You're not known to handle veterans, you choke in battles
Your win columns got a more 'massaged figure' than Naomi Campbells
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You're not known to handle veterans, you choke in battles
Your win columns got a more 'massaged figure' than Naomi Campbells
back again on the forums, after a minute,
not five minutes here, I know that I'll win it
are you rats finished, because the tiger's returned
rip you to pieces, leave you perturbed
you have disturbed my calm disposition
and once again put me in a very easy position
I'm back on the mission, to explain to you bastards
the basic guidelines, and then i'll kill you after
"The 1-2 Punch" is a different thread, check that shit
come with those lame rhymes again, you'll get split
like this verse, because it's not just for the barren mind
but he probably won't even get that --- just bear in mind
that i usually don't write long verses, ten lines max
read four hyphens in one line, had to stop in my tracks
then i had to look at the kid in the middle, so be it
you're cold blooded, how you ever expect to bring the heat bitch?
you've been wack for years, nobody cares if this holmez dies,
still a fuckin n00b and been a member since '05
i wake up, write a rhyme, go out, do a crime
kill whyte tyger with just a swatter like he's a fly
I hear folks saying you're nice but a nigga just don't see it
And if saying that means I have to beat you down then well...Sobe it
damn right i'm nice and with a side of rice
Truth can gobble up my meat for a real high price
Your rhymes are filled with homo tendencies, I must say I'm quite concerned
Sobe's like a cheap whore, he simply has no choice but to fight the burn
this kid shoulda known i gotta knack for murder
illunatic was a bitch nobody cared what his last words were
you regurgitate lyrics you bite that's your definition of ILL
how you gonna bring battles back when you got no competition or skill
fuckin... fuckin... sobe you aint worth a simple reply
you're so pathetic homie u should just go die
fuckin punk bitch you aint worth a sherm stick
any little bitch can run up and kill kermz quick
brain's got germz, sick.. this is bad for your health
pathetic, walking in circles and talking to yourself
U call that rap? I call that crap. I get silly wit slugz
But why am I dissin u when ur really my nugz :)
why dissin me u don't wanna battle me, wigz
we should hit the clubz and roll fattiez and cigz
Go out together? We ain't on no same love... Macklemore
But your right, if we go together we'll prolly be mackin more
macklemore's a homo he said he was gay in 3rd grade
that's the gayest song i've ever heard in radio play
Say, b. Maybe we should diss a bitch. Dig a ditch n burry bods
Cuz if we don't, then we might get banned by some scary mods
:screenpunch:
i aint scared of modz, they're just hoardz of weinerz
this is a revolution to kill off the forum leaderz
I guess ur right. Deaths their plight. On the reals they gay
If they boss hawgz, I'm eatin bacon wit all my meals today
Your unheard of and Untold, Dump 4's and unfold/
This character, after blasting ya, nigga you done fo (for)/
I'll smack this bitch and make her eyes Chris cross
and pop her so hard lil mamma would toss her lip gloss
This the rebirth- so were here to rid of the stupidity and non skilled kids runnin they lips!!!
Cops wouldn't even charge me nothing for riddin' RB of u- just say I'm sticking to the script!
