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Hip Hop Forums => Battle One on One => Topic started by: N.A 187 on May 06, 2007, 02:17:49 PM
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Im nicer beyond recognition my ignition pissin
lithium liquidz/ feel me, i rap in my sleep
rock a sheep on my back/ f*** a mink :oops:
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Im nicer beyond recognition my ignition pissin
lithium liquidz/ feel me, i rap in my sleep
rock a sheep on my back/ f*** a mink :oops:
while you rap in your sleep I flow colder than liquid nitrogen/
you "rock a sheep"? shit that's easier recognition/ :D
your misatkes are many/ I point out that I'm nicer than you.
matta fact F* u!
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i smell a verbal joustin contest, slap a nigga cross the face wit a glove like sum french shit hehehe...N.A, were u @?
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i smash an Architect/ turn it into a grand shack
mistakes made test ur literature's game
muf*** me...damn funny ur chick feels da same
cold flows got no heat, my speech exposes ur nerves white meat
u weak but u need a month to respond
u were made when mankind grossed breeded with dogz
f*** u very much
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why niggas that I don't even know say the got a better plan?
I just joined this thang and found a rapper to battle
shit I think I smacked him so hard he had to run to mom and tattle
get ur rattle baby bout a monkey hoe down
slow down u coudn't battle me ur shit is not brown
it's whiter than crack boys! \
you fall first in this lyrical showdown!
yo halla at me son, I'll teach you how to rap like Snazz schooled Adamis!
You never been in a shack you! You rap for the cds I rap for the downtrodden like
like kaizer chiefs!
So get yourself a brain or ask a oint to drop some knowledge
B*tch
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and while you f***ing mink's we blow real bitches/
backs like a slave when I hit ya/
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forget a shack, bundu boy im about cla**
u cant drop shit, get dat tampon out ur a**
ive been illin killin emcees wit lyricism
the best u cld do is llisten,
u come ematurely like orgasism from masterbation
im about tight shit and i aint bout cunstipation
i'll turn u to an asylum patiant
then write mad shit on ur sheet,
its a prevledge to battle me, im insulted to be dissin him
lines i flip make u catch fits, u softmo
i bet u'ld look better with a pair of tits
Architect please ...build on this
when u finally grow a beard
ur moma will still hold ur noodle when u piss
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wow, NA . standing your man. Respect!
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whateva N.A cu next battle
or i'm a slit u in the jugular!
if u wanna battle again halla at me, or just for frees feel me?
f*** these actor cats here main.
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literature master...at ease
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klu klux killer, king of da mic
kanine krime biters killin raps hype
original oman owning all ur ol man knows
deadly deeds, dude diseased, deadly dog in thoughts
a 187, the 411, i commit homicide call 911
using no gunz, i make 666 demons holy over one rhyme
7:30 eighteen the legal age scheme grime
my 4:5 long, two chicks need 9 fingers to grind
24:7 i run 9:11s to rebels who doze on promises to rest in 7th heavens
ill brethren-a fiends verbalist, 1 two bust mics exposing their circuit fuse
50 emceez feel ate(8) coz wun crush crews
acting smart thats a dumbs move
10 out of ten wack rappers write while they fantisize over 1 dude
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the sound of the thud makes women and children gather
the matter is a rapper tried to battle a pastor
of evil think tanks and secret societies
faster did I roll with freestyles from lyrical brain pieties
leavin AWOLers with death creeping up their vital frees
nigga left the shool of life to learn to hustle and meet
their own death like a fighter got beat
you boring like a blunt knife
out of the bout
this is real rap niggers should a never come here
coughin up phlem spit it in your mouth as I bury you
leave you bear when I hammer the last nail in your coffin
this is a kamakazi code of the blacker
americanized minds find madness in this Weet Nam
beat you so hard hard I think you might want to call your mom.
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yo! 187 mad respect!
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jay lee
stop talkin shit like u knw
even if u wud b king idnt bow
u killin me, yo borin me with yo maybe
f*** you, you aint bruce lee
do yo job, yu an employee
suck my dick till my eyes cant see
i change this rhyme
and i still got the time
i don knw how to rap but i dont steal a nigaz line
u lame as hell
i shud crack yo a** like the liberty bell
u wack. u like nicholas cage in mickey
and even if they put me in your mouth you couldnt bite me. yho im out. told u wut im bout.
next time im coming back rhymes sharp as the teth of s stout
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Yho NA is sick with it....i wanna hear your track now homie!! ;)
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jay lee
stop talkin shit like u knw
even if u wud b king idnt bow
u killin me, yo borin me with yo maybe
f*** you, you aint bruce lee
do yo job, yu an employee
suck my dick till my eyes cant see
i change this rhyme
and i still got the time
i don knw how to rap but i dont steal a nigaz line
u lame as hell
i shud crack yo a** like the liberty bell
u wack. u like nicholas cage in mickey
and even if they put me in your mouth you couldnt bite me. yho im out. told u wut im bout.
next time im coming back rhymes sharp as the teth of s stout
damn the boy is even biting on commercials now, the fountain does run dry.
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King of the mic, always be bringing shit right//
swinging left right at, cats who never see the light//
like the kings of poverty, yall dont see figures//
they say men bury they emotions, well im the grave digger//
i write the plans for the fountain of life, use the fountain pen to give or wreck//
i could cannon bomb and destroy ma**es in one wave, thats what i call a ripple effect//
my scripts and hand writting are uneat coz i spit raw text//
king of this mic, and im a king with cla** like school tests//
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I'm a severe sort sea-saw wit sick synergies/
A savage spitting synonyms that won't show no sympathy/
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hay J lee..nice anime pic..do u mc? drop something for tha sissters
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oi..."google me baby"!!!!
www.soundclick.com/nativea**asin
nuff luv
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forget a shack, bundu boy im about cla**
u cant drop shit, get dat tampon out ur a**
ive been illin killin emcees wit lyricism
the best u cld do is llisten,
u come ematurely like orgasism from masterbation
im about tight shit and i aint bout cunstipation
i'll turn u to an asylum patiant
then write mad shit on ur sheet,
its a prevledge to battle me, im insulted to be dissin him
lines i flip make u catch fits, u softmo
i bet u'ld look better with a pair of tits
Architect please ...build on this
when u finally grow a beard
ur moma will still hold ur noodle when u piss
you sound like martin luther king delivering lucrative rap lyrics/
who do u think u can fool when u biting linez from gimmicks/
your name doesnt even have a pronounciation/
error happened while your dad bonked your mom/
the way you look id say u a result of masterbation/
before your parents made love they probabley drank liqour/
at such a young age you look like you were once turned down by a rehab/
you sound more handsome when you rap that how you look/
your face reminds mind me of some pic in a comic book/
if you think rap is your game then fantsy is your new name/
erbody thinks you cool and your lyrics are good/
but when i look at you, i see a character above disturbed fool/
your father left ya coz you have disturbia/
yo mom gave u up coz she coulndt stand your anemia/
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im tired of this ugly cat
187 na im on your a**/
you didnt see the mic when it was pa**/
f*** my grammar im a stunner/
thre bars are enough to kill this f***/
responding to me is just calling for bad luck/
but it could convince me to raise tupac/
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Any of u niggaz dare 2 battle me >:(
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Any of u niggaz dare 2 battle me >:(
Haha lets go. I'll destroy like I did at Zyla's party. Now that you sober you'll remember that I won
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J-1 plz u hav neva battled me b4/ u knw why/ u dnt hav da ballz/ i suggest u go bck 2 kidz gallore/ nigga u claiming i cn sue u 4 fraud/ ur prof. pic iz spong bob/ no wonder u got a small knob/ nga im da yougest rapper alive/ u da worker i control da hives/ nigga u cn suck my dick lyk a mac donald straw/ u young bitch run 2 kidz gallore
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J-1 plz u hav neva battled me b4/ u knw why/ u dnt hav da ballz/ i suggest u go bck 2 kidz gallore/ nigga u claiming i cn sue u 4 fraud/ ur prof. pic iz spong bob/ no wonder u got a small knob/ nga im da yougest rapper alive/ u da worker i control da hives/ nigga u cn suck my dick lyk a mac donald straw/ u young bitch run 2 kidz gallore
Need I reply?
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mad skilllz said ya'll need to eat da ballz/last tym we heard 4rm a mad rapper
it was on biggie smalls/ if u had sex u cldnt inpregnate a doll
definetly not on point cant penetrate at all
u dizzy bout mom n dad/ u must hav been adopted dawg
my lyrix alone make u reverse n self abort
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when u prey u get spitted on by God/ how u gon diss against wat u admire hoe
i must be dope/u took tym to repeat dat crab u wrote..
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mad skilllz said ya'll need to eat da ballz/last tym we heard 4rm a mad rapper
it was on biggie smalls/ if u had sex u cldnt inpregnate a doll
definetly not on point cant penetrate at all
u dizzy bout mom n dad/ u must hav been adopted dawg
my lyrix alone make u reverse n self abort
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when u prey u get spitted on by God/ how u gon diss against wat u admire hoe
i must be dope/u took tym to repeat dat crab wrote..
killing you would be recking my murder record/
ask your mom about whos your real dad/
even god gave up on me coz im supposed to be dead/
if you think you dope? the answer is nope/
you look uglier than whoopi goldberg/
that freestyle you pulling on your site is cold like an ice bag/
freestyling from a song makes you look weak/
you could have asked me for a beat/
the ones i make are even rated dope by swizz beats/
you garbage, you like a dificiency from a cabbage/
why diss mad when you can get a chance to eat/
hunger drives you mad, you cant even sleep/
the last time you ate meat was when jomo son wore john tate/
ask around mad rapper is famous/
the only thing left is to kill t.i in vmas/
prototype knows better not to f*** with me/
nobody can judge me/
wonder how it feels to get your daily meal on a dustbin/
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u had a dream/ me f***ing ur gal while ur mom watch
sneak a** wipe in ur sandwitch, u backwash
u fell out of a dogs a** and probabaly got adopted by fagets,
ur rhymes wont entice a grade r student
a wisper from me leave ur medulla disturbed
if u want trax hit the rail way, get tied in barb wire in cross ways of subways
if u didnt write like Prince u'ld sound less gay
u on about hounger/ im phat an ironically sick
rappers like u, spit non stop coz they suck a lota of dick
u a rap diva ur pen probably writes in pink
ur career than got jinxd/ claim u dope, im 187 u get smoked
atleast mom and pops pland to make me dawg
dat slut got raped to make u slob
u'll find da madd rapper's track on gay sits
at night when his mind finally catches up, with facts like life sucks
he recites rhymes in high hills and make-up
i chop ur prom queen figure and dare u to step to this nigga
sure u spit sick, u an anus kisser and aint dat some shit
u need erxocism, but with all the verses ive drop entailling wisdom
u cld become a good student , just listen u lame bitch
i dont make songs i make cla**ics, national anthems and hyms
if rappers is mad im a psychiatrist/ lyrically an Oxford stendent
his girl left him coz she's tired of his toothpick.....
WWWWWWWWWHAT BITCH
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^^^dope..evn wit th typo's
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OK U BUT TO DIE TWICE, I'LD TELEPORT AND SELL U FOR A PEP PRICE TO THE ENEMY OF GOD/ COME BACK IN TME AND PIMP UR NIECE AND DAUGHTERS
WHATS WITH CRAZY RAPPERS AND IGNORANCE
f***ING WIH BADOO ON DA LIGHT WHILE RHYMIN U CLDNT MAKE COMMON SENSE
U TWISTED LIKE LEVIS JEANS ON A MEXICAN, DOING A COWBOY DANCE
UR TEACHER SAID PULL UR SOXES UP/ U REACHD FOR THOSE FARMER BROWN GRa** HOPPERS SON/ U TRY SOUNDING DEMONIC, TOO MANY HORROR MOVIES
GET LAID AND HEAL THE STRESS/ OR IMMA USE LITMUS FLAME TO TATOO MY VERSE ON UR CHEST/ U CAN NEVER STAND TO THE OCASION LIKE A CANCER BREAST
UR GHOST WRITER ALWAYS WANTS A BITE OUT OF ME
COZ HE'S A MICROSOFT EMCEE
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u had a dream/ me f***ing ur gal while ur mom watch
sneak a** wipe in ur sandwitch, u backwash
u fell out of a dogs a** and probabaly got adopted by fagets,
ur rhymes wont entice a grade r student
a wisper from me leave ur medulla disturbed
if u want trax hit the rail way, get tied in barb wire in cross ways of subways
if u didnt write like Prince u'ld sound less gay
u on about hounger/ im phat an ironically sick
rappers like u, spit non stop coz they suck a lota of dick
u a rap diva ur pen probably writes in pink
ur career than got jinxd/ claim u dope, im 187 u get smoked
atleast mom and pops pland to make me dawg
dat slut got raped to make u slob
u'll find da madd rapper's track on gay sits
at night when his mind finally catches up, with facts like life sucks
he recites rhymes in high hills and make-up
i chop ur prom queen figure and dare u to step to this nigga
sure u spit sick, u an anus kisser and aint dat some shit
u need erxocism, but with all the verses ive drop entailling wisdom
u cld become a good student , just listen u lame bitch
i dont make songs i make cla**ics, national anthems and hyms
if rappers is mad im a psychiatrist/ lyrically an Oxford stendent
his girl left him coz she's tired of his toothpick.....
WWWWWWWWWHAT BITCH
from what i see you whacker than a whack mcee/
heard you mentioning horrors, you probabley been watching too much tv/
you call yourself dope? pliz you woudnt hook me even i smoked you twice/
fronting aint a good thing when you eat water and dry rice/
welcome to my world, where you get your limbs dismebered/
where you get sulphur sprayed on your cuts and wounds/
your heart dislocated whilst you alive and your head chopped into minced meat/
just one phone call i can have your body dumped across your street/
your rhymez are dont make sense, no content even if you used a microscope/
its funny how you faggz call yourselves dope/
once you feel the pain, you get amazed, from the trauma you wont cope/
your grade 7 collegues say you like to know the scope/
dumb a**, always ask everything, maybe its coz your mama gave out sex for anything/
nucca!!!
