Clap back...12 pac's...fuk a 9 millimeter's or ne kinda heater's....
I rather be a drunk wife beater, drownin in a 40' liters'...
Car's, fancy home?custom tailor?....naw fuk it buy a trailor...
How bad can u feel?....when your goal is tryna be a failure....

check it

Yo i cant beleive u talkin shit, cause this boy will stalk a bitch//
If i shoot i'll neva miss from long range like Peja stojakovic// (Stoy-aka-vich)

I keep da 'Fame' in da 'Game' but i aint ta 'Blame' fo dat 'Lame' shit u 'Spray'n'// (SPRAYIN)
pocket gun shootin ya 'Brain' ...brain cells will 'Drain'...leave u wit no 'Game' Dien in 'pain'//


I 'Laid' ya 'Maid' and 'Sprayed' to 'Fade' the 'Grade' of people so when they here my flow they 'Raid'//
So I 'Prayed' and 'MAde' u 'Trade' ur flo dats 'played' so leave be4 u get 'Slayed' ma flow is HEAT like d'wayne Wade//

dats all i got riight now i dont feel like rippin' flowz 2night iight holla back young's OKAY!!!

Bloody and Bruised is how I Display Mics & Kidz wit Stage-Fright
I bless the Session wit Perfection Lessons Until Ive Raised Christ
Known to get high than Acting Rude I run circles around MC's like Track Athletes Do.. Its No problem when i give birth to Rapz Fucking Raw like No Condoms

While Im out on my grind u niggas mop kitchens/i earn my shit u niggas steal ya cake like shoplifters/i been told u i dont fuck around with niggas/cause a gangsta like me might up and pound niggas/put a X on ya spot have u literally bleedin/you niggas candidates you argue for political reasons/i handle the glocks u might find three shooters/Plus we handle the blocks like we pre-schoolers

Flying outta the buildin with no strings attached
And yeh i got balls, without checking my sag
If this rock Pack don't work ill be crap pop and Flat
Kinda like the cerial that i eat for a snack...
I only told my boss i was leanin out to check the Crack
Cuz imperfection get me hagged, like women shakin tick taks
Yeh i'll buy that, soon as you get up from that heart bypass
I don't take shit, which is weird cause i aint got a wide-ass

war,destruction,disease in function
pain,anger,misery and hate,are we gona try to heal or world or are we just gona wait?
till things get outa hand,not the way we planned,ending this beatiful world of ocean and land.
You say your gona help,you say this isnt right
blockin it all out as I hear children screamin in the night
everyone's afraid,scared of what might happen
listen to these lyrics,understand what i be rappin.
Im only able to wlk these streets alone when its light,
too many evil ppl on this earth
C'mon I wana live safe and happy
LetZ put up a fight!

spit megatons, and atom bombs, and form a mushroom cloud/
Contaminate the planets water system, and level the ground just like a plow/

Destroy entire spieces of creatures, and predict the earths future/
The planets bleek, by the year 2005 it'll be crushed says the barometer/

I eviscerate, human beings to satisfy my essential needs in life/
They differ from the average humans, cuz in like Zeus, throwin bolts of lighting,lighten up the night/

My flows are impressive, and they'll leave the impression/
In ya head, that this rap session that i am doin, has the lords blessin/

But its also hexed by the blunt smoken, evil doin, eternal demon/
They make you incappable of seein, and melt the ice caps in the artic regions/

As i spit my rhymes you know that they are too dope for you to comprehend/
They kill you with the animosity of a twenty pound pen/

I'll collapse your esophagus, lungs and pin you down with my tounge/
Your cadaver's left on the ground to sit and rot under the sun/

My saliva contains acetate, so i hack phlegm into your eyes/
You'll get apolexy, it annihilates your blood cells over time/

Anyone that wants to battle me, its like you want a death sentence/
And after your dead i'll ressurect you to become me apprentice/

Me and the Phantom Dark Disciple, spit prophecy like aristotle/
Were not prophets, but we speak the wisdom that makes u suicidal/

some shit..i wrote down last night...

hand shakin//
waitin, debatin//
whether I should encrypt another paintin//
images from verbal spankins//
impatience//
restless so I begin creatin//
I start, but am never finished makin//
slow and painstakin//
I don't know how long the process has taken//
progress, it finally starts to take shape in//
reveiw it quick for sum test tastin//
slip a few breaks in, on occassions//
climaxin and my heart starts racin//
rough revisions, no time for wastin//
copy it on the clean sheet thas adjacent//

