y am i so dope you can already tell/
im a kid that rhyms spit fire like hell//
cats want beef but nobody can reach me/
listen like a student but nobody can teach me//
you need to step correct to this kid i spit quick/
im 14 and leavin the club with your thick chik//
i spit sick/
no need to stash my ryms cause they cant be destroyed//
but rhymin is my job even though im still un employed :shoot:

why am i so dope? well i guess im the best because im bored/
holy shit, shortyroc? i member you from -freestylin.org-/
i was Sino mother fucker. i killed rookies to there demise/
now its my time on this site to destroy toys wit no surprise/
im like the finest wine im blindin to the sight many guys/
findin my kindness but usin my pshycotic lines for homicide/
its about fuckin time, dont mind me, im just trying to get mine/
you got forsight ill light ya ass up like dynamite there aint no need for fightin/
your shit aint gonna work out, like Bloods and Crips unitin/

niggas is scared to rumble
straight wanna be humble/
crack you in the jaw stumble
get thrown to the ground and tackled like a fumble/
and you betta believe u aint making it
no more talk for real dog u aint saying shit/
i kno u see the nine on the clip
fuck it ima hit this nigga with a pipe in his lip/

i take your heart out and rip it through your chin/
if you not in pain, i'll put in back in, and do it again/
if it dont work again, this time i'll do it with a pen//
the way my skills come at you makes your body shrill/
you jump the fuck outta your shoe after every kill//
my consciousness is burning out, its unstable/
come down to fixing my anger, i'm unable/
with my fire burnin i twist minds, and turn tables/
got you livin a fake life, retelling a fable//
if you diss my disses i'll come back 9 times harder/
i'll make you combust from the inside for starter//
the last thing first in my mind is quitting/
i'm more then confident in these words i'm spitting//

I rip weenies wanna battle at a murderous rate
Niggas can't hate, i swing to be the last of the greats
In this world of mental madness when my minds in a state
Of knowin that i'm rawer than a nigga who cant relate
I'm too hot for television like live jerry springer
Like a hornet i'll keep on stingin with venomous stingers
Quickest drawer in the west when it comes to ear ringer
Ready to shoot through any nigga when it comes to the slingers

no need to explain...im ill nuff said
i spit hot lines like veteran crackheads
my rhymes is like rabbies they get in ya head
lyrics so raw they punch niggas till they brain dead
i will put ya ass to sleep if u think ya tough
only time my niggas catch L's is when u throw blunts at us

yo theres no need to test me im to ill,
sick wit skill,
i need to smoke 8 danks to be chill,
im ill wit emcee fever,
and old and cold like leave it to beaver,
but sharp enouph to kill like a meat clever.

Yo im hitin yall up wit my self glorification,
to bitches who made this a hater nation,
i drop em like a sack of shit,
like fags suckin dicks,
and usin em for tooth pics,
cause they cant get a bitch,
to give a lick,
but me on the other hand,
im a real man,
ima killa wit a skrilla,
killa a bitcha uh i willa.

im the illest emcee to be around/
ill tell you a couple things i hate, ill name off like its a debate/
Numba 1, i hate clowns tryin to be tough, when they aint nuttin like a fake ass bluff/
Numba 2, i cant stand niggas who think they pimps, watch these niggas all havin new limps, once im done they be all called gimps/
i dont even need to finish my list! after this ill make you talk like you have a lisp/
im the fucking Real OG straight from the hood and bak watch these niggas clappin to every single 1 of my tracks, dont lack no skill, see im like steven segal just out for a kill/ ill give you a good thrill so dont stop takin them pills and hit you bak with 28 inchs of hard cold steel/ Wait STOP!.... then hit you bak so fast you think the clock stoped!.

with every rhyme that i spit/ i show you how nasty i get
i migrate from other sites/ with followers on my dick
i overshadow other self proclaimed rappers/ without a doubt
i'm over your heads/ that why can't see exactly what i'm about
if i get any sicker/ aids would drop from the public eye
and i dare a nigga who think he better/ to fuck with mine.

simple six bars.

