haha.....

come on fag... lets be real... i dont need the steel
the hands is swift like butterfly knife...,
and if droping on point was a target.. u wouldnt land a deal
this man is real... you a blow up type... the one fag grab and feel
man thats ill... im moving pass ya skills... yet im still standing still
i'll smash his grill's... trash his meals... had'em runing like track and filed
track his bill's... slap his crill's... right off the hand that'll write his wil
never felt one of his hits... but my punches had'em droping like he had a drill
im laughing chill.... i done masterd hill's... that'll have his flow shocked like he grabs a Ell
so how that feel... trying to clean a weapon that dont exsist
only thing u missing is "The Establishment".. like red adding bliss.... LMFAO...

haha nice....



straight to the point im murderous against text weak spits so quit....
this bitch isn't fit to rhyme with lines willing to rip shit....
i'll leave your life fatal and fading away like patients in ER rooms....
cant get your heart beat back up with a shock of electrical current....
.....i'll call your mama and tell her your doomed....
quit the unnessessary hard act cause i'll scar your raps so wack...
i attack back strapped to cap dont laugh or get layed flat....
im injecting words into your nerves like drug users do so feel the after effects...
of pain and a shock to this vet cause u not used to being tramatized when i flex....
i'll disconnect all your limbs and feed it to cannablistic children from tribes...
cause lyrically im an astonished figure in diskise while u fall quick to your demise....

~1~

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B.E.S.T.....HAHA

i buss dis cat in the a.m, mah guns relentless,
it wont hesitate to spray men,
i rap morninning noon and nite, you can say i rap through tha k-m,
see u like a jelly donut all nice n texturized around the sketch,
without your creamy filling k-m,id say your nuthing,
when i hear you murdurous i tell myself your bluffing
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-Bullet-

i buss dis cat in the a.m, mah guns relentless,
it wont hesitate to spray men,
i rap morninning noon and nite, you can say i rap through tha k-m,
see u like a jelly donut all nice n texturized around the sketch,
without your creamy filling k-m,id say your nuthing,
when i hear you murdurous jus tell urself yuh bluffing
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-Bullet-

fuk tha 1st post i made jus read tha second

i'll sufocate u, hav u weezing n gasping 4 breath
ur guns relentless, his gun just being on rent
nothing new 2 mi, i kno cats like u
u think u got mad skills wen ur shyt smells worst than dog poo
did i say dog poo, im just rying 2 sound proper
2 mi lil nigga u just anotha dead rapper
in diss bizz u hav 2 be greedy, so i rip rapper off like a hungry ass fat kid
stop droping verses n just work on ur sig
cuz dawg wit shyt like dat u wont survive in diss bizz
it's all about tru shyt n a lie iz wat u fukin live
i kill kids wit sum crazy nigs dat commit crazy sins
chop u up n put u in a bottle, shakin it like a bottle of pills

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300 J.G.... TSK

muthq fucker sencear i left scars on ur ears where i pulled
ur a big fool to write lines ur like a dead car dats stalled
like to talk about poo maby cuz u complexity and skills are too
if i ever saw u i'd pull u apart and flush u down the loo
im so sick in the mind that my words fly by like a drive by
killing u and ur family and my fantisy is watching you die
if i live a lie den i must make sure u die and with pride lol
u should be ashamed of bein ur fat so u try to hide

i can see that your a pretty shity rapper,
jus look at your text record,8 wins and 18 looses,
u should be ashamed of that , yuh cant be sayin no excuses,
just another faget trying to get down on the R-V,
so shity you cant even leave a mark on me,
because id leave you for dead using my perfect technique,
cap in n the side of the head with 2 bullets,
you best be scared of me homie, cuz i be the homicide shooter
id even kick your ass even through this damn electric computer
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-Bullet-

Yeah, eighteen losses, between the numbers is quite a fall,
BUt at least he steps up to battle, he has balls.
This little shit, Bullet,
Rhyme your best, we know that you're fullofit
Claiming you can, kick an ass, you must be, fullofshit.
My nine go pop and you're leakin' blood,
fills your eye sockets like its a motherfucking flood.

claiming that i cant kick an ass,ima kick yours,
ima beat you down cuz im runnin on all fours,
push the gas down and here i come,
betta get out of the way, yuh best escape son,
run you over with my tire tred targets,
now ima leave u hear bleeding frum ur sockets

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-Bullet-

wow ur name death blow how stupid can u be to telll people this/
i can tell dat u give blow from da white lines on ur lips/
ur linez put me to sleep with one eye open/
i saw dat nigger on 51st wit wit his brains showin/
its da first time i ever seen a nigger cause his own death/
wen da cops found his body, his lips were still wet/
that means he was suckin on something before he died/
and can i tell ya'll his tongue was also tied/
so before u step in cypher wit ur punk asss lines/
make sure ur name aint da topic of everyone's rhymes/
im the sickest rapper around and u better believe that/
ma lines so heavy wen they hit u, ur ass will hav to lean bak/

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300 J.G jacked:

Da SiKeST RaPpEr ArOuNd

every single one of yall are just some no good fools,
but im the brightest ray of sun and the sharpest of the tools,
so yall need to go back to the first day of schools,
cause im a treasure hunter and im takin your family jewls,
leave you with no balls that means you got a little coochie,
dress you up in fish nets make you look just like a hoochie,
sell your body on the streets of my home in sac-town,
if you dont bring me all my money ima lay the smack down,
thats what you get for being such a dumb ass bitch,
your the one who started this shit and yet im the one gettin rich,
so what you got to say, you can say it to me on the net,
but steppin up to me well leave your ass in regret,
cause im done playin your stupid little kid games,
ill send a 50 cal bullet through your stunna shade frames.

you fuk with me, and you'll see
i react like an animal,i'll tear you apart
if the masterpiece was murder, I'd major in art,
im the homicide shooter homie rite from the start,
ill pop you frum the left to the right side of the brain,
its like a waterpark red everywhere,i just made it rain made it rain,
then im gonna throw you in a black garbage cart,
see thats all what im about bitch,im just state of the art
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-Bullet-

yo ur a bitter dawg, wow yo i thought u had potential yo. but u bitting 50's lines n shyt u gone git banned yo



"i react like an animal,i'll tear you apart
if the masterpiece was murder, I'd major in art,"
dats al 50 son alll 50

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