you think you big wit your nine untill i pull the 10//Originally Posted by B-ILL
I dont give a fuck if you on dubs dueces or some shit that spin//
ill kanye your ass and make it hard to grin//
battleing me is an automatic loss its hard to win
you think you big wit your nine untill i pull the 10//
I dont give a fuck if you on dubs dueces or some shit that spin//
ill kanye your ass and make it hard to grin//
battleing me is an automatic loss its hard to win
HITMAN a.k.a. ASSASIN
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Now,... is that "Six Milez" tall?... Or "Six Milez" wide?...
Probably refferin' to ya skill, which is... "Six Milez" behind...
Don't matter,.. even if im at the comp' i got keys solvin' my issues...
Miss~used... i leave snot~noses blowin' in tissues...
Grammatical errors... are worse than G. Dubya...
That man "B-ILL", Even dissed you,... and that niggas above ya...
Ya four lines already about to topple and fall...
But credit is given dog,.. never seen shit stacked that tall...
thumper u probably a plumber/u probably a geek/u want my rhymes to poke u with a beek/scat/unless u wanna smack/or u wanna fall like an asteriod/dont get peraniod by my rhymes/jus quit/is it time?
canu keep up?wuts up/jus dont frunt/do i need to spit in ur face?are u a disgrace?or do u want me to take it to the next phase?are u done?did i win?how much does it cost to get ur eyes crosed/and get u tossed?
do i rhyme so much/that they want to eat u up like lunch and give u a crunch?do u want me to give u a stomp/or can u give me comp/or do u want me to throw u in the swamp?
playboy
playa you talkin smack wit whack crap/ i think play times over go get ya nap sack/you get smack and laughed at wit ya last rap/ battle rap for u man quit ya crack act/ you must be on rock cause ya rhymes they just blow/bend over and let the room tap ya asshole, cause you ain't beatin no one so just sit back and act slow/ cause maybe they'll feel sorry for a retard that can't flow/ i ask hoe, please quit the game now/ don't take no more blows just throw in the damn towel, before you get depressed and grab a shot gun, takin you out (check) just been done
playboy playboy here you are once again/ getting shredded and ripped/time to put this lil kid back in the playpen/better run storms coming ,dont wanna get snowned in/ this dis is for you only/ for you to know this its mandatory/now im having 2nd thoughts/scurred? No/ i got this rule about postin to retards/ i should jsut slap ur ass thinkin id get worked /your flows used up like the lil dick you jerk/so before you post read your shit twice/do you still think your lyrically inclined/somethings missing like my bacardi w/o lime/yeah i got your message and i know it was painful to ask/Yes,for your next post ill write the text
you im im headed to tha top aint no way you can stop me/
you aint a blizzard you more like a dust devil, sptinin botney/
watch how yo mouth spit cas your lines weak, can support your shit/
then you got to wipe it up holdin ice, tefflon like your ribs cut to steak bits/
im just spittin senseless ryhmes, just kind of rambles, but beat you lika tambaring/
leave your ass clapped like a broke hosrey thing/
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opposed 1
Hit Yo Ass Up (Remix)
This is Mali Kia and Kai in da club
Runnin' round this bitch pissy drunk with the snubs
Niggas wanna get it crackin', we don't give a fuck
Boy you fuck around, we gon' hit yo' you ass up
_When I start to spit bitches start to slip
_Yeah, It was a harsh dimiss but don't trip
+Like Mali told you kid, you can always sync lips
+Be a singer, and have a chance at havin' hits
_Again with tryin' to diss me by talkin' about my mother
_You moms must not of been there for you, or no brothers
+But for some reason yo ass is super depressed
+Or maybe your just stupid like Malikai and me guessed
_We've already explained to yo' thick head
_We not Hebrew, think about the shit, the joke is dead
+And even if Mali was, wouldn't this be embarrasing
+Get lyrically lit up by Hebrews like kerosene
_You're gettin' dropped like mercury in december
_opposed 1, like the Titans, this is somethin' you'll remember
This is Mali Kia and Kai in da club
Runnin' round this bitch pissy drunk with the snubs
Niggas wanna get it crackin', we don't give a fuck
Boy you fuck around, we gon' hit yo' you ass up
Bitches lose their life all the time fuckin' playin'
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Playboy Playa
I don't like that cat Thumper neither bro
His rhymes are weaker than a crack hoe
But you make his lines look kinda nice
Dumb unstructered punctured trys
I've seen ten year olds write more authentic
Check it, that was literal, I really meant it
Shit did not even make sense, won't pay rent
Continue tryin' to win dudes in rap, find yourself livin' in tents
Continue creatin' issues and find your life past tense
You stupid like them dummies in a crash test
Shut the fuck up, figure out what a bar is
No, the rap type, not where they shoot darts kid
Don't come around with them weak flows
My lines is ten times your three blows
BITCH!
