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    Default Quick battle

    drop ur verse and lets go

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    Default Re: Quick battle

    who are u battling?
    but see i gotta get paid fully... whether its truthfully or untruthfully.
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    to battle or not to battle hmmmm?
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    heading towards the grave tuesday
    this ain't no party, just my day
    infinitly, the demon bust your nuts
    i know you livid, but i can give a fuck
    trifing all over the block homie
    son, didn't i see you already gnomie
    you look stupid like your dick in the mirror
    masterplan, my shit wackproof, ever hear of it?
    i'm making highlights
    smoking nothing and still elavated high
    i spit hot, it makes ys eyes burn
    the kinda shit that makes stomachs churn
    like staring to close to a tv set
    son, i doubt after all this time your ready yet



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    flex my nasty nigga skills like a bodybuilder
    pull my mic from my jacket like a serial killer
    im stuffed with marshmellows, call my the booty filler
    i should marry oprah, i'd have the skrilla
    im weak like mike jones and SWV
    i practice killin you soft, like A minor keys
    im always buggin and tuggin my dick like screech
    y'all throw gum at me no matter what i teach
    no matter what i preach, its like im talkin to athiests
    scrabin lyrical adventure, slice the record like a satanist
    my s*** is hot cole, you cant handle this
    im on a lyrical revolution trip, i dismantle this
    my rhymes are like acud, the bulls*** minimizer
    ESP in each lyric, phantasm supriser
    give a nigga time to grow, life is made of evolution
    my body dissapates in the sky like an optical illusion
    i'll spit at anybody, i'd spit at jesus
    he prolly say "i wish y'all death you heathens"
    we could all be heros like david bowie
    my rhymes are stupid as hell like hockie pockie
    show your love if you see me, pull out your dick
    so all the hoes can see what they workin wit
    my head spins and i spit like the exicist
    you only hatin coz you are a pessimist
    im the chosen one, so you could say i got a gift
    im the wind like earth and fire, you get my drift
    you peakin on the charts, i dont give a s***
    in the streets, we could rumble, mosh posh your spit
    feelin my own s*** like an extacy trip
    when i spit, amps blast off like rocket and dragnet
    only 17, fit and lean, plus im a faggot
    you nigga front all the time, im suprised im havin it

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    Quote Originally Posted by u-turn
    heading towards the grave tuesday
    this ain't no party, just my day
    infinitly, the demon bust your nuts
    i know you livid, but i can give a fuck
    trifing all over the block homie
    son, didn't i see you already gnomie
    you look stupid like your dick in the mirror
    masterplan, my shit wackproof, ever hear of it?
    i'm making highlights
    smoking nothing and still elavated high
    i spit hot, it makes ys eyes burn
    the kinda shit that makes stomachs churn
    like staring to close to a tv set
    son, i doubt after all this time your ready yet
    this is to the fucking lil bitch who cant rhyme worth a fuck
    todays not ur fucking day id say u were outta luck
    u couldnt bust my nuts if i handed em to ya,ur weak
    like ur rhymes, u gonna end up like a disfigured freak
    bury ya six feet under without even killing ya wit a blow
    u drowned when i spat ma verse,like a flood u cant stop the flow
    u couldnt elevate ur dick if it had blood concentrate
    why kid? its because ur a fuckin balless castrate
    u couldnt spit saliva, let alone spit rhymes
    fuck u kid, ur 18 better start chanting prayer hymes
    cuz im coming after ya quicker than speed of light
    time to die kiddo, u wont survive this lyrical fight


