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kid i alreasy merked you once, now ya back for more...
Kid did you learn anything after all those battle you been whored.. guess not this fags skill is so small.. just like the kid in ya avy... and when you post in this thread... you cause a lyrical tragedy so back of brad you've been whored so much ya text feels sad.. cos when i met ya dad he said "my son only showing have as bad" BLah minute key and its wack..... but he is still owned |
Niggas if i owned da site youd be gone,I wouldnt allow faggots,thats why he wants lil kim's thonge,dis homo wants to try it on,lil boy ya aint no lyrical legend wit dem 2 line hittas,my rhymes have ya head spinnin,like it was da rims on sum spinnaz,And i feel ashame to all who thinks dis bitch a renegade,just because he got hyper over sippin some gaterade,burn pop bitches like you everyday,bustin shots in ya body,like Micheal jordin and his fade aways,and if ya think ya hot and gonna get a mil. for a deal,when i hit bigs i pay ya a mil to shut ya grill,cuz dis bitch a discrace,thats why ya mom tryna fuck with me,too make another son in ya place,instead I pull out,and discrace her face,and i bet he got a shocked look on his face,lookin like da chick in micheal Jackson's thriller,Im like WWE's Randy Orton,Bitch Im da Legend Killer
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like ur name staes u do nothing but drop dirt
make hayz while the sun shines..y u mistake verse? errbody wantss u dead even ya sig..ya need ya heart burst.. u'll definately turn blue & die if u dear spit back at me* so u'ld best fall bak..if ya dont wan loose ya head like the iraqi ........^^^^ughh.. *his sig |
Would call you a has-been but you are something that never were
Ya skills are like me taking this seriously........... ..............just never occured! |
you a has been who never was been
your rhymes make make me sick you probably get you kicks sucking on dicks you acting like a fool because you never cool you probably white make me wanna fight i hate whites i like nites i hate lites PEACE. |
hey....
you are gay... okay. lol... go play in the highway. |
u r mean
not cool u just be a fool duck duck goose yo mamma is loose sippin on gin and juice i hang by the spruce luck number duece PEACHES p.s. i luv u |
Village pimp...Ha, cat's more like the RV village idiot
An herb.... plus his wack lyrics never seem 2 quit I'm just speakin it, This bitch doesn't have a life Who in the Fuck really.... I MEAN really....Claims to be RV's "Anti-Christ" The type that couldn't throw a "punch" in "Juice Fight" The type of fag who thinks he black when he's really white And He really might swear that he's the shit He need to take his nick name & just let go of it |
my gat push slugz give u "multi" wounds//(multiple)
multiple slugz give u more multiple holes like tha moon// this bitch is not a rapper just a one man fan// when i murk his crew the only time hell be'a a one man band// |
Pussy!!
Im not a baby not usin wordz like tinkle prinkle an wrinkled
use them come wit whack lines like Quote:
if i came weak im at tha peak postion of clippin ya ass i dont come wit bootleg rhymez like ya house tha floorz made of Grass The like a Harrasment to tha rap industry ur rhymez are lazy and u in a mental institution thatz why ya 'Flowz 2 Crazy' |
AC1....A1C, whatever the fuck your name is you don't want me to murder ya
You claim to be so great and all this bull shit but i aint never heard of ya While i'm throwin verbs at ya n' hearin laughta in the backround You don't even want this so you better back down before i lay the mac down And i start firin rhymes n' pretty soon hearin sirens No one tells me to fire when, don't spit 6 lines, i fire ten While i got these people admirin the words that're true A lot of dudes never seen pussy before untill they looked at you Here's somethin new, instead of jackin of to dicks, i'll make this all clear Though this is what you fear, but atleast be straight and jack off to the mirror That last line i meant be straight for once and jack off to what you see in the mirror....you know.....what you see yourself and everyone see you as....PUSSY....lol......that was weak....i know.....i am tryin to get more money so i can buy a sig :laugh: |
Yall Dumbz Dont Undastand Diss The Person Above You Damn Yall act Dumb N E WAyz
WTF? U Gone Lay The MAc Down on Another guy Is That A Sausage Up Ya Ass or A Damn Curly Frie U A Funny Guy Sayin That Ya Rymez Are A Hit Soundz More Like Yo Spit While Ya Shit And This Jus Dont get No Betta poppin Nigz Wit My Favorite Boretta Gainin the Chetta And I Aint Talkin Bout Cheese Stand On Ya feet Dick Suckin Aint Rii So Get off Ya knees and If you Suck that Bat Ond Yo Bac Then ill Put The Led N Yo head And Blow Off Ya Fat |
bitch ill simmeryah open valves just like yah mom pussy its soakin now
ill embarres yah.. now im pokin yah crown and i just broke u ...HOW man ill damage yah face and ravage yah lace will i savage yah tatse with leather steel caps smashin yah wit tazers.... yah bleedin internally u leanin awkwardly dose that mean i be beatin u softerly..but u still run... |
