spit on the person above u
 

yo jus who ever above u, ripp his ass!!! 8 lines max.
who ever first start on me! but i might get u!!!!!


good luck!

you like a iceburg that i melt/
when i evaporate you to the asteroid belt/
got on my knee and knelt/
and a galactic explosion you felt/
to expose the cold erossion/
can't impose my flows your frozen/

assasin slim is is wack so im askin him,
you preaching like a pastor in this "thread" so i "attach" this to him,
while your at it pass the massive slim jim
and ill crack your back bone like i belly splashed a rim/

this chick is soft core like porn on cable//
a feminin emcee, that shit's just a fable
sounds like she's crippled or mentally disabled//
if rhymes were booze i 'd drink this chick under the table
my words are crackin ya backbone, attackin you wack ho's//
chill like a sno cone go take out a lyric loan
Lady maximum should do the maximum time//
go back to "rap school" and learn how to rhyme

I couldn't have read what I think I just did-
You must be a Fed with that weak-a*s sh*t, kid-
Too bleak 'n bad you had to piss and post 'fore me-
I'm so freakin mad I couldn't diss that Maxi' whoresey!

Instead of a p*ssy like hers, I got a p*ssy in you-
I can't even lick the honey off your p*ssy dew-
And to the guy who goes next, I'll f*ck your p*ssy too-
Just stay where it's warm and click "reset form."

cade u sound prewritten
like it took u ten minutes to find the words to spit n
it sound like shit an bout time i hit u split u gun butt u or bus u
try ta talk shit but u alil bitch that cant hussle
hit the "Jim"(my) an work out ya muscles ur mouthll be sore
when i bus out the come son

i'll put "5" in u bitch, no mercey because u'sa "Kidd"
u'sa little bitch like SLIM, tryin to freeze shit i already did
im da '03 ice age, u can't fuck wit me frost
i don't need da AK, dis battle has alredy been lost
but could be wrong, it's always necesary for blood shed
i'll jus empty dese clipes, and misplace a bullet in yo head

burg u my boy but ill put u in check
u tryin ta disrespect like i quoted the shit i spat
an ak fuck that i lug a bat
louisville slugga what u think of dat
i freeze all in my path ya rhymes smell so bad shit need a bath
cause u bout ta feel the wrath of the savior
like supa mc say u battlin me is like darth vador against opie taylor
im a tailor a seamstress tailor fit ur brain
size it up u just cant maintain
its profane like the dope i clipped ya vein
severed the reign im the ice feel my cold i cause only pain
taken the ice sig u fucked up an in vain
like nine inch nails ill cut out ya frame
im tryin ta refrain but u leave me no choice spit the flame
u tryin ta enter this game is a shame left ya mother in pain
for u deceased creased crossed up in a cemetary plain

my bad forgot this was only supposed to be 8 lines
100..

Kid Frozt ran over the line limit...
He apologized, but that isn't gonna cut it...
It's ignorance that hurts this world, and he's totally full of it!
If he were a disease, he'd give Earth the shits...
Now before you boast and front, that wasn't a compliment, get a clue...
It was an insult, a diss, a lyrical tattoo from me to you...
But, remember, you're ignorant, that's a fact we ALL already knew...
So go ahead, say your sorry, while your woman gets my screw!

Born that was Boo...six thumbs down, homie get the point
When my songs light up, the crowd screams thats more than a joint
Get u broke like ankles from and 1, Peep my mixxtape
Helps his mom in the kicthen and he thinks he bakes
dont be 4real...get u shot 30 yards away...just 4 fake
just 4 fun, tie u up and throw u over a bridge...swim wit fate

jsin, you rhymes are arnt dope nor ill
mine wouldnt be either if my bitches ass wasnt on the pill/
rasing a down syndrome child will not be fun
thats what you get for thinking "outside the bun"/
you and you gay buddys buddy enjoy an occaional "poke"
your fuckin pole smoker, its a bad habit to smoke/
do not appear in this thread again ever
unless you can somehow come up with something clever/

