charlies been locked for years but maybe you didnt know that
maybe he dead, even he was a bad act and you just a throwback
to the good old times with some bold no flow rhymes
you the guy with the fat girl arrivin an hour early for showtimes
duckin in the theatre prayin ya friends miss ya
you bother battlin? bitch you couldnt rip tishya
im playin wit ya, you do got a purty mouth though
wrap it around this so you cant make no sounds yo
good girl! ah poor little guy, dont get mad, im just jokin
play with the small kids unless your shits get bust open

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THIS RIGHT HERE HAS BEEN CERTIFIED FOR YEARS......BONAFIDE

~This cannibal couldnt eat an emcee if he was chopped up~
~I tell niggas not to run they mouth unless they wanna get popped up~
~Why... maybe because every line that i speak is dope~
~What are you thinking coming at me... your gona end up like the pope~
~The fire just sprays out my mouth everytime i open it~
~The disses i spit will leave your ass hacking and choking shit~

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Wrong place Wrong Time/
Flow2crazy gonna get dimmed out from my shine/
Im not spiithin high its just low notch/
I dim his light out from my 10 Dollar iced out watch/
He aint nuffin to brag abought/
He aint nuffin to tell/
he needs to act for Paramount/
Cuz dis nigga wont get no rap sells/
I think dat Ruff Rhyder Drag-on got better skills than you/
He flopped both albums cuz he was da worst of crew/
And im not battlin im just tryna peep my new rapper/
I chew ya rhymes up and shit em in a crapper/


goin easy for awhile

I'll make D-Rock's knees knock when this emcee drops
ya rap skills' like white b-ballers...they both need hops
get played like 5411's... have that ass reboxed (Reeboks)
find ya sweet spot; make ya crumble like some old sheet rock
ya couldn't get a piece of "pussy" if ya ass "beat box"ed
to pre-ops ugly as ewoks ...who been detoxed

just continuing the flow... got motivated...lol...

with common interests cuz you both eat cocks
don't need props, the heats hot, i leave spots...smoking like tea pots
i keep stocks of styles in lots of piles then i choose one
to make ya crews run; ringing bells like school's done

you and young mix in the same boat....
after yall spit if you win it takes a miracle wit a dash of hope...
afetr da battle peps be did you win you be like nope...
or we can get complex and interigate your form at hand....
if your mic spits kiddo your using the wrong mic man...
nor could even withstand around your neck a 2inch rubberband...
from any lany or foreign highsight i send you linguistic....
you all pussy eating kitty liter biscuits....

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Homeboy you aint got no lyrical clarity
From ghost writers he get lyrical chairty
His grill and his skill stay goin down south
Everytime i turn around he got rappers in his mouth
You da wackest MC on day site and no one cares about you
your rap so weak i couldnt bear to read it through
I bust momma jokes on dis fool
Like back in old school
Yo mama so fat she step into harlem a caused an earthquake
Dis shit was done for so long they called it the Harlem Shake
Yo mama So dumb she tripped on a cord
Ya momma so cheap that a bum nigga can afford
Yo momma so dirty she got shit stains in her car
Yo momma so dirty her tampn looks like a chocolate bar
Yo momma such a hoe she runs a 1 for 2 sale
Your raps are so weak ya record lable would pay for ya 10 dollar jail bail
So stay of da site and dont get a ghost to write
Study ya underground niggas and use they rhymes to bite
And dis nigga so fruit its kinda gettin scary
Dis nigga sweet cuz he from a basket full of berries(Check where da nigga from)

Get at me dog

~Yo momma... damn nigga you know that shits played out~
~Talk to me like that ill leave your ass layed out~
~The slugs will leave you on the ground with your life about to fade out~
~Did the rap shit for a while and it really never payed out~
~Your online right now... nigga get at me if you want some shit~
~But watch out because im about to step up my spit~

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Flow2Lazy

Homie u stay weak dog stay rappin about killin
When u a carebear nigga not even a weak villan
Im like batman got dis nigga scared bustin random sparks
He pop guns in the air cuz dis sissy scared of the dark
And what bangin u know about when u from the ill
Only people who die their is goths poppin they pills
And your flownotcrazy its just brain dead
I hoppin u aint rappin for bread
Cuz u rappin aint gonna get u fed
Wanna talk about status homie
U aint got nuffin on me
Rapverse say dis cats online
But dis cats on flatline
tryna dim out my shine
Wit da weak ass lines
So go ahead and step on ya spit
Cuz if nigga look at da bottom of you shoe
He see nuffin but shit

Homie u alright but u still garbage Stop talkin about killin when u from goodie state. I dont ever remember hearin shit about ill. crimes goin on. Ya state aint Shit compared to ATL nigga. So stop actin like u hard or somethin nigga. U a strait line nigga stay followin da rules. If u really wanna step up ya game get creative nigga cuz da rappin about killin shit 24/7 is gettin really played out homie

