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    What cha battling a boxer who’s got a glassjaw
    C’mon get some more, buster douglas flow/
    Break you down with an iron like mike
    Strike heaters out cha box, leave you sullied/
    Crash course faded force synchronize up
    You ain’t no Voltron Force, you just an jumbo robot
    With more broken parts than C-3PO on Chewbacca’s back/
    Ask you, ask who, ask if you can still chew
    Think your jaw is more look than Kim K’s pussy juice/
    Fragile fashion fopa mostly rawkus cut down like a label trying judge us
    What’s A&R looking for a rapper clean cut like Nelly
    Get jabbed in the belly, best watch for the hook/
    Ever been in the ring before those bouts
    Think you went the loser route/
    Might wanna train some more
    Hit the heavy back or just go smash a fat chick
    Take two of these aspirin’s and call me in the morning/
    Listening to cats with names like Lil B
    Get cha shit, crushed G even with an LP called I’m Happy
    What the fuck is that some lame way to get sloppy/
    I rather go HAM and chop you up in the kitchen
    Making some wonton soup without having microwave
    that shit like cats who can’t cook coke in the kitchen/
    Too tight to spare with, get cha bars up
    The mental is sharper than a number two pencil/

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    fuck a backpack wearin faggot on an internet message board
    attention whore dissin mothafuckas for no reason more
    than an avatar and a signature thats a little far
    to reach wish i could make you reach for the stars
    but u cant even speak just type some lyrics thats weak
    and i dont even listen to Lil B, but i bet hes more of a G-
    than some faggot with a keyboard writing albums for free
    so go make another thread cuz i dont want any head
    from some fucking neckbeard on a hip hop site with pubic dreads
    step the fuck off my sack before you get dickslapped
    right in your little bitch mouth til all you can taste is my cack
    all i want to do is smoke weed and write raps
    but because of fucking haters i cant even do that
    so ill just buy a Wu-Tang CD and pretend to be black
    make 100 threads in Temple of Darts every day writin raps
    for no pay and no lay, just beatin my dick every day
    with my left hand clickin Submit Reply wishin id die

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    its a long haul moving shit like u haul
    rappers got a cross dressing obession like rupaul
    i lay law down like clean sheets to former peeps
    looking for broth and only found beef
    well heated see em swelled seated
    ice pack in hand u got handled so u retreated
    your woman u mistreated so i had to beat it
    until i skeeted then dipped into the night
    like hungry bats in flight cant fight the bloodthirst
    you know your finished like a crip caught selling
    crack on a latin kings turf
    it gets worse than a wacka track i would rather hear a parrot rap



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Quote Originally Posted by SHRAP View Post
    fuck a backpack wearin faggot on an internet message board
    attention whore dissin mothafuckas for no reason more
    than an avatar and a signature thats a little far
    to reach wish i could make you reach for the stars
    but u cant even speak just type some lyrics thats weak
    and i dont even listen to Lil B, but i bet hes more of a G-
    than some faggot with a keyboard writing albums for free
    so go make another thread cuz i dont want any head
    from some fucking neckbeard on a hip hop site with pubic dreads
    step the fuck off my sack before you get dickslapped
    right in your little bitch mouth til all you can taste is my cack
    all i want to do is smoke weed and write raps
    but because of fucking haters i cant even do that
    so ill just buy a Wu-Tang CD and pretend to be black
    make 100 threads in Temple of Darts every day writin raps
    for no pay and no lay, just beatin my dick every day
    with my left hand clickin Submit Reply wishin id die
    Punks who think they sharp,
    When they just dull as a knife that ainít been sharpen
    Get cut by ya own blade ya weak darts ainít leave a mark/
    I wrote one line about cha, you dedicated a whole verse to me
    Man you must be feeling ya self like Michaelís Zombie touching other dead kids/
    I can write as much more as I want, itís called a dedication to my craft
    Whenís the last time you picked up a pen and left the crib/
    I donít need to beat nothing when youíre just like chicken stuffing
    Your thinking too much to get much more of response/
    Iíve been running the temple while you still was just a thought
    Ya just mad cuz youíre cherry ainít get popped yet/
    I donít need to pretend to be anything I am not
    Youíre not rapping you just too butt checks clapping/
    With or without a keyboard I can end cha career
    Never needed the net to rep your just a lie being detected/
    You could survive on beats where samples will cut cha up
    Like I got a blade to your arties, leaving your blood on the keyboard
    While you struggling to rot or hit reply/
    Just Cut+Paste this diss is the wish you wish ya had,
    waking up THE SHEEP this ainít Dragonball Z I donít grant shit/
    I rather CTRL+ALT+Delete cha verse,
    and turn ya off like another broken laptop/