White trash you think you got rhymes?
That took you an hour but i do this all the time
You white what?
The only thing thats white is the dick in your butt
White trash its a bad habit to suck
You dont got skillz you relay on your luck
Dont you ever try to rap again
Cuz your rhymes belong in a trash bin

yo chocolate knows all about givin a dick a suck
but don't make-up excuses, at least when my AK pop it's easy fo u to duck
it's easy to melt dis candy bar, but dat an't my style
why waste time, he an't a snicker, but he still an't goin no where fo a while!!!

iceburg, ill melt you like the polar ice caps
My lyrics kill you so bad you feel like a mummy in wraps//
Iceburg nigga you more like icepops
You aint ready for me niga thats why you associating with the cops//
(Just joking my nigga)

ok spitomatic you ready for these salavaric toxins,
youd have a better chance at livin against mike tyson boxin//
cause i kill your ass and i wont even be detected,
cause your crew wont even miss you youve always been neglected//
its hectic im the specialists here to take a look at your world,
i must tell you it makes me sick i just wanna fuckin hurl//

Yo know you still my nigga.
N.B.S.L for life

yo matic's mouth 2 dry to "SPIT "when my rymes drop
and nigga u was da 1 i found in da back seat, fucking da cop
cyrans were runnin and da cum was too!!!
don't make da gloc come out and knock u outta yo shoe
stay quiet my nbsl nig, cause u can't fuck wit me matic
u "family" but dat don't mean shit to my automatic!
(lol ,had to get u back!!!)

yo mr.spit look like some of freddy cougar
His girl fucks thats the type of shit that fools ya//
Mr. Shit i mean mr. spit is a fagget
He ready to be like that kid off 8mile you know bunny rabbit//

I'd spit at the one above me but theres no one there
I'd hit sombody down below but that wouldn't be fair

''just jokin nigga'' well i anit bitch my shit is at static
chances of u beatin me none like stealin crack from an attic
ill murder u lirically nigga aint really no need to question
im a grown ass man u just a horny adolesence
this a heavyweight it takes an obese to cross my belt
oh i guess u can do it u a fat ass pussy with out a dicks help
aint no need for the 9 ill just leave it home on the rack
heres a finger for you pussy 'fuck you' moan and groan on that

this was to spitomatic

or whoever else wanna spit

post whore post whore what ya gonna do//
like "inner circle" no future holds DAMOON

yo yo yo yo
roux son imma tear you up rip you out like da pages of bookz
get my stamp out hit that bitch cos shit man you just been issued out!
feel mah fuckin force all might to the north reppin it up for nz hop back in mah benz hit you on mah way out leave you wid no endz
i be flown like you mamas pussy pumpin her wid my 12" afta she just been out boogy
your mine bitch i got you now imma eat you up like a piece of meat just before you hit da concrete
so let this be a lesson to you dawg sit down fuck up before I end you up in da morgue...

hey yo XTC tryin be like me
He thinks he can handle Chocolate, haha thats funny
Xtc is so poor he gotta hold ends to ends
I like 22s rollin on my Mersandez Benz
I saw your jumpshot, you cant ball
You cant rap, even when you got 50 at every bec and call
Stop rappin it aint for azns
Its for white boys aka Cockazns

yo whitechocloate seems to be the world class wigga gettin fucked up by every nigga he trys ta jigga
watchu mean i cant ball? shit dawg i gotz a 100 g'z shoppin spree at da mall just for showin off mah world class play call
whitechocolate is nice imma do wat ya do to it eat it up just like imma eat you up mmm nice you yourself heh you couldnt even roll a dice let alone face this vice
so let this be a lesson to y'all think twice before you hit up this playah before ya feel your face it the wall

spitomatic,i'll have you spitting teeth
like an semiautomatic,
leaving a monochromatic color on your shirt
alarming you that its an red alert
the lyrics your spit, aint worth 1/2 a cent
i'll have you on your knee's nigga get the hint?

