the mic gots me thinking about my life
like will this career of mine end in strife
i practice everyday but do i go any where
havent battled in weeks do i still care
i thought rappin was about expressin yaself
but the money got niggas corruptin ones self
so now its about gold jewlerly and fly bitches
and how many bullet holes ya got or how many stitches
its suppose to be how you feel about life and put it in verse
not about how ya came up in the game and put niggas in a herse
this may concern some but in this verse most owe-it-to-me
we need to bring it back up and start expressin like poetry

First time i signed up here it was some bullshit,
battled this 12 year old talkin about a full clip,
And guess what, he WON! man did that piss me off,
but i was nobody then, just wanted my dick beat off,
But now i wanna come bak with more slayins then Jason,
Leave computer geeks behind their keyboards shriveled like raisins,
And NO i dont care if you dont like my freestyles,
I'll prolly get a pm for someone who wants to battle me....
...wow,
And this is only a new name because,
i lost the worser me back in the what when and was.
So please dont ban me i aint do this shit on purpose,
i just new this was the palce to get better on my rap verses.

Sry if it sucked tremendously i just felt like explaining the ill (not well) thought out name and my bein so sorry at this whole mc thing..... lmao

sry my edit was about that ill thought out name thing

it dont mean its good im saying it wasnt well prepared lol.

I stay fly dressed to impress all the girls like B.I.G.
man u kno its me look to the sky and say R.I.P.
to all legends fallen but they in ghetto heaven ballin
lookin down hopin we do right without 911 callin
stop stallin i "rush in" and succeed like "Stalin"
box the block and crush makin everyone fallin
to they knees lookin like the bowin to a prince
sayin please no hookin man i'll make u meat mince
ever since 2pac and Biggie talked to me ive changed
looked at the world with a different eye my lifes pained
seein hidden messages within rhymes liftin my times
of stress and no rest dont press me siftin through lines
like sand i move constantly deserts of infinite space
saw truth and finally saw i was part of a limited race

*Stalin was Russian* (If u didnt get it)

up in this joint im cruisin straight and im on point
displayin rhymes filetin the fines man i never disappoint
fill the cup u tryna be part of the group like u..............
...............................................thr owin gang signs up
ima sow this shit up like im makin the clothes
i close it down all the foes around i just dispose
leave 'em in back teasin them stabbin them with a tack
rappin man im on track higher than an Eiffel Tower stack
round up my crew bound together like the Flu
what cha gon do when we come through runnin up on u
like the Ruff Ryders we ride and rough it on out
til dawn breaks the route and move like pawns to the south

I'm state the fact till' it's clear,
on your wackass careeer
your garbage, kinda like half of the cats that are in here..
I got the fire of bosses, like a messiah or prophet
so when I go to your show I'll take your banner and right a big ass 'liar across it'
your rite, you've been ridin cat's straddle in wee fear
That I've been officially running rapbattles for 3 years...
and that battle you see here, I'm high in the bout
so guy, if theirs doubt realize I'm about 'keyn',
like I got locked outside of my house.. !!..

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What?! Are ya scared of getting ya ass beat by a girl
That grew up to be tha only shining pearl in tha world
With tha rough exterior, making everyone else inferior
Pretendin to be more catholic than a mother superior
But on tha real, I learned how to use ma sex-appeal
Them goodies I reveal make every pimp drop n kneel

Haha...

quick to drop aint none of this shit gon stop me
im rockin theses got spanish girls sayin papi mira a mÃ-
they all want attention i just stay after like detention
they fine i want her to be mine so i betta mention
i clap...............and u hear the bird call like JR Writer
lay 'em out on the floor and spray all the fighters
stop cryin' u aint dyin yet just be a bitch and pay
cuttin u down my rhymes be sharper than a switch blade
i got u hooked like a fish but dont order cuz im booked
and dont make a wish i wont come theres no looks

yo this is the legend here to show yall how we do
tear apart ya crew, ask paul wall he know what it do
this is the death toll.have shishcabob right through wit greave
im one man stealing ya asss blind like im the forty theives
watch you bleed, lookin amazed like im socialing wit vampires
have other niggas wanting to get at me like a merk for hire
winning is my desire, it what fuels everything in me plus my fire
so stay close to the ones you love cause they can go like that
make meateaters vegetarians think im lying?ask the fruit bat

stupid as hell but eh

before u challenge my rhymes u better look at the time
got a couple seconds to run its the amount of a dime
the sounds are all circling u man i found u
underground already layin in a casket around u
perfect size u cant hurt this since im so murderous
u aint never heard of this u'll never see me be courteous
surely the duckin never stops im sprayin like i got lysol
quit fuckin on the block u gettin cramps here, take Midol
mothafucka stop playin ur mouth movin but u aint sayin
nothin be real and get the gun cocked and start sprayin