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    bring all your lap dogs, i feed em all lamb chops
    after i cut up a sheep and hang his wool out to dry
    close your eyes cuz u bout to get exorcised
    you foul demon lurkin in message boards dreamin
    of a young fly guy dousin your face with semen
    your wish is granted as i bust in your face with damage
    if you release an album it should come with a hammock
    cuz countin sheep puts me to sleep you loud but weak
    bitch your lyrics aint deep only your asshole,
    i blast foes comin out the woodwork shootin like Rambo
    your a washed up Hulk Hogan suburban commando,
    rhymes aint fit for the wax of a dollar store candle
    a verse for each one of your lines bitch i got ammo
    you aint fit for flowin stick to singin soprano,
    return your nuts to customer service cuz they aint fit ya
    your words aint worth a beat or even the ink in a printer

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    enemies approachin im focused to roast em
    sneaky like Trojans but im War the Horseman
    smokin some potent marijuana clouds blowin
    your house down the Big Bad Wolfs back in town
    doggies try to paddle but then drown
    people say im backwards I shoot, then clown
    and ask questions later where to bury a hater
    whos their next of kin to receive their cremated-
    ashes cuz ill blast em along with they whole faction
    a one man army Sicka than Aidz caught at a party

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    more of the mortal mortality dying is a brutal reality
    shop is setup speed increasingly sped up
    live what others died to achieve
    no fronting new style means fire to breed
    at heaves of heavies belly blast medlies
    i stay hell flipping like the dead lees
    cut chefs cooking fried chicken bloody red grease
    best bees since killers capturing squealers
    your not top billing until u pay the billers



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    If you’re having rapping problems,
    I feel bad son ya can’t put a dart together s
    I have 100 bars but yours ain’t one/
    I’m a death merchant but weapons ain’t one of e’m
    Get cha with bars, slang and words that hurt
    Harder than anything physical that can be inflicted/
    Get ripped by the S-H there ain’t no debate
    You can ramble off the rest of my name/
    Catch in the game, I play in league with shadows
    We can do battles in ciphers or dance floors/
    Get it harder than pencils you scribbling with
    Now you jibber jabbing asking like you can’t have it/
    I am maverick like top gun not apple ipad son
    Speak on topics get move like your optics/
    You couldn’t even spit cha way outta sermon
    Done with TJ Jakes and music provided by Erick Sermon/
    So put down the microphone and pick up them pens
    And become a ghost and write for some of the greats/
    So when I speak my mind, they always ask me “where do you spend your nights?”
    I respond with pen in my hand jamming out to beats
    Write more scripts than Shakespeare could imagine/
    Haggler vs. Hernes, when are emcees gonna learn
    Not to mess with the Sheep, I go deeper than the navy
    Harder than your biggest army, and leave you salvaging your like Marmaduke/
    Get rebuked and rebuffed like the political right vs. the left
    Wanna see what I got left when I hit cha like a big of bricks/

