coo coo capone? more like foo you alone
you think your more thn abc i'll drop you like the navy seal
and whats a fukin roll have to do with her flow
your so d*mn slow in reality i'll give this last bitter blow
if that bitch has aks and foe foes
i'll give her props and down lows

last minute thinker trying to act fast, blast from the past this niggers last drop sounded like Mc hammer hip hop//
Rhyming with Navy seal, is that what you say?, you gotta better chance leading the KKK.//
swank you aint got shit man, man in hand, you couldnt wank off, your pussy's flapping in the wind, aint it time for your tan//
i rap better than you, the sad thing is, blue, my balls are white, at least you asswholes tight? right?//

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same person new tactics, and above all more violent

my doctor says i have anger issues, i told him to watch out i have a gun...

so you from new jersey/
everything you spit/
is a bunch of sh*t/
and then you got the wit/
to say that you it/
that why people ask you if you spit or swallow/
a guy says come on and you jus' follow/
you carry a purse/
and that'z not even the worse/
it'z pretty bad when a 13 year old can say you though/
but what else can you do

YO! Shorty need to realize that she can't rhyme! Why did you sign up for RB! You wastin our time! You rappin like that and still reppin the A! Sorry yo but straight up, i ain't got nothing to say! You need to ya rhyme straight, Choose a path! I'm the teacher you the student...YO! Do the math! You need to really work on ya flow! It's 8:33 bitch you gots to go!

ok girl ill diss u
but if ya start to cry tell me and ill get u a tissue
we all no about ya sexuall issue
cuz u only got one tit and u also gotta dick to
but u look like hilory clinton but evryone knows ure gay like dale winton
yeah and who is ya boyfreind hey...have you told him he's also gay
ill bet that would be a bit of a shock,he will probably see a phsycollogy doc
he will put his hair in a curl
always wondering weather he's a boy or a girl!

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DISTURBING THA PE@CE

heres 1 4 lillkdogg....

oh she needs to work on her flow does she
at least she's not a boy,with a pussy
you know girls are a little fussy
they like boys wit dick
but dont worry u can hook up wit my gay frend,rick
bitch u make me sick
''OH U NEED TO WORK ON YA RHYMES,YEAH YA WASTIN OUR TIME''(quote)
yeah go home pick up a pencil
write summin down make it disspensfull
and keep ryhmin till sumin dope hits u
here u can take the mic home wit u
now bitch dont even try
u are the weakest rapper GOODBYE

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DISTURBING THA PE@CE

yo i can't stand it/ this is it/for you to stand up and say you got the wit/you say you can spit/when you really can't/i can beat you and i'm a gurl/you really want to make me hurl/

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so what chicks can rap too/
u won't battle me cause i can beat u/

This Shawty never gets "Dick", she tries to hard to "Intimi-Dat",/
"BabyGyal" when you Battle me i just gotta Make sure you "Ilimi-Nate",/
Ill leave This girls 'face' more 'fucked' Then a 'Hooker-giving-Head",/
The chance of you winning is equal to seeing the "Living-Dead",/
Look at my sig, Im going to "Reap-Your-Flesh", Im the illest because i've "Defeated-The-Best",/
We Must be "Racing To die" the way I "Beat-Ya-To-Death",/
Your Skills Don't come "Near-BabeGyal", Read My lyrics and now your "Fear-Shows",/
Lets talk about the Guns She "Pulls", NINES, Tens and 11 "Year-Olds"

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ha ha ha you can kiss my a**/answer me man/ come on think of somethin smart to say/so that you alwayz get your way/but you need to obey/what do you think i say/that'z what i meant/and your not worth a cent/you a ho that no one wants/

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so what chicks can rap too/
u won't battle me cause i can beat u/

know one knows if you a gurl or boy/your ryhms ain't makin me coy/so shove that up your a** and laugh/and that'z only on your behalf/when people ask you if you spit or swallow you say neither/go ahead take a breather/i know you need it/because you ain't got the wit to rap back you jus' say it/what'z up wit that/have you went wack/don't worry your raps done been cracked/by now it'z all over the website and people r laughing at how dumb you are/if i knew where you lived i'd bet you wit a bar/ and run you over wit a car/say i can't rap well look at yourself/i bring it three times faster and three times hard/f*ck you/ u can't mess wit the f*ckin best/

this waz not meant to be a rap really

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so what chicks can rap too/
u won't battle me cause i can beat u/

dog why u call ya self tha kkbug/ if u thought that shit waz tite u must be on a rush limbough drug/ im sayin u wack an therez no mirror around/ playin sweet gamez will get u killed multiple wayz an letz not count out bein drowned/ at the bottom of a river iz where u might get found/ an i asked ya girl if she swolled or spit then she showed me/ now she just able to eat jello cause she tried to deep throat me/ oh an u can bring it 3 times faster/ cause my slugz hit ya chest an it measurez a 4.5 disaster/ now u know why they call me the ghost/ peeped ya posture an decided i had to roast/ an left u burnt up like california wild fires/ while i stay fresh like showroom floor tires.........

man that verse was wack and you aint got no excuses
dash you down an alley leave your face covered in bruises
n leave your mouth toothless, with a left hook thats ruthless
try to resist me its useless, ur rhymes are lame and truthless
coz you cant come near me or test my descriptions
rip your brain out your nose like i was an egyptian
in acient incriptians you'll see that im the greatest
iradicate this ho, no legs left and faceless

mc's dont understand the act of six lines//
i post six rhymes an' call it quik time//
this uk shit is pure grime//
mans stop n stare like im a crime....in its self//
i take the champion belt//
and say farewell as i leave your plastic raps too melt!!

sayz this is your first post az the original blitz/ readin ur rhymes make me think u a usual bitch/ but u prolly like 50 cent..... an original snitch/ wha u dont understand iz that itz a minimum of 6 lines/ i coulda stoped at 3 an left ya vital signs an flat line/ the next day kidz drawin hop scotch around your chalk line/ but i know ur type u run wit a geek/ act gangsta an u be headlinin news of the week/ your girl comin to me to speak/ next thang u know i leave a lil cum on her cheek.........

this aint hip hop,,,its more like hop scotch with no rocks
you have no clue,,,becase your brain, just stoped
now your mad at me,,because you dont know how to respond.
and all the thoughts you had,,,when down your throat when you swallowed
quit trying too hard,,you sound real dumb,,,
more like a front that needs a little love
your soft as a kiss,,here fear this,,you son of a bitch