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Hollow Tips Couldn't Spit if his lips were an Inf
This kid pure shit- straight cacca 100 percent Your flows sorry as parker brothers so roll the die and your sure-to-die- cold rollin them 4s ands 5's you force-your-rhymes- shouldn't have brought-them-lines its garbage-time- you belong on the corner wit ya cardboard spine |
7-3rd needs a flow, believe this,
the only man in his life is jesus, he say bitches get stiches, making it as a rapper this bitch is gonna need wishes, im from that mid west, put a lyrical bullet through your mid chest, so if you invest in your life youll get a lyrical vest |
seven third:
A.I. has no heights, blunty spoken your the better herb. heredically turds. your rap word's wack ratio, personifies seven thirds. the weather serves you like the forecast in floridia. how it sorta poors when its humid, n hits like stamp acts in georgia. cause their not respected or recorded, ignored n rebelled. this like average stand up comedians challengin chapelle. create confusion. like unstable meth labs, its your season to bleed. you and A.I. are an ill combination, like jesus and weed. your so herb, ill have you heaving out seeds. n thats far form detail. a sceptical artist. try MSN, that way ya can sell n buy raps by email. this was wack as fuck, dont care ill drop better shit later. |
Verbal Abuse? Why name yourself after your afflictions like Ms.-Tur-Ner
What's Love Got To Do,when your words hold no weight like UR SIG-NA-TURE "This Could Be You Too" if you practiced and your rhymes had been NuR-Tured Simply put, you're rhymes are baby lines jarred in Ger-BEr You eating me as an emcee is a promise that is emp-ty like rastas giving up sensi like you being an emcee |
now dissin....Barz&Penstripes i'm siked...because even your wack shit you spit is prewrites you lie,you write all your bars with pens with stripes you have a streched name,three known aliases to watch because theres rappers on RB with all your names already spot(true) though the last spot on your name is a flag,and you're flaged (penelized) with being your in line resembling your rank thw worst line was the last ^not clsoe to my best jus practisin for a battle at school tomorra peace |
Kid practicing for a battle at that school.....stop tha lie//
It's about 8:38, isn't about past you fuckin bed time// Get lines, punches connect like internet little nig// Imma have you seeing multiple microphones, like the one in ya sig// Who tha nigga wanna get murked and crushed with my verse// My lyrics curse, destroy you first, I walk over you like dirt// Leave you hurt, im ludacris, when it comes to mastering flows// I ain't gonna give you respect "bitch"....cuz I don't fuck with hoes// Check your flows, wreck your pose, crushin ya toes, you dumb fuck// My punchline flows, break you nose....to repair your face go on nip-tuck// Your below me, I don't kno you, you kinda fruity like squash// I'll chuck your 'brain in the bathtub', give this prick a "brainwash"// Just a quick keystyle of the top. Bring it whoever wants it. |
this bitch
im cut you ,your ryhmes transverse of ways// so half your blood flow is flowing like transmitted waves// makeing rules in the game this dued porverse proable does this cuss he gets played// so much so he got ripped bye his bitchs and had to rename// i'm a misfit with shit to rip kids that couldnt defind a ryhm if a dictionary was in front of him i make niggas sin with in there words// i only commit murders of gods wishes i do what i was put here to do and thats to be more sicker then the know sickness called herpemis // put the mic on your skin and have that shit cut throw your epidermis-kid// |
just fucking around....
