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You say it is untrue, Which it mostly is. BUt speak for yourself.
You don't know where i came up, You don't know what ive done.
Im 23 years old and ive been locked up for selling weed, ive been locked up for possesion of an unregistered weapon, ive also been locked up for insubordination

so watch what your saying.

This is to you

Lots of people hatin in this world saying you a fake,
You one of them, get it, got it , dont make,
another mistake, talking bout shit you Dont know about
i got friends that would get up and hit you in your snout,
yeah i said snout cuz you dont got a nose, Its too busy
diggin around where people rose.
You dont wanna get hit, Quit running your mouth its full of shit
stop saying that you dont get, why? Get the fuck off your ass and go get high
smoke some green, you probabaly dont even know what it means,
kronick,dro,kindbud,Hediez,Trainwreck im talking about them good trees
Now before i get mad get on your knees, stop trying to be wise, shut the fuck up and apolagize.


To fight back you need yo' friends or a gun.
Boy.. you fuck with me and you'll be done.
All you talk of is violence and drugs
It's obvious yo' Momma gave you a lack of hugs.
Anyway, why do you try?
Just sit around and stay high.
From your attacks I can see you're not a very smart guy.
And half of yo' shit is probably a lie.
Oh wow, what's this, you just got done by a guinea?
What kind of G gets told by something so mini.
Stop lying cause there's no denying you're just some washed up dick.
Another rhyme and you're gonna make us all a little sick.
 
To fight back you need yo' friends or a gun.
Boy.. you fuck with me and you'll be done.
All you talk of is violence and drugs
It's obvious yo' Momma gave you a lack of hugs.
Anyway, why do you try?
Just sit around and stay high.
From your attacks I can see you're not a very smart guy.
And half of yo' shit is probably a lie.
Oh wow, what's this, you just got done by a guinea?
What kind of G gets told by something so mini.
Stop lying cause there's no denying you're just some washed up dick.
Another rhyme and you're gonna make us all a little sick.

Brother im smart, actually smart as can be
Dont call me stupid because i smoke some tree
You tell my mom didnt give me no love your right
she died when i was 6 but im not trying to fight
your verse was game, i respect that,
but i dont like your name, you a guinea pig? man you fucking insane
Saying i make shit up, man where is your brain.
I can back up anything i say, its called proof.
keep telling me im lieng ill lay you on the roof let a hawk grab you with its talons
kill you slit your throat, have you hearing the death song
and put you in your place where guinea pig belong
 
here i am rappin to this dope beat
all u other fakes chillout and take a seat
spittin verablly, mentally, essentially lines
inspirationally chills go up yo spines
talk this shit that shit its all the same
face to face we'll see who wins the game
im like a dog you cant tame
evolves to a wolf, feings deep in ur vein
cut an artiry i know u feel me
wen the cold blade hits ur neck, ull see
all u guys wack out of proportion
too poor to hav ur girl get an abortion
 
here i am rappin to this dope beat
all u other fakes chillout and take a seat
spittin verablly, mentally, essentially lines
inspirationally chills go up yo spines
talk this shit that shit its all the same
face to face we'll see who wins the game
im like a dog you cant tame
evolves to a wolf, feings deep in ur vein
cut an artiry i know u feel me
wen the cold blade hits ur neck, ull see
all u guys wack out of proportion
too poor to hav ur girl get an abortion


I'm bored as fuck, so I'ma take some shots at this lame
Don't mean to put shame to ya name but that's the best way that I play
I switch it up, basic or detailed with the complex
Whatever structure I choose I dominate, sign off with a "god bless"
So, call me a peaceful dude coz I leave you restin in pieces
Try testin me and It'll see you on ya knees prayin 'n' grippin ya jesus
Kissin' ya girls clevage, I promise to keep her on the hush
Coz when my dicks keepin' her lips sealed, it ain't possible to say much
 
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Heidy
Not sure if srs or just newfag...
I'm bored as fuck, so I'ma take some shots at this lame
Don't mean to put shame to ya name but that's the best way that I play
I switch it up, basic or detailed with the complex
Whatever structure I choose I dominate, sign off with a "god bless"
So, call me a peaceful dude coz I leave you restin in pieces
Try testin me and It'll see you on ya knees prayin 'n' grippin ya jesus
Kissin' ya girls clevage, I promise to keep her on the hush
Coz when my dicks keepin' her lips sealed, it ain't possible to say much



Bitch my name so high can't be touched
whoopin yo ass im in no rush
Big, little, short, long verses all delivered like Fedex
Leave me n pieces what the fuck ever I eat yo dumbass like a reeses pieces
 
