y am i so dope you can already tell/
im a kid that rhyms spit fire like hell//
cats want beef but nobody can reach me/
listen like a student but nobody can teach me//
you need to step correct to this kid i spit quick/
im 14 and leavin the club with your thick chik//
i spit sick/
no need to stash my ryms cause they cant be destroyed//
but rhymin is my job even though im still un employed

why am i so dope? well i guess im the best because im bored/
holy shit, shortyroc? i member you from -freestylin.org-/
i was Sino mother fucker. i killed rookies to there demise/
now its my time on this site to destroy toys wit no surprise/
im like the finest wine im blindin to the sight many guys/
findin my kindness but usin my pshycotic lines for homicide/
its about fuckin time, dont mind me, im just trying to get mine/
you got forsight ill light ya ass up like dynamite there aint no need for fightin/
your shit aint gonna work out, like Bloods and Crips unitin/

niggas is scared to rumble
straight wanna be humble/
crack you in the jaw stumble
get thrown to the ground and tackled like a fumble/
and you betta believe u aint making it
no more talk for real dog u aint saying shit/
i kno u see the nine on the clip
fuck it ima hit this nigga with a pipe in his lip/

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THE ROC

HOLLA BACK WE IN THE BUILDING

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THE ROC

i take your heart out and rip it through your chin/
if you not in pain, i'll put in back in, and do it again/
if it dont work again, this time i'll do it with a pen//
the way my skills come at you makes your body shrill/
you jump the fuck outta your shoe after every kill//
my consciousness is burning out, its unstable/
come down to fixing my anger, i'm unable/
with my fire burnin i twist minds, and turn tables/
got you livin a fake life, retelling a fable//
if you diss my disses i'll come back 9 times harder/
i'll make you combust from the inside for starter//
the last thing first in my mind is quitting/
i'm more then confident in these words i'm spitting//

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I rip weenies wanna battle at a murderous rate
Niggas can't hate, i swing to be the last of the greats
In this world of mental madness when my minds in a state
Of knowin that i'm rawer than a nigga who cant relate
I'm too hot for television like live jerry springer
Like a hornet i'll keep on stingin with venomous stingers
Quickest drawer in the west when it comes to ear ringer
Ready to shoot through any nigga when it comes to the slingers

no need to explain...im ill nuff said
i spit hot lines like veteran crackheads
my rhymes is like rabbies they get in ya head
lyrics so raw they punch niggas till they brain dead
i will put ya ass to sleep if u think ya tough
only time my niggas catch L's is when u throw blunts at us

yo theres no need to test me im to ill,
sick wit skill,
i need to smoke 8 danks to be chill,
im ill wit emcee fever,
and old and cold like leave it to beaver,
but sharp enouph to kill like a meat clever.

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Quote:

Originally Posted by Indeph Lyricalsolja you illy on the sickness tip.

Yo im hitin yall up wit my self glorification,
to bitches who made this a hater nation,
i drop em like a sack of shit,
like fags suckin dicks,
and usin em for tooth pics,
cause they cant get a bitch,
to give a lick,
but me on the other hand,
im a real man,
ima killa wit a skrilla,
killa a bitcha uh i willa.

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Quote:

Originally Posted by Indeph Lyricalsolja you illy on the sickness tip.

im the illest emcee to be around/
ill tell you a couple things i hate, ill name off like its a debate/
Numba 1, i hate clowns tryin to be tough, when they aint nuttin like a fake ass bluff/
Numba 2, i cant stand niggas who think they pimps, watch these niggas all havin new limps, once im done they be all called gimps/
i dont even need to finish my list! after this ill make you talk like you have a lisp/
im the fucking Real OG straight from the hood and bak watch these niggas clappin to every single 1 of my tracks, dont lack no skill, see im like steven segal just out for a kill/ ill give you a good thrill so dont stop takin them pills and hit you bak with 28 inchs of hard cold steel/ Wait STOP!.... then hit you bak so fast you think the clock stoped!.

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yeah yeah im ill!

with every rhyme that i spit/ i show you how nasty i get
i migrate from other sites/ with followers on my dick
i overshadow other self proclaimed rappers/ without a doubt
i'm over your heads/ that why can't see exactly what i'm about
if i get any sicker/ aids would drop from the public eye
and i dare a nigga who think he better/ to fuck with mine.

simple six bars.

This ain't no game it's more like an addiction//
It's like bump'n and rail'n, what's ur prediction//
Will he dump it in the tail end, you faget
motherfucker I was talkin' bout bass//
Lemme C ya get low like Lil Jon was in the place//
Right now my brain can't function, it's runnin' in place//
How the fuck did the russians lose that dude in outerspace//
He didn't die or nothin' just vanished without a trace//
This sucks but oh well it's my first one//
So u'mma stay objectin' and swervun'//
On those who claim to b protectin and servun'//
Cuz they like to harrass me and disrespect me for certain//
Krispy drapes the fear so for all ya'll it's curtains//

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I ain't bangin' I'm Tru2Thyslf

i know im da best no need yell it i'll let dez writer's debate,dez liar's is fake-
i keep "buildin" my skills up niggaz get scared when i let da "fire-escape"-
i dont battle 4 less than a G now higher da stakes,marvolous and im just great-
im 2 sick with it rappers cant hang with me they get tired and break-
and dem so call thugs come at me get shot and left da lye in a lake-
especialy u lyin da jake,nyc is mine once i get signed im buyin da state-
on rb like about 10-20 guy's is snake,see me spittin sick now they tryin da hate-
i could give u 1009 reason's y i am just great!... jea

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U NOT FUKKiN WiTH ME PLaiN N SiMP!...

Da "SiCKEST ON DiS SiTE" LiNE HaS BEEN USED aGaiNST ME 50 x'S...U DUDES aBUSED iT

So Destructive I Battle And Demolish Verbal Armies/
And At The Same Time I'm Rippin These Trax Like An Angry Chineese
But My Name Aint Jin/kill You Like A Thief In The Night But Its Just The Light Dim. After Im Through Wit The Average Emcee I'll Make You Find Religion And Become A Mormon/cuz Yall Know I Deliver More Busted
Grills Than George Foreman.

Itz Tha Season of tha Sick so my Reason is Legit
the typr of mc to battle u while im taking a Shit
tha one who'd shoot u if it was a Waste of a Clip
besides im More than Hype execute you from the biggest Tourest Sight

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