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Yall aint intoxixcated,cuz im intoxicated,my flows stay hot and likeble,so why yall nigga hate it,Ya rhymes like ya jeands,worn out and faded,Check ya the expire day,cuz beleive ya rhymes outdated,Now u wanna take the main nigga of his camp,I leave ya body stiff,like girls havin PMS cramps,and its not just that,ya drawes be bloody and damp,and my gunts on fire,they'll lite you up like a lamp,And dont try to act or look like a G,,cuz u'll get wet sooner,Need to quick tryin to be a quick G,and Join nick Jr,Like da pandas,Ya life is close to an end,and ill tak u out of this world da same way u came in,But naked coverd in blood and berly breathing
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Your flows stinks like its rolled up in shit~
Whos swimming in sewer water... ur the culprit~ Get over it you need to move up to the 21st century~ Rapping and you... it just aint meant-to-be~ Butt naked... what are we talking about here~ Just repeating wat u said gotta make that clear~ We know u were the prison bitch last year~ The thing is you werent even in jail~ Just went there for fun... then explained it in detail~ |
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yo i aint english laugange im ebonicz that just the way that i talk you fallowing chiks wit ya dessprate ass dick n that just tha way tha you stalk man i got tha most evil mind ill murder ya rhyme a flow at a time see when i be spiting ill relinquish ya spot at tha bottom you don't know but you fallin like leaf in tha auttom |
if you hopin on rap for a career, you aint goin far dude...
lemme drop a personal, wait, who the hell are you?... imma set it and forget it, youre my new roast... funny i have more dq wins than you have posts... if you plannin a takeover of RV, head to Retard Valley... cuz herbs get sonned by phantoms in dark alleys... |
Phantom... cuz im not gon waste my time on this herb
Weak shit is all i can ever see you post~ You call urself phantom... why? do u ghost~ Creepin up in alleys im waiting over here~ Make it easy n close my eyes...but when i open em'you disappear~ Like water your rhymes dry up n evaporate~ At the same time... about 300 emcees i ate~ Me n you meeting aint luck... thats fate~ Problem is you came precooked and served on a plate~ |
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yo this is some game nerd wit a high vocabulary he freaks at glock and im still standing at constabulary your clocked you almost out of time now that you should rember and for your dq's you probally took on every kid thats newest member yo how you know about fuckin retard vally. ill kill in tha back ally you prbally made that site in ya mansion in cali yo aint comin back wit a rally |
fuck *Ebonicz* your text is dead ...cuz when king x comes in there will be rollin' heads //
i *Cut Crews* like *Dreads* ..spraying red on the floor with a flow so hardcore // levae you with 1000's of sores like something you never seen before // your wacker than micheal jordan with a *Baseball Bat* // hard punches take that as i just stomped you out like a welcome mat!! |
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yo X-static; welcome to hell. you got no jurriscticiton, n your records dont look fatal. what was paps thinkin, creatin cowardly offspring...yo mams shoulda took anal. you say its begun, this verse the reason you wack. infact, thats a wrap. hed stand up and begin another rebellion, but hed have another asthma attack. strobe, go ahead n just delete Static's rhymes, save 'em the embarrassement. thats why you only cypher battle, cuz you and average mc's have no comparrison. your not dope. you fit into one classification, thats ilegable folk. heres an example; your avy. its like id be pinching the incredible hulk. you need to take a step down, like if someone just tried to taunt the grinch. just blame your lame attempts on genetics, cuz this the kinda text that you stop to flinch. |
ill *Abuse* you *Verbally* and rip your bitch ass apart//
the only time you *Drop Illness* is when i stop your heart// and the rating of your wackness is the only way you top charts// im ripping this ass like 1000 farts, whats your verb? please dont be a herb// cause your wack ass will get burned and get what you deserve// ill rip you easy..your rhymes are weak and sleezy your bitch cant Please-Me// and even if you sent your entire crew you couldnt Cease-Me! |
i know a wack rapper and he's name is static
when i walk in the room he bow down and get fanatic he sucks dick jus like i do and jus as well he guy he fucked , does fuck and tell damn i released ur secert, ur a queer so every1 battle him and hav no fear oh god he likes it up the ass he offered it to Chillz but he said he'd pass so plz jump off the guys dicks and stop dick-riding oh by the way, there is a rule that says no biting |
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^^^that shit aint even worth my time//he mad cuz my lines dropped like a pregnant bitch and gave birth ta ur rhyme// Ignorant species u far from human...U aint even on my criteria// ur career is at a stand still like daz shit I should call u bacteria....// im maleria......here .... damaging ur system// listen...look at ur rhymes...ur on Balls like ur in a catchers position// my skills...you say"you lack kid"// when you dont even fit in like a room full of koreans an u tha only black kid....(I shouldnt even wrote this much...cuz ur shits A,B,C grammer school disses!) -an who this kid battle........a vegetable!! -ColdSteeL-The BOSS.(period)fuckoh!! :shoot: |
cold steel u lack wackness even if u was in I of the storm u still couldnt flow betta dan me//
try to shoot dem cold slugz at me nigga they will heated and melted,even if u did arobics u couldnt be far off betta dan me// its like that homie |
^^^HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!...that was bullshit//
like alter boys with full lips givin head in a pull pit// Ur a fag a wanna be... u'll nevah be nothin more than a computer geek// I know U like dressin in drag and gettin laid flat like a computer sheet// U confuse tha street..or U a rapper or a poet// cuz skills u dont show it...every dick u blow it...actin like ur idenity is a secret but everybody knows it..(BITCH!!) |
ill have to get Cold on steel and get bold when i kill//
i got skills, fuck with me you get the raw deal// see, colds rhymes are old and they are Still-Aging// but like terminal cancer patients my rhymes are Ill-Raging! |
Wow your flow just fell flat on its face~
Opened its mouth n knows how the dirt tastes~ Sorry to say but im ashamed that i know u~ Clinton got monica nshe wouldnt even blow u~ aight just sumtin quick lets go p dizz |
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