I aint on no crew cuz i jus tried out for urs so go look at it! and tell me wat u thnk?

To enhance the spirit of man,
jus because i can, i say damn,
i dont fuck around in ur hand,
bak offme stop gettin on my nuts;
i shun niggas like u that kiss my but;
im becumin the master so bak the fuck off;'
i choke niggas like they u choke urself when u jak off,
u a homo so watch the fuck out,
oo shit dawg close ur lips,
cuz ur dudes bought to nut in ur mouth!

who is this "rapper" thinkin he real,
your punches don't hit,
so you bite like tyson V Hollyfield,
I had to think a little while on your closin line,
homos just aint my thing, that shit doesn't fly with J-Wild.
Ima keep this one short so listen to me,
when E aims for the sky he lands his punch near my knees.

(lil-e)dis 4

who is diz nigga swingin them punchez/
u missin dawg 300 J.G will snack on u lik sun chips/
u in da wrong neighbour hood for real/
we all ex convictz dat means,we all been in jail/
look at his linez oh man i can tell dat u frail/
u probably drop da soap on perpose if he went into jail/
ur linez cant faze me im da untouchable one/
dont need to slaught diz nigga jus let hiz head get acquainted to da gun/
in one line or two i can take him to da slums/
stop frontin dawg we dont need no groupies/
cause ur linez draws more rats then blue cheese/

Hold up u aint the best of the west,
Next time u talk u will have a bullet in ur chest,
a stunned down low dirty dice bitch,
cuz i love hip hop and hate a snitch,
try not to fuck wit me, cuz a nigga neva no,
wat i do when i cum around i pimp u ho's,
this aint a joke its jus a mainstreem,
i love doin this to make ur death screem

Wat the fuck is this the best of the west,
this aint country shit, and u aint the best,
so bak off of cypher like a stun to ur chest,
ur style is wack makes me wanna fall to my death,
im becumin used to dissin ur yougsters,
tryin to cum on here actin like the king of cypher,
but that aint shit i play my part to spit rip u from head to toe wat u no bought it!

lyrics is infinite,think ya';ll gettin betta 4git it
ya'll niggaz aint shyt, flee snitch,good night bitch
git rich quik,get off mah dik,u slip off cuz im always fukin ur bitch
i aint lyin,im not even tryin,ya'll need 2 straighten out ya rhymes like clothin iron's
yo how clova fellin himself so much,pleadin 4 votes like presents at christmas
fuka u gased up,gas u up like car pumps, chump..
put dah pump 2 dis chump,if niggaz ask wat up i say dis chump

Sin-scere ur done ur rain is over,
i'll pour down like salt, roll u over like a boulder,
this shit is done its dumb to go on,
u rap about the same shit evry cypher song,
u need to loosin up go smoke a bong,
ur rhymes dont all gotta be tight jus dead wrong,
u can say shit as long as it flows,
take a pencil and paper and take notes u lil ho!

Okay my B.M. its time to spin on u like u aint got friends,
im sick of ur doo doo style/
evry ttime im cum out against u its like goin against a child/
ur rhymes and dope/
they blow up in smoke,
evryone no's black mob is fuckin broke,
so move the fuck out of my way,/
well im steppin on ur block wit my fuckin j's,
like timbalaned

.wat is this man spittin bout now/
can someone please put this sick dog down/
u claim u mad broke dat aint nottin to tell/
then dat means u hungry let me fill u wit shells/
man i can tell dat u phony by da lines u spittin/
half da lines aint even urs,stop line rentin/
this man is not even a challenge to chozen/
ma lines hit u lik a iceberg,and leave ur ass frozen/
how u goin to step into cypher not knowin how to spell/
this aint monopoly ur ass will get sent straight to jail wit no bail/

Diss 2 B.M


im here bicth on anotha level,sin hit on fags send em 2 dah devil
listen chump u fukin wit dah best,disin u was no contest
he tryin 2 protest,sayin how u da best, i rip niggaz apart til de hav no rhymes left
but just check it,if u spit summ try not 2 regret it
i was born 2 do it, muhfuka battlin sin it's like he clueless
..mah rhymes u cant test diss,mah shyt's outta dah world like a spaceship

Diss 2 Grimmy,Big Daddy,B.M,MOB

ya'll iz just dumb fuks,i aint madd u vote 4 clova but u did it 4 summ luck
u had a good plan but it bout 2 b messed up,u dumb fuks
clova hit a ya'll up n asked 4 ur votes,u did it cuz u wanted his votes
but i understand he say u in if u try out 4 300 J.G
now clova delivered so their wasent no 'Yo pay me'
i could b wrong just maybe,i called all ya'll fools out n nun came bac at mi
mutha fukin faggots,im a leave ya'll dead rappers in earth gettin ate by maggots
ya'll so fukin fake i cant stand it,im a snatch yah names off n take ur wallets


yo if ya'll voted 4 clova cuz he said he would git u in dah crew or return dah favour dats fukin low naww mean,it was fukin abvious i was betta shyt. Dont take it as mi bein mad cuz i lost im just madd dat i lost wen it was obvious i won ezzzz bitches

