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hah look were i catch u
it's like im drunk n weezy dont call mi an achoholic
matix losin like he addicted to it like crack addict
he handle his beef like unwanted pregnancies he didnt want it
he probably sayin y lilpap rhymes so fresh Fagot i just bouth it
i'lll be no weight,but gettin ate is ur faith
u mean jake,naww summ like a mean stake
im a lion in diss 2 dat mean u gettin ate
ezz git at mi
fa'rillz..
most of u cats is paler than buckets, so prepare to block
i'll have these white fucks around my feet like a pair of socks
my chair, it rocks! but sits on all fours as it sails
but ur bitch also sits on all fours.. barks 'n wags her tail
im no grad at yale, but college work is easy for me
s'when i hit the books, it'll be to the side of ur head, g!
ya dead meat, and im talkin to no one in particular
so instead of stickyin ya'll, i'd rather just throw a stick in ya
bitch ya fucked, well, not really cuz most of ya'll aint gettin shit
ya'll such virgins, jesus was just a thought that even Mary couldn't be conceivin it!
bwahahahaha
your name iz untold,im a tell u dat shyt's gettin old
like those's rhymes iz a 100 years old
u fake fuka who u calin white,nigaz on ma block cal mi black knight...........
deh call mi so cuz im on dah block till midnight, wen they aint no lights......................
So just shut ur yap,lilpap will smack white crackers rap
shut up b4 u git gat slapp,naww u a bitch i'll give u a bitch-Slap
who in here is bothered by this lil pap smear?
can't believe he's still typing with nothing between his ears
intelligence is the most important part of an emcee
.....then memory.....can't rap about fictional history
critically acclaimed thug from the projects...
...that's nonsense, can't believe you use the N word...
...i should knock you unconscious
i promise...when i'm done pounding you til you're honest
you'll figure out why we hate you...including the mods bitch
Fuka y u so fake,u lie bout er thing jake
soo im a B puff n send him 4 cheese cake
lyricis iz wat i am,talkin of ur beak wil leave u beakless like Tucan-Sam.................
fuk u punk i was born black out mah mother's whom
fuk wit all dis fake shyt diss aint no cartoon
niggaz will find deh asa red from infer like a baboon
lil pap
i dunno, who the fuck this kid thinks he is or if he knows who he's fuckin wit. emcsizzie thats my name bitch. keep talkin and tellin me what you claim cause you ain't shit. you just another kid on that same shit. you try to act like you a gangster but you can't make it. yeah you crumblin under my pressure i can see you breakin. and then you wonder "oh no can he tell that i'm fakin?" don't let me catch you bluffin. yellin screamin shoutin like you wanna get into somethin. talkin shit like you know what i'm about man i love it. cause you just gittin all huffed up all ova the fact that you ain't gittin nuttin.
nigga thiz MC wack only 4 posts
ima botu to cook him up for toast
have him roast in an open fire
cos im the reason you fucking retire
like debit cards i'll put money to ya bank
and smash ya with it shank
stop gloating... or i'll leave u dead man floatin,
ur easier to strike than bumper lane bowlin,
ur weaponless.. defenseless.. talkin out ya ass,
this nigga tried to slice me wid a blade of grass,
u ain't goin the distance like a car wid no gas,
battlin me is like runnin a lethal race... cuz u comin in "dead" last,
who u think u testin pap cum in battles wit Smith n Wesson's
cum at ya'll wit quik agression,leave em layin on pavments
niggaz cant handle mah flow,i called em out n nun of em showed
wen it comes 2 sukin dicks de like pumps de always blow
lilpap not lil at all,i should cal mahself big bernard
im not talkin hopkins,but i lay punches like him, i git 2 popin
sum like popcorns wen im under fire,cok glocks n pop nigga retire
Upon papi shoutin' out that he a fuckin' O.G
i'll slice you up quicker than obi wan kanobi
You call this a game but homie i aint playing
Your verse is laim the same white shit you always saying
Take your inbred ass back to the hood and bitch about the Klan
& fuck your sister, mother, brother and your dad man
those rhymes fuckin sucked...but it was deffinitally enough to take yours
This ain't gonna be hard look who it is//
You ain't rollin witta .Krew. cuz nobody got use for a stupid bitch//
Dont come half ass an expect not to be ripped, stomped an dipped//
Dont drop again save us all the pain//
If you had half a brain you'd delete .Krew. an comeback on another name//
To say yer lame is an understatement, just face it yer disgrace'in the game we take sacred//
wow, kid's fucking lame... can't even spell his name right
i could hang him by his heart... and he couldnt throw up a sick fight,
his wack ass sturture wtf kid? i guess the only way you rec is when you in bold....
.................your old, concepts played and shit...
one hit
...............and your finished son.
little dirt balls in your shoes/
cant walk in a war....
if you did youd be callin for truce/
and if you claim you ballin its true/
cus tainteds seen suckin dick
for a dolla or two/ .....fagget.....
im strong enough to crack a hole ina box/
grab pandora and rape her...
shove a pole in her box/
gangster i keep patrolin the blocks/
lookin for shit heads like Bia
just to rollem for socks/
i cant rollem for lots man he aint got shit/
hes so stupid i closed the door n hes locked in/
..........................................
only if you wish once better ask for talent/
cus you walk a thin rope..pushin you off balance/
ball-er-ina.....seen ya an seen lots challange/
then i seen ya....record- and you been lost- challenge/
how do you manage? when you rap how do you plan it?/
when you like to come and go in mid-flight an you vanish/
speakin me speak of you like a leader for amish/
and its bad you a bastard....for speakin to cabbage/
talkin bout changin names... when urs is 10 times as lame,Quote:
Originally Posted by Ggg Bia Ggg
Even if I beat u.. there'd be nothing to gain. I wouldn't even get 15 seconds of fame,
I'll beat this slut and treat u like a cig butt.... n stomp em,
ur got so many G's in ya name.. it look like u got a stuttering problem,
ur dirt kid.. ur completely worthless G.. like fake currency,
an 1 more thing.... stop bolding ur rhymes.. those ain't even multies.