SIX (6) LINES MINIMUM!!!
We'll have to be mean to you if you refuse to follow that rule!
Tear it up, make em cry like biatches!
Start with me!
SIX (6) LINES MINIMUM!!!
We'll have to be mean to you if you refuse to follow that rule!
Tear it up, make em cry like biatches!
Start with me!
I have ta diss myself cuz no one else is good enough...
Seems there ain't no heads, who've lost near as much.
I spit venom but it's weak, it don't even paralyze...
And if it's dopeness that you seek...
.....................You won't find it tween my thighs.
So realize! What I am is too much to comprehend...
Cuz...how'd someone so whack...
..................................Ever get to be a Legend?
dissing himself huh...well that shits outta line
you might as well delete your account and request to resign
and if you were born to kill there must be no mankind
u say u hate missionary but chu still recieve from behind
the only substance you shootin is the cum from ya cock
have you retreatin and movin like you stayed on a bad block
This bitch ain't funny, he can't rip sick...
But he does get laughs...for being 1 and 6!
Stinkin up my state, Texas deserves better...
Cuz all ya gettin's the alphabet's 12th letter.
Loss after loss, yet you call yaself Prince?
When even net punchs...cause ya to wince!
Born to kills got no skills
If he did he would show 'em
You should stop flowin in battles and start writin poems
Cuz fa real ya shit sucks and i just can believe
You became a legend we all have been decieved
You're only sick cuz you're diseased
You flow like you're in peewee league
This forum deserves more
3's ya last number you'll never make it to four.
Battles:
Come and get it.
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^^You the type that get "played by hoes" and "left by spouse"
until I put this pistol in your grill, and give you "death by mouf"
...I'll admit you spit and treat the flows like "Tekken and kick" but
I put feet on ya rhymes, "damn, I think I stepped in some shit"
here it stops yo, cause I spit ill and give you hot hollows,
and in this, you can't "spit", so you obviously must "swallow"
I could care less.
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I'm about to drop hot rhymes on ^his head and boil it
Dropping dope shit? he smoked weed and sat on the toilet
I don't feel like rappin' I just want my five hundred posts
Haven't done this shit in a while so I'm wacker than most
Fuck wordplays and punches make my head hurt
Why think when you can just copy and paste Evolve's verse
^ I had to count thru the alphabet Im so dumb.Originally Posted by Born to Kill
Anyways.. where's my fly swatter....
Fly? Flee? Either way buzz off and die please..
Your shits more commercial then T. Owens and Sharpies..
This kid aint even elite..thinks he's a dope graphical artist..
...And how can you think fresh on yur feet...
When all Fly lands on is garbage?..
You even admit your wack, aint nothin fly about that... mate..
Ya forgot the punctuation ^ in ur usertitle, should read Middle FlyWeight.
Damn, that was gay, just like this post.Originally Posted by Tab Lloyd
The best line you had wasn't even a punch.
Damn, I didn't rhyme that time. Fuck you
Watch me rhyme this one... duck fool
damn that was nice, unlike you, sound like
Mike on the enquirer, cuz your name is tab loyd, get it?
TAB LlOYD'S ARE 90 % BULL SHIT..LIKE THE LYRICS U SPIT/
PLEASE QUIT..UR NOT LEGIT..OR MENTALLY EQUIPPED//
UR DUMBER THAN DUMB,LIKE WHEN HARRY MET Lloyd/
A DUMB AND DUMBER PLOY,UR RHYMEZ SHOULD BE VOID//
I SHOULD SLAP U ACROSS THE FACE WIT OPEN HANDERS/
U GET NO GLORY SO UR OUT THE GAME LIKE BARRY SANDERS//
dawg i can tell ur new to the game but its iight//
ima jus crush u nigga dont put up a fight//
u likea model dawg always worried bout the height//
so keep elevating atleast to a notha rookies site//
we cant see u yo wit 8 post n no battle record n u been on the site for a few days//
dont come spitin shit yets yo u need to pracite a few plays//
this is like a football game to me//
im the star u jus a fan waitin to see//
this bitch rhymes-like-a-dyke
he talks like his a slut time-is-outta-site
when i hit-his-script i rip-his-wits and hebleeds like a period
his stanza is like a walts but he spins more circles then straight guys hearin this
ill break-his-spine and take-his-life
as he erode thre the earths crust like a carcuss to threw-tha-knife
i see-his-high but i burn him to sea-him-die
like a prick he is i sick a needle-in-his-eye
i give this wack fuck a pair of glasses so he read well
its says diss and not kill..but u dumb& peeps can tell
new to RB son herre u'ld only get shitted on like u a closet
his lines got me saying "ohhh wheee now im happy i c my carpet"
the only way he would wear a "tung" is by using it to get his 1inch "tied"
b4 u think to reply...tell the truth u asked "will" to be ur bride
but i dont wanna make you cry and ima just let shit slide
Your game steers crazy like a bike wit no handles
Your name and style is more peculiar than some 6 toe sandles
If ya Tung Tied, then why the fuck ya tryin to post shit
Them shitty lines you spitting, smells like ya got halitosis
If ya tryin to rap, listen, I'll give you a big tip
Don't use a username that's perfect for the special olympics
I didn't even bother to read his post,it jst looked wack/
i bust back,shove a stingin nettle in your mouth tell u to suck that/
He loves his verse,he spat shit but he really really tried/
he's representin kentucky,time for this bitch to get fried/
like a chicken,he's runnin round headless askin for a ghostwriter/
I run up on u, bust u open wit my 44 coz i'm a close sniper/