![]() |
z-ero is the cloest number u'll get my number 1 spot
a-ss hole's like u is unpredictable like when a fat man heart beat stops B-e real son tru to ya self dont be frontin c-ats like u always gets blasted down out the sky for stunting |
Dude you spit 4 lines when your supposed to spit six...
Everyone look at this D/R, but not liked cuz he bit dicks... Fuckin Retard, says he is hard.. but just hired a bodyguard... Goin to Die Tonight, I will send your g/f a letter of regard... How you hated her and GKillaz will treat you alot better... I think when he came into this thread he was lookin to knit a sweater... |
Jacked off my your mom
Kilt, fucked her while she wore it Look out bitch I'm a bomb Man VP got your bitch to whore it Nobody in this bia can stop me Oh shit, No Po-Po can cop me Please just lemme shut the fuck up Quit makin' me get so fuckin' fucked up Rob is VP and he really really wack Stop rappin' is what they say to me Talkin' so much shit, It might be smack U know who I fuckin' Is bitch, mafuckin' VP That's so gay I'm not even gonna defend it |
Variation in da rhymes he is clever 2 cum up wit
Who is diz nigga i'm talkin bout on all his opposition when he delivers his flow it'z like a bird droppin shit Xquisite da way he does da damn thang Y he all bout his money, blow dro, & in da game remains da same Zeal & his integrity makes LC da man dat he is 2day in diz time & age Anotha geto chapter in his thug poetry so let's turn anotha geto page |
Bitch im the 1 fuck neo and shit...:
Clipz in both Hipz now who do u think is SIkk?...: Doubt that he can Eva Walk again...: Ever Mess wit me leave like a Pen...:: dont get it my self |
fucked by the gat
guts on the door mat ha got blood on ur throw back i got skill that u lack |
All assholes accociatid like apparicions aint as they apear/
But bet, these bad boy lookin bustus be brining bitches in here/ cant cooperate while causing corparate casualties while uncontroliby camaflaugded/ Damn dick headed detectives disaprear drag me down but I move like blow darts/ Energetic in every esstimated epic entitled by god/ Finally, Furieosly fucked faggets forgot who they are/ Greatly gaspin, air totally gone like asperine/ Harrassed hourly as a habbit or hobby, yet still interesting/ Inialaited imensly, intens identdy hidden by density/ jorisdictions journys to the land casualties/ kept kreepin but I know killaz are komendiered to come after me/ Long lasting life and luxury, lavaged lungz filled with exteccy/ mad mandingo look mutha fucka, memmorized mixture of masterpieces mixed with mutilated musicians/ None nimble enough to nutralize never befor noticed conditions/ Obiousely overbearing obligations offer optic remditions/ Pristigiouse and prominent pasts ar perminently punctual/ quet and quick Q-Ball headed quiznos mouth ass niggaz is animals/ Ridicual rats reseave restless nights of no redemptions/ Satified by sure signals and simbols of quick condemption/ Totally turned down tortured and burned down in textual tournaments/ Unadulturated urban dances use unumerousely against the unbalanced and dangerouse/ Vivid visuals of verses battling V.S. a vet wit witz like Lion/ World wide wonders work wit what left to die in/ X Y Z fuck, Im done. ha ha ha Im da greatest. |
appreciate my approachment, you cant rap dont get a bloated head bitch/
cant stand my clique being known to quit, body found cold dumped in a ditch/ this dumbass dont come equipped, im explosive with extensive extensions/ im thought a freak with my fanatical fanaticism, i flex and this farm hand's flenchin/ |
admit it, an asshole made himself look worst by tryin to copy/
bumbarded by real bitch bashing lyricist in hotel lobbys/ Creamated constatly into cautios conditions/ dreamin of days dat I dont disorientate is disicons/ Eternally embarked on endangered escapades/ fuck that, U aint tall enough to ride the escalade/ Greatly Geneside be a generouse general/ Hotels hosting Jefferson while he bleeds internal/ Instructions too inconcevably try to beat me/ Just jeperdize another lost, and admit U beleave in me/ Kindling kastles of known Newbeez/ Lifting and levitating Ur losses like a loded UZi/ Momments after, found mumuring too death in a Jackuzi/ Not needing to die as a needless virgine who never got pussy/ |
