[Unwritten Hazard]

Why Even diss this kid..Ur alias does the job itself
Unwritten spittin No Hazard….
Ur punches Are old Just peep his Sig Statues..
Kats like U deserve to get banned for no skill
And Ur lyrics are Dead Wack no wonder why Ur from Hell
Grab Ur tail and then -Sic Duce- U with Punches..
I break Emcee like U..Like Fat chics doing Lunges..
F, this me dissing idiots with recidulous talent..
He script 2 bars about quality but his skill isn’t relevant

my skill isnt relevant because i use all of raps elements?///
mutlis, wordplay, metas, punches with super intelligence//
plus i use a large vocab, just for the hell of it///
but nice try, next time gimme your best dude///
like a kid alive in a test tube, ill scare the shit outta you///
hazard to the rescue, cause his lyrics are endless///
whos style is vengance and menace///
ill decompose a pile off "hot shit" on any "bio chemist"

all lawd here we go again wit a ANIMATED BIO CHEMIST/
your like DEXTER in his laboratory, with the destructive DEEDEE IN IT//
your punchlines is run on sentence, Like JAY_Z's crammed together/
i cant make sense of it, it's pointless and i can't tell wheather//
it rhymes wit what, but look son you might be insane, u need REHAB/
like this word "recidulous" ya need a tutor for u to work on ya VOCAB//

lmao blu mami got that one

props

Unwritten HAzard
 

Hazard can't cope wit the skillz, if he was a professional/
like that hitman in the "MOVIE" he so ANCIENT he be daily on his Confessionals//
Testamonial wit yours, im chillin wit mines/
Unwritten your status is OFFLINE, after ya read my rhyme//
elements i pack with with me always, i wouldnt be BLU MAMI/
you'z a kat wit non-credibilities, NOW THAT"S STRICTLY//

Thanks UNwritten , yours was nice too !
~GONE~

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[Unwritten Hazard]

Battling Me U must love receiving pain and Torture
Why even compete..I’ll treat U like my step -Sun - and Scorch ya…
Ur lyrics I’m not feeling… and the all the elements U use are blatant..
Cause the lines U just script is just one big whack statement..
Like fudge to 2 couples…I’ll -Cream Mate-
Aka Unwitted Hazerd I’ll burn Ur taste…
Post below me again and I’ll piss in Ur mouth Like jail
House -In Mates-

bio cheimst, i think hes kinda fruity and wants to blow me//
if im right, then POST again below me.....///
your verse shows that your lonely, and little too horny///
you wanted "beef", but your fulla "balonie"///
i would "Cream Mate" your tongue, but my ass is one way only///
so homie, dont reply back soon///
or ill make your face collapse from my raps with more holes then the moon
my whole platoon, will kill you, then rampage your "TOMB"//
like tomb raider 2, i run out with 2 pistols get outta my way///
whoever replies, TYPE SOMTHING BACK IF YOUR GAY

Please just dont do what you just did.. well rap that is
come on kid, punchs spinning you like it was your sig
"in my lab" aint even godda mic this aint a 50 cent video
honestly, you know im right, dont talk back ya just look pitiful
take voices cram um into your sleep so you hear nothing i say
combine nuclear atoms, that scream n you get blown away
you aint got nothing on may. so ill just spring into action
fully reloaded with out pay im bound-ty-hunt your crap son
AS for Mami this is the wrong place, you look confused
guess your in the wrong race, like hazard, bound to lose
Ripping each of these cats by threes and twos, ya out one
lost? at least ya asses can say i got workd by outcome

Unwritten Hazard


Wow wow wow Hazard, did i say you could post there?
Didnt think so, bro you lookin pretty lost out there
Trapped in you own a-Mazment, but thats no surprise
ill wait a week and watch half my shit wind up spit by these guys^^^
Feeders, biters, cant yall come origanal with a concept?
Yes? no yall liars...see thats somthing Hazard cant except
From hell? boy you aint johnny dep, quit frontin
turn this wigga prep come here lemmie show ya somthin
Then flips out a mirror so he sees how dumb he looks
no surprise, it was his biggest fear, so he started to book
But im finished with this chapter, so i closed the ending
you little basterd... you wack hurts us, an theres no amending

i knew it.......your fruitness confirmed///
after he read my last post on gays, his dicked firmed and then spermed..///
talk about worms, my riddles have no "Outcome"///
his post just got crammed "in the middle" like "Malcom"//
i think you might have a little skill, but i catch you on your best day///
just dont post those verses, that look like there essay's///
okay, anyway i just got one more thing to say////
did your mom cry when you told her your gay?