Bitch my name so high can't be touched
whoopin yo ass im in no rush
Big, little, short, long verses all delivered like Fedex
Leave me n pieces what the fuck ever I eat yo dumbass like a reeses pieces




The reeses pieces connected to the fecies
its what he is classified unknown ugly species
you wack fake bitches make it too easy
if i'm to dumb it down give me the forum crown
cuz my flow is low resting on the lawn
connected to the hits and psalms of my bomb
take you one by one its easy like lookin at my palm
crowning "ghetto niggas" for their uneducated and their calm

Xxfirez Up in the place
bring my hose washed down just finished the case
he brings nothing up to the plate finishing him is as easy as tying a lace
after i'm done with you their will be no such thing as race
only a worldwide comradery of you, a bitches face.

unaware and no one to put him in place to make him care
i'll keep spitting til the end til he endlessly stares
cuz he's whoopin your ass in no rush
but he's as easy as taking a shit, just flush.

his verses delivered like fedex
10 days late my package marked with a Red X
my opportunity missed wanted to see what was inside
opened up the letter and in bold letters only spelled GRIME...................
 
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The reeses pieces connected to the fecies
its what he is classified unknown ugly species
you wack fake bitches make it too easy
if i'm to dumb it down give me the forum crown
cuz my flow is low resting on the lawn
connected to the hits and psalms of my bomb
take you one by one its easy like lookin at my palm
crowning "ghetto niggas" for their uneducated and their calm

Xxfirez Up in the place
bring my hose washed down just finished the case
he brings nothing up to the plate finishing him is as easy as tying a lace
after i'm done with you their will be no such thing as race
only a worldwide comradery of you, a bitches face.

unaware and no one to put him in place to make him care
i'll keep spitting til the end til he endlessly stares
cuz he's whoopin your ass in no rush
but he's as easy as taking a shit, just flush.

his verses delivered like fedex
10 days late my package marked with a Red X
my opportunity missed wanted to see what was inside
opened up the letter and in bold letters only spelled GRIME...................

Can't tell if you're white, can't tell if you're black,
but a truck-fuck load of grammar is what you seem to lack.
You rap about shit, you rap about blood
Grab your umbrella-ella-ella-ella 'cause there's about to be a flood.
I'll use my knife then use my words,
to drop you and your weird obsession with turds.
It's all good now, but just wait and see
'Cause at you're momma's house is where Imma be.
Walk in through the door, you won't notice at first,
but im on the couch fucking her till she dies of thirst.
Because dead bitches are hot, especially your mom,
And I can't help that you named your left hand Tom.
 
Can't tell if you're white, can't tell if you're black,
but a truck-fuck load of grammar is what you seem to lack.
You rap about shit, you rap about blood
Grab your umbrella-ella-ella-ella 'cause there's about to be a flood.
I'll use my knife then use my words,
to drop you and your weird obsession with turds.
It's all good now, but just wait and see
'Cause at you're momma's house is where Imma be.
Walk in through the door, you won't notice at first,
but im on the couch fucking her till she dies of thirst.
Because dead bitches are hot, especially your mom,
And I can't help that you named your left hand Tom.

what You something like enemy of the state?
only one more reason to anty up my firing rate
leave ya drippin off make it a clean slate
i know you just wanna be hated, sedated, underappreciated
but ima leave you anticipated as the 100th wack ass faggot manipulated
just another born his own mama said oh man a dumbass was created
feeling emancipated talking about my momma but when ya momma saw my dick
you should of seen howww wide her pupils dilated
but ima winner i won't resort to that bullshit ill keep it elated
still have enough strength in my skill to keep ya faded
the power in the beast hit you so hard make ya feel like u were napalm grenaded
your shits outdated dont even come back to battle me until you find someone that'll teach ya and keep ya designated.
 
Leave the judgement to me. i'll explain quite lyrically
You pretend your ever ready, but this shit gets heated heavy
I'm the one with the 2 glocks cocked spittin that fire, i'll make sure that your the one caught up in the crossfire.
you're stuff is cheap, after im done with you i'll be burying you 6ft deep.
You're momma this, you're momma that, enough with the gay jokes, were all kinfolks.
keep talkin like that i'll be your taker and send you early to meet your maker.
One more time and i'll be on top quicker then a ton of bricks, 187 is the trick.
After your done callin me the one, fuck it, i'll hand u the gun.
 
Leave the judgement to me. i'll explain quite lyrically
You pretend your ever ready, but this shit gets heated heavy
I'm the one with the 2 glocks cocked spittin that fire, i'll make sure that your the one caught up in the crossfire.
you're stuff is cheap, after im done with you i'll be burying you 6ft deep.
You're momma this, you're momma that, enough with the gay jokes, were all kinfolks.
keep talkin like that i'll be your taker and send you early to meet your maker.
One more time and i'll be on top quicker then a ton of bricks, 187 is the trick.
After your done callin me the one, fuck it, i'll hand u the gun.