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yo da nigga malikia think he nice well he betta think twice
cause my rhymes will blow ur mind like a bird eatin rice
man i'll come through and merk u cuz i got nothin 2 lose
your rhymes is trash nigga give dis shit up u got nothin to prove
cause my punches hit hard u'll think u gettin hit by mike tyson
my rhymes are like freddy crougar str8 slicen and dicen
wheneva u see me u gonna wanna run u need a treadmill
i'll come thru and clear out ur whole hood dats dead real
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DOPE PERCEPTION
BC
bc you talking guns thats cool
but i dont play with clips......i drop bombs
youll get schooled
stuck in this blizzard of torture and pain
youll soon see why your just a servent in this land i reign
wit your nonspeakin spit
hold up bc did anybody understand it
ill obliverate you bitch
like i said i drop bombs
youve just Been Cancelled tommorrow you'll be gone
Blizz
Yo, you spit like a herb, sound like a herb, actually, u wanna-be herb
You wouldnt last one second if you came to my block and spit on da curb
Murder you, leave a bloody gloves like O.J. killed his wife
My rhymes shine and cut like a switchblade knife
i dont caere if this sucks, i got writers block but i still spittin flames
You sound like that kid from made, you couldnt spit ice, if you was at the winter olympic games
I dont play blizzard, so just rest off my case
Cuz after you, im tearing apart this whole place, your so bad your a disgrace if rapping was a race, youd be the fat kid in the back, good skills is what u lack, get off me, my rhymes kick back like i was jet lee son, the only skilled rhymes youve ever spit your a lier, you said u wrote them urself, but accidently told us your ghostwriter, and even he cant spit hot shit, so both of yall should quit this is it, yall shit is croaking and wakc like a cricket.....
lol i got writers block so im trynig to get that shit out.
Shrink Shrink BLinkity Blinnk, make me wanna go to my sink,and vomit, clean it up with comet, .....earth is my plaanet.. - Malibu's Most Wanted.
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ya gott me nerve ya really did on the whole fat kid gig
and i never claimed my shit was hot
but im cold enough to freeeeze ya out
now did you tell these ppl the way you calm your nerves..... you suck cock
ok Jlo....... let me guess your the same on yur block
this g needs to press fast forward to h cause he a ho
i should slap you for thinking id get merked
your flows stop short like yur lil dick you jerk
comin with what you claim to be a lyrical attack
i didnt feel the flame your shit was wack
but you have writers block
your right bout one thing your shit was blocked
man thats a talent typing wit yur face stuffed wit cock
yo dust devil i mean blizzard quit writin lines with redundant ryhmes/
you just speakin gibberish, like a man victimized by a flash crime/
man, yo ryhmes is wack like a nickel sack, so smack back/
so, elevate yo ryhems to a codec key of crack/
you should even be here you cant ryhme worth shit/
its a disgrace dissin you waste of time that i do love one bit/
so bitch if you dont quit, suck my nuts, and ill cut your balls and make you spit/
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