man ya screws are lose
ya imagenary instrimental, dope rhymes screws up ya mental
u like it frontal don ask me, so open all 3 of ya halos
and let the dick raidin shine, no wait it's only ya theaterical mind
hold up that's not me press rewind, told ya yall ain't skitzo
u just imagine a dick holdin the mic
man ya fienin fill up with some of my imagenary seamon and you'll be fine
fuckin kid now answer me u want to do a audio battle
I'd audio battle u but my mic is broke...
Like every single fuckin line u wrote...
Aint no joke aint tryna duck out either...
Is this kid dope or hot? Bitch u is neither...
Really cant b bothered to keep sonnin u...
U jus a poor broke bitch, u got nuttin dude.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
who's mic is broke, yeah one more time
i like to hear it, i take care of ma shit
and i got jew-als to prove it
daimonds, silva, gold ya name it
i should have ma own store
cause i branded ma own shit
i take care of buissness
gun shots to slit wrist's
side building pisses, come ova to my town
i'll open soundclick, and still diss u and ya punchin rounds
you'll neva survive the count, of bullets releasing gunpowder sounds
bitch get a fuckin mic one of ya boys got a mic, get it from him shit ain't buy one fo 5bucks at a pawnshop somthin shit ain't hard go out on the streets ya run and find one dammit i'll rip beats to shreds
try me i've been doin this like nothin
it rhymes but it still is hard if ya frontin or runnin
ya whining n crying cause ya mics broke or somthin
Last edited by Broken Skrolls; September 20th, 2004 at 06:06 PM
I dont give a damn when the inferior try n start sparks
cuz these foos sweet like the interior of poptarts
infidels dont live well afta i spit fire n burn they skin cells
i'm hotta than hell where the sorrowful souls of sin dwell
like products from intel--i'm nationwide, adressin the public
no club shit, i got the kinda spit that's known ta' snub clicks
i dont waste my time wit solos, cuz there's strength in numbas
these bitches always comin up too short like the length of summa
unXtatic's comin wit black magic--what i rap is tragic
plus i'm known fo the habit of multiplyin like a packa rabbits
now that u fearin ma' malice, respect the lyrical prowess
u cats need ta' quit throwin stones at the empirical palace
So lets just say today i'm putting my fears aside let it ride tears can hide...
But honestly I can't take this bitch ass feeling i got inside...
So i'm a tell her how i feel reveal the real .. I think she already knows...
ANd yes or no no matter how it goes I can relieve my curled toes..
It'd be dope as fuck if she liked me secretly but she gives me mixed signals discreetly..
SO i told her to meet me just to talk hang out maybe a hug or someshit..
cuz really i gotta just straightenout some shit regardless this is it....
you can call me a don juan cuz my flow is so seductive
i gather followers like a cult with my hidden instructions
no time for bickerin n babblin the clock is tickin and you still ramblin
i'll leave you broke n sorrowful like a man who lost his money gamblin
scramblin to find an ambilance your ego's beaten and bruised
everything you write is dissapointing like reading the news
you can choose between a lifetime of unrecognition
or followin all of my orders like a docters perscription
envision my rhythm wrappin around your head like a pair of earmuffs
my flow seeps in through ya tearducts you wake up unaware like beersluts
Lmfao...
How did freestyle all of a sudden turn into a diss cypher.. Neways..
Woogy, rookie.. Stupid.. You blew it..
Lookie, is that the style that U rep ure crew wit?
Stepping.. I dont care, I wasnt tryna diss..
You jus thought I was.. Lols..
... Or proly jus tryna start shit..
Fart... bitch.. Kindie rhymes, You lackin the talent
Wack, a newb tryna flaunt when they never really had it.
You rap.. granted.. but fuck, Theres really nothin else to ya..
Your boys couldnt post dick about u
.............................unless they tried to screw ya..
.. blah to ure sensitive ass.. Lmfao..
woogsta's nottin but but an enemy to his own illusion
u diss ya own shit, ya neva match my fusion
ya shits amusion, verbal movment slows down ya vocal current
ya not showin any improvment, maybe ya need some tools
to let ya know its not ya time, ya not on tv,
i don't need ya lines, my skrolls are buried in ruins
ancient shit you'll neva find, ya not worthy
fake ass cat, calls up Indiana Jones tell him hes worried hes ruined
but ya always been,
woogsta ya a joke man
sensitive........the damn mans shook
more shook than crooked itself, look!
like figure said, newbie named woog
keep all gangsta, but ya not from the hood
intense-it-e threatened to dig up old posts
he definitly mentioned it was you that i ghost
.....actin like you was the freestyles host
i said count some sheep dawg, it was only a joke
my verse is goin down, 24 hours from now
and im proud to anounce, im bringin the cow
and sadly show how, the real beef is done
when woog calls me daddy, and i call him my son
his crew is fucked, fuckin with UNS
we blessed this, rappin total bliss
darts to neva miss, serpent hiss,
arrested messages ya crew neva catch this
billy club crime, badge glissin shine
swamped and held down ya lies, why even try
nothin worth it, i'll treat u like ya not worth human kind
what ya here for, beff?, better start pickin trees
ya just got robbed, strong mind, invincible circuts
not tangled but intwind, ya life is a lie
fuckin with the wrong guy,i chosse the life of the samurai
codes written on skrolls, i neva got told
lerned from the ones i rolled, im nottin?, i'll whatch u grow cold
and decompose don went and fucked me, i hold noose ropes
nylon burn marks, snappin necks, haunted ya wannabe testiment
snap each one of a ligaments, ya riggin it
chose my competitor, neva seen him he better respect it though
o wait, yall dun got none, no love, then all i need to say is FUCK YALL
damn woog ya that sad huh
No hate man.. I'ma just tell you the truth..
The older your lines are, the gayyer the newb.
Really.. I aint playing it dude.. read your posts
Coz even YOU pointed it out You "see wack everytime U" wrote.
Dont front, you lack the credibility geek.
Youre a rhyming machine!!! =I .....
.............you need your abilities tweaked.
No child, you sound silly and weak..
Youre all played..
street dreams.. yeah.. these kents been sleepin the whole day.
fuck the beef.. Lols
Yo, thaz jus a figure of speech, that aint literal talk
dont mean to belittle u, jus exposin some criminal thoughts
n i aint down wit lyric scribblers that be kiddin a lot
no, i hit 'em little kids till they dwindlin--riddled wit lyrical shots
my gimmicks n plots limit the progress of they awful advancements
so as i enhance myself--these cats often go off on a tangent
wit awesome transition, i connect each line to the next
my rhymes are directed to those who decline ta' respect
--yall can try n deflect, these verbal shots
but my message is heard whether i used the right words or not
my spits like a hail of simi shots leavin blood trails on city blocks
--but shit, i'm still overlooked, yall fail ta' gimme props
Lmfao...You's talkin too much shit...
Simple, fuck all of you when i done servin u, no mo' talkin...
Fucka loss, kids, yet another win to my rec. is what i chalkin...
Keep walkin, step down cuz u aint tall enough to face me...
C elevation to most comes after practice but...
..........................................Its jus a dream for stay-z!...
Tryna break da double C, trouble me? bitch im laughin at u all...
And when u all get sonned, u all gon b made to look like fools.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
whats good xtatic.. that shit was sweet Fam... u got to spit more
holla-atcha-boy
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