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Damn pitty your whack son
Just like a dyke NO BALLS wishing you had some
I'm a monster in this lyric world
An battling me is a NO NO like hitting girls
I'm a born leader, your trashy an born weaker
Your soft, forget battles, go write something more sweeter
Aimin at all heads busting, shit it's like I never miss
So ima give u the METHod, while u get drug from taken these heavy hits
Yea that's light to me, but it's better then u, so Ull rejoice
Fall back in ur chair scream DDDDAAMMMNN, then run to show ur boys
ill flash my big guns boi I told you in advance,
u discharging heat? the last piece you pulled was in your pants,
and gun lines are torn, but my flip was enough to hit you,
your lines cloak your demeanor- tight, short ya they truly fit you...
certified vet my ass, everything u drop is a laugh, tard
seems like your backs to the future, hope you get ran over by that car
kp known to challenge the best, better have on that vest
cause my cannons can put a hole in a ship, that's how you destroy a Quest
johnny2wordz, I got 2 words for johnny, break bread
if not i'll aim for ya head and leave you to die like the walking dead
illustrious aint on that gang ish, always droppin plain shit
none of ya drops are polished so who'd believe you were gripping a stainless
I diss a bitch all the time...
he "knowP" cuz he got a dick on his mind...
another dick up his ass 2 cocks in his mouth...
this aint a match like the 2 socks in ya house...
Prolly holes in ya draws ill put a hole in ya jaw...
have ya bitch on the block wit a zone in her bra...
u 30 n dirty u aint worthy to verse me...
ya girl'll suck like a kirby for a sandwich n slurpee...
so u can knowP hoe but u dont know me...
Psycho click 80s babyz skrait og...
This fucker think he's freddy, but aint no kidding me.
i'll sleep on this kid, in my dreams, he still aint killing me
i'm nice tho, staring at this kid who thinks hes a psycho
beating me's like a midget thinking he might grow
Bitch get off P's cock...u about as fly as a Peacock...
Prolly smoking that rerock...got u pumped like some reeboks...
Bitch its my time check ur gshock...iphone or tv clock...
Ill battle for pay pal money but u ain't made enough funds...go to sleep pussy nigga... I'm the nitemare that u ain't waking up from...
I wouldn't battle you for monopoly money, cause you weak as fuck
an id feel bad I took doh, from a guy who needs some bucks
im just heating up, steady throwing punches you cant weave or duck
im that sick, I took some sleeping pills, just to come beat you up
m is a hoot, take a toke cus you'd have to get much higher to be the flyest,
u funny dough, when you get baked it involes operating kitchen appliances....
stare at your skull for a minute and be like " alas i knew this man, horratio"
ur braindead so you dont give head ill reap it, im not talking felatio....
dawg ur weak face it, write your best diss down then erase it.... you dont got what it takes bitch.
we could get personal, i'd rather keep it business, cus your my client
heavy winds on construction sites the only time your materials flyin',
Running against the winds whispering the devil's sins
my blade sings cuts slice swings
chopping off limbs
show you grim with a grin
perform surgery with poetry
at it's most advance
blaze plants
with a glance I'm breaking your defensive stance
write in a trance
spot flanks assassinate high ranks
never leave a page blank
a threat on set to snap necks
this a little flex
let me examine your specs
16 niggas sent your soul into space?
here nigga take second place
like I said niggas can't live in my space
this my place but you can pay rent
death and darkness my scent...sent to destroy the best
doesn't matter the sex
the trigger gets pressed
new nigga or a certified vet
Think of God if you get blessed
I on the other hand
rage against uncle sam
think of it like this a fucking bubble bee versus a Man
but let me switch it around now my colony gets studied by The Japanese
Living life free in perfect harmony no lie
here comes a hornet we caught'em patrolling in the no fly
we guide'em in the sky come inside then we cook the bitch alive.
S.S whack as fuck, Black Hornet, is about to take offense
Cause If this fucka's attacking me, he wouldn't even get done for attempt.
You can try me, but I still come with the better hits.
Couldn't see me face to face, like you was battling a top heavy chick
i'd destroy you, veteran certified?, you better expect the rise
you aint even worth a try, like a fat chick trying to exercise
Fear not super's here with a blood clot, and dot, to reinforce it might blow its top,
Heres a hit that mint ya chewin aint mint its a mixture of a condom and last nights spit, ya tit,
If top heavy means built like a rock mellon the story ur telling is about a woman called Helen,
Keller with a sooped up boob job, who cant see what ur tellin,
Ur certified in how to fertilize a fat cows rectal genital im kidden ur classified congenital,
Veteran hey xray vision jay ur a piece of clay i can mould hold and smash in a day,
Im trying to break ur girls hymen cause u aint had a rise since, well never its simple simon,
Simon said hold ur left hand up, above ur fat chicks left arm cup, now i can see its hangin to her knee,
Hold on just engaged me whore net im sendin ur mum into orbit,
Just removed her corset i think u should have just wrote i forfeit,
Ya cant rhyme in time for a dime all u eat is fuckin green bugs and drink cheap wine,
If i saw ur face id grab a mace and send u into outer space,
But first base would be drillin ur face with a new set of holes for little signs sayin im ace,
Yeah ace u write like a woman with no vagina she be hangin for sex so long she sits and writes songs,
Bang ur missile hit bang bang u destroyed this clown frown brown cow u wouldn't know how,
The only rise ur gettin is from a dead fowl with no bowel so far up shit creek even inspector cludo smelt something afoul.
Yeah ur wack quack yack yack yackity yack thwack im about to cut ur head off everyone stand back,
Shit too much exercise for me i gotta hold tight till tea one question though when u payen me a fee its a dollar a line for me.
your act is lame, let me meet your girl she'll never act the same
if your really a g-unit then go home n give your back a shave,
your lines are drawn out, like vericose ill expose this pussy's veins,
till blood boils inside and your brain explodes from my flame,
u get smacked all around, but keep comin for moreQuote:
Originally Posted by Black Hornet
sure ure sick. that's why people where a condom before they beat up Hor