yall niggas is wack thats why i dont like to tell shit/
you half the dm cuz X dont sell shit/
So wat you gonna do is tryna make fun of my name/
Cuz my flow is wide like tryna fit big pun in a frame/
enough wit all that let me get at chu wit my scriptures/
Id like to thank XL for puttin me in the picture wit two of his bitches/

Sais you New at this shit, rappin on R.B
slap you once, you died way too EasiLy
hope you See your a WannA-be Me
exept your a fake like Ja-Rule seem to Be!

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Don't Hate. Just Shut your Damn Mouth.

..EveryOne Here Has Had a Different Name. Dont Lie..

the way that i murder you will seriously be careless,/
ya flow will get hard only if you dipped em in Plaster of Paris,/
swell you like livestock and put yo ass on a farm,/
now you can't rap like Santa's helpers with broken arms,/

Im bringin all da beef, my tracks is phat like cattle
I got da meat supply from miami to seatle
You talk a lot of shit that just make me cackle
You Here for a year n you still afraid to battle

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spitten in your EYES cant you SEE you RIDICULOUS
my flow stains your life kinda like having SYFILOUS
hit in the head witta sledge, or just PISTOL-WHIPPED
kill u, ya DAD and MOM cuz I play like HITLER-DID

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Don't Hate. Just Shut your Damn Mouth.

..EveryOne Here Has Had a Different Name. Dont Lie..

KareLess you just a little kid//
You probably even hairless witta little dick//
I murder you brutally worse than anything seen in a horror movie//
Cuz I take out whoever comes sorta like your scenario when muthafuckaz nut in your booty//

I'm cuttin your cutie, you make me laugh speakin of me loosing
u spittin rhymes thats fruty, I kill emcees like its my duty
I say what I want cause Im just that bold
my dick bust icesickles cuz Im just that cold

You a gully muthafucka - laughing - cuz I wasn't even speakin to you//
You say what you want but it don't even effect anybody but you//
You probably even think your rhymes are tight - nigga 2pac wouldn't respect you//
He's your favorite emcee and you talk about bustin icesickles//
You just piss & garbage like ICP and Ja Rule//

somebody call a paramedic cause this guys shit is pathetic//
so goddamn boring with no aestetic it's like reading anestitic
blahblahblah like you got a mouth full of shit//
how's that taste son go rinse then try to spit

i was just spittin generic kid dont take it personal
u prolly jus mad cuz kareless snatched your purse and rolled
b4 you try n come at me you need to go and practice
your flow is flyswater cuz its comin wit the whackness

OKAY ROUX YOU WANT SOMETHING SHORT AND SIMPLE, SO I'LL GO AHEAD AND PUT A DENT IN YOUR HEART A LITTLE BIGGER THAN A DIMPLE, BUST YA HEAD WITH THAT LIQUID FLOW TO SOOTHE YA PIMPLE, KID, YOU'RE STILL IN PUBERTY TRYING TO FOLLOW THE BIG DOG, BUT THIS AIN'T NO GAME IN ATLANTA AND I'M LIKE A HAWK SITTING ON THE SHOULDER OF THE LORD, YOU'RE SCARRED WHEN YOU WALK ONTO MY BOARD, AND SINCE THIS IS A CYPHER I'LL LEAVE MY LYRICS CARVED IN YOUR CHEST SINCE IT AIN'T THAT HARD, MORE THAN 7 LINES IN THIS CYPHER CHUMP YOU'RE A QUEEN AND I CAN TELL BECAUSE I JUST PULLED YOUR CARD.

I'M HOLLERING AT KIDS FROM SYDNEY BECAUSE THE ONLY PARTIES YOU CAN ROCK IS IN THE HOUSE WITH KID N PLAY, MY LYRICS COMAE ACROSS AND MURK CATS FOR FREE MAKE CATS RIBS LAY, AND THE WAY I SPIT FOR YOU INFANTS IT SEEMS LIKE I'M THE ONE NEEDING A BIB TODAY. YOU'RE FROM ANOTHER CONTINENT SON SO HOW CAN YOU FIGURE THAT MEAD GOT SKILLS, MY FREESTYLES ARE WICKED SO IMAGINE WHEN MY LEAD'S HOT KILLS, IS ALL YOU'LL SEE ON MY SCOREBOARD FOR MY VICTIMS, I DID'NT ENTER THIS TO MAKE YA'LL GO WOAH I ENTERED TO MAKE YA'LL LOSE YA RHYTHMS. SKILLZ WHAT!

This kids too wack for details so ima be concise
His 'punches' are so weak that he had to 'swing' twice
He think his flows-be-nice, speaks shots tho lack game
he be like O-bie-Trice... he got no 'Rap Name'
So he postin wit initials, he reppin wit few visuals
His name be 2 letters barely strechin to 2 syllables

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your flows is nice, but in 10 rounds ya no match
my attacks are deadly direct contact
they enter your stomach and exit out ya back
leaving all of your limbs unattached
Spliviticus gets ripped to shreds, with lead
is the news line, here's a new line
stick to the career of web design,
or I’ll end this one spitting cypher rhymes

Fuck S.J.I. I blow cold gats that turn yo whole staff to known whack and molten coals black/
With ya 100 post, you must been con-fronting most, cumbusting quotes that turn block to 100 ghost//