Really gettin bored with the level of "consistency"
This bitch spills more juice than his own fuckin pussy
Pushing me, to limits where im thinking.. "Why?" ...
Like Cent said "Get rich or die trying" in ur case "Die"
Fuck don't even try to reply, ya post get "non -responsive"
Did you read the URL right? Think your on the wrong site kid...
Bored already, cant keep a lid on this topical known as "Cypher"
This bitch has been popped and is choking in his own blood pool.. S.I aka "SNYPER"
"Blood 4 Lyf"... "S'happenin mah dawg? .. Got nuttin but love 4 you.."
Street Play
This guy must be joking, he aint no Benzino
He sounds like a white rapper hot on Jalapeno's
He wants to start some beef so, I will hit him and make his teeth go
All over the ground, ur predictions are wrong miss Cleo
He the ho of the century, raps shit intentionally
to get reactions from people, Doesnt make sense G
I come at u intense see, U'll just have to try and fence me
Off ur ass, caz I will ryme paragraphs
I rap like im doing math, and it will mess u up
Then u will be without a paddle on a raft, that must suck
This bitch says destiny, God doesnt even have mine Planned
Maybe I may be de-toxed and sent to Iraq or Iran
Its something that a guy like u will never understand
Its like talking to a beast, Its not like man to man
U a one man band, trying to kill us both with one hand
Im a knock this bitch off his raft back to dry land
his gay ass ryme, totally contridicts itself, go figure
Of course it does, no one likes to here about the hood from a wigger
damn they better change your name to john doe, cuz whe i murda you they just gonna say its another gay hoe, so back up sayin all that "consistency", just let it be known i know all that shit you gonna say, if this was a religion they probably accuse me of blasphemy, just get at me, you know the name, you keep talkin bout it, just let it be known the only time i know yours is for this diss, and stop askin "why" like jadakiss, your rhymes are not that great, all you can do is vote and hate, dont tell me to die, lotta niggas made that mistake, we threw em ova the bridge as if they were bunjijumpin wit out the line.
That was for you you lil bitch ass nigga, wuts your name, oh yea i jsut looked it up, s-i?wut
no comment about consistentmp's verse
no comment at all
yea your ass got a fuckin problem...it aint that serious but if you wanna go there thats straight...i realy didn't have a problem wit your fuckin ass but since you bein a punk ass bitch...mata fact you aint worth this shit i bbl for your weak ass...fuckin tip drill
Blah blah blah fuck you
I still not gonna write no verse to a bitch
i dont know why i bother with u guys u waste my time//with all ya heads together you still cudnt write a complex rhyme//ya'll think ya hood..wiv ya so call gangsta spit//a new definition to wackness...the true meaning of shit//if you dont belive me ya'll can check the facts//of whats real in r/b n whos the rejects//so watch what ya do....or what ya be spittin//cus u guys are replica's of raid-r...lord of pre-written//
yo' raid stop jackin me dawg just cus i murked ya fake ass...n the only vote u got was outta sympathy....you lil bitch
Street Play
yea whatever bitch, call me pre-written all u want
But I know u aint hood, This bitch from beaumont
he a Texan tanned ass Mexican
If I ryme so bad why u keep on checkin in
Then again I may have the skills
While u shop for ur shit in a store at potomac Mills
Ur shit dont shock people, Mine is like electric eels
And u sent a tape in two months ago, and still no record deals
How does it feel street play to be left back again
Now u stick to cypher With Products, ur only friend
Ur better hope I dont just dont come down to deck u
I can make my shit all complex to, and ur shit is see through
half his shit was from blue clues
fuck u and ur velcrow scraping shoes
And this guy a slave bitch, who is owned by two dudes
raid..mother fucker shut ya mouth..dnt fuss//face it you aint gd enough...u took me on and lost//now ya tryna say i got no skills n ma rhymes r wack//nigga that means urs r worst so dont forget that fact//if you cant handle the heat then get the fuck out//cus im sick of ya ass in chyper..n theres no doubt//niga whats bitin u its it cus i murkered thee//not only one or twice but more that three//
raid dnt keep cummin bk ur just gettin murked u fake ass bitch
Street Play
I was right again, The fruity bitch came back
Ohh ur shot miss again, wait it was a blank cap
No big punches in there, it was just full of crap
I dont think any time soon this guys album will go plat.
U got so sloppy u had to ryme 3 with thee
who raps like that anyway, definitely not shady
He better pay me for making me listen to this creep
This guy is disarange like Deniro on Hide and Seek
Go fuck a duck u lop sided freak
And stick to writing memos, u fake gangsta geek
Take a peek inside the ryming world of Raid-R
But there will be no escaping, caz now u got sars
This bitch got only a few weeks now, to say dumb shit
Before I stick this asshole way back in his moms clit
Bitch dont worry I will make u fit
And dont come back out till ur rymes are ligit
(meaning u'll never be let out)
nigga what u tlkin punches...when u bitch slap//open ya mouth..opera comes out as a lame attempt of rap//i dont need punchlines to murk you all i need is a verse//to watch u absorb like wet spounge..n see ya brain disperse//i really dont know why u try...u try to prevail//you lame attempts of punches...like try out runa a bullet..u bound to fail//so like i sed earlier you aint worth my time//ur punches bounce me like rubber to creat a wack rhyme//
Street Play
If I hear one more murk in the mist of it
I may just vomit all over his shit
I think thats as hard as this bitch can get
Especially after I already had his adams apple slit
Throw a fit u bitch, caz I know its coming
blah blah blah, The bitch at again, tongin
Everything I said and tryin to twist it to his advantage
Sorry buddy but I already did collateral damage
I eat this bitch Like a PB & J sand wich
And he said Im not worth any of his time
When I say something bout him, hes back with another ryme
Kinda weird, He must have Raid-R on his mind
I should be the R/B cop, Sir that will be another Fine
For wasting lines of space that could of been used
But this guy comes back again to constantly lose
he waits for me to get done to hear me tear him
Limb from Limb, fucken fish in aquarium
Thats what this is, and I own the fish
I dont need to kill, he just cut his own rist
Suicidal bitch afraid to throw up his fist
Caz the last 3 he threw, Went right pass, missed
And this battle between us is not even just
Caz all I do is kill u and all u do is fuss
I have a feeling Jared Janes is gonna come in and ruin me and Streets battle with his wack shit...I just know it
naw.. go ahead.. ill wait till l8er.. have yo fun
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