Catch Me...on the cypher to delight-ya read my text like a slideshow
Y'all olovin my flow...where as I could be disgracin it like Bonafide-ho ^
SAY HELLO...Too a nigga wit attitude, no gratitude, bwoy I'm always rude
Try test me.....
.....................And I reveal ya bitch side and strip ya lil ass nude...........
I aint a chick wit boobs, So why you wonderin about my chest?????
And if ya thinkin of aimin lower than the head, I'm protected by a vest..
No S...But I am super - man...So is in ya intrest to grab the cryptonyte
The way I gun butt you blue...Ya'd think your messin witta Crip-Tonight
I'm the shit - alright?..hit, kick, bite...I dont think y'all really wanna fight..
No mountains too high...so bring on everast - I'll reach that height........
Teach how to be tight, Yall need lessons, so you better come prepared
Y'all can torture me, use a ''bone crusher'' its whatever, I AINT NEVER SCARED
Chase you outta that fresh pair that you wear....Steal ya crown.......
Your the hare, I'm the hound....Niggas takin bets As I chase you down..
turn ya smile into a frown...Its round 1...an already your tired...
Im no racist, but if a whiteman dont do his job...then that cracker is fired
These kids are wired, Got my phone tapped, My homes trapped...
TIME 4 WAR!
Lets take it to a track and I'ma bet your over lapped.........
I'm from the O-town, Catch me car at Old town, runnin game like the Magic
MY moms said I'd never rhyme..
...............................................So I went n proved opposites attracted
She's sick to the stomach, But hey.....Shit happens!!
An I'ma bet if I get rich she'll praize this sick rappin.

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..I Smoke..A Large Portion Of Cheeba...My Gun Games Sick...Like A Cough And A...Fever

ima take a breath like i just reach the end of a sentence
defend this with all my might u betta have some repentance
i'll cut off ur legs and u'll be askin people to carry u
u so gay that a tear comes to ur eye when boys ask to marry u
just pick ur things and leave theres no way u can bar this
kill u slow dont scream cuz aint no one.......................
.............................gonna hear u like a tree fell in a forest
no ones around u'll never be found buried underground
complete silence no sound like hostages u'll be gagged and bound
im about to go crazy on society why the hell did u lie to me
i'll die by me by going too far teachin ya'll propriety

I'm battling babbling traveling thoughts..spit faster than javelins tossed..
from an African's arms..using only half of his brawn..
as you can see I've mastered the art..of capturing hearts..
along with the clubs and diamonds..cos when it comes to rhyming..
blyss be killing it..like he does with hymen..rapes for the love of violence..
you can shrug the science..but the cuts I'm frying,
crush ya nuts and privates..lungs punctured by wind..
and left in the dust behind him..either love it or die kid..

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on the deep tip...

everyone just kno this im about to explode with disses
buryin people far down underground u'll corrode with the misses
the road of kisses is broken theres no more love
everythings gone no more thugs no more hugs
wish i could start from scratch but this aint no documentary
fish on wood now u chokin now appears the apocalypse cemetary
its the end cosmic cataclysm we stuck in prisms
blinded by light organisms its cut us off like circumcision
graveyard screams runnin around payin all the fiends
u wanna wake up so it seems but this aint a dream

********this is some old 99' multi shit i did, leave at least one bar feed and ill vote on ya battle**********

have the cops and the doctors shocking ya chest
with new choppers and helicopters flocking the deck
run thru blocks busting glocks at the coppers and jet
it never stop we got it locked once we drop on ya set
u got apollyon pollying in a bottomless pits
don killa got the tec that spit alotta them clips
you getting shot in ya hips,we drink alot of them liqs,
when ghetto fam metal blam, they find ya body rotted in shit
sneak in the scene and undetected
like lil kids waiting to play on ball courts, im on some next shit
make you see the exit
so dirty fuck a bitch that HIV infected unprotected and wont get affected
im on some reckless
swinging sharp guillotine at medics
that try to get into the burning room you dead in
the medicine emerges from the shadows with 3 sixes
and mixes in the scene while light beams off crucifixes
u little midgets dont understand we bout them digits
flow like river, style deliver, waive glocks at bitches
stop ya riches if you poor get dropped in ditches forever
i couldnt battle myself in front of a mirror
im seeing life clearer like visine my mind gleam like high beams
hill top family got high dreams