The shit flows, fluently, just picture the bitch above...
Better yet don't picture, imagine... Touched more kids than MJ's glove
Still im the picture of, an emcee with a love.. To fuck pussies up..
Still fuck with those chickens bitch? .. "No English... Jus ... Cluck"
Fuck to the tail bone, bitch your ass is "split"
Got more cheese than M Pulsives......."dick"... Real shit...
Still i spit the truth, like it was proof im fo'real...
Leave IsIs .. Just Isnt .. Head spinning like a .. Wheel...
"Blood 4 Lyf"... "S'happenin mah dawg? .. Got nuttin but love 4 you.."
this bitch above the greatness (me) needs to b beneath, rip out ya teef_ so youll have 2 whisper grief, youll feel the heat_ like ya moms between the sheets, nigga feel my kleets_ choppin(2 pieces) u so u can run in fleets, nigga i cant eat_ until ur heart fails 2 beat, i'll clean the blood off ya meat so u can say ya death was neat, nigga u cant compete this nigga knos only defeat, i make a speech like martin king and leave u froze white like bleech
your tight like a virgin pussy//
im like a 13 inch dick in a korean girls shit str8 pushin//
i will make damage unexplainable so quit bs'n//
you just mad cause i'd get votes,stop stressin//
you aint shit like a bag of reggie weed//
pull it out on your girl and skeet between her teeth//
Flippin' Skriptz
Who the fucks this asshole, do not past go
I own ur property, bitch dont got the credit to battle
Ur ass is travelin in the wrong part, dont start shit
U aint high with ur shit, ur fucken low as my carpet
Easy terms I part with, sayin fuck this haters word play
I serve gays as well nigga, so ur ass is my next gormae
Whore pay ur fucken dues, get on the floor and pray
U say im fake, u dont do shit, u just use pre-writtens and spray
False information, ur more like entertainment
I can arrange some plans, but u'd duck like ur vehicle payments
U a low down nigga, goin on men and sayin u own shit
Man u wouldnt know greatness if u got directions from a scientist and cloned it
I'm that nigga who can kill u in 8 bars
m pulsive lives 2 die_ or dies 2 live 2 beat me, i get fingerprinted frequently 4 killin bitches weekly, ur simply not hardly hard enough 2 defeat me, my flows cut in your heart u cant even c me briefly, i hit u constantly and leave u wher the maggets b, nigga poop(nigga has poop under his name haha) is the only word i could describe u talently, u sound like a bitch nigga that nobody knos, ur flos like mjs nose in fuckin pieces on the flo, dont play me i'll play u 1st and last i nevr lose, this niggas flows reminds me of shaqs first shoes, (fucking ugly haha)
Boulevard/you think you hard/but you very soft it seems/keep fuckin wit killa, diss be a boulevard of broken dreams/nigga i got dreams/got guns dat will bust ya vest at the seams/nigga my pinky GLEAMS/cuz i rock the rock that could make your flow ighter/make you flow nicer/i aint a mean guy but you can bet ima fighter/i knock niggaz out/beat niggaz to the ground/havin screamin KILLA FATZ when dey come around/but if my rhymes are sick, and you feelin ill/dont start to panis or get frantic thats just my skill/ayo boulevard/my rhymes got you so sick you need a get well card
wtf im maaaad blazed
.................................................. .................................................. ................................Originally Posted by xKiLLa FaTzx
ThEboUleVarD
U say u got flow goin, then it show something
Frontin and sayin nothing, and toughin ur ass u just bluffin
Stuffin this site like a turkey, with more shit then a factory
Bitch ended week on his rymes, someone get him a battery
U bastard seed from a whore mom, this moron
better get his big head from out the ground and go long
Im throwin the bomb to ya, are u ready for the missle
While ur talkin hallow shit, Im unloadin them from a pistol
Shootin ur ass till ur blood red, lookin like u need a menstral
Man fuck this niggas raps, only lead u ever touched was on a pencil
Learn to write deep shit, not rymes that just ryme to shine
And bind and jumble lines for ya to sound like ur writin Blind
Out of a box with no eyes, Give this bitch a tour guide
Ur career is like my bitch, left wasted with sore thighs
I'm that nigga who can kill u in 8 bars
Pulsive said he had a flow...musta lossed it
Punk bitch...after this battle U aint gon see 'sunshine' even if U was lil Flip
Fuckin Ur reputation up like U was a clit
U punchin so soft like U were padded mits
Do somethin U good at granny...go knit
Cuz tha only way U get a vote is fittin yo lips around dicks
we all known M Pluvise a bitch but it time get on you
faggot you must be confuse, if you think that weak shit going break thru
you aint Unstouchable u fragile this lil wennie get kid napped
nigga i excute you like Big L shells are in yo face in back
consider that, Sunshine punch line was wack
hommie ill bury you where i cath u slippin at
Ya think ya wild, im savager, ya got the stature of an amateur
you aint shit... you even bit ya name from a minor character
my raps are spectacular, when im flowin ya got no hope, yo
send you into comatose, not cos im boring but cos im so dope, hoe..
No joke yo, ill split ya wig into two, I decide who to kill and my decision is you
hit ya with precision, so ya vision is blue, n ya skins black
and by skins black it means that ya critically bruised, from hits, fag.
I'll dispatch my men to ya house, only armed with pads n' pens
I have to grin, cos its funny seein ya get torn apart n' smacked again
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listen to this bitch, raps whack like his name-Compass-o/
Twisten up da script, just fuckin face it ya lame-Ass-hole/
my masterful and prestigious-raps, cause alot of controversy/
like sayin he white or no jesus-black, ya raps not gon hurt-me/
i'm wit da mob as my siggy-shows, brains splat when triggy-blows/
we got blow nig's snort like piggy-nose, coke bring in big titty-hoes/
Darth Maul
Untouchable and Darth, bitches dont start
U aint hard niggas, ur after effect from foam darts
Ur swarm to heart to act gay, U all lack wordplay
And u got more candles at ur grave, then u get from ur birthday
They are expectin ur decease fast, get this sucka some knee pads
And Darth u still havent entered a battle yet bitch, so stop tryin to be bad
U aint ready for war, man ur afraid to hit front lines
U fucken rymes as good as the fucken germaphobic monk whines
So step back u dick head, I dont need heat to disperse ur soul
and u can get killed by touch to, just so u get to me u could rehearse ur fold
I'm that nigga who can kill u in 8 bars
Kilo is cheap just like his lame-ass name//
oh i'm scared of this wanna-be dope boi//
da coke is getting through his thin veins and making him paranoid//
like my friend said all wannabes r insaned in da membrane//
Kilo number one and list to meet da fist//
lord-o-mighty i think we found da shit//
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Fell the wrath of da pain of Mc_PT and there iz no other name!!!!
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^^^^
this stupid faggot bitch thinks he so great
but i put that gun to his hold and determine his fate
he iant nothing but a reycleing fucking mc
really he just another fucking ali g wannabe
he thinks death is a funny fucking thing
i bet this kid thinks he is RB fucking king
but truly he just nothing but a pathic internet goof
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