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where the heck did all the posts go that were here?

I dont understand, whats up wit this kid they call valor...
Because his raps dont flow they blow, like he was a sailor...
I a pail, I will dismantle you and then grab the handle...
Burn your flesh like drippin' wax from off of a candle...
Your a joke a comedian, no one will ever take you serious....
So on RV's top members, you'd come at the end like a period...

GKILLAZ:"you'd come at the end like a period.", this whore's down.
speakin' of periods, you're a pussy! Aren't you on yours now?
He said he's "Killin' G's", when RV knows ur not totin' gats
but I hope you're a G... so you can kill yourself for postin' that!
You're number 1 & 2 on the mic? Why stop couting, ock?
keep going... when you get to 14,253,748, then u should stop! lol
Why you keep droppin, everything you textin' is trash
if Valor comes at the end... then you're second to last!

No one can really understand faime like a map witout a legend...
Thinkin' this man is really a dame, just from that shit he metioned....
Really man that shit your wrotes a fuckin suicide note....
Sayin' I dont "tot"? man, your more like lamest quotez...
Cuz if your famous, then no one else would want to claim it...
We all are just goin' to pray for your downfall like the rain bitch...
Like it was summer time, my stunna rhymes leave ya dead on ya feet...
Then I get head on to the beach...

You FLOW ODD, prayin for his downfall? Time to GO SOB
'cuz ur 'WASTIN YA TIME PRAYIN' like theres 'NO GOD'
When I'm NEAR THIS HOE'S RAP, wut I HEAR IS SO WACK
u got "05" in ya name.. that must be the YEAR U WROTE DAT^
Ya SHIT'LL GET OWNED, u need to leave WRITTENS ALONE
when u drop, 'EVERYTHING OLD' like 'inside Senior CITIZEN HOMES'
i'll SPRAY DEM LONG TECHS, and LAY HIM ALL WET
leave 'KILLA ON THE STREET' like a 'murderer that AINT BEEN CAUGHT YET'

i dont even have to tell you, you know u need help
help me to help ya self, to never post against anyone else
plain an simple ya shit is weak you got dat wack---itis
you wouldnt get a an A or B on verses even if you had hepatitis
clear you out like da noodle soup anthem
then post a figure so maybe you could get ransUM
cuz verbally he mite match ya level thats two wit one shot
your raps is just GOSSIP JUnior im da last king of da scotts...
hope you get it but if you didnt i'll write it down
email it to you then alert you like a pop up blocker sound

U need to GO PRACTICE, u not sick, u FLOW WACKNESS
'n your flow is like 'GRADES D & F', its 'BELOW AVERAGE'
I'm VERBAL CRAZYNESS, every WORD I RAPE THIS BITCH
and if YOU are "DA GOD".... then, I'm TURNIN ATHEIST!
STOP SCRAPPIN, cuz a victory for u? NOT HAPPENIN.
and if ur GOD, then perform this miracle: STOP RAPPIN!
U disappoint fans, when they hear u drop a SINGLE AT LAST
they 'PUT THEIR HEADS DOWN' like they're 'SLEEPIN IN CLASS'

sonny bars... coming hard.. wouldnt happen if he's bitch let'em yack in bra's
stack'in bars.. smacking ya with a log.. that'll leave ya with a spliting head-ach.. after the hack'in of a saw
whats crack'in ya jaw!.... realize this-old-saying-is-wrong
you aint untouchable... you about to get broken like disobeying the law
you'll get BURNT... an WE KNOW THIS MANN!... like smokey in friday
knife poking ya up right a way.... im over coming ya flow like a serfer on a tidle wave
stop battling these clown... even if you took a step up u'll only be on-top of the
UN-derground
no need to wounder clown... I'll STRIKE FIRST...
then u'll hear him yelling... like the action of light'ning and thunder-sound... MOTHER FUCKAH

off top im just better than you and you know it
im the overall award winner i jus have you hold it
so explosive my swag dominates your corny lines
wit punches that cut ya skin and spin da disks in ya spine
you cant make the climb its to steep for ya feet
tryin to fit in my shoes put you on rv emergancy news
get da clues i got you booozed my alcohol you cant consume
ima dust ya off like they did when they found king tuts toomb..
i never cum hard in cypher theres no need...
im like dry heat...i dont even need to touch you
to make ya nose bleed.................

