I want the BUTCHA
 

Me and you man.

16 lines,

Ive got 2 battles at the moment but read 3 callouts is allowed, so....

And ive seen your quite a disrespectful person.

Up for it Bitcha?

imma remember u in my memory when i get back u get it too.

no win bitch

If im correct, your attempting to victimize me in a crude manner?

Male, I WILL MURK YOU.

You say you want butcher well I want butcher too/But I'm gone prove I want him more by getting past you
You claim to be murking niggas when you enter the booth/Well after I'm finished go see my nigga "THE TRUTH"/
You something like a roach when you see light you vamp/These lyrics are getting at you cause your eyes starting to cramp/
You carry a gun with no bullets just to itimidate/no wonder you didn't post where you from cause you ashamed of your state
You claim to be the sickest well you probably got aids/I'm sure your health departments no good but ours open at eight
You a fruity ass nigga that don't get no respect/Don't get no pussy so you forced to make yourself erect

weak shit
 

I'll spit dna in u but yall still 'nameless'
I'll give u a scope but these niggas still 'aimless'
So I
brang the guages if they too 'DUMB'' 2 bust BRAINS wit this LANGUAGE
Haters R lames
tryin 2 come par to par wit they half games
Nickname yall 'ATARI' yall sorry wit 'GRAPHIC violence' come'n all the same

u sure u wanna step niggas?

not 1 of u haters got the skills to top that so yall shit outta luck...

Ha ha ha, that was all wack! Big Maze? what you doing? and Mind Kontrol?? I wil slew you. Set the thread up. Lil' bitches

i aint settin up shit cuz big maze set his rhymes here, so u do the same... beat what i wrote then we'll see about battlin lame.

i aint gonna up game on u bitches if u can't beat that shit

aaaah you soft ball hoe i bring it like the depths of hell on u all yall haters yall shook, write some shit ian. why u hidin nigga?

i upped abit but 2 my full, lemme bomb u and show u u aint no challenge to me, u aint never comin back after i hit u wit this bomb.

pull the glock out my back pocket
and spray ya block
wit this shit I got from the black market
Im playin games listen
your garbage but im on a whole nother level
when I'm spittin them disses
call me the 'duece' the way I 'ace' a nigga like a 'black jack'
Intellectually bust his 'chess' aint no 'risk'
this 'joker' on crack
2 show on the scene
this nigga
isse obscene
I hold it down
he got his 'body weight' on 'fat'

When I connect with 'dope lines' I ain't talkin bout 'drug-addicts'
Sick flow you-lack-it, my punchlines-are-dramatic.
Now get-to-know, it's no-contest cos I shattered-your-rhymes
I-steadily-shine so your loss comes in just a matter-of-time
Don't have to smash you with 'barcodes' to say I 'beat-you-with-lines'
Should've pressed '2p into your head' to make you 'change-your-mind'
You're pathetic and weak, I'll rip-you-like-tissue and no one will-miss-you
Gunned MK without waving-a-pistol, bitch make-it-official.

And im not a 'nigger'.

Now set it up bitch.

don't fuck wit me

I havent come on the internet to cause beef with a stupid immature little cunt. Now finish what you started, you cant test my lyrics. Yours my friend, were poor.