Do Like The Title Says

Six Lines MINIMUM

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Axe ain't sharp...he's so dull he's round...
Has pics of chicks all over...so you'll think he gets down.
But he don't, he fronts more than entrance doors...
Only reason the babes let him click tha pic...they're fuckin whores.
So get back ta modding, or whatever it is ya do...
And make sure ya wallet's fat, the girls sure ain't there for you.

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Merkings will occur Monday thru Friday, 8 am thru 5 pm, C.S.T.
For my convenience, not yours!

Born to kill? or born to spill...semen on on any men wishin at will
Ya pissin it still.....laughin how i attack a so-called champion
I betcha bleached up or beat up....like Eminem or Hanson,
All those names onya scroll been played like Marylin Monroe
Ain't born to kill....but you was close tho....ho....ya born to die
Lets battle 6 bars bitch I'll eat u like Peacan Pie.........

I'm rippin you...who ya look up to...... and ya alias/
showing every newbie on the site who the best at this/
I rip you apart like Hulk Hogan did his shirts/
"H-o-r" like the bitch on the side of ya verse/
with the first 2 lines...... i killed.... the "t....i"/
the next 4....this lil "Hor" was sure to die/

Ya the one who sucks dick, deep inta the night...
Ya the one who fucks prick, and don't put up a fight.
Ya the one who who can't win, just look at tha stats...
Ya couldn't flow with a fin, now how sad is that?
So get on outta here, ya missing ya rocks...
The One who ain't Great, cept at suckin cocks.

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Merkings will occur Monday thru Friday, 8 am thru 5 pm, C.S.T.
For my convenience, not yours!

Born To Kill is fuckin so white makes Elton John look ' hood
Dont get smacked up by a faggot, u still aint good
Cant handle it when im dismatilin shit
Clashin clips knockin you out of your ' zone
2 bars left and u already gaspin
last one wigga, u still aint no wtf just happened

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Reppin NUCLEAR CONCEPTS


Grimey - Records

u think your loco essay/
just listen to any1 u aint impressay/
ur rhymes are bad and messay/
wait let me tell something and confessay/
my rhymes are more youres r lessay/
take this advice and stay very far away/
cos u nuthin but a wannabe essay/

^ Can I get a Whack Whack!!

Ahhh damn, another wayward child spitting ryhmes irritaing as Spam!/

Just another newbie free posting w/o a plan, probably next ~2B~ banned!/

If I ever spit as whack, RB take my Membership back/
Cuz it's talent ya lack, like a soldier minus ~A~ flack/

Yeah I bet ya can see from the bottomless depths of RB's W.E.C./
Your only view is up, yet elevations keeps eluding ya on'da M I C/

My rythemic perfection brings ya stale spit massive corrections/
'Disfucntional' lines along with 'Soft' 'Bars', Draining ya 'Member' from beCUMing a 'Pop' 'Star'/ Read between the lines!

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

CONSTANT SLACKER IS RIGHT THIS CRACKER STILL COULD'NT RAP IF HE WAS'NT WHITE / IGNORANT TASTE I HAD BETTA AT A GARBAGE WASTE AND YA MOMA'S PLACE BELOW HER WAIST /
AWW MAN PUSSY MAKES MORE RENTS THAN THIS NIGGA COULD MAKE CENTS / ONLY THING THAT CAN SELL YA RHYMES IS NICKS,DIMES, & NINES IF YA DONT SHOOT YA SELF 5 TIMES B-4 YOU REACH THE SECOND LINE YA MIGHT SELL YA NUSERY RHYMES / GET YA SHIT TOGETHER OR DONT NEVER COME ON THIS SITE EVA //

yo slipt i think you slipped
bitch i suggest you quit
you cant spit you twitch
dont talk shit cause im equipped
with grenades,gats and clips
dog ur new to RB
first you need an army
and stop taking rhymes from barney

peace

^You all love just what I type right ?
That shit must me live
Cuz I could drop cum lines
And this kid would bite it, tight
My prose devastate you, don't want fistcuffs
Cuz my punches will have ya sippin ham through sip cups

PS- You're what? Oh yea..you're whack.

THIS GUY A RAP GUTTER SHAKIN LIKE JOE U STUDD STUDDER
MA HIGH NIGHT CAP IS SENDING SHOTS THRU U LIKE BUTTER

JACKSON GAY LIFE STRAIGHT WIT KOBE BUT U DA ONE RAPED
SACKEM' TILLTHEY ESCAPE I THOUGHT I HEARD YA WORDS TAPED

ON MTV OR BET ONE OR THE OTHER OR MAYB FROM YA MOTHER
IM A G THAT C A FAKE WANNA B BROTHER LIKE NIGHT U SHUDDER

I OWN THIS CYPHER I IGNITE YA IM FLUID AND TRU TO SCREW
I DONT LIKE YOU WAT A BITCH LIKE U TO DO FUCK U AND YA CREW

Diss tha nigga above me well that bitch would be Phayme,
me gettin to hate on this nigga now this is just a shame,
im droppin bombs on dis nigga like im afghanistan,
this niggas life is on short circuit cuz im checkin in,
im too thoed for dis damn thread so im out this hoe again!

YungHeadWrecka, once older and wiser,
Now to emcee weakness, he is my prime epitomizer,
coined the terms 'wack' and his opponents all looked 'ill',
So a self-conscious Wrecka became emaciated on the pill,
His head bobs and throbs like he actually has a dope idea,
But only to Emcee's with zero wins is he a panacea (cures all disease),
For a finale we'll talk in his terms to make him understand,
job lacking little g, sayin' bitch so often doesn't fill the supply to create the demand

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tobacco pipe smoker
escobar, your life is over
justify the righteous nova
bullets flew out his right shoulder