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Agressive styles infused with Dope... like vials
Brandish harsh trips unMatched in lyrical wit... Concentrating vocal heat introduced thru poetic speech... Devouring Herbs like Varments uprooting fiberous treats... Effective structures leave your Bars in-rupture... Like Franchized breweries Flooded w/intoxicating Fluids "G"... Yeah I'm Drunk...What? :shoot: ~Bounce~ |
gay ass niggaz want gay ass bitchez/
hoez and pimpz couldn't touch my richez/ im hustlin diz shyt like my nigga jay-z/ just pimpin da game betta than don kee/ karin for nuthin but hittin dat ass/ lustin and slappin, the pimp make da cash/ |
Minutes passin by, don't no why
Narcots bein shot at, by the drive by Only hustlas survive, cuz niggas know how to ride Pimp this shit, cuz this shits too easy Queers, get knocked, when the bitch get cheesy Roll these the fuckin blunts up, lets get high, believe me |
SHIT! its you again
That's right Im followin you U dont know why.... Very simple, im taller than you What? so i like to beat up on midgets Xact my pain on people with shorter digits Y not? shit it worked for austin powers... Zone out, beat dwarfs, then go hit the showers i got stuck with the bullshit letters....i guess....there ya go....enjoy, whatever. |
At the sound of the tone you will be directed to the best
Blam - Wooppz, there you go some 9mm bullets in ya cheast Call the operater and figure ou where ur rymez went wrong Discover exactly why your head is ringin this long Exclamte the fact you cant touch me, point blank Frankly ill just drive my fingernails into your flalnk |
G-town hustlas push them rocks in ya area
Hold down the block, cuz my glock is much scarier Initiated, niggas waited, now i'm hated Just b/c ya'll niggas been labeled overrated Keen of sharpness, like my meat cleaver Lend a hand, chop it off, cuz my spice is way sweeter |
Monsterious is the way my lyrics drive through you
Nine inch nails, Naw i do it with 10 inch Screws Opression will only last as long as your willing Pissing me off will not even earn you a shilling Question me again about how good i rap Realise. Im not a jester but ur rymez dribble out like u just took x-lax. Daym im so weak lately O_o |
Saving the days, to take away all pain/
Tensions driving us to act insane/ Undoings of evil, changes to good/ Ventilating hatred throughout the hoods/ Whether it's a win or lose situation/ X-fering blood into booze is juss escaping/ |
y is everyone testint he best, now heres death
z = the last letter of this cypher, new alphabet Allow me to show ya godly words Bitches fuck wit me and get hurt Cant under stand that im to great Done, ya under the dirt, its to late Exacute all fags fuckin wit Celestial Fucked now, knocked off the pedistal |
You look at me like i got some kind of disease, yeah its cantfuckwitdes
Zzzzzz sleep thru my rhymes, n hard times n still have u payin my fees An u thot i wuz a bitch cuz i hav a clit, i got more balls and dey absent Bent on givin womn emcees class, i dont hold a grudg cuz my skills u resent Clamoring 4 a mic at da age 5, wonderin at da age of 10 how long id surviv Damn now at the age of 17 still alive, Trusting my skills will nvr take a dive |
Endless amount of talent, to much for ya'll to manage in this planet
Fortunately it's Young Black, so theres no need to panic Graded A quality, livin life to reality Have an ounce for breakfast, and watch everybody follow me I've been searchin, now i've been found Jammin shit, while i do my thing in the place of the undaground |
Kay, lets be real.. you honestly dont wanna diss this
Listen, hes a homo but its none of buisness of his sexual intrest Mint shit.. not really in fact i dont care.. blah blah your wack Not that i dont fear another emcee w. the name youngblack Oh crap.. did i just make a name diss? ya i did.. Die Now Plus, the only pubic hair this kats got is on his eyebrows |
queer above me trying to diss youngblack...
reset your rhymes aus, 'fore i make ur lung(s)-crack... save your weak-ass shit for the W.E.C... tho u past 5 wins, you still aint elite... u got us all think you something that ur not... victory would be mine, cause dog, u aint nothing, like shaq's free throw shot... the 'v' was a lil stretched, but i had nothing else for it... peace |
wak motha fuka on top of me kant spend a mintue to drop a decent V
xencetrate motha fuka on the bottom of you will have ya ass dropped with a double d yak must be wut you sippin on if you think you kan be in this thread with me zzz is the sound of me All the time when i read this kid on top of me Be gone with ya wak rhymes get away from me... |
Can it be, Sare might say something else but "me"
Definetly, he's lost like a ship out at sea Everyone wants to know who I am First Time in, Not the last time I stand Giving a new sound to your illiterate jams Ham I am Sam I am look your mom's kicking a can If i go to fast, just ask me to slow Jealous yet? it looks like I own the show |
Karmic Thinking We Are Jealous Of Him....