just curious :thumbup:

Ok Ok.. This cat has shots at sexuality.. anything self?
well i thought not you talk about fags like HIV is your health
mad because what takes me 10 minutes takes you an hour
so in quickness you cant win it, you aint got the power
well dick shit, heres this, lemmie wait for you.. hows an hour?
That enough? No, hmm how about two? hope that all ya need
wack as fuck, you and your crew. your better off following creed
Stay alternitive, i mean fuck your sexuality did right?
dont be ashamed if your duck this will prolly close tonight

Outcome your shootin Blanks..Guess your Not Coming
You aint Takin the Bus..So you Started with ya Mouth Running..
its funny your Young and a Dumby..It's dark. where you at SUNNY!..
anyway me or you could beat HAZARD in anyday but ANYWAY..
Im eating but JoJo's not here yet..why aint you..
Dont start Lying again to the point where i HATE YOU..

@outcome


need an hour?? thats intolerable///
i could smoke all of you, with all of your fuels///
i spit as fast as the Flash, till your visions blurred by red molecules///
die honorable, youll get a check a month cause youll be livin life as a cripple
cause imma burst your dome like i pop pimples///
plain and simple, "Hazard" doesnt mean gentle//
it means im mental, with a mouth made of metal, wanna battle? come to my temple///
like a guy jumpin off a roof i keep the tempo suspensful///
my lines are plentiful, whos freestyle got your troops outta tune///
outcome comes out with more dick then "fruit of the loom"

Anchient scribes???
Your not old, your 12,its just every thing is played
what do you expect, when your underground an never raised
"i hate my parents" Um Um "fuck this world, i slit my wrist"
Ha, ya,typical jockin of eminem cock type shit/
Hmm...
you got a little faster, what? found a verse that was prewrote
silly slut, your gettin fucked up. hope this dont make you choke
I take you back to your mothers womb, so i can refather you
i found a book called played with your face? does that both you?

Why you Editing your verse? You fucking faggot scarred?
Dont be, wackness is a handiecap.. i dont punch the impaired


check your PMs

[Unwitted Hazard]

This is turning into a habit me beating U it’s Just another -Hazard-
Face the mirror it’s a Fact that Ur garbage, and I’m the abusive father
U never Had I stay beating this basted …
I’m past this kids wits, beating you with whips..
U call Ur weapons hard hits..?? When in reality Ur petite when It comes to
Punches…lock U in the dungeon…with the forgotten…
And Like twister’s back I’ll leave U in a Tails Spin..

Sane scientist? well im in, so ill have frankienstien murder you
dude, your styles generic like grab bags, same as everyone else to
your an ICP reject.. So your here trying to Rep them..
blah your wack, a fag and everythign else i say you are... gotthat? goooooood.

the out come on this is to get lyrically dissed/
come on dont get pissed/
kilyour self u wont b missed/
meat my fist/
eat ur teeth
my hit list
will b reached
ur security
will b breached
leave ur body layin on the beach

@OUTCOME and BIO



arent i the popular one....


i hate when i rip outcome, all he does is change names///
outcome and bio chemist hang, see me then try in bust a GANG-BANG//
i leave them more mute then silence is///
i always get more than one "Outcome" like a "scientist"//
dont be childish, they get butt-hurt without taking a joke//
sounding pissed off after everyone of my posts//
my dope, lyrical words r god sent with an intent to tormet with contents
ill shake you up like continents, like zues stepped onto it///
cause we share the same monuments, my statue has these kats slobbin it
HAZARD postin freestyles against their prewritten documents

ya weak structured plus ya flows r 'bass'ic like sterio frames
tha only time u close to kill'n is in ya Video Games
Get Rid o ya Name, but yo tha jus a piece of advice
become a scientist-get out tha game son, ya Thesis is Rite
n keep ya thoughts -unwritten-, nobody wanna see wuts on ya mind
U jus like kids wit bitch's fo avatars.... lookin like 'pussy' all tha time
tha Outcome aint hard to find.... dun take no Bio*Chemis'sts
ya games outa date playa, like super nintendo n sega genesis

