hes right, hes out when i come about//
ill fill in this dudes cracks* like grout//
he coodnt kcik an ass* if he rode one//
which he does to the male bum, this is 4 fun//
not to cause beef, but if u stopped rappin it wood be a relief//
after i destroy u call me chief, im a theif~on ~the~streets//
cuz ill steal ur cleats, after i beat ur ass runnin//
your baby's bib around his neck ill be gunnin//

*cracks, all the stuff he sux in, like evryhting
*ass=donkey

lmao! *shakes head*

What you talking bout my entrance, your newer than me...
I peck this faggot down like a cockatoo with a pee...
Wiping the floor with this punk is a mission accomplished...
Slap this biatch with the same hands that i fisted ya mum with...
I can imagine it now, baby oil and screams when he slaps cack...
I'll twist your neck and snap it, maybe then you can chat back...

Nigga your not cold your not even chilly
You should not be a rapper Re-think it really
So silly how these kids think they go skills
You must a been taking them tuff pills
But I'm a fluf this soft nigga
Trust no bitch is to good for a triger
And never met a anybody bulet proof
I'll leave ya young as cryen lookin at the roof

yo chase u made a mistake
shoulda chose a different cypher but now ur eyes will burn worse than mace
cuz wen u read this text u'll wish u were blind
u'll probly run 2 ur mommy yellin"THIS MC IS BEIN UNKIND!"
y do u post on this site y do u even rhyme
my flows gonna leave u bent worse than if u had no spine
theres no way of gettin out of it ..... not this time
i killed u so bad u cant even deny it ur my bitch.....UR MINE

I can see that you come up with creative * names*//
making your idenity connect with ya verse, they as good as *blankz*//
your rhymes have no design//
you must be brain dead, since your verses come from your *piece of mind*//
chop you up with my lyrical blade, down straight//
ur spits are light as a feather no wonder ur a true light weight//
AHHH...sorry I was tired....
LaTeR

what up blanks,is that the name ur girl gave you
poor guy cant have kids,puppy waters ur aka foo
u may be 5-1, u must be battling broke mc's
ur skills are not selling,like master p cd's
illeterate ass fool cant even spell simple words
fuckin IQ is str8 pothetic,when u think i bet it hurts

Aimed @ Blankz (the other two catz arent even worth a drop)


This is a Re-introduction, Bounce ~2~ BlaNkz with total Destruction/

Your 'soft-lyrics' like penile Disfunction, Can't Come Hard no matter the 'Suck-tion'/

It's Fecal Matter that splatters when ya Jaw gets ~2~ Jabber/
When it's ear drums I shatter ~N~ serve weak MC'S on platterz/
Ya couldn't 'Elevate' if ya Grabed a MIC ~N~ Climbed up a Ladder/

In other words ya Spit is shit, ya must of 'slipped' off the Dick ~N~ had a 'Lick-idy-Split'/

bounce doggy bounce,why you be ridin dicks for
stuntin like u snoop u aint never seen a 64
LA is for gangstas not broke ass crossdressers
u dont live in the hood and ur not a G,fess up
im sorry to be truthful,i just tell it like it is
why dont you go home and give ur b/f a lil kiss

Aimed @ that whack job pill boy

Excuse me but who made you the doctor of Rap?/
If style was an illness you'd be labeld the ~Crap~/

It's too simplistic ~N~ non realistic, ya shit is weak ~N~Just another statistic/

In contrast to me, I'm quite Ballistic and 'OH-SO' Saddistic like a 'Bear' @ a 'Picnic'/

Catch the word play? Or missed it? Either way, ya RAP I Dismissed it/

I'm like a flame thrower ~N~ your more like a Bubble Blower/
So Pick ya pride off the floor ~N~ neva post Here No more/

Cuz to you RB has Closed the door/'

thanx for the invitation to come play doggy bounce
as far as rap goes,ur like a underweighed ounce
full of shake and dont match up on the reefer scale
word play?yeah i got it?ur shits like a beached whale
pothetic and stranded never to be put back at sea
u just need to pack ur bags and ride out from RB

I think you mean Pathetic, dissing me you'll be soon to regret it/

I'm scientific when I'm dropping specifics, ~N~ spitting lyrics explicit/

Elevate before you seal ya fate ~N~ step ~2~ an MC that'll damage ya cranial plate/

I'm dropping bombs while ya twitteling thumbs, My heat'll ravage ya brain ~N~ leave ya body on 'Numb'/

Ya soft, nothing and weak, while I'm Hard ~N~ everything you seek/

Ya style is non appearant ~N~ see thru, if talent came in Pill's Boy'... you'd need two/

So mutha fuck you!

I'll diss you and never regret it, your rhyme style is pathetic,
so check it, wheres your leash so i could take you for a lil walk,
no response cuz puppies dont talk, jus bark, lets go to the park,
and play some catch, i'll throw out your wack versus you'll bring'em back,
what the hell is that, drool from your mouth,
you know betta no goin on the couch, this is what i'm all about,
storytellin, actin like a felon, come against me and i'll leave u smellin!!!!!

deeni you suck, consider yourself dissed
i hear what you lay down and i think that its piss
like a bad joke with no punchline,
going nowhere in a long time
pontificating like a preacher, boy i'll do the tellin
shut the fuck up and just give up coz it's your rhymes that be smellin'

superstar wit no punch/ rocks strictly wit fronts/
hypothetically and miserably delivering junk/
equivocally done/ meet me an your physically stunned/
redundant raps got no stamina/ it's pitiful son/
but still he gone come/ talkin like he shootin wit guns/
but check the ammo in tha chamba/ find he's peelin wit none

MC bass, I'll cut this shit straight to the chase/
so sit an pace, smoke yo shit till u win, last place/
act insane, but everyone knows u juss playin a game/
cuz ya raps are tame, lame, and locked, tied up with chains/
might as well just have u bound an gagged/
crown u king of fags, cuz u make up the spade between straights and gays/