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Facts hurt, i see u changed ur name jurk
hip hop is mylife, to u its a fantasy site
one phone call to distroy me, u cant afford a call back bitch
son u mad, its common for an exagerating emcee
no content undermicroscope, true coz u cant see me
what i spit produces TB, im sick with lines
u were breast fed with a testical
mommas tity cought cancer, lookin like chimpanzee ones
leave grown folks out of this and learn to take a diss
ur shit will never come tight, learn to divorce da dick
u thinkin u on point but u just a prick
hunnies- u wank over, while i reject da chick
u not worth a corphen, u'll get burried in a dustbin
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dude i think its time you close your mouth/
you been spittin whack lines in multiple amounts/
you couldnt finish me off, even if you use many accounts/
do you have to go all personal/
il write this battle in my journal/
and tell your kids how i ripped you anus/
you must be afraid of your own face/
being that ugly must make you loose faith/
damn is your nickname, guess your mom denied you her breast/
your dad fed you the best of his sperms he should have fed you piss/
you dont eve know how to diss/
only thing you good at is sucking dicks/
you sick figuratively/
dissing you would just get me into trouble with the law/
nucca!! >:(
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its odd dat all ur so called punchlines come with even..even
listen youngen we can never be even-quit bitchen
ripp my anus, call 3Sum 4 dat gay stuff
so u write rhymes in a pink journal
u a rap diva, can never outsmart this sliq nigga
atleast i got da balls to show my own face
dat cartoon is dispeakable for image display
face mutalation on kombart, i aint gotta suck dicks
we can use ur rhyme for dat shit
u a human vacuum, 1.8 illegal age spells doom
u lost ur virginity when ur uncle pushed a broom up ur rectum, dude!
u gettin weaker per reply, verse me? u might as well pray to God to die
u were born from a gang bang
u shld settle for killin urself wit a wrope
coz truelly u cant hang,
Im King of da Mic- f*** an icon
i serve bars and inproson u in an eye of a cyclone
:-\ KAFFER!
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N.A you dope bra, yo! :o
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N.A you dope bra, yo! :o
REAL RECOGNISE REAL, COUZO!
WUN8
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bitch you just cant give up/
so u like being f***ed up/
wont stop dissing u till zuma gets locked up/
you like my bitch, i 4-5 you and turn u up/
that ugly face of yoz can scare king kong/
see i was supposed to put in "even" in there, but i fiured itl take long/
stop actin like a flirt you jerk/
you used to jerking mini skirts u gay/
go give your customers yo a** u fake/
yo ugly face had yo dad hidin behind the doctor/
bict h you aint done shit/
prepare to take the pain when i hit/
bitch!!!!
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this battle is for respect and props
not for sweets and loli pops so again
i give props to the ultimate champ
the one with the iron clamp and makes
a dry room damp i post niccas with one stamp
i shine brighter than a street lamp and make
haters lyrics seem....blank?...NA just gave
mad the lyrical shank like"klank"..a revenge
attack was weak NA wins the heat let me repeate...NA wins the heat!
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ACCEPTANCE SPEECH
My rhyme Thanx/I get pounds like a British bank
analyse a cat before dissin him nad disgracing urself
if he lame, let him rhyme by himself
im ghetto fabulous like a double story shack
mind over matter thats y i ghost write rap
spit online even ur role model want a Byte
i disappear handle biz and come bk hard
from my last post, while unseen u can tell im out of site
coz Ag gets flooded by air heads
who hate showers claimin their rugged
my haters love it a buzz dat got heads challengin in public
imma keep killin it live
and blow victory trumpets wit my enemies wind pipes
THANK U THANK U THANK U
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i think he won the battle for the king
he is the bearer of the secret pinky ring
call me king dinga ling and give me a crown
i make the haters smiles turn to a frown cause
of the swagger peirce more fierce than a rugged edged dagger
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Last time I checked "N/A" meant "not applicable"/
like a sentence he spoke that left him out divisible/
I mean Visible like a sore thumb stickin' right out/
got smacked by a blunt object now it's stinging like "ouch!"/
the intention to kill lives closer to the mouth/ like a president killed for saying Vietnam was out/
Your speech a' fill a nigga wit gout/ not equitable like an investment in doubt/ that's so cheap it's reversible
a**a**inated your "ash" (ashy a**) with The concept to thrill/
lyrically he got that masterful skill
audiovisual to ma**es the ma**acre 's ill/
Disgusting like your lips on my a**/
nah! ya Think closer to hole/
mandible claw got your monkey a** gaspin for breath/
you see the illusion I SENT is that Jesus was next/
you get literally dicked if you think were not vexed/
like a dude kicking the bucket(the car your'e sitting on)
we'll lead your path to what's best (a hearse)
like you got snuffed by your mom while she was giving you birth/
I can just imagine the mirth/ lyrically I got the widest girth/
Hung like a horse whose dick a touch the earth/
and what's was worse you battled a dude wit a curse/
murder's easier knowing it was done by someone you worshiped/
randam shiz :)
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klu klux killer, king of da mic
kanine krime biters killin raps hype
original oman owning all ur ol man knows
deadly deeds, dude diseased, deadly dog in thoughts
a 187, the 411, i commit homicide call 911
using no gunz, i make 666 demons holy over one rhyme
7:30 eighteen the legal age scheme grime
my 4:5 long, two chicks need 9 fingers to grind
24:7 i run 9:11s to rebels who doze on promises to rest in 7th heavens
ill brethren-a fiends verbalist, 1 two bust mics exposing their circuit fuse
50 emceez feel ate(8) coz wun crush crews
acting smart thats a dumbs move
10 out of ten wack rappers write while they fantisize over 1 dude
Thats dope. Sick phlow
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who he be? king o' da mic?
the title alone s'gonna givin him a fright/ for it carries a lot like long distance freight/
need no mishaps so i clamp on him tyte/
whack rappers with milk teeth can't bite/ all fallen off, puttin u on a strict diet/ ;)
u skinny a** ain't a**essing at all/ checking if a mans pants is tight/
hopin for a chance to get it with him at the fall o da night/
way past ya curfew, so u ain't gettin any tonite/ ::)
bitch blabber u better keep ur legs together b4 u say sum u regretah(huh)/
my rhymes is better/ to many they bring about the stormy weather/
no survival thanx to the champ's arrival/
good health is vital as my spits is viral/
attackin ya weak a** ears 1st to the spinal/
i spit last cos what i say be final/ :-X
u can't oppose the beauty of the rose/
same as u can't juxtapose my skills nd flows/
no career highs u only got lows/ like a punch bag u taken too many blows!! ???
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Me respond ton Grand or Moff G/ i was just testing if my keyboard was still working
Whats a grand moffy challenge, i'll loose coz im straight
King of the mic aint a title its wat explains my DnA
I feel like A.G has turned into a daycare wit every visit
ya'll gon have to start paying me for spanckin these kidz
if anybody got a problem with how i finger type spit
then i'll take blows, standing in front of your chicks lips
i didnt kno that i'ld end trachin these toddlers english
but N.A stands for native a**asin bitch
dont yet engage on a battle tip, u aint fit
nemerically u not even rated on the other side of negative
be da kings slave and get slaid with every round
i keep my legs open to fit ur sis and ur gal
in my profound crouch
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bitches gotta act right befor they get smacked bright
stop being dumb ???... retarded lyrics be making me numb :P.. even tho
im just reading :).. im laid back like hairlines thats receeding
open wounds on my brain but no bleeding :o... bloodless cozen
been rippin up beats by the dozen ;D ..27 16 bars i does em..
all off the top ;)... tounge twisters you swear can leave you in a knot.. so dont front here.. puff on this e-blunt ..take your swagger and give it a punt...no goal cause your swagger is so old its dead
better yet you aint a real hip hop head and neither am i
i hustle and dont care if i must die but try...i will...
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like Mayweather title fights to me is just the usual.
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picking up where i left off is crucial
the suspect is the usual same o dun
witha lyrical gun with no license ...
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All these youngings are homo thugs
talkin thug pa**ion,
they received it under prison rugz
claiming they tight coz they dress code's gay
wouldnt get laid on Vergina monoloque day
getting their shit pushed back
coz it dont diserve to be released
nah, your shit pushed back coz u on other nigga dicks
homie u homo thuggin, quit buggin
u only serve bars on ur honeymoon
serving a maximum sentance
wanna be hard and tell folks u got starbed
wanna be gangsta claim u got shot at 15nth Av..(avenue)
u giving credit to ur enemies
but u think u wyldin
its bout timing with rhymin kick it with ease like Tai chi in Shaolin
i dont play with mics, fagets get boxed
coz im a Mic Tyson, u homo triuphlin
for foreplay, i'll chew ur left and right ear
pipedreams turn to embarrasment by the end of the night
i'll break ur verginity with a knife
im dat nice, word of advice stay offline
coz online i disturb the server
the mad beef i got wouldnt fit inside a burger
no bulletproof needed homo take cum shots
rhymin reality u cant impregnate
thats when your luck stops
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its funny how homothugs front on the fore
i wash it away so call me the rain pour like virgins
first time im making it saw f*** a condom
im doing it raw hard- to- the -core got a mean look on ya face
but you aint sure do you like dick or is it pussy galore
that q i pose to all on the floor cause thug and homo dont go
like your rhyme is out of flow and you just dont know
if you rockin this show asking :"can they see me...i like skirts and a skinneeyy"?
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All these youngings are homo thugs
talkin thug pa**ion,
they received it under prison rugz
claiming they tight coz they dress code's gay
wouldnt get laid on Vergina monoloque day
getting their shit pushed back
coz it dont diserve to be released
nah, your shit pushed back coz u on other nigga dicks
homie u homo thuggin, quit buggin
u only serve bars on ur honeymoon
serving a maximum sentance
wanna be hard and tell folks u got starbed
wanna be gangsta claim u got shot at 15nth Av..(avenue)u giving credit to ur enemies
but u think u wyldin
its bout timing with rhymin kick it with ease like Tai chi in Shaolin
i dont play with mics, fagets get boxed
coz im a Mic Tyson, u homo triuphlin
for foreplay, i'll chew ur left and right ear
pipedreams turn to embarrasment by the end of the night
i'll break ur verginity with a knife
im dat nice, word of advice stay offline
coz online i disturb the server
the mad beef i got wouldnt fit inside a burger
no bulletproof needed homo take cum shots
rhymin reality u cant impregnate
thats when your luck stops
U got busted for bitin someone's verse for that line, learn to write like u aint a biter*spit*
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shit well i got sabbed 6 times last year on my block
6:45 was the hands on the clock, crying out loud
as my family flip top saying "they getting away
call the 5-0 and lets start to prey" ran my a** up to
e-r by myself decrease in my health.. this aint no street fighter game
i aint had stealth... just flesh... my inner of my jacket had flesh...
on the mesh bleeding thru holes i never new i had "bombaclad" shouted dem brethren witha locks cocking on 4 diferent blocks with rocks in socks and sticks witing to attack with bricks!
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true story too...
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yo money, getting stabbed or shot aint got shit to do with hiphop.
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ay yo i aint even gona give you a reply homy...just writing some ish cause someone was frontin..thought i drop the real..eish...kick back and dont trip son...
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Since an infant i was beat boxing/ they said the child's kickin
truely i hate voodoo but my styles wicked
niggaz want beef with no taste so i brought seasoning
i only drink to see whats at the end of the bottle
i hustle to make ends thats why my moves are thorough
a wise man is a leader that follows
air heads is brain hallow, views tarnished by tunnel vision
only get on T.V when they cleaning their television
if u a sharp shooting dissing me
u'll end up missing/i make it hot
u'll think i stole satan's oven
seing ur style is dead, u should have been born into a cophen
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when i slipped into this place called earth they called it birth
a wonderfull thing and they couldnt comprehend its worth
my first word was "yo" followed by a beatbox syncronized
flow audience cheering me at my first f***in show now eyes got
that green glow from that indo now im spittin words in the mist
on yo window breath on it and see it is written...t money
word is bond once he start spittin knowledge so grippin
dribble on tracks like he pippin go chill on gramz lap while
she knitten this year 09 i aint sittin its all about respect
f*** the rands i interject give me a mic and lemme do a check
recollect this intelect with introspect now ima shatter coils
cant help but see me like facial boils....
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i rep this ish so clear it makes punks like ya'll bath with ya fears/
warm it up so much shit be like steers/ burgers on the grill/
raise ya voices up for ma cheers/ but i put a mute on it 4 u to chill/
Like bad sunday food ya'll punks is gonna get burned/
leave u under a smoke screen of weed/ neva understanding what i did/
so magical/ ma rhymes attract like magnetical/
posess u like am diabolical/ but like hammer said; 'can't touch this':
am spiritual/
no exorcism to rid me out am supernatural/
ya'll better get down on ya knees and repent to the gods/
beware the wind from ma vocal cords/
ma voice spits fire burnin the microfhone cords/
rhymin unplugged for i be thee mic king/
ma words built an exclusive ring/ for me to step in the ring/
beat u down till the fat lady sings/ wether u be paid or broke money ain't a thing/
word bonds a man and word breaks a man/
careful of what is said nd best have a plan!!
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i rep this ish so clear it makes punks like ya'll bath with ya tears/
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shoot me five times in the gut/ i do peristalsis movement and spit the bullets out/
sip castle milk stout/ watch it go out the bullet wounds/
who you fools think you dissin/ talkin bout if i bust shots i be missin/
and when one was brought in this earth it was amazin/
forever and eve will be conquering earth/ havin sex right beside mother nature/
im inhumane self employed c***/ i do things that take life and my slary is blood/
im no ones son/ was brought to this land by the rays of the sun/
m.a.d, me and delusionality of ag mcees/
yall niggaz is whack!!!!
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First M.A.D is a cartoon magazine
you illustrated animated shit u aint interesting
u have sex ith mother and her core gon come on ur face
u no ones son r father mut ahve ran straight
i dont mean to hate but i hate half a** talent, f***headz who want it
when u were born ur talent came with a guerantee
noboy wants t with me, my fingers freestyle
i hit every record put my brains on autopilot-n the min-while
i spit hot melt ur cranium and evaporate ur brain
run into ur church and switch ur baptist water with my urine
eighteen you under age
you hustle online coz in real life u under paid
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u spit hot melt ur cranium and evaporate my brain?
wait a minute..how come all your lines sound the same/
i think you just said the same shit that u said on the open mic thread/
im an animation and you a cyborg machine/
you hit every records i hit hoes, how you gon get kids no one knows/
is it dna or na? we both know u just into rap coz your mom bought u a dvd of N.W.A/
me is the king and you is a servant, my nutts are dripping sweat,i guess duty is abt to call/
you counterfeit, talking about you the best in here/ dont make me sick/
you think being sick on da mic is contagious? coz u touched me u gon get my styles?/
bitch please, i see the atm open up the cash box more than u see bread on your table/
niggers apply for spots to battle me,n soon il charge hoes 2 pay pussy just to take pics of me/
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you f***en c***s blabbering on this page but ur swords is blunt/
ya'l can't cut a way for yo thoghts out ya head/
so any of u can spit sick shit that can be understood nd heard/
all i hear is mumbles of a snobby nerd/ raised as a goat herd/
now he be claiming how he be the code of the dead(187)/
my spit whip will hit yall kids with vengeance till ur eyes bled/
tears of sorrow u'll cry till tommorow; leaving u an empty head/
makin such noises like life gave u no choices/
goin M.A.D over the fact that u f***ed ya life away without a choice/
i wonder y u havent thought of lovers plus/ as u been makin a buzz/
u saw atm's open whilst travellin on a bus/
paper chasing, but like a jazz artist u blew it/
yo hands scared shaky u cudn't grab it/ hence i beat ya dumb a** damn it!!