its like yada yada yada... riza da god whats the matter??
cant think of a punch?...
so i'll blow ya brains out and see if one i can gather
what the fuck wrong witht he queer thinking hes one of my peers
you couldnt have a flow if ya swallow an spit the whole can with beer
i'll leave ya can'ed with a spear.. come here.. let me show ya something
i'll twist ya neck around snap ya arms in half an knock ya teeth to the back if u gonna keep ya FRONT-END / front'in
no need to disarm ya... you shoting blanks anyways
you couldnt coppa a deal if u qeual to what a penn-weigh
maybe thats to mich for ya so im gonna fall back now
and let this fucker be happy wearing he's priences gown...
LOL FUCKING CLOWN...

ILL DO THIS ONE TIME JUST FOR YOU k...FUCCAH

smart remarkin talkin greasy like you really that nice...
you a fag playin hot boi let me put you on ice...........
look jamie kennedy this aint malibu so stop frontin.....
when you pull up next to a niggah you stop bumpin.....
your shit is played and strung out like a hoe over 30...
your bars cut me so lil i need googles like james worthy....
hurt me kidd.....pleassssssssse put ya cap guns away and step back...
cause my bars will tighten you up so much gv you CP an asthma attack
piss me off bad idea i got hannibal lectur methods of attack...
peel da skin off both ya hands and make you play jaxx's
kill you for what its easier to embarrass you and watch you bitch
steppin to me is like takin a head shot from a roger clemens pitch....

AND HE'S OUT OF THERE LADIES AND GENTS...THANKYOU FOR COMING GOODNITE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!+

it takes you hours to drop something quick you coward
look even ya mouth get tight.. cuz what u spiting out is to sour
get out of my way... your style bogus and you know this
i'll have this bitch WHIPED... worst then them guys with the race horse's
this like a rape notice... so dont try an fuck with me
cuz your punches wouldnt hurt even if ya punched u'r keys
an i'll leave this chump slump like in a chair having dreams
got info beams.. on gats... so i'll hit you with led like he trip into a tree
honestly... you pissing me off worst then my moms yelling
so i'll bang ya bitch out... an leave her with more seed then a watermelon
fuck this transexual.. i can tell hes a lady and gents
he wears a wig and act big...... like braids on 50 cent.... lol

i just woke up and still shitting on you....

for some reason you think ya shit is really hittin me hard...
yeah thats possible like someone sucka punchin ''GOD"
your cake mix jus batter that needs extra to elevate.....
put on bake, ice ya down then eat is how i demonstrate
the fait of a fake named ransum that thinks he's great
you ccouldnt drown me out wit all the water from the great lakes
talkin guns dude please----- ya body jerk on a 22 kick back.....
send you shells have you poppin more than C.Brown when he danced to gimme that....
your flow is tired please retire it for ever for all mans sake...
cuz you ripped open like lil boyz when they get ass'd raped
im not gay but you showin sum real fag tendancies
you a bitch cuz ya flow carries all the necesary ammenaties
why bull shit kidd play dead thats the only way i mite spare you.......
you woke up in a cold sweat cuz my last verse scared you..............
next time you come at me have a ghost writter prepare you......

keep deamin stupid....then maybe one day i mite gv you the opportunity to get an autograph..................lol

Rizo-da-god, face it, your whole style's way to basic...
Playin' like your hards only gun' get you erased kid...
Wasted all your time droppin' those weak wannabe raps...
If you got skill son, your the only one who' see'z that...
Like mindin' your own bee's waz, you dont belong in da game...
Only star you are, is the one thats posted in your name...
Your all about the same shit everytime you attempt to spit...
Your the reason why there startin' to get heavy on cecorship...