This ain't no game it's more like an addiction//
It's like bump'n and rail'n, what's ur prediction//
Will he dump it in the tail end, you faget
motherfucker I was talkin' bout bass//
Lemme C ya get low like Lil Jon was in the place//
Right now my brain can't function, it's runnin' in place//
How the fuck did the russians lose that dude in outerspace//
He didn't die or nothin' just vanished without a trace//
This sucks but oh well it's my first one//
So u'mma stay objectin' and swervun'//
On those who claim to b protectin and servun'//
Cuz they like to harrass me and disrespect me for certain//
Krispy drapes the fear so for all ya'll it's curtains//

i know im da best no need yell it i'll let dez writer's debate,dez liar's is fake-
i keep "buildin" my skills up niggaz get scared when i let da "fire-escape"-
i dont battle 4 less than a G now higher da stakes,marvolous and im just great-
im 2 sick with it rappers cant hang with me they get tired and break-
and dem so call thugs come at me get shot and left da lye in a lake-
especialy u lyin da jake,nyc is mine once i get signed im buyin da state-
on rb like about 10-20 guy's is snake,see me spittin sick now they tryin da hate-
i could give u 1009 reason's y i am just great!... jea

So Destructive I Battle And Demolish Verbal Armies/
And At The Same Time I'm Rippin These Trax Like An Angry Chineese
But My Name Aint Jin/kill You Like A Thief In The Night But Its Just The Light Dim. After Im Through Wit The Average Emcee I'll Make You Find Religion And Become A Mormon/cuz Yall Know I Deliver More Busted
Grills Than George Foreman.

Itz Tha Season of tha Sick so my Reason is Legit
the typr of mc to battle u while im taking a Shit
tha one who'd shoot u if it was a Waste of a Clip
besides im More than Hype execute you from the biggest Tourest Sight

why im so dope......

I laugh at niggas wonder why im so hot, but fail to figure nigga that Wonder's why they so not
imma about t hits away from be'n gunned in the hood
which means im so good, they'd buid a memorial labeled "fuck the rest" right where i stood
my whole reason fo be'n is to go down as the greatest no doubt
the love of al the haters and the nobody's know 'bout

i been ruling these boards before yall cats cud count/and the only reason im here is to tear yor mouth out.and me and my boi tryin 2 start a crew ,cuz we already a collaboration of crazed minds thats mad amazin/ blazin so hot we'll leave ya chick lookin like a caliornia raisin

did u really think u could touch me when u started reachin
i started each an every1 of yall part of the reason
i never fall of slip an pump
i couldnt even hit the bottom if i triped an jumped
nikkas i ran the street wit still swingin malicious mischief
back up wit that bitch shit or u get capped up wit the quickness
get rolled on talk about the don get stoled on
rip ya pockets an leave u standin wit out no clothes on
on my dick cause ya bitch i hate
traded in my 38 for a fresh nickel plate

^You guys are nutz^
 

Guess who's back...it's me again...
Guess who's back...don't tell ya friend...

I bet none of you was expectin' dis galore/
it was da last thing u expect in da world/
i'll say it once and i'll say it again/
I'm gonna be the same as i was before//

I'm back it's me again/
I'm back ta rape ya again//

Now I dunno what ya'll had against me/
but fo' some reason ya'll wanted ta be~friend me/
I guess it's ok with me, ya see im part a his~tory//

Now I'm back fo' more/
don't listen an' I'll thrown u out tha door!//

That's the reason I'm so dope/
is that I'm back again and ready float/

Ya wanna know who I am?
Here's a hint:
gimme a rub in da bath tub, if not i'll make ya suck my duh/
Dude, it's me K-dubb//

~Fo Sho~

Damn kid this aint open mic.............

What can i say am dohpe....is deadlyvision
Fuck wit me? u will end up "cut" like circumcision
I keep it real when i spit, tell ya'll a tru story
Am havin fun on the net, sometimes this shit bores me
U got people created threads in forums like"who is the best"
How u ever gonna determine that, is the fuckin net let it rest
I beat so many emcee's that now hate me, but still i stay humble
Like i lead 2 crews on relaunch and i still neva fumble
This the net who you fooling, lyrics come from the heart
I was destined to follow this path from the start.