Wats up sin-scere i dont never even talk to them fools foreal thats jus how they voted it shouldnt make u pissed jus keep doin ur thang homie! It aint no big deal im loyal to my mutha fuckin crew i aint gunna bribe niggas homie and u should no that cuz i talk to u more then any nigga in our crew jus lettin u no homie! No hard feelins!

yo if im wrong yo "mah bad ight ezz. im just sayin wat it look like zeen

ite lookie here iz the new fella comin thru
dey call me trinimon bitch from the tri spade kingz crew
and im standin wit ma nigga sin cere till the end
cuz yall bitches especially clova u supposed to be a friend
u got people bribed and shit so u can get a win
it dun matta newayz cuh the same people kno iz sin


dats all i got now get at me

wat the fuck u talkin bought idk wat the fuck ya'll trippin for a win is a win homie deal wit it i dont talk to them mutha fuckas get over urself me and sin is cool dats my nigga best believe i got his bak so stop trippin u win sum and lose sum it dont matter nigga drop it i dont got fuckers bribed i thouhgt the disses were bought equal anyway so shut the fuck up and we can be cool cuz sin no he's me nigga anyway and i dont no wat the fuck he's trippin on i didnt think he would take it this fuckin bad i will lose soon sumtime i aint gunna be like aahhhh u bribed him if i lose i lose get the fuck over it!

yo chill damn. i cant control wat ppl think ight if dats wat he thinks dats up 2 him lol.ezzz yo n stop wi dah talkin n here lol msg mi if u got sum 2say

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fuck that....

if you trade honest votes its cool...
if u ask for someone to vote for you and u'll vote for them... THATS NOT COOL....
if u tell them they can get into a crew if they vote for you.... THATS NOT COOl....
if you aint do noting and thats how they voted .... THEN DEAL WITH IT....

i got 3 loses... 2 no-show and 1 respected lost.....
u cant win them all......


but clova i'm gonna be check'ing on your battles....
who you battle???


and since this is a cypher....

my bars...

i see alot of ya complaining making a nigga start thinking
but if you mad ova a lost..... that just mean ya rhymes was stinking
get back in the lab and start cooking some heat
the compitition aint sweet... some of these vets punches i'll lift u off ya feet
but in the street we keep it hood.... and rob'em for they goods
and put them where they should...be laying stiff like choped wood....


no diss to no-one just gotta drop a flow since its a cypher...

I dont remember they names lol but u could find them i no sin-scere and sonny barz and i didnt fuckin tell them shit so its an honest vote they jus need to deal wit it me and sin already settled that shit yesterday so its droped lets get bak to cypherin!

^^^ no dout then fam....

someone people get mad when they lose...
i do to...

sin scere its all good we all family...

its like a big brother thing they always fighting but no love lost...

Yah hell yah now bak to business 300 is on they way ran lets get this shit goin!

Tru lets git bac 2 work

Sin spit hot fire,summ nigz snitch sing 2 cops more than church choir's
always spittin bout shyt they dont do fukin liars
but sin spit reality,im hated by most but mostly my enemies
nuff of em mad cuz deh contain mah pedigree,stfu 2 nuff ya'll seriously
fukin bitch ass muthafukas im inspired to b dah best i can
u'll si a muthafuka sweat wen dat tech9 jam,he said it jamed dats da reason y i ran
i spit fire just like wen dat tech9 blam,leave niggaz beakless summ like tucansam

Dont worry Sin...
if they front.... i'll smack they teeth right out they chin
and give them a few shot... like they ordering gin
blasting mother fuckers.... danm.... ransum must be bored again
so its ova for the front'in.... im burning ya like over baked muff'in
i'll let clova cook ya in 1 min... like a stake'um... an have sin stuff'em
300 J.G we running this rap shit... all ya haters.. we runing this rap shit
hot boil flames with runing this rap shit... all my R.V niggas 300 J.G we running this rap shit....

lol....

It aint playin no more 300 j.g. in this bitch,
im playin my cards right so ur boy can get ritch quick,
my hits hit so hard they make me sick,
quicker then jiggle that jiggles on ur gurls tits,
im a witty wit nigga who dont say shit,
rapp on niggas like J.G. and we'll kill a nigga wit a switch,
it rhymes to go flowin super quick,
back the fuck up cuz ransum, sin, and clova ridin ur chiks,
so bak off us for we bust wit 12 gauge bullets that will fill u wit rust to the pits!

he's a shit talker, so im'a burn this non factor
you been a hot head, so the gasoline an matches didn't matter

who want to battle da slaughter, lets do it

who want to battle chozen

Yo young blaze this is a 6 line minimum cypher so cum wit more shit u any good then cum try out for our crew!!!