honestly....
i messed up with this rap
but like knucklez ya'll soon gonna crack
ya dude like regular weed compare to haze
and if you think you anywhere as high as me.. wake up its only a phaze
get out ya crayola and markers.. i'll show you how bootleger mark such
bad clothing... u would think gkilla family and implicit was a happy bunch....

fucking cunts... :hump:

yada yada yada.. i'll slam there head into a bumper
loud like thunder... i found a couple of bridging of rap homo dat like to wounder
some more shit some shit shit then the drop
i thout we care about fellow members but it seem to stop
cuz no matter what they duethey know they verse is a flop
and how the fuck can you give gkillah and explicit any fucking prop's....


just something so i wouldnt brake the rules...

honestly....
gkillah i had respect for the dude... but now i realise hes honesty a bounch of crap
cuz even thou I Shitted on a dude.. He voted agenist me since dude was apart of bridging the rap
get bitch slap for saying i had the best opener and closer
plus the best punch in the battle.. shut the fuck next time or i'll fold ya
i told ya... i only respect truthful cat... not homos who dick ryde crew member and vote for the wack
ya style high jack.. but never mind that.. im soon gonna drop gkillah like hes spine cracked
drop to ya knees bitch nigga plez the homo in you now i see
keep claiming you a 'Troop' and have the cops find ya body ova Sea's
i YERNING TO SELL.. earning the name RAN-SUM.. u'll see tomorrow
u'll get put to sorrow... cuz the Flames i'll spit... is like i had your sig borrowed...
keep dick rydeing each other... im glad that my invintaion to the crew was denied
cuz atless i'll stomach the lose... cant bear to see dick ryders... i rather rip out my eyes...


i thouht we give each other real adivce
not letting them go to war knowing they'll lose they life
a couple of dudes immate real vets like they nice
cuz gkillah crew votes/dick rydes which had me ROLLING like a pair of dice
but rapping my perfection... hear the treat coming with some aggression
found myself some new students so prepair for the lesson.....



i woke up in a daze with a slight head-ach
cuz i notice im lose'in to dick ryders and its pathic-ach
how the fuck can you give a vet any credit
i rather give him a shot.. not for victory... one that requiers the medic-ach
cuz when it comes to the real raps
he votes for the one who got shitt'ed on.. not the one with the real CRAP
that had he's Grill Caps like a pair of Front... im telling you right here up-front..
another move like that... u'll be bonggy jump with the cord on ya neck... no dear no stunt
bewear of queers and cunts... compare to fair-play your no where near blunt
get poke from ya back to ya neck and gut... blood snare on hes wear with no ashtin to punk
Automatic BLastin this chump.. left hes bitch ass gasp'in in the trunk
should of known.. dont go there with the flow.... cuz u couldnt Cover U'r Ass with a Pair Of Trunks.... MOTHER FUCKAH...

STOP VOTE'IN FOR YOUR CREW MATES IN FRONT LINE BATTLES YOU FUCKING BITCH ASS HERB....

AND YEA IM TIGHT...
CUZ YOUR DICK RYDEING / CREW VOTING FUCKAH....

GET OFF EACH OTHER NUTS...

U FAKE 'N WACK, u dont wanna break rules? SAVE IT JACK
cuz if it's a rule to 'NOT BE WACK', then ur BREAKIN THAT!
I'm SONNIN 'EM, he'll feel like a kid when I'm DONE WIT 'EM
u posted 3 verses in a row, and nobody read ONE OF 'EM
RAN SUM, breath to rap should not come from ya DAMN LUNGS
cuz your bars 'CAUSE LITTLE DAMAGE' like HAND GUNS
I POST TIGHTER, I roll up threads 'n SMOKE CYPHERS
only person u need to hold 'RANSUM', is a GHOSTWRITER!

