you cant see me that fine, this cat'll bleed on a dime.../
n' the only time my visions corrupted... is when im readin ya lines!/
im beatin him wise, and truth is... i aint fond 'a yer crew.../
get on with it newb... i been here a year longer then you!/
this imposter is screwed... dont ever pretend to be dope/
dont protect ya neck, but this joke'd best be defendin his throat!/

bitch a death stroke to u, is chokin on dick, shit that's all to true/
left useless and confused, twist u up, dazed struck/
fuck it, I'll just hit up with 26 shots, that outta shut u the fuck up/
punk what? but I got these otha 2 chumps but guess what?/
I don't gotta say much cuz u both suck cock cuz u can't get cunt/
it's kinda hard ta get dumped when u can't even pick up/
unless she's drunk, and hopped up on coke and skunk/
masta C, u juss a bitch cuz u "Speakin to E.Z."/
hell if need be, I'll take both of u's to the streets/
show that I can stomp, and merk both u's and leave u to bleed/
and it'd only be me leavin da scene untouched and clean/

directed at masta C, Speek.E.Z., and Slipt.

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<center><table style=filter:GLOW(color=red)>Atmosphere - inspirations of following in the footsteps of story tellin rhymes</table></center>

<center>Corrupted Visions</center>

<center><table style=filter:GLOW(color=black)>Giving Sight A Third Eye</table></center>

This guy can't do anything by himself//
That's why he has his crew write his stuff//
He admits it that Masta C is part of his crew//
Making your own name doesn't come easy to you//
You making Masta C off a Masta P//
Little Romeo could even see that it's to easy//
And ass for you Middle Weight//
You'll never make your place at champ camp//
I bet we could never pull heavy weight outta his ass//

skitten was that shit written, we kno damn sure it wasn't bitten
i could come up with a better flow, while pregnant..with kittens
listen? okay i got your attention, now make sure to laugh
then i'ma embarris you like your job and it's a chore to rap
just a whore in the back, stupid ass with no flava
avy's like i already used a sonic line before, so just call me...a big hater

No abuse, you trying to freesyle, its no use//
Cuz u dis on skittin but you got no punch in that shit you spittin//
and it don't even rhyme , you being on RB should be considered a crime//
So Im gonna have you indicted, just try and fight it//
cuz if you win i'll put your face to the curb//
So you might as well bite it//

This cats 'prog-nosis' is bleak, broken like 'immunities' from the 'trash' that he speaks/

Call that rap, another career ya should seek, maybe styling 'lines' for the realm of the 'Weak'/

Four posts and ya ready to boast, ya mouth is moving but ya ryhmes must be 'Ghost'/

Your disconnected and feeling neglected, cuz ya ryhmes are Sick and Whackness infected/

Serve that crap and ya'll just get rejected, stick ~2~ Crack cuz your Dopeless ~&~ misdirected/

Now head back to your room ya sorry baffon, come back w/prewrit'z and the styles ya Consume/ (<-eat bite w/e)

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

I got some Somke to choke this fuckin reefercutionist
Its not dope you ho, my lines go electrocute`this`bitch
Screw the switch, my mag spray go illumiate the room
i better fumigate for somebody smell the stinch of yo doom
Yo couldn't even spell bafoon* it must be Cali's night life
wit seven hundred seventy nine posts, whacho do on this site?

What I do on this site? Ignite da Mic ~N~ devistate cuz all ya herbs a'like/

Go ahead Sign on the _ _ _ _ _ (dotted line) for ya membership into 'Herbs-4-Life'

Is that ya name or just ya Sexual Shame, Disfucntional Member ~N~ Little 'Peter Tame'/

I read ya spit but it's lacking the 'Shit', unless it's smeared all over ya 'Buddies Dick'

Either way ya never comming close to a Hit, Kind of like ya allergy to the Clit/

So on the MIC you can Sit, it fits better like that Dick in your Grip or when ya B/F's Ramming ya Hips/

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

bouncedoggydog you seem to have these cats shook/
cuz check how long it took to put ur face to my foot/
kickin rhymes ta ya look im drop lines u da hook/
ur battle careers over homie run back ta ya book/
i heard you was raped...so tell ur story homie/
ur better of getting props if u say it was kobe/
this niggas gay even big joke told me/
this niggas diggin my style and said he'll blow me/
u bitch made lyrically fit? nigga...show me/
i wrote this simple homie for u to pretend u can fold me......

Excuse me ~R~ ya trying ~2~ amuse me? Ya just a slut in this game... a fucken fluzy/

Don't make me spit thru ya frame dismember ~N~ mame...leak ya thoughts out ya brain/

Ya just a pedifile in denial roaming the childrens ailse cuz boy's pants were 1/2 off...service with a smile/

Time to switch it up, elevating complexity finalyzing ya destiny/
verbalizing w/thermal toxicity poison melting evry herb N proximity

delusional thoughts of battle'n me...I'll rattle ya cranial cavity ya straggle'n "G"

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

whey the fuck do niggas use words they cant understand
you must got the rhyming dictionary tattoed on your hand
my nigga are you for real i hope that wasnt your best
you one of those niggas that got answers and still cant past the test
you like a domino players just matching the dots
cause those words your matching have meanings.......oh you must of forgot

stepped into the cypher, its surrounded with lame gays,
.. id diss you .. if i could figure out wtf your name says!
your wack as fuck hoe, with one syllable rhyming lines?
why the fuck am i even here .. its just wasting my time!
[ ____________________________________] , dude
^you registered THIS month, so THAT line alone sonns you!

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looking at your verse i see the outcome will be cri-ti-cal
bitches ask for syllables your flow is pi-ti-ful
not to be a-na-ly-ti-cal but the shit you spit is ty-pi-cal
of a nigga that claims hes superior but receives no re-si-du-als
i hate to be cy-ni-cal...but in this case i have to be
your momm has my ge-ni-tals on a picture from her (CAMARA-C)

keep forcing your multi's, moron. your not a cool kid,
the camera line wasnt dope .. when evolve used it = |
so yours REALLY fucking sucked, and a mom line? eww..
that alone speaks volumes on what it takes to beat you!
plus your an illiterate fuck .. its CAMERA you little shit,
so go ahead, Raise the Bar .. then i'll beat u to dfeath w. it!

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