ok once again it's my turn to spit
I was only gone for a while how much did I miss/
I see Woogsta done made his cypha premiere
You still madd cool dogg, I just said it to be clear/
You see how I'm wanted by the people I'm dissin
It seems that they wanna sign me but I'm on a mission/
UNS yo clique soft y'all don't spit hard at all
Y'all just bitches wit dicks like RuPaul//CID
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Lmao ^ At closure...
Word, still cool i still got ya back, we generals...
Bombin on these kids who dont got genitals!...
Recieving many falls, like UNS recievin many fools...
Punches n ur own whack verse is one of many tools...
To use to destroy you's, fuckin fake ass thugs...
Smash u mugs, spit out blood, take these lyrical slugs.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
So obvious woogsta likes to bum street dreams,
cuz when there together all u hear is woogs scream,
Ye bitches am back, doin the rocaway like J-crack,
Its about time someone told these wiggas they aint black,
Im guessin when woog reads this, hell flip n carry on the beef,
Its ok, ive alredy killed off yung gunn, n am ready to hand out more grief.
Ye UNS join up in dis mufucka
-United-Nation-Syndicate-
-STAY-Z-
-BROKEN SKROLLS-
-FIGURE-
-NovA N.E.T-
Imma b beaten....by a kid who doesnt know how to do a sig?!?
What the fuck, he got a lil bit of backin n now he thinks he da shit...
Fuckin bitch, suckah dick, u aint nuttin but a wanna b rapper...
U couldnt capture dope, even if i fuckin threw it at ya!...
Gon slap ya, then punch yo ass silly...wait...ur already dumb...
Oh well, i guess i'll skip that n jus make u my new son!
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On Vacation, Bitches.
Piece and chain hang, grip the woodgrain
I done did a movie wit Bin Laden and Sadaam Hasune
Phycopathic mind, yellabone dime
Fuck dem handcuffs Lil Tre escapin crime
The realist in my prime, Spit fire and hot rymes
Flip screens in Diablo playin True crimes
I through im finished the mic had been demolished
Been wreckin mics since slavery was abolished
aiight keyyyystyley....
intimidate this pac imitatator, no luck wit four headz?...mus be a real shaker
your style belongs in tha gutter..only reason you can claim to be "grater"..
ill beat ya later...if this wasnt freestyle id r.i.p u, cos ur style dead...
my metaphorical madnness mollests you..like a child in a pedo`s bed...lol...
...SOFT FOCUS...
MaNiPu LaTiOn
ToPiCaL GeNiUs
shit...im just uppin my post count...to the most amounts
I arose a mount of flows that pound a hole the size of open mouths
I noticed how the boldest clowns...think they knowin how to flow
but my flow surrounds and scolds the town so know ur goin down
shit...the most focused hound...spits...the dopest now
now sit....as i choke u till ur loco....and the rope is found
Jus made a new addition to Critical Combination...
So UNS pussies, theres now 3 of us u b facin...
Leave you on da pavement..well, ur residency...
And we all know that Stay-z got homo tendencys...
Surrender bitches, u cant come up against da CC...
Served Nova, B.S, n stay-z failin, gettin ripped easy...
Think u can c me? Im 10 levels ahead of u damn kids...
No complex punches cuz they wouldnt understand it....
B a man, bitches...admit defeat cuz this is fuckin over...
In refigerators freezin is da only time y'all is fuckin colder.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
Whoever U.N.S is,Well my little guess kids
Is the type of niggaz in the club you charge up to get slid
Im lookin for a crew, hope these guys dont approach
They couldnt flow in a boat, pack heat in a coat
Beware of the sharp shank, Itll slaughter ya throat
Ya moms are crack whores and thats the only reason yall dope
complextion dawg, how you be saying your combination all so critical
well dude im still waiting, because i havn't heard you spit shit at all
its me you admire lyrically, and don't be talkin hypothetically
your going to get it G, scared upon your memory B, U'n'S my tendency
still trying to boast you beat three in one line, you didnt, get diminished
think im finished, flowed the instant, i mean i drove to britain
i'm going to visit the queen, don't think its not you boy, you be saying ah friggin'
'why did i say i could make his head bleed, you didnt, think i wouldn't read?
wrong there, i put all your shit in text to speach, the damn thing dry reached
you all know me now, capital CMFS, bitch.....and my hair is bleached,
hmmm...no 'f' words or 'n' words...and no bad spelling
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ya say stay-z, be gay name, been played in many rhymes
but now he calls me by my real one, respect finally, bout time
woogsta ya bitch, who ya tryna resemble, i hope its not me
you stay there in london dawg, and fuck ya faggot queen
and im not juss tryna be mean, ya new this would be comin
but why ya bother comin back, ya know its you im sonnin
Stay Z take that shit to Diss the person above
You couldnt hold heat huggin the pistol wit Keyshunes gloves
Stop the madness and tell everybody the truth
How ya come up short and still down when you sit in the booth
No time fa fag play, damn homosexual
So untextual, minimize ya life to mere deimals
diss the person above, is down and out of action
so ima bring the blood here, like im sonnin with ill contraction
givin birth to all you bitches, you should be thankfull for the verses
if it wasnt for me little tra, your shit would be unheard of
forget diss the person above, id rather post in freestyles
ya think im fake with my scripts, i do come from east side
east side of australia mutha fucker
ya think we not hard cunts, then i say good luck to ya
ima play all you bitches, is been a damn long time comin
but ya frontin with shit, dallas, texas, or where ever in bostin
ya'll be juss tossin, like sallad i add the herbs, ya get chilled
but how you gonna be sayin, it wasnt the ozzy guy who got you killed
got up this morning, and i hit the street
i had a rhyme on my mind, in my ear was the beat
i called up my boys, i said what up yo'
we got a battle today, but these bitches don show
be sayin, 'wot up do', bringin the illest scipts thrown
ima serve ya till the son go down, juss coz you's a ho'
ya think the shit don flow, well boy ya juss don know
i be gettin paid for this, and how you gon make do'
give up now, befor ya get ya'self embaresed
don wanna have to tell management, i don been sexually harassed
but i bless you kidd, like i was born a parish
none of ya shit matters, your the critical cum catchers
don deny it dawg, ya like to lick margret thatcher quick
don make me say your penisless, ya got damn snatch fo dick
my rhymes be seen fo years to come, and you still be not catchin diss
ya bitch don have some cats for kidds, ya milk not nice, ya stackin shit
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