XTC, you aint even got enough to afford cable TV
i seen you having shopping spree's at good will
trying to get off on popping X-Ta-C pills
before i send you out please write your will
i'll send the bill to ya fams
cause you don't even have change to afford some stamps

there's already like 4 cyohers like this, faggot,


akira u got 3 posts and u act like u the hardest,
lyrical beef u dont even wanna start this,
why the fuck ru talkin about stamps,
fuckin fag u probabyl on the computer so much yo finger muscels get cramps

0and0, like ya girl said "OOOOOOH OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH"//
you aint been to battle cause you aint got no flow

Oh shit roux you again?
Sorry to intrude on yo pack of gay men
DO i really gotta do this one more time
Talkin bout how you ll live off nickels and dimes
How many times i gotta say yo flows are weak
They suck even at their peak
Oh shit yo owe me an apoligy
My rhymes so sick they deserve an anthology
You rhymes are old and musty like my basement coach
Goodbye Goodbye and Goodbye again.....Roux


(Im just playin wit you yo rhymes are tight)

haha white chocolate stop dick ryding,
and u best betta be deciding,
which side u wanna be on befo u get peed on,
and then i rip yo spine clean off,
nuthin i eva drop is soft,
these words outta slaughter u mutha fucka

Haha zUluniST you think you bling bling?
Cant see out of yo eyes cuz all you do is ching ching
HAhaha your dicks small you dont need lube
You rhymes fuckin suck cuz you a rappin newb
Slaughter me what am i a cow?
Bitch listen to king chocolate and all yall betta bow
Down to your Ruler
Dont come in my hood cuz its so much grueler

Wh1T3Ch0cOLaTe....shit? smells like it. dick rydin chump goes to sho you listen ta to much b2k bump bump bump
you gotz no skills nigz imma pop you to pieces wid these lethal lyricz your mamas gunna think what he aint mine he just a mimmick
you need new gear man...those shoes are like from da year 1910
ya hair looks like a queers in da army mind you it suits you just nicely..you are a queer!
wanna beer? fuck you s'all gone and imma leave you wid mah bottle imbeded in your rear!

I officially destroy the XTC//
because you hearing the R-A-T//
spin that deck in you avatar//
and ill cypher battle ya//
im just playin round so dont look like a clown//
and start spraying anti rat caps all over town//

daym? that all you got shit son its like you got yoself a brain clot
your rhymes aint workn for ya man ya got no shyt fuck rippin you to pieces im tearin you apart by da chunk
you right you just a R-A-T nuddin but a rap poser WAN-A-BE
so take my advice nig im to fuckin big for you this like a pre schooler verse a war vet wig. you just got knocked the fuck out...knock knock lights out

XTC the only lights out are in yo room
Cuz you dont want ppl to see you small penis and shroom
I live next door i hear you monin and moanin
I also hear the other guy groanin and groanin
I havent seen any bitches up in that place for years
But i saw you momma leavin in tears sayin
"Our sons a Homo Wannabe Rapper"
You dad respond "Fuck this imma go use the crapper"
Hey i know what XTC stands for...
X Ticnt Cock
Hahaha you want more?



(Just playin wit you your rhymes are tight)

fly wieght wanna be gonna be gangsta//
with shit like that you sound more like a pranksta
drop the mic cause you can't use it//
stick out ya chin while my verse bruise it

whitechocalate....shit son you actin as if your gunna get out the ghetto wit no gun
takin on hotshots like me only thing youll ever pop is ya boyfriends dick...... millimetre 3
dis has hit you like a sledgehammer to the back
you aint got ta skills to hit me back
yo cat when i rhyme its like im throwin knives
imma take away each and every one of ya 9 lives
dis has settled imma give out a big shout
ding ding ding guess what? i won all da bouts.
nigguh