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    my tasks the force verbal murder course
    light the torch walking through the darkness in shorts
    and wife beater defeater of bosses, and leaders
    that leadership hungry wolves we feed a clip
    talking about your a boxer u need brass knuckles to beat a bitch
    we all know your tank runneth over with sugar u frosted flake
    i bet this fake would get knocked the fuck out by drake
    mascara on your face with those skinnys on
    gay bashing assasins rung the alarm they mean harm
    weapons drawn like sketches fuck your guesses
    of who the best is we topple your top five
    enter your enterprise to your suprise for the grand prize
    run the grands or lose your dammed life
    in the sea we swam like seals chest protected by
    a solid gold shield better prey that hollows wont peel



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Get e’m like pit bulls in the park, I got the sword that’s sharp
    Roast e’m cold, and get slain with a C-sharp like shorty was stringing the harp/
    Hated on me, I’ll show what cha know, gimme the spark
    Feel the fear from the dark, why don’t cha play that B-flat/
    Nah best be flat, get them blustering winds up
    And de-spell you like them old options back in the day/
    Up the menu, nah not the dollar menu
    I meant the task that ask you what cha wanna do/
    Get duped like two scoops, you ain’t printing right
    I’m too tight to type out typos right flows be tight yo/
    Trying to play me The Atmosphere batting in arenas like I’m a gladiator
    Get cha heated and overestimated like trying to fix a broken radiator/

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    Events increase extinction levels beyond comprehension
    Taking over like paranoia inhumane like the slave lynchings
    Old tactics of the devils who quote bible scriptures and molest seeds
    Straight jacking beating niggas with bags of ice for weed
    It's all this malice that got me off like the killers of christopher Wallace
    Face the proof the governments fucking u like a virgin on the roof
    Got you in a fancy wishing u had your soul back
    That old hoe u fucked gave u the claps that give ovation
    Niggas on the downlow get caught slipping with guns low
    Last edited by Mantra; 10-25-2013 at 06:59 PM.



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    Niggas on the downlow get caught slipping with guns low
    So I say fuck these Carlton Winslows that never been low
    Tiptoe through they hood at night with somethin to pierce Teflon
    Devil gon make me kill so throw that record on,
    And play it back, backwards like Im wearin a red hat,
    Like a Fred Durst sayin some bullshit on a track,
    Just to sell some mother fuckin records,
    And not to have my shit go triple wood- pecker
    And sayin fuck your shit while watchin reruns of Becker
    Divine nemesis, feels like Im dead and in remembrance
    Soul ripped from my chest over a frickin bitch,
    Or even less, time is money aint got a millisecond
    To figure from where came these psychological weapons,
    To kill half a planets population without usin a weapon
    While the other half bleed and starve 2 death who are the next men
    To feel the Wrath like they ate the Grapes...
    U know its time to make this the Planet of the Apes.

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    secretly securing the hideout before prosecution
    Pot distribution to regulate the revolution
    He shoots the heat then toss em wade stlyle
    The one you hate know blatant with blades out
    Way wilder than gene fuck generic gleam
    Sub machine weaponry dream mad green
    Calling yourself a dealer as if u had fiends
    Spleen removed on the move connection improved
    Biting my shit like charleston chews



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Im the furthest from normal whole life paranormal
    Ghostwriters i skillfully scorned you drained of wage
    Throw verses with baboon rage trapped in a cave
    Surrounded by bats sleeping my phrase deepens
    Shitty niggas need depends and aspirins
    Breaking bionic blends and hands that lend
    Mastermind gen temple protector pressure points hit again
    Send your best men, raiders, and rebels
    Hollows left em sleeping with devils
    Dialects rapid as thrown pebbles



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Amid the strips of gaza turbin wearing civilians staring and starving
    Seeing fellow soldiers get war crimes pardonded
    Shell shocked from sights of booby trap explosions
    When my hammer hit lands it causes erosions
    Chosen oath breaker my whole team shoot up courts like the lakers
    Fighting the past charges iz the hardest task force me to blast
    After smoking afgan hash relapsed and i'm smashed
    Injured from an unsolved mystery crash
    Intoxicated and high let the audio blast
    .



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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