Visit me, as i recline and i begin to dream/
look back 20 years, and try to undo my history/
it's a mystery to how this pain serusly puts me in misery/ (seriously)
to the point i wanna just shoot my self or pull out teeth/
like candy from a baby, sorry aint been that easy lately/
it takes 6 seconds less inorder to respond greatly/
this aint no joke, aint nobody laffin at what i spoke/
cause most times i spit the truth, and ends up with a neck-n-rope/
i hope i choke instead of instantly goin into submission/
listen to what im wishin, cause this might be my last good condition....

yo

these thugs i see is just nothin but actors
and when comes to the green and carrots we actin like rabbits
people snitchin on niggas cause they cant win a battle
so i have to come in this cypher and put my thoughts up at u
cause phony niggas only wish they can be as hard as follow up
and when they see the hollows up, they get vulnerable like bitches who swallow nut
fuck these clowns now im suspended
oh well i guess complainin about the shit was the only way he can have the battle ended
this nigga is really white powder cause he stay on my dick (inside joke)
his girl is as pale as him, but im still rapin the bitch
it dont matter but i just dislike these haters
more than heat outside and being chased by cicadas
i havin fun im out, so stay in gangsta camps
shoot ya legs u in a wheelchair now u race the ramps

remember when i was stuck on 50-cent/
had no money no father for a influence/
still went to school learn to speak real fluent/
part of the roc just been recruted/
spittin for a while nothing to it/
haters defitnely losing/
love or war which one am i chosen?

I'm not tryin to face defeat/
come face to face wit heat/
or get laid out in da middle of da street/
I'll Keep movin even if you severed my feet/
I'll walk on my ankles till they start to bleed/
I'm a man motherfuckas, I don't follow I lead/

Why do most people rap like Tupac,
Like "Youll die in about 1 or 2 shots"
Some of 'em aint ghetto, all they do is listen to their BoomBox
So they pretend they are, but in the end they'll see who's hot
Once they realize it's J-Rad, they'll turn gay and start wearing Blue Socks
And they ex-girls will call me Papa, Haha

nigga when i spit im hittin down long 2 short range targets
ya whole body a mark especialy ya head thats where the gun bullit will park-it
nigga ya words u spit aint understandable lik a 90 year old wit no teeth
tryin to speak,
and if u dear step up 2 the plate i'll leave ya brains on the corner like skid marks in a shitty's man brief

I rap what I want and I spit krazy lyrics of fire
With a bass so strong it can damage your amplifire
Hittin on a chronic blunt hopin to get higher
Have it hit my head and start me like hot wire
I utter words that cause peeps brains to explode
it's an attempted murder for me to go on rap mod

When I spit I make niggas feel neglected
But when niggas battle me i put them to sleep like they was narcoleptic
I spit flames, burn down studios
I smash foes, plus i dry niggas weak flows
Its like a prison the way you dealin with heavy bars
I walk the streets with a magnum to demolish ya squad

Wit out a beat I spit flames that cause a massive heat wave-
Fuck a 3rd degree you get creamated, and ya rep. a deep grave-
I over come obstacles like Jay Z first apperance in the industry-
Yall been slept on me homie & I'm one of the bettah str8 from the street-
Where I pull the chrome metal piece from undah my fleece-
Cause bitches and snitches is lurking around the block and is flooded wit police=
I'm selling for least to bring in all kinda clientell-
On the block or the corner where I'm at you wont sell-
So fuck it, give it up, what the hell=
Are you trying to blaze me for-
when I hold the detnator to yo door, that is blocked wit c4-
You a dumb ass niggih but not anymore=
Ya stakes is gone, ya plans is gone-
And you cant leave nah cause ya plates is wrong-
Nah shut the fuck up next time and just let me use the phone-
You pop bitch, talk shit, get hit, real quick, wit a mack to the dome.
Yo I'm just freestylin niggih, leave me alone.

man, i'm sick and tired of cleaning my room
wish i could invent a magical broom
it'd sweep and dust and even hide shrooms
and while it works whistle a tune
i'm just bored as fuck on this monday night
wish i had a light or someone to fight

If y’all would just sit down, and stop harassin’ me, I think I now could shut shit down, and drop your ass and me/
This gun to your face is no illusion, I’ll break in your face like an intrusion, What if this, if that, this what if shit, fuck that/
Just do what you think, but if ya bring life’s dice to the table don’t blink, Your not eternal, Your battle ship can sink/
Your kinda maternal, My words are tec nines, they wreck lines, disrepect rhymes, direct times, to the end of times/
Genocide, suicide, homicide, There ain’t no place to hide, Kill the Village, Cuz Village is Killer, Mafuckin’ Thriller, Blood Spiller/
Kill Village or Village kill, Village fill mortuaries and obituaries, Leave ‘em leavin’ in caskets, those faggots, We jumped ‘em like jack rabbits/

here i am da beast from da east coast 2 rip here on rapbattle
i spit venomous rhymes & flows dat leave a muthafucca'z brain rattled
da name is LC aka Loose Canon str8 psycho nigga here 2 shake diz bitch up
i spit lethal lyrics dat hit ya like when i bust my glock & u betta watch out or get ur head chopped
diz is just a freestyle i thought of a few minutes ago 2 express how i get down
afta 2 or 3 battles i will prove 2 erbody dat i'm da best all around

