You niggas is dumb, i hit you wit clips...
You niggas get ate, like fish and grits

and im the best ti grace it
I got bullets thatll make you strip naked............................................. .................................................. .................................................. .................................................. .........................................

You niggas cant see me
Yall need hands to beat me.

Yo Im Up In this Fuckin Cypher We Gonna Get It Jumpin ...
Yo Like A Fat Bitch Runnin ... Makin A Hella Noise Ya Know When I'm Comin ...
Set This Fuckah On Fire And Spit Flames Like A Matchstick ...
Yah Know When I'm Lit Coz I Spit So Fuckin Quick ...
Yo I Put You In Ya Place N Correct Like A Mispelled Word ...
Ya Bin Readin ShackleS 101 I Hope Yall Have Learned ...

I stay up in 'da cypher like lice in 'da head of Becky/Hey, I'm just bein' honest, so no badda try fi check me/It's the emcee with skillz that incompotent rappaz envy/Even if I was a Cubic block, you couldn't bend me, B/You couldn't even play me if I wuz a sax and your name was Kenny G/You tired of tease emceez? I got 'da remedy/They think they "crunk" but they sound like they retarded AND drunk like Corky freestylin' after drinkin' Hennesy/I'm just keystylin', Folk, I do it for fun/Verbal wackness? Ha I slew it for fun/Now who I be? 'Da Pan-Afrikan female emcee, raised in BK and GA, born in Jamaica/And where dat little female wangsta-chic Evyon? Come here ya little fake ya/I'll take 'ya/And make you beg forgiveness for even having such a delivery/But I'll do it kindly, cuz I appreciate the beauty of balance like symmetry/But really, my main goal is to help other artists grow, ain't really tryna be nobody's enemy/But don't get me in battle mode cuz you will wonder what's gotten into me

Imma Drop Shit, That Kills, And Still, Stay On Topic ...
Killin Herbs Kick Em To That curb Till They Say "Stop It" ...
"What Are You Denomic", That's What Them Bitches Be Sayin ...
Bringin Hotness That'll Bring "Kronic" Asthma, What A Disaster ...
Tha Master Of Slaughter Wacker Emcee's than Vanilla ...
Imma Straight Killa, Expose Vets To Be Softer Than Fluffy Pillas ...

Sippin on this liquor layed back and i'm chillin,
Thinkin on the ho to beef on and net a killin,

All i picture is machette's and blood spillin,
And i level up and watch as the scales tippin,

Fuckin rap retards can't come hard if their sperm was iced,
Fuck ur dirty game approach u wankstas is sugar and spice,

Got keys to all doors and leave rich mutha fuckas poor,
Could be winnin 10 nuthin...and i'd still betta the score,

Settle ya daughter i taught her to suck dick and respect M.D,
Freestyles are easy and see others compete wit greed and envy,

Couldn't come close to me...not by a long shot,
U could be a pin-proof balloon...and i'd still make ya pop,

uh yea ayo yea
motherfuckers luv my style so its always biten
but i tell em like Houston IT was ALREADY WRITTEN
how im hittin numerous hoes i don't really kno
but like Dryers 4 ya moms hair dey luv 2 Blow
i Let It Go but i don't Breath n Shake like Mase
didn't extract chickenpoxs but u got a red dot on ya face
n it ain't a trace of who murdered a man in broad day light
im swift as trees hot as da sun and u black as midnight
lets get it right my equation is ya rhymes don't have a thesis
if i was a drum and u da drummer dawg u couldn't beat diss
so ima end it right now while im ontop
u like da empire state building dawg u bound 2 drop

