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silently i move but with supremacy i kill
fuck all who oppose your just wishing to get killed.
it aint fiction its fact so change the book.
if my rhymes suck so bad. then why the fuck did u look.
exactly HA..im the one left laughin
Pooh bear lookin FAG the knife i hold i get to slashin
weakness is what ya got so please quit that play.
before the cops and the gangs let the mini mac spray.
^^nored.
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yo, when i move the earth shakes i am a big shot
no one can step to me with the rhymes i got
i live my life and move threw the struggles i fought
and all in a days work i leave with your girl to my spot
nah just messin man come down to my crib to smoke some pot
not jokin guy tommorow it 4:20 national weed day
so this is a national weed spray i lay my beats with heart
and the competion steppin to me gets torn apart
your rymes stink like fart
now you had to go start that shit and i got in my go cart
my 2 cents 2 pennies and when you get on my nerves i get my shit list and add some more enemies so please you try to rhyme against a master it will end up in a disaster
thinkin your fast well guess what i am faster i cast a bullet and blast ya
an assasin please dawg you tried to step up before and i be still blastin........
so move that ass bitch get out my way cause what i say is waht i mean i don't play it's o kay to joke but when you fuck with the weed i toke then i choke you to death litterally i run my game like i be realand it's me you feel or my stell i peel your cap back and make your heart black and put some more bullets in your chest another clip another stack
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i dont expect your sympathy, i dont want your love,
i dont know what to think off you, so i would not judge
trapped in a world where i dont belong a legacy portrayed
so therefore i really cant help the fact im always afraid,
i can not express myself through words, i do not know how
i spent my life wishing for death, im finally dying now
lying in the fields off gold, as it finally sinks in
the story off a lover, this is how it'll begin
early morn, the sirens raw mother begins to scream
off to the hospital, 12 hours of labour, produced little me
first steps to mayhem, mothers heart skips a beat
a youngster in mind but hearts addicted to the street
first day in school hes learnin now, its time to concentrate
grow up grow old, educations vital his lifes at stake
hes in upper school now, new school new home
he has no friends yet, poor guy hes all alone
class's were a bore, but still he turned up without fail
he gave it his all, he was determined to prevail
hes in love now, new girlfriend, hes feeling great
they're arguin now, he ca nfeel his heart break
its over! two words that brought him to his knees
the truth hurts. he wants not believe,
recovery occured a new lovers on the seen
it seems like fantasy, or is life but a dream?
all good things have a bad end, or maybe its him
too busy building up his hopes, just to give in
joined a new site today, his popularity grew
spoke to a new girl today, someone he never knew
started to like this girl he did, but things went bad
found himself drowning in tears, constantly sad
argued they did, blocked each other on msn
went far away as they could just to wind up back again
argued with a new girl today, all about love
she didnt understand what he was thinking off
he didnt want to choose, the pain was to great
but things got out off hand now its too late
sitting alone in his room, he grasps his gun
a reason to live? he hasnt got one
the coldness off the steal pressed against his face
brings fear to the young boy, but his lifes at stake
pull the trigger and let it slip, or put the gun away
who's to know?
hes still sitting there, waitingg for judgement day
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Peep.
Yo, most you kats in Rapbattles is pitiful
whack niggihz, I eat em up like minerals
Wonderin why when u drop they aint feelin u
Cuz I'm feelin you up wit punches like hot lead
And in a quick sec ya gone be rottin and dead
Watchin fah feds, loadin clipse fah u target practice
Cause when it happens u niggihz iz doin back flips
Autos, Macks n extra clips, and yea I holds the gages
Dem bullets is like my Pitts when I let em out the cages
They comin quick and fierce, and gettin hold of ya
Treatin u like a bitch, then I'm out like I stole 4rm ya
Aint think I knew how to get hold of ya, hopped the Ranges
Sun glarin off the stainless, shootin reckless & aimless
Bustin at anything that move and I think got a heartbeat
Rollin over niggihz like a roller layin asphault on the concrete
I try 2 told u, these whackers dont want beef...if u do let me know
We can take it to the FL, booth, or the streetz, I got a new 4-4
Night vision wit a scope, aimin to hitcha, fah ya life....no hope
I'ma just tell ya like this, if you want it, I'm atcha throat!!
