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04-05-05, 04:15 PM
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#196
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IP: 0825 899A
@ Ill grammatix
You could step to me with thought provokin bars like jeopardy I lift ya mind up...son u cant fathom my telepathy I cook ya fuckin brain so dont try to get next to me Gimme jus 2 bullets and a gat..yea.. that a be the recipe You cant stand next 2 me wit ya knock off new york flo Before u write a verse u say a lil prayer 'please make me like hov' You aint that fuckin ill u need to change ya name quick You must be some kind of fagat anytime u ride ya own dick You kill me wit ya shit on my dick in that freestyle cypher im not a biter i run-dmc this rap u jus a rappers delighter one hit wonder i blast ya mask-guns the same sound as thunder I get the 'cash money' u just the number one 'stunter' My name aint Chris or Neef but the boys a young gunna Muthafucka u bet hope my grammatix a never touch ya
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Nigga Im Nasty My Style Is Sound Porn ! Last edited by Charlie~Manson : 04-05-05 at 04:22 PM. |
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04-05-05, 04:29 PM
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#197
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IP: F9F9 E2CF
This guys flows with more bitten shyt, then swimmin wit shark attack surviviors
WHo the fuck is chris or hov? the only thing i hate mroe then wack heads is liars Rip this bitch with extreme percion like my lyrics were band saws I'll CUt through this bitches 'board', cuz his punches are liek bad boats, u neva land urs If we judge by lines, thats the only time ya verse could be more... Call this guy a 2nd hand canibal, cuz the meat of his verse has been eatin before
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04-05-05, 04:53 PM
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#198
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IP: 0825 899A
@dcchdef
jus drop ya mic slowly son ya rap career a never excel first off ya rhymes is pure garbage second u cant even spell what the hell its like i got a restrainin order wit rhymes lyrically u cant touch me ya rhymes can b compared to ya avatar... there both really ugly I aint gotta used play'd lines or make references to my health c'mon your frm canada...thats a punch in itself this post is really pointless....u really need to get ya weight up listen to a couple rap albums,take notes,then come back and get ate up! Bitch!
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Nigga Im Nasty My Style Is Sound Porn ! |
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04-05-05, 05:24 PM
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#199
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Flyweight
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IP: 6703 B2D6
charlies been locked for years but maybe you didnt know that
maybe he dead, even he was a bad act and you just a throwback to the good old times with some bold no flow rhymes you the guy with the fat girl arrivin an hour early for showtimes duckin in the theatre prayin ya friends miss ya you bother battlin? bitch you couldnt rip tishya im playin wit ya, you do got a purty mouth though wrap it around this so you cant make no sounds yo good girl! ah poor little guy, dont get mad, im just jokin play with the small kids unless your shits get bust open
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THIS RIGHT HERE HAS BEEN CERTIFIED FOR YEARS......BONAFIDE |
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04-05-05, 09:35 PM
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#200
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Simply Dope
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IP: F73C 5E7B
~This cannibal couldnt eat an emcee if he was chopped up~
~I tell niggas not to run they mouth unless they wanna get popped up~ ~Why... maybe because every line that i speak is dope~ ~What are you thinking coming at me... your gona end up like the pope~ ~The fire just sprays out my mouth everytime i open it~ ~The disses i spit will leave your ass hacking and choking shit~ |
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04-05-05, 09:43 PM
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#201
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Semper Fi
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IP: 3240 794D
Wrong place Wrong Time/
Flow2crazy gonna get dimmed out from my shine/ Im not spiithin high its just low notch/ I dim his light out from my 10 Dollar iced out watch/ He aint nuffin to brag abought/ He aint nuffin to tell/ he needs to act for Paramount/ Cuz dis nigga wont get no rap sells/ I think dat Ruff Rhyder Drag-on got better skills than you/ He flopped both albums cuz he was da worst of crew/ And im not battlin im just tryna peep my new rapper/ I chew ya rhymes up and shit em in a crapper/ goin easy for awhile |
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04-06-05, 04:15 PM
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#202
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Back In Business
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IP: AD07 BFDB
I'll make D-Rock's knees knock when this emcee drops
ya rap skills' like white b-ballers...they both need hops get played like 5411's... have that ass reboxed (Reeboks) find ya sweet spot; make ya crumble like some old sheet rock ya couldn't get a piece of "pussy" if ya ass "beat box"ed to pre-ops ugly as ewoks ...who been detoxed |
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04-06-05, 04:27 PM
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#203
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Back In Business
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IP: AD07 BFDB
just continuing the flow... got motivated...lol...
with common interests cuz you both eat cocks don't need props, the heats hot, i leave spots...smoking like tea pots i keep stocks of styles in lots of piles then i choose one to make ya crews run; ringing bells like school's done |
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04-06-05, 07:32 PM
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#204
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Flyweight
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IP: 90DE 7E67
you and young mix in the same boat....
after yall spit if you win it takes a miracle wit a dash of hope... afetr da battle peps be did you win you be like nope... or we can get complex and interigate your form at hand.... if your mic spits kiddo your using the wrong mic man... nor could even withstand around your neck a 2inch rubberband... from any lany or foreign highsight i send you linguistic.... you all pussy eating kitty liter biscuits....
