Oh so Cornfied boy and another lightweight back to the curse
Your fucking whack Corn, how many "its" do you want a verse??
And who the fuck is Calda Merda? I bet he takes it soft!
And dont gimme the shit cos i'll freeze your fro and shave it off!!
You faggots cant match-its so i suggest you quit on the double
Like Izza knowles when i'm pissed...THIS BITCH IS IN TROUBLE!

wow, that was bad.. and thats bein nice -
take it soft?.. herd you take it twice -
you try really hard, its pathetic to watch -
like arabs.. leave you dead when u fought -
caught, bitch.. half ya shit didn't make sense -
prolly cuz i didn't read half ya shit.. cuz u suck text -
eat you? kid, i swallowed you -
burn IcY til he nuthin but water molecules -

"oh i'll melt icy" - "oh i will to"
Faggot, you could'nt be ill if you was mildue
Stop banging out that shit, cos your nothing special
Your short and taste like shit, like clubbing menu's
You gon die very soon bra, its just the path of cunt fate
I guess topicals is your thing... and i guess battling just aint
Your messing with the reapest, ya step an get deleted
You punk, pipe the fuck down, we all know ya suck now!

ill n' mildue, wow.. talk about lack of facts -
u can rhyme sum words but ya wack at rap -
keep em comin..really, I got the time -
if we wuz in fl rt.. my battle rec would step to 9 -
i'll give it to ya...melt ya is getting old -
but so is icy.. so winning.. is really cold -
damn im sold.. and ure shit bores me -
i would lose.. but you already do that for me -

my nine milli reline yo rymes cuz they silly/soundin like a fuckin hilbilly/ im a rebel at a higher level/burry yo wack ass 6 feet under wita shovel/dont call yo mommy cuz ya might kill her you fuckin zombie/ naw betta yet i bet yo gothic cuz you sucked my dick and got sick/ then i dumped two hollow clips fo' yo tips/you wackier then the wearer deterrior rate you,shiver and quake/you iz seriously fake


you wack that waz a poem to ass

ups ta all yall g's ~one~

Someone dig him a hurst, I'm sure you wanna be made dead
Line 6 of that verse, half you time you dont make sense
Your right bro winning IS cold, So i'ma do - it
Your lines are so short they could be rapped to 2 - step
You musta wanted a death-wish because i wish-death
Your fucking the same sexes but the bitch aint split yet
Man i'm ruckin you out, we'll see if your cunnin down south
When i pull your legs inside out via your throat for runnin ya mouth

that was wack.. but so was the bullshit u compiled -
no bar structure.. sumone needs to get u a battle style -
and while we're at it.. wtf are hollow clips? -
bitch, funny part of this all is.. he really thinks hes sick -
kill my mom.. then rape my father instead -
u cant rap, so please...dont bother my thread -

"so dont bother my thread"
you sound like a hoe
i bet if i gave you a lolly pop youll probably wish it was my dick
u pick/ go back to wack village bitch/ befo' i split yo wig bitch/
spank you wita switch im yo daddy/ put you in ya room after that
now you aint happy/ you sound like you got yo rymes from cat
in the hat/ damn dawg yo level is at that/ super hero fan fag

who is this dude?ur giving michigan a bad name
go back to the science lab stay out the rap game
wasnt meant for u,ur skillz are str8 booty
ill slice u like a pig from the rootie to the tootie
michigan state sux ass u should move to ann arbor
maybe then u'll get some skillz,maybe get a lil smarter

y u always runnin yo mouth
b decieven people playin cat n mouse
i tell u wut u b recieven, it gun b my douce
let loose, so u get abused, and miss used
gots no clue, but ur hip hop life is thru
u jus got spit out like u was mouth full o chew
now leave tha stage as tha audience BOO'z for U

all u new b's are embarassments to the game
Especially this fag kenoras, flows are just lame
I'll put u to shame and ur the only one to blame
U want fame, don't think so i'll extenguish ur flame
Watever dont matter just a 0-2 little faget
More of tool then that faget bob saget

my bad for fuckin up the rotation but this goes ta saginaw fagot

ill have you takin back ta christ/ when you sacrafice/the way you actin slice and tear yo back wit knives jacking this niggaz life/
we know ur a fag n all/ but fuck saginaw/ ill murdah you in yo own city and sell ya as raw/meat/ beat chya ta the wyte meat



im from gun rue get it right bitch

KeMyst, b prepared to be distinquished
who cares when u b miss-linked-guest
cuz ur costume says u a quir in a pink-dress
ur brains weak, thats y u was in a shrink-test
ur jus a discrimination to this nation colors
b killed like all ur otha brothers, and diappear like u was a fat boi wit butter
climb back to tha streets and stay in tha gutter
look, i think thats his mind that was left in tha wind ta flutter
b unreconized like u was usher

hmm....i think ill be nice aww fuck it u suck
remember me from earlier who u dissed on cock fuck
ure rhymes are str8 gay who said u can rap
im here to tell u theys a liar,cause ur flows smell like crap
no style whatsoever its all just babble
ur name is kenoras?where u from,aladdins castle

ur rapping bout ppl who suck
wen ur da one dat sucks, dumb fuck
wen it comes to rapping, dere aint no worse
den pillboy who deserves to be in da herse
u looking like u an old lady wif a purse
protective of ur old lady's verse
man i'll leave it at plaing n simple
popped ur rhymes like dey were a pimple