why didn't extortions mum get an abortion
cuz ur raps are gay and there out of proportion
I'll knock ya sholder blades so u can't stand straight
Get motovated and try to fucking elevate
Your talking smack but thats what i'd expect from a crack
I'll rip ur back off for making ya wack tracks
I spit with agression ur just a whore n a lesson
when you die bitch im'a be takin all ya possesions
You are the gayest hurb to come across here
so do ur self a favour quit rapverse you queer
I know my words hurt cuz they chop u into peices
spreading deseases till this chump Freezes
You got some nerve trying to act hard
but bitch you ain't gonna shine like a star
I'll leave ya nuts attached to my bars
and leave ya dead like i dragged u naked in a car
You don't have shit 2 say put ur mic away
cuz u ain't gonna need it your shit is gay
little Faggot got no crew he's got no Hope
mess ya life up more by smoking that dope
and die from it I wanna fucking see it
don't try to be an emcee cuz u can't be it
I'll leave ya bain rattled u wish u never battled
do something ur good at like building a sand castle
You really are dumber then I actually thought
im only dissing you cuz im doing it for sport
adleast your getting taught that your a whore
the bitch can't rap cuz his voice is to poor

I had a dream and cut my step dads head off
because I got flashbacks of him strangling me in a head lock
the guys a chump because he's doesn't mean shit
He's a fat bitch thats about to get his titties slit
You talk garbage only cuz ur retarded
you talk 2 the frigging parrot cuz u get a hard on
this bastard can get stuffed even when he's dead
I will scoop his brain out with a hook up his head
Break his legs till i see his vains start to pop out
make him go 2 a gay bar 2 get a cock in his mouth
Burn you up inside set alight to your grey hairs
im'a make ya die quick when i drop u downstairs
Attach a shot gun to ur stupid fucking face
let the bullets rip through ya flesh blow u to space
leave you without a trace so you ain't burried
you ain't even worth 2 be put in a cemetary
You wanna bring me down just fucking bring it
hit me again and watch my hand smack u wid a brick innit

first and for most you rapers is like pork roast
i spit on ya dis-arm ya clap you with your toast
read about me, i be on new york post
and with beef, i catch you while you in the bathroom sniff'in coke
i watch ya, chop ya and leave ya body somewhere in gompers
i'll stomp ya, pop ya and being at a front door aint the reason you got knock-first
im the best of course i'll rip ya cheast with force
as sson as you leave your house like i live next-door

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NOT TO BE FUCKED WITH!!!!

Omg You don't deserve to even be allowed to breath
I will knock you out with one of my knee's
Your a baby that's why u talk imature
my bars will leave u mental like ur insecure
u like xmen cuz you wanna have sex with em
holding your little dick out next to them
Fuck your getting slayed so u best prey
i will break ya so hard that they won't be able 2 xray
Your talking smack i'll leave dynamite strapped to ur back
Blow you to crap the only thing that wasn't blown was ur nut sack

Fuck you nigga, Leave ya fucked up wit words
Leave ya like a raped prostitue, On the side of the curb
You aint shit I murder ya nigga, You so weak
And you got the balls to call yourself Technique
That and style is what you missing when you drop
If you even spit a half good verse, I'd rather give a 1st grader props

yo my nigga get ready to set the date
got time to leave before its too late
you come on the site thinkin ya great
but ya just a mexican guy to scared to amit ya fate
yes my shit is basic dont care cause it true
but my kindergarten cousin spit better verses than you

weak shit

this kid is a joke, you ever see the flow in his lines?
it's the fuckin reason he loses so many times,
if your a legend, than do me a favor and quit,
Jam master jay was a legend, you? your not even shit..

weak shit ^

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^^ we can all see ya shit weak, no need to speak
you couldnt have the right fire-arm if you goin the elite
have you ever felt ya blood leak and crititcal pain
what is hes name?, i'll have you thinking death with a bullet in hes brain
the games is ova, ya fame is lowerd, you need luck like a clover
our level in 2 different areas like ya eyes to your shoulder
cannabars, you cant see me like planet-mars
you'll get panic-scars, your boy rexless know how to handel-squads

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NOT TO BE FUCKED WITH!!!!

Your damn right that verse was some weak shit
You fat mutha fucker I'll leave you with your nose split
I think that ur lost this already it's not really any trouble
when u step up to me just get ur face thrown in a puddle
Your suffering here and I'm just giving you more
You might aswell come out with the same crap u wrote b4
I'm'a murder you just for being a sad low life
theres something wrong about u you don't flow right
You think ur canabis but u changed ur name to canabars
i will call you a candy bar and sell you in a spar

you AINT worth shit, your cd i'll get put-away in a shelf
we all can see you need help, since you actuly spit 20 bars diss'in ya-self
battle?, you'll get ya flow beat more then paddel
you'll run off and ryde more dick then a hourse saddel
you goin downhill, hes on the fast track
your rhymes about as tight as elton johns ass crack
i attak fakers n stay cold like the winters
only paper u stack is gettin sold at the printers
Technique u not splittin jaws your a fukin misfit
i throw a weak punch n knock u out with a mishit

i had fun clowning you

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NOT TO BE FUCKED WITH!!!!

I should slap you in the face for that
You can't escape me bitch I got you trapped
You get snapped up Your just a little chump
You should write backwards cuz that were so dumb
the only girl you fucked was ur retarded mum
but more interested in males with a hairy bum
I will make you numb till ur sick and tired
you can't harm me cuz you don't have any empire
consider urself fired and don't come on rapverse
if u wanna live I suggest you find a church
and Pray u live another day you little gay
i beat u so fast that you won't remember this anyway

yo little man tec' when u gonna grow up
stop bitting my avotar and shut the fuck up

read ur lines over again and peep all ur mistakes
its sad to think how much space ur shitty ass verses take

and now...some food for thought
stop trying to be what ur not


punk ass...raise ur game or im'a take u out

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If this generation is lost, it is because we have let go of their hands." - Mos Def

Vote A Battle
Poetics Vs Defined

isn't it sad that I'm still beating you 4-0
You should look up 2 me cuz im really ya hero
You couldn't hit me hard if ur ass was a tank
I'd still damage you like a ship that sank
Your talking trash only cuz u got a mouth
you need 2 quit rap cuz u need to get out the house
Your a faggot I stampeed on you and squash you
no1 wanna talk to you cuz ur a posh noob
ya disses don't seem 2 be hitting like der shitting
i think it's the lack of brain cells that ur missing
Poetics is gonna be apologetic After this
after i own u countless times u can't simply master this
it's easy to trash you I just say it 2 harm you
so cut ur wrists i wanna see you die through

Roll up your best frees, stale but simple as dutches/
Techniques more frail, than cripples wit crutches/
You claimin skill only means, your oral sources fake/
Say ya pimpin like snoop, and can't import a date/
So I'm forced to take, your corpse to sleep with fishes/
Your flows best friends with Oj, No heat's existant/
Quickly delete ya image, as if ya birth extremely bull/
I'm the reason it's assured, your talents premature/
He cannot grasp a heart, to defend when battles spark/
He either have a shock, or spin wheels like his avatar/
If he had a car, wit 10 livin at apartments, it's triflin still/
This maggot wit bars, far below bein licensed to kill/