criptonizer
your text is a joke... bitch i'll make you bow to mine
before diss someone make sure you know how to rhyme!
reugers and toys? lol hey maybe i'm just readin it wrong
nah, your spittin style is ass like you were eatin a thong!
my punches are stoppin you, 0-4... who you talkin to?
in battles 'crip walks' away like he thought he was rockin blue!
kas
what does 'kas' stand for this Kid Aint Shit?/
he's 16 years old and is still on the tit/
He'd run and cry to his mumma after takin a hit/
The person below better know who he fuckin wit/
coz say the wrong thing, after Kas i'm comin for you/
Ask his bich-ass what i'll put you threw/
abusive and kilo
man you two bitches are fake
your both like cake
i shake then break you
you cant breka through me
ill shoot you down like a bird in the sky
as i get high, you be good bye
step up your game to my level
cuz your claim to fame is no game
step up your game to my level he say
here's a ladder step up to them ok
you cant rhyme, your lines are pathetic
my rhymes are real like they come genetik
bitin your name from a dude who can't rap
thats quite ironic cus your the same you just yap
if i wanted to read nursery rhymes, i'd look at my daughters book
abusive to kilo like lines, thats a drug addiction that'll get ya hooked
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this cat think hes better than me
he aint nothin but a lil bee
if im yap, then you are crap
your a weakass bitch that cant rap
my flow is hott, it aint tap
my rhymes be orginial, yours is on gap
twistaa's a fuckin disgrace/
ima have to put dis little bitch in his place/
nigga ur rymes aint worth 2 cents/
obviosly u dont read cuz u dont make sense/
rymes original my ass u little fuck/
stop rappin u suck now shut befo u get struck/
305 i'ma diss you real strict/
havin ppl lookin for ya body in all kinds of pits/
you betta not follow me for a response to this hit/
one stop n flip/ havin you dumped in a ditch/
i'm confused so i'm watchin lilo n stitch/
the way you talk to 5o i think you a snitch/
305soldier aint game
he think he got all this fame
realitly check bitch i run these streets
im hott and come up with these beats
i dont make sense bitch who you talkin
im gonna block ya punches and ya hits
im comin on hard with this safety blitz
consistentmp n twistaa
thats it last straw/
stupid bitchs forcin me to bury yall/
nigga we know u confused/
suckin dick beggin fo that cum to ooze/
fuckin faggot talkin bout blockin/
see i dont block i dodge em/
but if i want ill reflect/
make yo bitch talk to me correct/
yeah its the last straw, for you
im gonna get rid of ya, and have a brew
your runnin around like you got the flu
im gonna crate you up and ship ya to the zoo
they aint gonna accept ya cuz your subdue
you aint nothin but poo, so bug off
you aint nothin to me, so back the fuck off
Criptonizer
The only pathetic shit i seen is crips
No punches hit, Caz ur talent wasnt a gift
Fuck ur girls tits and busted a nut in her clit
Get off the grind, caz u cant jump ship
Stole ur lyrics caz ur ass aint genetic
Loosing his breath fast, bitch diabetic
And hypothetically u dead for real
He gulpin down pills in Virginias hills
niga fuck you n your whole lil crew/
the 305 they might be sum hard ppl but your not one of em/
if this shit was a social class of spit you be flem/
let me say it again/ nah your ass don't want it/
i'm confused but not sexually its from who you think you are/
you think you can rap cuz you watch 106 n park/
n be like yea i can be them/ but in reality u can't beat stand/
yea that fan/ from eminem/ thats you jsut a stalker/
in da club you probably do the moon walker/
consistentmp
Hey bitch, wheres u record for ur wins
Probably have none, losts sky high in the 10's
Ended ur fucken career caz u a liar
Caz u follow nothing up last time to what u said prior
Im the seller of the shit and u the fucken buyer
U believe what i say all the time, sold u a pack of flat tires
Ur the sender of the mail, and im the replier
Rymin aint ur anti drug bitch, get a new desire
m pulse
just aswell you gotta pulse cus ya bout to skip a heartbeat
im harder than tito ortezz stuck in fuckin concrete(tito ortezz-ufc)
why'd ya have to go and diss me i wasn't the one above you
but it's clear like water to everyone now that i'm better than you dude
postin them silly little lines on here is a waste of a thread
you couldn't post any ill shit even if you posted sick to my mailing address
it's kinda funny that your usin words ya don't understand
either that your typin your rhymes with a dictionary at hand
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consistentmp n twistaa
both little faggots that dont got it/
never had it and wont have it/
im talkin bout clit/
reason why cuz u guys spit shit/
iv had mo pussy in a week then uv had in a lifetime/
cuz i dont play i do at least nine/
and this week im goin fo both yall mothers and both yall hos/
after done ima leave em on the flo/
both yall niggas spit constant shit/
ill hit u so hard leave u with a twitch/
Last edited by 305soldier; March 12th, 2005 at 01:27 PM
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