Hold up..

Fuck a knife, where yo gat
wheres yo strap where it at
nigga you better pack a gun
cause niggaz will clap an collapse ya lungs
and take your life, never take a knife
to a gun fight, cause you might
not make it home that night
an thats what i'm tryna tell you
pack yo heat, and watch tha police
cause all tha police do is jail you

fuck a wanna be nigga, talkn shit when you speak
don't know the first thing about gats or living in the street
you a god damn fool, spittn about shit you don't know
14 year old cracka trying to write and to flow
first live the hard life, lose your virginity to a whore
then come back and spit or get your ass out the door

man nobody cares bout ur shit, so dont rap about it/
you grew up on the street? who gives a crap about it/
i hate punks like this that rap bout gangsta shit/
any day ill burn u bitch, the guy's got no skill no wits/
so you pop gats flip switches hit bitches/
you grew up on the street, scared shitless/
witness to killings, emotionally distressed/
u winge then expect us to respect u, get with it./
u'll get props not from firin shots but from havin more wins than loss-es/
u think u drop acid drops just cos u say someone aint real and mock what they write up?/
true lyrical prowess watch as i boast my powers/
shower fuckaz like u wid thousands of words per hour/
i pull numbers like lotto, my lines are damn hot, yo/
quick, smart and sharp like the lone desperado/
bravo, u can mention niggaz and swear, that shit dont get yo ass anywhere/
u just a clone of a clone, someone prone to copy shit from here and there/
u write the bear basics, the basis of your structure resembles 50's cents/
worth what his name states, full of shit, what u tryn to represent?/
another 8 miler, freestyler, but before battles a memorizer?/
citer of pre writ rhymes and but one likes ya?/

One-Man-Band is killin it! Get It Boyz! HOLLA AT ME IF YOU WANNA START UP A CREW!

naw nigga i'm killin it
if I rap then you feelin it
are you confused? in a cypher
tryna recruite, can't ya read?
you that stupid, or just tryna be cute

dog beileve ill put a hole in ya stomach so yo chest can breath/
this aint no makin the band audition so go head an leave/
replyin to me again... dont bother tryin ill leave your mind in yo lap/
runnin your trap to me i have u takin a permanent nap/
them 6 line postz are startin to bore me/
marry poppinz ass mothafucka hop back in your short story/
or get hot shotz threw your faded glory/
did u actually think u could touch me when u started reachin/
when my hand easin towardz my waist u bout to be deceasin/

dont worry threats, no one really likes ghost
but then again hes a newb with 15 posts
talkin bout only six lines aint enough
so he posts nine, thinkin lyrically hes buff
fuck it though ghost, six lines is all i need
to battle you bitch, yeah, a wack emcee

u a tru bitch goin by postz shoulda known not to test the ghost/
u funny style like most no talent but tryna roast/
so letz toast....to the next bitch who posted above me/
hate me or love me the 38 eager to get you an hiz nose kinda snubby/
unorignial ass nigga get off d12 dick cause wit that name u huggin it like a tick/
type to get beat wit a stick an piss in ya pantz when u hear tha gun go click/
can u prove that flow or just talk that slick/
do ya brawdz walk ya dogz or do u walk that trick/
my cockback game knock back framez/
i dont playaroun i sprayaroun so stop frontin main/

mayn hold up, i know you ain't tryna war
get yo head cracked like when i'm splittin a gar
stop spittin them bars, cause they lame
call me a dragon cause i'm spittin them flamez
get it in yo brain, you ain't on my level
got your house on my bezzel
I put it down N show dem boyz who tha boss
mayn I done came down N broke them boyz off

let it be known i got miraculous aim/
point blank or long range hollow pointz be threw tha back of your brain/
i spit it how i live it....choice of weaponz be a kinfe,gun,or a bat/
u bitch niggaz heard 50 if u dont live that u shouldnt say that/
ill burn u lil bastardz your flow iz mollases/
no scrapez,bruisez, or gashez/
just get an earn your body already in ashez/

look, ghost got mad at me for playin the game, and then spit after me to get even.

yo may go twice, tryna spit against me and get even
but you couldnt do shit, in fact, you be better off leaven
i dont even know why god gave you the air to be breathen
now hes got 2 more posts, and hes thinken hes the king
but if he was i dont think that id rip him so easily
go away ghost, like your name, on this website
no one sees you, so dont start picken some net fights

mayne stop b4 i FUK UR VERSES
and slit ur throat while ur LUCK REVERSES
ur complain and WHINE TO MUCH
u should just say shit LINES AND STFU
while u at it ill knock u wit RIGHTS FIST
and then break ur spine with HIEGHTS OF GIMMICS