Couldn't put this dog down...even if the vet was death,
Could go to bluesmoke...but i'll place money on ur loss as a best bet,

fuck it can't be bothered im tired

tell me who mack as calm as the dapper don juan doin it half as long but I'm past ya gone/
so lets talk money, chopped up or straight up block money, dot ya knot money, get you a shot-up-spot MONEY!/
who ran wit it?...and who get COOKIN the way deuce does...a few but not when you aint lookin/
so step to the mayor, I'll tax ya skills, this aint a crackhead cookout but I'ma smash yo "grill"/
I can slap ya man's, backhands like " yo you see this guy"?, dont fuck wit brim, couldnt get him wit CSI/
just check ya story, money, ya might need plans when I scoup ya fuckin bitch like the ice-cream man/
show her my suck tactics then she give "love" upon my fuck racket, bangin her out on your couch because she nut faster/
look pussies, I'm not in the mood to be dealin wit fake-ass-rappers thats not even dudes/
thats not even cool, try'na fight me sayin I'm frail and drastic...your bitches, I cant hit you, I'd go to jail for that shit/
just lock up ya doors in fact drop ya drawers, I'ma show you rap pussies what you got one for/

still observen ill unconserned cyphers //with mity hands called riters//
all decompose your body and put the little peace's in holes
of erv gatys meadows thats my stimulants or a murda seen with the ambuleance carrying black bags rappen a victom of my choice got crazy brain cells thats hell from my mind im the kinf a mc that snipers dont fuck with thats biters dont go head to mic with

i was to cold for the morgue so they took me out,
then brought me back to life and kicked me out,
and layed my ass out on tha street,
didnt have a good track so i flowed wit my heart beat,
im as hot as texas so they let me in,
they said your cool as fuck and i said you dont know where i been. (to a morgue)

not the typical lyrical nigga with the rhymes of a illiterate home boy trying to find his mind well his flows bust in like my dick i'm always come in

i bend chick like we in porno flicks
and send there orgasm like popin cherrys quik
but they drag there teeth wile sukin my dik
this is a cheap shit verse so back yah shit up quik
i fill yah mind with wisdom
i break yah back and make use lack while u in my kingdom

yo yo check it,a cypher this is like the easiest/
but u know wut i got sumthin thatts the silliest/
man,u know wut u ppl with boobs/
go home and play with the noobs/

fuck it, ill freestyle..sick like rabbit on 8 mile..hailing from ohio//
read my bio..my rhymes are vile and i rip bitches and leave there bodies in piles!

...Man, Stand Back n Watch Me Flow..
Rippin Lyrical Disses n Swingin HeavyWeight Punches Like A Boxin Pro...
...U Want It Like Pac n Biggie Huh? Well Fuck U Die SLOW..
I Got ''Magic'' On The Court n Rhymes 4 Days Wonderin Why?...
...Cause I Rep ORLANDO!!

The Home Of Nice Bitches, Fast Cars n A Fuckin HURRICANE..
...I'm Well Respected Round Here So The Ladies Call Me ''Big Dick'' n The Ballers Call Me JERMAINE..! (Jermaine Is My Name)

Me n My Nigguhz Man, We Str8 ''DOPE''..
DisRespect It n Theres A Dick Down Ya Throat..!

i spit bullets everywherer i rip and tear cats to shreds and puncture their bodies like needles and threads//
leave you dead and struck..leave your entire town saying "what the fuck?!"

:)

My devine rhyme that i use to break spines
from nickel nines so dont get out of line
i came into this site to freestyle write
but still a pussy wanna bite
and post on another site
alright i see how it is
stress got me drinkin from the top wit fizz
i cause frizz cuz i flow wit electricity
i snipe from far so dont be next to me
see me bein who i be
not a poser of a celebrity
like a girl who cant dance you cant back ya shit up
i spit 3rd degree burns so you get lit up

ye k -awdik when ya gonna reply to my PM and battle me fool?! doing something sonstructive fuck this thread battle me! i hate it when cunts dont reply to ya PM -stupid bitches.

Ayo,

Spittin Shit At School Cos Hell Am Boared
Flowz That Will Have You Rapped Up Like A Phone Cord
Nasty And Raw Battle Me You'll See The Meaning Of Whored
Wipe Out Anyones Skills Neva Be Restored

lyrical myracal il settle all subsatial liquistics..
im ballistik with the quick shit ..
let me explain my name.......
na fuck it ..ill let you sit there wondering.....
it aint just a symbol......it has a meaning.....
so hate on me...ill leave you screaming....