this bitch has 172 post and cant get a ''tacky-win'' pussy should just commit *suicide* like ''iraqy-men'' this kids 0 and 8 ur whack definently not my ''favorite'' but hes from *cali* so i geuss that just ''explains-it'' he needs to get hot rhymes ''back-on-his-plate'' hes so whack hes the reason why ''shaq-left-the-state'' im done come back |
Fuk Orlando!... all they got is disneyland figures
mickey mouse bitches... goofy like u and fabolus nigga Shaq back witcha...another non rapper and victim Of the wack sickness...afflictin most u dixie land spittas Like uh small mirror...I shatter all your Kustoms and Image And scare your heart...like whitemen dressed in sheets and linen |
nigga spits so whack he had to ''edit-his-verse''
the only time u leadin is when u ''ahead-of-the-worst'' nigga sucks so much dick his ''mouths-still-wet'' kids retarted look at his name dont even know his ''alphabet'' ya crap stinks like it was a freshly ''shitted-rap'' ya garbage but ya shits unadjustable like ''fitted-hats'' come back |
dude im gona cut your head off like jack the ripper //
talking about wet i got your girls panys wet like fliper// usen celables at the end of your bars is much tighter then all the wack ryhmes you spit you mines well give this to me // cuss bye the first bar you was ripped already// lyrical dude im stick my dick throw your lens and fracter your optic nerves// my spits attract iris's and spontanous murda's// split with my flow your left and right hemsphera of your brain// cuss battling me strip's you of your emcee and the game // now your relocating and tryin to rename your self// or like witness protecshion trying to steath// battle the bing fucks with emcees mentaly and damges your health// |
sorry i got to be the bully that ''breaks-hopes''
get better, copy n paste and ''take-notes'' i got this pussy is shakin from mah ''scary-lines'' now i see y u dont got a win b/c ya shit ''barely-rhymes'' niggas goin full stregth,im barley tryin like we in a ''scrimmage'' cant read mah punches then ''adjust-ur-image'' got fucked up in a cypher by ''~Ku$tUm-Im@gE~'' |
I edit my spits...Cuz unlike yours, their spontaneous
Unedited...Their still much better, than what u came wit 'Punches so weak...U hi-lite 'em each for us in "quotations" Just Rhyme better...Next time use edits not punctuation Cuz it looks like you... BARLEY advanced and passed grain six You fey bitch...U like to blame shift, when u write some gay shit It's not R screens...It's your lack of focus, producin lame writ's You're shit's sick? Not hardly less rappin wack is contagious You're so shit...Those who read your spits go narcoleptic But I'm immune...Cuz after uh glance I fuckin skipped it |
you fuckin' with Dr A, your battlin' a doc
Dr A never getting writer's block, with your inability to spit makes you incomplete, when you are in the street you know you are no elite, I'll get concrete, I'm the one that's complete, I select you, drag you towards the trash can pressing 'delete' |
i can imagin how u little brat wanna burn me
When grown up men we talk little romeo sit and listen To diss u is compulsory but I don't known where to start from Lyrically i'll slap u but idon't cuz i feel u r too stupid so sit down cuz the game don't recognizes u |
u punk droping filty lyrics
better watch ur face |
well start imagin, cuz i'ma burn you whore,
you just started a war, I'm hardcore, after this you won't stop crying anymore whore, this is the price you pay when you got to war, nobody fucks with me, I lyrically kill wankstas, don't fuck with the real gangstas.. |
if i wanted to here wack shit - i'd listen to nick cannon/
dont come on here talkin garbage you dont know about, quit rambling/ you not a gangsta and you dont have enough haters to be a wanksta/ this cat a fake thug, who walks around twistin his fingers/ this cypha wasn't made for you, better yet leave this site/ before make the rest of rapverse give you "A LONG KISS GOODNIGHT"/ |
Dacument a cheap imitation// cudnt get document so went 4 an impersonation//
Yo rhymes cypher well// but u seem 2 hav trouble in how to spell// Yo structure is full of holes and punctures// Ur verse lookin' like its had acupunture// Yo sig is similar to sumin from vanilla ice//yo rhymes r very very nice// But dey aint rock//and dey got power to raise up a spot// Cos newbs like dacument//easily end up face dowin in the cement// Ask ne1 on RV we all in agreement//!!! |
what you know about being elusive "G"
who's da head nigga in rapverse?......he needs to be excluded please! i elusively can teach you to rhyme come to my class i'll give an exclusive seat you blind if you decide to pass i will sit you on ya ass so you can see...... |
this dude obove me gots maners saying please ant shit well his girls in the other room cheating geting ripped with my 8inch dick witch is being sufed donw her throut choken cuss her vocal cords being poked listin next time i here you saying plaese im make you geton your nees beggin me not to make you suck my nuts up
iight lets beggin im gona abuse you like you got man handle// cut you head off with my dick and place it on my man slayed mantal// now your just streshen the lession's IM TEACHING// fuck you your crew and your ryhmes you preching// i make more niggas dance and step then you got surved// this dude trentorican softer then a white dove bird// |
wack, slap yourself.