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ok stop...how do i put this/
sick lyrics aint a issue, they bought me all the ice on my wrists/
grew up in the villages, chasing dreams/ but cudnt get any till i took a leave/
came across a spoilt bratt rockin levi jeans/
moff or g?/ two weeks ago his parents ate on dustbins/
three weeks later he opens his first koo tin in 2 decades/
not even nkosi johnson was this sick/ i suck the brains out of ur head just like a tick/
wrapp moff on a fat kush and puff/
smell his genitals burning on the kush, add ur mom just to smoke enough/
go wed a horse, f*** the vuvla or any spot/
a nigger with a phd on intrudership/never was invited, he came and attempted to spit/
ur dad cudnt cut the cord when u was born/ what he wished was to trade ur soul for gold/
u was unplanned, ur mommy attempted abortion trillion times/ u just cudnt die/
not coz u great, but coz god wanted to show earth the true definition of a fake/
count my words/ next centruy wud come n go still running/
mark my words/i give u a nike 90 while i be bare foot n still u cudnt stand a chance/
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let the rap linguist take the words out ya mouf/
help u be really sick nd let u cough/
i've had enuff of a mic rookie tryna be tough/ spit his hallucinations to MOFF/
moff is higher as on the food chain pyramid because of a puff/
'poker face' i called ur bluff/ came in like it was expected/
only u gonna get murdered/ nd not even ya moms at ya funeral be present/
in a shallow grave u'll stay permanent/
no scavengers wud wanna have u for lunch/
broken to bits by my line-punch/
am on a whack mcee crunch/ take ya'll out as a bunch/
u are a c***/ worthless like a tinking skunk/
am unleashin on you without a front/ backing mynes like a fallin stunt/
i let u rave nd rant cos in nine days u'll be dead/
exposing u for a roach that u are/
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I brainfreeze ya brain nd thought like u on ice sniff//
Up ya nostrils/ and in ya face u won’t believe/
Stomach ache nd cramps I constipate u, u can’t relieve/
Dis no sushi or biltong but sum raw beef/
Served to ya’ll midgets in tounges(tons)/
Cumin at ya’ll unfathomable like the Gyne’s(gynecologist) scribbles/
So complicated my metaphors are thought to be riddles/
Happy puppies ya’ll tail wiggles/
Growin up easy u dumb big littles/
Yo body ma** is more the hydro gas/ deflatin fast/
Acupuncture ain’t good for yo a**/ so don’t step in my cla**/
I’m a teacher/ corporal punishment; I beat ya/
Force u to memorize my blasphemes scripture/
Force u nd ur kids to watch a homo- graphic picture/
And for ya’ll to f*** each other afterwards/ in the name of arts/
Brain Drain u into retards/ mimicking sweethearts/
Karaoke rockstars/
mimicking my lines from the mirror/
Honor ya moms words: talk to no stranger/
Hence u scared to cum face 2 face as a challenger/
Linguistic minor/ ya gon put ya life in danger/
Hip hop is my son; I’m an old timer/ a veteran rhymer/
Military style I’m a vernacular sniper/ fast spittin poison like a viper/
Wisdom sinkin like ya grand –pa/ headache diffuser/
For I be the death harbinger/ help u out ya misery/
put u to sleep like this school is nursery/
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I brainfreeze ya brain nd thought like u on ice sniff//
Up ya nostrils/ and in ya face u won’t believe/
Stomach ache nd cramps I constipate u, u can’t relieve/
Dis no sushi or biltong but sum raw beef/
Served to ya’ll midgets in tounges(tons)/
Cumin at ya’ll unfathomable like the Gyne’s(gynecologist) scribbles/
So complicated my metaphors are thought to be riddles/
Happy puppies ya’ll tail wiggles/
Growin up easy u dumb big littles/
Yo body ma** is more the hydro gas/ deflatin fast/
Acupuncture ain’t good for yo a**/ so don’t step in my cla**/
I’m a teacher/ corporal punishment; I beat ya/
Force u to memorize my blasphemes scripture/
Force u nd ur kids to watch a homo- graphic picture/
And for ya’ll to f*** each other afterwards/ in the name of arts/
Brain Drain u into retards/ mimicking sweethearts/
Karaoke rockstars/
mimicking my lines from the mirror/
Honor ya moms words: talk to no stranger/
Hence u scared to cum face 2 face as a challenger/
Linguistic minor/ ya gon put my life in danger/
Hip hop is my son; I’m an old timer/ a veteran rhymer/
Military style I’m a vernacular sniper/ fast spittin poison like a viper/
Wisdom sinkin like ya grand –pa/ headache diffuser/
For I be the death harbinger/ help u out ya misery/
put u to sleep like this school is nursery/
you sound like you dissing us and dissing yourself at the same time, is a pity you had to write all that garbage and only one line ruins it all up, not a good look
late night creeping, pimped out pistills/ the trigger pimped to a drill/
cold murder, winter killing/ i c ease your breathng/
still thinking? halt coz ur brain dead, i smell ur flesh, its already stinking/
extraordinariness is evading earth, even moffy's are g'z/
see my face, look in my eyes and go unconscious/
its hate forever/hang u in a ladder and get away with murder/
mand eat a dick...im bored :P
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huh...M.A.D u stupid prick addicted to eating dick/
dig; MOFF's got a bitch whu uses ma dick as a walkin stick/
whilst ya get arousals for touching the mic/
i shuff it up ya vocab pipe; the biggest dick u ever tasted/
exagerated is the fact that ur a** hang over the ladder ready to be penetrated/
my rhymes in ya ears amplified them neva faded/
u so loving what u 1st hated/ that's why u dated
ma bitch ex Ruth who left me Ruthless/
scorned am out to do away with the whackness/
now u is clueless/ careless and a** covered with sadness/
i cudn't make out any of ya posted mess/
i'm untouchable u can ask Elliott Ness/
i be the Al Cpone of this rap knowin no fairness/
ima tell u this as it was said by the WU:'u can't find my weak spot'
i still haven't decided; to let any woman carry my weakness!!
i hope u listend to the 'whip strap' by ghostface: fishscale...talks of youngins like u who knows not their boundaries...ya punks shudn't have started this ish...
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BOTH OF YALL ARE BITCHES IN MENS ATTIRE
ILL PUT A TYRE AROUND YOULS NECK AND SET
IT ON FIRE BEST YOU c***S RETIRE YOU MIGHT
BE HIGH BUT IM HIGHER YOU AINT SMOKING GREEN
YOU A CRACK HEAD YOU A DOPE FIEND IMA SPLIT
THIS 16 INTO 2 EIGHTS NO ENTRY TO AG.COM GATES YOUV BEEN GATED YOU RATS I GOT CHEESE AND ITS GRATED
MY RAPS JUST BEEN INFLATED WITH MARAJUWANA AIR
I JUST GAVE YOU 2 FAKES A PUNCTURE AND THERE AINT NO SPARE..
NOW THERE..."ARE YOU FREE OR ARE YOU DOM"...SUP
M.A.D SON..HOW YOU KEEPIN?
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BOTH OF YALL ARE BITCHES IN MENS ATTIRE
ILL PUT A TYRE AROUND YOULS NECK AND SET
IT ON FIRE BEST YOU c***S RETIRE YOU MIGHT
BE HIGH BUT IM HIGHER YOU AINT SMOKING GREEN
YOU A CRACK HEAD YOU A DOPE FIEND IMA SPLIT
THIS 16 INTO 2 EIGHTS NO ENTRY TO AG.COM GATES YOUV BEEN GATED YOU RATS I GOT CHEESE AND ITS GRATED
MY RAPS JUST BEEN INFLATED WITH MARAJUWANA AIR
I JUST GAVE YOU 2 FAKES A PUNCTURE AND THERE AINT NO SPARE..
NOW THERE..."ARE YOU FREE OR ARE YOU DOM"...SUP
M.A.D SON..HOW YOU KEEPIN?
im alright, keeping it tight/still banging shack doors at night/
how can i be scared of stuff that dont bite?/
its just my luck, this moffo came at the right time when i neded a fight/
spank him thrice as nice/put a knife on his gutter and let it spill out rice/
money my main man, we keepin ag on fire/
almost lead his a** to retire but now we both called sire/
im ag lord, his ag king, lord and king doing things/
next time u wanna beef, first eat a brown loaf moff/
your lack of sense of humor is outrageous/
you this huge but even flies dont think you dangerous/
call me cannibal, man eater/feed on human flesh, my favoritye being the a** of a stripper/
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BOTH OF YALL ARE BITCHES IN MENS ATTIRE
ILL PUT A TYRE AROUND YOULS NECK AND SET
IT ON FIRE BEST YOU c***S RETIRE YOU MIGHT
BE HIGH BUT IM HIGHER YOU AINT SMOKING GREEN
YOU A CRACK HEAD YOU A DOPE FIEND IMA SPLIT
THIS 16 INTO 2 EIGHTS NO ENTRY TO AG.COM GATES YOUV BEEN GATED YOU RATS I GOT CHEESE AND ITS GRATED
MY RAPS JUST BEEN INFLATED WITH MARAJUWANA AIR
I JUST GAVE YOU 2 FAKES A PUNCTURE AND THERE AINT NO SPARE..
NOW THERE..."ARE YOU FREE OR ARE YOU DOM"...SUP
M.A.D SON..HOW YOU KEEPIN?
im alright, keeping it tight/still banging shack doors at night/
how can i be scared of stuff that dont bite?/
its just my luck, this moffo came at the right time when i neded a fight/
spank him thrice as nice/put a knife on his gutter and let it spill out rice/
money my main man, we keepin ag on fire/
almost lead his a** to retire but now we both called sire/
im ag lord, his ag king, lord and king doing things/
next time u wanna beef, first eat a brown loaf moff/
your lack of sense of humor is outrageous/
you this huge but even flies dont think you dangerous/
call me cannibal, man eater/feed on human flesh, my favoritye being the a** of a stripper/
m.a.d..this is by far the most rhyming lyrics you ever wrote
now moffo hands fulla blood from a lyrical cut throat.. its time
he takes note.. cause he a newbie mad like a virus giving you the flu g
lyrical shoe spree... like kanye nike yeezy.. this is a freebie
all the way from c p t... the mother city.. emcees sick quick and witty
...got hoes like tyra they pretty.. just added this bull so you can be with me.... hotness monster
quote from weezy"so sick so sick need a dock yes
craeture monster like the loch-ness"
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its f***ing fantastic how i be stretchng my rhymes more than captain of the fantastic/
everyday i get worse/ degenerate only for the best/
sickness is all i have left/ im rejecting medicines even if they sell less/
i never left/ i was there reading what you post on ag behind your back/
stack cash im my pants/ 100s go out the zipper but im not upset/
tip on my toes, f*** da les, i diss dudes for five cents/
so my shit is hardcore like its on steroiods more and more/
and my dick is like a canon, i live your hoe lookin like a melon/
certified a hustla but i never committed a felon/ ha ha
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A MIC KING VS LOUD MOUTHS/ ONE MORE TIME
MAD U MUST BE A FAN TO NOTICE THAT I REPEATED A LINE
DID U MENTION JUELS THAT WHO BOUGHT YOU
YOU GETTING PIMP OUT OF PRISON
DONT END UP INSIDE COZ U'L BE THE FIRST TO TURN SUEZY
WITH A REARANGED SEX DRIVE
TALKIN LIKE U WELL PAID U STILL STILL WITH UR MOMA
WATCHIN JUDGE JUDY IS THE ONLY TIME U SEE DRAMA
BOY U AINT HOOD, TALKIN TRASH WILL GET U COUGHING VARNISH
FROM GETTING SMACKED WITH UR TABLE'S FOOT IN THE STOMAUCH
I'LL MAKE IT FAIR FOR BOTH OF YOU
U JUST A PUPPY AND MOFF IS A BIGGER PUSSY
PINKY AND THE BRAIN, PROFILE PICS BEST DESCRIBES WHO IS HE
IF THE SHOE FITS U GETTING KICKED BY IT
SHAME ON THEM ,U A RESULT OF SEXUAL VIOLANCE
BORN COZ PERANTS COULDNT FINANCE ARBOTION
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i fight a battle all alone/use my fist to punch soldiers during the war/
i was never bought in this earth to fight with hoes/ go made me the only man and yall faggs have holes/
if being unsensible payed, youd prolly be a millionaire/
choose your words wisely coz u f***ing with dude more supreme than tony blair/
i smoke wee a lot in public or parking lots/ whiltst you sodomize with rooikat/
i dont think,da words in my head just flow lyk a river/spit shit thats on demand to the old mans like im a cow liver during a ritual/
i dont do beef i fux veg/prolly coz it seemed like a waste of time eating you faggz/
so you decided to call your self that name? pliz, you wudnt even get a single point in the dumb dudes game/
silly boys mad will f***ing spin you like a silver coin/ put you in my pocket and exchange u for a pack of popcorns/
ha ha
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u played out fools/
i let u rhyme a lot cos i didn't wanna burst ya bubble/ nd let the psyfa crumble/
now i shuffed away the humble/ so i atatck the medulla double/(mad nd 187)
making that thick hard skull supple/
i'm a killa credible/ an animal to find human flesh edible/
i dig men out they graves nd make decapitated flesh edible/
this no ressurection but an attempt to get out yall faggots an erection/
mutilation/ tongue, lip nd dick all part of my selection/
brew ya shits up to make a drinkable solution/
cure the world of all the whack population/ rhyme cop: i took a new occupation/
lock you out in isolation/
make ya'll feel the guilt like those in commemoration/
i be the BORN mic king not by petition!! :-\
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while ur shorwty begs me to get naught
i chew her nipples when they are pointy, a pimp wit a degree
sip Bavaria while Mad men drink wee wee
its silly coz u said it urself/drop an album it would leave a mark on the shelf
not credit but a stain from not being attained
sharve a spade in ur mouth untill u need braces
u waste shits are faceless coz u cowards
who only battle on the net, i battle online and on weed corners
with heartless alcaholics who would bury their mans
dont talk girls u got two sexmates, ur left and ur right hand
dont carry guns but i'ld slice a brat in a minute then
wipe the blood with the tip of his hair
both of u got no flow or hype
try touch what i judd down and get sodomized with a mic
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moff
do ur folks know da u thread gay,are they cul with dat fact,doubts all the way,man uz a nympho dat aint got pussy go fish for ice vagina bitch
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moff
do ur folks know da u thread gay,are they cul with dat fact,doubts all the way,man uz a nympho dat aint got pussy go fish for ice vagina bitch
Dude, who taught you to spell?