you really need to read rules, before you enter
he so retarded, he came in the cyph tryin to recruite members
i got a sick team, i'd never roll with you bitch
cuz if your wit the jury, i can already tell you a snitch
we'll battle it out, but you'll need some serious help
the court'll be the arena,
...an i'll throw the book at you along wit the shelve
i'm well known an talked about, when i be murking dudes
too bad i cant talk sshit on ya name cuz nobody heard'a you
i beat up wanna be's like you, cuz your a fucking disgrace
ya grill must be a job opening, when i apply my fist to ya face

First of all ur shit dont even rhyme,
ur cumin wit weak shit u dont even got no shine/
If u wanna be on J.G. u better take sum time,
half baked nigga i'll shoot u wit my tech nine,
the way u rap it should be called a mutha fuckin crime,
cuz it takes so long for u to answere bak like ur gurl tryin to unwind/
The way i rep J.G. im one of a kind,
ur jus a bitch i dont see u reppin shit under ur line/
If u take me out then maybe you'll beat me,
but if thats the case theres still ransum, sin, and the rest of the J.G./
So learn how to rap when ur tryin to spit,
and dont cum bak on here wit a bunch fuckin bullshit/

No first off, your rap skills can't even put up a fight
punchlines arent only suppose to rhyme but also flow right
thats not you, so i'ma leave you bruised
an ya body on a new balance, when i'm done stomping ya wit the shoes
bitchs dont like clova's, gettin numbers ya betta stop it
they only fuck wit anything green, when its taken out ya wallet
you got wack bars, your just a structure abusier
i seen less slashes on a screen, by samari's cutting computers

say my name on ur verse again... nigga u better watch it,
ur sayin the same shit again... pleeze just stop it,
no one is gunna buy into the shit u say,
i gota better chance of goin on ur bed wit ur gurl and gettin layed/
i get payed nigga, Money over bitches,
stack my dimes im collectin ritches like i do ur bitches/
i'll stomp ur face in homie, you'll leave wit 24 stiches/
i'll leave ur gurl alone after she felt my 24 inches/
i'll rape ur bitch, hell and ur mamma to,
it will prolly put ur name out there... shit u no wat it do/
If i fuck evry gurl in ur family... you'll get famous and maybe even happy,
people will give u so much respect from the J.G. hova,
Ur friends will be sayin damn ur mom felt 24 inches of Clova/
So cum bak cuz i never bak down for the crown,
Junior Gunnerz till i die wat u gotta say now!

your crews is fucking wack, an mine stay's bangin
you can be a junnior gunner, but im the boss with the cannon
ya moms a dirty slut, but any nerd would do her
i can celeron the internet faster than any dell computer
i'm cuttin ya wit lines, but my pens running outta ink bitch
so i'll just use your blood to write the rest of my verse with
you'll get thrown in the air, cause your a fake thug
i'll put sucha bad name to C's up, they'd all convert to blood

i blaze this young thug like the shit i smoke
if i hit him too hard's the only way i'd choke
you understand? you a lil slow, but try to get this
you a mutt, i'm the alpha dog in a cypher full of bitches
and fucka crew, well actually just E-style
cuz i could run anyone in your clique with a keystyle

^^^

dude def bugg'in.... 15 post and he think hes wild
none of ya lines are straight... must be tripp'in off that E-STYLE
with a bitch like you... only time u was above was on a gay float
my chain stay icy like a fucking ski slops
he'll tell a serious story about drug we take as a joke,
cuz at a vending machine only time he push coke.....

something quick....

you all never acomplished shit, you trailing kids
when that name only has 15 post cause this my real alias
your shit is comdey, all ya lines are weak dude
on the real, i laughed harder than the punchs you threw
you dont get daps from peeps, they jus pass you in town
one pound, would just anchor ur skinny ass to the ground
ya girls feet are destructive, them things are on another level
cause by now, your girl's burned up more soles than the devil

Damn talk bought trey methodz, or even young blaze,
i listen to ur shit and it puts me in a haze,
a.k.a a daze damn its jus messin me up,
ur shit is so wack, u need to shut up,
u say the same stuff when it cums to dissin bak,
thats a sissy act, u need to get a new attak,
this is wack im goin as easy as can be,
jus so u cum bak wit diff shit to diss me!

yo mc spit wat u rappin bout/
it seems someone regergitated ur bars then spit them out/
on the level dat i spit/
will give ur tongue a twist/
aint no need to copy ma lines i'll get to u/
lik santa clause at christmas let me rap it up for ya/
dissin u is no present its in past/
i guess ma lines are outside of time, so u better read them fast/

you really blow dude, even worse than crack whores
not saying you aint chozen, just not for this rap board
i'm not trying to be harsh, but i doubt you stray far from the couch
cause if you think your the sikest rapper, you must not leave the house
terrible dude, slashes everywhere, you can barely rhyme man
and i've heard better rhymes, from a dislexic blindman
you killed me laughing though, but no one will love it
cause like attempted suicides man, you just dont cut it