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You can "drop a faime.s quote"? C'mon, stop the jokes
we all know you'll Drop Dead before you Drop a quote. Its embarassin' to read ya verses. You the lamest, B your rhymes just bring disgrace to the name "emcee" How could you diss Yun? You never spit a flow hot and Yun's one bar was better than your whole drop! |
seriously that verse made me sick considering all the fact's
you think you slick but this Emcee gon knock you off track sucking dick would be a better career move then you Spitin fuck you could drop some unheard pac shit that you had bitin not a soul would give you a deal but that could be just-me it just no one wants a fucking fagget in the in-dus-try |
He Talkin'-Swell Til I Pop Off-Them-Shells
and prove that "Hard-Cor" is Soft-As-Hell!!// U Hypin yaself. So Don't Come-Wit-Flows ^n' Peep Ya Sig...You are None-Of-Those..// Sick bullets'll leave u wit a Hundred-Holes includin' some where food in ya Stomach-Goes// i'm 'too cold to eat', i'll leave ya 'Stomach-Froze' in fact, I'm 'Too Cold To Eat' like Sumthin-Froze!// |
fuk u like a rookie, you not beatin on kno one
this foe's-dumb feeble lyricist ur flow-crums the word from my-toung will fukin split ur scrotum when shots fire on the block youll see this hoe-run i dont kno where u came from but return to dat place-son im busting multies, attemptin punches with the lack of effort talkin his bull shit puttin in his two cents cause thats wat he's worth man it's not hard to see who's worst,it's not fair to the rest cause a loser from birth |
sin-scere look at you you mother fuckin matrix ass bitch
i'm just sayin that cuz you avatar is making me dizzy as shit but now lets get down to the real dissing homie whoa i just called a fagget homie that don't even know me how do i know you a fagget, cuz you at the bottom of the totum also cuz the the work from your tongue made spooge from his scrotum |
bitch i had to start off hard,if you ask around im the-wildest
fake as fuck,he the onli one who rap in peg city thats y he the-finest fuk talkin lets take it to the booth,i'll rattle you in the ring he a bitch,onli wen he puttin on "sparkles" is the onli time he bling you should stop rap n sing, it would be more a advancing thing you not ready for the heat, thats why all ur lines is fukin cold shittty barz and faggot punches, cob-webs all ova his track cause it's so old my barz will hav yours crushed n fold,im the muthafukin president u livin in my cypher fuk wit the negligence,u in my house bitch u's just a resident |
You had to start off fuckin hard huh well imma show u wildest/
Sin-scere is the biggest bitch i've seen on here since childish/ He cum on here act hard as 5-2/ Decent record but u dont get respect cus u battle Newbs/ I dont even see u active on here no more/ wat the fuck is up wit that idk if this nigga sure/ when i say sure i mean sure about rap/ you'll prolly cum on here sayin well i had shit to do in the bak/ well the baks up punk its either put up or shut up/ cus when u go agianst fly this nigga will get showed up and pumped up!/ |
lil bitch 'Fly-E" im a shut you up, yah cuz in one line
i'll give him a left knuckle sandwich like lunch-time by time it's time to rhyme i knocked out his teeth so he aint ready for crunch time you reppin the best, well i'll tell ya'll wat B.E.S.T means "Beatin off' "each other' sausages in the" "team" mayne i ripp you out ur clothes hav u replacin ur seams u got me goin hot now where ur bitch at i got to blow off sum steam fuk wit the best team, in is sleep is the onli time he'll be on the dream-team |
oo shit i feel a front line battle cumin on!!!!!!!! lol!
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ohh you feel a frontline battle comin on, homie your far from ready
im a rock you cant move me homie lyrically ur barz soft like ur teddy and listen up Freddy, tel ur mothafukin moms to stop hittin me up on the celly she running up my bill,im the type to kill n roll wit the steel he the type to kill and run away n chill n dumb the steel afta they findin his fingerprints on the steel for-real im rich like bill, but fukin way better lookin the way im beatin this beef on the barbeque it's like a family cookin he step in the ring wit a watch n chain n it got Tooken |
My bars got a attitude, you never Textin-Mean
n' ya punches too simple....Complex-Ya-Swings!// I spit about real shit, you just Text-Ya-Dreams about Techs-N'-Beams..n' stuff u Never-Seen..// Dawg, u Fiction. Yu belong in a Children's-Book 'Fishes' are the only things that 'Feel-Ya-Hooks'!// I'm affectin' his emotions, i got his Feelings-Shook i'll take the life out em....leave his Feelings-Took..// thats enough. |
why complex my swings,if your mind contain more garbage than bins
da blade from dis thing will rearrange ur grin the barz from my lines will make u do a headspin onli when applying gin to your hits you can say your punches hit hard we could go punch for punch bar for bar but you still wouldnt be up par and claimin that shitty drop was enough,your not even close to beating me no gun no flow how you beefin-me,your a thought less teacher aint nun u teachin-me man i aint even got my dik in the hood but it feelin-me,my lyrical literature is eazy to see .............to me your just an "infant" soo lil nigga go learn your abc's................................... |
Don't sneeze, cuz you're just coughin' up whack shit
u changed ur font, hoping it'd take the attention off of ur wackness. Your bars need to hit the gym, they so weak ocky and your verse is 'out of structure' like obese bodies. Ya leanin'. I'm here to straighten up ya crooked text your rhymes are so simple...they make Dr. Suess books look complexed. I'll 'blow your eyes on your feet' if you 'lookin to step' or 'put your eyes in a graveyard' cuz you 'lookin for death'.. new style, how u like it..? |
A sick-head on Sins nuts.. But I betten you its curable I'm flushin sick shit like I finished pukin in a urinal Ya heads sick? Don't rap, just cop some prozac If thats a new style.. Please tell me where the flows at All that practice for nothing.. Fam his raps been wasted Cause I just took sickhead's shots out like deCAPitation |
yu RE's AMBASSADOR? well, sonny SMASHIN'-WHORES
u not On My Level, I'm permanently PASSED-YA-FLOOR. I come up wit my shit, u be LOOKIN'-FOR-SOME-FLOWS u only 'make stuff hot' when u PUT-IT-ON-THE-STOVE! I'm suited for war, you still LOOKIN-FOR-SOME-CLOTHES im datin dimes like crazy, u still LOOKIN-FOR-SOME-HOES! put ya guard up, i'm ATTACKIN-WIT-PUNCHES,-TRICK my Lines be 'Killin Felons' Like 'CAPITAL-PUNISHMENT' i feel i'm wastin time when i RAP-WIT-U-FUCKIN-PRICKS cuz my worst bar is crushin HALF-OF-U-FUCKIN-PRICKS! i'm BLASTIN-DA-FUCKIN-CLIPS, BULLETS-SHOOT-FRESH make rapperz 'Take Shots' Like BULLETPROOF-VESTS' |
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