Aight...(its nothin)
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....You actin Hell-Hot til you get hit wit da Shells,-Doc
no thug in me?..How you a thug and cant even "Spell-Block"
Your verse...?...Not even Most-Of-Its-Nice
da shit was wack..and ta bring insult to injury, you 'Posted-It-Twice'
Killin-Ya-Kinds, you think ya shit Realer-Than-Mines..?
RV "Puttin Our Hands On Ya Verse" is da only time we're "Feelin-Ya-Rhymes"

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..2-1-0..

...Don't Step To My Throne...

shit,some cats spit cheesy shit and ur the first to cut it
but at least u were right about one thing
..ur verse?.."it's nothin"
shit's sudden,fuk ya Ps2 in bed..only time u down for the game
who still thinks it's cool to put uP's aNd dOwNs in they name?
you ain't bound to find fame...I'll either leave u in a hearst or in cans
you've only won one battle,which you lost..just the person got banned

Out of da whole RV...you're da worst to type
yea dat person got banned..Know why.?..cause I made dat person bite..
Fuck dis shit..we can take dis to da Front Lines
ta show da whole site dat all you do is just front lines

c'mon...battle me homeboy...respond to my call-out...

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..2-1-0..

...Don't Step To My Throne...

man your the worst emcee on rv why don't you quit while your ahead
cuz dem rhymes are played out like there bitten and gone dead
Don't fuck wid real emcees but it don't matter your a femcee
Get off your butt get a job come back when your ready
you can't stop my wicked spit with your wack shit
if you think ur better come battle me and get ur skull split

natural killer can't think of dope lines if they hit him
i'll punch this bitch in the mouth till his whole mouth of teeth are missin
you think ur a born killer but real rappers eat you for dinner
cuz you ain't got skills your still a fag whos a beginner
i remember this whore said something to me before
But he's 2 pussy to fight cuz i'll crack his jaw
Your fuckin wid technique your style is weak
and your 2 old to compete so you might aswell leave
I'm a white guy and pround I can still make you fall on the ground
nobody wanna listen to you it's bad for our ears we don't like the sound

lol.........its a dude name technique wit no technique/
hollow tipz where ya neck be as i let the tek-speak/
this nigga wit no talent trying to rap phat/
grab the black gat cock back/
wit enuff power to leave ya neck snaped/
this dude got no wealth as i come low stealth/
suppose to dis the person above you......guess you was talkin bout cha self/

this a lil quick one

lol @ the simplicity of it all ^^

man with wack raps like that you aint doing harm,
n so the only tracks you'll speak on, is the one on ya arms,
kid cash, ever been on a mic.?(mike)
fag has, cuz thats the only type he likes...
yo, who ever said you were fitted to be quick witted,
should've quickly quit it..
.......cuz if talent was pussy.. dis bitch'll neva hit it...!

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i'll play on ya consience, ya contents is complete nonsense
speak of biting, then you fucks flip everyone of my damn concepts
what the fuck, was you high..?
did you think i wouldn't recognize lines that i made
then you come up some bullshit tryna prove that im gay...!
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fake fucks..move on...!

thinking you making a return?,guess again...you flat out whack
you trying to comeback to rv
..when no one here wants you back
bangin my head on my desk,wondering how ur shit so gay..how?
look at u puttin mic/mike in the same line...that shit's played out
funeral...resting in peace?...u need to just shut up,you faker
cuz in case ya don't know...wrestlin went outta style,wannabe undertaker

listin killa 1.87 fill the hollow tips rip flesh till its in ur intestens//

this isnt a issue that i adress ...only bust and fuck up your bone tissue riping throw ur vest

im be the reason u dont smile put that gape in your llaugh and teeth //
my raps definding the law of physices so im abstart u cant see me

for u to have the metaphore king on your net game//
is a shame to rak's name fucking emcee's they becming nothing but a shame//

nigga you wack as fuck and need to move ya big-block
cuz it aint a expression when i say u'll be in DEAD-SHOT
the feds-hot, cuz they trying to tap my phone
they creep in jeeps, and hop out at me when im all alone
shit getting on my nerves like my bloack....this danm-fake
so i might as well punch him in hes face and make hes EYE-HOP.... like pancakes
so snortin 10 grams of coke only time u hear me say this man-lace
and working as a machanic only time u BUILD a FAN-BASE BIATCH!!

wat the fuck was that was you either rappin or singin/
them things that im bringin guns leave you flat on the cement/
you the real fruad the fakest nigga on the net/
5 foot 6 kid wit ca$h nigga wat did you expect/
my intelect leave effects that of five teks/
now nigga step/


quicky

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This bitch is twisted, you aint rich or artistic-
You autistic, Broke, and played out like Limp Bizkit-
A waste of time-......,And a waste of Lines.
The kind I find, To waste some rhymes-

I know your type, Think your dope...
spit a bar... an everybody like nope-
An american Idol-suicidal-at the fact you aint fit for a mic-
Forget it u Bite! U aint even fit for this corny rap site........

How the fuck is you a beast, nigga ya bars garbage
you smoked out blow ya roach out moth ball bitch-
comin at the nigga kid cash wit ya bitch ass
fall back like whip lash-
This is war you a enemy dick
send me a dis get cracked like a celery stick-
and you and i both know
ya bars so-so plus you a homo trash like a promo-
A beast? nigga in yo dreams
wake up nigga endo beam and i squeeze-
broke nigga no cheese don't freeze
cause gettin shot nothin like havin a nose bleed-

I hate to impose an expose but bro your a ho...
You couldn't grip Beast if I gave you my flow-
Shit please, what you expect, I mean check the Rhyme Scheme...
Endo beam? Don't freeze? Doc just drop to your knee's....

the 3rd post, and he trying to be fly like he the shell or bird that blows//
these words are abstract hard flows wave nock you over cost//
now u in my city with inmates i give u one day ta get on in the titty//
i say it out clear and flow your styles sloopy seen it all over your spiting//
leave a space in your chest like you had brest bitch//
i breth flows and eat emcces this is easy like a breath was a script//
yalw flows is old you ant poppin yawl scribes//
im droppin cats easy beleave me all take all your lifes//