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ya'll best find sum else to use against me/
my name is still gonna embrace me/ MOFF the G/
perverted flows that makes ya'll bitch a** cats come after me/
now tell me who be the faggot in this segment?
i battle u online to spare ya looks/ ma acidic saliva spits can damage ya face when we face to face/
wipe the words off ya brains nd tongue without a trace/
what ya'll spit got me bored/ rhyme intelligence dat be so flawed/
so i f*** ya earlobes with a mic cord/ long enuff to have 2 extra bitches lured(tricky & rob1)/
if hip hop was a bitch like ya'll i wud've quit it with her as i be no faggot/
i wud've pimped her off to the prison cats for them to have their way/
and ask 4 jus a big bag of weed to keep me MOFF GOOF'D/even when i be boothed/
stating my claim in this rhyme jungle like a mountain a ain't moved/
fyi: MOFF an afrikaans word for being goof'd... the G: can stand for any shit u wanna think of as the dude be as versatile.
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Bust 8 bars and get shot 4 no reason
in the messiah name u sin when u breathing
ya'll sound like me before i could rap
after u see the tip im comin wit u myt need an eye patch
u a rug rat rappin for cheese get kulled wit a mouse trap
im too hungry thats why i rhyme phat
i got a wife when u learnt how to mack
ur girls look like cancer patians on crack
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i got a wife u still lookin for a bitch
?Mad got a psychosis problem
the echos in his dome scratch his mental when his brain itch
i hate the game plus i think his a 2 face bitch
he need to join crack boys and bankrupt SABC with another miss (not a hit)
a groom to a broom, sweep doped up teen junkies with no sexual means
u wer born coz choice condoms aint tested
claim u hungry smack ur mom coz her tity tiny dats y u aint breast fed
im a lyrical anarchy wit a spiritual army of dundies
who would bodie ur clownie company for free wit a free
diss u in ur own show indirectly and get ur hoe drunk wit da fee
hate WUN8, u need a telescope to take a pee
i smoke sea weed find nemo and transform step mother to a sea sick binbo
u not a nympho u a 17 year old vergin, iv been 1.8 for a decade
drop a track they wont dig u wit a spade
get barried wit grenades in ur graves
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ill divorce a wrong course and kill its dependants
leave behind photo almbums as part of their remembrance dont
test my temprance or you will risk getting executed upon entrance
ice cold blooded vengance 1 white chair for you funeral attendance
no gun salute no nice f***in words only the chirping of white
f***in birds off for cake and tea after that you just a f***in memory... fakes
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King of the mic, u far from royalt
i was toesting with ur elders' peers
when u leanrt to drink tea
u small time im an O.G
u cant kill me im already Def
u can harm me im already poisin
how does a studant teach a professor
who write rhymes to keep his brains for decayin human kind
i only write to fight the time line of Dr Kuvokein
u write online coz u cant get published
u dont want beef coz u dont make moves, dat makes u a cabage
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???
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your brains on freeze...frozen knowledge
for you to succeed you need to go to college
im str8 street smart all i need is my poridge(millie meal)
you aint king man...shit you aint even the sweeper
im the dude with the hook and cloak call me
the reaper you might be deep but im deeper
o g? no son you just o.d...":obviously dumb" to test me
dont chest me i cause lung cancer i do the 2 step
cause you aint no dancer...im the advancer forward i move
im settling in like on the dance floor with my groove..
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wit a rhyme i can kill human kind
u a soap star Tyrone, im da director that will always foward the days of ur lives
18: 7 before ur generation kiddo but but i sleep on ur lingo
before vampires bed time
i diss u half pa**d out dont even bother to write
u aint a player u a cheese boy who only date sluts
u aint phat u over fed, u aint smart u high on dumbness wit ur reps
u a fag wit twin c***s
im too sharp, shots squick out and split open ur body parts
f*** around i safocate u with ur own body parts
who want what, bring ur crew times two
i'll still trouble u, this aint alementary
i stay slayin fake men, Money so broke he need glue
to take note and pay full single attention
when u sexin ur chick falls alseep facin ur lameness
then when my song plays her clit turns to a water fall
u were suppose to be dead the greater power got u on a stall
before u battle me please grow a pair of balls
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yeah this is cheese boy but now you caught in my trap
ima smack the person who said"yo you can rap"
im droppin atoms deleting you off the f***in world map
and "dismember your pretender agenda":..cant understand ?
this is hip hop in high demand like the bible says "
dont build your house on sand"..i earn ten times your every grand
so i expand and explode 021 be the dominant code
spittin clear like a mic called rode.."nt" dont temp me
even the devil was forced to exempt me.. too hot.. said im causing him to have a blood clot with a shot clock...so who are you?
think you big when you with your crew.?..dont joke cause you might
choke fall dead and still be broke...you get high on your own supply
and thats just stupid dont forget the cape flats shot cupid!!!
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tell u what/
if murder was the case then it wudn't be wrong/
sum peeps like yall faggots deserve to die, or else they wudn't be born/
am reaping yall off the fields like corn/ MOFF scorned/
the rhyming on the platform be whack like niggaz out to bond/
sharing corny lines like ducks of a pond/
i be tha cause why rappers rap, pay ya respects like ur moms payin the bond/
setting a curfew on ya lip service, ma word is bond/
u sell outs sold for less like ya'll been pawned/
ya'll rhyme comercial whilst i remain down under/
still spit warnings that hit like witchcraft thunder/
the world's 9th wonder/ swagger flow founder/ hardcore pounder/
best ya'll surrender b4 u step outta line nd spit a blunder/
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stop all the fake raps about grills
and p caps.. talking about how you
stay strapped ..cause you aint and
never will.. lyrically ima make your guts spill
and use it as ingridients for soup.. i drive
a golf f*** your bently coup...and as for
snoop.. he on pension and needs a viagra intervention
so pay attention.. cause all i got is ill intension
with wicked thoughts... i stand out like penile worts..
and say sumin about its yuccky and disgusting
like a bitch that keep fussing.... :o
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whack land and wacko jacko fans, who got no plans, tryna trip me ova the sands/
hard for me to be fallin/ am be name callin: like u a farmboy: hoe-ing/
roll a blunt to get me higher than a boeing/
the intense look in ya eye stops the fans from booing/
allowing u to keep screwing/ like any faggot be doing/
u slimy a** bastards keep sliding and enjoy the ride/
ya brains cuffed and veins tied/ i guess u like it cos u lied/
held a mic down like sum that got u pacified/
i rhyme this page to leave all yall petrified/ knowing that u up against the dignified/
king o' da mic/ i roar with swagger like simba/
comercialise mine like timber but still come out illegal like ganja/
be gone in a smoke screen am a ninja
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i consider emcees family with the same struggle
two to three jobs night and day we gotta jugggle
we stay strong, inspired by a weed song from the likes of jnr gong,
that makes athiests sing along while puffin on a chronic bong,
looking all chinses like happy mr wong..trees blown, now im hungry
gona go sell my old school peppy dungry for a buck, cause' i got the munchies i dont give a f***, on my head phones listening to
tupac the lyrical prophet...moff-it ...?
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fu(k wat u prophesised/
i leave u skinless like u gon circumsised/ cut u down 2 size/
about beatin me u fantasized/ stating clearly that u got screwed from the top like a kingsize(bottle)/
3 lines i spit and u cat died/ 6 lives gon pushed aside/
ur metaphors weak nd non productive like a dyke/ hu had her tubes tied/
tyrone the tyrant that silent/
u make less noise like an overheated amplify/
u best be prepared to fight/ or else i will: MOFF IT/
u twice u gonn get it/ chokin ya to squeal like a cricket/
put my foot on it so i can stop it/ u stoopid!!
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Please, is there any other emceez in here
as far as my range goes, im poppin heads
like its open season here
tired of battling two rappers that sound like one emcee
tired of educating kaffers who act niggers with fear
one dot 8 dot 7 hot for sho shot
u a know, i flame hot
indians dont want me in their plate
u quite rock im loud dope
u aint hot u freak, this is ur adoloscent stage
u gets no girls, go impregnate ur maid
starving rappers get comatosed wit a silver platter
u want a pound i'll get hit with a construction hammer
for all ya'll runnin ur yammer
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get out the way shits bout to get ruff
i pull triggers on niggers and i dont bluff
you aint tuff shit you just strong willed
not strong enuffed when you get billed
you like my smirnoff tripple distalled
a bright future is what i build and maintain
corrupt your mainfrain with a new flu strian
eatin at your brain i stay salted and you plain
small sugar grain pompiss c***..ima take a break
and puff this blunt and go on a food hunt..
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need i spit on a cat?
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who's he who thinks he got the rhyme scheme/
come forth with ya hole team/
i'll f*** u up like ur name Kim/
legs spread/ f***ed with a mic jack, u dead/
u a nerd lad/ tryin so hard to be heard/
hip hop is for the birds//
we phly!!
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for those who didnt know.............
i got don kiluminati's body and its a mummy/
i cough ammunition in your face i cause demolition/
ego so high, low life folks are dicapitated/
f*** rhyming, my shits sees more tragedy than a paramedic/
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he who laughs last is the best/
proving to have beat ya a** to a pulp/
like medeival peeps so high i flaunt ya skulls/
cannibalistic virtues/ this ain't no front/
to win one over me; u can't u c***/
flip my lines over the mic like a stunt/
i box squads to choke 'em with dust like am riding quads/
intoxicating cats like blk label quartz/
i rhyme less metaphors but still get cats all over the floors/
ya'll dead beat cats kick the bucket whilst ya bitches fill it/
this is a victory speech ya'll best to feel it!!
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ban bang bang u dead/hi my name is mad/
il f***ing riff off your jaws, [coughs] my inside is cold/
im so wrong, my hearts not-soft, i lock and load/
on the cypher im immortal/my raps are anonymous local/
i spit exotic shit u can call this a night shift/
give prostitues a car lift/ later on we in the crib and they suckin my dick/
gives ur moms a nice kiss make her forget ur dads lips/
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IN A QUE OF RAPPERS I OUTLINE U KAFFERS
NEVER MIND UR Ba**LINE MY RHYME BLOW AMPS OUT
f*** A NUKKLE UP I TOI TOI PULLIN TANKS SON
WUN87 A CANCER FOR NON BLAZIN CAMPERS
IM WILDER THAN SANPARKS WIT DINOSAURS RESSURECTED
IM SICK LIKE UR CHICK WIT CHEST HAIR PUFFS
IN HAND CUFFS I DO FLIPS AND HAND SLAM UR MAN UP
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ur rhymes are so soft/ i call em sugar malt/
u boys are so lost/ like a stolen whip on a parking lot/
i cough lethal rounds that result in the fabrication of wounds/
so perfect in everything and too talented like im not alive/
persist on spittin ur nusense/ yall all bragg nonsense/
bombastic words make you look senseless/
f*** a chick on a counter, watch my dick spitt that butter/
your mom is my bedroom, whilst my knife's stuck on ur dad's gutter/
f*** around town twice a year and they a nigger a stunner/
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sweaty pants and sweaty hands/ on the mic u got a loose grip/
i bring punishment like a chief whip/ politically i correct ya lip/
pussy face my dick's on ya lips/
suck the knowledge, maybe u'll cum of age/
ur nonsense got me raged/ break the links of this fiber optic page/
i spit new like hairs during ya pubic stage/
u MAD to think we on the same page/
i be way out ya league/
u bring that xhosa boy click/
i bring that wizardry mistique/
shit outta this world like the harry potter flick/
in all the right ways; i am big/ make a banga like a nyambo kick(drum)/
ya'll best to believe/ in ya tummies am a laxative/ making it easy for ya to relieve/
f*** that schoolboy beef/ ima burn it like i do my spliff!! :-\ 8) :o
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f*** you faggots and c***s, smoking tea
bags for blunts, im tired of this e battle
im the shepard boy herding this cattle
youll went off course so i wage wars
press play release the pause, on our strip
we got R10.00 whores that suck on all fours
while f***ing their own inlaws, all about the
lion and the cheetah ask evita, i burn this
thread like ether..the pink note and redish/brown
is king it wears the crown so dont f***
around or get killed pa**ers by find you naked in a field
headlines read"punk found rapped to death"...one!!!
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scrath a matchstick on the chrome on my wrists/ i puff spliffs/
light a fat kush/im burning dicks/
i see my name in your rhymes/how far can u go with lines/
ya'll my surbodinate/ im 3 times ya age/
never was a killer/ uz a pedophile, ya never comed on a maid/
u f*** the same sex/ i f*** the opposite/
u suck genitals/ i f*** genitals/
im getting sexually intimate with businessmen wives/ you sodomize with mice/
im the only of my kind/ i dominate earth with punchlines/
the galaxy the destiny/ im cyberspace's only breed/
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f*** you faggots and c***s, smoking tea
bags for blunts, im tired of this e battle
im the shepard boy herding this cattle
youll went off course so i wage wars
press play release the pause, on our strip
we got R10.00 whores that suck on all fours
while f***ing their own inlaws, all about the
lion and the cheetah ask evita, i burn this
thread like ether..the pink note and redish/brown
is king it wears the crown so dont f***
around or get killed pa**ers by find you naked in a field
headlines read"punk found rapped to death"...one!!!
dope.
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i got a nickname for all those who call me a fagg/
those who wear durags and start e-beef with mad/
you covenants between homosexuals/pedophiles of the next world/
all in simple language, the only one who spitt shit that makes sense/
an a**asin in disguise/ overthrow governments with punchlines/
i spit too much senseless shit that lives you wonderin/
like, how does this dude say all this lucrative stufff during this recession?/
my punchline fabricates demolition that lasts in your heart for genrations/
my heart is so cold/ thats why my neck frequently froze/
deployed as a deplomat to bring co-operation between my dick and hoes/
picture my life as a struggle/ build a castle in the jungle/
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yo f*** your emcee name i dont admire you
you still a fiend stuck on the globe and the glue
bring your entourage and your bitch a** crew
get convicetd while sitting in the church pew
nothing new brush it aside for the sake
of your pride loose of direction no wear
to ride so you co-lide and crash you
disgust me like genital rash pay for
an abortion in cash and still smile you make
me sick like "im bring up bile"
look with sexual intesnsions at a child
age diference is by a mile ima kill you!
sick suma ma bitch ima buy some muti
from an old witch to make your life glitch
and cut your arms short so you cant
scracth when it itch!!
