I'm not tryin to face defeat/
come face to face wit heat/
or get laid out in da middle of da street/
I'll Keep movin even if you severed my feet/
I'll walk on my ankles till they start to bleed/
I'm a man motherfuckas, I don't follow I lead/

Why do most people rap like Tupac,
Like "Youll die in about 1 or 2 shots"
Some of 'em aint ghetto, all they do is listen to their BoomBox
So they pretend they are, but in the end they'll see who's hot
Once they realize it's J-Rad, they'll turn gay and start wearing Blue Socks
And they ex-girls will call me Papa, Haha

nigga when i spit im hittin down long 2 short range targets
ya whole body a mark especialy ya head thats where the gun bullit will park-it
nigga ya words u spit aint understandable lik a 90 year old wit no teeth
tryin to speak,
and if u dear step up 2 the plate i'll leave ya brains on the corner like skid marks in a shitty's man brief

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yall niggaz just like the u.s.army bein all u can be
but u fuckin wit the king so show respect and bow 2 ya knees

I rap what I want and I spit krazy lyrics of fire
With a bass so strong it can damage your amplifire
Hittin on a chronic blunt hopin to get higher
Have it hit my head and start me like hot wire
I utter words that cause peeps brains to explode
it's an attempted murder for me to go on rap mod

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Westbanka Radah vs Quick With

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When I spit I make niggas feel neglected
But when niggas battle me i put them to sleep like they was narcoleptic
I spit flames, burn down studios
I smash foes, plus i dry niggas weak flows
Its like a prison the way you dealin with heavy bars
I walk the streets with a magnum to demolish ya squad

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[.Diabolic:.]

Wit out a beat I spit flames that cause a massive heat wave-
Fuck a 3rd degree you get creamated, and ya rep. a deep grave-
I over come obstacles like Jay Z first apperance in the industry-
Yall been slept on me homie & I'm one of the bettah str8 from the street-
Where I pull the chrome metal piece from undah my fleece-
Cause bitches and snitches is lurking around the block and is flooded wit police=
I'm selling for least to bring in all kinda clientell-
On the block or the corner where I'm at you wont sell-
So fuck it, give it up, what the hell=
Are you trying to blaze me for-
when I hold the detnator to yo door, that is blocked wit c4-
You a dumb ass niggih but not anymore=
Ya stakes is gone, ya plans is gone-
And you cant leave nah cause ya plates is wrong-
Nah shut the fuck up next time and just let me use the phone-
You pop bitch, talk shit, get hit, real quick, wit a mack to the dome.
Yo I'm just freestylin niggih, leave me alone.

man, i'm sick and tired of cleaning my room
wish i could invent a magical broom
it'd sweep and dust and even hide shrooms
and while it works whistle a tune
i'm just bored as fuck on this monday night
wish i had a light or someone to fight

If y’all would just sit down, and stop harassin’ me, I think I now could shut shit down, and drop your ass and me/
This gun to your face is no illusion, I’ll break in your face like an intrusion, What if this, if that, this what if shit, fuck that/
Just do what you think, but if ya bring life’s dice to the table don’t blink, Your not eternal, Your battle ship can sink/
Your kinda maternal, My words are tec nines, they wreck lines, disrepect rhymes, direct times, to the end of times/
Genocide, suicide, homicide, There ain’t no place to hide, Kill the Village, Cuz Village is Killer, Mafuckin’ Thriller, Blood Spiller/
Kill Village or Village kill, Village fill mortuaries and obituaries, Leave ‘em leavin’ in caskets, those faggots, We jumped ‘em like jack rabbits/

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here i am da beast from da east coast 2 rip here on rapbattle
i spit venomous rhymes & flows dat leave a muthafucca'z brain rattled
da name is LC aka Loose Canon str8 psycho nigga here 2 shake diz bitch up
i spit lethal lyrics dat hit ya like when i bust my glock & u betta watch out or get ur head chopped
diz is just a freestyle i thought of a few minutes ago 2 express how i get down
afta 2 or 3 battles i will prove 2 erbody dat i'm da best all around

When ya bitch gimme bobble head my throtte it becomes a loose cannon
My guns got a cop radar like doplar, pop, drop and shock haters like city toppler
When the sun come out, Tommorow... you'll waddle in your sorrow and borrow
The next 5 lines, cuz my rhymes like dimes, they get you high, no lie, you're shallow
The next 5 times, my rhymes disect you into lines, bicep choke you, you were told
That Village is Killer, a mother fuckin' thrilla, blood spilla, verses illa than your cold

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i aint j-kwon even doe i make all da girls tipsy...
Dey call me Milk Cuz nobody wants Beef wit me..(beef n milk is wrong 2getha)
I keep gats at waist like dey was ma belt...
u cant even spit u 'mist' and dats y ya flow cant be felt...*can barely feel mist*
I got so much wordplay i use dictionarys for fun....
if peeps talk 2 einstien on dis site..dey will tell him "i think we found ur son"(LMAO)
I be at corner stores rappin 2 Car horn Beats....
Im like da bottom of ya sneakers cuz i stay on da streets...
niggas flea when dey see me Im da next sickest EMcee....
ma strength i bend trees buy bentleys,Cuz I make all dem BEnji's...(Benjimens)

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...i didnt pick this, sorry i gotta knock u out wit da quickness...
...Dey say Dis trick slick, Not even tylenol can cure my sickness...
...I dont mess wit hoes i jus get da Pro sluts...
...Ya 13 man crew will be left like a bakers dozen of Doughnuts...

yo yo yo dis ya boi E-Syde Thug, kummin threw blastin slugs/
puttin six shells ta ya chest, puttin ya damn soul 2 rest/
its about to be another tradegy, cats gettin assinated like B.I.G/
niggaz albums is floppin more than Vlade in tha post (Vlade Divac Basketball player), its a party in ya girls mouth and im tha host/
i aint got no bullets but im bout 2 put tha clip in and pop ya, these catz are horrible i rather sit threw an opera/

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Say Hello To My Little Friend

i saw sum good shit just da otha day while i was driving by in my car
2 bitches kissing & feeling on each otha while standing in a driveway from afar
so i went ova there just 2 c wut i could get into wit dem
ask dem 2 could i join dem inside dey crib & dey told me yeah just cum on in
aftawards i got in 1'z guts 4 20 mins, den i got in da otha'z guts 4 20 mins on da couch
lastly, i turn dem ova & fucced both of dem doggystyle 4 10 mins den i bounced

niggaz hate on me cuz i fucc all dey bitches on da regular basis
when dey cum by lookin 4 me wantin 2 cause static their da reason y i catch alot of cases
eva nigga on here except 4 a few, r str8 trash & their ass is thru
dey r has beens & slow dying, get a career in acting cuz dat'z all dey do
act like their hard, act like their bout it, but really do dey want beef shit i doubt it
i don't run 4 shit, & always da last on da scene, which means bitches like y'all should wake up, face reality, & stop living in their dreams

im bored feel like spittin gangsta rite now...lol..im bored

u kno when u up against blaq-ink that aint no game its serious
yall want 2 be thugz..bad actors like ludacris in 2 fast 2 ferious
if u wanna spit bac i'll rip out ya tonge so u cant talk
and if u wanna brawl i'll slice ya legs off so u cant walk
so if u see blaq that ass better be thinking of a funieral home
cause u wont be able to wit a fuckin basket-ball size slug in ya dome
let ink kno u bout it,u kno im fuckin loco
u a baller lets see how a bullit looks between the sign in ya head band logo
~1~

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yall niggaz just like the u.s.army bein all u can be
but u fuckin wit the king so show respect and bow 2 ya knees