I rock the mic so hard its phenomenal//
my flow's so phat it puts flAb on ya Abdominals//
winning against my hustle is impossible//
every mutha's pedistool is choppable//

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BuddhA vs NiteCrawla

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I Have The Best Sig

President Bush is a pussy
But that fits...
Coz puss is bushy

My Infalible Actions Pass With Wins On The Pull...
As This Magical Passion Taxes Those Kids UnaiBull...
To Harnest My Tacktical Rap Sequals, The Smartest Of All Equals...
Attacking Like Gods Miracles, My Thoughts A Gift To Tarnish All Febal...
And Week Minded, Never Will I Speak Blinded By Cheep Knowledge...
My Bitter Sweet Lines End In Seats Confinded To Be Unknown To My Logic...

im a warrior comin straight outta hell i spit dem flames ....... aint nuthin changed im still runnin this game ..... bust sum caps outta yo 9 ...... im a killa , aint affraid to die
..... muthafucker bac off u have crossed line ...... im loosin my patience , kill u all ova this rhyme..... im spittin shit , damn my flow just 2 tight ...... back off u aint got the skillz 2 win this fight .....

My name is Big Woody
I come straight from Inglewood
Rockin red chucks, 50 bucks, and a hoody
Niggas trying to step up? I wish u would
I'm really a nice guy, but I play no tricks
My rhymes hit wit PRIDE kause i'm Rick James Bitch!!

lol

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Eazy Duz It Bitch...or get Popped

I'm new to the game, Leave emcees slain, Call out my name, Tame lyricists on a Psychological plain, My frame of thought, Spit flames, then I'm off, Insane top dog mad game I'm the boss!

Guess who's back in tha game: it's Miss Jess
Better role out the red carpet,won't settle for less
Homies keep stalkin me,sayin they wanna be my hero
Don't need a Superman,my beauty can't be blocked by an enormous ego
I only fall for down-to-earthguys that can handle a dominate bitch
U gotta show me the money honey cuz poor doesn't mix with rich
Practice ain't gonna help ya, can never reach my level
I'll smack u, bring u down like Serena does on gravel

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Right now its bout to go down
girls on thier knees sucking my crown
Spit so hard leave my own self teethless
Get nothin outta me like a shut theases
The jokes on you
Tatood that on ya fore head
These dudes flow so lazy
Its like they rapn in bed

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Jeneric vs mjust23

ayo muthafuckerz im deadly u just dont know who u fuckin with //
make sum muthafuckin place cuz im here with anotha tight spit //
im takin this shit i am a killa take a run , bac outta hell for anotha day //
tryin to get sum gang under my control , join my crew u aint gotta pay //
HellRaZoR remember this name , i drop dem flowz like timbaland droppin dem beatz //
if y'all tryna fuck up with me , shit aint gone work get bac on yo feet //
i rob from the rich & give to myself , shit fuck off if yall aint gone b on my side
bitchz aint worth a try , erry1 gone loose if i got my crew betta start runnin & cry
i creep N i crawl , join my crew & watch how dem bitchz with dem crewztake a fall

shit.... self glorification, why not, heres my flo

maybe i should change my name to MC DOPE
cuz i can come up with rhymes, faster then u can choke
its AK up in here kid, best show sum respect
im spittin with the illest of flos, check the dialect
youd get wrect if you ever attempt to shoot me
id sell you to russians in exchange for half a ki
tha ill MC, AK is what they call me
im geddo in real life, i stole this computa, u kids bought ur's for real price
ill make u BREAK yoself, lyricly stick u n steal yo wealth
i got kills under my belt, teflon under my jacket
ill rhymes, sick lines n hard punches i dont lack it
i aint a religious man, but i think im heaven sent
cuz before i shoot a man i make that nigga repent
self-glorification.. please do i really need it dog?
AK say the name ill make ya arteries clog
my styles hot, i even got country niggas feelin my shit
ya girlfriend loves me too, the way i rub my dick on her clit
see im sumthin like a pimp but u dont see that side
on this board theres no love, ill leave weak MC's with no pride
im new to havin the time to think about my rhyme
textstylin is simple, i kill ya ego, one line at a time

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shit im so tight people dont even know,
i kill it wit these keystyles is equal to flow,
spill a sick rhyme every time i go,
then pick it up wit a spounge then swallow it again,
then recycle it and make it defferent,
thats how i alwase get the win,
so many people wanna be in this skin,
but its me and only me and alwase will be within.

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I Beat Up Asshole Fathers For Free

My Space

Quote:

Originally Posted by Indeph Lyricalsolja you illy on the sickness tip.

I'm a about shitt-in constantly/
Honestly that’s my main priority/
To spark the left side of ya mind, wit verbal authority/
This vivid vocal sorcery will turn the mainstream/
To the minority, mainly-slain emcees/
Words burst from me/
Out the chest past the tongue thru the teeth/
Good grief/
Lyrically manifest a trac to breathe/
Mentally i’m dominant/
Verbally sic wit vocal vomit/
While you talk-in it /
I've already subdue it /
Hit you with an exclusive/
And Mix you like the rubix when I spew it/
The deadly divine/
From my chromosomes to my last enzyme/
Y'all only get warned 1 time/
I done spoke about a trillion lines/
Snatched the head with the crown an made it mine/

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I spit verbal in-toxic ways like MC's for days//
before i've even given you the chance to be amazed//
coz i work on the fact that money pays//
as my lyrical act 'll have you bitches dazed//
phazed while your reading my sciptures page by page//
an' within my verbal pictures 'll have you lost like a maze//
coz i'm the best at the rhymes i slay or slaughter//
like torture 'll put you through the trauma//
until my words make me the original king of the corner!!

1st round knock out, im a bout to bring the pain//
punches connect so much, have you 'Harlem Shakin" you brain//
insane, direct hits havin niggaz in the corner eatin 'punchline pasta'//
opponents brain got slow reaction, like he smoking with jamacian rastas//
more ice on my wrist than a beer commercial from coors//
my rap career's bound to 'open up' like ferrari doors//
J_da_monsta, devouring the sold souls of MCees//
The only way to win, is putting a nuclear bomb right next to me//

That was kinda weak.
Oh well.

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