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he sounds insane/ probabley hurt by my lyrical pain/
my lines entail the deepest hate/suckas eat fried for supper, i dont retaliate/
lost all my fate just to bring food on your plate/
now u actin like snake/ callin me fake/ with ur gayness i cant relate/
better thank me for exposing you on ag/
i see that clear view on ur belly/ my clip could soon be empty/
bitch i run this, money makes the world go round/
how he sucks dicks could make other competiting prostitutes frown/
forever a clown/ bitch move on ur designated lane/
i love this e-beefin game
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carlo tito
rafaelmario you dumb a**
ima take a lawnmower and mo yo a** pick
you up like garden gra** roll you up puff and pa**
exhale you fast make sure your brain will blast
im rhyimg like a 3 year old but its your criteria
so ima step up the game to make you feel inferior
dont look at the exterior its the soul that counts
ima stop before i get to the big amounts cause you
illeterate retarded and abused late at night by uncle bob
you will be used and given a R1 for your service i make the truth make you nervous challenge me and prepare to die look
with your eyes to the sky descend let your soul fly
cause this shit im spittin aint no lie so go on and cry
and ask the lord why..
:P
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even name changin u'l still be nothin/
i bring the diction that attacks ya lungs like the smoke i'm puffin/
mic holdin an addiction, keep me trapped like those cuffed in/
kept ya'll waitin/ hymns singin like i be a pastor preachin/
words that fracture hearts to capture souls of those bitchin/
ya'll whack rhymers that lost thier timers to MOFF beatings/
school fools to eradicate duels nd still be winning/
immortal i be in this kombat/ flatten keyboards so u can't come back/
minimal click clack/ athritis prone u sick like that/
tongue tied u can't say or even type back!!
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king of da mic/ im to hard to bite/
you so not gonna last/ take my weapon, make ur forehead blast/
do drive by's at night/ we no-souls dont fight/
lets break this intellectually/ im the only living god/
i god my servants and your moms is on the list/
the hip hop dictator/ i call this a city and im the mayor/
im not new to this, im regular like a prostitutes night shift/
i got a sibling/ its called hip hop and it comes outta my lips/
im so real a change is the least thing i need/
one line for the fans and the rest for the faggz/
puff a kush fat as a loaf then put my dick inside moff' mouth n make him cough/
bitches stay winning, coz they have the bit of both/
i just do a drive by and let them b's on your throat/
do another drive by and get the cheese outta your nose/
see the hot hate in my heart like video model's pose/
i paddle to the grave/ thats elite to the brave/
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i crack the virginity of this king of the mic thread
i know suffering like eating sugar on my bread
f*** what simon said he dont pay the rent
non refund on the money he has spent so im
hell bound now with a killing intent winning to
me is emmenent f*** with me is to your own
detrement and another thing f*** all the bling
im balling with my hailo as a crown now im king
ima make the final ruling no fooling or fag swag
death to the auto tune thats why im bad!!
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im what ur mother wanted when she met ur father drunk
u cant house rap living in ur car trunk
yall are an example of doing drugz while pregnant
never mind dissing yall need brain enhancement
im well bitches-i'll crush a crew wit my schlong
rappers cant rock on heavy metal, psycho verbal reppin da ghetto
u dont diserve a diss track i murder u hummin on an instrumental
dont act special coz u got a name we cant pronounce
skillz is essential ur is pa**ed da negative amount
i cut facial hair out and make me a gun pouch
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like a dream i appear to ya sight only at night/
the ever shining star with a crown to shine so bright/
snatch a mic from ya hands with out a fight/
left ya'll screaming in plight/ silence these lambs, i ain't hearing right/
hearing aids/ to amplify my winning debates/
left ya'll faggots weak and needy like ya'll contracted aids/
even when the instro ends my voice neva fades/
put on sum spectacles but u still see me in shades/
date rape ya moms even when she on menstrual days/
yo spits depict shakespear plays/ i'm out with a dagger to do away with gays/
dreadlock ya head to trap words in a maze/
hang u around a tree to put ya in ya own place/
i can understand ya anger: u just going thru a phase/
but ur stupidity neva ceases to amaze/
daily elevated/ with each line u contemplated/
bastards: ya'll artificially created!! 8) 8)
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a protocol of hip hop, why shouldnt i be proud?/
im unbelievable, i spit electronically but you can still hear the sound/
the royal crown stuck on my head/ i call these cats my daily bread/
clowning is not my type/ frouning is what you like/
this is the elimination round/ faggz need to sit down/
mad stay winning/ like a calf that survived weaning/
mad stay spitting/ like a tb patient in a clininc/
told ya before, yall niggers do a bit of both/
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stop..drop and roll... im under the underground
call me a mole.. running networks.. with big perks
tie and suit wearing jerks.. they my cronies
they hardcore killers but come across as fonies
thats the eyeblind., they street homies.. with mad respect
dont undermine them they got craze intelect
so in restrospec im saying its corparate thugging
no e-buggin and huggin just formality jugglin
either or i never ignore smoke sum weed spore
of a strain yet to be released grown indoor smack
me like a bear paw now my stomuch saw
gotta itle to win the title ima stop rapin and i might still... :P
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i got chrome steel jaws/
what i spit is solid n raw/
clip clap, load the mag, bang bang his gone/
hail m.a.d/ in this beef shit liase with me/
i got the whole ag shook/ dudes cop my lines, with bluetooth they swap/
dont have to make sense coz my lines fabricate large loot perecents/
pause......death i'l cause on these ag broads/ [moff n money]
and what i spit is sweat like i cough some honey/
i penetrate the strongest ice/use vanilla ice as a mic whilst i persist on being tight/
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mad name dropping fame hopping
its nothing new he know im big news
like the swine flu im not sure why you
still rappin....clue?persona non grata
go look it up subliminal mind jedi-trick
bright like a candlewick more leathal
than a ninja stick...ancient scrolls i read
daily knowledge and wisdom never fail me
negativity dont faze me you must be craze
mad you anal retentive fishmonger aborted
feotus..your soul trapped in turmoil ima bout to release it..
im ruff i never eas it mics i freeze it...best believe it!!
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i be back with some raw shit, its on the oven niccas, il be back.......... 8) watch out!
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there you go, running again you hoe,
i bet youll snitch if caught by the 5-0,
talking about" its money he was puffing hydro"
nah son, you part of the fag swag parade,
my gra**hoppers still got its brown swade..and
souls im deeper than soup bowls ,your lyrics
i folds and twist, infamiss like the morning miss,
no need to diss, i just rhyme, skip cell blocks
cause i dont do crime, but you a leeeech, a flea
from a dog that make me eeetch ima get me a flea collar beeech!!?... ;D
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hi my name is mad im so in vain/
ofcoz im so proud bitch coz i know how to cause pain/
he's the right example of how i murder men/
put this into perspective, i do hoes u get job blowed/
talkin on the net loud, like a birthgiving cow/
claimin to spit ill shit whilst uz a dog in heat/
ill shit is my shit, i wrap this rap sheet around me/
bitch you got a nerve, u move ur lips a lot when i require u to serve/ [my dick]
you ill? lets do a blood test, ooops his dna has my skills/
he must be my kid coz when i used to hit his mom didnt wear that dick kit/
u sold ya souls, bought em for a rand but still i need some more/
money on my mind, me on money's mind/
my fan in disguise shud sign him an e-autograph/
ha ha....
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ok bitch you wana know my name seing you
gave intro about being in vein but what you
dont no is im king and i reign spit so much flow
you think that its rain bloking your air pipes
no air to your brain no 02 from this h20 sprayin
you be a thought like the slain sisters & mothers
stil reeling in pain sayin we know moneyzz to blame
he spat way to much flame grilled him like nandos
chicken mayne.. ;D
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shame.............
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all u niggaz is pussy on a fag-useless
get off my thread, im the nature of da threat
a million bars from u aint worth a fraction of mine
u illiterate hoes get dissed with hand signs
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your thread...drop dead cause your forgotten
your wack and your rhymes are rotten ..rockin?
not in the least ima monster ima beast make you
dead deader than deseased....peace... ;D
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your thread? fagg who kept this away from death?/
f*** a thread owner il derail this shit now and talk coca cola/
im not sober/ thats why i used vulgar lingo its coz i wanna show ya/
suck a dick whilst your name sucks a lot/
keep frontin, we all know u aint got somethin to leave in the parkin lot/
mad............. 8)
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f*** a emcee who bragz on the net
im real life like im balling at the j&b met
placing my bet on lucky number 7
bitch made niccas i send to hevean..or
make it hell in a 2 by 2 cell with r kell... ;D
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i multitask multitasking/ 10 things at once is what i do kid/
its a cold world with only one man and i am/
you weak/ i can see through you, il just have to diregard callin u a fake/
f*** it, im livin a lavish life if u want it i can sell it/
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stop the thread braggin/ as am about to start shredding
this unused paper/ toss it out like the shitted diaper/
u rhymes are vapour/ evaporatin into thing air before any1 can hear/
u a disgrace to ya hood/ they shud disown ya dude/
even if u cud nothing u do cud be any good/
stripped off ya title u just a king in the nude..... :-* :-* :-*
bitch!!
80 sum posts and u got a nerve to say we get off ya thread, those that read this thread don't read ya posts fool.....Not Available murder(N.A.187) do u even know the murder docket code for SA bitch?
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i smash an Architect/ turn it into a grand shack
mistakes made test ur literature's game
muf*** me...damn funny ur chick feels da same
cold flows got no heat, my speech exposes ur nerves white meat
u weak but u need a month to respond
u were made when mankind grossed breeded with dogz
f*** u very much
yo man you too dope,you can hear an mc is dope wen they get back to what the last mc said and diss him with his own lines thats how its surpoz to be done.(f u very much)? thats funny! :D
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am rip roasting this b!tch wif skillz//
the newbie wif a new keyz//
il walk al ove u wif crutchez since u aint worth steppin ova//
the rap casanova.....no questions asked
dude its ova!!!
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embrace yourselves, this the main event, watch mad spit it all out
they dised me, called me a fagg, a fake and a fall off
dissed me, insulted me and called me every insulting name you can think off
bounced back, made them talk, in a month i was more poplular than an virgin mobolie starter pack
i find it funny how he calls himself money, like the only stweet treat he evr got was from eating honey
mad blazin, watch me when i get serious, this rap shit aint my thang i was just being curious
the oppo came, grabbed it with both hands and instantly claimed fame
the mad rapper, if posts were sold id become the best seller
watch what comes out between your lips, coz someone might hold on to it and cause a hole in your ribs
deny my existence, doubt my conscientous and cal me delusional
its amazing how one man brought so much controversy
most of yall sound like you were deprived of l/o/v/e
i say it all out in black and white, when you read this shit you hear a sound like ur head bout to blow the f*** up
you never saw this coming, hate is just a name influenced by a ignorant ego so please let it go
waited for years just to afford my own food, grew up in the joint where the ones who go to school are called fools
i dont do beef instead i eat pork, as for the other one, i fear chicken pork
listen whilst you have time, dont reject it just accept it
and when the blame comes, just throw it in my direction
look into my eyes and maybe youl realize why i chose this life, i was obliged to put hate in the place of love
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i've had it wit this thuggery talk/ faggots crawling into this whilst i walk/ my words embedded not to be erased like writings a chalk/
i stay high above ya faggs like a hawk/ but closely keep my eyes on ya like i be googlin a blogg/
u can't escape the wrath of MOFF/ i spit legit to shut all systems off/
i come at ya like the corrupt chasing Ngcuka off/ u'll be left tarnished, blacklisted and ya gonna wish u had just vanished/
that wudn't mean i'm finished/
i got a lotta evil in me that needs sum feeds from rap's dead beats/
cult rappin am out hunting/ with words sharp like spears/ penetrating waxed stuffed ears/ to attack weak veins to shatter hearts to pieces and grown man tears/
cos sum in this game is diluded by the hunger for fame/
sum on crutches cos their game is lame/ newbie without a name/
i be the elite species/ dominant by any thesis/ immune to any diseases/
i wore condoms for ya cock suckas: don't wanna catch any herpes from these mic bitches/
play doc and gag ya mouf with 6 stitches/
sum say it's free marketing but name calling for snitches/
sissies that kept they foot in the feaces/
clean and fresh MOFF the only one to have done this/ rap like a chef to end it with sum garnish!!
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i stay on point like the writings between the feint margin lines
im up to date like a geek's anti-virus programme
who else can spit seemingly to me? that question alone causes extreme stress
im sensitive to delusions and superstitions more than a king anticipates respect from his servants
you took so long to respond coz what you have is what you googled
your fake minds got you f***ed up, its too late too buckle up
i lock dudes on a cage and serve hate on a plate and demean their fate
this is how i test a fagg's faith, im what bill gates wished to be when he was eight
went through every life phase but still not amazed, encountered pain but always found a way
bitches call me everyday n this is what they say...my voice so sexy it makes their day
dont let ur sis check out my looks coz soon enough she might also do it
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damn, one o the dreamgals is on the paper chase/
he wud do anything for me to bust on his face/
i got balls of steel to f*** wud anybitch in any given days/
my words like a bullit stays riddled in ya brains/ cause xcrutiating pains by the mention of my name/
no headache tablet to ease it u damnit/
it ain't hard to read ya thots, cos i just scanned it/
travel telepathically to slap it/ burn the fibre optics on my way so i can't back it/
there's only one way for me and that's heirachy/
take ma place as a supreme rhymer in this monarchy/
nd have ya'll bastards callin me daddy but i f***ed ya moms after her vasectomy!
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im murdering poeple more brutal than a mob of pitbulls
i takes nothing to diss you
picture me chillin on a coupe while a ur mom prepares me soup
im something anonymous, a supreme of cannibus
i have no peer even god is still wonderin
im out for ur blood keep so ya veins locked
shit flows outta u coz you been cocked a lot
i call ag a pot and i pick cats out with a fork
just like how ur mom does when she's serving me my pork
if ag was a sport, this would be rugby and i would be the lock
if id come to ur hood, wud u beat me or not?
u'd prolly be on the centre spot with ur pants on ur knees and ur a** stuck on a cock
ur face on sweat and a dude on ur top
ha ha!
moff is dea!!! 8)
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i'm ressurected nd psychologically disturbed/ am that cat on his 7th life neva to be burned/ so old skul it's like i existed for centuries/ i'm so hot with my step i rise mecuries/ the morden day hercules/ for mentioning my name i punch u on the chest to give u a heart burn/ show no remorse even if u my fan/ i'll toy ya emotions like Eminem's Stan/ put u on sum roller-coaster and then give u my wall poster to battle me then with the hope to win/ give u inspiration like the devil with sin/ yeah Nemo: a fish without a fin/ low life trash that deserves a bin/ am all over ya skin/ controllin ya rise of adrenaline/ ure a bitch with a hormonal deffect/ sexually u takin it from the anal tract/ u act a fool and a skank/ take that to the bank/ to check on ya balance/ money left you like shit thru the anals!!
u can't murder me....