Come with correctness you gleam I shine like diamond necklace
How you gonna be a better textcee when you dislectic
I get hectic, you'll be sorry you messed with, I destroy all
I'm comin like Peter North so watch out as I employ walls

Deploy-Fall- Fuckas I step for You to Enjoy-All
My Boys-Call and Im outside quicker than Rolls Royce-Yall
I keep it degenerative like diseases of ya memory
hold tendencies to jump up into melodies
more energy- capsulated in raps-you-hate-it
but in rap-your-fake-ness breaks plaster-vases

u no my clothes tyte i fuk these hoes rite and i had a flo since before Whitney was on the crak pipe ill go toe toe wit n e nigga alive and break both ur ankles like a crossover on live i got more bread than a bakery but i aint braggin cuz i send more pounds out of state than a lineman on madden u see i dont give a fuk if u say u the shit cuz puttin those shoes in the oven is the only time u rockin crispy kicks


ayo thats just a taste im lookin for a crew so hit a nigga up cuz dawg azz groups im lookin for u

C F A NIGGAZZZZZ

well freestylen im geting iller by the minutes im fixen to murda 10,000 in secounds like 9111 if nigga keep reppen this crew or that crew all get a gat realize one in to the head leave youe bed reder then when your last homie got pope
never mind that that was baby shit
now here

with my lyrical apoplexy spits niggas get for sook and it only took minutes
ritens i wright get tighter then when flows i bust the best on the planet the best since canibus was planted on earth i make my 45secounds worth the time of a ryhme my mind gets grandmal epilepses like the buterfly effect exept i go back kill a dude and come back to be happy not only do i ripp bodys but that nappy hair of a bone thung alown you ant a thug u just a man trying to make it throw a day for you its a phase for me its my every day of rap i cant just give up and mo the map

my gurlz left me and i have no place to go//so im here rappin on this show//my life seems pointless and empty//i now feel no sympathy//i wanna kill myself but thats illegeal//damn laws i cant even shoot a seagull//but i dont give a shit im gonna die soon//jus like in the blue lagoon//this is my story//this is my life//its gonna end somtime wit a knife//

best to know i rock flows and spit mockeries,
my psyche sporned u cant uncover the hypothesies,
whats up with these, herbs rappin with gastro,
spitin lame shit gangsta trying to be like kastro,
or tony montana fuck these toys i say wavin a white banner
i have no manners, lyrically beat ur arse with a hammer,
swing swords like shoalins, razor sharp i hit the mark,
sneakin up on u like a black panther in the dark,

Once Tha Sig Cocked..leave U Bagged Up Like Ziploc..
Mih Shits Hot..i Hold More "bud" Than A Carton Of Six Pacs(not Pack Pac Like 2pac)im That Shit Ahhk..act Tough Have U "backed Up" Like Traffic Durin Grid Lock...

I Get Head Homes,cus Im Dead Wrong Once Tha Lead Gone..
Have U Layin Unda Rocks Like Fred (flint)stone..

Get Tha Seat Heater.."bang On Ya Head" Like A Meat Beater..
Mih Nigga "wally" Dump Shotties Have Ya Face On Carved N Tha Tree Like He Beat Beaver...

U Lunchin,if U Think U Stuntin,let Tha Shells Get Tha Dumpin
Shows Affection Juss Incase U Fruntin..put Tha Pipe Down U Throat Like A Skool Brunch In

Well thank ya mang, and might I add thanks for stick'n with me,
See...when peeps whiffed word that TC wasn't dead they all laughed at Da Vinci
But I laugh at how fast these cats were so quick to switch cliq's
Parantly credetials mean dick, loyalty means you go down with this ship
I took the strife with a smile, seperated real from fake....made it all worth the while
So now we more equipped to deal with shit when we come across a bigger pile.


-No hate, just had to get that off my chest.