^^
ya barz are whack,plz stop typen//
take more tyme in ya shyt and start writen//
freestylen aint ya thang,so plz fall back//
kuz dey bout as soft and tender as my nutt sack//

well dawg u were right about one thing that guy sucks ballz/
couldnt be juicy if he renamed himself biggie smalls/
trips and falls/before a mic's even in his hands/
that guys about as ruthless as his 8th grade fans/
but ur only a step above 'em/ya bug 'em/push 'em n shove'em/
but youll never front on my shit,my lyrics you luv 'em/
aint that right mothafucka? you know i aint playin/
the only reason i posted this shit was to contest what you was sayin'/
cuz it doesnt sense/if his shit dont clear the fence/
your shit does a face plant and smashes into cement/
i havent spent all this time/listenin to rhymes/
to hear this mothafucker drop nickles and dimes/
as lines/it reminds me of someone i knew in junior high/
said he luved hip hop but little be known he lied/
was a tried and true/pop culture guru/
so he listened to backstreet,not blackstreet who knew/
this guy was such a loser anyway ur like him/
but i think you get the point so bitch im PEACE-IN/

really...u comen out ya face like u had on a mask//
litterally and lyrickally i'll kick yo ass//
stop wit da trashy rhymes,head ta overtime//
kuz im on top...playa u can neva be over mine//
plz d0nt come wit excuses sayin u been busy//
kuz if i was as whack as you...i'd actually admit i was shitty//
step'd in a cypher and had no clue i was here//
well..u know now and like death im somethin u fear//
fall back,or like casper be turned into a ghost//
or shrunk down to a microscopic organism and be reffered to as a host//
tryna feed off my shyt,son get ya weight up//
take off dem high heels...wipe off ya make up//
kuz u will neva eva be on get on my level and i aint talkin lil scrappy//
just do sumden in ya league...go ta mcdonalds..eat and be happy//

blah

k to clear this all up c_r_e_a_m i was never beefin/
i wanted to rip the guy before but went to sleep 'n/
let you post first/my textual throat hurts/
and plus u got wat many emcees would most thirst/
a layd back attitude and skills to boot/
if you were savin the world i swear i wouldnt pollute/
cuz u seem like a nice guy but see i play by the rules/
decline and id be booted by moderators,what fools/would wanna do that?/
cuz see id never be back,and id never get the chance to say the only thing u lack/
is a sense for good endings,but thats not my problem/
every emcee that provokes i mob and rob em/
of their common decency/i harass frequently,anybody whos steps up/
tryn get net reps up/but ur not one of those u got pretty decent flows/
u think i fear you man but really i got foes/more talented than you/
real gallant kids with true/live threats to me/
my spots the best to be/poppin verbal bullets at your vests fo' free/
im not impressed with thee/ill say it like pigs do when they arrestin me/

oh shit i shouldnt even bother with this fool/hes talkin bout surgeons slicin me with fuckin tools/who would wanna cut me up knowin ill set off/
this virus in my stomach killin them with fumes i let off/
so get off my dick dude your a middle weight/
go bother sum front liner's who mite actually rate/
the same thing you do/my words haunt like voodoo/
even the elite cant compete with what i do dude/
so step the fuck back/before i tie your nut sack/
to a fuckin stick of dynamite then wire it thru yer buttcrack/
then choke you with the line/broken ribs and spine/
you wanna fuck with me?/i say that word like its fine/
but fuckity fuck fuck cuz im godamn mad/
me and cream were gettin along but this clown had/
to come and spoil our good times/ya hes got sum good lines/
but he should go the fuck away and never write his rhymes/
round the cypherin crew/well have his life and wife too/
murdered juss like that for a 10 speed bike dude/
you should know your role and shut your mouth/
you bark shit more than rappers from the dirty south/

dog your barz are kinda leaky like they got spliced/
i get u mangled 2 wayz either strangled or sliced/
im out gettin money while u watchin the apprentice/
just by readin ya rhymez i say your lookz resemble dennis the menace/
u can best believe im an excellent contender/
i might let u live all u gotta do iz surrender/
naw fuck it ill still cut u up an put u in a blender/
an sell u to sonic an have em use u az a smoothie/
say u an cream gettin along so ima call u shaggy and him scooby/
im like an analyst i peep u while u makin your movez/
be careful wha u say cause hot hollowz leave more then just a bruise/
an whoeva else got shit to say..... let it be known u all get done worse then hitler did them jewz

