is it just me or do all u bitches worse than me lack intelligence?/
Your irrelevant punches, urgently need some development/
dumbasses.. by the masses... caution:/
go back to the newbie forum take some rap classes/
if your crap-then its understandable for u to not excel in any areas/
but i cant handle some bitch tryin to diss himself.. thats kinda scarin-us/
i mean, what the hell?? and the second verse that hes written../
its so different from his first, anyone would think it was bitten/

latin kitten, knows what im talkin bout... ... he laughed at em/
now im gon run jixi down... ... cos she rapped at em/
hows this crap happen... what feeble minded individual would talk shit like that, i hope u got a home to back to/
her words dont rhyme, they aint in time, caution might lack in evidence but who asked you/
i know its rash-to judge the girl *slash* book by its cover/
but its hard not to, she wrote 3 shit rhymes one after the other/

gambino! my brother! you didnt think id forget-ya?/
sure you dissed jixi, but u really aint much better/
ever concidered reading some good lyrics, cos ya know../
usually the line above relates to the one below/
your all over the place... no good, and you dont know good/
it aint a dope punch to say he sucks dick like a dirty hoe-would/
and it aint none of ya business, talkin bout gettin fucked../
s'not like u have... with ya five word vocab, how gon' pick up?

all of ya = flamed............

peace

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Now mostly, I call these people pussy's outta pitty,
But this miss will be dissmed quick by bring'n lyricks that ain't that witty,
"live'n-da-vi-va-loca"'s style, diss dem self's now ain't that shitty,

She try'n ta make fun of someone else who's already posted twice,
This bitch must be tounge tied cause her post was just one big "SYKE"
I didn't call her shit, it was her lyricks that made her out as the dyke,

You got 34 posts and what-to-boot?
On line of mine blow this bitch away like "ha-ha-ha-choo"

one-man-band by means of consequence
like you really got shit to say, one-man-band equals one-man-wit-no-friends
no fuckin’ surprise at all you fuckin’ shit-head
“you must not ‘spit’ unless it’s spat in conformity with what I’ve said”
fuckin’ cocky commercial textbook rapper, originality to you kid, it’s dead

no shit to hit with, shit you spit kid, someone’s already played it
call your style mo’money, one big collaberation
of ‘been there – done that’s, nothing new, 2 hours of damon wayans
“play you like a harmonica” what the fuck are you sayin’?
WOW, I’m impressed, you’ve got the skillz we need to keep on breathen’
Keep it up, 10 posts, and someone gonna get left bleedin’
Only kind of freestyle that needs skeemin’
Is shit that comes from a pad and pen and lotsa readin’

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Give away the stone. Let the oceans take and transmutate this cold and fated anchor.

Give away the stone. Let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold.

i would tell you flow iz wacc but that might be a compliment
what da fucc are u doin rappin i heard u was a opera kid
and im not gonna tell ya buisness cuz u new to RB(fucc it)
i heard gave head in da bacc of a RV
like Mr.T i pitty da fool who tryed to rap soon as they came
out of ele-men-tary school
so dude stay to ya self
and n-stead of prayin for Iraq u should pray for ya self

Freepostin faggot get a life im serious/
your not gay, but i bet your curious/
read about this guy and get the fuckin picture/
then take this scripture and shove it up your sphinktor/
this is the rap culture and not a phat alter/
your not the fighter your like a black volture/
hovering around youll never land-on-this/
well i sit back and rap with my hand-on-cris/

peace bitch

faggot + your not gay
equals supliah ain't got shit to say
this volture beats your beast ass like voltron
ain't landin' cause your ass way past carrion
presence like the clash of 10,000 cymbols
big fuckin' noise, couldn't outspit 10,000 bimbos
mind spits, suplies this shit 10,000 times less than nimble
and a weeeeeeeeee little dick, 10,000 times less the size of thimble

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Give away the stone. Let the oceans take and transmutate this cold and fated anchor.

Give away the stone. Let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold.

ok lets start from the beginning if this were a baseball game you wouldn't get past the first inning how many times you gonna write ten thousand in one verse
I thinkin you probally got distracted taking the make up out ur purse
it's ok tho keep trying you'll get it soon after you finish your birthday cake and play witt ur power ranger balloons compared to you i'm the king you probally try to come out with sean john sporting a plastic ring

This dude's from Cali, Probably claims to roll wit fat cash/
And we know he can't slash back, cause he forgot how to backslash/
It's obvious he can't rap, well maybe he might sing/
He's called socialscorpion cause he's known to like Sting/
I'll give you such a scare, It'll make ya words ghost/
No wonder this dude sucks...............This is his first post/

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ok enygma lets not get shit confused your the weak ass rapper thats about to get abused
scare me now thats a joke the only person you could scare was casper the friendly ghost
step down little boy this shit is about to get tense you can't even get 2 dimes n a nickle to make 25 cents
you wish you had it like me see the rookie came in and knocked down your whole tree
I step a way for one minute and you get in it to win it but what ever you throw out I'll knock it back down time infinite
By the way your real quick to trash dumb azz doesn't even realize he's using a forward slash
so go on lil kid and if you want some more i'll come back with some new raps and bust out with the encore

im the newest person to hit this fuckin site, but ill be tha last person to hit you before i take you life
make your eyes close shut ill make you go to the light, i make you scared and give you insomnia so your up all night
ill leave you black and blue, batterd and bruised, you dare battel the Kon your bound to lose
my crown with jewls is platinum plated, my reighn on top is poleticly debated
politcly hated, because my styles raw, if you try to spit like me you end up breaking your jaw
my mouth is the gun its about to bust, ill hit you with lyrics youll end up taking the short bus
rushed to the hospital, prosacute me, im a fuckin con ill excape jail thats how im free

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R.I.P. - Notorious B.I.G.


"I don't wanna live no mo' Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do' I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle;another day, another struggle" Notorious B.I.G.

if your gonna try and spit it get it right cuz I'll just bounce right back and take the spot light
i'm not tryin to be analyitical but how you gonna bust out a rap and can't spell political
don't lie about your crown you know you got it at ross
bitch I bet you can't even tie your shoes well
let alone escape from a prison cell
you tried to drop your name like you were the hottest cat but your shit was weak
i could write better raps with my eyes closed typing while fallin asleep
all this talk about reigning on top you don't even got enough power to light up a parking lot

speakin of fallin asleep, im crawlin bawlin to peep/
these lyrical unsurtanties ,with grammar deformeties/
using old school Conformity, rap errors are enormity/
Not close to exciting, your rhymes need rewriting--get wit it
you shouldnt be writin you should be biting admit it/

peace biatch

ok look you petty bitch this is the first and last introduction
I almost fell asleep readin ur theatrical production
crawlin bawlin stallin is all your doin come on sentence please
I think this bitch is to busy slobbin knobs on his knees
come on kid I stand out from the rest cuz i'm an original playa not a muthafuckin test
youz a fraudulent playa don't even think you can start this
and everytime you try n dis me it's gonna be a swing and a miss

instead of u bein born yo momz should of had a abortion
instead u was born and you started callin ya self socialscorpion
but really you aint stinging shit so take scorpion off
and sticc to singin bitch i'll shoot and leave a portion of ya ballz
thought i wouldnt send it down ya alley cause you from cali (shiiit!)
full of cripz and bloodz
i'll send u a autograph then send some clipz and slugz