i dont kick i spit in my mittenz
im gettin rid of my writtinz
even doe dizz da top of ma head
u gon be dead wit a 30 umm or 40 yea peices of lead
i aint crazy im thinkikn while im spittin
and i scare u wit my flowz ur pantz u b shitttin

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im ^^ playin around lol but herez a serious'er than that ^ right there


Im not fake like ya'll who gotta Re-hearse
i aint needa be straped to bring heat it in ma Verse
Yo i aint from da hood and drugz i neva store it see
I aint sayin im hard but my punches shatta ya jaw n dey bang fa ME

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shit kid, flawless lets give you a whole thread ta diss yaself,
cuz you dropped 5 times n punched weaker then boxin elves,

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i'll play on ya consience, ya contents is complete nonsense
speak of biting, then you fucks flip everyone of my damn concepts
what the fuck, was you high..?
did you think i wouldn't recognize lines that i made
then you come up some bullshit tryna prove that im gay...!
.
.
fake fucks..move on...!

(_()_)
ROFL.....

intro we koo yo, but i gotta mention why you duckin ya bro's,?
i mean you wont battle nos...! but still wanna be king of topicals..!

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i'll play on ya consience, ya contents is complete nonsense
speak of biting, then you fucks flip everyone of my damn concepts
what the fuck, was you high..?
did you think i wouldn't recognize lines that i made
then you come up some bullshit tryna prove that im gay...!
.
.
fake fucks..move on...!

we battlen now...check hip hop talk

this shit goes out to flaw less

your punches weaker then the effect of a nesly crunch bar//
sayin you ant from the street shit im striaght from the tar//
wake
lyricaly inlind with a mind full of ryhmes that damges and averge emcee stepin to i.v shit i.b the illist on the mic bite klling emcees in cyphering teckneqeck like it was target practice for sniperine week emcee,
could of done better but im tired this bitch named flaw less lucky i ant wird up ta go head up

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vote battle

illbing aka u.g vs hottnessdefined
ill bing aka u.g vs fotosynthesis
ill bing aka u.g vs d. cepth shun

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Ha It's Sinner, King Of Wigger's and Herb's
Ill Disect Ya Abdomen.......Into Two Third's
Rip Ya Intestine's Out and Thread it Thru Ya Ass


Judging By That ^^^^^You Need to attend Ryhming Class
I mean Look at Ya User Title...."It's Real Out Here"
Don't try and Retaliate..Coz You'll Get Clowned every Day of the Year!

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*Ha* Battle Me Hoecake

this is to sinner

you can tell this white boy ant never really cyphered//
since hes a easy target like the pray on a sniper//
this gat got 5 x secounds to bounce out this shit//
befor his a wack flows torn down an ripped//

lyrical time
im gona decompose your flows with a vast amount of talent thats out sellin shit fuck being ill being its i.v ill verbaly or just ill vived shit if you ant get it then you illiterate with shit ta spit see i rip dudes magnifecent shit thats why im baggen infint citizenc aftre the battle or the cyphers over theres no one listin cuss they all dead gun shot bult to the head red stains on the seats of there twin beds yawl kids need ta stop tryin cuss all the pussy aplied is dis aplieing

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vote battle

illbing aka u.g vs hottnessdefined
ill bing aka u.g vs fotosynthesis
ill bing aka u.g vs d. cepth shun

"Yo this is ill Bing AKA UG AKA a dope feind,
AKA the guy who sits in tha gutter and smells like off cream",
Dude do you understand you dont sound like a man,
More a member of tha klan or one of my stalkin damn fans,
Admit it dawg you love me that why you hate cant escape me,
Stop bein fake g and just take leave before ya get shaked b,
Ya cant take me so stop frontin ya nuthin, so stop poppin,
Off at tha mouth, you down and out and steady quick droppin.

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"Get ya ass up for the Doctor, one more time, get ya ass up for the doctor!"
The proctor of rap has returned found these wannabe's from Noctor//
Kentucky like the fried chicken, you ain't even a breast you just a toe//
The Encore for this one is that you wanna come back again for more//
Multiple multi's and acidic alliteration tapin' Encore of ya radio station//
It was too good to download so you recorded it, after manic masturbation//
You thought you could spit because the album had you movin in emancipation//
This declaration I'm puttin to you is that you instantly quit, before I have a fit//
Cos your lack of grammar is killin me, boy you can't even spell fiend man, Shit//