Let's finish this now


First off, my crew will straight just fuck you up//
and i'll merk you like usual ain't nothing to it chump//
But burnin philly to the ground neva gon happen//
you just gon make up come down south and start clappin//
i never get crushed, i just take time off//
and by the way rv i'll tell ya why this dudes soft//
He wish he could be as hard as me//
Philly squad stand up, you ain't as hard as we//
You'll neva be strong enough to stop this phrophecy//
I'll make you forget ya prewrittens, You get lost in me//
take warning kid, I will pop you//
and talking football, you see where the fuckin Falcons got you//

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That's Beast!!!!!!!!!!!!

damn, flow...lmao...the rookie got at you, son...lol... big ups to east point (ATL)...them niggaz be reppin...i lived out there for a lil bit....ahem... but back to da bizness at hand


I gave props to Atlanta, specifically, East Point
but home piece from zone 3 be droppin mad weak joints
"ya mama this, ya mama that" is played out like the Bomber hats
with matching jackets or a Goose down or niggaz with lumber jacks (shirts)
i keeps it old school - like "dookie gold" do - when i flow through
so peep da siggy - my niggy... i'll make it read... "I OWN YOU!"

Young Phrophecy

Nigga stop rappin cuz u just half assed/
For someone about prophecies ya sure stuck in the past/
Nigga i cant even remember that Diss line/
U flow below so u under my piss line/
Nigga if u cant stay ontop then homeboy just quit/
Cuz ya loosin site of ya profits and they goin quick/
And keep fuckin wit me and i'll leave ya mans dead/
You can clap back all u wont untill ya hands red/
Boy keep playin that nick nack patty wakc boy u wack/
My rhymes like c4 explode and lay ya ass on ya back/
You tryna diss me its really costin you/
Keep fuckin around and i'll get my slugz lost in you/
And around men i dont wanna be hard as you faggot/
Gay niggas burn in hell flesh eatin by maggots/
But i will let teck bang ya though/
Cock back ya neck and leave ya throat up on ya window/
Dis rap shit will get u killed and ya wify a widow/
Da bitch still a slut stay given head though/
Oh shit thats ya mom cuz i know prophets into incest/
Dis nigga sumteen yearsold still suckin on his momma chest/
Got lost in da Sex frenzy and forgot to get back at me/
So next time come at me when my lines hot not cold/
You dumb ass nigga That stay thinkin he bold/
Dont get at me for sumthin thaz forever N' 2 day old


Nigga its finished so diss da person above u and not stay on my dick for some so called "unfinished Bizness" like as if dis was R. Kelly and Jay-Z

It's on thing to finish, but another to create beef//
On the same street, you see niggaz lyin through they teeth//
Like shit was all good, but then he talks shit//
soon, he gon realize who not to fuck wit//
coolin out smilin like you king of RV//
when I single handledly destroy you and all of ya army//
cuz on real, you stay actin like you can't be touched//
can't be what? concider ya lil bitch ass stuck//
Villagepimp Pips ya ass everytime you post//
and i swear you remind me of that nigga O G Loc//
There's more niggas like you wit that same ol' shit//
and you more played out than the phrase "i'm Rick James...Bitch!"//
Cousin i'll tell you what...but do i really need to say more//
at most you a firecracka, Never touchin C4//
and get ya lil bitch young mix, he can get it too//
there's no need to say more now cuz D-Rock is through!!!!//

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That's Beast!!!!!!!!!!!!

how many times i gottah tell ur little ass ur not a prophet....
cut that wanna be lyrical like common shit out, stop it......
you was scared to bust the ducks on nintendo so dont talk guns...
your pops is a pastor, moms is a humanutarian and your sista is a nun...
you've never seent he ghetto so stop rying to spit scriptures......
cause i'll clarify your ass and turn you into an obituary picture...
no dis boi tell the truth your now exposed.......
like when your moms caught you masterbating to play girl wit no clothes...
im talkin hardly rappin to your fake wanna be verses......
you make no sense like trippin yourself on purpose.....

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Listen little nigga...

~Im talking about killing... bitch that was one bar~
~Dont even need the a-k for you... my lines leave a mental scar~
~Embedded in your brain playing over and over~
~Each time i write you know that shit gets colder and colder~
~Everytime you speak that shit just gets older and older~
~First time you came back i thought you might be tight~
~Now i realize your just a fat sack of shit reminding me of suge knight~
~Im sorry maybe i should be a little more polite~
~Nigga get at me when your really ready to put up a good fight~

All im saying is you need to know who your talking to before you come at me... how you gona say i aint putting in my work... the boys i roll with would put your whole family in the dirt...

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the new testamin ft. anxiety (must see)

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