Anyone who wants to come at the illest from the wood,
Grab the mic and show your face, instead of hidin' behind your hood.
Jay eat M.C.z, Ya'll can call me a hip-hop junkie,
Stay servin' Ashton Kutsher wanna-bez that be tryin' to punk me.
When you come at Jay, U should prolly wear a vest,
Or catch a lyrical bullet aimed straight at your chest.
So what besides R.I.P should be on your tombstone when we murder U?
Just John Doe, cause you scream your name, but no one's heard of U.
Your rap is so weak, I can't give your style a name,
But I can compare your flow to 1 of two niggaz in the game.
You could be like Nas, Cause it was Written,
Or I could call you Jay-Z cause it was Bitten.
Well if the shoe fits, fuck it, you know the rest,
Are you convinced yet or do I need another test?

Yo, Niggaz wanna holla at Jay? Cause I'm all day baby.

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Yo, I come out from way far in Acidalia,
motherfuckers don't know but i ccan tend to hail ya.
Even though I too aint even from the hood,
I got toougher shit goin on than I ever would.
And that shit give me the same fuckin right,
to spit whatever for whatever that I spite.
It events and experience that shapes the way you think,
and its always natural to feed your self with beer so always drink.
I'm typing slow now cause my fingers are so cold,
i'm typing you slow i'm watchin myself grow so old.
But anyway who likes to smoke shit to,
cause i'm all about legalization how bout you.
Thats my main goal my life mission,
and I don't care what any pussy mutherfukers thinkin.
Cause weeds good and we all resist,
your running outa room and we're showing our fist.
It can't stay illegal for to fucking long,
but i don't care i'll still be token from my bong.

aight homie, drop me another one if you can

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WANNA JOIN THE R.I.P let me know if u like myflo

Light 2 the cloth like a moth 2 the flame
words penetrate like a cocktail thru a glasss pane
like an i.v straight thru the vein
contaminate the blood and fuck up the brain
2bad b the name im ahead of my game
only out 2 get respect FUCK THE FAME!!
yes i proclaim i remain the same old choppa
maime my foes with blows like jake mollota
im a heart stopper!!
fuck the teeny-bopper chart-topper
choppa dropa a propa hip hop viba hotter
than a gourmet
from bc 2 galway
known 2 fuck them up without 4 play
out 4 glory
FEEL THE FURY!!
CHOP THE TOP DOG END OF STORY

Yo, G, I ain't seen those niggaz on in a minute either. You might just wanna grab a couple of different niggaz. I know long jon will be comin' through, so let me holla at him but youmight wanna give theothaniggaz shit away (gov) But yo, lemme know when we goin' at Trap, cause i'm ready to serve some niggaz. Hollatchaboy

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Oh, & I like this nigga 2bad's flow, you might wanna put him in that spot.

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A man, you are in. Fa sho. Welcome to Da R.I.P. Holla at cha boy.

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Grim

Yo, you talkin' to me right? And if you is, where do I get one of those hott ass shitz to put under my name for my signature. And what happens now that i'm in, cause i'm tryin' to battle cats and shit.

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I man, you can battle anyone right now till i get this crew straight. When I do, we gonna be murdering niggas. That sig I made myself. So I'll hook you up. Fa sho.

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Grim

Time for a new song time for a new tune,
I thought shit would change but it just went boom.
I'm tired of this bullshit day after day,
people tell me it'll straight outbut i'm like "yeah ok!".
It hasn't so far it's been fucked up all this time,
I feel like society's tryin to turn me towards crime.
I'm tired I'm old in this game,
all you motherfuckers are driving me insane.
And don't think that when i say that I'm just joking,
cause you're all gonna cause me to cause you to be blood soaking.
What did yall think would fuckin happen,
why do you think I use these wurds while i'm rappng.
People tend to lead me on and then cut me off,
go ahead motherfucker i'll pull the triger if you cough.
I can't seem to solve the problem so i'll destroy the problem,
If more people piss me off I'll shoot em and clobberem.

yo i pull more hammers back then carpenters, and dont test my heart cuz ill have em tryna restart yours// And you aint gotta find me ima find you, leave the hole in your chest big enough for midgets to climb through// And then my next shell is headed for your man (native), and my mission wont be finished untill i reunite you wit your fam// thas jus what type of shit that im on, when i got this chrome in my palm, i feel like the reaper cuz when it touches you, your gone

its like, i dont even gotta spit no rhymes
i should win by default just because im fine
but ill be nice, ill oblige those of u that dont know
and say a little stuff about me, just watch ure hoe
i came up from queens and went to live in the woods
with a buncha redneck kids always up to no good
im half black, half white, and all haitian sensation
im mulatto, so half my fams RAN the plantation
ima represent for the lost pride of my nation
fuck an usher, im a clef, "sac passe" on ure radio station
perfection takes time, i musta been here since its dawn
cuz im the don, u might as well be long gone
im a cocky mutha fuckah, thats where they got the LONG jon
cuz of my long dong, 2 inches-from the ground
lock ure daughters up cuz they LOVE the way this zoe pounds

Yo,
Govconspiracist, you fuckin' spit madd poetic, fosho. I hope you just come wit some hard punches in a battle situation.
Long Jon, my FUCKIN' NIGGA! You killed that fuckin' shit man, no fuckin' lie.
I gotta talk wit my man G Deuce to come up wit an official decision I guess, but both y'all niggaz is madd nice wit it.
Go battle some niggaz and shit. G will see this shit and holla.
STAY SPITTIN'!

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Fa sho! Yous both in. But I hope you gots some tight ass punchlines to leave niggas out, but I bet you DO. Welcome to Da R.I.P. Holla at cha boy.

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Grim

go check out my shit in free agents then holla back at your boi