MC TrikstR wrote:yeh im rapping for the GB (GREAT BRITIAN)/
unlike some who post **** thats pre-written/
a skill you need to learn is 'freestyle'/
i move in all directions im vile, elite and of course versatile/
once in a while you could at least make it worthwhile/
this aint a diss its a fact/
just keep intact/
cos i aint hit witha full impact this just an abstract/
i aint attacked and you already cracked?/
ok 1st of all half of that didnt even rhyme/
and you battle some1 who is far sublime/
rapping career in prime/
fuc|< n!gger this aint gnna be a crime/
it'll be judgment day/
but to your dismay im here everday/
beaming bombs array and im here to stay/
and me you wana protect?/
well with out disrespect/
amazing abilty like mine you need to collect/
before i even think of you to select/
anytime 1,2,3 ill have you wreck'd/
2ndly they'll never be a end to the TrikstR/
im repping on the mixer/
spinning severly causing a twister/
i wouldnt like to kick your ass twice/
so alow me to be precise/
i could byour agony aunt telling you all your problems and giving you advice/
all you need to do is QUIT/
you cant defeat a legit/
so of this site you gotta peg it /
anything you submit/
is to wack for me to transmit/
so run along/
cos on this you dont belong/
next time ya try n curse a smile out of ya purse like style/i will knok you to tha ground so ya "verse-a-tile"/And child.../ ya sound is really startin to rott /like wild bound roots... in a garden pott/Quit,leg it, peg it, SUBMIT, now what the fuc.k's with it?/ no one really gets it, so isuggest you fuc.king QUIT IT/have you got any emcee energy or spirit/ cos if you do.. i dont "feel" like im near it/ya raps sound like ya new to this game.. you should hear it/perhaps thats why i should go ezy on tha pain.. cos ya fear it/my letters are sown together like Dri-za-bonE leather/yours try to run away from your own shreddar/its like you have just started to rap/why the fuc.k em i battlin dis handicapp?/"Tricksta, mixa then twister"/why dont you come up with a new fuc.kin mixture/you just put words together at the end of your lines/and would never take on tha task of puttin a bend in ya rhyme/have a read over what ya just wrote/and if ya believe thats rap, i QUOTE// i burn, while you turn, you need to learn and earn. go away, its not your day, you need to pay this man with the acid spray.snap ya finga bone, as ya reach for tha phone, cos i dont condone those who love a "bone"....THEN THAT CRAP WAS RAP!!/come on man, ya rhymes arn't even inttelectual/so i dont see how any one can even find the credible/my last line now, but why retire?/Ive already put enough holes in you to count as fly-wire/
