wow dawg wot drugs are u on?//
look at ur wack raps, didnt ur ma tell u to keep ur trap trapped?//
talking about dieing im feeding of this verse ill burn u to hell and still rob ur purse!//
im lethal, ill inject u wit evil//
gay ass rapper u be, im the homophobic queen tht will scalp u clean//

Oh shit BAD RAP i like the way u suckin my dick
but wit comin at me ya career ends extremely quick
they call me playboy for a reason bitch
juss ask ya chick my backshots make the hoe harlem shake and twitch
its cool though lil homie tryna get at me to get starter shine
its like me rockin 30G chains and u stuck on starter shines
i juss started this rapbattle shit cuz on bored
but get at me next round doggie
cuz u juss got whored
FAGGOT

Guess who....Bounce just stepped in the room/
The person above... I'm about to consume/
I got no beef playboy but I'll deliver your doom/
Animate then violate you in the realm of cartoons/
ORCHASTRING YOUR ETERNAL CHAOS AND GLOOM/
THE VERY LAST SOUND YOU HEAR IS THAT OF A BOOM/
Radiation released from my nuclear shroom/
My advesary deceased and confined to a firery tomb/
Incinerate your every molicule and sub particle in a plume/
In this heated exchange eveyone's quick to assume/
They'll be the last man standing is what they presume/
A pathethic intellec with no dialec just another buffoon/
I just diss-missed this mindless babbeling baboon/

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

In the realm of the shadow the clandestine agents of decimation wait in a higher state of awareness metaphysically manifesting thier agenda via our subconcious receptors... To be continued

only reason they call u playboy... is cuz u posin for it/
fuckin drag queen even got fake, implanted-tits/
njz, couldn't spit hot shit if he had dragon's breath/
if you keep messin with me, boy i'm gonna be ur death/
put u in the ground, six feet down, sleepin-with-the-maggots/
i'll be laughin cuz i finally got rid-of-this-faggot/

dawg your fucking name says it all// the fact that im better then you is something to 'recall'//bad rap is your name in this site, nigga your sad//(as in u fucking suck),but turn that shit around and you rap bad//your lyrics suck and so do you//my lines sliced your body and lyrically murdered you//your shits over you cant spit again in your life//my lyrics confined you and you got slaughtered by my knife

purple haze swears he's a pimp in his sig, he nuthin but a whimp/
i'll beat this bitch so hard he'll dance around like a chimp/
don't think ur tough cuz u call ur self purple haze/
purple is the official faggot color, shit, ima leave u in a daze/
says people hate him cuz he got more game/
we ain't talkin bout playstations man, i got more fame/
i'll pick u up by ur collar and drop u like a rat in a maze/
you better retire form RB and become a pastor, just like MA$E/

DAWG STOP IT WIT YOUR BULLSHIT RAPS,
YOUR TALKIN OUT YOUR ASS THAT MEANS YOUR RHYMES ARE CRAP/
YOU DESERVE A SLAP FOR TRYIN TO COME IN THE GAME/
YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF,
CUZ YOUR WHOLE FLOW NEEDS ALOT OF HELP/
BUT NOBODY WILL EVA GIVE IT TO YOU/
THEY RATHER SIT BACK AND LISTEN,
TO WHATS GONNA COME OUT YOUR MOUTH NEXT/
CUZ IT MAKES US ALL LAUGH WHAT YOU WRITE IN YOUR TEXT/
YOUR WEAK, YOU GOT NO FLOW/
U LIVE UP 2 YOUR NAME/
U GOT NO SKILLS BUT STILL TRY TO ENTER THE GAME/
UR GOIN AGAINST THE GRAIN/
YOU'LL NEVA GET THROUGH/
SO STOP WUT YOUR DOIN CUZ EVERYBODY'S MAKIN FUN OF U!!!!!!!

yo, deeni likes to talk a lotta shit, when he can't back it up/
if he walks down the wrong alley, this nigga gonna get fucked up/

talkin shit sayin that i don't have n e flow/
tell me, when do "help" and "you" rhyme...stupid hoe/

does he actually think that, that was a rap?/
seems like he typed his whole rhyme with a finger that snapped/

so yo, next time in a cypher don't post under me/
cuz even though ur a faggot, i don't like men tryin to blow on me/

ya need to get on with that, i hope your respondin back/
you best be alarmed though Joe comes armed with raps/
postin under you's the only way your raps above mine/
ya name suits you well, kid, ya raps smells like fungi/
type all day and you cant lay what i do in one line/
above you so far you confuse me with the sunshine/

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""Accustomed to trample on the rights of others, you have lost the genius of your own independence and become the fit subjects of the first cunning tyrant who rises among you." --Abraham Lincoln, speech, September 11, 1858

yo look at dis wannabe 'joebird'//
he kept on talking but only shit was heard//
his lyrics are crap no wonder he sucks so bad//
niggas mom has a bigger dick then him so he gets mad//
its ok 'joe' you dont have to be ashamed//
ur not the only one my lyrics washed-away//
this shits over im done with this 'newbie'//
my lyrics cause your mind to hear noises like you were watchin a loud movie

purple haze, i'll circle you for days/
use the sword in your avat. to cut off ya leg/
you cant mess with joe/
fuck ya leg im choppen ya left testical/
sew it on your forehead to make the lesson known/
ya dickhead, end up in the woods with the sticks red/
ya dont rep the hood, all ya reppin is ya gimp leg/

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""Accustomed to trample on the rights of others, you have lost the genius of your own independence and become the fit subjects of the first cunning tyrant who rises among you." --Abraham Lincoln, speech, September 11, 1858

Information for Joebird, this is quite absurd/
this is my first time at this forum and I already see your a nerd/
You must have broken wings/
When we trow down you can use nijitsu or karate/
Bad news for ya/
I pack a shotty/
They wont be able to identify your body/
Your giveing me the impression/
You wana get involved in my rap submission/
Put your body in the woods and have the CIA questions/
1st lession dont try and go against Mr.Yuckus/
Im known to cause a Ruckus/
Just dont trust us\

i chose my weapon, a needle that comes infected/
with various viruses that i injected next to ya necklace/
plus im glad you saw me first in this thread/
since you saw me first from now on just call me Dad/
cause child you need support, but my lyrics desect ya/
i guess im bad father, with my beer and my hefer/

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""Accustomed to trample on the rights of others, you have lost the genius of your own independence and become the fit subjects of the first cunning tyrant who rises among you." --Abraham Lincoln, speech, September 11, 1858