your flow is shit, you should just quit//
Cock Fuck? on your mind is staight up dick//
you fagget, if only yours was equipt//
you wouldn't have to say that stupid wanna-be rip//
i'm about to kill you dawg, i'm loadin' my clip//
rattatata awe there it went//
now you're my most recent casket i left the world wit//

yo, you think you know how to rap?
the only thing coming out of your mouth is crap
whoever gives you a mic is committing a crime
cuz you have no idea how to even rhyme
why you be ragging on his cock size
when you can't even get yours to rise
get your sorry ass back to school
you ain't a rapper, just a tool

I'm like a dick cumin at you pussy to hurt you/are you that same Kalvin from the MC DONALD commercial/bitch ass nigga, you gonna fuck around and get your egghead beated/everytime I shit, you're right there to pick it up and eat it/kill that noise b4 I punch you out/ do I ever, come down, 2 your job, trying 2 kick dicks, out of your mouth/homo thug as nigga, still sleepin with TEDDY/I guess that bear ass, got you sprung, already/nigga take a cold shower, to cool, your horny ass off/I know, my gun, reminds you, of a dick, in your mouth thats ready, to blast off/

Woah, Woah, Woah keep the dirty talk between yourselves,
I know that sex sells, but not between 2 dudes,
both of you are confused, your not followin the bibles rules,
your not listenin to what they told you in school, your actin the fool,
lettin other dudes touch the family jewels, i'll let god make you yesterdays news,
strikin down from his palace uptown, catchin you wit your pants down,
fuckin homo ass rappers, go change your pampers,
cuz i got you shittin bricks, with this verse lettin you know what happens when you play with other niggas dicks!!!!

This cats comin tryin to diss but only gets dismissed,
your lines aint worth quoting, all you said was dick...
faggot ass bastard cant even spit a legitamite thought,
This kids only been caught jackin off to the pics of N'Sync on his wall,
"step" to me and "I'll chop you", leaving you "de-feeted",
your lyrics are arranged in such, that after you spit em I make you eat it.
~AshY~

There's a head-band wearin faggit at home in ya avy...
I guess ya broke a sweat, writin that gay calligraphy.
Your 'thoughts be glistening'...must be ya wet dreams...
Diminishing ya mind, like ya lubing with vanishing cream.
Ya crew's whack...only Word~Perfect stands out with skill...
Hangin with misfits, ya'll like irregular clothing from Goodwill.

Born to kill?, more like born to be killed//
Bitch really sucks at rappen so keep them lips sealed//
Don't talk, don't speak...your rhymes are comen off weak//
Even screech from saved by the bell will play you for a geek//
Shoot your way and watch you start to flee//
Take a look at real skills and you'll find how it's hard to see//
Kid, just take ya time//
Ya mind is blind for tryen to find divine rhymes as sick and similar to mine that bind the brain!

50 cent made an album, get rich or die tryin,
if i got rich, i'd make u try more than dying,

leave you a lil dizzee boy, in the corner cyin
ryhmes nothin but substance, nothin much lyin,

no sig, names got me thinkin that u nice
but that cud only be affored at the right price,

license to kill?well im the judge and im revoking
your rapping is a shame,what the fuck do you be smokin
revolution is coming?well i hope u aint in it
i feel sorry for the world,raps going to the weakened
what gives people like you the courage to try and flow
ur weak,sorry,lame,and broken u need to leave it alone

Yo y dont u go follow ur name
take sum pills and end ur rap game
over dose, this aint no joke
we want ya ta die, dont try
but fly wit tha reaper that has ur scroll
fuck it, here every one vote on this poll
end ur game: or live in shame
ah who cares, look pillboy is different colors
he tryin ta b tha care bear
man ur career gon die jus like sunny and cher

ok u asked for it this time,so dont cry when i hurt ur feelings
ur a lousy excuse for a rapper,ur skills just not appealing
ur the one that needs to die,or maybe go sit in the corner
its time out for you ma'am,ur not a man, just a foreigner
okanogan?what the fuck?u must be fuckin kidding
thats not even on the map,your 0-2 wheres your win kid?

Simple............EASY KEYSTYLE........
yo..
I win you lose//
you suck, you o-2//
Ill say you live a LOSER LIFe, da truth//
cuz your record and ur sig say you live tru//(TRUTH)..yea
so it aint no lie, i know im rude//
but this verse sucked, but it beat yours, so waht does that make you?//
....LOL...I KNO

Pilly boy wanna flirt//
makes me laugh but, whats worst//
is dat this cat aint even good enough to have a signature//
your rhymes are feminine, so ill say a girl tune & put my rude manners on mute//
...*ur rhymes were cute*//
but ur a flirt so I kno ur gunna write back again//
hopin that gay Knoras will then, be ya new boyfriend//
....LOL....

i'ma hunt u down like u was in tha safari
take u as greek food and eat u as calimari
u jus scraps frum tha remains of a eatin bat
dont even pull dat bull shit that u can rap
yea i am frum tha Okanogan, look in BC
o i for got, this is tha only MC that cant read
do u know where Canada iz, first of all its not up ur ass
and its not includin ur jiz, i'll give u a quik quiz
how long duz it take for u to stay str8
ta leave alone ur beef, and not to masterbate
man i'ma sound like charlie brown but gud grief
i'ma rein u down, and chain u down, like i was a chief
fuck wit me, and die wit tha low lifes
u have one strike, befo u die tonite
harpoon u as if u were a pike in a creek
look i think i jus mutilated this fuckin gay freak.

yo lets go go evil solo
its u verses me, and i'm han solo
lets go, and i'ma pack u up like a chocolate rolo
lets go, and i'ma make u go around tha world like marko polo
u jus a homo, so go ho, not slow like u was a hobo
oh look i gon get caught by tha fuckin popo
i'm like robo cop, and bust u open like u was jock
fly away like u was a flock
i'm harder than chevy, like a rock