Kid i've looked at ya shit before.. but it just dosen't comprehend
Grab your spinal chord.. push it backwords.. make it bend
Of all wack shit I've seen.. vanilla.. you have done tha most
You'll always stay in tha cypher.. you and your 33 posts
Sow tha mouth shut of this narc.. and then beat ya ass hard
And grip ya fucking neck and stretch it.. like my first bar

Yeah, your first bar was stretched and played..
Like with a Gumby toy that used to be made..
I'll slay you like the sloth you are, just to slow..
I'll just take you to jail cause you must do blow..
You couldn't sow if it was a wheat field in may..
I wouldn't even shut my mouth if it was peeled away..
Your starting to use big words now, like comprehend..
Watch as this spinal cord I have starts to unbend..
Talkin about the number of posts I have, only 33..
At least I didn't freepost to 217, I'll murder thee..

Just stop right now.. I ain't gotta state it.. this faggot is lame
Alcoholic? must of been drunk as hell.. when yu made ya name
Tha fuck were you thinking.. are you shit faced now or hyper?
Tha fuck do you know.. you haven't posted outside of tha cypher
People could jump off a bridge.. and this gay would probably follow
Forget it bitch..I'm stacking wins..when you're just stacking bottles

Stackin wins my ass, all your life you've been tragic..
You couldn't win if you played the Orlando Magic..
New at this and still ripin you from the left and right..
All these lines you post you've been fed, you bite..
Withholding Wisdom is what it says under your name..
If wisdom be bullshit, then you'd be in the hall of fame..
Wise Ways, you've been crowned the court jester..
You woulnd't be called wise if you were the tester..
If you had all the knowledge in the world you'd fold it..
So why don't you stop talkin about wise, rip your tongue out and hold it..

Posting that shit.. is just putting yourself down
Plus you putting down ya location..lol.. T-Town
How original..
Vanilla..just for feeding off me.. Im a split ya skull
Got it twisted so bad.. you don't know if its shit or bull
Shut tha fuck up.. before i use ya spleen for a trampoline
Think your making money.. cuz he made his name green?
Watch me Cut ya with a piece of paper.. and let it bleed..
Can't think of anything on his own.. so tha bitch feeds

...Feeding is tha most faggot thing you can do...

...don't do it

You know, I'm new at all this shit..
I just came on the site and decided to spit..
I guess I'll stop feedin, and start a famen..
Insted I'll be like the devil and damn men..
You need to get your anger managed like Adam Sandler..
I guess I just feel like I need to get on stage, a mic demander..
I'll hit you with a big ass hamer, like your a nail..
If I was your teacher, you'd need to go pass or fail..
I'm done, I'm through spittin for this night..
I'm never gona let you get me down, I'm always up for a fight..

up for a fight, well just wait till i release the demons from my inner soul
their tethered on a leash, fuck making peace, i'm a start the third world war
my skills increased, elevated to the sky fuck calling me a whore
You'll die, bent on your knees a coward in Holy eyes
The day you met FanTa, you met your match, heres your demise
I spit shit faster than a nigga with Tyrets syndrome,
heres a spoon, go eat my ass, you bastard, thats where you came from.

Look at this kid he's fizzed like pop,
What kind of name is Fanta to rock,
Like sponsered bitches this cat'z Diz-ZeE
Lyrically Flat... Ya Styles plain Silly
Like the soda's compition My lines Krush you
Like the Taste test Proved...Your girl preferes
Hands down Ass up my 'structure' to yours...

Por Que Si, what kinda name is that kid//
Probably took you a week to write that gay shit//
You only got 5 post, you fuckin' newbie//
Like a dog in a cage, you'll never get though me//
I'll rip ya to shreds like a cat on a pillow//
My rhymes are so ill, your already turnin' yellow//
Don't you relize that that doesn't rhyme bitch//
You lyrics are fucked, we could call ya 'mind shit'//
Cuz thats what your lyrics always come out to be//
Bitch ya heard me, now your supposed to bow to me//
Please don't bother respond neither, I can take a hit//
If you try to, you suck so bad, we probably would think ya was lit//

ima..assasin this faggot usin his own lines
usin bullets containing shit coz i digested his wack rhymes/
flow wus wack..compared to a fat guy burpin
finish mr.wannabe wit a violent endin/
how come mr.mexican will bow if ya in the same level
if this is hell.. you must be the little devil/
cryin on the corner coz k-nine bully ya mentally
and i will destroy ya crew same as ya damn family/

The fuck ya thinking steping to me... obviously not with that brain atrophy...
Redundant repeativeness recycled emptyness clogging Rap Battle threads....
Like a Rasta-Fari bumble clot... Ja-maican lines you'll just Dread...
Engaged in Verbal war... Explored is your Head... Cranial Overload from My ryhmes ya just Read...
Quick to label me Newbie... With 60+ post you swear that your thru me...
LMFAO this kids nothing but lame... He Wouldn't Bring Fiya if he stepped out in Flame...
So next time you post take a second to think... Cuz the more that we read... The more your rhymes reek...

~Por Que Si~
Dawg-E-Dawg

por que si,

are you a puertorican or mexican, african or jamaican
you wont answer this question coz your not even human/
i order you to sit.. eat my shit and choke loco
dont talk.. ill make ya face red like the coke logo/
elavate ya shit even JD can do betta than that
or leave this place coz you stink like a dead rat/

K-Nine if that's rap I know it's a crime... RB's police gona crack down whack rhyme...
So ya best now flee to W.E.C. B4 more members see your lyrical catastrophy...
You couldn't run w/the pack compared to this Dawg your Verbally Crap...
Shitty bars N lines to match... Literally, burn your work 2 bring the heat that I hatch...
Son'age is your future on site... Best power down before your Son'd twice in one write...
I have no respect for flee riden pest's... Bark up another tree... If you know what's best...
My style's pimp smack... Leaving you in Dis-dress... Like moroned Seamen broadcasting queer S.O.S...

Fuck your whackness!

~Por Que Si~
Dawg-E-Dawg

Por que si u sound like a mexican mommy
a mommy that got some from a guy named tommy

but back to u, u little cunt u weezle
who the fuck u think u r comin up here like u some buddies bad ass super sta

speekin of dresses lokk at por que the fruit cake i bet u put little panties in ur suitcase, if 10 men came in a cup u probabley drink it :

so ok folks enough with the gay jokes specially from a gay broke bitch like urself a lope

u better leave this shit before i clap u back