sunny let me send you to the dark since you think u bright.....
cuz its would take a forest first to even get ya bars to ignite..
ya bars dont excite--- you have shown no improvment......
ya raps is loose ass like a homosexual march movment...........
change ya font or size to give ya raps and extra boost...........
im sittin back clickin ya post-where you at like BOOSt.......
no need to get deep wit this pussy he's shallow..................
so if my bars fuck you its gonna be an intestine battle...

rizo trying to take Gods place but bout to become another fallen angel/
i'll have u begging for God as if u were being possesed by the calls of the devil/
no i haven't settled yet....dissing u from my mental head/
the only type u hot with bars is gripping them hard bending over in prison/
i make deadly connections against u like wires against detonation charged devices/
and when they detonate your body scatters around like a pack of wild mices/
u fall soft in defeat while in the ring...so i'll take your belt and beat u with it/
i'll bring strong heat like waves and burn your rhyme scripts like tossing books in a fire pit/

~1~

i like the fact you try to use a punch in every line... insted of a bar
that fact remains that your flow suck... u'r like a pussy trying to go hard
who the fuck you are.. bitch stay in ya place like u was on house arrest
reguardless of the stress...you wouldnt straight out ya bars if i put the iron on ya cheast
parten for the mess... my flow stink like im frat'in and barff'in on ya flesh
rip apart ya bones with the chrome that'll have docs playing connect the pieces
disrespect the beast and reless a new weapon like north karea with dieases
i'll cut off ya wind pipe insted of this whimp mic
like acrobatic tactics you wouldnt be above me if you diss-mount from new hights

since im bored...

the fire with-in burn my soul entier sin
retire your bin of win.... and dispurse flames as a require to begin
gas.. lighters.. and sparkers... flash brighter with darkness
i'll gash..fighters..and talkers ... then bash writers thoughtness
what else to do then brag and dgrag you hoes like bagg'in clothes
its like bush terratory you dont want to invade cuz everythign you live for i'll bow
i'll stab ya toes then slashes ya nose.. till you stop sniffin my steps
crash ya door with my truck and step inside ya crib an run u out ya nikes check

idk i was bored...

if you bored take ya ass to keystyle for dat shit
cuz this da top floor and you dont have enough grip
one slite move and thats a rap for you like access granted
im god, heaven is not for you,but for hell ya access is granted
rizo you know the name its embedded in ya forhead
cuz you was sleep..............
and ya bitch yelled it out when i asked for more head...
pop a sudafed cuz the pain may be too intense
i nutted in ya mouthwash,so you can taste when i cum hard
when you RINSE..................

dis FOOL'S DONE, its no problem leavin YOU SONNED
instead of nuttin in mouthwash, u need to USE SOME
not for ya breath, for ya BARS. all mines POUND CHEST
u should use it before u spit, maybe they'll come OUT FRESH
i'm no DOUBT BEST, never try to SPIT WIT ME, MAN
cuz u'll get 'DROPPED'.. like 'glass in SLIPPERY HANDS'
he'll wanna retire, when i'm done DISSIN THIS MAN
he'll 'STOP WRITING'.. like he was MISSIN HIS HANDS
da CLIP IN MY HAND'll aim to put a CLIP IN THIS MAN
and a grave is where i'll end up DITCHIN THIS MAN
talk SHIT TO ME MAN, 'n i'll let shots pop OFF DAWG
and you'll get 'PUT IN A HOLE' like a GOLF BALL

bla sure i'll diss u...some what...this just for fun....~1~


come back and get attack with a strike of rage/
as i rip your words page by page we can even fight on stage/
u not ready for this i see.... im just acting clumsy right now/
but wait till i get serious and start knockin dummies right out/
lay u down with a hundred rounds call it a valcun of sin/
show u how the lead feels pushing sharp penetrating pencils in skin/
being more severe to your health than a TB spore in your lungs/
and when i evolve over time....u fall ill....cause these words sick from the tung/
split your verses in half opened wide apart like the teeth gap in your gums/
u can bring your whole army to throw down....but u gonna need more than guns/
insane i can be but im just putting words clever together/
to piss one off as i run off at the mouth faster than pacific typhoon whether/