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you sick too? maybe its swine flu, yall need a tissue
so gimme one solid reason why i should diss you
so im trash? ha ha and u ash from my fat kush mixed with crack dash
u like dope stashed by a deliquent in the a**, bloody fake ur skin is under evasion by rash
ima say it again, money is fake like moff countefeits causing pain
f*** a bank account, i stash cash on the back of my head in the midst of the medula gland
im styling on you eletronically, you could identify my position physically
coz u cant see me, im right besides you starin at what ur have on greddily
if its less than a g then it aint me, its prolly for money
im like kobe and u lebron, aint no way u faggs is winning this game or
ima put u in ya places like prisoners in their cells homes
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how can u diss sum u don't know?
am that ish in the middle of an O/
within a crystal ball i glow/ even that psyche cudn't tell i f***ed ya hoe/
i'll prob'ly do more/
for being a f***en scum, i'll give u more beating than Quest-love drums/
overload ya neurological nerves with just a hum/
my spit speed causes a typhoon to wiggle u outta this bout/
a boy scout: u cudn't even survive under my dark cloud/
i brought pain like pouring rain/ on a slippery plain u fell on ya head left insane/
in a few years ur brain got f***ed by marijane(marijuana)/
sies: u lame/
faggot tryna get under my pants nd closer to my skin/
like your roomies do after nightfall in prison!!
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there he goes again with all that fakeness
there i go again with all this sickness
u post the same shit every time i diss u
if u is the shit, then il need a tissue
im like the phoenix, i blaze flames but thats not something id use to claim fame
fact is you lost i basically dun see any reason to persist this
on this theres no reason for a diss, these dudes is waste of water on piss
eat a dick man..... :)
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you cats can go at this for ever untill you die
i will watch and see how youll lose and then cry
im uncatchable i even beat 007 as a spy f***
yo skin coloure i can change it with hair dye
your lyrics are cork like a vigina thats so dry
you smoke but you never reaching the sky your
blunt is a dud and that is why most of the time
you cats just get by making ends meat while
i eat and kick back listen to a song i made called
"youll are wack" its bouut emcees like you who are unworthy
of contracting the swine flu imune to you and your crew
..daai is daai mybru...
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niggas thnk they tyt jst bcoz they got cornroses/
i bury u brutall and come to ur funeral wit roses/
u betta blame moses....4 makin me a tyrant....!!!
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i saw the bitch in u before u signed in//
u rap shit plus u lack the time -in
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shame...kiss a** :-* :-*
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who are you lames im wide like the river thames
for me its real life bitches it aint no games
i throw waterproof flames with names youll
never heard and it never occured that when i
drop lines you be like "wurd" my eyes so red
im fling like a bird ....t-fellow you get no stare
you get no hello put yo head on the lyrical gallo
get off ag cause your raps get a "hell no"... ;D
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im like a 325is spinning a 360 on a wet road
put on my race face gear up my speed mode..
smell of rubber like a fart after eating beans
leave you busting out at the seams like
split jeans..i eat my greens and i smoke it
roll and toke it ...
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f*** it, im tired of this e rappin shit, this my second last, i know someone is gonna respond on this one
is that a car or a ur stripper's code in my bar?/
had luck b4 i was born, had to choose if wanted to have horns or not/
i chose to have a ill brain, now Ive spit so much im out of saliva/
f*** the metaphors, what i rap is ur lover/
money aint an issue as long as i got my pocket and they leather/
put'im in his place, on the cash bin of a sweet seller/
i don't deal with moffy's i let them words do the job/
2-3 lines is what i need to turn'im on/
you can forget abt ur undie coz u wont be needing it anymore/
il lock you in a cage for too long, u can put a condom on/
got a pet ul play sex games with and its a male horse/
ha ha ha ha, im going to somebodies funeral lmao!!
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tree chopper/ my word axe sharper/
i cut u down to size without liftin a finga; am wise/
helped u spell ya own D E M I S E/ yo, get back to tha drawing board to rewrite and resize this pack of mumbo jumbo shit u recite/
stay clear from me am danger like an african kilah bee hide/
once i'm poked u can't hide/ until i read in the orbituary that u neva lied...lol
but then again they found ya dead body by the dumpster lying/
teary eyes post mortem to say u died crying/ i'm lying; i beat ya a** for tryna jump on ME/
mad fiction/ ya only chance to win is by match fixin/
from all angles i be balling and 2 pointers i be shooting on ya gal whilst we sexin/ busted on her tits u bastard/
i gues u can relate to a mule/ u like attracted to donkeys and horses/
b4 i look dumber than you i guess i have to cut my losses!!
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your rhyme scheme be nothing special or great
basically its the norm even retards can relate
catch of the day you and mad was the bate
lure you with mielies "like i catch a bird in the crate"
im spittin heat so hot that your insides disintergrate
then crumble my swagger like thunder when i pull
up the streets rumble tickie tumble flip and roll back
on the internet everyones the man but they wack
and they know it i can smell your fear and your
lyrocs show it a smal crowd at a show they know i blow it
like the seeds i smoke man i grow it...
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tree chopper/ my word axe sharper/
i cut u down to size without liftin a finga; am wise/
helped u spell ya own D E M I S E/ yo, get back to tha drawing board to rewrite and resize this pack of mumbo jumbo shit u recite/
stay clear from me am danger like an african kilah bee hide/
once i'm poked u can't hide/ until i read in the orbituary that u neva lied...lol
but then again they found ya dead body by the dumpster lying/
teary eyes post mortem to say u died crying/ i'm lying; i beat ya a** for tryna jump on ME/
mad fiction/ ya only chance to win is by match fixin/
from all angles i be balling and 2 pointers i be shooting on ya gal whilst we sexin/ busted on her tits u bastard/
i gues u can relate to a mule/ u like attracted to donkeys and horses/
b4 i look dumber than you i guess i have to cut my losses!!
You know what this makes me think of?
"Not stupid. Clever, we. Throw ball. Hit ball. Run fast. Sports car buy. Lie with blonde women. Is good. Why we deserve not human status?"
From Hayibo.com: http://hayibo.com/articles/view/1110
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tree chopper/ my word axe sharper/
i cut u down to size without liftin a finga; am wise/
helped u spell ya own D E M I S E/ yo, get back to tha drawing board to rewrite and resize this pack of mumbo jumbo shit u recite/
stay clear from me am danger like an african kilah bee hide/
once i'm poked u can't hide/ until i read in the orbituary that u neva lied...lol
but then again they found ya dead body by the dumpster lying/
teary eyes post mortem to say u died crying/ i'm lying; i beat ya a** for tryna jump on ME/
mad fiction/ ya only chance to win is by match fixin/
from all angles i be balling and 2 pointers i be shooting on ya gal whilst we sexin/ busted on her tits u bastard/
i gues u can relate to a mule/ u like attracted to donkeys and horses/
b4 i look dumber than you i guess i have to cut my losses!!
You know what this makes me think of?
"Not stupid. Clever, we. Throw ball. Hit ball. Run fast. Sports car buy. Lie with blonde women. Is good. Why we deserve not human status?"
From Hayibo.com: http://hayibo.com/articles/view/1110
thats a low blow on a icy winters morning yo...woooo...realtak.wack.com...you a bad man mr rob one..very bad man... ;D
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u can't claim fame by usin my name/
i'll let u and ya buddy to fight for the spot as my #1 fan/
u best to have a plan or stand firm like a man!!
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i blast past from last to first im all over
like iburst...all i need is a connek then
spin you like turntabels on a dj deck
now homy show respect before i neglect
my nice side imagine a train thats me denting
your pride so take it in your stride dont over step
like a oversteer of a car youll regrete and crash
nip you like a bud and ash...now here buy me some kush
but you supplying the cash...
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i blast past from last to first im all over
like iburst...all i need is a connek then
spin you like turntabels on a dj deck
now homy show respect before i neglect
my nice side imagine a train thats me denting
your pride so take it in your stride dont over step
like a oversteer of a car youll regrete and crash
nip you like a bud and ash...now here buy me some kush
but you supplying the cash...
You got a record deal off that? f*** outta here.
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dude..rob..slow down king...thats just some bullshit i be f***ing with for the sake of f***ing with...come on..i mean even the track that was on re-invention vol 2..i wasnt feeling the track but wanted to be on their...judgement day for me from you i guess hey...its not impossible to get a contract especially a laatie from the cape flats ekse..like you have so much to be flossin about...
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this lil reject tryna make an impact/
me, hip hop and my flow skills intact/ it's a known fact wud da losing team u made a pact/
i can understand u still battling wud how ur a** looks/ i tried to look, but Money not available(187)/ damn it be MADly irreplaceable/
broke beggars with whack swagger on my back with a blunt dagger/
yo homie if u a loner and u alone be sure not to step in my zone or i'll toss u over to tha dogs like a bone/
come get at me muthaf***az....
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im conceited for a reason that none of yall can match/
i penetrated the hardest parts of earth and i at many times, escaped death/
caused a lot of deaths by depriving people of their breath with what i rap/
too much intellect to last for forever, il only turn gay when god comes outta heaven on a ladder/
left him soulless with all the sickness then magistrates started shouting "murder"/
embrace my immortality like how u do to aspirin when u in pain/
cant even finish a verse without mentioning me i see?
get a life, got a bulk in my basement and its multispecies-like/
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if ima make impacts best believe i leave dents
like i leave the doors cashed up from my events
i roll with notes no rands and no cents haircut
strictly for my gents im creepy like branches
against your tents..f*** you emcees with egoz
f*** you up on the mic and call you ameegoz
aint rockin no cheenoz its loui or gucci...cant match my style
or my arms hootchie..
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what i have is what u missin/
i get cahs for dissin niggas about how they pissin/
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am set to amaze; as i blaze the breaks and halt niccaz rhyming in a case/ lock 'em safe in they place stop they rhyming for days/ i ain't about to change ma ways: but i hope God hear u when yall prays/ and him to keep ya enemies at bay/ but f*** it like hallucination in a schyzo; Moff in ya head permanently stays/ f*** wud ya brains/ be the thot giver and help u get paid!!
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"fffffff*** that"....to many fake f***s in my space
i dont give a f*** about coloure or race or the
skew nose on your face get me another beer from that case
and when you pour you better not waste i want all of that
black label taste copy then i paste so i can stay drunk
f*** a bitch in the back of a mini"s trunk just to show em
i aint no f***in punk....
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i blast past from last to first im all over
like iburst...all i need is a connek then
spin you like turntabels on a dj deck
now homy show respect before i neglect
my nice side imagine a train thats me denting
your pride so take it in your stride dont over step
like a oversteer of a car youll regrete and crash
nip you like a bud and ash...now here buy me some kush
but you supplying the cash...
You got a record deal off that? f*** outta here.
HAHAHA
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these dudes is real makaka man, some real garbage, sis!!!!
me back on your pc screen again/
been missin for sometime coz i was pissin on your mom/ ha ha
take notes when i rhyme/ what i spit moves faster than time/
i dont leave a normal life/ coz i breath with cocaine sniffin pipes/ :o
tests my soul n what u get is a ma**ive moral fail/
i rule the world like money in my bank account/
they call me mad coz i never lost a title fight/
they call u a fagg coz u were you trousers tight/ ha ha
and youz my fan coz u got me in your pozzie wall right?/
he he he!!!!
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i blast past from last to first im all over
like iburst...all i need is a connek then
spin you like turntabels on a dj deck
now homy show respect before i neglect
my nice side imagine a train thats me denting
your pride so take it in your stride dont over step
like a oversteer of a car youll regrete and crash
nip you like a bud and ash...now here buy me some kush
but you supplying the cash...
You got a record deal off that? f*** outta here.
yo i aint sayin im the best not by far cheeseboys...but yo if a dude is makin it and you aint...dont do the norm and hate...its childish and shows bad character...you like the rest ah dem ppl ...cant you say congrats and keep a space on the album...yara julle hoe nie daa vannie as n mense lane kopplelie...ne?
HAHAHA
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i rip out hearts nd still dance to the rythm of the beat//
u r a puppeteer and am the puppet master//
i ain't a self proclaimed rap master//
coz wen i step up to the mic i cause lyrical disaster//
i dont spit out shit coz ma mouth aint filled wit cow dung//
hope u learn frm this...who knws u miye score a record deal//
m.f im the illest.....
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I go beyond borders to sell ya’ll dope rhymes off street corners/
My lines only visualized by gynae’s on sonars/
Filled to the brim am about to deliver/ save the world wud my ill flow maneuver/
Fund raising and give it to ya like sum charity/
Money monger am a national entity/ no fakes am minted to purity/
My rhyme pages signed by the governor/
My business deals are an equivalent of a navy seals:
Cla**ified: not for public view like pronographic reels/
Who dares to match my skills when they fly off da shelves like anti depressant pills/
I got no price tag for my rhymes schemes not whack/
Yo blac: ur paper blank like ya account in the bank/
Its dat same sh!t I bring that turned ya wife to a skank…………..
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moff, pm me, lets do a track, we can make a great combination, pm me if you interested
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am no producer... du got a beat... if so, send it thru nd i'll use the stash i have to book me studio,wax my verse nd i'll send it bak for u to do ur verse... or u can wax ur verse and send me what u got....
i think my contacts be avail under my prof....holla front!!
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am no producer... du got a beat... if so, send it thru nd i'll use the stash i have to book me studio,wax my verse nd i'll send it bak for u to do ur verse... or u can wax ur verse and send me what u got....
i think my contacts be avail under my prof....holla front!!
cool, i got beats, lots of em, il record somethin on em and send em as you wish. dont disappoint me
mad!
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1... born to live up to mine.....u can take that 2 da bank......lol
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whoa...cats are making moves withou money...not right yo!@!!
