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A couple pointers bout this kid young mix
He is no point, straight up as low hung tits he posts in this thread cos no one will battle him Pants down now, ass out and im tappin it Quit rappin bitch, take a break with a stitch cant run on empty with ya shit twisted If i battle you, youll get tainted and hated just showing ya face is shameless, you'll die nameless |
eh be packin teks im just use pure force on dex
now time to place a hex. cuz im baddest im like t-rex now lookin a his siggy he really has a future job in the industry oh no not rappin hell no this guy gon be drawing porn.. Is it jsut me? who else has notice he has a nack fo that Gay drawing i guesse its coming from experience. this man gon be ballin the industry pays goods i heard.. YA KNOW! now that im done i murderd ya flow |
the only thing intangeable is ya microphone mandible/
a rhyme animal just had his way with u like hannibal/ lector ,mic-protector u in the wrong sector/ hip hops real it dont come with instructions like erector/ i can tell u da type that dont use ya thinka/ unless u figurin out how suck and swollow a pinga/ :throwup: |
Look kid, it's easy to see, and we all know that you're worse
That aint a smiley, s'what we REALLY do after readin ya verse Tell-tale signs of a n00b and its easy to see Who else in the fuckin world takes out an "s" for a "z"? This is a dope cypher cuz yo i just love to clown Plus if your location is true, you really are from small town next person to post in here will say "Kid you've been had" your best punch was about an erection, yes kid youre a fag |
Your rep is square, like a maxell diskette
It's easy to punk ya out with 4 black eyes, like the back of a corvette Your torn apart easilly, like bounty paper towel I'm up against another bamma, He dresses even worse than Tyler Howell On this site you play it thug-like, when in the background you rep The Packers Your reduced to crumb smudges, like Ritz Crackers yeah that was wack it was off the top |
do i have to speak did i or did i not beat ya ass KAPEESH
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Yall already know wat time it is...... Major Bank Mafia
You say you be in da Gangsta Spot But u aint Stackin no cash/You Era is like ya post boy/It was done in a flash/I do can do anything/even makin an angle bleed/I already done succeed/Jus check his angel wings/People Should buy me/Cuz shawty I neva Rust/Home boy dont like me cuz i'll truly bust/Your rhyme is small & stinks like da shit you shit/I split ya shit like a dried split lip/Got dis boy yellow like a toe nail clip/Put baby powder in ya mail/Have you thinkin its anrthax trick/Run up tryna bust my show/You'll see i got more tricks then a pimp wit hoes/404 representer if ye aint know/Throw bows to a nigga knows/and let da blood flow/So boy Jus chill out before ya blacked out on da flo |
With You Referring To A Rock, Theres No Way Ya Keepin Up At "My Pace"
He's Probably The Female Throwin It Down In A "Drag Race" I've Shot You Up In This Match Like Bullets Inside A "Trophy Cup" You Can't Rap In The Right Format No Wonder Your Pride's What I "Swallowed Up" Don't Bother To Reply Here, As Your Existance Causes The Thread's "Demise" The Only Shock You Get In Ya Days Is From Ya Family's "Birthday Suprise" |
If you call that quality you deserve to be belittled
If I was a little "more like you", then I mighta giggled And with a "flick-a-my-wrist" I'd just be gone like Santa Claus But when I go I'll bend ya appendages like anthropods And a pause, moment of silence for the American Flag And I'm ownin like a science on this hysterical fag It's terribly sad, my finisher's a question I'm facin "What kind of fuckin faggot puts all his rhymes in quotations?" |
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With a flick of the wrist man i rip out ya kids one has got hiv and the other with sids that must have been the reason you were claimin ya sick and if u talkin about ya girlfriend must be namin my dick likely in grade school i wont use words like siphelous im rediculous with syllables and this metaphoric rhetoric most problems with RV they dont know that shit all dickriding bitch writing stretched line skits 12 yr old boyz and girls st8 up thinking they ill to bad they fuckin up all of this websites appeal but when i drop in text or audio im doin it real unlike most who type posts and keep the truth concieled |
Only Times I've Seen Ya With Dope Is Wit Ya Mom Lookin "Over"
Ya Thought Weed Was Forest Grass Made With "Lil Flip's Clover" I've Droped Through Ya Circuits Like Hot Pieces Of "Electrical Wire" You Drop It Like It's Hot When Your Ass Burns Up In A "Couple Of Wild Fires" Spitin That In The Cypher Section? Probably Had To Bite 11 Verses To Get The "Text Record" You Probably Got Ya Next Win From "Text Wrecking A Turd" |
my bad made a mistake on the last line, there it is proper
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last time i blead was when i fuckin throw them Bows
for him it was when he got fucked in the only postion he knows anal bleeding. fantasy feeding, cock beating. sphinxter seeding so basically this bitch if a fuckin fagget and so quite ya Rhymes go dress some hair or redesine ya room a million times cuz you have know business here ya Verse sucks and you can't spit im just thought for every one here your the worse one that packs shit |