Actin all hard up in the party/
Bitin off a real nigga,drunk on bicardi/ Cats talkin bout how u hardly/ Doin anything to make u thug, sorry/ Enough of this fake ass actor shit/ Fucked up to much now u got hit/ Gats blow,bullets spray u got lit/ Haha Haha told u they was tired of it/ I tried to warn to ur ass to cool it down/ Just stop runnin ur mouth for we have to lay u down/ Killin niggas aint hard on this side a town/ Lettin niggas have its just how we get down/ Mommas constantly cryin cuz her son just died/ Nuthin we could do, we had to he lied/ Oops shit he let it slide/ Purposly telll the jake where we all lie/ "Quiet what the fuck was that noise"/ Run muthafucka we killin u and ya boys/ Snubs is comin loaded these shits aint toys/ Talkin all that shit betta have some decoys/ Up in place we all strappin up/ Versitile , we can run shoot and duck/ We really dont care pop himin the back of the truck/ Xcept u guys take him, ima fuck his slut/ |
Y r dez weak azz bitches on here fuccin up da game always hatin on da next man
Zzz is wut i do when ya'll hoes b dissin cuz it'z so lame Assholes always have opinions dat dey think dey have 2 express, get off their chest But dey don't know dat trill niggaz & bitches in da game r aiming da gats at ur drome & spiliting open ur vest wit da slugs dat u'll b digesting Can a nigga get respect from peeps witout a hata thinkin it'z cool 2 diss him Dat'z da reason y dey end losing their lives & b missing all their limbs |
Eh, You fuckin' suck but I ecuse your newness
Fuck When I come in Cypher I abuse the loosez God damn I really blow balls when I do Alphabet Hold up tho, I fuckin' blow y'alls away wit da alpha-gat It's the voice box or the fingers that bring the pain Jackin' off to cocks with ya fingers that gay main Kent Street repper part time but usually Rhodus Lawsonite is what I is, Tryin' to follow what Jesus told us |
I leave niggaz wit holes like a car wit 2many windows.....
Jus cuz i dont try ma hardest on battles dont mean u gon win does.... Krazy flows like ma mom did drugs when she was pregnant.... Leave u all crippled...cracked skull, broken arm, LEg bent..... Me yea B i keep mo money den a banka.... Now i aint a pussy nigga i aint scared 2 shank ya..... |
Obviously ur too weak to battle me//
Prepared for so long jus to see defeat// Quit now, or forever hold ur peace// Retire the beef, i'll bury u six feet deep// Slumber and sleep, never to be wakened// Tired so u dream eternally ya soul takened// Underworld acquinted, trapped in a pit of flames// Verbally slain, the creator of true pain// |
Wrong is what your flow is
Xamine your style fo you go fo da show biz Yellin and screamin cuz you wanna be like those kidz Zirconium is the only thing you rockin A pussy like you i should be mockin But i feel bad so i know i should stop knockin |
Caressing those who need to be caressed
Delivering ma message and wat needs to be addressed Exceeded capabilities and rising above fear Forever thuggin, looking forward, forgetting tha rear Grabbing tha mic and taking tha single opportunity How long will it take for me 2 be accepted at wat i choose to be? |
I dun't thynk u understands thyz... il beat chour punk pussy krew
Just playin, nikka... i'l send ya bitch out juz ta beat chou K, i didn thynk id have ta repeat myself, Looken at chour ass, your ice iz enough ta make me thynk of high wealth Mik ripper, bitch ima brip klipper Next stiker on ya gurls walls iz gonna be of me lipper |
Oh my god/
Poor lil Sod/ Queer as folk/ Real ass joke/ Still number 2/ Till ya days thru/ Until the end of time/ Very unable to rhyme/ |
With-His-Bags In Times-Hands This Back-Packin-Man-Reaches...
