ur raps are bad as ur mumma's minge, everytime you open ur mouth u squek like an old croacked door hinge//
dont speak to me, ur voice hasn't broken, and until it has im the one who has spoken//
the only way u can get high, is to bully little brats,
but the other night it was the other way round, it was u who was recieving all the smacks,//
this guys is so new to R 'n' B, and he looks as guilty as the BBC,
wen im standin in trial of the murder u, u little pussy, no1 will care cos it wont be a calamity,//
ur a wannabe rapper who needs to wake up from ur dreams,
wen ud dying in ur sleep, no1 win hear ur screams,//
my raps are like the gensis the bible, im god and ur da devil, so u aint liable,//
at rappin i am the god, ur whole rhyme is bout to subside, cos wen Jesus walked on water, i beat him to the other side//

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Everyone In Frontlines ' Gives Up ' While Battling Me -Rappin' Master

I Have Roosters Going All Day Long Becuase I'm Rising - Grass Hopper

Kick Ur Arse To You U Say "stop,As My Gun Goes "POP"-lil jon

Do You Want This? Its Death And Now Theres No Suicicde - Genie