Your records 2-7 and you keep returning~
My punches hit you a year ago n they still burning~ You got hit wit a book and you still arent learning~ ^blah one minute |
Flow2crazy u rap like shit u rap like jay z/
bitch this aint free its 2 dollars and fifty/ U aint shit your raps are short like danny davito/ fuck you and your crew almost like the 3 amigo/ u dont belong in rap/ u belong in the 5th grad sittin on santas lap/ :gfy: |
yo, i got a question.. so answer soon as ya hear this shit.. was that verse real? cos i cant tell if you were jokin or bein serious.. if ya werent fuckin round, then easily you vs me ya ass is rattled.. I come better than your last drop when im writin a wackness battle.. |
Edit: To ThugLife
he doenst belong in rap?// we wasn't kidding when we said get back// you have no flow, your just an act// you should know alot about santas lap// your dad pretends to be Clause while you take a nap// he pulls some michael jackson shit// touches your legs and hips, then lips// you pretend your asleep, you open your eyes to peep// your fathers got you under the sheets// you squeek, and your mom screams// she says, "jees, let me get some please"// |
you all better watch out cuz milti man, mr. one~man~band/
he'll leave you merkd worse than a one~night~stand// cuz you bitches left soft, ripped jaw face all beveled/ cant contend to me on these imperical lyrical levels// all because this boys anthem has to be so dynamic/ compress your lyrics worse than ham in a can, just spam it/ leave you with no money in hand, another night spent in transit// |
nah ur mistaken.. my mics dynamic, your wack kid.. drop shit n ya thinkin ya killed me im thinkin ya guily of herbism... cos ya got ya own dictionary.. what the fuck is a milti? |
Man meetin me's gon see you leavin in a casket//
So stop shoutin sissy simple multi's cos they placid// Many men must make me lose my temper before I spit// Nothin new, never nasty, nigga's never knew i'd give a shit// Take a hit an leave you bleedin cos this rhyme's misleading// I'm teasing you cos this antagonistic view I'm appeasing// One Man Band tatooed on his hand I'll hand his ass a reprimand// The down an dirty's been done there's none that can with me compare// Try to step to me to get knocked out from me to you, it's a dare// |
sup riddle
man ya raps are wack.. droppin that shit ya bound to be over none that can with me compare?? quit it man.. cos ya soundin like yoda.. |
Sup sup OMB. Layed one for ya.
Practice makes perfect so we can elevate together. |
I'm stealin this spot to make it 1400 posts//
Yall niggas is toast cos I'm better than most// I take ya down an inch at a time// Makin sure I teach all yall how to rhyme// Elevate? No need to when you're the riddle// Cos I'm the god of this shit for shizzle// |
yeah word we cool.. y'all know im just up in this playin.. *clap clap* ya got some words on the page.. but what the fuck are you saying?! im gleamin a shotty, so wherever it be on ya body, top or middle ill rip you Cos ya vocabs wack as shit... well done man.. ya rhymed riddle with shizzle -_- |
go head wit ya multis i got all-round-skill
u can shotti-gleam all u want cus u gon fall down still when i clip and sit u on ya ass i flip the script and strip off all ya cash leave u stressed and broke smokin' spliffs of hash know you wanna bitch up slit ya wrist its sad |
hey tis to one man band
u suck u moms pussy//yeah suck not lick//u suck her like a tick//stupid prik//ur a hoe and pamick is ur pimp master// tis world is a disaster//u cant rhyme//and ur learnin time is out//ur a baby so go ahead and pout//ur gonna drown in da fount//im gonna kill ya and soon//kill ya like in the blue lagoon//ur wut the doesnt need//ull never getta plant ur seed//never succeed//ull never score wit a gurl//as soon as they look at u they hurl// |
yo rhymes are wack,my punches stick on you like my toungue on cold poll stick//
dis kid thinks he is ill plz u cant even be ill nor hotter if u suck da demons dick// |
tis to BkBrawla
yeah u r t he most ahted alive//on an island u wouldnt survive//id kill ya ass the first day//drown ya down by the bay//ur bloody body so mangled, ther eit lay//wut u have to say//im da rapper who can make u come true//or choke ya till u turn blue//u choose//be famous or drink booze//u probably suck too bad and wouldnt make it//ur jus an old granny, makin blankits,nittin//ur as dumb as a rat//bash ya in da head wit the baseball bat//got to go u make ur descision//ur either famous or ur dissin// |
tis is my best rhyme lines and u neeed to hear em
ur a prik// livin wit a toothpick instead of a dick// u make me sick// u suck ur moms pussy// yeah i said suck instead of lick// u suck her all nigth like a tick// i bet shes got a dick// ill fuck u up adn give ya a limp// ur a hoe and ur dadys ur pimp// its a miracle dat they have a relationship at all, father and son// hey i got balls but u aint gone none// ill kill ya one bent knee// between me and u sister i would of liked it to be// she was a blind fucker who couldnt see// she couldnt see r future- your will be erased// hopefully god she his grace// |
