just battle who evers willing to battle dazza
sup room i'm new i'm 16/f/wi
Dazza_Boyz wrote:Back and ready to flow,
That rhyme you spat and iv just read just really didn't go,
You see at the end you said you ready to shoot your gun,
But is that it you ain't ready to go one on one?
You see your line in there ain't your, don't deny it,
You got help off someone and don't you know it,
Killa r i seen you real spits there nothing like that,
Don't care what you spit coz i'll always react,
You think trying to diss multiple people brings you fame,
i tell you something you got it twisted, thats insane,
You see DISS me all you like if thats what you call it,
coz all i see is some punk ass kid who all envius on it,
You think you some gangsta? i tell you something,
You ain't no gangsta coz you got your boyz bumming,
Your crew don't back you up so why you think they do,
They leave you burning up with a fever, i pass on the flu to you,
Don't ever send me threats, they don't do anything for me,
You see i rap about real things not all faults and imaginary,
You see thats the difference between you and me,
I can acctully do this you can't even begging to emcee,
Killa R you a waste of my time, NO JOKE at all,
You think you on cloud nine? up there so tall,
Guess what?
No you really ain't coz you that bad,
Spit back at me again and i will find it damn well sad,
Killa r stop spitting crap
Peace
Dazza Boyz
Anybody just spit back on this lyrics to see if anybody got good lyrics
I done messed wit Tha Gangsta but I ain't dead yet
you just a private in tha field, i'm a seasoned vet
i'm winnin this **** so niggas place your bet
cuz gangsta is more played out than an old cassette
dawg, how you gonna blast me when you ain't got no strap?
you leak tha truth more in your raps than broken radiator cap
just get a pen and pad and place tha **** upon your lap
write it down and fire back at me when got a decent rap
because nigga i'm far from incest, i'm simply tha best
ask your girl, I sucked both tha breasts on that bitches chest
go put your cap gun back in your wooden toy chest
before these slugs bust your vest and leave you a mess
I movin up nigga, gettin higher than Chris Tucker
soon you'll be kissin my ass so you better start to pucker
got tha nerve to call me a fag but your tha gay one f*cker
cuz you go down more than George Carlin on a trucker
Yo! Stop staring and me fool quit with the gay smiles,
Ill knock your ass out even if i was blind like Ray Charles,
Ill be in huRR like Luda disturbing the peace in this mother fu*k
God dam your mummas ass is as wide as a Mack Truck!
Triple X Throw back lac in the back of my Crib,
you even thinkin bout bout breathin on it, ill bust in ya ribs,
i be armed and dangerous with a price on my chest,
you niggaz be stalking me like them po po the pests
i be ridin round in a 4 Seater look at my rims as they Glister,
I aint sick like you, it aint your mum in the back, its ya sister,
she likes to bounce up and down on my lap like she on a saddle,
screamin out the name of the tattoo on her back, DJ BATTLE,
HiNaKeN! you chat bare ****
I'm speaking the truth bitch and i ain't the first to admit that you chat ****
So please stop rhyming coz you can't rhyme, just submit
Or please just quit and go and sit down
Coz you know HiNaKeN, Dazza Boyz hold all the **** down
Were the best in the game i was with the crown
HiNaKeN your the weak boyz with the weak sounds
Coz i'm an ill mc called Dazza
Murkin me, nah your not able!
I spit, i'll barz and swing bare barz
And i'll choke you up with a cable
I'm an ill mc called Dazza
Murking you, Oh yes i am able!
I spit, i'll chats and swing bare bats
And i'll fling you over that table
HiNaKeN you chat bare breezy
Faggot your not a soul survivor like young jeezy
So why do you think you are?
Just looking at your ugly face, makes me feel bare queezy
Dazza Boyz
Fine you got yourself a battles but will battles you 2moz coz i need food and sleep so peace out
Dazza Boyz
bullshit dawg..... but w/e anyone wanna judge?
i'll judge ya shi killa r
ight anyone down to battle right now?
ill judge dis sh!t too, yessirr
well go ahead i'l get back at u in a min
The entire board will witness me killing u cos my flow's a mystery
After this, mask all traces by deleting ur internet folder's history
Dcon pays cash for spunk. Left depressed like he were smashed and drunk
Beating me at my own game will never happen like getting Ashton PUNK'D
Be a gangbang h0e....so u'll have more 'pricks' on u than a cactus
Dam u know this verse is sick even though to me "this" is practice
Rupture ur nasal column so blood from ur nose will not stop drippin'
With this hot style I repeat blows to ur face with rock spittin'
I have mentally exhausted ur mental cos my rap's so big & demeaning
Spend two days reading my work & u still could'nt figure the meaning
Dcon trembles in fear and resemble a queer. So hide like cowering men
Lyrically I'm better than u a million times to the power of ten
I'm eclectic with contests, cos I've perfected this concept
Ur obviously in denial cos u havent accepted this loss yet
My work has u 'frozen to the spot' like the effect of 'winter on roots'
Have u 'shaking in ur shoes' like 'epileptics in Timberland boots'
killer r that was sh!t,
you lost already
killer r you foney, delete ya profile from this webstie
battlefield was that a compliment? if not spit somethin back
wtf im 10 times better then u spit somethin fool
im not even rippin against you let him reply first
