rhapsodist they might ask u questions/
answer is u cant rap/ and i think u know dis/ u cant hold it/
ur hole post is fulla shit/ u shoulda neva wrote it/
uz a poor bitch/what happend to ur mind?/
ur so stupid u musta sold it/ get consulted/
u got real problems if u think u owned him/
ur rymes r stolen ur so hopeless/ if ever think ur gonna make it/
think again go to class elevate ur mind and go repost it/
^He Thinks He's Hot, But This Nerd-Just-Spit-Whack
Ya Lines Wudn't Be 'Fresh' If u Gave Verses-Tic-Tacs'!//
i Work-Wit-Big-Stackz. Listen Daddy,-I'ma-Earner
Only Thing Yu 'Stackin'....Is 'Patties-On-A-Burger'!//
Why Battle?? D Flow-Is-Wreckin'-You-When-Clashin'
My Bars 'Murder Faggots' Like 'Homosexual-Assassins'!!//
u from South? My team Murder-Lames-Wit-Heaterz
we'll 'Wipe Out South' Quicker Than 'Hurricane-Katrina'!!//
'Bout My Money...
haha that shit was dope... good work man
dinaro nigga you like prehistoric... just croak over and die
your rhymes are tight like your wrinkles... now u croaked over and died
stutter my name son you about what money?
im like wayne "young money, cash money" money is honey
i intuitively merk mosters... im like a cave man
i out lived the dinosaurs and now im the MAIN MAN!
The 45corperations
Mos' Def' Soldiers
Southern Blood
technological advancement advancing forward like infantries on front line ready to raise hell../this is a crime scene, where legends and made and victors tell.../
stories to generations of spartans of wars fought in previous years../cut throat tales, leave you in tears.../i'm way advanced fo a third world, you an actor in this game of life, play your part son!
ecomoG aint nothin but a bitch nigga
he gon rap about how he a hood nigga
you say to play yo part
you shit sucks..just like a nasty fart
go suck some mean dick...faggot ass dude
i gotta go before i get called rude
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^diss the person.. like thisOriginally Posted by eComoG
watch this martyr, his plots are smarter.. sike! his drops are farther
from real, you'll never be ina prime 'reel' if you played ball wit starters!(real)
I talked wit your father, as a son you were denied, his fine spouse
said, "you're a hairy 'bi-son', the mammal won't reside in my house!"(bison)
damn... and ya tried a diss? how wit a boring ass spit?
only time you 'get on 3rdworld' is riding a foreigner's dick!
rhapsodist your shits weeeeeak
i might as well hang you up by your feet
let your blood drain to the floor
and all i say is..."im gonna fuck your whore"
fuck her in the ass and say give me some more
stroke and stroke, playin with the balls
cut you up and hang you on my walls
i murder fake ass bitches like you fool
my family comes over and says "psh. look at that tool"
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WHOA... hold up...
did ya just say ya wanna fuck me? homo ass nigga
probably said that to target gays.. to promote wit triggas!
wow faggot, dis not the place for ya, go chill wit a bag of fritos
I better not catch ya sayin ya eat wraps.. cuz we know it's not burritos!
and 'play wit balls'? what the fuck... but wit that you're an old scholar
ya must be an expert.. we know ya as that 'pro baller!'
too elementary to compete, your rhyme scheme is wack/
the right scheme you lack/ i created RAP, you're a critter feeding on my back/
get it straight, i'll bait you till you take that plunge'/
i'd dumb down for ya, but i've got a hunch...
destiny's rewritten today, or did fate intervene?
was it written i'd serve you today? huh mayne?
twista? or is your brain twisted?
you lack the momentum to retaliate, son, beat et!!!
k rhapsodist, it's time to decide this,./
i'm the wind, quite frankly your spark can't outstand this/
i blow on the last stroke, she cleans up to follow./
you blow and induce stroke, it's obvious you swallow/
hate the gay talk, elevate your gay thoughts/
and possibly use rap, to hold a conversation/
or am i asking too much? for Rap's self proclaimed lyrical moron./
rhapsodist must be a retard
no where in my rhymes did i say i wanna fuck you
bitch ass nigga...you scared when someone pops up and says boo
someone says, "rhapsodist" i say...who?
youre too young to rap...everyone knows this
ima kill ya with this rap..then go take a piss
you say you a "pro baller"
you need to go BACK to school to become a scholar
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ecomog
listen. you a noob and thats what you are
im like barry. your like the ball... come up to the plate and ill hit your ass far
yeah, my names twista, and i got a twisted mind
a flow like this is too hard to find
your 6 feet under the earth, anyone could walk on you
yo didnt invent rap. cuz everyone is cwalkin all over you
rap was invented N.W.A. nigga
not some phoney who calls himself ecomog.
i eat you for lunch...then shit you out later
go serve me dinner...you aint nothin better than a waiter
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ok, here's rap's quick crash course'/
grab your pad n pen, bleed your ink running like R.moss/
i criticize to educate on issues unseen by your conscious state/
you were obviously late, that's the only justifiable reason for your current fate/
rhyme schemes too nursery, i feel like the prison's gate/
got more bars.. defensive, but i run the offense/
i run the fortress, a million clones of you couldn't halt my progress/
call it insanity, but i'm sure to grasp these you'd need tutoring in elementary english... i'm your wish list/
i epitomize all that is great... you remain daydreaming/
i'm the hope for the future, teh reason behind scheming/
behind robbery n dope selling, the life on the fast lane/
the new definition of kewl, this is one wild stallion u can't tame/
fullstop!, now revise your notes and if you are still lame/
it's cause talents aint forced, it's a gift from the heavens, mayne!!
that was good that was good i aint gonna front
but i still roll your ass us up and smoke you like a blunt
i aint runnin like no r.moss. he too slow
im the next adrian peterson, he got the sick flow
i dont need tutoring in elementaty english
atleast i can spell cool and god damn..MAN
my shit can hit the fan and it never wont stop
you talkin all this shit, but it just gonna flop
you about to get locked up by this cop
i run with bulls and lions that never gonna stop
i dont need any revising, its you who needs to repeat school
because me...i was just too COOL
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ya flow got more gaps than teeth, no wonder u cant FLOSS-IN-IT
now watch the BOSS-SPIT-IT, this twista fake, my shit AU-THEN-TIC!
we all know u dont rap, stop the act, dude, you THRU,-YA-DEAD
only way twista45 could be deadly is if he twisted a .45 TO-HIS-HEAD!
this LESSON-IS-WAR,-STICK to it or ill put this DUDE-TO-BED
ill CONGEST-HIM-WIT-MORE-SPIT than ull be able to fix with SUDAFED!
Last edited by Mr.Wiggles; November 7th, 2007 at 08:15 PM
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