alright son u messed with the elements u messed with me here's what i gotta say
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my lryics are a lulyby so good night my child//
B.R.E. beating the elements is like cartman fight kyle//
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i got the B.R.E. empire on 'fire' with raps that'll make bash 'retire'//
your lacking skill and talent those are the two things required//
Cuz when my "raps hit you", it "rips" you making sure you "feel the pain"// Ill drive you insane till your empire crashes harder then 9-11 planes(plaines)//
My verses got "verbal effects" with "techs" that set ya "wack" punches in "nets"// Then "slice" up ya "bars" just like "Ron Goldmans" neck (O.J. victim)//
Uh Oh
i spit knowledge but aint give head and i aint no professor// like scuba divin as i get deeper i increase da pressure//like when u smokin u chokin on herbs//like when u flowin u chokin on verbs//im da only one rockin cities to suburbs//killin each verse// each one a little fasta each one a little worse//i tear pussys like u up call me a fat ass erection//ima steal [stee] ya rhymes then track u down witout metaldetection/u tryna masta me?//ill turn it to a catastrophe//u tryna damge me?//wit weak boring shit like dat well bitch i got da fasta key//im grillin u like charcoal aint got da heat to be gasin me//ya spotlight is in casket 3//sayin u spit hard,wit 3 bars,and 6 half lines//u's a retard,cant go 3 yards,wit 6 half times//i run blocks like legos watch me build up wit time//im blowin up like osama was in charge of my rhymes//spit hip hop or slit by ya wrist watch//i spit hot like a flame in a match box//ima blow thru ya sac leavin ya kidless//by da enda dis flo u know u gon print dis//oh yea ur flo what happened to it//i rolled it up like a blunt and took matches too it//i blasted it //ya whole family too and that was no accident//u tryna reach my levelbut u cant geta hold of it//like ya blodd i flow wit it//use ya words as fertilizer and grow it is//let go of it u wanna recall ya crew?//back up and recruit
// cuz ima bouta bring it to u// ya want time to rethink ya route?//cuz i think ya in da wrong lane goin da wrong direction// i kill like abortion even got politicians protestin//ima choke u out till u as blue as a smurf// u might be da king of da ocean but im da wave u cant surf//
it's not over
can't see or sense me, peep him to see how a faggot is sounding/
i'm only green with en-v when i give him a st. patrick's day pounding/
your rambling's astounding, only cause you're weak, never droppin dope/
you can only get so far with math and islamic jokes/
i'm knocking ho off his high horse, known for making his type scream/
E's flushing your hopes, beating me? never...only a pipe dream/
my rhyme's clean, you can't win when the thoughts in my skull is sicker/
sports fan? only jocks you know are attached to pulse and nika/
i'm armed with the artillary, you won't fall through my nooses/
my margin of victory will be larger then the words akuma uses/
cats' telling me you got a new style, you're thinking it's gold, it's butt/
but i gotta give you props that you admitted that your old one sucks/
weird, your profile says your location is in my bitch's wet dream../
but only cause you'd be drowning, making my death seem.../
improbable, never will happen. you're bitch, about to be jailbait/
i can see how you named yourself...jealousy's a female trait/
a failed fate. ranked 4th? with your skill it's stunning the crowd/
after this, you'll only have a good track record when running your mouth/
been voting against me, guess you don't share my sound intelligence/
why cats think you're dope's a bigger mystery then Jamestown settlements/
most share my sentiments, you don't pass the dope-wack gradient/
your verse gets so many "ehhhh"s like the voters were canadian/
ya verse's unreadable, alien....you'll get destroyed in this fight/
fuck reggie, your lack of talent is the biggest voyd in your life/
had enough
It's like I write lyrics and let DRAGONS-SPIT, cause I'll make a crowd full of white kids look HALF-AS-RICH!!! (Black) // IMAGINE-THIS, I WRITE-WITH a BRIGHTNESS that TRANSCENDS-THE-DARKNESS, and FORGE-WITH MORBID kids who DEFEND-THE-HEARTLESS// Get off your keyboard Cold, you should have used a PEN-TO-START-WITH, now you're always the "center" of the "Net" like "KENYAN-MARTIN"// At Rapflava your a nothing, with a dozen flows, NOBODY-QUOTES, come to Open Mic and think you're dope, cause you know, how to GO-LOBBY-VOTES (Vote for me!!!) // You're SO-SCRAWNY-YO, that's not the SHAPE-TO-FIGHT-ME, I'll "plan my own kid napping" and "gain some weight", cause I'm not to be "TAKEN-LIGHTLY" (HAHA!!) // I'll make SATAN-LIKE-ME the way I'm treating this cold with BLATANT-BITINGS// I HATE-YOUR-WRITING you cant ESCAPE-THE-FIGHTING, My SYNONYM'S-"BOMB-THREAT", asking me to dig colds grave when I haven't even FINISHED-YOUR-MOMS-YET (She's dead HAHA!!) // I would dig her up but I'm THROUGH-WITH-PRANKS, now I play PUTRID-GAMES, like pissing off an AMUSEMENT-STAGE until my *FLUID*-TAINTS everything but the SEWER-DRAINS (Ewwww!!) // Cause I'm just a TWO-FACED asshole with BACK-STABBING-TENDENCIES, flaunting a RENEWED-FAITH in murdering the souls of my WACK-RAPPING-ENEMIES// I think my BLACK-HALF-IS-WINNING-ME, it consistently ATTACKS-FAGS-CONTENDING-ME, The beef is NEVER-ENDING-B...