Xholin's-Pads With Rhym-Plans To Take Action,-Attackin-And-Reachin... Ying(Young)-Lads-To-Teach In The-Arts-Of-Word-And-Pen// Zig-Zag-Threw-Dreams Of Love-To-The-Start-Of-Verse-And-Led... Absorbant-Of-Feeling And The -Essence- Of The Emotion-Your-Stressin// Borderin-The-Leaving Of This To The-Next-Guess, I Walk With Explodin-Verb-Endings... |
C
Done that was easy/ Eat grimey mc's raw cause i like my food greasy/ Forget tryin to tease me/ Got fukd up lungs but still dont call myself weezy/ Hell on earth Ice powers since birth/ Jeneric is how i spell it Kills mc's that try and repell it/ Leaving bitches with a mullet. |
this what they should be teachen them kids in skools
A is for AK, thats my weapon of choice B is for BLUNT, over the years they fucked my voice C is for CRACKHEAD, we got em around our hood D is for DOPE that i smoke to make it seem all good E is for EX-CON used to be a pimp with many bitches F is for them FUCKHEAD kids tryin to stick me for my riches G is for GANGSTA, dont push ya fuken luck H is for HEROIN addic, they OD and i dont give a fuck I is for the ICE that i got around my neck J is for JACKIN niggas n givin a chin check K is for the KLOCK that im bustin at ya ride L is the LULLABYE ya mommas singin when she kiss ur ass goodbye M is for MULTI-COLORED we got blacks, brown n white N is for NARCOTICS, cops try n stop us it aint right O is for O.G he be runnin this shit P is for PROJECKS i was there till 13 n then i split Q is for QUARTER OUNCE thatll start u in the game R says REACH for ya wallet nigga u think im playin? S is for SHOTGUN 1 shot and ya dead T is for TEFLON i wear on my chest and my head U is for UNDETECTED n thats how i choose to stay V is for VLADAMIER russian mafia got hit by my stray W is for WELFARE free money from the government X is for X-TACY thats what we buy with it Y is for YA NECK and u betta protect it Z's nuthin, ghetto rhymin, SHOW SUM RESPEKT KID!!! |
Another weak ass verse up in this thread/
Before typin, stop an think instead/ Come from nothin, but can still leave my mark/ Dead before christmas see everything go dark/ Everyone's an enemy, so keep 'em all close/ Fuck all of 'em if they try to role reverse/ Get 'em all in they sleep along with their families/ Hang 'em up in ya bedroom an keep 'em as trophies/ Intelligence is what you need to survive in this game/ Jokin's for dead guy's, you know it ain't the same/ Kill the ones that don't pay on time and try tp duck/ Leave 'em bloodied look at they entourage an tell 'em "I don't give a fuck"/ Meaningless verses spit from nobodies/ New generation of love, they your homies/ |
On every occassion I will leave ya ass twisted,
Please believe very soon I'll have your mom fisted, Queer lil bitch you made this cypher a diss, Real name no gimmicks, thats why you call urself miss, Stealin purses from old ladies, thinkin you gansta, Transexual bitch, 50 says Yous a Wanksta, Unebelievably shit, describes your rhymin method, Very good on this thread, some might say I was blessed |
endless crimes for cats who dared to cross the line
feignin to go back intill they started throwin gang signs getting nowhere in life cuz they glued to drugs hell on earth is supposively the life for thugs its known that kids act bad cuz they didnt have a dad jackin cars and stores cuz someone made them mad |
Kill who trips on u cos dey dont know a shit about you
Lame ass fuck need to duck cos dey suck and dey aint nevva gonna get buck Many fake peeps alive!!!...wdf?.....ok...ima be d 1 to put and end to dis line Nuns are sweet&clean women,pervs KEEP YA DICKS UNDANEATH YA PANTS COS DEY DONT FUCK ANYHOW LIKE YA MOMZ ;) Oops i gatta go....i was so bored dats y i was wack......yeah.......i no.....:) |
endless crimes from cats who dare to cross the line
feignin to go back intill they start throwin up gang signs getting nowhere cuz they addicted to drugs hell on earth is the life for a thug innocent cats acting bad cuz a dad they never had jackin cars and stores just cuz some1 madem mad |
