King Jay777
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 11:03 am
Call me so so deffa than Jermaine dupri
You gotta listen muthaf*cka to wut you wut you sayin ta me
from listenenin im hearin that you claim ta be
Betta than my boy disasta so f*ck you YTZ
You can suck my dick wile im pissin
i dont even listen ta ya shyt to know who the **** im dissin
So sit back lay back cuz its tyme fa payback
Im bout ta rip you ta shreds you fake bitch so dont say that
you betta than Me, you see where it got Jeezy
He's in his grave still talkin shyt cuz he dont believe me
you wanna go inta denniall, cuz a my sylable rap style?
Ill thin you out like a nail file, so dont touch that dial
cuz im not dun, this is to much fun
cuz dont even be talkin like you got a f*ckin gun
cuz you dont, you so poor yo cant afford ta spare a dolla
Ask anybody on this site, on the mic, im like a rot whilla
So post up, you know wut? just dont to shyt, just wait pattiently
ima have ta say that, shyt, basically
you a retard on tha mic, talkin bout Disasta's a Disasta?
F*ck that why dont you say that disastas a bastard
but you know wut? thats why i walk all ova you bitches
Im vicous, im giant, yall mc's just migits
Im hornet, and ima only sting when im cornered
so ima only sucka punch and swing witout warnin
and swing ta knowck sumbuddyz f*ckin head off
Cuz if you get up i wont get anutha chance ta let off
I knew that sumday grow Up, ta be a killa
Go nuts, and just get rilla
So f*ck, dawg i dont feel ya
So wut the f*ck im a gorilla
Go ahead, slap my mom slap tha f*ck outta her
sHe cant sew you she wouldnt getta buck outta ya
And when you walk outa tha court you gonna be hit wit hollow tips
Jeezy's in his grave and YTZ's just been ripped
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DJBattlefield
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 02:15 pm
did pro choke???
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DJBattlefield
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 02:57 pm
King Jay777 wrote:
Call me so so deffa than Jermaine dupri
You gotta listen muthaf*cka to wut you wut you sayin ta me
from listenenin im hearin that you claim ta be
Betta than my boy disasta so f*ck you YTZ
You can suck my dick wile im pissin
i dont even listen ta ya shyt to know who the **** im dissin
So sit back lay back cuz its tyme fa payback
Im bout ta rip you ta shreds you fake bitch so dont say that
you betta than Me, you see where it got Jeezy
He's in his grave still talkin shyt cuz he dont believe me
you wanna go inta denniall, cuz a my sylable rap style?
Ill thin you out like a nail file, so dont touch that dial
cuz im not dun, this is to much fun
cuz dont even be talkin like you got a f*ckin gun
cuz you dont, you so poor yo cant afford ta spare a dolla
Ask anybody on this site, on the mic, im like a rot whilla
So post up, you know wut? just dont to shyt, just wait pattiently
ima have ta say that, shyt, basically
you a retard on tha mic, talkin bout Disasta's a Disasta?
F*ck that why dont you say that disastas a bastard
but you know wut? thats why i walk all ova you bitches
Im vicous, im giant, yall mc's just migits
Im hornet, and ima only sting when im cornered
so ima only sucka punch and swing witout warnin
and swing ta knowck sumbuddyz f*ckin head off
Cuz if you get up i wont get anutha chance ta let off
I knew that sumday grow Up, ta be a killa
Go nuts, and just get rilla
So f*ck, dawg i dont feel ya
So wut the f*ck im a gorilla
Go ahead, slap my mom slap tha f*ck outta her
sHe cant sew you she wouldnt getta buck outta ya
And when you walk outa tha court you gonna be hit wit hollow tips
Jeezy's in his grave and YTZ's just been ripped


nice spit yo
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DJBattlefield
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 02:59 pm
oh well i outties, might check in over the weekend, but proberbly wont post nufin till next week,

top everyone, GET BLAZED, GET DRUNK, SELL SKUNK, PIMP BITCHES, what ever ya'll be doin over xmas,

Holla
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King Jay777
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 03:00 pm
THX dawg
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WWA Wigga With Attitu
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 03:11 pm
Yo this is rhyme numba' 7/
im still thinkin 'bout my buddy up in heaven/
only if you knew J/
you would know what i want to say/
when that nigga had his bullet proof vest/
he shot Jamaul right in the fuckinn chest/
not one slug or two slug but four slug/
i still can't believe it even though i saw his grave dug/
sometimes i wish it were me instead/
because i hat the fact that he is dead/
i wish they could trace the bullet back to that gun/
so that i could see that ass hole try to run/
i always think about him and i start to cry/
and wish that i would just roll over and die/
but then my girlfriend gives me a hug and a kiss/
and lets me know that it's okay that i miss/
but i wont sit here and waste your time/
just for to sit there and listen to me rhyme/
about my buddy who died and went to heaven/
just wait for rhyme nuber 11.
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da proffesor
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 04:42 pm
yo
im here sorry dj i had some **** 2 do
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da proffesor
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 04:43 pm
anyways heres my verse
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da proffesor
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 04:48 pm
spit back whenever
after he drops, only explained votes please

