krem callin me out thinkin he ill, dont know he about to be massacred like all those people who enter amytiville//
or columbine they like u thought the day was goin fine
til i showed up unloadin clips from the nine//
krem u like flem that i cough from my throat not knowin the approach is literal//
but it will become physical n start to wreck ur mental think of me like intel "evil inside"//
this line is the beginnin of ur demise like i sell nicks n dime
set up shop wit this free enterprise//
if ur suprised look to the front lines the thread is up ur turn to go down 100...

fuck norm bates/
hes gay like elton john/

yeaa

^wtf, lol.. kids

damn now there was yet another stupid fuckin freepost by shotta come on bitch step to the frontlines

lissen kid frozt/ u gettin on my nerves man get lost/ step and get off my cock/ if u keep pressin it u gonna run outta luck u dumb duck, wut the fuck! u lucky im just playin aroun/ get a umbrella when it starts rainin em pounds/ ooooooooooo

This 2 any moda fuka thinkin hes a rhymin dude
ya like wounds needin wack aids fumin tryin 2look rude
deflectin oaths like lynchs imposed by judges..
damn i crossed a line postin a war with unseen grudges//
rhmes hit like a 45 callibre leave yur shirt with smudges
gees -lo- rapper speakin on amike like its a show with rickdeezz
get sick hangem in trees with beez n put a slip on a sleeze//

i told u one time
ive done placed this on front lines
u ryhmes r whack like u a fake quack
i jus smack bitches wit my 9 inch rack
leave u suckin sack cause im the mack
back off jack i leave u layin flat
wit an assault from the crack of the ball bat
its up u post n ill bash u

bitch im waitin for u to post at the front lines/
ya ass is all mine, prepare to be raped by my python snake/

snake? bitch id rape u wit a rake
spackled like walls patched up wit duck tape
done posted ur turn bitch
100..

PHUK THE PC!!!!
 

dis ones to tha pc crew.....

You cease to amaze and couldn't spit heat if you was breathin' flames//
I leave emcees deceased in graves when I demand kills//
The plan's real, biting off me is the only way you'll expand skill//
Last time you sounded hard you was part of a rock band still//
You and ya boys stand still against ya damn will knowing this man's ill//
Don't step to this, you aint as malevolent as the juggernaut is//
You rap with negligence of proper predicates, I gotta finish ya sentences//
You the type to say one thing, but do the opposite, you hypocrite//
You should quit cuz you can't spit for shit like you split ya lip//
It's time to rip, but aint got the vocab to try to rhyme wit this//
You don't supply the chicks, two nicks is the only dime you hit//
The only crime you did was write ya name on public bathroom walls//
And you're flows sucked when it dropped like when a vacuum falls//
You show wackness, I posses the skills that your flow's lackin'//
You beatin' me is like peace on earth, it won't happen//

"he scared to death, he scared to look, he's SHOOK!"

pc crew...

"Polynesian Connection," no doubt, they connectin errections//
they called it crew, i call it "bend over!! ill stick it in you"//
pc haiku, kamu fong and mc too// well isnt that right?//
Kamu should tell us how he "freestyled" "thieves in the night"//
these 3rd world rappers is tossin pebbles, and callin it disses//
how can you say its a crew, when its just a trio of Mrs.'s,//
these rappers dead broke, cause none of them makin cents//
wit lyrics at my dispense,i stop em wit lyrical fence//
what im sayin, is you should just quit while yo ass is ahead//
after me, a million mo emcees'll eat your bread lyrics until you is dead//
i pack heat, like automatics, reactin to action//
emcee abili and juggernaut, tag team'n yo faction//
you knew it was comin, so tell me why the fuck was you askin//
you aint goin last, you lucky if yo wack ass even pass it,//
so the next time you wanna label me, you just shouldnt risk it,//
ill murda you, intoxicated, even when i got spliffs lit,//
even if you was better, oh wait no thats just plain silly//
cause none of pcs wack ass artists could even touch the abili//

^
eyo, you could never pick-up *MC-Abilitiez* as real~as~me//
i'ma kill~this~G, for biting lyrics tha main meal~is~me//

it's been proven, U NOT JuggerNAUGHT, cuz you DROP tha softest~flows//
he turns into A-Knock(R.M.F.)and he's Flockin~Home, i hit his weak-spot and drop His FUCKIN~DOME//

Cool Xplicit, but let me drop one fo this faggot emcee abilities as well......