When ya bitch gimme bobble head my throtte it becomes a loose cannon
My guns got a cop radar like doplar, pop, drop and shock haters like city toppler
When the sun come out, Tommorow... you'll waddle in your sorrow and borrow
The next 5 lines, cuz my rhymes like dimes, they get you high, no lie, you're shallow
The next 5 times, my rhymes disect you into lines, bicep choke you, you were told
That Village is Killer, a mother fuckin' thrilla, blood spilla, verses illa than your cold

i aint j-kwon even doe i make all da girls tipsy...
Dey call me Milk Cuz nobody wants Beef wit me..(beef n milk is wrong 2getha)
I keep gats at waist like dey was ma belt...
u cant even spit u 'mist' and dats y ya flow cant be felt...*can barely feel mist*
I got so much wordplay i use dictionarys for fun....
if peeps talk 2 einstien on dis site..dey will tell him "i think we found ur son"(LMAO)
I be at corner stores rappin 2 Car horn Beats....
Im like da bottom of ya sneakers cuz i stay on da streets...
niggas flea when dey see me Im da next sickest EMcee....
ma strength i bend trees buy bentleys,Cuz I make all dem BEnji's...(Benjimens)

yo yo yo dis ya boi E-Syde Thug, kummin threw blastin slugs/
puttin six shells ta ya chest, puttin ya damn soul 2 rest/
its about to be another tradegy, cats gettin assinated like B.I.G/
niggaz albums is floppin more than Vlade in tha post (Vlade Divac Basketball player), its a party in ya girls mouth and im tha host/
i aint got no bullets but im bout 2 put tha clip in and pop ya, these catz are horrible i rather sit threw an opera/

i saw sum good shit just da otha day while i was driving by in my car
2 bitches kissing & feeling on each otha while standing in a driveway from afar
so i went ova there just 2 c wut i could get into wit dem
ask dem 2 could i join dem inside dey crib & dey told me yeah just cum on in
aftawards i got in 1'z guts 4 20 mins, den i got in da otha'z guts 4 20 mins on da couch
lastly, i turn dem ova & fucced both of dem doggystyle 4 10 mins den i bounced

niggaz hate on me cuz i fucc all dey bitches on da regular basis
when dey cum by lookin 4 me wantin 2 cause static their da reason y i catch alot of cases
eva nigga on here except 4 a few, r str8 trash & their ass is thru
dey r has beens & slow dying, get a career in acting cuz dat'z all dey do
act like their hard, act like their bout it, but really do dey want beef shit i doubt it
i don't run 4 shit, & always da last on da scene, which means bitches like y'all should wake up, face reality, & stop living in their dreams

im bored feel like spittin gangsta rite now...lol..im bored

u kno when u up against blaq-ink that aint no game its serious
yall want 2 be thugz..bad actors like ludacris in 2 fast 2 ferious
if u wanna spit bac i'll rip out ya tonge so u cant talk
and if u wanna brawl i'll slice ya legs off so u cant walk
so if u see blaq that ass better be thinking of a funieral home
cause u wont be able to wit a fuckin basket-ball size slug in ya dome :laugh:
let ink kno u bout it,u kno im fuckin loco
u a baller lets see how a bullit looks between the sign in ya head band logo
~1~

yo when i get pissed i spark up a L
u try 2 double cross me wit my flame thrower i'll burn ur ass like ur in hell
it'z no longa a game, mo like a hunting event
cuz ne bitch wanna violate will get clapped wit 5 slugs str8 2 ur chin
please don't take me kindness 4 a weakness
cuz i'll have 1 of my hoes strap a rubber dicc on & fucc u in ur ass til we hear ur tail bone rip

i will kick in ur do/ ducktape all u hoes/ & make y'all lay on da flo
pull out my gat clock it & bust it/ shoot eva last 1 of u bastards/ leave ur body there so when da coroner cums he can wrap u in plastic
ne where i go all round da world/ i smoke dro, make money, & fucc all types of girls/ when i'm ride by u'll c me ridin on 20's in a big azz chevy imperial
give me my props, & say damn dat'z boi has good word play/ 2 all y'all hatin azz bitches betta watch wut u say/ netime u wanna find me cum round my way, cuz i'm all bout trigga play