well that was done poorly Write, you must have a boring life
but if you want a piece of the American pie, I swing by with the knife Any given night
who the HELL is scripter? someone's sister? either way he'll get ripped
I know you're supposed to stick to the script, but that sounds like some faggoty shit
cyphaz can get the rifles, medics will have to come mop you
cause the way Im popping Crys, you'd think I was busting bottles
sobe is gay, named after a played out beverage
so when I twist his cap, it will cause his top to become separate
Look like this dude is a closet case calling everyone else gay
all he knows is pee cause of the way he be jocking every day
stop playin and start prayin u geek, no wants this scrub
if anyone is chasing U,SC... its either for college football or their drugs
I’m caving your sound, like chilling in it with an ak full of rounds
On the first shot got caught, like waves crashing down,
Words spray like blood stains on the ground
you get waves with a frown, for the day,
you stay savoring the sound…of music,
I won’t quit, so I re-wick with wit and refuse it
A hey yeah, I play with your style,
any syllable is killable,
so I get siked, like invited to a killabowl
I’ll make them all hang around
it’s a cereal, murder…
I ate brunch, like I’m chopping up burgers
cause right after I eat breakfast I killa bowl
It’s not disputable they punch, while I just shoot em all,
an left them lay, like a game on the ground
played twister, with the mat laying on the mound,
I play with em now
Un-tell a story or two, a combination safe coming down
smashing your crown, like a safe in the sound
a psychopath that found your path, a saint and, still debating on how
you can hear the sound of your gasp, with the sound drowned out
in a Jason mask, left in the trash, your left in safe saving sound
Your rhymes are weak as shit, do us a favor and just quit bitch
Why you write a whole verse, when it's supposed to be a quick diss
here's a quick ass diss your a fucking faggot
after a girl and he can't have it
just hate cause that's all you do
your shit lowering the stinkiest ass form of poo
Your a shit stain
what qualifies you?
nigga u sick n make me earl, i'll put an end to your world
you go by Evil D, and thats the same action i be givin yo girl
I cant really class the posts above me as rap,
It would be insulting to the word to describe them as whack,
Which makes it difficult to know which one of you to move on to,
I'll just spit generic shit that you can't attempt to respond to,
I'll call you on your shit and spit these intricate ryhmes,
Cause my eyes despise all your sickening lies,
You say your bars are hard, but they aint sticking to mine,
But fair play, I gotta say, I love a nigga who tries,
And now I'm not gonna dress up and disguise my lines,
Say I commit crimes and contradict my lows with my highs,
Not to be confused with lies about getting high,
On a saturday night, in North Face trackies and Nikes,
You say that you're a king who's repping from a palace G,
Well hit my sick ass up if you even dare to challenge me,
I'll slit your throat and hang you face down from my Twitter feed,
Show all the non-followers why the followers they follow me.
I am sick and the reason he earlsQuote:
Originally Posted by KnowP
is cause he sucks dick he don't fuck with no girls
nigga stop dissin, we know you chicken, and hella broke to boot
I'm just ruffling your feathers, but you'll never see Hen in a coop
That's just some chicken scratch i'll leave this dude lay in a coop
he would try to ruffle a dudes feathers cause he likes playing in poop
You get chopped like straight off with your top
I'll leave you so fucked up you couldn't be cleaned up with mop
Scripter, KnowP which one of you is the bigger fool,
You're supposed to try and diss the mother fucking bitch above you,
But you missed me out and bitches, that aint cool,
So I'mma come back again but fire venom at the two of you,
What's with all these two line rhymes which contain about as much grime as half eaten Daim,
Stop spitting half assed, and put some fucking effort in,
I'm sick of owning shit, then haters come up messing with it,
But I'll be straight up, gotta give you guys some credit,
You take my bars on the chin without pressing delete or edit,
Which is more than can be said about others who's careers I've ended.
Dude you ain't ruffling shit your just another phoneyQuote:
Originally Posted by KnowP
You would think dude was T.I. because you don't KnowP
I thought you were garbage but ain't the worst geeze
nothing is more trash then this fucking newbie
Seen as how nobody's challenging me,Quote:
Originally Posted by Scripter
I'll come at you and spit venom at your family,
I think ill go ahead and climb your family tree,
And drag my balls across the face of every slag that I meet
not bad... for a guy that rubs wrinkled hags along his cheeks
your styles shot like I just pulled the sawed off off your teeth
he's too retarded to even be regarded as a geek
and he likes balls and jizzum in him when hes between the sheets
you get stomped on like a dumb blonde screaming bomb bon bon at the bon ton
each week like a track set on repeat
Listen, I'll be honest with you Mister,
Struggling to understand you username "Scripter",
It suggests that you're good at writing,
When you scrape and sweat just to keep fighting,
In a battle which we both know is already lost,
I mean to compete with me you'd have to be a boss,
I'm dangerous like a bug on a medical ward,
You're just a kid trying to rap on his pre-owned keyboard.