10-15 lines
spit within 30 mins
i spit 1st
no hate, d/r, crew votes

ayt lets go and see who the real 'new boy' is lmao

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Lyrical Mc's jabbin me with a pen of lipstick
hes got the colors and shit but he still sucks dick
all his fancy frills and extra little add ons
do nothin for his "flow" like a weak tampon
im like tha bully at skool, cuz i twist ya flows nipples
cuz your punches looks like they where from armless cripples
This flow like lead goes up straight to the head
My Grandma shoots better than Lyrical Mc and shes dead
Like reverse pot, you go down before you elevate
by then ya brains is liquid and you can just vegetate
This "gangsta' wouldn't last a day in LA
He couldn't get a posse even from the GSA (gay straight alliance)
So he can load up on guns and think he can fly high
till i shoot him down with my lyrical drive-by
the KKK and the Panthers would both shoot at you
word up faggot, im tellin ya its true
SO you gonna take me? you and what army?
dont even think about callin up ZaRni (zarni and the one man army)
This flow had you wasted, fuck up, and spun out
im like Jim Thome, cuz my "hits" pack clout.

ayt this is 20 lines but u can spit 20 aswell if u want

ive waited long enogh dawg,so il jst drop first

Verse:

ur beats have cut ur own troat "slit" bitch,
ur lyrical rhymes were slipin battles until u hit dis hitch//
your rhymes are like slow start
like fat men in go-karts//
my 12 gage is smokin and ur tokin on da funes
il put a lyrical cap in ur arse of fuckin wid biblical tunes//
ur stlye is genericaly imposable to follow
but unlike ur bitch ur mum does swollow//
dawg ur a male jiggilo jerkin wid ur stlye
my punches will leave u drunk,so il add dis win to my file//
stop haggin wid micheal jako he's got u fillpin wid kids,dats crime
if it's smellin kids cock's u won't,snif on a white line//
dawg, u can't handdle my lyrcis,then hail,
Mc beats is "insane",he can't read so ill spit in brail//
rappin comes easily to me,see ur neck my rhymes will snap-it
aint life a bit wen u make losin a habbit//
your lyrics are fucked up convention,
weres mine are biblical rhymes witch god didn't mention//
dis page is for lyrical potencial and for dawgs who can spit,
dis guy thought he had a pube till he piss out of it//

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