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the 3rd post, and he trying to be fly like he the shell or bird that blows//
these words are abstract hard flows wave nock you over cost// now u in my city with inmates i give u one day ta get on in the titty// i say it out clear and flow your styles sloopy seen it all over your spiting// leave a space in your chest like you had brest bitch// i breth flows and eat emcces this is easy like a breath was a script// yalw flows is old you ant poppin yawl scribes// im droppin cats easy beleave me all take all your lifes// |
seriuosly dawg dissconnect ya keyboard honest advice
You tha type ta get gangsta on tha net but in the streets u nice I laugh at fools that are played and schooled dawg you on MY BLOCK If i see you on the street you betta be strapped cuz mines cocked Hit you in ya eye sock leave you lyrically bleedin from head to toe Thats all you know how to be a herb in this world....in the end so Back up ya seat get up walk away from ya screen and quit rapping If your bitch ass wanna battle....set it the fuck up bitch and stop asking |
you came on august,posting a lot..'n we all wished ya'd just stop
and the only block your familar wit is in your sister's sandbox you can't rock..it's like the opposite of me buying a ring your life's about as pathetic as the skills your trying your bring so go start hiding 'n shit..your wack...ur Q's roller-coaster toy Who the hell bites lines from someone named Posterboy? |
Bitch you couldn't be a G or MC if you bought an Envoy-
You shoulda takin sum tip's and bit off.......posterboy..... I mean you stand to talk shit? with a record like that? I could throw out my trash and still leave you lapped- |
real life,ur a shook lil white boy who wear clothes that gays wear
and ur locations in the cave?..for real? ..well do us a favor........and FUCKING STAY THERE! it ain't rare,to find herbs like u in there..ur raps I just blew it through you tellin me to bite?..well sorry..I don't do bitch moves like u I'll strike you wit these words..u suck on the shit a whore likes And bout my record?..yea,it's better than yours,right? bah...w/e. |
im bored and shit
you niggas are so lame, its like which 2 did this cuz halloween pass, and then we have DIS-TRICK ya egg head nigga should of got thrown in ditches open ya stitches, snatch ya wallet and open ya riches cuz i'll leave you TAP'ED out like wrestling submission and quickly switch ya spot from top to bottom like porno position MOTHER FUCKER!! blah... i wont waste any effort on these clowns |
dude you alright just ripped open ya wind pipe
heard your now in heaven better thank me for the invite come back as an angel and ya blood will really start the pourin better go to the cvs cause youll be needing that neo spourin i guess you didnt die like the rest time for more lead in ya chest and if yo pray really hard and stay in heaven you might become lyrically blessed. |
4-1 down, time to change ya stance
only legendary thing with you's in your pants I no your girl, says you need help to rock it you are well know, but only cos your microscopic |
First hes a legend in his pants now hes hard-ta-find?
You should be thankful he dissed u, his barz-and-mine. Flying into fuckin' space and then jump on a star-ta-shine. Do a favour, spell Tie-D backwards 'n go on a D-iet. 'Cause tryna run these threads is tryna silence a riot. (ha) You'll never do it 'cause you'll prolly go in 'n never end it. See my boyz in the hood, try in be a south central menace. Then ull see noise in yo hood, niggas wit a blood fetish. |
How the fuck can you call canadian shit murder
The boredom of ya rhymes, Now that shit's what I call murder They fucking suck get the fuck out of here for I cut of ya nutz What fucking boyz in the hood, They only got farms where you reside Read my name you and ya boyz run and muthafucking hide Come into the cypher and I cum in ya mama Have her emotions so high with my dick You could call it a drama |
dont look now but you about to get hated
those mamma jokes like ya rhymes.. overrated you cut his nuts off and post them on a website an hook dem on ya dick, tired of being a trasvestite who the hell hooked you up with some lyrics thats like a red neck doing chemical physics why even post in the cypher ya wasting time the only thing cool about this mexican guy was in 89 |
First let me tell u wit dem rhymes u aint no legend
kindergardens spit better just make da confession look ill be ya teacer go head cop my lesson hit wit punchlines that would make u need antidepressants imma treat dis like a present and go on rap it up please take my advice and please just give it up :nono: THis aint nuthin imma spiita fo real if this cypher was good id waste my time writtin sumthin betta than this ha :thefinger |
Think your somethin special, lmao ok
cause heres the news kid...i smoke J's and the battles the same, no different so i dunno whats worse... .............your punches or your rhythm Im spittin below you, but ya verses are still below mine And i'd sell your verse to a coke dealer... ......a.nd leave your punches under-lined :wtf: at that shit. |
my rhymes attack your E-pride and make your bones hurt,dude
Cuz If I sucked like you...I'd say :wtf: at my own verse too!! all I see in yo' shit is nothing but a bunch of lame ass threats,sir & tell me,please..........Who the hell puts "lmao" in a text verse? What's wrong than his punches 'n rhymth you ask? well..it's simple...just read the shit you just typed...dumbass... w/e. |
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Yo, why is the killa so wack? Just aint dope.. like tryna get high offa prozac and I think you know that... Lil Jon called and he wants his flow back Your verse is like a throwback... Im gettin vibes from times when rhymes werent even written in lines before hard drives, before paper n pens, before monks were the only scribes before the english language was derived, back when the dinosaurs were alive You remind me of cats that found it hard to survive, let alone communicate, they were so far behind. you just got that kinda vibe. Im better than you, its just a priori. |
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