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So you reject the challenge, ok, i knew you was bitch. Hoe ass nigga. IF you not gonna battle me than you can just keepin talkin yo weak disses that won't get read through by anyone. Just admit u fake ass cat. Talkin bout some "worthy to battle me", like i said before: "i got you rattled before i spit".
Just a bitch.
I didn't say I wouldn't battle you Ignorant mutherfucker. I swear to God you are as stupid and dumb as they come. I said that your not worthy for me to even battle you. Like I said earlier, you can't read properly. And Therefore you never rhyme or write properly either. That's why your in the L.D. (Learning Disability) or E.H.(Emotionally Handicaped) classes at your school.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dead President
If you asked me to battle you I would have said yes. But since you said bitch I knew you were talking to your mother again.
If you wanna get killed or commit suicide be my guest.
Go head and check into the thread i made then
Thanks for the props ... 'preciate it ... :yes: ... and I used stumping in the sense of confusing or hard to comprehend, and why are you guys beefing? I mean, it has inspired some damn good verses from you both, but I'm sure you all could use that energy create something far greater ... I'm just sayin' ...Quote:
Originally Posted by Battle 1
And what's up James? I see you're still doing your thang fam ... ;) ... keep it coming ...
Peace
I Used To Juxs Gods Outside Allah School In Mecca
Fuc 120, Niggas Come To Take Your Avirex Leather
Snotty nose, Blade Under Tounge Camoflague Winter Weather
Fatigues Over Physical Born I Ready To Sever
Knucklehead Mentality When In Fact Was born Clever
Fucin Queens who School, got a job and pay rent
he was a black boy lost most of his time he had been spent
selling packs, fucin earths , gettin twisted and bent
caught a case now he facing life in rikers island
on the run moving deadley still he krept in silence
beretta 9 on his waist hidding out in brownsville
anyone looking suspicious with the 9 he would kill
started killing his peeps and own fam for the thrill
crooked cops caught up with him put a crome to his dome
ALLAH said ''its time to bring my lost child back home''
god what's the word to keep the cipher moving??
^^^reunited
West side stride rides like no other don't deny it
I hear ya sounds but they just make me excited
I'm a monster in real life won't play internet fights
Packing real slugs and my words get shit ignited
I'm R.Kelly my rhymes makes ya ma grab a blunt n' light it
Don't fight cuz nigga we reunited the west reps fo the best
Tha brighter lighters and semi firerers ricochet to tha rest
Coma inducing gangstas ride and santize we fuckin hypnotize
Next word - vitamin
Since I gotta go by rules and shit
Fuck it nigga Hip Hop is reunited!!
Next word - same
my lyrics be heart felt cuz i write from my blood pump
even on a crunk track you feel it like the bass bumps
the sympathizer, know about the bad breaks and the hard luck
born with my gaurd up, never gave a flying fuck
about bitches saying thangs, "oh, that nigga lame"
but if they felt a fraction of my pain, them hoes'll never be the same
next word-velvet
Come'in at you, with the force of a mile long train
Wit somethin fat too, but of course the style won't change
Still playing the schemes, while most cats play madden
Still slaying in dreams, with the dope raps, ya face saddens
In ya sleep, thinking about me, and my next verse
Whats that beep? pheens suround me then my techs burst
Yes i'm gulity, i pleed to the jury, found a key in the dirt and selt it*
The cops rushed me with fury, a bitch picked up my shirt that was velvet*
*lines mean i found a key and sold it, the cops busted me and i dropped my velvet shirt and somebody picked it up.
Not that i would really wear a velvet shirt though, thats fag-like.
Next word: elephant
Elephant strength lookin' at the crushed victim on the plank//
Throw em' in the trunk, gasmasked face the corpse stinks//
I ain't gettin' caught, put the car in the river un-marked//
Blow it up cover my tracks, bloodhounds barked//
But i'm far away, from where the cops play hero//
Time i'm doing zero, in the Mystic River like Robert Deniro//
Underwater swimming like a great White//
Made it to the shore, and i'm sure not going out without a fight//
next word: paralize
Left the books on how i did it, before i died
Before your eyes, disguised? maybe your blind
I ain't got the time to explain, so fuck out my face
Spoted pots from cookin cocaine, produced at fast pace
And this is the last chase, bout time to maintain my domain
I'm so sane, can't shake me wit bass, takes pain to sustain
This ego, battle armies of eagles, see yo mind like cerebro
Come on amigo, you really thought you could see me though?
I've been deceased, i'm been on higher level, get sterilized
Come'in straight from the beast axes to spines get paralyzed
Nw: rocafella records
at this point its pointless to point out your finer points
i light it up like new yorker joints jus get me fired up
now quiet up and listen as grown men is spittin' bruh
this aint 106 and park the N word at off limits punk
im airing out niggaz like laundry on the line
constant with the grind, quarters, nickels and dimes
sublime rhymes to hear it u desperate like housewise
aint royce but its my choice to carry bout 5 nines
get wreckless and one'll knock u up wit out gettin' pregnant
have ballers throwin' up diamonds like they wit roc-a-fella records
next word: myspace
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