^LOLOL...owned....

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Homie u aint even worth my best/Much less my worst/now gettin shit off my chest/Im gonna start with u first/Truly hoe u dont wanna see me/Im da type of G to leave ya ass behind dem trees/Look at ya chest/got red vision for pricision so i can getcha hoe/poision dip hollows tips gone splitcha when i fuckin hitcha do/Commin flagged wrapped ski mask so you betta know/Empty shells from da berreta got getcha on da flo/Dex couldnt touch me when lucky/look funny when whem smaller niggas tryna fuck me bitch/fuckin burryin a niggas/ATL Stomp em into a fuckin ditch/Niggas wit em by assoction u gonna get it to/Rag up on my face black or blue,jus like im wit ma crew/U can get it now or later/Im a trigga mastabator/Snapin on ya bitches like a fuckin gator/Pussy asswhite boy was hopin i wouldnt come back/Cuz i stay so fuckin straped/Not a rubber dick just ya rapid avarage automatic gat/When is send em with venom its gonna start da burnin up into his flesh/Im solid as a Rock fuck ass crackas who keep wishin to test

Getcha block mop bitch

yo call me a pussy thats fine you are what you eat
wait that make you a dick, cock or a fuckin pete.
so don't fucking mess that like takin a jugernaut
fuck thug life, you fuck wit me ill kill you if you a thug-or-not
lyrically im better-then-you make more cheddar-then-you
the whole world forget-about-you cuz ill allways be a-head-of-you

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i can smash atoms dismantle mics when i grab them/
if this fools verse were talibans iraqis wouldn't back em/
i'll raise his back like pokemon blaze attacks/
play games with ya spine and watch the maze collasp/
these words are rapture and you are masterbating/
just a slave hand get lynched and master's waiting/
you ain't fuckin with gun ya fingers's asexual/
iron write ya life off with bullet that's textual/
perplexual i'll perfect plex you into submission/
and i know that you bite lines like ya had a subscription/
the only assassination is at the buffet lines/
holdin the split peas hostage yellin "all this be mine"/
iron is cold blooded i'll touch ya with brain freeze/
shit this diss chokin ya throat till it's ganggreen/
no respect i'ma even spell ya name wrong (DEE-ROQ)/
you couldn't spit fire even if you swallowed naplam/

(YOU CAN'T BE HARD CORE GANGSTA TYPING FOOL!!!)

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They said the heavy spitters'll come out - But lyin man..
How can I take you serious.. Ya sig contains iron man..
Im toyin wit fam.. shit diss me.. never mind it'll linger..
Think you hard cuz you got Ken stickin up his middle finger?
I got the real brain freeze see.. Im what you aim to be..
He couldnt be blessed wit a flow if Jesus came on 'eem..
See how I rip raps?.. My scripts equals claps..
You may make heads turn.. but when I do it people snap..
Grow a dick... Pray to GOD you get my rod niccaaa...
Fuck if ya heart's a mp3.. Im fuckin wit a Ipod niccaaa..

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oohh shit young rico it's the cool mutha fucka/
yeah styles like ya sigs chest tryin to fool mutha fuckas/
even if you implant game this niggas liable to crash/
he couldn't tell the difference from mp3 and ipod if it was his ass/
i'm vintage dominate scrimmages with lyrical spinach/
i pop eyes like rubber bands shootin down ya finish/
you right you make head turn and get snaps/
but ain't that what they do in gay clubs for ass claps?/
touche' your real name is Rene Boo V. Yay/
you got frisco fags peep ya verse sayin" OOO HE'S GAY?"/
it's over get to steppin in ya sundress/
i'm let these fags beat ya sayin "he done started some mess"/

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U dont want none once im rollin somethin stank like a tub of lard/When blow i send The iron to da scrap yard/Marvel Heros aint got nuffin on the Capcom/When pullin triggas/Bustin flames burnin like its napalm/Ya cap gone/Bullets gone off in into ya dome/Black handel desert Eagle and u know da rest is fuckin chrome/I was holdin weapons and dope when i was readin iron man books/Now im on da curve Slangin Gettin all these mans hooked/Watcha u do aint really none of my bizness/Ya fat ass can keep ya head in dem books tryna match viral sickness/Stay close to me homie u mite get sick and start to be jus a little ill/Either way u still catch a cold from fuckin wit me or gettin killed/run up to me and you'll be feelin on dis coldsteel