Loser, Cant Read Rules, 6 Lines Maximum... Maybe You Can Read MY Lips, Maybe Make Sense... No More Rapping For Mr. Karmic_Influence... Oh, Dont Worry I Wont Be Dissing You Much Longer... Pussy Jealous Of Me Cause My Rhymes Are Stronger... |
quick call a doctor, lethals injecting a strawbery pop tart
rapping worse then vannila without the contract skill is genetic in his case hes pathetic this kids been neglected unloved so he stays online typing messages virtually hes wack and he cant rep shit |
Wow, This Herb Cant Rhyme Wat The Fuck...
X-amine Your Rhymes, Cuz Dog You Suck... Y The Fuck Are You Here, You Cant Rap... Zoologists Can Spit Better Than You, While Cleaning Up Crap... A Bitch With The Word Code As His Name... Boy, You Better Quit Cuz Rap Aint Ya Game... |
Carry yourself like you worship the bloods. (pssshhh yeah right)
Destructions the rythem, When the crips are the thugs... Elevate your rymes, before your forced contemplate your times, For Fucks Sake, Bitch learn to read between the lines... God is also known as Shang Di, And still drops $100 fines, Hell is "evil", But understand - Gold is underground in mines... |
I Think This Slut Needs To Learn How To Stay On Topic...
JiXi's Flow Is Like Bacteria, Microscopic... Keep Practicing Against Your Little Bro Or Somethin... Lemme Give You Advice, Your Rhymes Are Nothing... My Rhymes Are Opposite Of Yours, They Succeed... Now Hit The Wackness Emergency Center For All Your Rapping Needs... |
Oh realy? I spit harder causin' you Viral Infections...
Pro-Tonic, Your going to need those Lethal injections... Question yourself, Hit spell check for all your corrections... Realise, withought erections, there is no need for Protection... Sex is just an aliby for more Transections... Troubled? With these retorical questions, I could Win elections. |
U Used The Same Rhyme Through The Whole Spit...
Virtually I Thought It Sucked, But Im Not Used To Shit... Well, I Think You Just Used Personals But That Line Is Played... X-tra Rhymes Not Included Cause Ive Already Made Your Ass Dazed... You Can Read The First Two Lines Cause They Disses You Easy... Zack Da Ripper Can Out-Rap You Anywhere, For Ree-zy... (wtf? but it means for real) |
At this point in time i dont know where my mind went ta
But unfortunately for you i dont rely on my mental Causin cardiac arrest some people say im heaven sent Didnt it say "Alphabet Cypher"? Whats up with all of this dissen Everybody seems content to beef but somthins missin For real, which thread is for dissin im pretty sure this one isnt |
Gangstas always rapping about the coke they sell
Hell Niggas wouldn't be hot even if they had beats by Pharell Ice isn't what rap is all about Jumping cats isn't what fighting all about Killa cam Rocks Pink and Sometimes I do Look It's not for a fashion stamement but It's for my Crew |
Many men wish death on the best of text
Next time they see 'em, it's tecks to their chest Often times robbers get shot up when robbin shit Petty crime ends their lives & time like the apocalypse Quit spittin ya bullshit that's old like cold skids Runnin up to me? hold it, you'll pay like a toll bridge |
Stupid bitches get split like a fork in the road
Though they claimin they hardcore still cryin like hos Underground sound collapse ya cranial mind structure Veterans begin battle with sharp words like accupuncture Wishin these hos would spit with marvelous flows Xray diffractions cause distraction of they actions so Zone in on these cat who spit with no facts and don't grow |
A Flow As Bad As That, Man Go To The Center...
