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freeposter is nuttin but a boaster silly like pillsbury stacked in my toaster
im a roaster an emce worst enemy when it comes to this lyric b// i spit synikally im mentally amusin its like u up against a two-some// its gettin gruesome like new born birth the afterlife perch is where u send 2b cuz literally n lyrically u cant defeat ya enemy u neva meant ta be emcee give up an u might retain some dignity// |
this goes out to freeposter
your shit is so bad it it makes people want to cry make everyone want to go and commit suicide thats why you should keep your shit to yourself before you end up packaged and on the shelf i mean come on man get a fuckin clue three niggas on this thread don't like you if you could spit good you'd be respect by the hood but serioudly dude quit this game you don't want to live a life of shame |
true playa slaya im an emce slaya now we gonna laya bitch named freeposta in tha ground tired of his boastin//
thats why im "postin" im roastin words coast to coastn its time ta spin drink tha hen put this bitches life to an end.. |
kid frost we got game is the best always goin around lyrically rippin the rest, the Propheciez is but a joke a bunch of homos who constantly choke.so if u step to me ur goina get beat cause we got game doesnt stand for ur shit
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Pudsy reppin the D forgot the I-C-K
DOn't care if you got game cuz patna we don't play You choke on dick I choke on smoke so realistically who's the joke Come pick a fight I explode on sight I'm like Jimmy Walker I'm "Dynomite!!" |
this goes to trill you must be gone off tha x pill/
I bet you know in yo own heart that yo ass aint real/ alot of tha trash that i heard man it really wuz wack/ if you walk through da hood you'll get yo shoes and cloths jacked/ and thats a fact, you dont got tha guts to be hard/ but if you talk enough shit Im gone cause you some bodliy harm/ man this nigga aint even worth my time I'm out |
this goes out to that bitch killa'b
killa'b thinks hes an emcee but can it be that literally he has half the skill as me cant be ill as me im chuggin hennessy while i bury thee// im spastic like elastic quick ta snap back crack on ya rack like a beat from the "illmatic" track// whats that? u suc sack u a fag so ima beat u like the "mack" while i dump out a small stack of a chronic pack// a second chance ull need its time do some "speed" cause i come in threes u fucker cant diss on me// set up a rematch where ur boys gotta post an explaination bitch u got no skill lost but the votes u got made it a tie |
Yo kid frozt i'ma send ya a chill//
Ma i'll rhymes gonna slither like a glacier river// But i dont shiver when i see 3 of ya, i'll just multiply ya rip yo down an divide// snap yo elastic, make da scene drastic, Spit so hard yo brain melts like plastic..// So ya look like a real spastic, but i got a suprise, a lyrical Spaz Gun, i shoot wit ma lungs// Got you wrapped in bullets o' Tongues That be raining down on ya Slicin' ya like ice// last time i was nice, know you've paid tha price// -Out- |
pound u a fool if u think fo one second ima let u get away wit those lines
my ryhmes have bitches like u ridin pine// the last time i ryhmed u fell off quick like a prick ima just thick n spring off this shit// the shit parade proud members of "glaad" only faggets i know that like ta get had// thats right im bad i dont get mad i discipline equally no need fo a sequel |
T-Pound Back wit avengence, runnin ya down like a 500 horsepower engine//
An yo know this tha endin. Mathmatikal Propheciez, i visulize, ostrasize an demoralize// You De-militarized, an i'm a fully armored All guns oversize// so C'mon Sonic try ta keep up to this scat, too bad i'm Knuckles, gonna kick you ta crap// Gonna tape, rack, an' wrap yo with ma rhymes get ya verbally inter-twined// While i be suppin tha wine Sittin back an relaxing// an you runnin away like you been ex-laxin'// so this lesson's evidentaly gonna send ya back ta elementary// an i'ma leave ya in peace(but only temporarily)// -Out- |
no engine could contain the force of my vengeance
im a menace killa should seek some pentence// after i battle i give niccas a sentence a concussion make ur ears ring like percussion im stuffin u like taxidermy// epindectimy occurs from my propheciez i drop bombs u see |
aight yo, i'm back//
took me awhile, but now i'm on track// i'm white, yo i ain't black// so get ready, i'm about to attack// this diss goes to pair-a-dyce himself// he's to busy to read this, he's probly playin with himself// you think your so great with the way that you rhyme// your shook to read this, your speechless like your a mime// i don't hate you, i just think your full of yourself// if i saw you in person, i'd kick your ass myself// blah blah blah blah is all i ever here you say// come up with some good shit, atleast for today// kid_frozt is that a name, or are you just lost// i'll beat your fuckin ass, free of cost// look at your rhymes, their short and gay// i keep wonderin, what the fuck did he say// but that's alright, you gotta start somewhere// shoulda went somewhere else, anywhere but here// you probly studdered tryin to say that// you suck, stop tryin to rap// fuck this diss cause i'm fuckin done// i'd kill all of you, if i had my gun// so peace out and think of a rhyme// i'm freestylin this, to pass the time// |
puerto rico aint the right place man//
cuba in tha house , but i don't give a damn just here to educate slaya fo free// then take my turn on lil treach p both ya'll soft like feather beds// fucked around fucked up and fucked in the head it's online, aint true real life// i bet both yall aint dealt with no strife probably white middle class, sit around on ya ass// on mom an pop's laptop, typin that slop i'm white, but it don't mean shit// take your rhymes back cause you get NONE OF IT! |
krem that is the wackest shit i have ever heard you sound like a fucken sixth gradeer who has limted vocabilary
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Yo i am seriously tryin to give you some credit by batlin you but that didnt make shit for sense/
hell the New Zealand army could lanch a better offence/ i could probalby beat you in a fight,and thats the truth/ youre probably a 29 year old pedophile/ admit it its time to realise youre in denial/ you about twice as wack as krem/ saw me i n real life youd be like"mummy pleease protect me from them"/ youde be wack whatever colour you are/ wit vocabulary like that you aint gunna go far/ except straight into the pensioners lounge/ once i kill you chop off youre head and give it straight to the taxidermist/ put to chimps together and they could tell you whos career will go the furest/ |
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