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Dog pillboy chill cuz i think u been takin pills boy
ur rhyme schem is fucked up like my dogs chew toy
u cant hang with me or any of my shit
and u couldnt have an illerspit even if u were from Iller Spits
too easy u just got served by the master
i killed u now the next guy can deliver u to your pastor
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jak 3 u must wanna get jacked up and left for dead//
if my rhyme schemes messed up, for yours aint shit to be said//
you and your iller spirits can get it like the rest of these homo's//
i'll blow you away like i exhaled some of that fire doe-doe//
its too easy to drop these fire verses on a nobody//
haha you make me laugh with ur style, SO Sloppy!!//
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it looks like its hard for u to spit 6 lines/ and it sounds like ur brains fukd up worse than mine/ u been doin to much coke so quit rappin and go hit 6 lines/ ur rhymes are to weak/ u need to seek/ some lyrical help to fix the words u speak/ jak 3 right howd u get that name/ did u jak 3 guys that shot come in your brain/ then got on rap battles and thot u could fuk wit sane*/ ur lame/ u bring disgrace to the game/ and pillboy y u say crunk/ that shit is gay quit it wit that junk/ bak to jak/ is the rest off ur name "me off"/ cuz u jak my rhymes off till they get soft/ and iller spits/ look like killer shits/ im not dissin on ur krew/ im jus tellin you/ come bak jak/ if u wanna mess wit a mind that is more of a killer than crak
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sane*-- my tagging name
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well mc insanity you a nothing but wackest mc ever
really you beating any one is really a big fucking never
special you beating me isike you being rapper in nwa
and me being the dam leader of the fucking kkk
so that slim chance really you got no shit
you more faker then pamla anderson tits
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hmmm... let me think about this since my brains outta wack//
homeboy your tryin an elite rapper who'll give you a panic attack//
i'll say crunk again just to give you something to talk about//
you wish your flows were as creative as mine so shut yo mouth//
give me something better than 4 word bars full of weakness//
dig deep in ur brain, work a lil harder, come better more or less//
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wiat minete truly we all know you dont got jack
fire bullets out of 9 make this bitch lean back
really lil jon with his fucking krunk that shits old and bunk
you messin with me you found your self in the back of my trunk
i dont care if you elite really you can be beat cause you not that dope
when you go to jail for plagerism remeber dont drop da the soap
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Silent J
Im fighting a gay, A.K.A. goes by silent J
U dening PLAY, come to the dark side where tyrants spray
U cant caz ur a soft, still smothered up against crew dick
Just to get a few votes to stay record high, bitin off ur friends music
I got a thousand metaphors, but I decided not to use shit
I rather write a hate letter at u, and still u wont get the clues bitch
Ur ass is useless to the rap game, ur record might be toppin me
But u wont be stoppin me, caz im strip u raw like a grocery store shoppin spree
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m pulsive, you talk alot of shit for having a 43 percent winning record/ you claim to be better, but you will never/ be up to my level, step up, or step down/ you wanna battle, you'll just be let down/ so step off or pay the cost/ battle me and guarentee that'll be your 8th loss/ your not even worth me wasting my talent/ your no challenge, this shit is just way off balance/ this shit aint nuttin, I aint even tryin/ step up and I'll bring out the real shit and start make you cryin/ I feel bad right now, cuz I feel like I'm dissin a lil kid/ A lil bitch wit a lil dick/ and don't even have enouph balls to fuckin battle/ cuz you a scared lil bitch takin it up the asshole
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this dudes a crip so i'll give him respect for that//
but as for his skillz, he just can't rap//
keep your 6 poppin but give up the fantasy of you becomin a rapper//
dudes like me will eat you for breakfast, digest you, and leave you in the crapper//
cuzzo you need to get on the block and make you some paper//
this just aint ur thing, get your skillz up and holla at me later//
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Darth Maul and Pill boy
Darth Maul, get off this site go back to your home planet//
Not to long ago here in this galaxy, yours ass got handed//
Go play with a lightsaber or go fly a fucking space ship//
Your garbage ass McNabb rhymes are about to be wasted//
Darth Maul died in Star Wars fighting two people at one time//
In this bar, I'm about to kill two people with one rhyme//
First, Malikai said he was gonna bust you like a pimple//
Then you said the same thing, isn't bitting simple?//
Darth Maul, your rhymes suck, they're horrible//
Wanna be Star Wars character, I'll eat up you mortal//
I'll have you scare, wanna run through portholes//
Now your Darth Vader, breathing hard
like I left you underwater with no snorkal//
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Pillboy
Pillboy must be doped up when he writes that trash
He must be so fucked, he's not thinking of the back lash
I heard you writing to explicitrhymes about digesting him
Man, do what you do, if thats your style and shit then,
Eat out men, but don't bring that shit to the site and act hard
Because, on the real, your the type to say you bite, but just bark
You claim your a noweight, well I state your a no name
I bet you're a wanna be G, and have absolutely no game
You so lame, probably never had a girlfriend in your life
So you started on Zoloft to help your depression, and called pills your wife
Your pill prescripstions are out, your rhymes are getting killed tonight
Ask anybody on here, your shit is garbage, ya'll feal me right
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malikai
b4 u write ur caught studying /// ur raps come out like u studdering ///
saying the same shit u did above and its the same lame shit but u loving it ///
talkin bout garbage and trash /// u talk tough but wen confronted ur haulin ass ///
right i "feal" ya believe me ur rap game calls for laughs /// so u run as far and fast ///
as p diddy did through the city kid /// or get hit wit more shots than fifty did ///
my mind is full of sickness and real thoughts while ur on some iffy shit ///
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loose q
So, 'b4' 'u' hit me 'wit' some bullets through the screen
Open your eyes, wake up out of your fucking dream
See I'm not down with all these bullshit scenerios
Talking mad shit calm down this is you're first post bro
You're talking about business and people you don't even know
Let me cop your stlye for a second and punch you in the nose
Man, you're on that first post trying to roast shit
What the fuck are you doing boasting when you can't spit
Now try to deal with that double dose
Hit now I think you should go and try to find you're emcee starter kit
Cause you're on that fake gangster wanna be starter shit
BITCH!
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Malikia
Posts: 21
From: phoenix, AZ
Cat is gonna need his nails clipped, u dont pull bitches
All i see is a asshole and smell shit, like u copin Rules business
U suck bottom line, and ur punches arent worth the effort
Ur shit is barely eatable, but I'd eat it like hannibal lector
Ur sig is straight wack, havin ak's and 2 dudes humpin
He brought aids back, hallow head filled with sperm after cut like a pumpkin
I dont wanna merk ya, just wanna pop a few shots
just to say to the public, lets all gang up and stop the dudes drops
FUCK AZ
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These fuckin gay twins just don't quit, they must want it//
tryin me as if i was there crackhead mom lookin for a hit//
even if i were wasted, when i commense my rhymes//
their still better than yours by 100 times//
fuckin arizona bitches, nobody respects your state//
for all it reps is for the lame,retarted, and fake//
keep comin at me with those ridiculous ass comebacks//
i'll keep spittin this real shit, sugar coated for you fags//
this was for malakia and malikai