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whoa...cats are making moves withou money...not right yo!@!!
no one excluded you, jump in, we can do this shit, ill be the head of the group
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u'd like to be the head yeah....nway bring it on...nd yep was wandering y him left u out... u the boy's role model....lol
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hahaha got that right homy..yo im down with this ish...how we gona go about it...should i record something and pm it to you...like i spit on a beat and leave space for 2 more 16 bars?..mad did you cop that vol 2 reinvention...im on there if you doubting...no 23 i think "cape side"
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hahaha got that right homy..yo im down with this ish...how we gona go about it...should i record something and pm it to you...like i spit on a beat and leave space for 2 more 16 bars?..mad did you cop that vol 2 reinvention...im on there if you doubting...no 23 i think "cape side"
yhea chef sent me that stuff, dude emailed like a 100 beats for me, i couldn't record nothing coz them links are blocked by the lab administrators so i told him to use another sites and dude just faded away, tried to reach out to him via pm's and more emails, but still dude couldn't pitch, si i was like "f*** chef" and then i started doing my own thing which i was doing for a long time. started compiling beats and making tracks, now i got like 30 something tracks loaded in my pc, so its mad up on this bitch, chef is a coward, he was afraid i was gonna murk the shit outta those beats, so he ran like a chicken. he knows im the best!
heres the deal, take one of chef's beat and spit over it, do a remix and email it to me, il do mine and send it to moff, after its done, we look at our differences and talk, maybe move forward with the initiative.
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maybe drop a mixtape wud AGIAN producers providing beats.....lol
hu diggs dis?
@ mad: forwad the beats, at least by the time u send what u already worked out then i got the feel of the beat....
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maybe drop a mixtape wud AGIAN producers providing beats.....lol
hu diggs dis?
@ mad: forwad the beats, at least by the time u send what u already worked out then i got the feel of the beat....
nucca those are clean beats, i was planning to firs spit and send them to you, but now u f***ing changing the rules, cool, il forward them now, u spit and return them
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I got too many skills so i share some online
im sick on da sheets, no fag bullshit
but i'll wax ur man and ur dime
fake niggaz take eternal naps between cold pine
im a gentle man let ur chick spazz before i cum
im too nice with words like halle berry spittin puns
f a 9 to 5 imma start a brothel from nuns
eraze 7:30 dimply coz im 187 and these r murderous times
u only comatise heads coz they bored with ur rhymes
stop with da suger dosage u on too much hype
some of yall will only blow up behind a kuduzela pipe
what explains ur money being short is u inheriting too much hight
im God's adopted son, u Satan's abandonment
when i rhyme i burn ur dna f*** ur celulose
u gots no game u might aswell turn to a pope
niggaz like u were born on a chair and barb wire f*** a rope
but u still cant hang, i keeps heads popin off
u lesbian stuck in an ugly man, a human scham
u and Caster got developed from a rotten sperm
what da hell, i run earth and the after life
using a mic, i jump into chest and parasuit with lungs
coz im fly....
Feel free to bite, raps elaborate in megabytes
when i think i block saterlights, shatter light
a**imilate my body structure with my shadows height
change tones then crack da earth quick, watch me drop shit
atomic, da tip dat got mutes to gossip
on sum he's on sum raw speech....
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I got too many skills so i share some online
im sick on da sheets, no fag bullshit
but i'll wax ur man and ur dime
fake niggaz take eternal naps between cold pine
im a gentle man let ur chick spazz before i cum
im too nice with words like halle berry spittin puns
f a 9 to 5 imma start a brothel from nuns
eraze 7:30 dimply coz im 187 and these r murderous times
u only comatise heads coz they bored with ur rhymes
stop with da suger dosage u on too much hype
some of yall will only blow up behind a kuduzela pipe
what explains ur money being short is u inheriting too much hight
im God's adopted son, u Satan's abandonment
when i rhyme i burn ur dna f*** ur celulose
u gots no game u might aswell turn to a pope
niggaz like u were born on a chair and barb wire f*** a rope
but u still cant hang, i keeps heads popin off
u lesbian stuck in an ugly man, a human scham
u and Caster got developed from a rotten sperm
what da hell, i run earth and the after life
using a mic, i jump into chest and parasuit with lungs
coz im fly....
Feel free to bite, raps elaborate in megabytes
when i think i block saterlights, shatter light
a**imilate my body structure with my shadows height
change tones then crack da earth quick, watch me drop shit
atomic, da tip dat got mutes to gossip
on sum he's on sum raw speech....
dude voetsek!!!!
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i figured out the buzz in this house and its members
we get along fine but underneath it all we contenders
because there aint no face to face we find
alot of pretenders with their own agendas.
e-image is everything untill the meet, with
suming em up based on how they greet
and the stance of their feet,their souljahs
front them in the street for fame cause ""
he got a name in the rap game and his beneficial"
...shame..did a few shows and your expectance?...a look or
a reaction?... but you dont get a fraction of the action
and it kills wish you had street credit like ill skills or j mills
bleh!!!
ps
not sure why im doing this..been a while 8)
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i hate this thread, it had potential to bring hungry mcee's to thr fore, but as it is, we just makin fools of ourselves postin material that be typed, not backin it with anythin else except that.
me, am the king of my castle, the mic can go to hell....just kiddin welcum back money, uneed to polish ya skill homes.
those lines shows ur weakness......lol
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wurd fam thanks reason for writing that is...just that...alot of cats front hardcore on the net and when they bust mics...they flukes...
i aint sayin im great or im ill...but i can bust..done seen sum ag homies on the mic and unimpressed to the say the least...anyway fam congrats on the baby yo..its a beautiful thing and embrace it to the max..the year i went thru this year was the best year ever..never thought having a baby would be this great...plus being an artist and a babydaddy does take its toll dawg..one!
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Check it i drop verses idolised by both sexes interjoind like a new version of caster semenya/ mcs acknowledge de danger,change directions claiming de path aint familiar/ i bring 99 problems to 187 mcs/ m lyk a genocidal doctor wit an infected injection da way i spread disease/ i flow with such intensity u dnt just feel it u can literaly touch it/ if yall leavin me out of dis collabo den yall be mistakin it/ its drudo droppin a verse dats out of dis world like i was alien
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stop, this stupid talk homy?...its
non-sense and taxing.. thought ag was for e-laxing
and face waxing?/..** ether...**/
like usher i let it burn
and if im wrong homy ill **make a u-turn**
no stress unless you.. press my chess
and leave me in a bloody mess...still i wont die!
imortalityzz burning in my eye, hatred sizzling
like meat on a braai ,tear dukts?they non existant
so i cant cry, had my emotions put on lay bye so i
dont try...
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yo, i burn holes in ya hoes/
for my peeps to peep me at my shows/
rowd the crowd with my ancient AGian sound/
am a fox/ my hound profound/ but am locked in a dogg pound/
rob ROB-1 of his pounds/
do my rounds around the cyber space as fast as sonic or the road runner/
for am a stunner/ a word gunner/
ya'll just mouth runners/
droolin ova my words moulded a bitch figure/
that is pure artistry with an element of mystica/
i stay on the throne for am the king nicca.......
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yo, i burn holes in ya hoes/
for my peeps to peep me at my shows/
rowd the crowd with my ancient AGian sound/
am a fox/ my hound profound/ but am locked in a dogg pound/
rob ROB-1 of his pounds/
do my rounds around the cyber space as fast as sonic or the road runner/
for am a stunner/ a word gunner/
ya'll just mouth runners/
droolin ova my words moulded a bitch figure/
that is pure artistry with an element of mystica/
i stay on the throne for am the king nicca.......
Sorry, who are you?
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yo dat was no diss.
i always say "name droppin is ba**ically marketing the other party"
freeflow and the ya name came up as i been bumpin ya ish for this past week.1
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Eyo u AG cats better take offence/ cos my blows be formidable death ur best defence/its Drudo the only cat droppin verses so complex scientists derailed to configure de science/i be the subject yall miscalculated and got burnt like a bad science experiment/ m dat undaground cat with flows so excellent/ U boys is all talk i can tell by de text lyricly yall culdnt reach climax/ nigas u b escapists ill put an end to ur matrix/ even ur rhyme scheme aint strong enaf u better try steroids/ i got a flow dirtier dan ur girl on periods/ my delivery ever deadly like abortion clinics / with every battle i role with a bunch of paramedics/ my style resides deeper dan de devil/ yall gon have to put ur hand inside dat pussy to be on my level
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all this big words and scientific names
shows you know not
cause you chillin wit lames
you think you get props for
when you droppin dem names
and still lay claims to words spat in these rap games
i exstinguish your flames
then ima drown your lyrics in the river thames
burst your eardrums leave u wit excrutiating pains
mutilatin brains smoking unheard of weed strains
take panado and inject it in your veins
***headacheless**
im at full speeed and im brakeless
dont give a f*** man im reckliss
respect this breakfast
crunch f*** in youll a up by the bunch...
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i smash a new hole to breath with in u nitwits
2010's linguest, skilled with sickness to raise goosbumps in Demons
the moster is back
i've been in the Kruger hunting Leopards on Elephant's back
a new world order of rap
the fact that i can impregnate a million women with a drop of my sperm
makes me fertile enough to spazz on a track
for record companies to arbort heads
by hiring them pop idols to promote their raps
thats equevalant to Monique Parker in swimming languerei straps
too much talk bout my thread well now that im back
prepare to see me drawn sharks in a fish pond with this text
i stay phat , for u picky girls-i keep 18cm under my belt
go to a bar if u want a sixpack
this is that gully streat rap
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while you smash new holes for air
im cementing battle cats deep in the earth by the pair
unleashing flesh eating demons thats been chillin in my lair
to mutilate your flesh untill your corps says "im bear"
i dont care i got a stone where my heart is
my bite potent like cpt fleas keeping it green more green
than fruit and veg peas ???
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im a biters digest
my cd should come with a menu
what writers draft best
should be on free public toilet tissue
truelly fresh after me its useless to hear the rest
when i was born time froze and God took a lunch break
u were created during agility measurement fo latex
i creamate heads remake kalabash containers
out of their heads
then celebrate with their silebit wifes
on my midnight plate, i fork em with a knife
but i rather body slamm sumos with phat rhymes
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i draft but in the form of em beers
huge jugs i celebrate it with em loud cheers
im never under pressure
even when it comes to my peers
i checked the menu
not impressed at all
thru the plate against the mother f***ing wall
who would eat this or "bite".. as you say..
who ever bit your words turned out mother f***in gay..
id say?...and what time frozen?
nicca at gods lunch break he made me...
the chosen...
told me you were incorrectly manufactered and needed bull dozen!
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Money u worthless, all about dirt raps thats y u underground
u equevelantt to Zim dollars dats y u not worth a pound
king o fthe mic
i'll zip loc ur mouth
cut out ur facial skin and make me gun pounch
f*** it i'll make a purse out of u
u dont draft nuttin u were created from alcaholism
whats new, another text freak takin chances in my avenue
f u n Badu, i'll call Tyrone
wit his girl drawnin in my squitin crouch
u pussy with raps get that tampon oout of ur mouth
i shift continents, u dont make moves
u a couch potato son
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oh no you didnt.....
i might be worthless and my raps dirty
yeah i was underground but left the water murkey got chased away cause i roasted cats and turned em into turkey its on nigga cause you just tried to murk me.....
you claim you the king of the mic yeah you suck dick well
i got that info from that homo that overpowered you in your own jail cell
and dont front cause i read a few letters you wrote him signd AKA your pen pal
but dont worry dawg i wont tell
i had your little sis suck my dick with sum parmalat caramel...hope you dont mind cause then she turned around and said f*** me from behind...wanting to piss you off cause i gunned her 1 pound at a time
ima stop the hate im in a ill mind state and wont stop
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Money u worthless, all about dirt raps thats y u underground
u equevelantt to Zim dollars dats y u not worth a pound
king o fthe mic
i'll zip loc ur mouth
cut out ur facial skin and make me gun pounch
f*** it i'll make a purse out of u
u dont draft nuttin u were created from alcaholism
whats new, another text freak takin chances in my avenue
f u n Badu, i'll call Tyrone
wit his girl drawnin in my squitin crouch
u pussy with raps get that tampon oout of ur mouth
i shift continents, u dont make moves
u a couch potato son
dope....can i gor like JR nd say: SHOW DEM, SHOW DEM!
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ths e-beef shit needs me
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ths e-beef shit needs me
do u wanna bet on it?!
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IM PHATER THAN MONICA PARKER WITH A DELI DISCOUNT
THE WAY I GET HEAD HOES SHOULD BE GIVIN BIRTH
RIGHT OUT OF DA BITCH MOUTH
I STAY SHARP
WHILE MAXIN CHILLIN I SPILT COUCHES
MY VOICE RINGS A BELL LIKE VIATNEM ANNOUNCEMENTS
FIRST THEY BIT ME NOW ITS TIME TO FEED NIGGAZ
ALL U GOOD FOR IS SWALLOW, TASTE THE SHELLS ON DA HALLOW END
THIS GOES OUT TO U AND UR MEN
UR CREW DROP SHIT SO U COULD SEE EACH OTHER BEND
DONE BATTLE IN SUNNYSIDE,JSEC AND SBK
TURN U TO A HUMAN TARGET WIT DA RAPS THAT I SPRAY
WE ALL TRYIN TO EAT
BUT SOME OF YALL NEED NESTLE
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WTF :o
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krimzin u amazed? kid u shud hear me spit, ag my threads n find ovt biatch
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the fat lady has sang/
a mourning tune at ur death nite/
just from that verse, i cud tell u lost ur birth rite/
u impotent fag/ even with ur dick in his mouth u cudn't make dat homo GAY/
watch what u say: for the same mic will go up urs when u bend/
R-I-P-ping emcee's; to me, has become a trend/
as seasons change i spring onto u like hayfever/
derail what u tryna deliver/ send ur shit back in the gutter hole it was spat/
u hoodrats best be warned for am that cat!!
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Moff gud job kid, u outstand money, keep it cool!
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BIRTH RIGHT...i give women the right to birth
ahead of my time
my lines disturb NASA networks
verses infect internet with viruses
to see if the net works, i diss a few nutmaggz for fun gagz
u scumbag, i face paint ur wife wit cum
while she juggles my nutsac
skew dick thats why u tryin to bust back
im the nicest next to me comes son then my shadow
i put a knife in u after u done posing ur taibo
then graffity the clouds with my name
from Cape to Cairo....(haaaaaibbo!!!!)