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04-06-05, 08:38 PM
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#205
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Semper Fi
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IP: 0825 899A
Homeboy you aint got no lyrical clarity
From ghost writers he get lyrical chairty His grill and his skill stay goin down south Everytime i turn around he got rappers in his mouth You da wackest MC on day site and no one cares about you your rap so weak i couldnt bear to read it through I bust momma jokes on dis fool Like back in old school Yo mama so fat she step into harlem a caused an earthquake Dis shit was done for so long they called it the Harlem Shake Yo mama So dumb she tripped on a cord Ya momma so cheap that a bum nigga can afford Yo momma so dirty she got shit stains in her car Yo momma so dirty her tampn looks like a chocolate bar Yo momma such a hoe she runs a 1 for 2 sale Your raps are so weak ya record lable would pay for ya 10 dollar jail bail So stay of da site and dont get a ghost to write Study ya underground niggas and use they rhymes to bite And dis nigga so fruit its kinda gettin scary Dis nigga sweet cuz he from a basket full of berries(Check where da nigga from) Get at me dog |
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04-06-05, 09:52 PM
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#206
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Simply Dope
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IP: F73C 5E7B
~Yo momma... damn nigga you know that shits played out~
~Talk to me like that ill leave your ass layed out~ ~The slugs will leave you on the ground with your life about to fade out~ ~Did the rap shit for a while and it really never payed out~ ~Your online right now... nigga get at me if you want some shit~ ~But watch out because im about to step up my spit~ |
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04-06-05, 10:03 PM
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#207
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Semper Fi
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IP: 0825 899A
Flow2Lazy
Homie u stay weak dog stay rappin about killin When u a carebear nigga not even a weak villan Im like batman got dis nigga scared bustin random sparks He pop guns in the air cuz dis sissy scared of the dark And what bangin u know about when u from the ill Only people who die their is goths poppin they pills And your flownotcrazy its just brain dead I hoppin u aint rappin for bread Cuz u rappin aint gonna get u fed Wanna talk about status homie U aint got nuffin on me Rapverse say dis cats online But dis cats on flatline tryna dim out my shine Wit da weak ass lines So go ahead and step on ya spit Cuz if nigga look at da bottom of you shoe He see nuffin but shit Homie u alright but u still garbage Stop talkin about killin when u from goodie state. I dont ever remember hearin shit about ill. crimes goin on. Ya state aint Shit compared to ATL nigga. So stop actin like u hard or somethin nigga. U a strait line nigga stay followin da rules. If u really wanna step up ya game get creative nigga cuz da rappin about killin shit 24/7 is gettin really played out homie |
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04-07-05, 12:39 AM
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#208
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Back In Business
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IP: AD07 BFDB
damn, flow...lmao...the rookie got at you, son...lol... big ups to east point (ATL)...them niggaz be reppin...i lived out there for a lil bit....ahem... but back to da bizness at hand
I gave props to Atlanta, specifically, East Point but home piece from zone 3 be droppin mad weak joints "ya mama this, ya mama that" is played out like the Bomber hats with matching jackets or a Goose down or niggaz with lumber jacks (shirts) i keeps it old school - like "dookie gold" do - when i flow through so peep da siggy - my niggy... i'll make it read... "I OWN YOU!" |
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04-07-05, 01:02 PM
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#209
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Re-Introducing The Underground
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We never got to finish
IP: E0F6 5645
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Let's finish this now First off, my crew will straight just fuck you up// and i'll merk you like usual ain't nothing to it chump// But burnin philly to the ground neva gon happen// you just gon make up come down south and start clappin// i never get crushed, i just take time off// and by the way rv i'll tell ya why this dudes soft// He wish he could be as hard as me// Philly squad stand up, you ain't as hard as we// You'll neva be strong enough to stop this phrophecy// I'll make you forget ya prewrittens, You get lost in me// take warning kid, I will pop you// and talking football, you see where the fuckin Falcons got you//
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04-07-05, 06:33 PM
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#210
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Semper Fi
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IP: 0825 899A
Young Phrophecy
Nigga stop rappin cuz u just half assed/ For someone about prophecies ya sure stuck in the past/ Nigga i cant even remember that Diss line/ U flow below so u under my piss line/ Nigga if u cant stay ontop then homeboy just quit/ Cuz ya loosin site of ya profits and they goin quick/ And keep fuckin wit me and i'll leave ya mans dead/ You can clap back all u wont untill ya hands red/ Boy keep playin that nick nack patty wakc boy u wack/ My rhymes like c4 explode and lay ya ass on ya back/ You tryna diss me its really costin you/ Keep fuckin around and i'll get my slugz lost in you/ And around men i dont wanna be hard as you faggot/ Gay niggas burn in hell flesh eatin by maggots/ But i will let teck bang ya though/ Cock back ya neck and leave ya throat up on ya window/ Dis rap shit will get u killed and ya wify a widow/ Da bitch still a slut stay given head though/ Oh shit thats ya mom cuz i know prophets into incest/ Dis nigga sumteen yearsold still suckin on his momma chest/ Got lost in da Sex frenzy and forgot to get back at me/ So next time come at me when my lines hot not cold/ You dumb ass nigga That stay thinkin he bold/ Dont get at me for sumthin thaz forever N' 2 day old Nigga its finished so diss da person above u and not stay on my dick for some so called "unfinished Bizness" like as if dis was R. Kelly and Jay-Z |
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