is the only person you can diss one-man-band/take a shot at this/trust me you'll miss/because what you say dosen't bother me/and i'll diss you if it'z the way it'z got to be/all you say is that you want to be me/your a wannabe/the way you rap makes me want to hurl/and i'm a gurl/so what do the guys think/your on to much zinc/you say the many ingredient for limp biscuits is a sissy/does that mean that you're in there too

It must be easy now-a-days for suckers to get play/
when you see the kidd comin you run the other way/

your style is weak I thought you knew it man/
I'm just here to give yo weak ass a hand/

so when I finish this and stop rhyming like a poet/
your dumb ass will be to dazed to know it/

aparently carolina kids just where not aware//
that when it comes to them rappin know one cares //

so throw your hands in the air wave them around like a hellicopter//
as i stomp yah emcee impostahs spraying freshness out like banaca//

your asses be more toy than tonka with your candy ass rhymes like willy wonka//
i'll acomplish electrifying ball atack like blanka that will leave your voice box sounding like chubaka !!!!!!! lol

To One man Band and Destin2Destroy
 

My Rhymes are unbelieveable, Enter the matrix. Ya Jaw has dropped homie what you need is a face lift! Pay attention to the shit that I spit! Yo get away from me dawg, suck ya own dick! Once again homes i ain't gay! I almost thought to say this i was going out my way! Just look at ya name Destin2Destroy! I'm a fuckin man and you a little boy! You say you apart of a flow master crew! Yo! I got wannabes who who wanna be me who rap better than you! And this is for that motherfucker one man band! The only thing that don't deny is his fuckin left hand! Get the hell away from me! Clean off ya goo, and one more thing dogg, you ain't had pussy since pussy had you!

im new
 

Im new but i know my rhymes aint week
cuz i spit on spics
any spanish kid can suck my dick
how bout yur mother on mine she thrust
den i gave her my trust
then next thing u know i bust
all over her face like mace
:nono:

im a delinquent a criminal sicialy unfitable
complex like a ridla
swift to get rid of ya
lilkdog you eint got style i pity ya
push you of the game
you da only one to blame
you eint no good get that in yo mind frame
why are fake bitches tryin to rap like pac
they think they shit's hot but
tell the its not
in this hood i do hear gun shots
everyone at my crib cause its the only computer on the block
fuck your cracker hard rock
i live the life of hard knock
what other fuckin mc wana hear my glock pop

bitch ill top that dressed in khakiz wit a scarf on my neck/ keep postin in this shit an u will get cut like taxes on your check/ u need to show respect whenever my name brought up/ so many slugz inter ya body it make u think 50 didnt even get shot up/ az 4 the bitch gettin outta line/ misfit ya bitch come at me sidewayz again an u dyin/ u fake azz child molestin bitch/ tryna sting me but just my finger got an itch/ next thang u gon be iz tha smell in an area rug causin a stinch......

bitch post rite an get ya mind rite

ok we got a ghost 354 least he aint the host writin lines that poor,
u probably make more money as a goona on tha door,
while u watchin King JT rawing leave all yall hoars saw and cryin,
bitch wiv me its like u diein, i dont need to dig no knife in,
all i do i wind ur life up like a jack in the box,
watch small cracks appear in the thoughts,
people can be bought and people used which of the hands is holdin u ??
wiv a knife i cut straigh lines on ur face
implement my decsion with cut throat precision,
boy am i glad i aint in ur dispossition,
u a ghost and u know it, like dead poet society,
at the end the knife led thee and bled thee,
fed the flaw with ur draw, cuts creeepy blood,
then u vampire it up

join_tha_t?shit u should join AA/cuz u musta been drunk when u wrote that today/
ill display why ur wack/ur lyrics are blue and black/your at the end of the road its a cauldisack/im stacked with many lyrics/to put down your spirits/tryn to rap like pros but u couldnt get the clearance/my perserverance will outlast you/words that harass you/with only 1 line shit i could surpass you/your like mike jackson/a tricky glove made of love lookin for action/im havin fun rippin ur clown ass apart/i had so much shit to say didnt know where to start/but i speak from the heart/no1 would give 2 shits if u depart/so "t" get lost/cuz with rapbattle emcees yur salad gets tossed/

u right aint nobody gonna join tha t/ i heard that waz a gay cult that danced naked in a tee pee/ aint afraid of no man only God fear what i fear/ an since u aint him ima shoot at your chest till blood come out your ear/ endin up wit more holez in u then a golf course/ i aint tiger woodz but i got an iron that i use wit force/ the ammunition that i pack leave u dead holdin ur spleen/ while ya lungz rollin on the pavement like mexican jumpin bean/

look at ghost.. tryna be hard
fuck with me i'll send ya upclose
like you tryna meet god, don't test me
yo flow don't impress me, step up yo game
to adress me, you ain't ready
i'm hard 2 handle
coming down in some gucci sandlez
see you frown, that shows you hate
shows you fake but when it comes to me
yo lifes at stake

nigga this aint american idol an u aint simon cowell no need to impress u/ ill put that knife upclose to ya an u betta hope god bless u/ like jay i lay out blueprint planz on u/ put handz on u treat u like bleacherz an just stand on u/ fuck u thought this waz bringin weak barz to heat wave/ that shit melted an left an r.i.p on top of ya grave/ stop bein brave an except ya fate/ your first post should be your last cause u got wiped out like a clean slate