time to put dis dude to da end i'll break yo neck with an rope hangin u be on life-support(da rope supportin yo neck and u losin yo life)
i'd punch in yo stomach were it hurts,leavin dis kid sub-mersed// |
Dis nigga talkin about hangin people like he in da KKK,i wonder if he just black,or be hanging with his mom with the white wanna be foreplay,and ya know what,I didnt even know Da clan was in da Bk,or maybe it stands for a bitchin King,But i think it should stand for DQ,for da drag queen,boy Im dag mean,and you lucky i cant be ill cuz im drugged up on Nyquill,But u aint even worth my talent,im just dissin you lightin,to break da awkward silent
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shyt u make no sense
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aight well im gonna skip u and im gona diss bradley thomas
I could hear you a mile away like a screeching brake~ Only way you'd be hard is if u were a yearold cornflake~ Only "ears" that can stand to hear you are corn~1 Maybe you should give up now cuz ur new style is already worn~ 1-hes from iowa that all they got there |
Slow ya flow cos you crazier than michael Jackson//
Dis on Bradley cos that's all you can hack my padawan// Bradley, bradley burned like toast// if he can't do it, it can be done by most// It ain't hard to diss on a 10th rate rapper// Give him a break man, he's from Iowa// Okay, you're from the Ill state rappin about cornflakes// Sick in the head state, thinkin of your mom while you masturbate// It's ya fate dog, it's done bin decided// My raps in elevation, your's done bin subsided// |
riddle-me-this,/
i expose this hoe, like clitoris/ your flow, vagin-ol,/ smells like old fish/ i know bout, wha blow/ an yeah,/ you rappin this and that/ this'll alleviate your game/ or I inebriate with gats/ riddle-ME-that/ im livin fat, but never got greedy/ ima rent u a rhyme/ so then ive give to the needy/ believe me,/ you need to leave me/ the fuck alone/ Arch the Dark barks/ but i bite with chrome/ |
Bradley thomas:
You are wack... In fact so wack, I thought you were another member in an alias fuckin around, but after readin through some of ya battles n posts.. Its obvious your not... so, stop thinkin ur so dope... Honestly you are the wackest MC ive come across in a while, with a style that resembles Dr. Suess. No structure, no flow, no punches, no creativity, no wordplay, no metaphors, nothing. I'm surprised at your ego. Spitting some wack shit "you suck your mother like a tick//////yes i said suck not lick////////////" etc. and half ya "diss the person above you's" are exactly the same lines, because your vocab is so small. Ive spoken to you before, because you were racist, then you talked shit and challenged me, so we had a battle in which you no showed. Anf now you diss me, after I didnt diss you, and after somebody else dissed me... Which is against the rules... and then you posted back to back dissing people randomly with wack verses that were barely readable and made no sense... and then you freeposted... all against the rules. I find it hard to belive that you "burnt" me with that shitty bunch of words you call a rap... Theres plenty of people on here with ego's like yours... Carsonjet, empire, ice pick... but they all have at least SOME skill... Wack kids that come onto the site with an "im the best" atittude, like you, Thuglife.... and the rest of the 100000 herbs that are like that, wont ever get anywhere or get any respect. Tone yourself down a little. And work on elevating instead of shit talking. One. BTW to the next guy, dont diss me, cos this isnt a verse, diss archie. |
ArchieDX be Suckin Dix for too long//
Loves rappers so much, he steals lines from they songs// Knowledge is power like knowledge reigns supreme// I got power an control ain't nothin you can tell me bout this team// Oh my god bradley, you blind or just plain stupid// Flow said nothin about Iowa, I came up with that shit// I'm sick of shit nit pickers tryin to out rap me// I spit 12 lines of acid an expose all they asses for greasy// |
lmao... sum on point shyt by OMB.. wat up homie? been a long time.. im bac.. lets show em how its done...
ayo... how u comin out soundin like da netcee doc suess? these glock-2's in ya crib blammin will shake the block loose call me cock-loose cuz im gettin ma pipe done ya grl stay lookin like a chalk board, covered in wyte stuff da whyte thug, play aroun u can have ya life stole im outta space, but they call me da whyte hole think on it... ~1~ |
to 6 da finish
yall all the shit you spit is racist, ill put a glock to ya mouth to show you death aint tasteless/ evr gonna battle me youll know ill win/ ill leve you colored as the same complexion as my skin/ you suck fool why you in this/ cuz all i gotta do id drop 6 to finish/ |
Yo man... ya flows so choppy, .. ya make it look like your proud to stutter But ima fuck up oreo, twist his head off, then dunk him... drown the fucker Sup sixx |
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