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your a bitch a hoe and everyone know
zebra cake mutha fuka ur a damn oreo as for ya style u got none bitch get shot just for fun with my shot gun carrin a body out in a bag da one is a fuckin fag |
every rhyme dat i write speaks for itself
fucc enemyz my gun iz like heat and they melt 6 dollars for ya rapz for mine they paid 89 we can se ya panty line lilrenegade89 |
Gotta cut him up, He's askin for the butcher/
He left wit his limbs in a bag, punked him like Ashton Kutcher/ I guess he's too stressed to come wit som ill shit/ Joker Couldn't even remember the rhymes he came to kill wit/ |
K.nown to bust domes in the cypher situation//
L.ack of skill surpass then kill with lyrical manifestation// M.asterpieces thru telakinesis will smash ur thesis// N.ow my feces increases with new releases// 0.vertakin weak em sces wit my authentic-flow// P.articipatin wit others but we aint identi-cal// |
Quicka then quick i push tha dick
Ride real rowdy females Slip into panties i up the ante Try me man ill fuck ur aunty Under ur own bedsheets i pop cherrys Vane woman and rub there own belly jus a 30 second flex |
w.anna see me fame, then keep ya eyes from blinking
x. ray your brain to find out what your thinking y.a'll never dealt me well, left erased my minds dazed z.uit bunning out my mouth eyes red and glazed |
Armeggedon my rhymes bringen to your rap lines...
Bombin down upon ur lyrical gayness like you steppin on land mines... Cryp walk around ya block if you a fuckin blood... Drop so hot snoop dawg be callin me cuz.../ |
Explain to me why I got cut
Fuck that 6 line shit its for sluts God damn I'm under the thumb of the man HolyShit I'm gonna kill this plan Ignite the mic the only way I can Jumper cables and gasoline in my hand Kill cuz I'm Breakin the rules for lines Listen you dont gotta tell methat many times (8 barzbiyatch!!!) |
Murder Phreak ill drown u in Dawsons Creek
Never seen u homie but, ill leave u dead on the street Over 6 lines but Phreak u really weak Put the jumper cables back or up your ass crank Quit talkin shit... Lets see here u's the only bitch Run home to your daddy and suck his faggot dick :eek: :shoot: :thefinger :thumbup: |
If you were a Real Man "Big'N", Defeat you could 'Concede',/
You Aint the Rappers 'Breed', my talent you can Exceed,/ Yeah my greed misleads, I Ruse in here indeed,/ Battle me was a takin, where You never could Succeed,/ You talk a Lot of smack, Bitch go in the corner and Cry,/ And wonder Why my Rhymes are like Bullets Dodging at Your Eyes,/ |
Ruse = Rule*** (Miss-Spelling)
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^Stupid bitch this is the alphabet cypher, not a battle thread/
Take your weak ass rhymes elsewhere before we rattle heads/ Useless and toothless is how I'm leavin this doofus/ Vomit on this Dyke cause i couldn't give two shits/ When a bitch is that loose, yo know she cannot be tight/ Xeroxed then left and still couldn't copyright/ Yo, who's nexy to get done dirty, just get in a line/ Zest fully clean is how I'm spittin my rhymes/ |
Actually your a fuckin fag enygma
But VP will kick your alpha-sigma-sigma Cause He can rip you piece by piece Didn't I say That PSA smokes Trees Even the hard Emcees can't concieves Fuck them and fuck me cuz I am retarded Gee look at the shit that I just started lol... |
Hows this for ya
I would come to your house then want would you do Jokin is jus' a game Killin yourself is not 4 fame Look at wat you became My best friend needs to get out of shame |
"Nothing better than this ill, dope MC"
Oh no bitch, don't confuse you and me Pen in my hand beats sword in yours Question: How come you always be on all fours? Row, row your damn boat outta this place, before Shadow's edge bring it all over your face, whore. hehe |
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