I got a lil' bit of shit to clear, STill I need to get a drip of beer/
You see, gettin' hit by my shit dear, Is like gettin' hit by a deer/
Wreck the shit, And When I spit, I deck the Bitch, Then I shit/
Don't you get, Pissed off and shit, When The Shit I writ, Beats ya bitch/
I come in to cypher wack, Like rhymin' Right Now, BUt Stand up, I'll sniper that/
Bouncin', I'm hyper mack, Turn the light down, I'll stand up, Where da lighter at?/

u kno ink gettin any bitch wit the size of my dick and a flash of cash
hittin any pussy i wish bustin my nut and let my sprem drip down the crack of they ass

rite now i need a asprin cause im gettin so much head
u'll see so many birds round me that u think i feed them crumbs of bread

u kno when u come u dont care where it sprays even if its in the face
cause blaq's the pimp gettin more head then a pillow case

wit the monster dick im tearin up all kinds of vaginas
and the same bitch u wit choose's me in stead cause my dick is longer the great wall of china

all i need is a pitcha...and i'll let da heata hitcha..
spit hot shit..ma top lip got feava blistaz...
we da liquor and i can barely stand up....
model chicks..swolow dicks..tare ma man up....
bezzlin im crazy see ya face in da rim...
if i eva catch a case imma get base in a binch....
wut da fuck wrong witchall i'll palm da fifth...
burn lead turn ya head 2 a lasanga dish....
u was born a pussy and u gon die a bitch..
now turn dis music louda cause dis dat rida shit...


hot shit niggaz holla

yo
look


Yo my rhymez are tight waiting for a Deal...::
Peal the real leave u wet like a damn Seal...::
im destind to kill like the Death on my list is D2R...::
tar mar kar wit far sarr--ow i will fuck up this wackk as FA-Tar....::: made up wordz to boring'

quit conforming to fuck heads who're whoring your ass to the masses face it you're wack and take it as a warning, we're swarming secadas in the morning piercing your ears leaving you with more rings than jordan

b4 i go 2 rob a bank or sum bitch shining when i'm on my creep
i slip my skeemask & gloves on 2 so when i commit crimes i don't leave behind a fuccin fingerprint
i cum str8 from dez streets in wash, dc i only want money i don't need y'all bitches u can keep dem
while i was in da mall i slip ur brode da # when she want sum dicc she'll give me a bleep

Pop shots like i got a 5 second shot clock....
im ghetto nigga i dont even rock socks.....
I play niggaz out like nintendo games....
im water...niggaz im guessin Again its gon rain...

wack shit lmao

Just spitting
 

I got bangers so i'm hyped and raw, slice your fingers, so u won't be able to type no more./
I'm writing til i see lord, only time these dudes pushing keys is when they typing on there keyboard./
Only time you bust is when u pump your dick, like two asses touching ya'll gone bump my shit./

LoL.......Just Spitten top of the dome

O.K. let's go

i'll have you burnt, your body in front of your mom's house/
what you got gingivatis, cuz you scared to open your mouth/
niggas try to hold there ground, but nobody's grippin there lines/
there rhymes are like "DRY MOUTH" they couldn't spit if they tried/
my raps r gonna be remembered like tupac enscriptions/
your raps don't work like cell phones under bridges/
fukin wit the boy RICH, you'll get more bullets then 10 gunners/
you'll be mad while im gettin more "SKULL" then "HEAD HUNTERS"/

off the top~~~

look at this ice that im clenchin,ima drifting permafrost
i swing and scamper at opponents like a scheme in lacross
I wouldnt stake on my opponent cuz thats a financial loss
And ima babble till you subdue of conducting hearing loss
Jesus man gaze at my pockets they need the jared restriction
And the way i bless the mic, i should do a benediction
I suppose i spit one extra to amuse the array
And my necklace looks sort of like a crystal display

u kno when blaq got the rock breaking niggaz down wit the crazy handle
blow pass them so fast its like blowing out ya brithday candles

runnin down the court fast as a fucking advance alien space ship
putting niggaz out of commission and there ankles in a bad preditcament

when i u come a-cross me i'll have ya ankles sollen wit fluid leaking
shooting jump-shots like army missles that are heat seeking

u kno when i got the follow through the shot nothin but water
on the court im killin niggaz like murders commitin man slaugther

so yall niggaz call me the ulitamate piont guard mastering the fast breaks
check out the and1 crew u see me breaking knees to ankles on the new mix-tapes