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krimzin u amazed? kid u shud hear me spit, ag my threads n find ovt biatch
Yezir...amazed...at how wack you iz :o
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billion hair who are you ?
you looking for freinds on the wrong site...ether...thats what you get here son...
my bank account large even tho i grew up in a garage and only heard music by alda barsch...now im in charge got 3 cars and 2 bikes im security no need for fence with spikes dont give a f*** about interest hikes or confused dikes...flip the script and keep it holy im saving bishes like i was a goaly...but at night i gag these hose like nick foely
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underground shit ya'll dig,its bound to bubble
those who dug it kno it rusted ur golden shavel
no rappers could do me
picure perfect poetry wit nuff volume to mute tumi
the chibba keeps me guffy
to pipe dreamers spittin for loochie
just refer to where jub jub is
nigga will be gabblin nobs til he's missin teeth
wether kneeling or trying to open da door with his hands strapped
Kanye got a male purse for u backpack rappers
Hymphathic's english is da reason they stil cal us kaffers
dont sign me my name spells damage
HHP's shows should come with a free sandwitch
amerture adults calling themselves pro kids
that leprocon will need a dictionary to fathom my diss
u made it one zip code, im a nuclear rhyme form
u were made in reharb for nymphos
my money lomger than Nveigh's arm
what i write can envade da UN's army
so stop testing u faggets
burn my scripts they turn to biological weapons
keep ur mouth close
so u wont have to pull out ur throet
ur dimes used tampon
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king of the mic...nah not me im just a hustler from cpt now all you who claim to be the ish in the game step to the plate and demonstrate before i padlock this hip hop gate and activate the timeless porthole to another dimension where the intension for re-invention is zero check me painting funny polital paintings like shapiro...
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king of the mic...nah not me im just a hustler from cpt now all you who claim to be the ish in the game step to the plate and demonstrate before i padlock this hip hop gate and activate the timeless porthole to another dimension where the intension for re-invention is zero check me painting funny polital paintings like shapiro...
Zapiro that is...
guy is very creative.
back to da verbal marathon gentz, hit me with bar or two...
wait how about u tell me what to rap about and i'll prescribe a topic for u...u...any one
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Ay, textceez *yawn*
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yo to the cats thats gona do this the first topic is :
no cure for wackness...
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the diagnose be sloppy raps from all this corcky acts
u penetrate em wit dope flows
but aint no healin that
coppy cats will buck when the ill is near
coz they suffer from a disease called the lackness to preservere
they raps stay hung over so i give em shots and they disapear
they wackness a sickness similar to bone baring wounds
so they try to catch a rap
but even a sheet as a bandage cant cover that
i autograph their nevers with my fingerprints
from a slight pad on the back
they stay patiant but cant my ills in rap
my prescription is to lift em til they vapourise hermisphere polluted gas
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yo N A post the next topic...
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I DREAM OF TOMMORROW!!!
...who got next
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i starb u da mic
make a necklace out of ur windpipe
i rips nys,beyond ur average
all about killin on head lines
like news coverage
metaphores i uproot, streat juice
battles u never wins
pussy u come 2(too) loose like like a prostitute
i gets guffed suit up for booze
when i kick it tear da club wit enuff hype
to comatose a mule
...what it do!!!
any challengers
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i multiply like rabbits in breeding season
for no reason.. i stay burning the heethin via
spiritual cleaning.. im the meaning.. of a true solo runner f*** a
crew i was in one and i hardly grew
stayed stagnent like old moulded brew stayin high on strains of weed that barely grew no money in the bank no honey gone get withtchu...get money fool!
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Na runs sht, yo thats hard dude. money and krimzin are faggz
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Na runs sht, yo thats hard dude. money and krimzin are faggz
Peace god, this is jus stuff i write @ work.
yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaggggrrrrrrrrrrreeeeee eeeeya
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Money da crew wasnt a set back
u didnt grow coz ur flow slacks
u heamaphrodite but u still cant get 1 sex
broken english i break it down
da other dude i dont even wanna mension
he reppin like this is kerioki sessions
his raps need viagra
nigga too sweet there's oros in his heart
i murder ya'll and start a francise sellin ur families body parts
WWWWWWWWWhat
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NA you under arrest for being wack..for thinking what you wrote was actually an attack and getting props from the fag swag?.. made it worse now ima jack both of youlls perse and leave youll 69 style in a hearse..this is str8 faggatory fool but i understand and sympathize cause its in your gene pool but yet you still flawnt...how can you actually think that i wouldnt wana taunt...
your whole career as am emcee is an epic fail and you should go to jail for mis-reppin..now get to the steppin cause im bettin this is the bar that im settin now bring the heat cause i left a burning trail when i left long street!!
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sounds like u got hormo phobia
i split ur mouth open with a bear trapp
and fill ur body with spittin cobras
this shit was over from the four bars that i droped
u that type of snitch that gets molested by cops
ur gal got more balls than u
im cold hearted, i spark shit
and leave the mic with swine flue
im not just nys, im better than u times ur crew times two
black trash, garbish is what u be about
faggot ? when u sneeze cum ooze out
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hahaha...NA..."im speechless"
as i wrote im speechless like starbelly sneeches without a star walking on beaches...i evoke the spirit of the dead creatures to evlove into preachers preaching to teachers being kept alive by demon fed leeches...my dungeon echoes with screams of murderous dreams in obscene scenes of faggots like NA being eaten for wearing skinny jeans...by any means i beams via waterstreams filling ravines to the brim.....subscriber not available now enter your sim!!!
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Na stay winning, Na im the only dude that murkd u, this f***er mali is dead
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Na stay winning, Na im the only dude that murkd u, this f***er mali is dead
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are you 4real greek or you just one of NA groupies like the fag swag?...seems like NA gotz niccas dick ridin ....nah son this homo ish gotza stop main its gettin creepy...im no homophobic i just dont like men who dick ride each other...cause i dont think NA murks shit man...
im trippin what happen to AG?
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i see people backing up wack mczz..cause they stuck on their knees ;D
niccas please!
i would admit defeate but NA cant even rap on his feet..spittin next to the beat keeping the masases stuck in their seat..your lyrical content is a mess like a 1year olds play room...ima heat you up and put you in a clay tomb...dont a**ume since you havent seen my resume..now give me a worthy verse cause you bore me...
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NA where you hiding..cause im seeking..
still got an a**-wippin and a beating.. called your fam.. to fill up the seating.. to watch the fatal defeating and warned them no eating...you run your mouth so much talking about such and such..no-sense nonsense.. all of the above.. i shine brighter than mjzz glove yet you still aint got love..accept the fact that you wack double the meaning you on crack or smack..tainted vision.. off target no precision..
im one of the elite division..now stop this dumb attacks with no harmful effects..you just hatin as you form part of the rejects...
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LOL
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LOL
ooooh..i want to believe that you busy...lol
is the only thing you could say...nah you must be busy kid...im waiting..
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LOL
ooooh..i want to believe that you busy...lol
is the only thing you could say...nah you must be busy kid...im waiting..
t Money my broda from anada mother, plis stop!! ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
on that WWE pay per view ish/
2 on 1 handicap match/ burn u out like my weekly dose of hash/
NA the ghostwriter nd MOFF ya rhyme master/
ama teach u how to be an emcee/ become RAH the indian God/
shoot my arrow to instill the hip hop love in ya heart/
that's a start/ then help u formulate words into rhymes/
for the 2nd part/ wild ya imagination to be a genius yet a retard/
from the way u post 1 can tell u've had 1 up ya a** stuck in hard/
MOFF stands Guard/ ready to snipe on the whackness that degrades AG!1
f*** u mayn....stay clear from us before u make us catch this disease u have.....WANKER!!
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lemme repeate how you and Na stay beat..
this keyboard is but 1 of many tools i use to a**ault you faggz..if it aint you then its NA that naggz...now listen or rather read when i say or type that we can settle this e-battles via skype tonight under my lava lamp light who like me keeps shining bright so dont get a fright at the sight of hip hops underground knight..come closer and see or rather sea how i runs the backstreets of cpt...want grade come get sum or would you rather sit and watch NA put a 2lt bottle up his bum heres a sum but can you count if i say give me this or that amount?mathematical error cause being faggz on ag must be a terror..!!
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y'all giving me smack/ eat crap
u wastin ur time like taffic officials
seing a tortois and setting up speed traps
with a double edged blade imma remove ur knee caps
im comin behind u after overlapping u pa** wit three laps
battle rappers r microscopic to me
wanna ta**le for a fee/i'll make u broke in a minute
and throw bullets in da hole u use to pee
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y'all giving me smack/ eat crap
u wastin ur time like taffic officials
seing a tortois and setting up speed traps
with a double edged blade imma remove ur knee caps
im comin behind u after overlapping u pa** wit three laps
battle rappers r microscopic to me
wanna ta**le for a fee/i'll make u broke in a minute
and throw bullets in da hole u use to pee
you call this retaliation,how pathetic
im murdering you via keyboard telekinetic..cant match this lyrical batch of words im takin a piss so you and Moff G gotta catch this urinal verbs you not smokable like wet herbs youll get f***ed up when you roll in the burbs...
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Tyrone i shit on your throne
u drown in my spit coz u got vergine lungs
i can tell by ur flow
ur rhyme scheme is equevilant to nusery rhymes
u such a bitch you'll get sodomized by a dime,
im pure horror, soapies make u swet
and dat Moffy nikka aint G unless it stands for Gay
his worth Zim dollas to da pounds i get
lyrical spray leave ya'lls bodies looking like fish nets
u not a lyricist u a bitch nigga thats y u keep a pad
money thinks his a pimp coz his got two hands on his dick
u and moff can make caste Siminya off springs
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imma spit dope rap tha'll burn these fibre optics/ causing on u optical illusions/
i see u my fan who plays ma critic/ i dig the spirit/ so please do keep it/
i won't buy it/ am too scenic when am spraying up the magnetic/
attractin ya bitches/ when i pa** on by/ them touch nd scratch on them douches/
am the Gynaecologist/ killin on emcees compiling up a list/
ya'll jotted up there amongst the 1st/
this no beef or lyrical test/ am just showing am the best/
u can talk shit/
run your mouth/
sing your lungs out/
ama leave u bitter than a stout/
my verbs so hot they give u a pout/
shorty pants u a girly scout/ selling cookies/ online freebies/
shit to appease these kids/
real emcees will tell u whack/ that's why i won't even waste my breath/
i'll just give u a bitch smak!!
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WAIT A MUNITE HOLD THE f*** UP! 8)
youll cant rap for shit not on the mic or this site?nothing sounds rhymy..dam fam :-[
you call this rapping or worse...rhyming?
call me toyota cause i got that variable valve timing in the form of an e-grandpa im f***ing up your stomach lining..i would accept a loss but not at this wack coss.. i aint rick ross but you can address me as the boss now get lost before i puke ma duke your rhymes aint harsh but rather cute so i suggest you put your keyboard on mute..cause its out of tune i bring the heat to the both of youlls cities in the heart of june i run solo no platoon...now hit me with some rhyme and content...kanala..please...
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oh ya and cats....MOFF G AnD NA...i see alot of repeats in your rhymes...be original my nyegaz.. 8)
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to see dat we repeat lines u must be studieying my rhymes
u'll get a MBA for being a copy cat all da time
which stands for Miff Bitch a**- kid im ahead of ur cla**
after i finish counting 20ks at work
y wld i waste time responing to u jurk
i throw a slap dat put a lump in ur nerve
u half a** bitch, u dont have nuff balls
i murder so many cats satan will resign
u only smoke heads with a joint in ur mouth
i stomp game wild u'll need girraf legs to walk da talk
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can i get a mother f***in witness....dude you were entertaining but now you just as i always say...wack!!!!
you follow trends while i set them yeah i spit flem and its real thick thats why i stay sick you pompiss prick, ima change shit up and dip you in jik what now...you think you the ish laugh out loud as i eat you like my chicken dish...i dont like fish maybe you do maybe after this you might go into your room and do some voodoo...booboo....be quiet you little worm before i make you e-skirm....
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:P
u straight garbish, talk too much shit
dats y ur toothbrush looks like the one i use to clean da toilet with
u little f*** quit
i got fingers bigger than ur dick
puchlines force u to swallow ur teeth
u suck like fellatio
on a scale of 5 mics u not worth a fraction bro
watch me smoke tyrone
eatin my left overs is da only way a dog like u will get a bone
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oh no! :o :-X :-[ :P ::)
you suck like a pro bro, you imagine when you
hold the mic its a dildo.. :Pi f***ed you up lyrically
already and if i didnt i will doh...your raps blow
i bet if you try to entertain a crowd youll get booed
off your own show, you f***in homo...f***in with money is a no
no doh doh!...i got mad flow, if you hatin tune in tonight to the
ready d show, 7:30pm on ghfm and if you still hat-en
after the cypha youll rethink your strategy and start
the hand shakin.. 8)
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im gettin bored uuhh but let torture these hoes
ya'll niggers bitch made, hide your cameltoe
in da amry ur duty would be to wash dishes
test da god Wun8 then end up missin
livest raps never slept on
i tie ur hands to ur legs and feed u used tampons
u a gynacologist a faget by profession
skillz i kick real deep
y call urself money when da only R's u got is on Kels CD
ur style is dull ur shadow got more life spectrum than u
wet u wit a desert storm so u kids can get CLUE!!!
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i dont even have to reply and ill be king o da mic
now get on your knees and kiss my pinky ring you hamaphroditic dyk..
NA 1 8, i realise dat you fulla hate...you need the lord son...while im killing shows you aint killin none...not one...nor 8 word play god stick uit...we can relate but you refuse i think its cause you were abused..
mi-used and your childhood dreams now confused...
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hol up a**holes
fiery words to leave yall in smokes/
f***in toasts/ ya'll break-my-fast/
wun8 as much as u devour emcees/ ii know u obsessed wif watchin ya weight/
an obese mutha vocabulary no longer has space/
i won't even trample on the money cos shit got no taste/
broke niccah wif a dream to be rich is a fake/
so i say up yours/
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i put both my middle fingers up..one for each of you and yip being broke is nothing new but my bills are never overdue, i always got ciggz and petrol in my car, got some cash in the week to spoil a honey at the bar..now take your que and shut your mouth...this is money reppin for the dirty south..hate all you want ill just kick back and light this blunt
im kinda excited by this here ag king o da mic hunt..did you say devour? i think you mistaken cause the only thing youll do is couer at the hour..i dont need to diss im not here to prove myself im rich in words thats my wealth..
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yeah yeah...MOFF G is here:
i figured we been typing nd posting lyrics on this thread for long now nd seems no 1 takes note of that, so i decided to up the cyber-cipher up a lil notch. i dun made an MP3 for ya punks to respond back at...no more typing i wanna hear that yep cats got tha flow nd can really do the battle rhymes ova the beats.
your own beat selection, your own free scribbles nd show us what ya made of.
i'm dun postin lyrics at ya'll so imma post this: LINK REMOVED/?m1zzgzaywkj
DO NOT RESPOND BACK WITH TYPED VERBS!!!!