This go's For Cinco


..:|:.. Yo ur rhyme up there was very bad for ya health ..:|:..
..:|:.. cause cinco the only thing u killt up there was ya self ..:|:..

..:|:.. dont ever try to get away witta diss on me ..:|:..
..:|:.. cause im mixxed emcee, no fuckin wit me, shoot ya leave ya ta Screem ..:|:..

..:|:.. Man im madd sick comperd to u Fucka ..:|:..
..:|:.. Cause imma diss him leave him a lyrical Sucka ..:|:..

..:|:.. This kAt likes dick so he aint nutitn sick he jusst a dumb bitch ..:|:..
..:|:.. u aint sikk wit it ur not fit ur rhyme aint hott if they lit so rappin is the game u should quit ..:|:..

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Aight B-Rad G
I know you cant rhyme on this
So Ill make it easy on you and just serve you like a stewardess
You better off rhyming at the local playground or park
Except the kids there would probly have you so scared youd think youd be gettin shot at in the dark
Its a sad thing when you start out at zero and one
Its even worse when you are in a battle cause youre rhymin against me, son

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Win #1 - Whitey313; 5-0
Win #2 - Rikachet; 5-0
Win #3 - Thug Nation; 5-0
Win #4 - Cityboi; 5-1
Win #5 - $ik; 5-0
Win #6 - BillyGunz; 5-0

Aight Boaty
Call me amatuer, your amatuer. Like the vid cams attached to your furniture
Cause your a voyuer, get a lawyer, cause im telling your secrets on a cy-pher
Your rhymes are elementary, dickriding complementary so secondary
Can probably write a commentary documentary on your gay toy inventory
Say I cant flow but i will be the one to know when i go big and blow
Cant wait to diss u slow, while your stuck to m.c'n gay strip shows

Try to rhyme to words together boaty that aint like dark and park. Everyone is laughing at how weak your rhymes are. Elevate fooool

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I say mali you say booooo

aight I'm hyped as hell right now done laid down 5 freestyles in like 15 mins here I go again

B Rad G man just shut the fuck up/
I don't give a fuck if u wanna be stuck up/
another bitch gettin cut up/
sliced and diced by a japanenese ninja/
u get served to a resturanunt and some fat fuck ate yo finger/
u fake wanna be mc tryin be a sinner/
We don't like your name now who the fuck sent ya/
this is a diss and personal memo I don't care if come out wit a demo/
it'll be wack as hell another low rate album tryin to sell/
I don't know about u but u'd better spend soem time in jail/
get to know the game and for god sakes change your fuckin name

if anyone wanna go nows the time I'm hot as hell right now I can't even write it all so I gotta record it.

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Put your little freestyles out/
Don't know'em but your boys get'em/
Ask the kid on the corner I mop the floor wit'em "SWEEP!!!"/
A nigga talk bout me he need the lord wit'em/
or guardian angel on tour wit'em/
I turn your friends against ya I make u wish u wasn't/
I'm part of your family more like a distant cousin/
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/4/acnc_music.htm

lol B Rad G don't get yourself embarassed u fuckin fake mc/
u tryin to be like that white guy from Malibu but u just can't be/
he was rich and your poor so bitch come against me if u want some more/
I'm always flowin always goin I'm like Niagria Falls wit a UFO glowin/
showin fake mc's the hard knocks of life your about as fake as fisher price/
that was the dumbest name u coulda picked atleast take a good mc/
maybe that would help the words flow off your tounge more freely/
u can't see me its a known fact/
your so fake I came to ya face wit a gat and u gave me some dap/
don't get your game confused and missused/
your ain't got nothin here your tryin to prove/
I'm tellin u I'm not a racist but I don't like fakes/
espically fakes that talk about other peoples stuff sucks its high stakes/
here on this thread be all u can be thats enough said/

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Put your little freestyles out/
Don't know'em but your boys get'em/
Ask the kid on the corner I mop the floor wit'em "SWEEP!!!"/
A nigga talk bout me he need the lord wit'em/
or guardian angel on tour wit'em/
I turn your friends against ya I make u wish u wasn't/
I'm part of your family more like a distant cousin/
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/4/acnc_music.htm

Be all u can be NOT enough said/
While i was readin yo shit...ur bitch was givin me head/
She kept tellin me how u always ignored her and as her eyes lit/
I told her to shut the fuck up and keep suckin my shit/
Now Krairo...or should i say crayola/
Drivin round in a stupid tanktop...and a sooped up Nova/
Y the hell can u say that ur the best?/
When u's a newbie...and try to delay all the rest/
Wit that wack shit, the crap script, those lyrics u spit/
Had u really believing that u'd have a number 1 hit/
Im sorry to steal ur dreams but to me it seems ur livin in a fantasy/
So sorry i murdered u drastically/
Wit this beat u aint got a choice but to react spastically/
Throw ur arms in the air and rhyme wit me/
Agreeing wit all the above said about yourself/
Like Mixed said/

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R.I.P OMB

To Be Honest...I Don't Know Why I Bothered

Mad Dog this to U and btw I ain't got a bitch I just to dick sucking and fucking chicks

