the bitch above me got its name from chasin away good rhymes//
cant even count throwin down seven lines//
in a give away ya rhymes would never be sold//
my lil cousin can beat u and he 3 years old//
i have u jumpin like a mexican that hopped the border//
workin at tacobell sayin ''can i take your order''//

try to diss me dunno what u were thinkin//
ya rhymes sound older than abraham lincoln//
u think screamin over the phone are battle calls//
ill rip u till im old enough to have dead sperm in my balls//
im like a black dick for the way i make u hurt//
this is why my rhymes are tighter than a phat girls shirt//

watch this newbie to the site...haha
aight yo

so i pick ya "up" and shove ya "black dick" thru an iceing ~ fan/
verbally destroy ya wit a "popcycle" as i murder this poor icecream ~ man/
pullin my trigga i rip you all the way down south in florida/
i got you scared like you ho when shes finished "explorin ~ ya"/
i pop ya - like you icon all the fuck you hearin is "bling bling bling"/
the black guy hasn't died yet in this movie, so lets pull it along to the extra ~ scene/
got yourself thinkin you "hot" as if you burnin up on extacy/
drivin down to wack land so see bitch you a "givin head" ~ resident/
just like ya idol, you get murdered like the long dead ~ president/

you call that a rhyme i call it a joke
bitch this is a rhyme get ready take notes
your one of those fools who acts blazed after one toke
when i get it three inches in your mouth you'll start to choke
get on your knees slut im not finished with you
im gonna danza slap you till your face turns blue
if i was hitler youd be a jew
face the facts faggot
i own you

haha

my face is blue - ya just got murdered by half~a~smurf/
how's it feel to be smashed like a bitch into the astro~turf/
and no use with the gay jokes ya just bein obscene/
dawg the only time ya 'own me' is in ya imaginary love~scene/
dreamin you shovin ya dick down my throat and im all "whats that scrotal~smell?"/
dude ya better give up rap now, cuz you mess wit me i'll cause total~hell/

Listen up newbie to the text that i post,
your raps are a joke, the only lines you be dealin wit is when your sniffin my coke,
i'll grab you by the throat,
and stick the barrel so far down your mouth that you choke,
your skills are a hoax, like the lochness monster,
you betta watch what you say before you end up wit hoffa,
somewhere where they could only reach you by chopper,
i'm too hot for ya, and i aint even tryin my best,
the conclusion of this rhyme is in peace you rest!!!!!

yo
he call me a newbie but i'm the one that got him struck dumb/~howlin/
in the beginin i actually felt bad i had to degrade the dude from~shaolin/
you claim i can't rap but im lyrically murderin you wit my soul~rhyme/
got you scramblin down the pavement just for what you call a "whole~dime"/
destroy ya rap wit my insane mental steel~knife/
you think you hot on here but bitch you aint got shit in real~life/

this kids rhymes are grimey,just like his teeth
snatch his lil ass up quick,headlocked then he sleeps
why is it these new cats always swear they tough guys
when mainly,almost every rhyme they post is str8 lies
yep,this catagory consists of you element 99
i'm tryin to be nice,but ur gonna get demolished next time
lyrical destroyer?more like a rapbattle disgrace
it's ok just go home,wipe the tears from ya face

fuk pillboy where u come from//
did ya com outta that actors ass i think his name is tom//(green)
u cant rhyme u cant flow//
against me u got no show//
u should give up while u still can//
daeg i betta not even a real man//
u should leave tha stage//

Bibble di dabble biba dibble ba babble, is all i saw comin out your mouth,
you fucked up so many times, i had no idea who your rhyme was about,
you should've neva left the girl scouts,
wheres your blouse and your fuckin cookies,
i'm here to lay it down to these rookies,
that's playin hookie from grade school, their face full of drool,
when i enter the cypher,
niggas is buggin out like they want someone to change their diaper,
its the pied piper, no not the producer, but rb's version of lucifer!!!!

How many times do i have to tell u, U SUCK
God damn man, couldn't be better w/ luck
Ur wacker then wack, please don't rap
Makes me so fukkin tired, maybe i'll take a nap
U rhyme 3 lines together come on man, its multiples of two u could do four
I'll excuse u though u a retard, cuz ur mom was a whore
She gave u disease, so i guess i can excuse u but she a sceaze
So I'll leave u w/ one question, can u stop rapping PLEASE

suck ,luck, rap,nap....
spitin like sound like the clap
all dried and crusted
you punk ass is bussted
you think you hard like metal
yuu just plane rusted

if your flow was any weeker it woudl be 7 days
last time time you flow though you was gay
the super pink rapper here you are
if spit any softer coton will look hard

Oh my god, Beats comes from sac town...
I guess that's his way of sayin he loves goin down.
Lovin nuts, like askin for seconds on a flight...
And yes he likes em warm, on those cold nights.
Completely illogical, is his method for makin rhymes...
Ain't no effort in em, it's why they suck every time.

__________________
Merkings will occur Monday thru Friday, 8 am thru 5 pm, C.S.T.
For my convenience, not yours!

happy ass 'veteran' like givin head's his mornin'~thrill/
he was born to die, but still he claims hes born~to~kill/
destroyin emcee's with my deadly double~one~rhymes/
scarin all around me wit my grotesque and troublesome~lines/
you can't attack me verbally wit these wack~lyrics/
shit i can eliminate you or ya fuckin crew's black~spirits*/

*no racial slur intended