SIX (6) LINES MINIMUM!!!
I'll have to be mean to you if you refuse to follow that rule!
Tear it up, make em cry like they lost they puppy!
Start with me!
SIX (6) LINES MINIMUM!!!
I'll have to be mean to you if you refuse to follow that rule!
Tear it up, make em cry like they lost they puppy!
Start with me!
nigga born to kill.....should have bin killed at birth
nigga a menace to society as he walks the earth
now this nigga thinks its on this nigga think he great
nigga dont no shit this nigga'z creatin hate
bitin of more than he can chew now his frontin
just walked up and down this bitch nigga like he nuttin
no hate just startin shit off
diss the fag above me thats to easy this guy is gay
engaged in hide-n-seek and claims to have street play
usin played concepts that are throwback like atari
you could apologize for ya rhymes and they still be sorry
like roy jones jr your career is starting to sag
i would hit him with a haymaker....
......but i knocked him out with just two jabs
Speakin of hate I hate this bitch street
My crew in open mic ate u like a dead beat
We eat stupid people like this
Throw another verse at me and miss
go kiss ur boyfriends ass, bitch
Before my fist wizzes past u , SLash
Another fucken blow to the head
falling out dead, took his food and his bed
Beat up his honey, had hopping home like the easter bunny
Funny that i mention that, look at this dick head, he got no wax
He just plauque up from his gums to his teeth
Start beef we Raid, and u'll be teached
A lesson about respect, I detect another special effect
is about to go down, Maybe another clown will make ur heart pound
Biggie take ur shots at this loser, He probably wouldnt, doesnt wanna bruise ya
Dont make fun of street with a name like that
Ur a nick nack in this game about to get set back
To square one where it all begin, This guy aint Eminem
he's feminem, let him win, show ur sins, that u commit to ur leader
Show me ur wife so I can take my bat out and beat her
Wont really make a difference to her appearance
Her face already jacked out, This guys interference
Between me and Street that gotta a battle ready to start
Take that cheap ass ryme by to the lost and found in Wal-mart
the bitch above me raps like his own finger's up his ass
i'm a concentrate the heat on this ant like a magnifying glass
i'm the snake in the grass, hissin at tasks and tall orders
wackness runs thru' your fam like genetic disorders
take your fuckin self back to wal-mart bargain stores
my jargon's elevated and your ass jus got whored
merked
blk.
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Look at this bitch, Time knows that ur a mistakes,
so i'll just divide u in half, then put seft on blake,
You'll basically be fucken yaself, like cracked mirrors in files,
Fucked up his future, so his past couldn't reflect a smile,
It's obvious your mom's a slut, just by seeing where u from,
"The Land of My Fathers"? how many fathers gave her cum,
Only Time Will Tell
not bad not bad but blake fake mistake that's some played shit
time claimin he's from infinite galaxies but he's on a gay tip
your a newb so i'll take it easy and 'only time will tell'
that i'm sendin you to your death like US military personnel
so fuck off and come back when you've learnt not to recycle
my mum's a slut...? when you got more boys in your bed than Michael
merked.
try again anutha 'time'!!!! <lol
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well look at this motherfucker named time
really i could probly beta this fool in one rhyme
you something like star track cause you live out in space
really what are you saying that your whole different race
o wiat minete dont forget to tell your mom i had fun
she has more bang then a 12 gauge shotgun
you going to say my ryhmes nogood
man iam from the fucking philly hood
why dont you just save your act
cause really i bet you dont got jack
really i got tight flow when iam freestyle
when i ryhme i go the whole fucking mile
Thinkin you could flow i'm here to let you know
that jus cuz you come from the hood dont think you could rap,
skills is what you lack rhymes is cheezy like a ritz snack
lets bring it back- to the gangsta in ya actin like the worlds blind
thinkin that we dont see the wangsta in ya, your bitch
seamen is the only thing you spit get a grip
and stop talkin shit how do I know cuz you got some dudu hangin from your lip
Deeni has no skills he's just here takin' up cyber space*
Rhyme skills leakin' petroleum..flows broke down on tha interstate*
Just a lame brain...ah NO Name....tryn to gain online fame..*
ah shame but who's tha blame..his mom can't remember his name*
What does that have to do with it..Ion know..whoop ass like Ike tho!*
Bash his skull wit a speaker...for every wack flow!
u all the ones to misinterpret my flow,sensitive
damn these guys will all cry, dont mention it, pensioners
feds, mods in disguise,helpin young guys to elevate,ats ok
lets celebrate,just cause im cursin yo shit dont mean i be hatin on it
im waitin on it ,to improve yo standards,da eagle has landed
fuck that,wack raps ,ill leave ya all stranded,n grounded
i see a mountain ill mount it.
Dun't get all whyld up, it might cause seizures...
n it aint my fault, that you can't spell jesus
nigga tryin to reach us, kid ya need help quick...
try battlin over seas...cuz ya nuthin but sel-fish
hell with this, ya structure is a dandy...
n the words are fallin off the page...without tabbin any
whylee coyote can bloww me,homie.......................okee dokee
im down wid ya flow, but u musint know...jack shit,
yeah i be self fish wid it..........shall i devolge in it
fo a nit wits beifit,ok lets flow wid it
let the rest of the crowd know wid it
your life came not fo free....ok G
nativity died to make room fo thee, do u see,...back inside
bitches be denying yo genocide
aint u got enough brain cells to find
u standin in place of my bro, n yo kind
i speakin fo those who seek justice u muffpuppet
grinch n shit buisness bin just stuff it.
i speak therfore they speak,n fuck yo all over strait back to the street.
Last edited by tjesus; February 10th, 2005 at 05:02 AM
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