    PEACE

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    Quote Originally Posted by visualeipstm
    flex my nasty nigga skills like a bodybuilder
    pull my mic from my jacket like a serial killer
    im stuffed with marshmellows, call my the booty filler
    i should marry oprah, i'd have the skrilla
    im weak like mike jones and SWV
    i practice killin you soft, like A minor keys
    im always buggin and tuggin my dick like screech
    y'all throw gum at me no matter what i teach
    no matter what i preach, its like im talkin to athiests
    scrabin lyrical adventure, slice the record like a satanist
    my s*** is hot cole, you cant handle this
    im on a lyrical revolution trip, i dismantle this
    my rhymes are like acud, the bulls*** minimizer
    ESP in each lyric, phantasm supriser
    give a nigga time to grow, life is made of evolution
    my body dissapates in the sky like an optical illusion
    i'll spit at anybody, i'd spit at jesus
    he prolly say "i wish y'all death you heathens"
    we could all be heros like david bowie
    my rhymes are stupid as hell like hockie pockie
    show your love if you see me, pull out your dick
    so all the hoes can see what they workin wit
    my head spins and i spit like the exicist
    you only hatin coz you are a pessimist
    im the chosen one, so you could say i got a gift
    im the wind like earth and fire, you get my drift
    you peakin on the charts, i dont give a s***
    in the streets, we could rumble, mosh posh your spit
    feelin my own s*** like an extacy trip
    when i spit, amps blast off like rocket and dragnet
    only 17, fit and lean, plus im a faggot
    you nigga front all the time, im suprised im havin it
    u aint a bodybuilder and u certainly have no skills to speak off
    get ur mic out kid so i can rip ur fuckin dick off
    fuck u kid cuz i onli got two words for ya, its "Bitch off"
    try rhymin when theres a crowd and ull get booed the fuck off
    what the fuck is a skrilla? u a fuckin sickass she male gorilla?
    u suck worse than undead ninja, i shoot better than pancho Villa
    u couldnt tug or bug ur dick cuz its too short to be visible
    ur rhymes are weak cuz ive never seen nothing more horrible
    u preach like a weak minded fuck,i be rhymin when i preach
    words of this nigga hard to comprehend cuz u a fuckin bitch
    u couldnt worship satan cuz he didnt want someone as weak as you
    a fuckin kid could beat ur ass even if u knew kung fu
    whats up with the asterisks? u censoring ur own shit?
    or is it because u couldnt come up with a decent beat?
    beat ur ass like a drum, ya feelin me nigga?
    ma rhymin skills superior,makes u wanna pull ur own trigga
    and shoot urself in the head till u fuckin dead wit ur excrement on ur bed
    cuz u gave up tryin, bitch u were cryin cuz ur brian cells were fryin from tryin
    use of multies giving ur headaches,ur dick aches triggered by the heartache
    makin u wish for celibacy, that's like a delicacy to u cuz ur the concept of idiocy
    u got screwed by the sistas of mercy like a christmas turkey they suck on ur beef jerky
    until it got bitten off, u dickless as well as witless and defenseless against this rap rape
    bitch i got this on tape, i leave mouths agape as u get fucked by this lyrical rape

    PEACE

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    Default Re: Quick battle

    i never knew serial kiLLers carried microphones in their jackets?

    has anyone else heard of this?

    weLL, fiLL me in

    OmO < Idiom

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    Default Re: Quick battle

    onli fag killers bring mics in jackets

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    word

    OmO < Idiom

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    Quote Originally Posted by b1ack fact10n
    u aint a bodybuilder and u certainly have no skills to speak off
    get ur mic out kid so i can rip ur fuckin dick off
    fuck u kid cuz i onli got two words for ya, its "Bitch off"
    try rhymin when theres a crowd and ull get booed the fuck off
    what the fuck is a skrilla? u a fuckin sickass she male gorilla?
    u suck worse than undead ninja, i shoot better than pancho Villa
    u couldnt tug or bug ur dick cuz its too short to be visible
    ur rhymes are weak cuz ive never seen nothing more horrible
    u preach like a weak minded fuck,i be rhymin when i preach
    words of this nigga hard to comprehend cuz u a fuckin bitch
    u couldnt worship satan cuz he didnt want someone as weak as you
    a fuckin kid could beat ur ass even if u knew kung fu
    whats up with the asterisks? u censoring ur own shit?
    or is it because u couldnt come up with a decent beat?
    beat ur ass like a drum, ya feelin me nigga?
    ma rhymin skills superior,makes u wanna pull ur own trigga
    and shoot urself in the head till u fuckin dead wit ur excrement on ur bed
    cuz u gave up tryin, bitch u were cryin cuz ur brian cells were fryin from tryin
    use of multies giving ur headaches,ur dick aches triggered by the heartache
    makin u wish for celibacy, that's like a delicacy to u cuz ur the concept of idiocy
    u got screwed by the sistas of mercy like a christmas turkey they suck on ur beef jerky
    until it got bitten off, u dickless as well as witless and defenseless against this rap rape
    bitch i got this on tape, i leave mouths agape as u get fucked by this lyrical rape

    PEACE
    my s*** is gun totting and massive like terrorists
    have your whole town looking for your body like "save ferris"
    my rhymes come out and smell like pee like paris
    never write my s*** down, my lyrics are careless
    my s*** is wonder filled like a palace
    rythmic con artist, toss my raps like a salad
    pound your weak verses out like some malate
    my s*** is musical like a hip hop ballad
    foolproof lyricist nigga with woofer attack ships
    awesome hip hop drug problem in the snippets
    corrupt mega african nigga rhymin over here
    wes craven like demintion embrance frabricated fear
    destroy your click like a mouse on PCP
    when i rhyme i come correct, dont ever disagree
    i shoot out like a movie theatre and bust spits
    on ignorant flat footed niggas on my dick
    on the amen, i watched sea beams fly down after i rhymed
    i went for a straight 10 minutes, didnt even know it was being timed
    my s*** is like horror flicks on holloween with a dull knife in your hand
    my raps are like at the beach, carving letters in the sand
    power charged words such as exhilirations
    put my s*** on the air, i see it rock nations
    im like an ice rapper approached with emancipation
    like getting f***ed hard, yet its just masterbation
    hypnotic tones in the last verse of my death
    i have niggas screamin "guantanamela" like wyclef
    my rhymes are hazardous to your brain
    steal the chicklets out cha pocket and reset your mindframe
    chemical type rhymer, light up the spliff dimer
    baby blue coloured splasher, infamous album cover
    ladies and gentalmen i present my penis
    after you get this, find a blanket coz you'll be the sleepiest

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