Any nigger with a gun can bust a lung
I leave you broken trying to run
I'm like a barracuda
Ill eat you up and then I'll shoot ya

Nigger you can't spit lyrically
bitch your just actin all hysterically

understand rap is story tellin
you haven't lived were you be killin
so don't act like you got the life
cause i slit your throat and i won't think twice

I'll catch you slippin when i take you to war
rip you apart startin at the core

Now you may say that I aint real
but I assure you I hustle every meal
pushing trees pushing pills pushing snort
i gotta kill cats when they come short

now there's short story
no love no heart no glory

So stop being a faker
you don't know what it takes to make paper
 
Any nigger with a gun can bust a lung
I leave you broken trying to run
I'm like a barracuda
Ill eat you up and then I'll shoot ya

Nigger you can't spit lyrically
bitch your just actin all hysterically

understand rap is story tellin
you haven't lived were you be killin
so don't act like you got the life
cause i slit your throat and i won't think twice

I'll catch you slippin when i take you to war
rip you apart startin at the core

Now you may say that I aint real
but I assure you I hustle every meal
pushing trees pushing pills pushing snort
i gotta kill cats when they come short

now there's short story
no love no heart no glory

So stop being a faker
you don't know what it takes to make paper
Fuck yo' paper bitch
Lyin', disrespect, talkin shit
I'll cut yo ass up and leave ya' in a fuckin' ditch
I don't flinch, when comes to killing fakes
Yellow tape, gods sake
I'll put gapes in ya' body with not a second to waste

Hateful faggots thinkin' they can come on my thread
I'll cut ya' so bad they can't fix it with a needle n' thread
Hot lead steadfast on ya' head, I'll send ya' straight to the meds
Fed up kid, let's quit the talkin' so you and my bullets can get wed
 
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Fuck yo' paper bitch
Lyin', disrespect, talkin shit
I'll cut yo ass up and leave ya' in a fuckin' ditch
I don't flinch, when comes to killing fakes
Yellow tape, gods sake
I'll put gapes in ya' body with not a second to waste

Hateful faggots thinkin' they can come on my thread
I'll cut ya' so bad they can't fix it with a needle n' thread
Hot lead steadfast on ya' head, I'll send ya' straight to the meds
Fed up kid, let's quit the talkin' so you and my bullets can get wed




Fuck my paper bitch, that shit make me rich
u fuckin twitch, i cut yo head off bitch
u say u killin fakes, so whats the stakes
yellow tape is caution, fukin u up requires no exhaustion
you got no fukin time to waste, bitch you got no game to relate

im shitting on yo thread like i shit the in the bathroom
i shittin like i shit in the pot i cook my crack in
im rhyming im rhyming lets get it crackin
my paper my paper look at it stackin
 
Bitch my name so high can't be touched
whoopin yo ass im in no rush
Big, little, short, long verses all delivered like Fedex
Leave me n pieces what the fuck ever I eat yo dumbass like a reeses pieces

Sorry on the late reply but from what you show it proves u don't need much attention
Quick question, how does it feel to be a victim of my scriptural text weapons
Coz I'm droppin' the deadly shit, u need to recognise the best
And in this case it's me coz I'm superior to the rest
I can flex, coz I spit and.. keep flippin' ya verses to death
That's as low as it gets, kneelin' and not able to caress ya reputation at the neck
Coz it doesn't exist, I've never heard of you chump,
I can already tell that rap isn't ya thing, start listenin' to punk
In no rush?... Shit, I'da thought different
4 quick bars, and they were all filled with fiction
 
Fuck yo' paper bitch
Lyin', disrespect, talkin shit
I'll cut yo ass up and leave ya' in a fuckin' ditch
I don't flinch, when comes to killing fakes
Yellow tape, gods sake
I'll put gapes in ya' body with not a second to waste

Hateful faggots thinkin' they can come on my thread
I'll cut ya' so bad they can't fix it with a needle n' thread
Hot lead steadfast on ya' head, I'll send ya' straight to the meds
Fed up kid, let's quit the talkin' so you and my bullets can get wed

Bitch thinks I'm fake, talking shit on my game
your rhymes weak and lame, all the same, you got no chance at fame
Your flow lacks, and your rhymes are wack
like really? thread and thread. Haha my verbal attack, will put you in a body sack


You think you can handle me
well that ain't happening, like seriously?
I think your on too much crack, like curiously?
I think you you don't think you know what it means to talk smack.