Yo say I'm livin a fantasy well listin to this u fuckin pansy/
keep talkin shit I'm ready to spit/
I'll leave yo mouth so dry like you'll try to eat you own clit/
don't come at me wit some weak shit like that I've said soo many times/
if u gone diss me be on point but at least u rhymed/
don't start shit u can't finish please just think of the problems/
I can go all day wit hot shit while u get broke like condoms/
u done fucked wit the wrong one I stay flowin like yo bitch/
she leaked all over my floor went to u and still didn't snitch/

I'm out record or else I would have murdered u

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Put your little freestyles out/
Don't know'em but your boys get'em/
Ask the kid on the corner I mop the floor wit'em "SWEEP!!!"/
A nigga talk bout me he need the lord wit'em/
or guardian angel on tour wit'em/
I turn your friends against ya I make u wish u wasn't/
I'm part of your family more like a distant cousin/
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/4/acnc_music.htm

Boom!!!
Back up now, and give a girl some room,
I'm a shielded ferari and I'm bout to go *zoom*
Cus when I spit, I spit this shit so quick,
Quicker than you can say that the bitches suck yo' dick...
Is it just me, or is that the only shit u lot be thinkin bout,
a little more of that god damn shit u be lyin bout,
You think ur a pimp, but I have no doubt -
that yow dick only see the white side of ur palm, hey yo, watch out!
Hey yo, I guess thats why Krairo only got muscle in one arm,
But yo, any1 cus say this shit, so lets make it personal,
Order a herse,-n-al, deliver the funeral directly,
You might have to direct me, mother fuckers, u might aswell try detect me,
Cus in this game im ur assasin, I'll shoot ya dead, one handedly, while I'm just passin, just cruzin...
Stop off for one reason, to put more gass in,
Krairo is like a pay-and-go without the credit,
He show no respect for the female with his mottow of "pick it up and bed it" but yo, I'll let u into a secret, you dont even have to keep it,
cus he says this shit just frontin, but its more like rape cus no fuckers willin to take that shit
this fag dont attract the females so he gotta go huntin,
comes back with shit all... fucker just see's the far and of a blunt, n he's out

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Listen, lemme open this like handles...I hid behind the lamp post,
Which is weird cause i weigh as much as vandros...
So.. I Watched you try to act like Niomi Cambell
And as my counteract, crushed you like the bug beneath my sandel
Albi know she white like most the gangsta vandol's
Im too hot to handle, Twice the earth's mantle
Never take offence as long as theres a panel
Bitches always go first, look above ... Animal.

liek a battle

ok ill do it hold on let me think first

albi this is for u

albi what the fuck is wrong with u/
dissin a man bitch know your place and clean my shoes/
lick my sack as a matter a fact u got lines on your tounge like u been strokin a bat/
bitch come at me wit some more of that weak shit to get me heated/
I'ma leave you hot and drippin like a bitch I just beated/
open your mouth a little bit wider/
maybe u can get 2 cocks if your mouth if fuck your supplier/
u must be on drugs to have lost your place/
when my semen hit your tounge I left u cravin my taste/
what ever it takes that what'll I'll do to embarrass u/
how the fuck u gone call me a fake what about u/
albi sounds like a hillbilly name or an iraq common/
u fat bitch looks like u took 9 shells to yo abdomen/
how the fuck u get rolls wit a fold/
U took off your shirt and gave the doctor cold/
u need mental guidence or parental advisory/
face it u wet your pants when u caught the sight of me/
please don't even post back just face it your out/
I'll leave your face blankless like a manican wit its face out/

this could be a problem


Only dickriders post above me in cyphers givin meanin to the fake Idolatry
call your shit wonderful when it's more like public bathroom poetry
givin u death with key strokes just call my verses armageddon
have you thinkin its winter the way your family tree shedin
couldnt even kill gz if you did a drive by on crenshaw son
sweatin bullets is the closest you ever gotten to holdin a gun
now you wanna run knowin the eagle showin any minute
and put a hole in ya head so big that fat joe can jump in it
im the savior of rap so under your loss colum just put Jesus
okay you got talent .....You should.... your a rappin FETUS

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A Queer That Voted On my Battles Constently


^ even after it says if u dont understand dont vote


some people that are mods on here

wow you got a serious problem

u can't diss me so don't even try it/
so why don't u write a book then buy it/
I got u shook like Madonna comin out wit a children's book/
u doin the harlem shake before u even get hit by my troop/
don't think your somthin hotter than fire/
I'll go more than 2 rounds wit ya and have u singin through the wire/
u inspire be to become a writer or a sysdystic criminal fumbling wit a lighter/
spray ya tires wit oil sheen lit it like a torch/
when I shift gears in my game its too rugged u can't handle the torque/
so pick up pieces of wats left of ya dreams/
matter a fact just stand and lean/
and get hit wit my beam this is reality son when u die u never seen/
u imaginary like the line called the equator/
my bites hurt worse than Dirt McGirt shit ask my taylor/
I don't wear suits I like throwbacks better/
u say I'm a fetus but your just a caterer/
u bring niggas they food like some kind of waiter/
except u get your hands stuck the plate like a chronic masturbator

*I fucked up a word so don't think I added a line*

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Put your little freestyles out/
Don't know'em but your boys get'em/
Ask the kid on the corner I mop the floor wit'em "SWEEP!!!"/
A nigga talk bout me he need the lord wit'em/
or guardian angel on tour wit'em/
I turn your friends against ya I make u wish u wasn't/
I'm part of your family more like a distant cousin/
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/4/acnc_music.htm