THE blade BURns thru UR chest Like A lyrical RyhmE
iT makes u sweat as i spit out the lines
but im new and a inexperienced FOol
but im willing to learn
and make sure sum of u know wat i been thru
to get to the top
u always got to make a base before u reach the Spot
thas why pioneers hittin the jackpot
Makin the money and the dollars count
The bank just cant hold that amount
SO when u see a playa ridin the street
u know wat he had to go thru
to become a playa with heat

fiya spitter was SPuL?! i seriously didnt know it.. ever..
screw aliases and name changes.. nostradamus? i like poet better..
speakin of poet... He keeps challengin me on aim to topicals


^^^got half way through and my gf called.. -_-

i WILL tell yall rite now... One-Man-Band is not playin... tha du is the fuckin TRUTH wit multi's.. battle him.. you'll see... n u can put that in ya sig!!
he grilled me.. n that shyt aint easy dawg... but hey im here to free rite?

dawg yall must be CRAZY!
shyt i kno the memory never fading..
OMB's sicker den pre-mature babies... ewwwww

haha... now fo real...

ayo...
check me out.. the kid come killin-dis-shyt
iller-den-dis? nah u mus be kiddin-me-bitch!
MythE is da new name, come smashin frames like bowling games
Go ahead, battle one-man-band, dawg i kno-the-pain
u'll be jus like me, diein but tryin not to-show-the-shame
pussy, i aint feelin ya shyt like a dose of nov-a-caine
~1~

When I Wreck The Page, Collect Sexcapades In Escalades/
Confess To My Wreckless Ways/
You Wanna Know What The Necklace Weighs?/
More Karats Than The Dollars Of The Checks You Collect These Days/
Watch The Direction That The Teck Just Sprays, Lets Just Say/
Without Your Vest Is Where You Might Rest Today/
My Flesh You Say, Too Light To Pro-gress This Way/
But It's The New Al Pacino, Catch Me In Foxwoods Casino/
Doublin Thousands Or Sippin On Some San Pelligrino/
Got The Game Locked Like Jordan Last Second Free Throws/
Get Shot Through Our Peep Holes, Defeat Foes, Never Throwin Weak Blows/
I'll Leave Your Broads Knees Swoll For Weeks Though/
Oh, You Mad That Your Spouse Like To Take It In The Mouth/
Cuz I Get More Brain Than Walls On Kurt Cobains House!!!!

See I'll key this off the top, and got to get those off my mind,
Peep's bring net beef to me, and seem to be working overtime,
Can't handle the fact that, I ain't battle'n right now,
Busy make'n moves, don't believe ASK THE FUCK AROUND,
I ain't go'n no where so trust, one day we can do it up,
But until then, know I'm not net-thug, don't eat e-beef so.
.................................................. ......SHUT THE FUCK UP.

I feel like worthless shit, why? I cant fuckin say
Been listening to Dre all day but still feelin kinda grey
Because I'm depressed or because I am depressingly sad
Feeling far from Jennifer Lopez singing 'Im glad"
Feeling extremely bad ever since that hour
Tryin to drink water to devour but it was cringingly sour
I know I have the power to lift my spirits high
To the heavens and cry out: Why lord Why?
I feel like shit and I feel all sorts of pain
If I keep feeling like this I will loose all my sane
So I'll just gain my cane and walk to some stairs
Throw myself down them as if anyone cares.....

pSSH..?! WAt ya'll Talking about EscaladeS and SExcapades...?
that aint The way.?
its abou MAking a mark and Making UR self count
U need To SHow theyres More to it then WAts being said out..
You get the Money and the doe
Afta U make it Count..
like how u state the lyrical basis..?
It aint abou wat u say its wat u mean in it?
i know i aintdope..?
and this is onli my 2nd post
but i will become Sumthign u wont..?
and il become a ali or sumthing lIke that..
IL throw a punch to the left a punch to the right
IL be hitting u so hard.. U Wont bE in this fight..
so when its all said and done there will be onli one ..
Soldier of Soul will make it all certain And done ..

just tryign to get my flow and stuff togehta.. still earning ... tell uss umthig ncud improve on if u on .. thanks latas

hey man u know ur a raper//and ur mom, well lets say i saved her//shes real nice in bed//u heard me dats what i said//man we fucked all over even in ur bed//u better believe it im the leader of the ged//shes a nice milf if u know wut i mean//if u battle me im gonna squash u like a bean//im not gonna be sleen//u cant hit me im jus a teen//hey man ur a fag wantin to be seen//hey ur moms here i gotta go//im srry to say but damn shes a hoe//i jus thought u should know