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oo shit 3 word and he thinks he got room to talk im stick my cock down your throwt so you can gack and chock
i slay more emcee's then blad slay's vampires// got your chick on my dick more then a baby on a pasaphire// |
wiin i "GRIP" YA HEAD MAKE IT "BOUNCE" like bad "Checks"do..
n ya sig u reppin apoplexy lyrist's but they dont rep u... afta losin 8 times u still rappin.. have u "Sick" n tha "Deck" 4rm a teck like a ill captain.. wiin u rap iss a easy wiin for tha competetors.. think u shine cus u see me n tha back of ya bike reflectors... 4rm tha 4 -or-shotty ill export- ya-bodi.. i seen betta "shit" at old poor -ta- potties |
First of get cha rhymin, punches n flow up//
U still a kid u got alot to learn nigga grow up// Kid u betta reconize like u supposed ta.........// Cuz u aint gotta b bread fo me to pull out da toasta// Listen u aint hard nigga u soft as a tissue.....// U in God's plan nigga cuz u need god wit chu// I aint mean to hurt u im jus fukin wit chu// N if i say u WAACCKK nigga im jus stretchin da truth// I dont mean it wen i say dat chu wack// U still wouldnt blow up if i put a mine on ya bak// :laugh2: Im throwin da beef atchu like i threw spam in ya face// Im leevin u small time ass behind like cam did to mase// lol play me niggaz holla bak 1 ( blow up as in havin alot of hits, bein a legend ya kno) |
whats tha diff you spit flames or flames cum out ur mouth//
ur shits tha same...like lil jons beats in tha south// what tha fuck u even speakin about..ur verse didnt even create a spark// every word i heard sounds like paperboy on 106th n park// yall know it....rapverse peeped it...this dudes a fake// prolly at home poppin steriods doin squats watchin "Body by Jake"// prolly Rikki Lake....u know he a bitch in these parts// he has no street smarts...An every day is valentine's for him cuz this niggaz a walkin "sweet" tart!!!// Oh sissy ass nigga....actin all sic wit his rhyme// knowin hes like mary from 3rd rock..always has Dick on his mind!!!..... no..you aint blowin up...you just swallow!!lol |
I Dont care If Your White ink or grey Ink
Ya Gone swim or Sink in This Rap Game Jus think U Agianst Me Thats Like A Cat On A Dog Have ya Ass learnin From Me like im a Leapfrog You sloppy And U Style Soundz Like A Hobo Im thinkin Of multiple Wayz to Kill Ya ass like Mojo JoJo Ya Swingin High wHile I Ended The Fight Wit One Low Blow Like T.I. Dissed Lil flip U Jus A no Show Wit No Dough So Go Ahead N Go go Im tired Of rymin N Dissin I Couldve top Ya Shit While I Was pissin And Oh Yeah Jump off That Dick u Kissin And Hers Some Future Advice So Listen Keep Ya Mouth Shut n Ya Wont End up Missin Yall Like That thats My First Cypher post So Enjoy It |
your punchlines hitsoft... like ur "dipped" with navy palms
why you claiming dipset and yet... got jackson on your avytar? Mojo lines...wack!....simlar Austin Powers golden duck hurls mojo jojo...damn nigga you still watchin the powerpuff girls? girls=queen and it seem... you wishing for king...you failed seemingly you trail... you bars are broke like you posted BAIL!!!!! you're not a rapper...mayne be real you're only a Bystander.... listing beefs from ofther rappers...that shit fail to meet my standards peace |
Proverse:
no hot, not dope. you dont contain much...like hidden pockets. like magnets, ya cant have a double positive...thats why ya stick to topics. |
look..leave u shook like a bad defender...
