this dudes so great..he makes using StYlE LiKe ThIs LoOk CoOl
And its played.. but all ya other Mc's only flow when u in a pool
he rips shit.. huh in his avy, yea hes talkin bout ya skillz
they so wack, he took a look and didnt even think they were real
hes gon go famous..text is just a side hobby of his
and shit......
...only reason he on the New Rb is cuz he wants to show how dope it is

beat: Boom,Boom,DaBoom (repeat infinate Slow-Drums);
Rap speed- simlar to Twista's

All the way from another Galaxy
Celestial in your face and hes rapping galiantly
So you know betta take note cause Im rappin fast
Similar to space ghost when he attacks
He'll hit you in the eyes with a beam, make your head lean
You'll sceam you cant see cause of cateracks
Now you walk around with a half a brain, cant think
cause Celestial hit you with a battle ax
Now hes thinkin him wont bother me
cause you was left with a neck twist and a hemisbodamy

This is too easy, kissing ass is my specailty
Complementing bitchs is what gets me the pussy
So who's the boss now, it must be Illizit?
This guy can rap, he breathes it and lives it
Gives it to all the honeys from the clubs
This guys a stud he don't even have to offer no drugs
Instantly the man, there should be a ban on this
It's puttin the rest of us out of the game it's a shame
That I'm full of shit and, I really think he's fucking lame(jokes)

this guy has more lights on him than the osbournes/
he has enough skill to bring it to sophmores/
his skill is doper than crack and vodka/
when you got a hole in your chest you know he shot ya/
im giving him props like if he was actin a play/
if you cats are itchin to lose then hes scratchin to spray/

Me n demolish had trouble in the past//
but this muthafucka in battle whipped my ass//
made me look like a dirty lil bitch//
beat me so bad i was too scared to snitch//
cudnt beat him till i smelt the cheese//
whipped ma so bad i just freeze//
Demolish putsa polish into the bee's knees//
goin hall of fame 4 legendary mc's//

This dude Karlos ain't got no wins, Ain't got no losses neither/
Couldn't even measure his flow, Shit goes off the meter/
He got 35 posts, goin on 35 million/
Battle him, you battle me, Try and hurt 'em I kill ya/
Just two crazy dudes thats new to RB/
We our own Army, and it's alarming how many bitches we harming/
That's it for now, in closin, I gotta go/
You're lucky I was spittin, cause he's got an even hotta flow/

Mister mystery's here wreckin' these textcees, givin' hysterectomies
So your name, fame and fluid flow just got slain in utero
He comes down harder on your cipher than anvils,
Exposes foes as bein' full of infantile crap like diaper landfills
What type'a man kills verses to bring life to the art?
He strikes for the heart quicker than a knife in the dark
Set your sights on the mark, sit back and watch this kid explode
You can't break the enigma code, so take my word nigga, don't.

Issachar, Is a char-t topper, lyrikally inclined, ya know it ain't get's no hotter,
Gonna battle him, ya better bring a spotter, cause you fall, he ball's till last call, ya won't last long, your not half as a raw, crack ya jaw, you need to practice more, i laugh at yall wanna run against issachar you won't last long.

limbo,well lyrically he's best and no one in here is a test,cuz he's th emcee that walks around with a s on his chest,that obviously means super emcee cuz no 1 is better than him or me,thats another win on limbo's win tally

I had to reply, coz i liked the way that you flowed, so merry,
Nice Way To Write lines and use that sort of vocabulary,
Robb, take a step back and give yourself a pat on the back,
Even if that flow wasnt yours and you aint even black,
Your lyrics were good and yet youve only 25 posts,
And You finished your shit without having to boast.

lol. PE@CE

razer, name sez it all motherfuckers try in brawl
gettin cut up tell ur bitch to shut up, whats that make him lose his mind
next time his ryhme aint gena sound so kind
reppin south london many don come from
these sides dirty messy so if people try n test him there testin me
thats how razer passed it on down to double c

double c is da cat consumer/
hell make your death come sooner/
the 11 post he has/
is da 11 lives hes grabbed/
the 11 mcs hes stabbed/
he flows while your rhymes just splash/
his mind is a nine thats why his lines start to blast/

Demolish'is what hell do to you/
How hell fuck up your crew/
'Cause when hes run that shit through/
Aint gonna be nothing left of you/
You gonna be searching through the rubble for you boo/
Hes a 1-0 battle stats/
Constantly crushing you battle cats/
His flow like a gat, tough as a baseball bat/

The man Impendance bring your sentence,
Judge & Jury in your face,
Execution his solution, for invadin' pers'nal space,
Like jack-be-nimble, imp be quick,
runnin' rings round those play-pimp dicks...

Refuse your penance & we evicting tenants,
I & I Crew, we empty your street,
Drop a lil' call to Double C for the clean sweep,
A dozen muffled spits, and you feel yourself kiss street,
& Imp keeps his clean attaining the mean feats....

Theres a guy named Ash, who can throw a hell of a bash,
always gets lots of snatch, pockets always full of cash,
he has lots of pals, more than I'll ever see,
I just wish I was half of the man that he be,
you see, I was almost dead, but he saved my life,
and GAWD DAMN, have you seen this guys hot wife?