RapVerse.com Community - ur fav. rapper remix

here's why,
if ya'll wanted beef i'm bout ta switch up ya appetite
i'll get'cha head blazed, pick up ya waves like sattelite
and they talkin' bout sprayin' me? plllleeaassee!!!
cuz this G, a put bread on ya head like mayor McCheese
y'all get involved in the lamest of beefs
no TOOTHPASTE but this SCOPE will AIM at'cha TEETH
y'all rappers is WASHED up, pass the GAIN and FEBREEZE
hardcore rappers just ACTIN' cuz they swear they move e(movie)
but i'm GRAPHIC so i'll lay a youngin' flat as 2D
ironin' board cover style, lay 'em flat from the heat
took the CHEESE out the TRAP to TRAP the RATS in the streets
and'll pull out the HEAT and have singers(snitches) sweatin' like KIETH
that line was too deep like gettin' jumped by a tag-team
play DIRTY, but lookin'mad CLEAN, i'm pass scenes
got an endin' credit flow cuz when i got its over
young shooter with RANGE, i'm a ROVER, lemme show ya

(chorus) x2
if i ain't cha favorite rapper than i wanna know why
cuz lyrically if there is a demand, i got the supply
this real music's gonna last forever as the time goes by
i'm why these wack a**ed rappers cant sleep at night

(verse 2)
i'm schoolin' fools just tryna get 'em to learn
my bully flow, but ya'll got it twisted like an indian burn
battlin' me's a deathwish like kissing an urn
its DUMB to DIE well... you LIVE and you LEARN
i'm like eastcoast D.bo, hit 'em wit' cain(kane) see no evil
and stay with girls who be around like Cee-Lo
all the real G's know, that with MONEY y'all dont wee no
ENDS, like CLIFFHANGERS but i'm REELIN' in the SEQUALS
got paper in the BACKGROUND thats EXTRA money
so your rich even if your my EXTRA honey
and thats too much metaphors and wordplay
for your understanding, to FLY so i lay where ya BIRDS stay
and y'all know i'm the s***, i should stay where ya terds lay
but i bring LINES to the GAME and let my WORDS PLAY
i lock and load, cock and blow, pop tha fo(4), drop the flow
its all FIRE so, when it DROPS they ROLL(out)

heart attack (braveheart's murking)

(chorus)x2
they call me cardyac cuz i when i move i keep y'all blood runnin'
but this heart attack even got fake bloods runnin'(detta)
my thugs gunnin', you nufin' but bluffin',and mean muggin'
they ain't hearts but i'll beat 'em for nufin'

first off b.nice is a fan of my squad/
city muzik? laughed when you loss, plus he fam wit' my squad/
i clapped montana for the rookie crown, look at'chu now/
i beat'chu damn near 8 times, now you gowin' around/
tryna diss the one you owe your life to/
open your bible, i'm on the front cover holdin' the title(champ)/
* damn that line was foolish*
i'm your god, you need me for survival/
never pushed KEYS but i'm the HEART and this ORGAN is vital/
so don't try and take me out cuz its like killing yourself fool/
cuz if i lose you lose more cuz i'm still better than you/
so that just'll prove that'chu worst than a loser/
or your a false accuser, if the heart dies it takes any livers(alive) out like boozers/
this whole verse is just a metaphor for the hearts role in the body, you a clone/
i already beat'cha verse wit' my chorus alone/
matter fact i ain't got shit to prove by beatin' you an 8th. time/
rap abstinense, y'all ain't fukkin' wit' mine/

armless and hammered(arms & hammers diss)

what i speak is your gospel, i'll have you slangin'(speakin) my scriptures/
the only time y'all arms hold hammers is when y'all hangin' my pictures/
i'll break off kain(cocaine) in the city(muzik) and leave the philthy(filthy) fiends high/
don't get no cake, you pussies get nutted in and resold as cream(nut) pie(puss)/
and drac said that i should dumb down my wordplay/
cuz most a y'all don't get it, y'all ball i just sign(recruit) lines and let the words play(sports)/
i ATE philthy now he's DIGESTED and at a criss cross(cross decision)/
cuz he ain't SHIT, so he got forced to come out as PISSED off/
and every line i spit is foolish, my name alone is a reason to bite/
so if you don't see somethin' sick in every line than you ain't readin' it right/
so reread what i write, and rewrite what i read, cuz from the HEART PUMPED out words your pen BLED/
you ain't no virus but i'll turn this fake cafe' red(redcafe the real virus)/
and its so shitty city, any picky, bitchy, philthy, kiss up/
wanna get me, in the, pity, party cuz he lost and wants to diss us/
kid you mixed, up a no broken leg but this faggot stays on a kain(cane)/
and as for kain he was monickered at christmas cuz he was sweeter than the sake of his name(candycane)/
i'm like a man with no nuts, they can't believe that i came/
and if every line i typed ain't sick to you than i advize you read it again/

this is the one i did dissing other groups that my drama gang had run ins with over the net. we have a lot of sites that my crew has developed and dominated competition on so this is just a taste of how me and them get down.

first the street takeover than the online takeover next is the mainstream takeover. 9-11 rydaz aka the drama gang stand the F*** up.

and i shouldn't be ur favorite rapper. psst.........