(VERSE)

First of all rookie
You asking for more beef
then you can handle//
You dont want a part of me
I carry more heat then a camel//
Nicca's getting turned like TV,S//
Im changing your channel's//
One battle with me//
and you'll no longer need a man in your anal//

So why the fuck you trying to challenge a stranger//
By the way....
The only pussy i smell
Is your mom's... when i bang her//
When im done
you can come over
And just clean the stain's up//
And dont stare at my dick bitch//
I know it stay raised up//
And always in the paper's//
Cause i did date rape her//
And if you want to smell what im cooking
Come sniff on these love vapor's//...

You a bitch nicca only pretending to be hard//
It's so obvious
Cause you only wanting to battle me 8 bar's//
What is this a joke?...lol
or your time to spit with a star//
It makes me no difference
cause im gone lay you down with your scar's//
I must can really spit
Cause I done put some shit in your heart//
It must be something bout you
wrote true put in them bar;s//

Nicca settle down
cause i done told you shit not personal//
But since you wanna come at me
Im gone send you a hurt flow//
You aint never had no ancesters beat to the floor//
So why you comming at me
like im suppose to feel some remorse//
I'd rather do a drive by
and blow you off of your porch//
Then go to the grave yard
and dig up your great grand mother's corps//
Then put gas on her
so you can understand the source//

The source of the street's//
and why my people carry that heat//
400 years ago we got shot for learning to read//
A husband had to watch his wife
get raped,,,
Then burnt to her knee's//
But now you want me to show you
some type of concern for your beef?//
Well fuck you.
and four other mutha fucka's who do hate me//
I write just how i feel
and i carry my own belief's//

You couldnt do a daum thing
to change the way that i feel//
This is no longer a battle....
This is about being real//

Not how many gats you got....
or how many nicca's you've killed//
Behind your pc writting telling lies for real//
Putting up a front to make to some body think
that you got skill's//
This is a rap site where the ill recognize ill//
If you looking for a fight.... ..
you need to fight for a deal//
and dont judge unless you know.....
that you can climb that hill//

Other then that dude
You can say what ever you like//
Rule number one....
Always exspress your self on the mic,//
and never tell nobody less
When you know that you nice//
Never degrade your self
to give some other mc light//

Rule number two.
If they given you pointer's ..
You can take em//
Some mc's help and some mc's fake em//
Either way....
you can take em or brake em//
So fuck being a follower.....
Be a leader....
and the one who make's em//

Rule number three....
You dont have to do battle to impress//
Even if they tried to lesser you
to rap against there best//
They put you up agains that man....
cause they cant see your chest//
Jealous mutha fucka's alway's trying to put you to the test//

Rule number four......
final one....
and most importantly//
If you post more then others....
They gone hate on you shortely//
Trying to talk about my bar's to long.....
then say it's boring//
Well i got you mutha fucka's fighting over my stories//

So what's the point in that...
When half of yall calling me wack?//
This is more then a battle.....
Im uh battle you with the fact's//
You replying on my fuckin ryme's like your name's was Nas//
But im uh be like tupac bitche's!!
still i rise//

This is far from being over....
Im uh stake my claim//
If i was telling lies...
I wouldnt have a trace of your
name's//
The undertaker was the first
that tried and take on my game//
Thats why i put him in the back seat.......
and then switched lain's//

You like lint when im broke bitch.....
your just loose change//
You dont got enough body or frame......
to over throw my crain//
You lack the skill's to express.......
you'll prolly call me some name's ........
That's what amatear,s do........
when they lack the skill's to explain//
You'll prolly tell me this and that......
Just to brighten your name//.......
To sugar coat your bitch flow......
cause you aint tight as me mayn//
but it's all good....
cause god created us all in the same body)
but that dont mean you got intellectual brain's
to stop me //

You gotta think.......
This is a battle...but you aint spoke truth//
My mind is like the cleaners.....
im uh bring the press to you//
what's the mater?
you mad cause im really better then you//
Did you call me out....
cause you had some friends to ride with you
Dick ride to see you threw//
Cause i dont need picture's
Bitch when you living proof//
Im sick of you leave's
Trying to brings tree's to my root's//

Nicca i will rip out your teeth
and leave em layed on the cradle.......
fuck the fairy
I will dismantel you;
and lable you disabled//
Nicca im more then the capable//

Im highly intelligent.......
Leaving nicca's pride shrunken to the size of a pepper mint//......
your thought's are of a elephant//.....
you'll never forget who ripped you,//
and that scrub infinity.....
That bitch can really get it too//
You can bring your whole crew
I kill squads.....
Crush soloest.....
So what the fuck is this shit....
that you was suppose to do?// .
You better grab that man next to you......
Before i put the text to you............
Fuck trying to battle a king
You can find the exit dude//

You can take this personal if you want....
but im uh spit for real//
You couldn't run a verse....
If your flow's were wrote on tread mill's.......
if you had gill's you still couldnt spit with skill's......
If your name was riply's.....
I still wouldnt see you as real........
My flow is like a bowl of hot soup....
I'll burn if i spill........

That mean's if you comming at me
with your flow......
You better be ill ..........
Im like ...CRYPTONITE....
so fuck you if you made of steal!

You got a lot of nerve to say im prewritting.....
You cant be real ............
Your like a empty prescription bottle,,,,,,,
so here's your refill

Atleast when i write long...
I can write some shit
And you can relate to it//
but thats another reason for you to hate......
Cause you cant do it

Nicca my influence is strong........
the breed is thurro
So fuck you if you think im prewritting.........
the heat in the barrel!!!!!!!!!!
mutha-fucka

__________________
My level of battle
is your problem.
Not minds.
So dont toss me
till to you tried me.
This is my ring.
You cant box me.
I'll drop rocky.
I've climbed the mountain's
Making all contenders obsolete.
All you bitches is running like
water fountain
knocking me!!

Defeat list
Young Beezy
out come:5-o
Lost Battles:none
out come
none

this shit was long as fuck. in all of ur rambling, i couldn't keep this goin. sorry if i'm wrong, but did this flow when u wrote it? n if so, did u read it afterwards?

this looks like a sleepy flow, it was so long that it was boring. you could of atleast told a story.