Dude, your rap? my verse burns it, turned out flaccid and worthless,/
dont take a geometrist to figure out that you rappin in circles,/
you stopped makin progress about one line into ya verse/
the syllable count just doesnt work, despite the rhyme dictionary you keep in your purse/
Ha, big words? man you ain't educated, put common sense first/
check ya previous verse; elements, igneous rocks and sediments, its all year 9 school work/

Why didnt u rip that bitch mullet? anyone steps to me i splatter they asses/
all you did was spit shit and sit there like a dumbass, with twinkling lashes/
straighten your glasses and "oh umm... you dont know about big words but i do"/
fuck man, by what came outta you you aint got a clue too, shit u probly have trouble tyin your shoes/
with the rap standard of a 3 yr old, a bad kid, aint it nap time for you?/
shit, cant even spell simple words.. last time i checked WORSE had a 'w'/
think you a doctor, usin medical terms, you still so far from ill/
i could do it too... im so phat i need constant doses of demoxonyl/*

....there wasnt much to work with in his last verse so i dissed his otehr one too...

*demoxonyl is a dietary drug..

One Love

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so you wanna act like em and become a "one man band"
wit ya old scriptures... style buried in sand.../
with one hand holdin the mic the other holdin ya dick
you pervert shit..a lunatic that end his fuckin career in a week/
is that rappin fo you..?so are you happy wit that
its like your in a road trip but all the fuckin tires are flat.../

K-nine, have some white wine from my grape vine
Nuts like grapefruit, that shits cum bitch I was lyin'
Alright, listen up *DAWG* start prayin' to gawd
I'll fuck you up 10 different ways just cuz I'm bored
You're goin overboard walk the plank or face my sword
Take the former better call for the emergency ward
Cuz I'm the better performer, I got you cornered
I'm pimpin' and you're waiting for a prostitution supporter
Butch and Bruce roll past and pass you a quarter
They gonna fuck you harder than I fucked your daughter

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Please, dont even try to spit, 20 grand did and i started burning him/
just face it bitch, nobody c-c-c-can rap in b-b-b-birmingham!*

ya only postin here in hopes of gay action/
askin him to drink your cum, are you from a queer faction?
ya losin grip on the situation, slippin worse than tires wit no traction/
cuz I'm turnin the tide worse than wave refraction/

ill end your rap career, ya get ya money from the dole/
then i would rape ya daughter, but her butts so big i cant find the pussy hole!


*ozzy was born in birmingham. _!..! rock on! also, ozzy stutters when he talks

for 10tative:

the daughter that your rapin aint his, its your mom's//
you fuckin insest, thats shits fuckn wrong//
and another thing when you try and be clever whilst flowin//
the reason ozzy s-s-s-tuts is cuz he had shit loadsa h-roine//
tryin to act hard, using cheap rhymes to mask your weak self//
you fuckin retard, your as cheap as chips from the store shelf//
it'll backfire down your eardrum, chokin your throat like gum//
this bum cant even put words right, i wouldnt be surprised if he took this shit for fun//
you end that guy's career?, you dont even know him//
hey, you fucked your sister, thers no way of knowin//
you have failed as a rapper, what have you got to keep goin?//
your vocab's limited, you must have 'kkbug's' disease//
ease the pain by suicide, better that than gettn dissd wid ease//


hehe.

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Untitled, your named after your fathers name on the birth certificate
To put it delicate, your mums a hoe and she's loving it.
Face it, your a mistake. Did someone say steak?
Cause your a depressed fat kid eating a baked cake with rhymes that are fake.
Go give your snake a shake while thinking of re-takes of will & grace video tapes
For gods sake, we dont want you so tie a rock to your leg and jump in a lake

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I say mali you say booooo

Well you can bake your cake forgoodness sake, use the rake!!
Your nursery rhyme rhymes have no effect on me kid,
I've seen the same shit bit, from that Dr Sues trick. So who you really fool'n, write'n raptual text when you from downunder?
NEWSFLASH!! YOU CANT RAP, no wonder?!!?!
With your little itty bitty bling bling under ya sig,
You just a follower like frotto in lord of the rings