Lay Fear?
act STUPID NOW? you'll get popped wen the RUEGAR POW
i'd capitalize on wackness.. but i dont wanna copy wut u DOIN NOW!
i'm too SICK FOR THIS MAN, watch ya WRITTENS GET SLAMMED
you such a FAG.. even ya AVATAR has a DICK IN HIS HAND!
i'll FEED U DA NINE, for u, it should be ILLEGAL TO RHYME
i aint gon diss u now.. but when i wanna diss a bitch, i'll KEEP U IN MIND!

lay fear stands for queer I'll leave the bitch feared
cuz ur a waster in life he's deaf so he cant hear lol
maby thats a fake line but u cant make rhymes
cuz ur useless at everything u spit fake lines
and my god im'a diss u again with dat avitar
u look like a star playing with your self ha ha
u get it didnt think so cuz ur a fuckin dibetic
stick doin wot u do best thats bein pathetic
poor dude u suck i kinda feel sorry for you
soz i had to drop u and smash straight through
till i spit and chew u up along with those lyrics
your spitting jibberish so fuck it try to kill it

i like your technique, but all your rhymes lame.
and the god of war aint you...... its a game you played.
so quit playin like u a master mind, your punches lazy...
man u once twice and three times the lady....
all boys round here are a pure rap genius.
but you kid? well your rhymes are just skeemless
Slim is great, but why throw bizkit in?
u didnt diss Lay once, so how u gonna do it again?
damn kid. if u got flow.. then i must be a legend...
but from your rhymes over months ive seen no progression...
i cant give u a second lesson cus i never gave you a first.
so lets make this the first and ill post it as a verse.
u need to reherse... seriously your lines are wack.
with your technique im not suprized you posted that...
im sure uve seen these lines some time before.
maybe in your other battles... but hey.. who is keeping score...

blah...... sucky shit

im a keep it gutta....
since im drunk fuckah...

YO im a ruthless type... i dont give a fuck
cuz i'll leave you around the lake like a fucking duck
you suck.. when it come to guns i'll buck
shot at ya stomach and leave ya ly'in next to ya guts
whats sup slut.. you fucking with me never
i'll leave the pipe i beat you with...in-ya like a fucking leaver
slash your throut.. bash ya foks
an cut you down the line... like am pack'in coke
whip ya ass for fun.. i'll trash this bum
you wouldnt chew my verse if it was editable wrap with gum
taking a shot at me better be blastin with pumps
cuz RV will see if ya brains can jump out ya skull like a head-diving stunt
im live nigga what.. a bit drunk off the 40
after im done serveing you im straight fucking your shorty
riping your strips leaveing you crying about your glory
you wouldnt make head-lines if you bash ya head into coke for a story
fuck you want advice... get off my dick and go live your life
cuz i got 4,5,6 niggas that'll kill you for a roll of the dice
nigga im nice you aint no-where near comp
i'll leave you underground cuz im ontop of your body doing the a-town stomp
give me my props or get shot for disrespecting me
you would of had more respect if you read my verse and left like u was neglecting me
come here and try to check me like nikys
you wouldnt reach my hight,
cuz ya punches are short arm like sleev's on white-tees
when it comes to battles... weapons is what you can bet i'll bring
cuz i have things wrap around my finger like a wedding ring
we knwo you sucky with weak shit... so dont speak it
if you ever had a good flow... its cuz your body fluits leak'ed it
keep this a secret.. victory'a ya moms... what you cant-see
that the only string i got on you start from your mother panty
fuck you wanna do scrap it out.. you bitch and everday you act it out
i got niggas back in nyc that spit.. an i aint talking about they rapid mouth
fuck scanz... actully who would fuck scanz
cuz bitches even say they didnt believe he was a man
im hot but i dont give out tans.. more like permanit marks
your flow wouldnt be dealy if you lived with sharks
make sure to mention we far apart
cuz the only thing u'll ever pump... comes from your heart
8-18 what the fuck kind of technique you hold
i can tell wining is new to you.... but loseing is mad old
dog for that chesses... i'll come pack like calzone
and put you under dirt like what cows-on
AND LETS MAKE THINGS CLEAR...
i throu the match.... but IF he did it at the gas-sation...you wouldnt LAY-FEAR
you a lame queer... you about a wild as a rain-deer
i make flips with 4- o'z... an thats only your reacord here
you aint no-one i would scrap to warm up with
how you fucking with me... this fagget dick smaller then my pink width... LOL..
yea im going on for hours... your hoe tell's me the same
he says he's dirty.. cuz after this it'll be he's first shower... an the dirt i'll clogg up the drain
are you incyan do you reconize the name.. ITS RANSUM FUCKAH
so dont get it twisted like braids... cuz your trash but your girl the one whos a SUCK'A...
FUCKING BITCH....