make u wanna convert ta islam like Lou Alcindor...(Kareem Abdul Jabbar) masterbation..is tha onli way ya rhymes gonna "Cum" out... more pipes gone n ya girl mouf then a "Bum" house...(Crack House) u play with more balls then a physical doctor.. then take em ta tha "Head"like a goalie n soccer... |
newkid gots illiterate unconftent spits well getin ripped by a kid half his size but to him that shit ant a suprise
he ant only just been illdisposed but hes getin pimp slaped like all 1 of his hoes make nigga's depressed and turn into one big jelly roll in cyphers he dot put out tight shit cuss in battles he always droppen he writen bites thatr he thinks that just mite get hima victory( this a call out new kid battle me) |
Sorry to break it to u but ur records broken~
When push comes to shove over n over u just keep choken~ Ill bing ill bring 1 nigga n u can have ur whole crew~ Youll sing when all ur verses get put to shame by just us 2~ |
Replying to the week bars your supplying would only in cure in paralyzieing flow-2-crazy //
Be quit before I put you out like a hoe-on -that-baby shit// You so scared of pussy you on the I-got-rabies-bit// The last time you got pleaser was when you stuck your dick between the couch// And it was like the Bermuda triangle cuss what ever goes in never comes-out// |
Quote:
look at this groupie tryin ta persue me...stick ta ur video games// somebody please get rid of this lame...whatevah his name.. got dick on his breath..homo waitin 4 sumbody ta piss on his brain// you said it..I peeped an qoute it...yeah you wrote it// we know it..leap frog" :huh: "...shit faggot exposed his own crazy truth// nigga sweet ass a baby ruth an aint scared ta show it// got mike jackson as his avatar...aint that a scar on his ego// got a sexual offender as rolemodel ..I guess he recognize his people// talkin bout" keep my mouth shut or I'll come up missin"// tha homo version of R.Kelly sayin "I Couldve top Ya Shit While I Was pissin"!!! *Now tell me if his rhyme sounded like he was jackin off ta gay porn...why?Just check his verse!Leap frogLOL!!that was gay* |
ill bing aka ug...
Im just a goal you can never diminish~ You can start shit... but can you finish~ You can call me a pussy cuz i am what i eat~ Guess what that makes you... some cum covered meat~ You wouldnt have hot spit if i filled ur mouth wit my heat~ Winning for you is like the movies... you cant find your seat~ |
dissing Flow2crazy:
crazy "weeped"...boy don't got flow you leaked... good rappers in your avyI know...you posing right? all you do is speak basics...like your only open mic no you're not that ill...when I see I'm detecting lies what I see is sad...like my lids carry dem depressin eyes common in your avy explains why I predict your lines daily even biting won't work...how this nigga gonna fail cheat? :laugh: |
proverse... sup :thumbup:
Defeat ya life*, till ya cant believe ur eyes, so afraida me ya screech with fright Sorry this is so short... id make it longer, but im still tryna rhyme leaked with right *check his title |
this to flow2crazy here you is bitch
am a superior ripper ripping the posterior of emcees see first all break the body system into units and lots taking your ulna and radios and cracking your cranium with it damaging your memory losing those week rhymes your managing you cant with stand my apoplexy lyrical fib am bring next time rethink before replying with a attitude smack that shit with my dick and call it a spasms-coming-out-of-you |
this is to u ill bing aka U.G
hey u small and im buff//ill make u eat shit and stuff//ur as good as dead//i fucked ur mom in bed//hey man dont take this the wrong way//but i fuck her everyday//and ur dads ur pimp//i think hes the one wiit the limp//u were a mistake//me and ur mom got it on give or take//so now the truth is out//try not to pout//im ur daddy//so dont sass me laddy |
damn
this man is gay- he has no game he had to use his real name y bother to battle when you cant even rap i suggest you go to ya mind and sell that shyt back you a hoe so you like men wanna come at me dont do it again |
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