look at your record 1 -3/
and yet u still think u can compete wit me/
Ozzy take this as a lesson not as a diss/
my real name's Chris but I've got no alias/
Ozzy what a punkass name/
what are u a osborune or a costume/
don't diss me no more wit your fakeass fame/
you playin games while I'm playin for keeps/
get the fuck off the forum and sweep some fuckin streets

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Put your little freestyles out/
Don't know'em but your boys get'em/
Ask the kid on the corner I mop the floor wit'em "SWEEP!!!"/
A nigga talk bout me he need the lord wit'em/
or guardian angel on tour wit'em/
I turn your friends against ya I make u wish u wasn't/
I'm part of your family more like a distant cousin/
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Battle me n take the tally to two to three Christie
Beat you so bad it'll make the next bitch bleed
Like virgin Mary when I popped her perfect cherry
Father of Jesus, pray to me I'm G-O-D
little faith n you'd a been born with a penis homie
unlike you're parents ya bound to spend forever lonely
Not a 'costume'... you'd put me on along with perfume
Run to the gay clubs poppin' extacy with valliums
Wake up with a raped ass smiling about the value
Cheap ass hoe, make breakfast and get the vacuum

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bitch shutup you aint G-O-D you G-A-Y and it probably runs in the family/
talkin bout raped asses you would probably know/
your concept for life is to get money you have to be a ho/
half your shit dont rhyme not includin your fucked flow/
ozzy let me give you a tip do somthin your good at like assist and blow/

Only way you get a vote is if you have a D/R
You choke on your own rhymes, time to give you CPR
I keep hittin and spittin, cause I'm pissin on your shitty writtens
Let me be the first to tell you, if you win it'll be by luck
Cause my god CPR man you suck

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All hail the honourable

My battles

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MeGaHurtZ

Oh just great, look who I'm dissin again
I'll spit so loud you'll feel it in your limb
You can read english right, your vision ain't dim?
Hey one day we should battle.. in a gym
With a gay guy checkin you out, named Jim
If he looked at me, I'd run and claim I win

damn wat happened to da cyper
we need to get rid of des whack bitches so it'll be hyper
dis muthafuka named krez is 1-4
and he think he doin good ill kick you out da door
you can tell dese bitches is new
im not just talkin but jrad i talk bout da 3 of you
yo rhymes is so whack it make me sick
i threw one punch and da 3 of you got hit

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No ones gonna stop me

it looks like ur 2 easy to get sick
ur a girl so no wonder ur rhymes sound like a chick flick
stop wasting ur time, peep the words of mine
ur strongest line sounds like a typical bitch whine
just wait for ur wedding, or for your wedding ring
cuz that might be the only bling bling
u will ever have so diss me if you can
and my advice is for you to work on your tan
this aint no shopping mall so please stall
it's better than breaking ur nail after I cause your fall

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Westbanka Radah vs Quick With

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this kid comes to battles wit gloves to try to fight nice...
...he gambles when he battles,thats why he rollin wit white dice
this guy fucks wit arabian knights to earn labels...
...then got the whack avy,cuz its the only way he could turn tables

ehh^

ehh^ quick key******* but yea.......someone diss me

much oblidged, to have this kid scared-to-death/
like a upside-down cross, i'll reverse the meaning of bless//
with a lyrical-casturation, i'll leave you subliminal-blasts/
in the era of the criminal, you sweating more pounds off then slim-fast//
as a lawyer of rap, i open-n-close this case/
spray mase in ya face, tie strings on you, and play you like tapes//
you think im done wit dis lame? na,, im just beggening by faultin his frame///
you couldnt be hot if you fell in a puddle of lava/
rhymes weak like placid penises, and to slow to compete in java (text)//
to bad ya lit-er-acy, is so far under my beat, you see?/
this tight lil verse that i spit, you might not be able to read//

holy shit that was verse was "ill".. man that bitch was killin it/
nah im serious, must be "sick" or somethin cos this dill spittin shit/
flow was holy... truthfully... there was holes in the whole-thing/
all the cat does is rap with hyphens... miness the multis/
pre written and bitten... "dribbles" as the *original* mc rehearses/
worthless... hoops no doubt "double dunks" to steal his verses/
i spit curses... im on top-a-this, i rock the shit, he makes fake promises/
confident, talkin bout knockin kids... man youll be scared when you catch my carcophygus/
spittin from beyond-of-this world, not only hot on the mic im hot with the girls/

shit i gotta go... im gonna have to stop there...

peace

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You dont want to fuck with Slippa cause i spit from coast to coast
Yo mom f***in niggas older than ya posts

Like 2 pac i aint no killa so dont push me
Dont blame all the boys cause yo favorite food is pussy

mY scope lock and load matter of fact it is stareing
my heat take out ya meat and make yo digestive system a vegatarin

Slippa you need to slow down, your lookin like a clown,
stop fallin on ur face, man you couldnt put shit to disgrace,
you keep on fallin like MJ, but im brand new so get outta my way,
im the best like kanye west, and i aint goin nowhere anytime soon,
so slip put on some super glue, or maybe you should tie ur shoe,
but im sorry bitch, there isnt any hope for you

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