Your still postin, talkin shit
i'ma get 2 roastin this lil bitch
you superficial, dont kno about
poping pistols or them halos
make yo ho holla when I whistle
an this the last time i'ma diss you
so get tha fuck back
you don't wanna be tha target that i buck at

pfft dun ya rhymes is lazy//
so im bout to expose ya whackness like the ass for ya avy//
bein hot is a maybe//
but i havent seen ya heat-yet//
and im bout ta put this cypher on lock like kids yellin seat-check!//
im in da process of taken over quickly//
already kats talkin shyt...but aint doin shyt ta me//
tryna hang i bet u cant spit wit me//
kuz i just ate u like brunch..and chewed u critically//

nigga you silly, can't get with me
with a xmen AV, still a baby
are you gay nigga? is you maybe?
prolly look like slim shady
you better have respect
cuz i have that tek, you can't neglect
they'll split ya chest you don't wanna test
leave it at dat, you already know tha rest

look at this jackass freepostin n shit/
whats he doin here?obviously he cant spit/
weve seen it on the frontlines and now here too/
and because i gotta diss you i coudl never fear you/
imma jump on this bandwagon ready to throw you out/
of rapbattles forever,cuz you suck and no1 doubts/
what im sayin for a minute/this game i been up in it/
too long to see this guy eva battle and win it/
cuz hes brutal/my noodle is shakin like quakes/
givin me lyrically induced migraine headaches/
cuz project ghost aint an emcee/
all he can say against me/
is *click click click*"shit i think my gun is empty"/
im tellin you its not the safety'z on/
so unlock it and wait till im safely gone/
and go fuckin nutz,blow out yer brains/
nothin will change here well all be the same/

yo bitch ya better fear me
cuz i never keep my gun on saftey
and its always loaded ready for ya brain to be xploded
and when i asked people who you are this wot i get-
"oh ye i know illugin his the one who eats peoples leftovers and lives in a bin"
cuz ya like ya raps poor ya betta stop and walk outa this websites door

Where you from nigga show it
represent it, if you in it
let'em know it gotta hold it...
down, but don't test me
yo flow don't impress me
what kinda MC you suppose 2 be
yous a ho 2 me, N i'm tha boss
see deez freal niggaz you gotz 2 break'em off

its a shame i gotta tear up threatz and not robb/
cuz hes only a gangsta in his 8th grade mobb/
full of pussies hes the leader,talkin bout his millimeter/
put down the super soaker dawg and get a heater/
fore u start talkin shit or youll be deceased/
quicker than Susan Hawk off Survivor -Peaced-/
when that fat gay guy touched her/
heres ketchup and mustard/
so u can get sum flavour and stop lookin so flustered/
now i gotta rip up threatz even tho i dont wanna/
i battle like its natural,flora and fauna/
so i must,this spear thrusts,thru threatz left ear/
comes out the right side,with his brain stuck clear/
on the tip of the weapon,not once was threatz steppin/
but i gotta rip em up to teach these other boys a lesson/

fearociously ripin dis herb above-me//
afta this he'll hate me so much he'll learn ta love-me// lol
i know he aint toten da burnaz,its juzt an "Illugin"[illusion]//
he aint ill enuff..bet every battle he had he was loosen//

fealin brave dog go head start swingin an see if u last/
couple shotz out the dirty bird leave u in a body cast/
it aint no game but i lick shotz like a sport/
rhymez so cold my lungz iz crystilized like i smoked a newport/
i see ya av changed from x men to canibus/
keep postin your wack shit an my gunz be up against ya chest like a full court press

you gonna respect me 1 way or tha other
shoot ya brother, take ya ho
you pay tha ransome cuz you love'er
i'm heartless jump in tha cypher
an steady rip apart this, i pop crisp
an get throwed n blowed best chill out
fo I roll on ya, like a dayum Optimo
you want some mo, cuz i can give it to ya
face 2 face or through tha computa

why duz it always gotta come to this/
i come here to rip sum clowns,written down on my hit list/
than all i see is his name is outlined bold/
rippin apart threatz reputation'z gettin old/
cuz ive rolled his shit before and smoked it,toked it/
took his pride with my bare hands and choked it,choked it/
to death/with my last breath ill stand here and contest/
that i ever gave a fuck the none the less,stressed my chest/
and let my heart have feelings,for this cat im peeling/
apart lets start my gat will blow the ceiling/
off its foundation/forget discrimnation/
the next cat who cyphers on this betta be patient/
and choose his words kindly/or pain will untimely/
overcome your nerves,im cuttin curves blindly/
lyrically,to show all these cats i aint playn/
and especially you threatz cuz u my main mang/
this my slang,for watch it/cuz my words are hot shit/
my rhymes flow together like sum connect the dot shit/
ive sed too much one word was enough/
this cats gonna blow,lets watch his nerves erupt/