CRRRRRRRRRRAP..... BANGG'IN THAT 6STAR ******
C's up B's DOWN..
C' Life or No Life..
another cookie monster drink ELMOS MILK....

Lay Fear, SISSY KIND, fuck u and all ur SHITTY LINES
and if u think u good, we can go set it up ANYTIME
I called you out 'n u ducked, u a SUCKA INSTEAD
lits like it 'SHOT AT EM', da way he DUCKED FROM MY THREAD
get TOUCHED WIT DA LEAD, when i'm SPRAYIN NEAR
make 'em LIVE UP TO HIS NAME when he LAY in FEAR
Ran.. for postin dat, u should jump from NUMEROUS STORIES
i aint even gon diss u... cuz ya verse is DOIN IT FOR ME!

Sonny Barz aka champion of the punch lines
when your type it bold we can tell stuff rhymes
but dog we aint stupid there no need to SHOUT
i don't know you i don't ya style, or what you be about
but your lyrics aint shit so don't reply the king of the cypher
dog i got hip hop in my blood so i like to think im a lifer
why you afraid to diss rans he aint really packin heat
you know he's just one of them fairys packin meat
only after he packed his fudge whit his didldo gat
yea i dissed him for ya man you gotta remeber that
i just did ya dirty work son you shoud show gratitude
now that im done i jsut gotta say i don't like yo attitude

sonny bar aint wanna diss me cuz he knows what'll happen
but i see a new herb on the market and im about to scrap him
fuck you talking about... shit made no sense.. like em' after droping another album after encore
how the fuck you the tuffest??? just cuz ya name is hard-cor
i'll lay you down on a wash board... you only connect when cherp'in
the beast is lerk'in... you wouldnt ryde on my flow if you was serf'in
fuck you wanna do??? my guns got you coverd like walking the street with a 40 bottle
you wouldnt have no life... no bitch.... if you had hookers to modle
just follow the boy ransum...am about to ova-dose
i slept on ya verse so much..... my new name should be chromeatost
i'll leave ya body under fome and toast
cuz outta all people verse's hair/here he pick me... like a comb an notes
im drunk again off the 40 of old english... but im strong like poppey and spenich
I cant say it no simple... i'll leave ya Record, Body and Soul disminish
i spit till the finish... weather you like it or not is up to you
but i've delt with top heads whos lose'in records look's better then you
if it aint guns... girls.. and blocks.... what-else is popp'in
RAN VS YOU like a stolen watch..... YOU KNOW BETTER THEN TO CLOCK-IN
back to the store... im back for more...
ransum able to SNAP ya PUNCHES LIKE CRABS AT THE SORE
im done with my 40... alonge with this verse
but honestly... i spit freestyle that'll shit on ya career.. open mic.. and any CYPHER VERSE.. MOTHER FUCKAH...

