leave you 'SIXTY-SIX-UNDER-A-MOAT'/HAHA~! |
yeah Xcentrik spit the same shit, suck the same dick,
while i lick your moms clit you might as well quit. cause my words are like sawd off blasts comin at you fast, they hit as they pass and shatter your bones like glass. Leave your body streun on the grass. But it dont stop with that i hit you rat-a-tat-tat, with verbal AK spray make you wish you stayed in bed today. Brought to you by the reliable, make you cryable, lyrically homacidal, Undeniable |
What the fuck? You think you've got it together?
'Cause I don't see you doing any better. You better be drunk when you drive that semi, because you did only seven lines, you've got a dumb rap mind, it's way too shy. I'm the Jedi, give me my saber, you can't blow no mind with my favor. That right, I'll burn your neck in half, your head will fall on your leg and damage your calf. |
Jedi?! That dont mean shit you an apprentice.
pretendin to use force, you cant even use a sentance/ with technical procedures; i leave you lookin fucked up like retinal-siezures my words are delectible teasers / and the main course my brain force comes from an un explained source i ride you outta comission like a lame horse then put you outta your misery,call yer ugly girl and tell her to come visit me i'll bet she serve me exquisetly.. she run around on you so much you need a fence I teach any bitch obedience, write my rhymes in teepees and i spit the shit intense..... hahahahaha |
before u spit again STOP...trust me quit rappin at this moment...
u know that ur wack...thats why he even laughs at his own shit... u not goin far keep ur name in capital, cuz it still aint gon be big... funny how ur verse isnt misspelt seen as u cant spell complete in his sig... spits a verse like he in a battle..CORRECTION..its only a cypher... takes it too seroiusly and still spits wack..thats why nobody likes ya.... |
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Look at Ya Sig..You Prolly aint Black and Kid you Way Too Boney. U'r a Loser at school,Plus U'r Girl Wit Me.Kid she Way Too Horney. YOU aint PRIVATE RYAN...So WHY YOU SCREAMIN TO BE SAVED Zany Got Nasty Wet Dreams...AlwaysDreaming That HE'S GAY!? You got absolutly NO SENSE...so whats your MEANING Anyway. And Any-Day. I'll SLAP ya Face Like a PIMP and in ANY - WAY !? Zany's GAY. He Found Out that He Loved Men in MANY - WAYZ. ;) |
haha dis homie thinks he got zany's gurl
well it must be a pretty small world homie ur rhymes juz made me laugh but it woz shit, it cudda shattered glass u playing wif emotions putting on penis enlargment lotions man ur whack and i dunno how u manage to stay alive on dis site i aint gotta say much more, good night |
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