EXHALES....INHALES

Cold IVE-HAD-IT!! ~im STRAPPED-WITH-AUTOMATICS, i'll PISTOL-WHIP-THIS-FAGGOT, IM-SAVAGE...SPURRATIC~ this site is MAD-AT-MY-HABITS, as MAGGOTS-RAVAGE-UR-CABBAGE~ LAVISHLY-RAPPED-N-BANDANAS-AND-BAGGED-N-UR-ATTIC ~ Cold i DRAGGED-U-INTO-STATIC, MY-MIC-APPARATUS got cold STUCK-LIKE-AN-ADDICT~ to FLOWS-THAT-DESPISE-AND-COMPOSE-YOUR-DEMISE~ CLOSED-UP-HIS-EYES, fallen tears, you CHOSE-TO-DISGUISE but never said NO-TO-THE-GUYS~ bitch its KNOWN-TO-THE-WISE, u never DENIED-A-BLOW-BUT-U-TRIED~ it's FESTERED-AND-GROWN-IN-YOUR-EYES, the MOANS-AND-THE-CRIES-ROSE-TO-THE-SKIES ~ thought it was death then i BLEW-A-LOAD-ON-COLDS-THIGHS, cold flows water down, the beats AMASS-2-'SLICK'(oil), when ASKED-TO-RIP, you DONT-MIX, you CLASH-WIT-IT ~after THIS-DISSASTER-HITS~ cold the BASTARD-BITCH-GRABS-FOR-DICK-AND-MASTER-PLASTER-LIPS-AROUND-THE-SHAFT-OF-IT~ as for me, IM-PASSED-EQUIPPED to BLAST-YA-CLIQUE~but this COLD-SHALLOW-ASSHOLE-CHICK-ISNT-GRASPIN-HALF-OF-IT~ MASSIVE-RIPS in ya BADDEST-WRITTENS...fuck defeat, PUTTIN-PLASTIC-HIPS in this CASKET-RIDDEN-BASKETCASE ~ I-ATE-THIS-FAKE so PASS-THE-DRAFT(beer) to MASK-THE-BITTER-AFTER-TASTE~ im actually RUTHLESS, YOU-KNEW-THIS, ya BLUEPRINTS are CLUELESS, FOOLISH~ cold THE-TRUTH-IS, since i KOed you, this loss is YOUR-NEWEST..Im THROUGH-WITH-THIS -bitch
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heat generates in lyrics possessed by spirits
look who im rappin against, like im supposed to fear it
//like your ancestors ill spear it, leavin your body limp from my verses. Spitting lyrics in ancient tungs your now the victim of my curses.//1in your future i see a hearse, a grave and a family in tears
and it wasn’t because i killed you.. THEY JUST DONT LIKE QUEERS.
//They would have done it themselves if they only would have known. that you were the king of fags and a cock up your ass was your throne. //2your all alone, you defy the physics of the mental, its like your words went bad and you got lead poisoning from your pencil//3that you use to write your shit 2 days before you battle, you want beef son? Well here’s the whole heard of cattle//4wait this isn’t a battle for the Deush bag its a suicide
so here’s the eulogy for the fagot in disguise//5 He wasn’t loved he wasn’t good he wasn’t shit, he was the kind of kid that would suck a dick over a tit//6 he tried to spit butt choked on his tongue.
thought he was a gangster but carried a water gun//7Fucked aids patients for fun, Thought he was a real Emcee. But I ignored his plea when he was on his knees saying he’d suck my dick for free//8 That’s not me, i crush kids who think they got it, Your shits ripped off Like Wynona even if you claim bought it.//9 Because you still used the lyrics your ghost writer wrote for you, and try to amuse BMUSE with the recipe to loose//10 Confused? ill lay it out in a line
1 part wack rapper and no good lyrics means in votes you are behind//11 so my time is up you faggot im done, ill leave your ass so you can colab with Elton john/12
it's done son
my thoughts are ~rentless~ my name must be "amnesha cause my raps leave u ~breathless~//
>>my "verball" ~spits~ are like "hollow teflon"~tips~ , when it ~hits~ its "penetrates" the ~Lips~, make you choke, bounce and ~split~, cuz im influenced by "bloods and ~crips~//
>>Bash yous a "hoe" ~man~, you got dicks up your ass with ~trojans~, i "despise" fags slay them like the barbarian ~conan~// 5
>>why is this "FAG" walking in a ~STRAIGHT line~ when joker suckin my dick is the only time he makes "dope" ~HEAD LINES~//6
>>son i consider you as a "newby" you need to "refrain" to my ~flow~, maybe then you will "retain" some skill cuz this rap game is a race to greatness, but your like a "snai"l str8 creeping ~slow~//
The end
^^^it's long,i just coulden't stop,lol uppin for feedback and waiting for Bash to see this so he can reply ~1~