ohh shyt...tyme ta O.D lol sike nah

u rhymen nice? shyt i cant-tell//
kuz ya bars needa "rise" like "dough" in "bake sells"//
i take-sells,while u still g0t ya quarter pound//
tryna see money..but i'll see u on da ground//
when i clap da tools u'll be "holy"[holey] like "Jesus Christ"//
already got a hate vote by Threatz..kuz im Juzt-nice//
kouldnt even place a explained reason why he picked da guy//
s0 my next call out will be for a good reason//
a battle ta merk a ni99a...from da site he'll be leaven//

blah

yo unwritten hazard you better unwrite your post,
me making butter while eatin grilled cheese and toast,
you can rap as far as i can throw u,
and that aint far so i say fuck u,
whilst im here i do the rap dew,
rhyming impossible and crazy too

that rite there waz some of the weakest shit i ever seen/
u like tha rappin version of that guy bean/
1 slice in ya abdomen guarteed to split ya spleen/
now run along an find a new site/
u bein tite?......shit thatz like garry coleman beatin tyson in a fight/
now get ya mind right an step up ya game/
rappin like u 1 line from overdosin on cocaine/
ill put ya ass in a smaller box tha david blain

Nigga i'ma have 2 show ya, post in tha cypher
I'ma let you know ya, till you get the picture
like your name was kodak, your weak
ain't out tha street, cuz you sweet
come an peep.. tha game when I spit
you couldent be hard, if you was a tit

aiyyo ghost, do us all a favor and dissappear/
sorry for fuckin up ur verse, didnt mean ta interfere/
so your from texas, maybe instead of tryna battle/
u should put on spurs, and start herdin ur cattle/
untill you get a win under your belt, gain some humility/
you broke like a plummer, come fix my utility/

Hard Hitter?

You call that hard hittin?

Straight on the mik and spittin, makin no sense, but fuck it, its all been written...
I think you should just rest your head in that boxin mitten,
Could be a little tight fittin, suffocate but who we kiddin...
Talk about "Niggaz" and "Fags" like u a straight up black hetro'
Meen-while a dick's vacatin ur ass, pullin out like its stuck up in the metro'
Screamin "No No, I aint gonna let go!"
Bitch, who u foolin? See a fine ass man you know you droolin'
Try hide that erection, rising in the upward direction...
Ur ass screwed so many times, u got a leakage infection...
Shit all over you, all you want is a man to "rover" you...
and cum right inside of you...
But you know I aint got an issue with fags...
Just men dressin in drags...
Hard Hitter, with your poor aim, aint gonna be a spitter...
I'll drop you like I ate your insides and dropped the litter...

none spitin,lame rhymen excuse for an emcee//
catch u in da Uk,squeeze 16 out da 9 till its empty//
den pick up da semi,let more led-fly//
and leave ya brain all ova boards like a chess-guy//

If you ain't roastin.. stop free postin
you newbie, rappin like your fruity
ya whole verse was gay, not in any way
portrayed as a song, lil bitch
you like to try on thongs
to model, bet you can swallow a bottle

this was suppose be towardz dah guy above C_r_e_a_m

ask u a question do u like hospitalz?.....cause u bout to be a patient/
face it u shouldnt rep texas cause u do nothin but disgrace it/
but u know how it iz niggaz be talkin bout spurz/
but they be playin simz jackin off to them blurz/
gay bitch ass kuniva lil 14 yr old/
nigga ill cover u in paper masshe an turn u into a mold/
im not bluffin so go on an fold/

yo
spitin above me is a way ta be merked-s0n//
have u in all black at ya funeral,similar to a church-nun//
juzt ta match ya casket ya tie can be tannish//
but imma juzt keep dis shyt lyrical and have ya ass bannished//
fr0m da site-y0,and right now i might-fl0w a wh0le-l0t//
and burn u wit lyrics like da desease ya girl-g0t//
murder all wh0 cr0ssin my path//
beatin ya wit belts like i was ya bi0l0gical dad//
s0 d0nt wine when i put it t0-y0u//
im s0 crazy,my rhymes p0ke minds like needles in v00d00//
slammin like 0nyx,check my ebonics//
g0t heads n0ddin like gin and a blunt 0f da chr0nic//
im ruthless bitch,u will get hurt//
i'll leave u toothless bitch,when i put in w0rk//
cover ya face,ya mug i heard iz wicked//
im c0men f0r wanna be's and checkin em 0ff fr0m my hit list//