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The LBL Cypher
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this was too indeath in the elavation ya'll need to start dropping
so this geek thinks he got some rythem an blues when he only got soul when im done stompin'em wit my shoes you lose,an my uppercutts an jabs are hotter so im breaking In..faster than day time robbers you fuck wit the coppers,snitching he won't think twice putting sucha bad name to death god gave him eternal life damn im nice,an your not felt by others son so this I D can be valid an still wont be accepted by anyone i got the gun, so everyone popin at you an thats the facts this'll be the first time bullets'll touch more I's than contacts on wax's, i'll kill'em an leave his face long gone death suppose to be south but ....my uppercutts'll send him north proving the bible wrong so your responsable for the cypher 30 bar of garbage trend the only good part of that was naming fab's last cd at the end so i'll hit you wit the club witout a fucking caddy knocking ya body outta FLA an you can bet that on trick daddy i stay on the block pushing ho's like you with no concern cause i stay hanging so long my dick got rug burns lolol i'm fucking drunk as fuck key'n shit |
Your skills ain't nice kid, have patience, Ben
truth be told, that shit DID belong in the elevation thread you stay strugling to write nice, done kept ya head up took a snapshot of ya skills but it couldn't get developed you're hungry for just one win, and it's fucking dire fam Comedian is here to crush that Kraven... like Spider-Man i'm beating you till your dizzy and shit, my texting is owning and if you feeling light-headed.. that's the direction ya going you Jam - it's the middle of ya name, no shit is plainer I Jam... the remains of your corpse into a fucking incinerator you a virgin, using your name as an excuse, lame as ya shit girls call your Missed'er - cause you have no aim with ya dick I CUM WITH SICK FIRE LIKE STDS, THAT'S TRUTH I'M HARDEST ^^maybe now i'll be like you & claim drunkness to excuse the garbage |
aaiiiigggghhhhttt check it
i aint coming with weak lines about you pushing jokes cause you wont be saying punchs with a hole in ya throat that line was jus to give ya hope... that You dont wear jewls, cause its a known fact that ya broke the only pussy to rock rope necklaces made of actual rope i'll blow half ya brains on ya half rate couch so ya rhymes get facilitated from a halfway house i'ma beast an you'll be recieving a beating so i'll be throw more C's in the air than a crip meeting cuz I have guns to blaze, cats amazed of the semi that'll leave a hole in the roof of your mouth that resembles a chimney Get at me bitch |
^this kid must be dreamin that rhyme was a joke...
u could find pacs rhyme book an still have no hope... im the most feared Emcee... in the whole goddamn RV... its new years eve... so im ready to party... lemme call ur mom... i got a box of mags an bacardi... cuz u dont smoke... all u do is blow like a shotty... i dont bark... but i do got more bite than a rotti... my gun spark... leave donut size holes in ya body... this is crime.... but u can refer to me as the don gotti... this fag mr benjamin... is compensating for suttin... he aint got no dough...this fake c-note really need to stop frontin... he aint no stunt... he just a chump... thats the one in jail wearing pumps... getting passed around like a blunt... i dont front.. i tell the truth even when i lie... but its new years eve so fuck the beef lets all get high... * passes the blunt to benjamin* its ok take a hit cuz its gonna be yo last... cuz i put that 45 to ya chest as u inhale an blast.... |
ssonn that shit was so bad its worst than a blah
i can only explain it as a hahahahahhahahah thats all you get |
Ben already got served, my lines will hoe clowns
consider me justice... cause when he faces me, Crime will go down that was horrible bad, i'll rid dude of himself you're shockingly wack and electrocuted yourself sorry for the extra work DaTrus, but dude isn't worth it i just feel bad that you're responsible for the funeral service i see your Status'... both you kids is rattled if you dudes are what's on then i'm switching channels |
why everyone gotta be spittin subliminals...
i mean justice an crime dont affect this criminal... why dont yall just come out an say it... yall hatin cuz im in the industry an yall never gone make it... i dont fake it... an comedian.. u worthless peice of shit... how bout u do RV a favor an suck on a dick... maybe that will shut u upmaybe ya mouthll still be running... but u ride so much dick thats y u never saw this cummin... im blunted.. i stay high... three sixty five... im gunning... an blaze high...leave u livin in the sky like ya name was T.I... dont be mad cuz u cant see my...lyrical skills... cuz it takes more than mr benjamins to pay my bills... i slang my crills.. while u still working on the block... feinds come like clock work... while u just working for the cock... :shoot: :shoot: :shoot: :shoot: |
^If this dude owes you money, don't even expect a dime, okay
cause he's just broke as fuck. . ....and yall wonder why Crime don't pay! |
the reason it dont pay is cuz yall bitches is heros...
im the villian... but youll still get dropped.... like the towers turning into ground zero... that one hitter quitter bullshitter subliminal... message refering to my alias is minimal... but the damage ima do to ya reputaion is critical.... rippin ya fame s. on delivery... u cant get at me... cuz i drop Quotez... like i drop bombs on my enemies... oh an just incase i forgot to mention... im a fucking general Fame ass stand at attention... u cant possibly come at me wit one liners dawg... cuz its impossible to hit a moving target in the fog... if i had a mic id rip it but i would rather use a blog... so u got written proof i fucken hit u in the jaw... |
Stop posting your verses, cause everything you dropping is fake
now, I'ma 'shit on Crime' like having diarrhea while robbing a bank . . You keep rhyming the same words, that's why ya keys aren't felt. so everytime you drop a verse, it's whackness repeating itself Out of all those punches, none hit me.. your aim's just slipped your punchlines must be dead... cause they'll always be missed! You walk around, thinking you actually spitting some flames but try something new with ya punches. . ....how about making sense for a change! The next time you decide to bring ya pen and sheet to bang out I wanna see quotes in your verse. . ....and don't use my name as an easy way out! |
School boy, you should stick to notes/
no need to cuss in a screen play , to see the bitch in ''Quotez''/ Your rhymes are weak, you should take the day off/ i can tell your from cinci niether of yall can make the playoffs/.... |
i'll soak you in gasoline when bleeding your phase
then throw the match... giving a new meaning to Razed watch this lame pretend that he got money, fame & friends poor fuck... i'll smash the dollar sign in ya name to cents you registered today, New to RV, but kid ya'll die i'm a nice guy so i'll show you a round.... in ya eyes ^cause when my bullets go, running is foolish & shit the only chants you got... is at your fucking funeral kid look @ Faimez closer, what he wrote is some wackshit I dunno about in my verse, but we'll see Quotez in a casket |
^Raised, that's my 3rd time seeing those lines. Come original.
Why everytime you see my name, you come with this rap? no matter how many times you post it, it's gonna be whack! Stop acting like it's hard-hitting, cause it was never hitting me it's gotta be whackness repeating itself. . ....cause it was never history! |
Quote:
Yo stfu kid, your like the worst I've seen for a minute yo... Get out of here, truly you suck kid, Text isn't your thing, then again, ROFL wtf is? This kid's shit... This kid's shit, this kid's shit, this kid's shit, ^If that's 1 BAR, you were just too weak to lift it, Bitch nig, dizzy? then bitch give up the beer, Such an idiot... Since your basically dropout kids' main career, You suck, your just plummeting dude, You'll never smell the stench of victory... But yet we're stuck smelling you, I don't have to come hard, you've got some poo hope, You diss yourself... I spark the AK, just some more whack shit that you wrote, LMFAO. This verse was pure fun and took about 2 minutes to key up. Yet I still killed anything you'll ever put up in your life. Quit kid, seriously. |
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