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ok Ms. Indeph/ i see u aint Blind/But u sure is Deaf/When have u everd herd me relate myself to tupac/i just do it two shots from glock/Commin from da drop to ya weak ass block/I know u nigga hatin thatz why u tryna fuck on D-Rock/Ayo homo Only bitches not snitches got ride D-Cock/and nigga fuck da fame i let da dollar represent ma name/As long as im decently payed/Im gonna remain off in dis game/Puttin niggas like u to shame/Call me a fire spittin dragon how i spit da flame/Eyes fire Red wit infra red blingin on ya forhead/So when i release da lead playboy/Ya niggas know ya ass dead/But let me quit talkin about the killin shit for a moment/You throw punches at ma face they will never land on it/I got a heart of cold steel so dis shit break/I got niggas bakin cane wit soda for me/So my cash flowin in like lake/So thaz my answer to da shit that i dont C-Rocks/I got other niggas slangin for me/So niggas please stop/Now lets talk avatars/Cuz how dis shit is bizare/Look nigga really peep this/are you on Young Jeezy nuts/Or U tryna kiss ass on Jadakiss/Its like u worthless nigga Too scared to put his face on da scene/Dont wanna be seen/Scared niggas my recognize him on da T.V./So i guess he has to steal real thug niggas identities/Only reason my pic aint up cuz i dont pose for cameras/Try and diss me again nigga/And everybody gonna see how ima expose ya bamma

Hah!!!
.."please!!!..somebody tell em quick his career is over"..//
call em self D-rock??...he more like baking soda...//
Pure cut...aint nuthin about him says raw...not even close//
peep his post//
"I got a heart of cold steel"..dont you see him FOLKS!!//
hes a wanna be immitaiting another speaker on rap verse//
hes dead...just with out tha church, preacher an a black herse..//
so get ur khak-purse an putcha rhymes in it...//
I know ur back hurts fah gettin fucked..so putcha ur mind in it!!!!(dick suckah!!)

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Ayo frank yeah nigga u really something else/Come at me wit rhymes from another dusty dollar shelf/Man u gonna get no where buying from a wackass ghost wrighter/Cuz i'll light u up like gasoline held right over a lighter/Im like usher wit da way im a letcha bitch ass burn/So many bitches tryna fuck so nigga wait cha fuckin turn/U aint gonna make it to heaven/when i hitcha chest/Wit da loaded mac 11/........24/7 starpped up wit my chromed out shovel/ 2 slugs commin out da champer left wit just a smokin barrel/After its all done/Im a lay ya down right wit da devil/Shoot you one more time in da dome cuz i dont want u to live/When i aint on dis Xeno phil i'll even aim right at ya kids/It aint over till i put 1 up in ya head/Have ya ass dyin/Now u livin wit da livin dead

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Lol ok how you gangsta when ya ass is from da U.K./ I would laugh my ass off if i hear u say "DIE YOU BLOODY NIGGERS" why sprayin ya plastic k/Dis nigga da opposite from da hoe J'lo/Cant get a blow job/So Call him da played out Han solo/Cuz he be in his mommas basement/Wit his hand going solo/When i got war wit ya proper bitch/Nigga go solo/I'm like Rambo/Loadin da mags up/Im Ragged up/He dont throw up G's/He salad toss dem fags up/I do dis rap shit for fun/Run and gun trick/Dis faggets drinks two kinds of cum/Lickin bums wit a dick and clict/I leave ya ass dead off on any street in da UK/I burn down ya house whenIpluck da roach /After im done puffin on da hay/I look at dis nigga profile as it says he back from da grave/Fuckin wit a young Mafia nigga/Da shits stupid not brave/Im an Atlanta Brave, Atlanta falcon,and an Atlanta hawk nigga/I squees triggers like contrictors to mop ya block nigga/And no Im no T.I. cuz da shit aint serious/Proper Gentlemen beating niggas/Is shit i find hiliarious/Like Samule jackson/Yes you deserve to die and I hope you burn in Hell/I send shots atcha and u know ima hitcha wit dem shells/Cuz the Devil went down to Georgia/So i can reach ya from ATL/And im gonna end dis lil dis cuz u aint worth even this/Rap verse gonna call me coldhearted/Cuz i done shitted on a nigga daz retarted/Ayo do u wanna Ticked to the UNited state cuz ill prove ya ass fake/And Rapverse it aint hard to bustin on King of going Solo/Bush will think Chris is a Terrorist/Cuz Da CIA Saw me Bustin my fo fo/At da logo on his Polo

Lol not my best shit bust still get at me Shawty

this is rap ...."why yall pussies conversin?"..//
Get bitch slapped...If I see you pussies not workin..//
keep wit tha curb servin...cuz Im the one pimpin ur mind..//
Kay-Solo...you homo tell em who's tha one pinnin ur rhymes..//
"D-rock!!"...YEAH!!!...Hes tha 1 inventin ur lines..//
Yall just two fugazzi rappers just pretendin ta shine...Im tha real Deal!!//
I will kill..spit wit no strays..//
Yall fags!! is like a two way street..Yall bitches go both ways!!

HAH!!!!

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