The Only This You "HIT" Is My Dick In Yo Mouth "MAN"..||
Cook Ya Like Pancakes Serve The Syrup And Damn Pan..||
Outlaw ???....Please I Got Chicken Heads That Come of With Betta Names..||
I Heard This Cypher In A Another Thread Yo Rhymes ALl The Samee..||
A-town He Reppin A City..||
I Bet If He Had A MIc He Would Still Be Suckin Tittys..||

when i spit, critics like to joke then give me a label///
so now im unstable, jump through the computer and choke them with their own telephone cabels///
ive been sick ever since i sliced out my moms naval//
im that "FATAL", i battled pac, snatched his mic and shattered his halo
when 2 attacked me i was unable, so i decided to make a twin outta some play-dough//i made his eyes red and his brain glow//then summoned his "flows" from the nearst volcaneos, now you need an army to stop me///
you or Hitman couldnt harm me, especialy in those bodies///
but which one of you, is the other ones copy??//
you cant top me, you guys go together like tube socks///
both comin off wack, and rockin the same lame picture of 2 pac

the only reason your unstable
is cuz your a fat ass
cant rip threw these cables cuz u got fat hands
ew hate ta c you in tights you'll neva b peter pan
im talk shit ta you juss cuz i can
but you couldnt handle me fo real cuz your not a real man
im attack you lyricaly cuz thats mah plan
u need sleep wit a nite light cuz your scard of the sand man

:wtf: this guys brain seems to have a vacancy///
maybe, hes just crazy but imma put his mind into slavery///
those lines he spit dont even belong on the same page as me///
nothing phases me, cause my phrases be nasty///
killa, if you wanna dance, just ask me///
cause ive been in countless tournements rapping///
not only daze you, my flows leave you permenantly napping....///
whats happening? im tired of getting judged and challenged by these "Young" kids//
they cant even comprehend who sick and incredibly strong my tongue is

Fucka Hit man ill killa young MC with Fatal Lyrics
Unwritten hazard? you skills sound def.. i cant hear it
your hardly with this 5 second spit. really you arnt spit
face the facts your all wet n shit...even your bars drip
This cat cant STOP editing verses, whats wrong godda typo?
Naw thats just habit, whats worse hes fuckin with a pyscho
So im liable ill even ask my invisable friends,to merk this cat
show up with my counter part rival, make him realize hes wack
you need just play def, and shut your trap, no one listen to you
your crap at best. this entire crowd of judges should just piss on you
73 post? LoL kid your fooling with me right? this a bad joke
the fuck we gunna take advice when you cant even poll vote
Everythign your writting gets redone, still takes you an hour
So ya hell post, then magicaly itll change with mystic powers

Um you suck
your wack
You have no talent
Just stop rap... please?

There did i cover every aspect?
You jukebox playing white wanna be reject....

outcome drops lines verbaly unable to compete wid lyrical,
coz he is like a caktus but his lines dnt prick literal,
but fuck dis aint political,outcome jerks over his mum changing,
i put a cap in is rep, and in shootin long rangeing,
outcome hosts more defeat victories,
then a post man host deliveries,
dont quit ur day job outcome,
coz u fail hip-hop and ur only one lap~one!!!!