If you think you can do damage to me you better think twice
Cause I'm a fuckin' savage, blind you like the three mice
Kid your so plain and fucking basic
I rock you making ya'll seasick

I take you out, and I'll take out your whole pack
I fly solo crackin' on all yalls' skulls and that's a fact
I switch it up constantly making your heads spin
You can't keep up with me just stick to failing at life and playing your sad violin.
 
Bitch thinks I'm fake, talking shit on my game
your rhymes weak and lame, all the same, you got no chance at fame
Your flow lacks, and your rhymes are wack
like really? thread and thread. Haha my verbal attack, will put you in a body sack


You think you can handle me
well that ain't happening, like seriously?
I think your on too much crack, like curiously?
I think you you don't think you know what it means to talk smack.

If you think you can do damage to me you better think twice
Cause I'm a fuckin' savage, blind you like the three mice
Kid your so plain and fucking basic
I rock you making ya'll seasick

I take you out, and I'll take out your whole pack
I fly solo crackin' on all yalls' skulls and that's a fact
I switch it up constantly making your heads spin
You can't keep up with me just stick to failing at life and playing your sad violin.
With one line, I can change the sands of time,
I wouldn't step to me unless you got a dime, of sense
I'll shoot you up and won't leave prints
Erase you from existance, went in a store for mints
And ain't nobody seen you since, Shit gets dense
I don't get tense, I get annoyed when lames like you try to take an inch of my shit
---

(not finished, but won't finish)
 
Yo check it.


I spit fire so the flames crackle so soft.
Never had a dad he was always microsoft. no vista its outta you like me or ill never get with ya.
Im what you would get it you mix a kid from highschool with that of an elementry school girl.
Im the hardest no pardon my swag, im the hottest nigga leave ya face so sad.
earthquake flow no help like haitia, i leave ya whole crew shaken like mc.bacon@!
 
With one line, I can change the sands of time,
I wouldn't step to me unless you got a dime, of sense
I'll shoot you up and won't leave prints
Erase you from existance, went in a store for mints
And ain't nobody seen you since, Shit gets dense
I don't get tense, I get annoyed when lames like you try to take an inch of my shit
---

(not finished, but won't finish)


Can't leave me in a ditch, son I'll destroy your life
I'll take you to the corn fields and slice you with a scythe
To be honest you wouldn't be the first bones i buried
down in Mexico is where they lay, you can be married
Can you handle this? like really unmarked guns I've carried
I can take them back out if you want, my selection varies

Honestly are you racist cause I'm white?
don't think I can switch it up and put up a lyrical fight?
You say you won't finish yeah well fuck your......
 
Yo check it.


I spit fire so the flames crackle so soft.
Never had a dad he was always microsoft. no vista its outta you like me or ill never get with ya.
Im what you would get it you mix a kid from highschool with that of an elementry school girl.
Im the hardest no pardon my swag, im the hottest nigga leave ya face so sad.
earthquake flow no help like haitia, i leave ya whole crew shaken like mc.bacon@!

I didn't even finish ya verse, I saw ya pic and started dissin'
Coz if Justin Bieber is what you like, I'd really rather not listen
You're either a faggot... or you're a female gamer
Which is worse? A no-life chick or the guy wanting to be Bieber's No.1 craver
Goddam, what is rap coming to these days?
This fruity motherfucker's rhyming but fantasises about different ways he could take Justin Bieber in the A
 
shit...
if ur doin dis shit on sythe
u relly need to sort out ur life
all of u r fakes
none of u got what it takes
to make top cake

go bak to skool learn to ryhme
maybe wid some time
u will be one of a kind
maybe im just high from sniffin lines
but ur all fake like dolls u get wind
i tried 2 tell u...u aint gunnah listen but atleast i tried
 
shit...
if ur doin dis shit on sythe
u relly need to sort out ur life
all of u r fakes
none of u got what it takes
to make top cake

go bak to skool learn to ryhme
maybe wid some time
u will be one of a kind
maybe im just high from sniffin lines
but ur all fake like dolls u get wind
i tried 2 tell u...u aint gunnah listen but atleast i tried

Last Edited By havoc
a demented baby born crack addict
a razored faced lookin wack fagit
a ugly lookin unsuccesful bob saget
saw his lyrics knew i had to frag it
he's had enough he can't fathom it
he's a low blow no show renegade maggit
he's the two faced rat on the wall just tag it
a scum ass grocery worker just bag it

you've never come close to being anything original
everyone on this forum can say you reached far beyond pitiful
doctor saw your brain and said the state was critical
a no show lyrical write something real it would be a miracle
aint gonna waste my time in this dead poets cubicle.
 
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