Ransum The realist to ever touch this site!...
this shit aint what i write.. it comes right from my dome-pipe...
Im as hott as your 100 bolt home-lights...
sonny..sick..an..quotes.. got split personality with home-writes..
Am a city-cat filled with aggresion that get down to the point...
my flow be burning Heads like phat bob marly joints!...
Ya not American Gangster.. stop the front.. before i cock the pump...
put lock's with thum's.. squeez... and leave ya top open like broken trunks...
B.E.S.T to run when RanSum comes.. or get broke like u dont got-doe...
the four-fifth pop slow... an if it hit's.. u'll have a hole the size of a pot-hole...
300 J.G.. How can you handle them... 'Fly-e' im about to dismantle slim...
and my crew'll cut ya'll so bad... the doc wouldnt bandage them...
2 new member to dismember.. flow so hot.. I could only spit in december
blow ya brains out put it in the blender.. feed'em it and see if the beef they'll remember...
ya near failure... fucking battling.. let play the gun-blast-gun...
ransum first.. ya'll come after like my last name..
ya about to get blown out faster then muffler on the fast-lane...
pick'ed up ya bling... went to the jewler and couldnt cash-chain..
went back to ya hide out... to find out ya sweet like hi-c...
cuz ya passing out in this rapping bout.. i murder ya flow like an Assassin IV..
These bitches post'in American Gangster?? someone slap'em now...
Got nothing else to rap about?... I'll burn you and your cap and gown..
B.E.S.T walking on stage.. graduating from high school...
Mystic N Banderas.. I doubt ya reach past the latter phases of rhyme school...
But doubts are weakness.. and I'm not the type to lose to a first round verse...
spitting that hell fire... till RanSum sent'em back in a earthbound hearse...
The world's birth count hurts.. sign out the league..relax for a little bit...
You're skill stuck on the play-ground.. and the last thing I wanna do is kill a little kid...


B.E.S.T ya not American Gangster ya not even rap killers 300 J.G Run You Niggas Word! True Story... Fall Back From This Beef Now And Save ya the embarrisment Word... IT's what B.E.S.T for Ya... LOL

300 J.G... We Run This Rap Shit...



an let me explain this bar to ya real quick....

Im as hott as your 100 bolt home-lights...
sonny..sick..an..quotes.. got split personality with home-writes..
(they claim 3 different people write on 1 computer) LMFAO YEA RIGHT!!!....

300 J.G WE RUN YOU NIGGA's !!!

WHAT UP HUMAN CRACK...
WHAT UP K-M...
WHAT UP SCANZ...
WHAT UP OMEGA...
WHAT UP MC:PHILOSOPHER...
WHAT UP T.S VIRUS...
WHAT UP *~F@m3-IZ~*...
WHAT UP Sin-Scere...
WHAT UP PHENOM1...
WHAT UP CHOZEN...
WHAT UP WICKED ONE...
WHAT UP RAGNAROK...
WHAT UP XCADAVERX...

AND THE REST I MISS....

WE RUN YOU NIGGA!!! WE RUNNING THIS RAP SHIT...

LMAO!!!!!!!^^ this wastn bad lol but ummmm if ur gunna open mic diss on sonny why dont u jus battle him not a bad choice of words but ;you've done better open mics!

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BLLLLAAAAAT! Tell em Ransum.

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wow you guys take net crews too seriously lol

we do cus we aint got nuttin else to do lmao...... good shit ransum.... i liked some of ur choices in words...liked the Hi-c Bar and
2 new member to dismember.. flow so hot.. I could only spit in december
blow ya brains out put it in the blender.. feed'em it and see if the beef they'll remember...
that one lol... u stayed on concept and repped the JG... no doubt credits to this shit... check mine out...

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good looks....
im feeling the love...

upp'in for more feed back ya...