Bitch Couldn't Rap, Even If Chrit Was His Mentor... Cats Droppin 7 Lines When The Rules Say 6... Diallo Needs To Practice His Shit, Instead Of On Dicks... Every Herb In Here Heard Me Rap And They Learn... For You, All You Know Is Dick, Suck, Blow, Sperm... |
Grand lyrical wizardy producing
Hypnotic waves of metaphoric imagery Invading opponents minds profeciently Jouels*...Just a measure of my enlightened Structure Knight of The Verbal vocally Charged* poetic scripture Loquaciously Advanced... Crushing Whiny Herbs like grapes in the vineyards of France... |
Mediocracy, Still lives in the minds of these p0sers...
Neatly snapped back to place, By the arms of there owners... Owing there saviour to there "Higher being" Protecting themselves from obvious "Higher meaning" Question your mentality because mine is doubling by the second... Retorical questions are just another device, another weapon... |
Smoking n choking, puffing n blowing
To surrender? never! juz gotta keep on growing Under nobody, can only trust ma self Vanishing faith in friendships help With or without? fuck i'll go without X-ray like vision so erase da doubt -1- |
Yes, I am Egotistical, Yeah im the queen...
Zonical is how i trip ya mouth, like the Christian Council on obsene... Always imma fuckin be around...Beat that in the ground... Bi-polar diagnosed....But i wont be upset by sound... Creativly, Imma crush you f00lz 5 by 5... Dig ya own grave to die...bury you alive... |
Everyday I wake up to the same old shit
Fuckin wife under the covers suckin my dick "Get off me bitch, I gotta go to work" Her ass starts cryin N calls me a jerk I slap the bitch, keep it up & death's ya outcome Just like Snoop did to that bitch on his album |
Krucify you like the Klu Klux Klan...
Likewise, If your black, White or Asian...These kids still spam... Manage to adapt my rymez to any situation... Neither open mic or Real life, this is a phorum contemplation... Opresion destroys you eventualy it just eats through you... Presentations are on the shelf, and ill take you to old sckool... |
questionable mother fucker/ these bitches who im killin
reinvented the way these niggaz guts are spillin shootin at niggaz that r just standin there chilln/hi blowin smoke rings at da fukin cellin token behind the tree/ smokin alot weed/ n plantin alota seed/ u neva gunna b/ a fuckin emcee/ rappin like jay-z/or clown possie victory is what i cee/ an mc is what i am/ i may b white but i beat u... damn |
Way beond good I come through flowin..
Xing off other men caught still blowin.. Yankin off heads and leavin them still bloody.. Zingin other rhymes and leavin people cruddy.. Already knowin, I'm the best there is left.. Becomin the most polished like the robber on a theft.. |
CAPITAL BLACK'S on the mic, and i spit that fire
Did shit, that niggas hope to do, when they retire Endless amount of talent, when i step to the mic Fire and brimstone will be heard, cuz my shit is tight Genuine, it's all foreal, the two senses that i need, dawg Hearin tough ass lyrics, but can't be seen thru the fog |
I Could Out-Rap You If I Gave You A Dictionary...
Just Keep Spittin Is What I Do, Cause They Bury... Kids Like You, Dont Stand A Change Against NJectionz... Loving Every Minute I Diss You, Giving You Rap NFectionz... Man, I Would Spit More But Its 6 Lines Minimum... Nigga You Hungry For More Dissin, Well, Come Get Some... |
Origionality you lack, so much time you've wasted//
Preparing to speak, more feeble-minded, gay shit// Quit now, you can't grasp these implacable rhymes// Realisticly weak, sending shivers down your spine// Simplistic mind frame, diminutive, through idiosyncrasies// Thoughts must be crafted by childish tendencies// Uniquness is hard to find, re-evaluate the process// Vivid thought process dence, and my scheme, relentless// |
What A Moron, Cant Even Read The Rules Right...
Xtremely Rip Your Spit To Shreds, Without A Fight... You Cant Spit So Why Bother Us With Your Wack Shit... Zoning In On Your Rhymes, Thinkin Bout What Im Gonna Spit... Asshole Uses Multis In An Alphabet Chyper... Boys Rhymes Suck, Just Like Michelle Pheifer... |
Can't touch this cause I hammer Mcs
Dun mess with me skill wise or lyrically Everyone will soon see how ill I can be Find out I spit shit comes from me spiritually Got ya neck breakin it cause 'murder cats like you Have ya by ya throat and I'll rip right through |
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