^s'all good...this shit's never beef, it's jus practice basically...

Ayo,
I joined in December? bitch u misread, n when shit's said n done
i DO gotta life, n i DO got skills...unlike u son, ya head is numb
tryna wet my shirt, please...dont pop shit, cuz i rule poppers
the only thing u lock n load, is ya fuckin high school locker
i stand tall bitch, compared to me u like the keebler elf
n i think ya name's funny kid, u never git ta' see yourself

Youre a biter Xclusive... ima go report you... (and yes I do have proof dont have a winge)

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my name isnt xplicit....check are ip addresses..

u better hope!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

fuck spite he wanna be a rapper he get hyped/
drinks sprite cuz he seen busta drink it on tv last night/
he just might...nah this bitch aint movin up he get clapped/
zipped an wrapped he tiny a mouse gettin trapped/
chasin his cheese his bank account in his couch cusions/
he in the same category america put bush in/
a liar starts beef but stands back/
ima soulja in the battle i dare em to clap back.

Yo forseen,ya like a ritual,you so pitiful
Cant spit da game cause da game wanna get rid of you
Homeboy wanna act like he know me though
You aint tell me you were wack, ya rhymes told me so
I aint da one you wanna act all preluded to
cause you wouldnt be a "soulja" if Bush recruited you

Young Mix

ayo i could spit fast or in slow mode, you just dont know but i do cause cali is known for homos, but its cool gay people have feelings too, im off the wall got the ceiling glued, and i dont know what i just said im just tryin got get into the cypher, put your whole raps back into the diaper,murder this fool then react the crime scene, my rhymes mean cause i spit rage, you a bitch you got a pussy in your ribcage, spitting and ripping on a quick page, look dont beef you cant handle the cattle, wait im already beating this cat in our battle

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'i lose battles on purpose just so rappers can dream more' - LL
Bored so im Rapping on the internet Just for Spite....
Rhyme dictionary rappers please battle me with your writerns

Ho please...before u spit at me, fix ya structure, that shit's ugly
until then, i'm above u by miles cuz i wont let a bitch snub me
Cali's known for homos? nah bitch, u just jealous and u know it
it's better from where you're from, cuz you're too embarrassed to show it
pussy in my ribcage? wtf, it's obvious u jus rhyme nonsense shit together
and dont speak bout our battle son, i know i left u split and severed
only reason u winnin is cuz voters are dumbshits, they aint highly approved
shit, matter of fact....these muthafuckas sorta remind me of you
i laugh at the fact that u jumped on this oppurtunity ta' diss me
cuz deep down i'm a better MC...match my skill? ya wish G...

9 posts into the game...november u joined the newb list
shut the fuck up and read this as i show u how to do this
1st u log on...peep the shit you missed since u've been gone
and hit 'cypher' wit more rhymes 'up da ass' dan a donkey in a thong
too bad your offline....i really wanted to teach u a lesson
why'd you try to duplicate some shit im obviously the best in?
you dissed a nigga wit no wins ya verse was still garbage
ya downfall was 'forseen' ya weak drop made you a target
you a fiend for war? ya moms sniffs packs of glue?
ya wack you fool....hired assasins wouldnt 'clap' at you!
r u from tampa..or did you mean you wore TAMPOONS?
the way ill make em hit the exit..he'll be lucky if he aint stamped on!
you rep strong island but they dont rep u back...go practice!
you wack!.....kinda figured you was "New to R.ap B.itch

verse for forseen

fuck hot bitch da bronx you on shit/
you on dick i hit licks pass bricks you catch clips/
i do this shit for giggles this typin's ya career/
this iron rips ya beard to me the futures is clear/
grab all ya groupies bring an army if you could/
i said i fiend for war so bitch i wish you would/
yous the jump off joe budden pushed the wrong button/
from the da bronx to cali the whole nation know you frontin/
you run websites i run streets yeah its tampa/
dirty muthafuckas at the bottom of the hamper/
you shit in pampers im better left untampered/
my index shakes too much an blast hammers/
you unhappy camper stay hidden in the mist/
we all sharpshooter round here we dont miss.

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Yo im da shit u give me free winz u ridin my shit
OMB standin for literally and lyricly O MY BITCH

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im givein Flawless Punches personalz i thought i told ya
u aint strong wit ya punches so all it takez iz a baby to hold ya

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I let my mack splat,ya spine u whack cat
And my Gat Crack ya back skillz u aint only lack that
make u lean back wit Rackz of skillz that spillz
in millz gramz millaz u kno thrillahz and u suk dem Dillz
u heard my flowz punchez aint dat enough been said
and i got it locked n load'd like marleyz head

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