triplicity spits-wickedly i think cause his shits-sick-ta-me,
i aint obsessive but you cant git-rid-of-me,
any cat that has it in fa trip or in-fa-me will be dead or engufled wit infamy,
or left crying like a child that doesnt git sympathy,
i dont think triplicity could finish-me,
but the more he raps the more he gains-respect,
hell leave u bleeding to death from where the viens-connect,
doesnt leave a slice but leaves his name-in-necks,

there aint no battlin when it comes to him//
there aint no point in rappin, hes gonna win//
he'll wrap u like elves do wit presents for christmas//
wit out the paper tho, just lyrics//
are u listenin, hear this cause when you spit your shit//
u betta be real quick cause masta c's too sick//



*-give it up for a girl here-*
doin what i can to improve

With only 9 posts..shes already gaining fame..
Everyone knows her name, and she never spits lame..
Shes a "Bad Ass Bitch"...Cause she just rips lyrics..
And when ya going against her, you should fear-it..
She may be new to R-B, to beat her you will need a army..
She gots you down in the fetal positions saying "dont harm-me"...

masta c like a god wit these beats..
rythmically sound, like dealin on streets..
chalengers he meets, are under his feet..
freestyles for weeks, smoking weed wit peeps..
drive by's in jeeps, on people wantin to creep..
making 'em sleep, eternally deep

Look at this man...his name is L-T-D...
Got you on your knees screaming "help-me-please"..
Hes new..but hes coming up real-quick..
Cause when he spits...he kills-kids..
He doesnt play..so watch what you-say..
So good got you thinking how many people hes gonna beat today

this cat grinds MCs into flour like a practical mill
he dont even use his power; he's got tactical skillz
his raps could shock all the way from detroit and power NY electricity
add to the fact that he can spit it adroit or wit ingenuity
his words leave you perplexed.. its so deep you might not grasp the deal
this verse mighta seemed farfetched.. but i swear Masta C is real

YO STOP THE PRESSES d-verse is the hottest nigga to ever form a suggestion/
this kid storms with agression, plus got the illest style meanwhile he's fuckin a whore in detention/
yo damn did i compliment u. nah i guess not keep the stress locked/
this kid's so on point he culd play darts with a cement-block/
well that's true, and some other shit that' some vets used/
if he's d-verse it's the best dude, rippin next-crews-throw a punch? this kid culd beat ya into a text-doom/

yo this cat is a beast on the mic/
he a grown ass man all ya'll othas is little tikes
my mans is just to much
he a decapitate you and watch yo mind and body loose touch
he come thru blocks and just shut em down
while he throw niggas in pools of they own blood and watch em drown
he just so far off the meter it don't make no damn sense
this man worth so much u couldn't afford his pocket lint

hey your flows are tight like 50 cents braids
you just killed the forums like it contracted aids
these hard rhymes you leak from your head
are like a yeast infection about to bake bread
no of us can handle those lyrics you spit
its like we all just died and came back to relive it
so dope the way u drop lines like a well trained mc
now im gonna leave it up to the next man to honor me

all the posts in here are fucking crappy
if anyone went to a battle they'd be killed by scrappy
it's kind of nice giving comps to make peops happy
this fucking grade school rhym's got me laughing
scrap will kill ya all like a mask filled with deadly gasings
I guess I should chang cypher's so I can do some real bashing
so I'll leave ya with a smile...........hey look at me IM FLASHING

Im splittin headaches dome piece thru the headrest
Provide more deaths than deliveries from fed ex..
Who the fuck is next...
I'll take it to v.a. slim....
and drop it on triple_x...
I wreck shit when Im dropping text...
You wet and shit when I fuckin flex...
Wipe you out like sweat when Im having sex...
Fuck the rest... be easy not complex...
The more garbage out them lips and Im edging for the teks...
Rip slim and x back up and splittin get chin check...
with the clip at the jawbone... splittin get his chin wrecked....
You can wait and see how ruff this whole shit get..
Or run while you still can or stand and get your back wet...
I do but I dont let..
Try me...Fuck a first post...fuck a newbie...and fuck a fuckin vet...
Ya nigguhs aint seen shit yet....

Edit* * * Ahhhh man...I seriously fucked up...My bad to the 3 above fellas.. I swore to hell this was "Diss teh person above you"...Again my bad...

yo listen to krush blind...
he has tha rite text...
jus flowin dem rhymes...
like funk flex on yo cd decks...
read tha last line...
"Try me...Fuck a first post...fuck a newbie...and fuck a fuckin vet..."
i dare peeps to take a step...
i stare peeps, to get em wrecked...
now lets square u like chex...
now fo othaz ta lay they check...

This man will rip-you..like you were nothing..
Just whip-you...cause he knows ya bluffing..
He will make-ya-lose...cause he is all skills..
he takes-all-crews..Cause hes that ill..
Hes just-sick..and busts-quick..like a gun-is...
Has all the bitches on him, so ya know where the fun-is..

masta C, a nigga wit tactikal skillz/
not master P, dumbass yall betta get on tha rillz/
a str8 up G, a nigga wit numerous kills/
8 & 1 is his record, so he prolly is respected/
maybe ill make it 9 & 1, or 8 & 2/
we neva gonna know, until you battle me dude/