ayyyy

has anybody else seen this cat
leanin back in a greenish lac
throwback wit a phoenix cap
ragtop with the screens attached
it dont take a tru geniuos to act
like u dont know that the king is back
its looch an i pop my truck an flash the lights while u read it back
i use to wave at a brawd... who he wavin at aint me
now i wave my sleeve in a breeze
an mother nature gets brain freeze

Who's that in the hooptie with broke doors
Who's that gettin' followed by packs of dope whores
Who's that in RB startin' quote wars
The he said she said who did why
You can believe the Hype
But noone gives a flyin fucc what you did guy
The only thing that matters comes from this guy
From the K to the R I S P Y
Quickly spittin this sick sick shit gets me high

Yo I'm the illest to ever pick up a pen
I rhyme so sick, I have to start writing my own prescriptions
not to mention I'm highly versatile
I flow so deep my african roots dubbed me Nyce1 THE RIVER NILE
plus I don't need lime light, to know that I shyne
I could take emcees out in the dark, but puff would say the gun was mine

Ya'll niggas can't fuck with it my flows acidic/
so all you not toxic to best step to the side or get hit when is spit it/

WTF^^

Is this kid serious?

Yo ya'll kno the name, is DeadlyVision
I left MM, A.I. will be my new Mission
Me and LoT A.I. reppin to the fullest
We harder than KKK with mullets
When u rhyme please make sense
99% on relaunch ar just nonesense

I've a dick so big I can't beat my meat
It pops up and smacks me back off my feet
My exray eyes can see inbetween my ex's thighs
By extrordinary strength I hardly ever lose my fights
I make walking down the street naked look gangster
n I'm just a whiteboy hoping for lung or liver cancer
My best friend is God and you better believe he exists
not in the sky but in me, when my personality splits
All my homies ain't shit when they stand next to me
I got the charm, looks, muscles and the fuckin MONEY

they call me J aka CPR cause when im done wit bitches that what they gonna need by far surpass all the rest i stand wit da test a time everyone forgot about all the rest but me cause i one of a kind here to blow your minds lyrically i shift it throwin out rhymes that all yall cant withstand with truthfully im on a higher level and all yall a couple steps down talk some more shit when it become serious i never see um around!

Nigga i'm da don wit no kind of magic//
Keep fuckin up and i'll make sure ur death is tragic//1

Nigga i'm outta my mind//
goin into my grind//2

Nigga i'm da one ya'll should no dat//
Or i'll knock ya head off ya shouldaz wit Louiseville slugga bat//3

a little somethin bout me
 

amusingly ancient catch my style
philosophically phenominal, been picuresque for quiet a while
expressive, endless, eccentric givin ya all you can get
easy goin earthly chick whos shits on hit
elegent, enchanting, emotionally compustable
educated by true wisdom skills so fierce at times im straight up non trustable
and if unable to do this, or hang with my shit,
balls up baby, or ask permission to quit

listen
i use to roll in a windstar now a 2004 range/
tv screens so big u could watch a football game/
stupid u gonna kno a about my name/
sheist xl ,techs spray well, u mans wont give u no help,
but imma give u hell/
dog i spent alot of time in the jail cell/
my records got me out thats y i sell/


holla back
capo status nigga

ain't it strange, the best in the game, remember the name/
told u lames times up yadda yadda and such and such/
come'on dis kid's too much, put 10 bonecrushers together u still won't size sup/
the r.kelly of the rap game, play wit your lil lines, expose yous hoes/
it aint for shows, spittin big words wit no sentence to match/
so snatch.. all your lil dreams, steam risin from your computer screen/
can't be match'd see the screens fallin like these keys/
play "you don't want it at all if I can't ball" please/
its a whole lot of rookies like the 2nd string/
caress these keys make love to the screen, unitl ding/
game over....

Yo

If niggas aint Know ima street legend
Also a gangsta cuz i put niggas infront of the reverend
Naw niggas I dont play games im too close to grown
I shoot you and make u prone, lay down in the streetz nigga now u close to chrome
Im offical but i dont coach no leagues
Stay with a D equipt with a scope and beam

yo, in beta stages of becoming something to fear
you better listen up to what i want you to hear
my one goal in life is to make your eyes tear
all it takes me is one shot to end your career
and yet i'm a newb and its only my premier
so be the first to adhere, while i first appear
my words are severe, and not at all unclear