not tryna get on ya hate list, jus dissin da person above me feel me


u cold is hell standin next to Me imma have ta see u melt....
if u was sittin in a pettin zoo, dawg u still cudnt be felt.....
i diss u n think to my self, 'u dont knon who your murkin....
im from texas, but ma '44' shoot 'ice' like George Girvin....(IceMan)
u got murked n lost erything, but u aint lost much....
i nicknamed u 'Kleenex' cuz all ur punches r jus a 'soft touch'....


\/\/\/\/\/\/dumb shit\/\/\/\/\/\/
leave u Washing Ton(s) cuz im stacked on Singles....
i deff got big chips, like i oversized my pringles....
u still gon catch a punch when u try ta dip dis kid...
i aint talkin bout cuttin ya weeve when i say i split ya wig...
eat da lead nigga, i kno u tastin sumthin.....
cut ya nose half off, u want a tissue? i think ya face is runnin...
u bought stock to Rot Pot, n now u gotta cock block?...
my guns shoot as quick as possible, like dey got a Shot Clock...

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i stay straped bitch, aint afraid 2 Blast shit, its fantastic.....
n drastic how my hollow tips make ya body flip in backflips like gymnastics....

pop u 3 times flat, dawg do u see my gat?...
I'll push ya lid to da side like T.I. Hat......i'll snatch ya earings outcha ears n ya Pawned chains....
fa real im equiped Im a Cavalier like Lebron james.....

Niggas promise to God, den kiss dey Piece Wit Jesus....
Den Leak Some Deep shit, cuz dey Cant keep a Secret..

.:: Haha ^^^ Look Crack Mike ::.


We all know u on crack wtf kinda spit was that
Crack i Splat ya brain over the floor n ma mat
Crack Catz that fuck wit mackz and lack tack
Make Sure the next cat on ur sac u dont mack that
Lack Rap u un-skilled distilled pussie whipped ho
Battleing 4 people 4x The pain u gonna hit the 0 before the 4
da 0-4 u kno its true im not here to cause pain
ur games not jus lame so whack Crack whos that i forgot ya name
ya verses aint hott like da fuckin south or north pole
Like Da Inside of u shoe i put ink on it so i stained ya sole


haha 2 minute key about ~$~ 1 ~$~

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TORQUE ---
You say i fiend and i must be addict
but i still slay u, even carrying the habit
"emerica's finest" you gotta be blown
for 18 years old, you think yo rythmes would have grown
but they still weak, and nigga u know that they cant compete
but even had to use a real nigga like ja rule to compare to me

BLAZE ----
this savior of rap thinks he can phase me
but there no way this cold ass nigga can blaze me
try make some orginal rythmes or choose another profession
you guess you can rap, but i can answer that question
how u gonna say my rythmes dont cut like a sword
just cause you gotta a little 2-0 paper record
man u must of fried ur brain, too much smokin
just like u, your record is meant to be broken

(no hate....just tryin to elevate)

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New to tha site, not tha game...
Time will tell, if my love is pain...

Me vs infamous
Me vs. mimesis
Me vs. formula 51
Me vs. Blackwell

This is too easy, i can take ya name n play off of that
u? sick? please bitch, u need ta' lay off the crack
nah, i aint testin u...but it's obvious i'm bestin u
ya damn sure aint fit for rap, n u aint destined to
murderous flow, i'm elevated like i've been burnin the dro
wit a swift verse, Terse jus made quick work of this hoe

you soft dude, which cat here said you could rhyme?.
cuz i onli see a decent "flo' EN-TER" lookin at grounded welcome signs..!!
go back to where you came from, put ya pen in tha bag.
yo, this pussy must got TSS, tha onli way he's sick witta pad..!!
grip ya spine til tha red juices start to ooze out ya mind.
then arrange tha plasma in a row...show this board ya blood line..!!
wack fuck, perform infront of Phrost, watch yaself get clapped-up
have you pushin to save ya life like computerized medical back-ups..!!
...blllaaaahhhh...

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..:: Artik In The Phlesh::..
.Re-Writing The Re-Run.

artik phrost another version of mr freeze//
its a mystery..how misery can type out verse..an call himself dissin me//
listen B...u know thats short fah bitch//
My flow beatin niggas wit a extension cord and a tore up switch//
watch him get tore up quick//
leave the mouse in his mouth an the cord hangin while his neck tore open an split//
I can see why they ignore'n his shit//
have him catchin the holy ghost gettin rid of u demons//
the diff. between me an him is I spit razors he spit out semen!!


cypher ready...get bitch slapped an see whos sons who!

This battle'll cost Ur life son, but fuck it, talk is cheap/
If I actually took the time on that verse, Id probably fall asleep/
this kids on life support, he probably rapping to his heart beat/
U'll get tied down then smothered in blood covered bed sheets/
I'll destroy buff citys classics, and leave they streets and aves fucked up/
U couldnt have my style even if u were draggin it kickin and screamin by hand cuffs/

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figure I could drop by and promote my my first mixtape and what not since im here..

Young Mix is finally back

Okay

Look mayne, heres da truth, you'se just a starter boy
cause while Im in da game, you on da side servin water like a waterboy
Are you whack? I aint even askin dat dude
cause nobody laughin at ya punchlinez, they laughin at you
You wanna step, Ill show you how violent a killa can be
cause even if ya had a disease, ya still wouldnt be illa than me
Yo, when I spit dis shit, dis bitch nigga soar
on da ground wit more niggas around ya than in front of a liquor store

Young Mix

HAHAHAHAHAAH - lemme kick sumin

Young Mix is finally back, Oh dam y'all its da return of da wack
We listenin 2 a nigga hypin his game
His record has 1win and his punk ass claimin street fame
I throw his ass into the Mix by mentionin his name
He dont deserve the recogniton for rhymes^^^dat lame
I last line to finish off dis str8 up mug, fill him full of slugs
U should listen to ur predicted death - in 2pacs: shorty wanna be a thug

BLAPPP!!!

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exclusive g ill merk your ass for absolutely nothing absolutely free/
ill bust lines like bruce lee/
fuck watever crew u in/
u crossed a battle line homie its extreamly thin/
this shit just isnt beef without the gossip/
this isnt a fight with out me bustin you in your lip/
look buddy i just gave your gay ass a tip/
so when i conclude i really dont mean to be rude/
man u probably dress up in glitter/
almost sour like a warhead really bitter/

No need, he disses himself enough as is

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Fire like, I'll starch this bitch worse than "9-degree's"
Fuck this seed, He has been planted and in need of a dream
Look at his record, Its probably from battling newb's
Weak as fuck, poor look at his sig, It prolly digust's him 2

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This cat can't rap for shit, lines wack as a white bitch/
This cat could put up his tumb and still couldn't strike-rich/
Served like rice and fish, U aint movin you look life-less/
You had to come in here to drop a diss, so scips says ur dismissed/

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Illest Warriors

look at dis nigga scip's his name/
when i bust his lip it takes away all his fame/
this guy thinks hes good at bein sarcastik/
suffacatin your ass quick no problem with plastik/
u might as well get rid of your raps and learn to discard/
oh shit wait u cant cuz you are a retard/
dont fuck with damestik/
ill merk your ass so bad you will go gay like tha q makin u wanna suck dick/
damn u r startin to give me a whole ton of greif/
ill smoke your ass like I do a fuckin weed leif/