^^State the obvious......most MC's are lyrical
You get merked in lyrics then done in physical
It's a miracle your recs 1-0 coz your so wack
Flyweight to rb!......more like flyweight to rap
I run laps around you with words.......you die
You bout as fast as biggie, had too many pies
Everyday to cry coz you know that your a flop
Think you can rap but you suck at this hip-hop

michael im deceitful and libeal to make you confind in the bible//i kill you and get away wit it cause of my decoys on the mic ya lines suck worse then ya cowboys// and dawg ya from texas arent you supposed be singing country// they bought this bitch to battle me cause no man can fuck with me// last one that tried ended up in protective costitey//i slice this punk up wit rusty knifes and just so i dont have to hear his dull ass flow i'll start wit his wind pipe//Bitch GET IT RIGHT :shoot: :thefinger

Man New Testament your making it to easy
Fuck it let me pull snoop your weak dog for sheezy
And I don't know who allowed these newbs
To run to the block they out stone cold
Your ass on post number five and dare to be bold
So before your structure gets any worse
I get to you first and dump ur ass in the rb hearse
You had to edit your lyrics but should have edited ur mind
You have no skill like a blind man trying to draw a dotted line
Im posting a petition to get this man off b4 he cuzes remission
Find a new position cuz your ass thinking your king but ur only wishing

.....my plight-on-the-mic takes a road leadin outta-ya-sight/
you could have a ‘GREEN-BULB’ in ya lamp, and still couldnt come close to bein in the ‘LIME-LIGHT’/
ive been around ‘SIX’ (sicks) ever since i-was-seven/
your broke-bitch, you cant afford-food.. so you gotta ‘SPLIT-MEALS(mill’s), like you one-of-’OCEANs-ELEVEN’/
your-style-stinks, so like ‘TIC-TAC-CRITICS’, it wouldnt hurt for you to ‘TEST-A-MINT’(testament)
you couldnt get ya name-on-the-street if it was writtin on the sidewalk-in-cement//

..a quick 3 miniute keystyle, a decent first post on the site..

***edit*** Damnit, it look's like i posted this after someone else went at Testament. i dident know that he was postin. just givin reasoning why me and the person above me both went at the the person..******

couldn't be illustrated if you were a sports magazine
read this kids cover to cover..........................
.......................wasn't anything even worth seeing
it's your first post, guaranteed to be a weak mc
wouldn't earn a win on this site....................
................if mods gladly accepted his bribery
I'm bent(on) destroying this virgin newb
harbor-ing all of my anger...................
..................and aiming it directly at you

Illest Rated? Why you not sickly judged
Masterbated in a hurry this cat quickly comes/
This Is my first POST, yea who gives a fuck
Not even worth being called dog, stilla pup/
Look at this ratio, with you none wack percent
oh wait, i forgot..... that side of you doesnt exist/
Oh no, Jo Jo has competition, with a New Testament
Looks like your in a lower position, ya wack resident/

Simpler words you couldnt perplex geeks with the simplest verbs
So your from texas AND a fake vet in redneck suburbs/
Your not 5 anymore but then again your a little dumb
Remember hide seek you'd scream "here i am" before "Hear i come"/
Come on diverse? prolly a black kid in all red thats a satistic
Go on, claim to be african, AIDS will help more than syphlis/
My sickness is attrached to wackness,
attack your pigment to question your blackness/
Just facts kid, Like Oprahs son wishing she did crack
so he didnt have to be the fat kid/
This verse might kill you, you sound def aright
When i write, i flip pixels, so even your picture looks white/

outcome i dont know ya mafunction or who ya trying to impress but messing with me ya better buy a crosifex and keep it across ya chest// count ya blessing and say ya pray cause im comming for ya like crougar in ya nightmares// so beware this im tearing throw flesh hit ya wit a jackhammer like goldberge WHOS NEXT?// yo best beleive the truest MC has been revealed keeping weapons consealed u just another casualty on my feild of war//lyrically conavore hit ya wit the machete like jason have ya in the street ten pacin hart racein// but im standing tall wit broad shoulders pulling nines out of houlsters :shoot://and i'll roast ya better then a gorge forman dawg this is a play and i just closed ya curtains

bitch...i'll attack bak conflict a lyrical impact witch will giv u a heart attack
if u bored in a cypher an shit begings 2 heat up im reposible 4 that
i dont giv a fuck if ur white black i'll still sit ere saying ur shit's waak
ratatatat wat ya think ov dat??i'll giv ya a smack wid a lyrical bat