yo im commin live striat up from CT, go ahead crack try to rap against me,
not dope at all
this shit aint hard, jus flow some words, make it go together thats a rap ya heard, and sont try to steal shit from 50, ur rhymes straight up fake but mine sound nifty, im form a city,
umm are you dissing someone nice rhyming though
where all i do is rap dawg, head to NY chasin kats wit gats Dawg, and ur metaphores gotta make some sence, i pack nugs in my pocket long and dence, my shit is intence,
not solid punch
me and D-money gonna climb dat fence, u know where were commin from dont hide ur face, its a mutha fuckin rapgame not a turtle race, one more thing when u rhyme try to make ur shit more than one scentence, and try to repentence, some shit that works dawg cant u hence,
used some aight multies but not a good punch
now that ya spent dont come round here, unless u got some shit that i want to hear. big it up to ma dawg terror
no. not hard hitting at all
This kid Steppin to me like he big callin me a Hoe//
But he must not know hes gonna get Ripped in my Flow//
UziMaximus?Why did u take ur name from "Gladiator"//
But ur still tryin to reach my level while i ride the Escalator//
first part is a decent personal 2nd is blah
You should learned ur lesson when King Tore You Up//
My Rhymes get more attention then a Full House at Rupp//<--(UK's Stadium)
nice punch
Maybe next time u wont run Your Punk Ass Lips//
Cause i blazed u harder then a Whole Block of Crips//
aint feeling this too much
Your Now danglin on Your Mic,Hangin by Your Final Strand//
I dont hit with my Hand,I Verbally Abuse u so dont wonder u cant Stand//
nice multies
overall terror took this battle with ease