seriuosly dawg dissconnect ya keyboard honest advice
You tha type ta get gangsta on tha net but in the streets u nice
I laugh at fools that are played and schooled dawg you on MY BLOCK
If i see you on the street you betta be strapped cuz mines cocked
Hit you in ya eye sock leave you lyrically bleedin from head to toe
Thats all you know how to be a herb in this world....in the end so
Back up ya seat get up walk away from ya screen and quit rapping
If your bitch ass wanna battle....set it the fuck up bitch and stop asking

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A LIFE OF CHRYME

you came on august,posting a lot..'n we all wished ya'd just stop
and the only block your familar wit is in your sister's sandbox
you can't rock..it's like the opposite of me buying a ring
your life's about as pathetic as the skills your trying your bring
so go start hiding 'n shit..your wack...ur Q's roller-coaster toy
Who the hell bites lines from someone named Posterboy?

Bitch you couldn't be a G or MC if you bought an Envoy-
You shoulda takin sum tip's and bit off.......posterboy.....
I mean you stand to talk shit? with a record like that?
I could throw out my trash and still leave you lapped-

real life,ur a shook lil white boy who wear clothes that gays wear
and ur locations in the cave?..for real?
..well do us a favor........and FUCKING STAY THERE!
it ain't rare,to find herbs like u in there..ur raps I just blew it through
you tellin me to bite?..well sorry..I don't do bitch moves like u
I'll strike you wit these words..u suck on the shit a whore likes
And bout my record?..yea,it's better than yours,right?

bah...w/e.

im bored and shit

you niggas are so lame, its like which 2 did this
cuz halloween pass, and then we have DIS-TRICK
ya egg head nigga should of got thrown in ditches
open ya stitches, snatch ya wallet and open ya riches
cuz i'll leave you TAP'ED out like wrestling submission
and quickly switch ya spot from top to bottom like porno position MOTHER FUCKER!!

blah... i wont waste any effort on these clowns

dude you alright just ripped open ya wind pipe
heard your now in heaven better thank me for the invite
come back as an angel and ya blood will really start the pourin
better go to the cvs cause youll be needing that neo spourin
i guess you didnt die like the rest time for more lead in ya chest
and if yo pray really hard and stay in heaven you might become lyrically blessed.

4-1 down, time to change ya stance
only legendary thing with you's in your pants
I no your girl, says you need help to rock it
you are well know, but only cos your microscopic

How the fuck can you call canadian shit murder
The boredom of ya rhymes, Now that shit's what I call murder
They fucking suck
get the fuck out of here for I cut of ya nutz
What fucking boyz in the hood, They only got farms where you reside
Read my name you and ya boyz run and muthafucking hide
Come into the cypher and I cum in ya mama
Have her emotions so high with my dick
You could call it a drama

dont look now but you about to get hated
those mamma jokes like ya rhymes.. overrated
you cut his nuts off and post them on a website
an hook dem on ya dick, tired of being a trasvestite
who the hell hooked you up with some lyrics
thats like a red neck doing chemical physics
why even post in the cypher ya wasting time
the only thing cool about this mexican guy was in 89

First let me tell u wit dem rhymes u aint no legend
kindergardens spit better just make da confession
look ill be ya teacer go head cop my lesson
hit wit punchlines that would make u need antidepressants
imma treat dis like a present and go on rap it up
please take my advice and please just give it up



THis aint nuthin imma spiita fo real if this cypher was good id waste my time writtin sumthin betta than this ha

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take dat BItch WAtch When Im SPittin

Think your somethin special, lmao ok
cause heres the news kid...i smoke J's
and the battles the same, no different
so i dunno whats worse...
.............your punches or your rhythm
Im spittin below you, but ya verses are still below mine
And i'd sell your verse to a coke dealer...
......a.nd leave your punches under-lined

at that shit.

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Daubs MySpace

my rhymes attack your E-pride and make your bones hurt,dude
Cuz If I sucked like you...I'd say at my own verse too!!
all I see in yo' shit is nothing but a bunch of lame ass threats,sir
& tell me,please..........Who the hell puts "lmao" in a text verse?
What's wrong than his punches 'n rhymth you ask?
well..it's simple...just read the shit you just typed...dumbass...


w/e.

Yo, why is the killa so wack? Just aint dope.. like tryna get high offa prozac
and I think you know that... Lil Jon called and he wants his flow back
Your verse is like a throwback... Im gettin vibes from times when rhymes werent even written in lines
before hard drives, before paper n pens, before monks were the only scribes
before the english language was derived, back when the dinosaurs were alive
You remind me of cats that found it hard to survive, let alone communicate, they were so far behind. you just got that kinda vibe.
Im better than you, its just a priori.

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Your Spitting so blight and your verses ain't just ain't hitting me,dyke
& you must really suck to use the same punchline delivery twice
you better off just giving the shit a bite..but not from me,I'm too hot for this
u so busy yappin 'bout dinosaurs and shit...you forgot to diss
rhymes sopposed to be loud..and I listened to you,'n ain't heard shit
you callin me wack?..nah...YOU the one qouting my whole verse,bitch