dog i aint gona lie im a lil tipsy form sippin my 2-6
but i can still tell ya fagget ass idea of sex is Two dicks
no chick dog you sick, so ill buck down wit a mac ten
dogg you ain't scaring me you over re-ACt-ing
to tha fact that yo moma don't even think your handsome
fuck trying to swipe you man you aint got no one to pay ransum
i aint worth it to me, unless im killing you G
you deep sleepin in ya own Fulid
re-read ya verse and go threw it
yo man why do you lie in 99 percent of ya rhymes
back off ill gun you down 99 percent of the time
see ransum ran when i came gunning
whys ransum running when i'm stuntin
rans the man, naw im just lying
ran can't hang when his sets dieing,
see homles i got ya set bailing
and like you in english ya verse is failing

i'll TOSS THIS GUY, when drama pop OFF YOU HIDE
how u call yourself 'HARD-COR', when u SOFT INSIDE!
i'll CLAP N FLARE, leave this whack RAPPER SCARED
u 'Peg City's Finest? must not be any good RAPPERS THERE!
i influenced you to start rappin, i aint throwin LIES AT YA
so 'WITHOUT ME, THERE WUDNT BE HARD'.. call me VIAGRA!
NINES CLAP YA, if he front, i'll let SLUGS MERK SHIT
'n make his body 'DROP BAD', da same way he DOES VERSES

man if you influenced me i would be spiting shitty
i am the finest and i aint the only one repping my city
man why am i spiting, i kicked ya ass in the first verse
so lay low cuz ill stomp ya ass after i lace my converse
i know why you waited till i replied ransum befor you droped back
becuase you riding his dick and you want his cock back
i grab my gun and i cock it back, and blast ya face
a slug to ya mug just cuz ya ass is in last place

feeling a bit sick but fuck it...

fuck im back home from 12 hours day of work
what else to see then a emcee cuming at me.. cuz hes flow a jerk
stop it reading ya shit hurts...
you wouldnt pack a punch if you had a hand in ya purse
whats crack'in hommie... aint shit .. just shiting on the lame bitch
flows i change it.. like ya hoe i'll slang it.. and like puzzle a cuff'in i can arrange it..
im lyrically daraing bitch... spit so hot... my mouth feel like its on flames bitch
you dont speak my languish... then abuse is what u'll distingish
from punches in a verse.. im crushin ya like peanuts
fuck a record...
i'll record this whore getting pissed on an floor'ed like r.kelly nude sceen shot
could careless where ya from... could care less where you have been
the only good drop you'll have... is your verse in the trash-bin.... MOTHER FUCKAH

That verse wasn't to bad.... i aint goin to lie
only cuz im comparin it to poetry from when i was 5
see man im tired of you, you're all played out
i would like to see you quit and be all faded out
really man, your shit sounds all the same to me
you know, it was in a dream when it came to me
your shit just like every other wack rapper tryin to flow
the worst part is after you see this you'll be buyin some mo
dude! stop paying ya ghostwritere... he aint that good
and stop posting, dogg you know you could
cuz im seriously tired of dissing the same wack emcee's
to make your verse good i got ya girl wackin me
so I aint so bored while reading that dirt
you didn't read mine befor you droped, that hurts
i can tell by the shit you dropped it was a flase verse

u spit LESS TRUTH, u should stop postin in TEXT DUKE
'n if ur really tired of dissin us, use that as an EXCUSE!
cuz ur WRITIN BORES, you never been TIGHT BEFORE
RV 'EATIN APPLES' is the only time we're 'BITIN COR'
i STRIKE WIT GORE, swing punches DEEP IN YA HEAD
'n make his 'BLOOD LEAK' like crips do PEOPLE IN RED
i'm LETHAL WIT LEAD, u startin BEEF IN THIS THREAD?
i'll do u like 'ELECTRIC CHAIRS', hit u wit 'HEAT TIL U DEAD'
break EACH OF YA LEGS for tryna step, PREPARED IN DEFENSE
so u 'WONT USE YA LEGS NO MORE' like 'PARAPLEGICS'
bring '2 OF YA MEN', i'll scare em off wit a FEW TECHS
and I ain't 'DJ UNK', but i bet i'll make them '2 STEP'