da vinci tha artist was literally a faggot, in other words he woz gay
and thats tha guy u name urself after, i aint got nothing to say
except this guy is searching for a homo sexual guy to fuck~with
loving every single moment of tha pleasure as soon as its stuck~in
juz thinking bout two men together is plain dis~gus~ting
quit rap, coz tha only thing u good at iz thrust~ing
wen ppl tell each other "not to drop tha soap"
they mean to watch ya hole from gay men thinking u dope
to you its like they talking reverse psychology
u drop it purposly and bend down while tha other guy calls u a prodigy
you think you can take on n e muthafuka on stage
but wen i grab tha mic, i spit like a dragons rage
erupting tha scene, ya'll running bak 2 tha cage
da vinci aint nothing, this is tha fresh emcee age

that woz shit..juz bored something to put ma mind on..no beef
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Dude, why you dissin others names when your whole rap is a catastrophe/
Youre far from original... with a name like "fresh emcee" youd have-to-be/
i dont get it, you said you had nothing to say but there you are back to rap line three/
you mc away, but little did you know the one that would write back-was-me/
and you done it too, i hate bitches that flow about homosexuals/
next time you write stop and think of what ,I, the best-would-do/
how the fuck do you know the guys gay, thats right.... you dont/
so next time you want to rhyme bout that, thats right... you wont/

yo, bro, lemme give you a tip, you wont grow respect by sayin you rap shit/
you probably think "oh maybe theyll think i can do better"... that aint it/
even someone with slow wits can pick up that you makin excuses for your lame spit/
ohhh... you were bored... hmm.. ok... . anyway, what im trying to say is rapping shit is not somethin to admit/
specially If the standard of your rap is so self explanitory/
WEAK punches, no wordplay... If I didnt know better id think it was an allegory/
But its no problem man... you stick to erupting the scene,-okay?/
I'll Spit fire you stick to dribbling more than kobe from the pro nba/

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bitches in here tryin 2 contest/
im straped wid a nine and a bulletproof vest/
im ready 2 spit this shit and flip the script/
on u poor mutha fuckers who gonna get bit/
if lyrics were clips id be fully equiped/
nuf bout me ima talk bout this bitch/
the 1 man band who aint had a hit/
up in the hood wid ur boys......all 1 of em/
gettin freaky wid him......swallowin his semen/
doin boys up in the rear/
u a fake and a queer/
u should drop dead and die/
ima pop a whole clip in ya eye/
shoot from 100 meters wid my uzi/
accurate mutha fucka.....im the definition of dark knight, pussy/

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R.I.P OMB

To Be Honest...I Don't Know Why I Bothered

mad dog:


is that it, the definition of your crew comes up wid this trash?//
pussy crew, yeah thats right, perverts with fuckn moustache//
your uzi may kill him, but it'll hardly scratch me//
your lucky 'one-man-band's' above ya, cuz he'll tear your fuckin pussy-apart//
single handedly rips you to shreds you fuckn tart//
he'll fart all ova yer yellow ass 'BART'//
you know why my name's untitled besides my fitness?//
once i kill, i leave no trace behind for any witness//
mind you, i'l leave you bleedin to death cuz your rhymes gives me the sickness//


that was weak.lol

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Untitled talkin real greasy like he thug or somethin,
But that spit there sound like he on drugz or somethin,
"When I kill I leave no trace for a witness"?
They turned they faces anyway cuz yours was hideous,
Admitted that was weak so why you even press reply,
I spit wit a technique way 2 advanced for you to try,
Otherwise I woulda gave you pointers i'm a nice guy,
You couldn't talk to me tha way that you talked to dog,
Or you'd a been callin Regis up for a life line

man yo shit is weak you like a bitch walkin the street/
takin me heat, while you trippin on your own 2 feet!/
see ill rip you man, i wont even have to use 1 hand, cause you nutin to me/
your just another punk trying to get sprayed, like a skunk and end up in the back of my trunk//
while im layin down verses, your hole crew will be pickin out hearses/
ill make your ass run like you tryin to escape from alcatraz,1 tazer ill make you spaz like taz (cartoon character)
its time for the after shock watch these niggas layin out on my dock, tick tock time pass's bullets fly like theres no tomorrow, i dont feel no sorrow, no mercy! dont beg for your life once im done ill say i gave you the chance to fucking run/
sucks to be you,ill take this last moment to calm your nervs, with these verbs while im smokin me own herbs/

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yeah yeah im ill!

Yo I see u the type of girl packin heat/
I'll sweap u off yo feat and have u suckin meats/
I may be new here but I'll make a name for myself/
I bust mulitple shots on u but it won't my gun u felt/
I keep u like Jay lo/
left the white stuff round yo lips like u ate a jar of mayo/
I'm tellin you u don't want none of me/
I got u shook like ODB wit book/