nigga com'on dog u kno my ryhmes are always goin esclate
like ya avater ya ryhmes suck u the 1 who needs 2 elevate

cause ya ryhmes a joke like a kindergaren drawin wit colorful crayons
nigga u fuckin wit blacq-ink my words is dirtyer than ya sisther used tampons

qiuck one... lol

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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

black ink this for you boy...the gorvernor has sent the K.G.B



black ink i'm the baddest
austeeno why you go easy on the faggot
You supposed sharpen your axe and let him have it
He'll get his ass kicked
for being softer than fabric
elevate you must do
You did'nt sneeze
But my lines have blessed you

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Biggie was always better than Pac, ready to die vs tupacolypse now which was better

Rip you apart With My hands..and make this Kid Carlos BARE - it..
Like a trama in ChildHoods..I'd Kill your scripts while you Stare-in..
wack at lyrics and shitty in Audio..Your a Front of Hardness...
Just Like Fabio..your justa Side Kick Like LuiGie, I'd be Mario . . . .
you get no dates Similar to Phat Hoes..
Bones weak Like your fuckn LACK- TOES..Of milk and rymes you lack flows
your justa a Begginer shown by your One syllable rymes..I'm past Those...

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You think you "killin in Cali"? I leave you feelin badly, When I shut down your "board games" like "milton bradly", You dont deserve this, They say It's split and I guess the Earths his, Burn you quicker than when herbs lit, The outcome of these punches is a couple burst lips, Unable to measure what my lyrical girth is........

this dude vision is impaired, splited by fear/
seeing doubles? then u shouldn't type on here//
Guess What? there's a thing called Glasses it's something that you should have/
a perscription on those will help, cuz ya vision is that BAD //
all blinded by the punches, u lyrically suck kid/
i entrall kats like you, leavin' em disfunctioned//

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The Only Mami rockin' that BLUE!

You think you split visions? well i devide site
Wack verses talent you first im secon got it guy?
I trickle down punchs, but these arent rain drops
these are falling fist that go up to make ya head bob
now dog le me see 50 cent to show you howda rob
fucka pop gunny ill make you faint ima heartthrob

Switch up
you bitch fuck
but you dont wemon sex
Thisa style You WISH you could see connect
dont unda stand yet?
lemmie get you facen facts
like i show court cases
have your letters fallin liek matrix
spike bars so whenya bite it flows taseless
lacking flavor when you spitten try salt
punchs get you a splitting heahache - mine or your sigs fault?

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outcome came in last and out the closet
wearin mamas dresses and fuckin the bathtub faucet, i got a salad, wanna toss it?
a rare one like t-bones undercooked on the skillet
your minds half full so no fear for you to spill it
bite rhymes like pitbulls and vampires
tiptoe around my lyrics like acrobats on high wires
less word play than scrabble, i control mics-you dabble, i speak ill-you babble
you need to change your diaper, come back clean, hit up the next cypher, you're two minute, i'm a lifer

R-o-u-x, i see the info at the bottom to know what it means/
but dang why u gotta get a brief discription that long,to be seen?//
a book worm, who wanna know everything, tryin' to educate/
i bet you still a kid, packin' a dictionary to elevate//
faucets, thatz just sick, u mentally twisted/
i see other heads on this site, with rhymes they dish out is ballistic//

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The Only Mami rockin' that BLUE!

word for life, i'll stop this mid-wife mid-line before she starts a crisis/
she never tryed 'bis, don't let her avatar make conclusions on whos-the-highest/ (look at her avatar)
she aint nothin but 'BAD-NEWS', like a 'OBITUARIE'/ (look at her location)
when i give the 'SPICE-to-GIRLS', im not talkin about 'GINGER-or-SCARY'/
you aint down with a blue-crew, i could give you a 'PAW-PRINT', and you still couldnt have a 'BLUE-CLUE'/
im-through-with-you, you just-got-ripped, but it aint nothin-new-to-you//

another keystyle, no time put into it.

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"you could watch a 'CARTOON', and still couldent 'SEE-ILLEST-RATED' (illustrated)"
..iLLeSt RaTeD..
.. RaTeD tha iLLeSt..
..º1º..

You may be illest-rated, but that means you're cartoon,
Which means you're for children who'll be growing up soon,
That in turn means that you'll quickly run out of fans,
Leaving you with only mickey mouse and daffy as your mans,
And as for rated the illest, that be out of who?
Because so far all i see is your ego and you...

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@iLLeSt RaTeD

Nosfer now, as hot as a fosfer round, makin u drop to the burial ground/
Illestrated doesn't even know about nouns, and i'm gonna sell his flesh by the pound/
you shouldn't even be on R&b if you consider it//
Cuz ur barely a man, ur still illiterate//
But aslong as your here i'll rip on you if i must/
the only way your the highest is after u smoke that dust/
If i were you i wouldn't check the Obituaries in that paper//
cuz you'll be there tomorrow morning after this new caper//
i know your runnin now cuz your scared of nosfer's flavor//
I'd be suprised if she even looks at ur dis, but u really can't blame'er//
your a lame herb, i hope u catch an aneurism of this, cuz R&b would be alot safer//

Kid your Really just another Example of an I - Net - Nerd..
Afraid to Battle cuz your Wack..shown from your Record..
Your bitch is On my Nuts and you scared to Admit I'd Fuck Her
Your Un Experienced..Not Knowing the Diss when i Call you a Clucker..
Mutha Fucker's Like aflack you a DUCKer..I'd fuck your Mother..
but i'm doin you a favor and Keeping you An only Child, without a Brother.
your a Sucker..and wack as shit..R.b's Hoping you Dont Post Another..

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@KiLLa_CaLi

First thing off you ain't no killa, cali/
The only thing u've killed is your game, milton bradley/
Your nothing but a toy, you shouldn't even rap for fun//
How u gonna bring up battling records if you 0-1//
You dont even understand half the punches i will inflict/
my girl would never get with you, cuz u dont even have a dick/
are you calling me a chicken or duck? i dont understand//
And u couldn't get my moms pregnant cuz u lack the prostate gland//

Now who is this Nosfer..your Hopeless Lke a Legless Kick Boxer..
And yeah Your Bitch I'd Rock'er..While you Play Sweety Leavin Flower's In Lockers.
Yeah I'm 0-1, but you Winnin me Is A No-son..Your faker then Chuck-e-cheese Tokens.
Im sick of weak rappers who dont Know Me..Your hands Your Only Friend without Him your Lonley, your Dick you Dun Shown Me..
it's Short Like your Skill fa Real..Swinger...Pull you around and Away Like a Wind-Mill.
Still..My wins against you would be Over the Hill..Over forty Fuck your Homies..
Wack is what they'd Show Me..Claimin there Thugs then Playin John Elton Oldies..

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