Ebonicz
Was that a diss, or the sound of you swallowing piss from another lyricist?/ You talked about taking it anally like you were speakin from experience/ Re'em's words are so fresh so clean its like Im swallowing packs of spearamint/ Ebonics is all you be speaking, cause I unlock your jaw like unlocked parked cars from Fast and the Furious/ |
people should ignore you like Wayne brady doin his act//
Sound like a pussy~"If not..."~you should consult that same lady thats doin ur rap// Im gonna ruin ur rep... cuz ur worthless// Like ah penny with a hole in it or stainless steel with gold on tha surface// Re'em-tha 1 man circus-but here its crazy// u suck as an emcee you need ta go back 2 ur act as the bearded lady!! COLDSTILL...A.K.A VIVID |
I hate messin wit crack headed wussie's wit no life state and stressin black crack like a crusted pussie' tight Cold steel spell ya name right fell some self confident shit Gotta rhyne wit cussin i dont think so, so im stompin him stiff spit quicker that a release from lebro in da face of shaq Good job say ur good u from : BLUFF CITY: so u aint statein that He aint statein he good |
my shit condenses skill in one verse like a rap metropolis
i take his advice and "chill out" and he still aint hotter than this new era of wanna be thugs, but homey im about the present i can see it now...homey walkin outta toys r us w/ his new clip & wesson you so fake you florescent, spotted out by even stevey wounder im spankin this gangsta pledge he like thank you sir may i have another ...........by the way your a cock banger and so is the rest of this fag site |
a Pictures worth a thousands words, so I could call U a "bitch" all day long/
both ur shits were boring, its like Ya'll two were singing the exact same song/ U aint up to the challange, Ur like a punching bag in this onslought/ U the type to ride a crew members dick just to come up on top/ If you was looking for an embarrassing asswhoopin, sorry but I Came to do it/ cous Ur structure was falling apart like someone ran a fuckin plane through it/ and I think I need a spell check, cuz my computer aint reading U right/ cuz Iv never seen someone wit 26 to 19 still not elivating on websites'/ Its too late for U, get to bed and call it a night/ cus I'll rearange your wires and knock out ur headlights/ |
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:laugh2: Spell my name right!?!..tell this kid tha movement is back// Call his self New Era....he tha rap version of a few of his hats// So dont get it mislead/ new era is that a code word fah a fag that stays putin his lips on sumbody's head// get it.. new era a baseball cap?..put ah few rounds in his mug like liqour and then watch his face fall flat// he stay soft as his mommas ass// Cold StiLL get it right..Im StiLL Cold..Im tha future ..while you belong in tha past!!! you need ta check ur spellin....HAH!!!!.....ROOks fuckin wit a King!!lol! |
i'll stick ''heat'' to ya 'coldsteel' n 'Bend Your Bars'
Kid loves 'Shitboxes' an i aint talkin bout no 'Raggedy Cars'.. Ya grabbin ya cards, that u was dealt, but you can play-em.. an i dont just say words, motherfucker i Spray-em... Bump 12 shots to ya 6-pac, an 4 too your Nuts... an another 10 shots too any one of your 'Cuts'... Cause ya like 'Lionel Huts'...ya not worthy of the Jury... Just 1punch'll have uthinkin u got'Beat down' on 'Fists of Fury' |
Buck shots another story I wont even bother with this child//
Me an this nigga belong on MAURY cuz we both know Im tha father ta his style..// you bore me with ur dreams..its obvious ur helpless// you can call me tha rappin CONSTATINE cuz I could show what hell is// What the hell kid?...I guess imma have ta teach you a lesson// Im the streets I preach it..what I have ta do startniggaz makin confessions// they last testament...describing my concealed kills// how I merked this nigga....similar how Nas did ta Ill Will...Im Ill 4 real!! who's.....NEXT!?! Im just havin fun wit it.... |
When i drop this verse it's the end for you//
Cuz you don't know, and i might be ya enemy too// I put the "nail in ya coffin" like Em did Zno!// Then you take like a bitch and call me mean, oh// And if he know then she know that you a zero// Then that makes me more gangsta then my man Deniro// Call me a hero cuz i merk a dude that sucks// Or a bully killin a pussy who continually ducks// And it takes a teacher to teach a lesson that you haven't learned yet// and thats " You can't be the victim when you caught as a suspect"// But yet that's why you're "steel" and i'm the "Phrophet"// and you ain't lost ya rhymes cuz you had non to start wit//! No hate |
what is this teen nite on the web site..shorty get ur head right//
Niggaz be bitin when Im sleepin just like bed mites// If I read right"You can't be the victim when you caught as a suspect"// Yeah im suspect ta child neglect fah torture'n Young 'phet// He a prophet then you should already know ur fate// ColdSteeL....my name stays in ur mouth like rinse an colegate// you soooooo FAKE...its plain ta see// U wrote- you take like a bitch-what Kind of mayne iz he?// so try sumthan better cuz you got no aim// like ur boyfriend said" start usin ur throat before u got no brain."// stay off a niggaz DICK!!! NEXT!?! |
Who's next?
