ur weak ass rymes, cant damage mine, but when i bring out the matic u get into snsync/
bitch dont wine now... ur head about to come off like a lily pop,
dont even try to drop a beat i'll just stand there and stop/
why do u rail this nigga dawg and hail him as a god? didnt ur religion tell u something about how u are to grow up, yo man just hit the soap/
yo wussy, even canibus can come harder then u get hard from ur mama dressin u in the mornin/
why do u wanna ride this dog like a witch on a broom? shoudnt u hit ur bed room, its past ur bed time/
mother goose, she aint so loose as wat we meet, exscpet from ur mama her self//
i went around the world, 10 times, i have an amazin ryme
to diss honour ur soul, u said u had goal? wats that to be more gay//
how many times do u just read this shit... ZERO
man even zoro can be more creative then u//

punchline dawg not a novel,SHIT!/
you just sloberin while the rest of us spit

Balls? You got none, and your in NEED OF A DICK
you should change your name to Hoax, cuz all i SEE IS A TRICK

its like all in tha respect
as shown as i buy my weed in tha form of a check

If my balls was on your chin what would you say
nothin'.. 'cause my dicks in your mouth, suck it you fuckin fag.... lol

sup cameo...

that was not a punchline. and plus it was played. but then again thats why you have a 3-5 battle record

he talks about record but he has none//
my thoughts is like bullets, my pen like a gun

cats like you should dismissed from this site/cause ya'll rhyme is as gay as dike/
and to tell the truth u is as wack as yo dick/and even if you had gonorea of the mouth you couldn't spit sick shit

mouth full of marbles, mouth full of shit//
worry about your vocab not the ill shit i spit

yo i'll fuck you wit a 9 dat'll have you creamin/then wife you wit da hollows that'll have u dreamin/
fill you wit hot lead and have yo body steamin/the play da butler and give yo head a cleanin

thugged out wanna be tough ass g//
all gassed up on animosity
have you ever heald a gun or seen a body?//
vocab so weak need a dictionary

yo u niggaz play hard but yall really cowardz,I dare niggaz to fuck wit D bet u get wet shower.

a shower? it's what your stank rhymes need//
talk like a tree, all you are is a seed

both ya'll some lames/caught up in dem bullshit games/
i spit nothin but da real and ain't bout da fake/both ya'll is sweet as some cake

hold up.... sweet as a cake... thats a compliment, no?
 

this mothafucka just try to run shit //
while im more off the top than a fuckin flyin summit (mountain peak)//

yo rhymes dont make sense, like wearin a brown an a blue socks
make ya scream like a clostrophobic in a shoebox//

bust nuts like broken limes in your mommas eyes//
halfway through i had you when i plugged it inbetween her thighs//


-1-
Anon

nigga you wack u cant rhyme
even if you had diamonds you still wont shine


D-Dubb
du hoffa 100!!

Ima rip you like oprah in tight jeans
see you start to wobble and split at tha seems

I think we have a truly ill mc.....

-1-
Anon
-"I hate wack rappers that say they hate wack rappers" - Rise

Warning! I'm a WildChild spittin like a SummerSault
The reason why your Last Place...Damn right Its my Fault!

yo you shouldn't sleep on da best/cause you just might wake up wit a whole in yo chest/shootin hollows dat'll leave yo heart caressed/spittin nothin but heat so don't expect nothin less

I'm an artist, persistant and shine just as consistant/
When niggas don't have any ice I call them water resistant/

my rhymes too complex fo u u cant understand-it,
u might be dope emcee in yo world but not on this planet,

Ya'll ain't got shit/ Readin ya'll ain't even funny it's jus SICK/ Im only on this site 2 recite an not talk about suckin DICKS

Now your a Badboy with a gun, Go- Ahead Cock the Hammer.
But I'm The Fire, The Fuse, Kapow! The Fucking Gun Powder!

i smoke da same like mersh,dro,and fire//
let me stick somethin leave u all aired out like flat ass tires//

niggas spitt i burn only i cause i excrete acid/ but i must bust kool aid mad broads wanna catch it/ even if my lighter ran outta fluid u still couldnt match it//

ill batter-ya-hull, shatter your skull, trip you , fasten-your-fall//
an take you from lightweight to no matter-at-all//

Anonomous

i spit only da hot shit dat turns sand into glass//i stay talkin shit like a big mouth bass//

al yur lyrics-uninfectious like a viral "AID" without a syndrome//
so i sub-split mine in yur chest till its needin a vest of amethyst chrome//

stilll wordin critics with cryptics//

All my life ive been liver/ chi town ghetto survivor/You think your ill/ the only shit you spits saliva

It's all FICTION, I'll beat u to a PULP
Then PUNCH YA LIGHTS OUT, like was boxin wit a BULB

like tits on a nun an balls on a priest,
you's about as usefull as both of these

u give away a million dollars cuz of the hitch/
u had to throw away al ur abercrombie and fitch

yo this is recycled cuz i thought it up in chat but its good, at leest ya know

ur just like a white head pimple on my scrotum
im lookin down on u like where the fuck u come from?

served up quicker than minute rice,
softer than pilsbury at half the price.

It's my first time on, so I'm just gettn' started,
When I'm done everybodies gonna know me as Marvelous

im evil/
hit u with my car doin flips like Evil Caneevil

sic like malaria, i 'll take care of ya,
takin over airwaves, causin mass hysteria

i bring flows like niagra falls,i spit the truth bout u coz i got balls,oh u think not,u wana fuck wit me,bitch u couldnt rap if you were putin a gift under a christmas tree.