Kill Emcees that try to to jump zest/
Leave 'em bloodied wen they try to test/ Me the one and only, the mutha fuckin best/ Noobs preted to know but don't flow suckin on cress/ Open they mouths before they know they on the floor in a mess/ Power to the people, but fuck the haters and testers, they ain't worth the breath/ |
barbaric bars that i use to express my feelins
cant get rid of the internal wounds their just not healin dieing of fear cuz i know i have to face it enough is enough so im a chase it friends with my lyrics thats somethin i can trust gotta make it to da finish and thats a must |
A'yo... Anotha wack newbie...well thats no surprise Blast through you..wit these wack alphabetic lines Cosmetic face lifts...couldn't bring you fame Dangerous is ma talent...I own 99% of tha game Exit tha stage........there is ya final solution Fuck off dawg...you wack...thats tha conclusion |
glocks that follow fear when the trigga sways back
here comes the hollow tips to u a matter a fact im a newbie but ive been spittin verses jokin never when i lay down curses killin spree fa free no hitman here likeable neva drop cats as bullets steer |
Quote:
A'yo...
Good God...this kid even claimes he's a newbie... Hell...spittin'? I could beat this kid puffin' a dubie I could open my jaws...and still rip and tear you Just by breathin'...I could even begin to scare you Kill this kid..........haha, just playin' I ain' serious.... L.E. could wave his arms to tha flow... ...that would still make you delerious... Haha...I'm wack. |
Murderous intention to shut ya shit down
Never step to me or I'll take yr crown, clown Only ever battle to win; so let's begin Pourin petrol on yr ass, straight diesel just like Vin Quakin in yr boots like Puss as I light it Realest flow around - gotta love it, can't fight it |
abc
Sleep'n wit my slutz
Take'n they munney grabben they buttz Use'n them fo my sex play Velocity every fuckn day Win'n thur luv Xtacyz got me fucked |
Y all these niggas tryna get wit me?
Zesty is what they say that my pussy be Anotha Rap bitch on this here Cypher Bootie clappin is how I keep them niggas hypher Clap clap is the sound of my weapon Drankin on Gin is my profession |
in the deep street spittin in a crowd of a live cypha
puttin cats ta sleep with mouths in awe drippin salivia death is near but im a surviva neva fall back cuz i gotta make it #1 rated or even hated makin cats dizzy off my fizzy cuz my flows are intoxicated |
no body telling me wat 2 do to make it in tha game
obstructing officials, along the way searching fo fame people knocking me down, its juz coz they envy me question ma trust, leaving friends turning into enemys rising forever above all those who choose to despise suckaz being exposed from they tru single disguise |
theres so much drama goin on in my street tonight
undaground is bublin, lil niggas havin a gang fight vowels gettin spit in my lyrics, like they lost value writin rhymes, keepin nines, straight up, actin a fool xtasy is takin over right where crack left off you can see it plain n clear, tha lives weve already lost zoned out, lost in tha lights, while dealers banks reachin new hights :thefinger |
all people on rapbattle listen up
biters get caugh and shown up crew votes have each others back hand in hand dick ridas do too intill they get banned everybody hates cats who do all three things and are fake fallen these phonys cuz they cant learn from mistakes god like mcs become great cuz they obey the rules hatin like mc are bad cuz they disobey and get made into fools |
Another verse from the only cursed emcee leavin' y'all dispersed,
Before the burst there's silence like bereaved believers in church, Christianity-the fantasy enforced by rich families breeding insanity, Drama-see-this site's like Pop Idol "Where the fuckin' talent be?" Ear-drums clap like applause when I begun rap with my family, Faker's keep chaning their names cos they know they can't "handle" me... |
Fuck it we dropped at the same time, s'all good.
|
All times are GMT -4. The time now is 09:45 PM. |