Muthufucka why the hell you tryin to get all up in my shit/
Just cause you can't battle anyone else cause you suck, don't try to fit in/
That battle was just between me and BigEazy/
Then you come in and try to be all fuckin sneaky/
Shit you verse sucked and proved to me you got some weak-ass abilities/
Now it's time fo me to fuck you up like how I fucked Lisa Marie Presley/
I'm a warrior that you'll remember like 2Pac, Eazy, and Biggie/
I'll make you run out of rhymes like a gun ending up empty/
Before you put it down, you better know the fact/
Cause Juggernaut not wit you anymore and left your gay ass/
He saids he's on our side now, and that's that/
It's the end of your bargain, go back to your fuckin homelands/
As for that bitch Jugger, you stupid mother fucker/
I'll break yo anklez like Bone Collector on Rucker/
What the fuck why you dissin your own crew/
Well, now I got you and mixed up like stew/
diss all you want, just look at yo stats/
Cause you got numerous posts, but no wins, what's sup wit that/
Don't try to diss us again, cause yo verses lack/
It lacks on everything, sentences, predicates, vocabs/
So both of you bitches it's time fo you guys to step back/
Cause it's time for you to attack/
You fuckers can lick my nut sack/
Cause yo rhymes are like shit, they belong in the trash can/

^^808MC^^

eyo, where you from?..Mililani, Hawaii Kai..Pearl City, i didn't call her back, so now ya Girlz~Bitchy//
ya Worldz~Richy..Y-Town, Waipahu gonna Blast-on-ya-azz, Smash~Yo~Attackz, mashin-ya-ratz//
catch~an~Attack to ya heart-n-lungz crashin~In-fact...i'm "Rockin-da-mic, you Nappin~In~Back//
"Tha 808 State"???...that shit's lame and Played-Out, make ya sound like a Softy u get sprayed and Layed-out//
...Dog, Ya rhymes are TOO-SIMPLE...Wack~N~Weak you could never Pass-tha-streets//
of *Y~PAHU* without gettin' Smashed-n-Beat, 808MC's in sight TASI PASS~THA~HEAT//
i'm tha MC you'll have ta 'Pay-Cash~ta~Beat'...if this was a 'real-battle' you be Pass~Defeat//
you be DEAD wit' cha *BLOOD* SPRED RED...Stuck~in~da~bed, smellin' *CRIP* FUCK WUT CHA SAID//

("now heres a list of mc that could kill u in 8 barrs"..."50 Cent")

Im a send this one to tha BigEazy....

400 lbs, and still no skills, you big n eazy to beat//
2 defeats, hes full of conceit// BigEazy aint a feat//
Like bad comedy, all of ya lines are lackin punches//
ill beat yo bitch ass "Profit" crew up, and take they lunches//
this bitch is scared to post his picture up inside a thread//
cause then the whole damn site would know this lard-ass should be dead//
Like those Big Macs you had fo lunch today, im attackin yo system//
like springer shows, this bitch is all emotional, just cause i dissed em//
Profit? bitch after this drop you'll be in a world of debt//
Like premature kids, yo skills aint fully developed yet//
On RB you an "outcast", you got a crew but no ones in it//
betta watch ya weight, ya heart might stop before this is finished//
Like the pc told you, all your raps are twisted and vile//
this guys so fat, he got Jenny Craigs digits on speed-dial//
n dont think ill let up for a second or even a while//
BigEazy's so fat "I cant see his fuckin eyes when he smiles"//
Like nude pics of eazy's mutha, my skills will blind-yo-fo-weeks//
whats Eazy's sex? he doesnt know, his dicks playin hide-n-go-seek// lol

Fuck da profits

^^^^^tha chronic