Short Sweet And Ripping your limbs at the joints
Bash Ima handle this for ya

Grym is blindin~ya~visions with exquisite~precision/
my definition is the illest Ni**a spittin/
KEO cant see me he better walk~with~binoculars/
u couldnt stomache me if u had Goliaths-Abdominalz/
enves winnin impossible watch me shove ice in his eye sockets and freeze his opticals/
chop~ya~skull with hot~chroniclez supplyin~ya~with~Obstaclez/
U keep avoidin the taste of defeat like dry~popsicles/
Ima shock~ya~throat rock~the~boat ull be sayin Stop~The~Votes/
you aint~ready let me slice~wit~machettis until ya stomach resembles spagetti/
this surge~of~words disperse~of~this~herb rip out ya intestines now dont i really
get on ya nerves/
obserd~verbs never~heard lyrically inclined so this victory im insured/
pay~attetion learn~this~lesson wit me u shouldnt~be~testin/
flame tongue aimed~ur~direction spits so hot itll darken~ur~complextion/
ima turn this Ni**a~to~vapors wit tha illest~vital~flavors ya flows wouldnt be deep if u spit while in a crater/
my flow strait fluid ya got no hope/
if u spit wit a mouthful of "coke" ya still wouldnt be "dope"/
im rippin~S**t givin ya ass a good beatin/
only time u "eat kidz" is wen u "swallowin seamon"/

Nah^^^^^............................Dragon I'm a get back at u nigga........WHack ass Element fucka

Geez...what the hell was this flow...the neverending story...or should I say whining??...How bout B.R.E All Stars go wild on your ass...huh...you want it with Bash...you gonna get some of all of us.

dude,i was the best thing to ever hit B.R.E.,i had the best metaphores besides Bash Bmack want to see set it up ~1~*******************************************

Dude
That was all prewritten bull shit thats why all the verses were different
caps etc.

Elementals...Lol.........Whack crew

they're not whack,cause they don't have u,if i recall u always wanted me in your crew,now quit talking shit and post a diss to me.You guys say your ill?...but u guys got Azz 5-11,oh yeah u guys are defenatly ill,i'm jealous,yeah right ~1~

http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...&threadid=55757

read it and ask ya self if you really want this
Cause You are Weak and wack

My god,i'm shaking not,i can come up with more wordplay then that in 5 bars,i wasen't even trying,you'd be crying if i busted the heat,just ask Bash about my metaphores,if i was whack then why was Bash always begging me to join B.R.E. ~1~

Dude bust me up with 5 lines then bitch or im a pull ya card

lol... nice diss yo, I thought you killed it.. FUCK BRE.. bash you dick ryd'n pussy... say'n we got beef then say'n my shit in the collab was good.. lol, you know I'd school you.. I tried to say I wasn't gona beef, but you dissin' on my fam, you dissin' me...

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Whose was nice red's
Ha that was all prewritten
No way he thought that up in a day

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