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check it yo
my style free written my rhymes free spittin
all fakaz still hittin must not be gittin this game
it's gettin to hectic this is not real when you cats can't respect shit
and when the first bitch step to me he gits it he gits hit
by the words i spit or the bullets i spray where i came from we don't play
and y'all still ain't understandin ha may be if i blast my .45 at ya you'll know what kinda shit i'm on
i git it on and stay on it hittin spittin the words that be written gittin the game back in shape
my rhymes be so ill that it's lyrical rape with a mix tape so silent so ill so violent i staple your eye lids shut what you talkin bout shut that mouth if you think your from the south fuckin dirty slut
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I thought this site was for rap battles?
yo yo yo
this shit is stuff i gotta excuse and dismiss
like boxin Stevie WOnder all you peeps do is miss
I'll steamroll you'r mommas tits them double D fakes
leave her titties so flattened everyone call em pancakes!
no high stakes here, nobody can hold rep
i'll disasemble your vital organs and rearange your neck
so check this, i'll fry your meat to a crisp
rock that face till i bust them lips, leave you with lisps
I sever you gullet quicker then alcoholics downing liquor
I got me the real gold while you're just the nose picker
like faggots in gay parade i'll show you what I carry(gun)
murder your hoe and give no meaning to the name Bloody Mary
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Knowing Life Needs Better Tactic's, then Green Weed n Bloody Hatchets
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It's Simple G, the way Sympathy Singles Me out of this lyrical Symphony
Miracles every other Century, Essentially, Progression Processes Professions
Sew Text Heads, so now ya know a Legend, blow da Smith n wessen
shot a foe on my block Shoutin Bold, i got da Masterful gift of GAb that spits with jabs
My life is bullied by Hatred, Why tonight must i Shapeshift from a Patient with Patience
ta a Plantiff with Lame spits, its Plain SicC the way my Day Ends
Make friends, Take Treasure and Display Sin
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that verse up there ^ by double d is nice
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u can tell this bitch my girl friend...cuz how much this girl spends...
if she leaves my world ends...get back my ring, and that pearl benz...
take back my house...take back her clothes...
dammit u cant repossess plastic surgery...otherwise id take back her nose...
i wish i could beat her down...but you cant hit a chick...
call her a fucking cunt rag though...and thats about it...
once again dont date this girl...cuz she will rip ya out ya heart...
really wish i woulda realized...cuz now we bout to part...
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My Visions See, Vixens in Imagery, Instantly a Victory Visits Me
My Spits Twist ya Spleen so Visciously, Tricks Wish n Plea fa Trickery,
Trick or Treat cuz im shootin recklessly like Pistol Pete, as Missles Seek
This Little Dweebs Lips n Teeth, Rip ya Meat, Wickedly
leave ya ta Twitch n Bleed i bet now you Whisper Speech,
or you'll be Missin' Feet like cuttin down a Green Christmas Tree,
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welcome to the rap battles cypher your newest member/
pimp shit.. i rent so many chickens im nick named food dispenser/
well done beef is wicked..want it raw leave you and your dudes dismembered/
dont mis respresent your set, signs go up and i aim at hands and fingers/
lose ya watch so a head can afford the rock, no shame in supplyin crack fiends/
deep in the game keep more dimes and quarters in stock than snack machines/
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rappin never sleped this long, before the wrong,
lrics created , old punch lines, like cheech and chong,
easy to rhyme, but easier to fly time by,
the ounce, glass bottle, good lets bounce,right,
im the iollest , yo mind has ever stillest,
realest, top of the fellin for the given,
never stopped, only ran the reds,
never mind pointin lyrics at yo head,
continous, yes meraculous,
if you so curious, than step up and catch a fade bitch....cuz.blood.
..........son of a........bitch snitch............stpid .lil.shit.haha, brken lines even lay ya to rest, you cant talk that greaat wiht a slug in ya chest.....now thats loosin yo breath.................