the kid who owns dex and about to use the suplex... Your blessed your not gettin' breaths of fire from duh best... Invest your stocks in death cuz VP wants to see ya dead corpse... With gats like longhorn you'll have got torn... DA will say "seeya in court" The only cold steel you've ever seen was on MTV... Your no gangster... your from Tennessee... u can only rap commercially... |
dis village been burned down the thowns overturned now/
when he gunna lean how to stand up for is ground/ no gangs gunna be proud wit him walkin a round/ i run circles around you like a clock on your head/ my glock gettin hot 1 cock and your dead/ locked fulla lead layin in a ditch for ya bed/ |
n the pot is fillin ya head im shocked wit out a threat
hes shot and is now dead im hot like a bouncing head |
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Kids the 'Medicine man'' thats why he aint 'Sick'... One 'punch' to the left eye, an you gon' be sportin a 'patch' like Slick Rick You's a bitch, an you wouldnt get ''propps'' even if you resorted ta ''Post'Theft' Just ask these people if ya name makes ya whack n they'll say ''Mos Def'' (Most Definately) |
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Next!?!...who tha fuck is this kid supposed ta be..// approachin me...cupcake ass bitch...switch ur name from VP ta Sarah Lee!!// Your encouragin me ta make you change resident...// You already said it urself Ur V.P....#2..and I'll always be ur president!!// its so evident you made a mistake sayin my name// displayin ur name...// sayin "Nice shoes...... wanna fuck?''I see...ur really lame...or ur really a dame!! like I said....NEXT!?!Im just havin fun dont make it serious....HAH!!! |
The one above ColdSteel
Ok i can smell ya shit lyrics from a mile away/They broken down like a dead body thats startin to Decay/I burn fake MC's faster than i Burn my hay/ But Aye dog im about to get ona ya like ya steped on my kicks/Naw im a get on ya like ya mom on my dick/He has to point out da main points of his rhyme/While im da main point while other lil niggas wanna get on da grind/Dis nigga aint nuffin cuz he got over 3,000 post under a year/While i come on drop a few thangs and dissapear/Hit da streets and collect moneys to look fresh in my gear/And dont feel special cuz u think dis wack shit is hot/Im berly warmin up/And im still blowin up ya spot Haha im just havin fun wit it |
D- rock claims to be a PIMP but he can't even get laid
His biggest achievement was graduating from the 3rd grade He's missing vocabulary, metaphors, and plenty of verbs While he still managed to mis-spell 50 percent of his words This ain't no playground bitch, So pack up and hit the street Remember, Ill-Iterit is the guy who taught u how to spell DEFEAT aight thas it come wit it bitches |
Like a deer you run away cuz you smelt my gun//
and you couldn't get pussy if i helped you son// You say you blow up the spot// Nigga you lukewarm/and the rhymes you got couldn't get a tea cettle hot// Man, what you need is a perk up like zoloft// and back to ya rhyme, it's weak you need to blow off// quick, hold off, find a new hobby fast// Get out before you die, i'll kill you like mustard gas// silently, and depressingly fatal// i'll have you questioning reality as if this was a fable// Now this would be funny if was actually serious// This the sixth bar, now you've found yourself delerious |
Ok Give up bitch cuz ya rhymes are gettin sour/If you truely wanna see me/I'll be sure to make it Ya last 24 Hours/I'll send two bullets to ya crew/Knock yall down like da twin towers/So Philly Squad Plz stand up/So i can gun ya two niggas down/ATL's Finnest not A-town stompin/Just sprayin dat semi all around/And dont worry trick/I wont take ya crown/Cuz i'll make Philly like atlantis Bitch/It will never be found/Specialy after I burn Dat Bitch to ground/Not before Taking a couple a Cheese Stakes/Nigga Philly aint shit/Them going to da superbowle was a huge mistake/Dem Bitches Got Crushed by abunch of Tea Sippin Sissy/Naw they got da asswope By some Niggas wit pussies/And i know for a Fact u aint No Phrophet wit Phrophcies/Cuz Me endin ya carreer quick/Is something u should of easily Forsee/
MAJOR BANK MAFIA LAYIN NUFFIN BUT DAT FIRE YALL ALREADY KNOW WAT TIME IT IS |
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