DJ B Smart 'Move Ya Jaw's I'll Have Ya a BATTEFILED 'Tart'..
I'll Make This Bitch Jump Out His Seat Like a Shoppin Spree At The Flea-Mart.///

Looks At This Frail-Ock, Suckin On Every Single Exposed Males-Cock
Faggot, I'll Have Yu 'Stamp'ed And Shoved Inside Of A 'Mail-Box'!! ///


Touch a dick with lustful licks till the illness bust his lips
He'll be "Dick Rydin my lines", and then, he'll be "Phuk-N-Sik///////

you're verse about to "die" cause imma bout to "flatten ya lines"//
imma shatter ya lines cause your whole verse is comical
compared to an emcee like you my abilities are astronomical//

I'm Endin This..You Can't Diss This
Leave Ya Face Unravvled Like Early Christmas..Jus Finished My 'Hit-List''..
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mintsportman
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 06:28 pm
yo i'm back.
and rdy to make u pack.
this is gunna be funny jack.

watch me serve u Very Happy
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mintsportman
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 06:34 pm
man JEEGZY this rap all ur gunna do is feel this pain,
its not even gunna be a disaster,
its gunna be a fatal strike,
no escapin the rath of this hit,
its gunna be like a murder rate,
Sweet Gs play the game and shoot to thrill,
Runnin free through the trash, dressed to kill,
i'm going to step back,
and i'm gunna watch this bomb track,
I'll mail to you in hell,
and u'll be long lost in the wishing well,
I'll make the toast, your done n i'll raise the glass,
Just a few words to kick you in the ass,
hell yea motherfuckers let's rock,
With the G yes I dig n won't stop,
Back on the scene like a fiend four beats,
ain't slept in weeks,
Got too many freaks,
Seen too many geeks,
o **** was one of them u :O
Try to rock the rap.
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Mr Insane
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 07:08 pm
Baby bok wrote:
none of yall god emcees not close to the lord
im rich in skills to expensive for you to afford
your rhymes are like elevator music they got me bored my mind is like a treasure waiting to be explored you get skipped in the circle your always ignored i caught your team sleeping they even snored the rain started to flood thunder came down and stormed your wack just thought you needed to be informed they say im so dope that i had to be reformedammo of skills amd my heart just for the war you cant think no more just because your brain is tired and sore im the king of this jungle cause im a lion that roars i do this form the heart what else will i do it for i havent even spit my best lines yet just waits for whats instored
i the most anticipated in chi ill they just screaming for more my thoughts are leaking it constantly pours lyrics are so hot they burn threw your pores
you guys act sweet and delicious like smores
im posting up on the block just wating for beef
if you talk out of mouth youll be eating your teeth
you best to keep your long ass verse brief
before youll be hanging from your shoelaces on the street your only hot cause a suntan but you really consume no heat accept your LAND JUST WALK AWAY AND ACCEPT DEFEAT


you callin me poor, man you make me bored,
i just wanna snore and go through it like ur whore,
she's so fat and sore, she makes me feel unassure,
that im ready for the score, that im postin on the board,
im 1-0 in this battle, try and stop me see what happens,
i just maight have to try actin, for relief fast actin tinactin,
the only way im going to admit defeat, is if you down and talk to me,
tell me in the man, i run this land and play to buy it like stan,
that last rhyme was pretty good, cant diss it, cause i can't beat it,
so listen up and let me try to reanylize,
reformendammo, WTF?,
sounds like a homo damn man no caprendo, suck my dick you loco,
i will bite off your ear, for tysons growin near,
floatin like i was ALI, boi step in the ring wit me,
fu*k wit me and see who the real champ be..
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Mr Insane
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 07:08 pm
yo baby sorry it took so long didn't have time to post bak yesterday...
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Mr Insane
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 07:21 pm
i think u won that round... lol wat u think
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DJTREY
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 07:30 pm
damn insane u killed him on dat 1 man
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Mr Insane
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 07:32 pm
lol u think... lol i misspelled alot of **** in it lol so some of the words are wrong.... lmao but ok dog thanks...
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DJTREY
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 07:38 pm
a rate my raps lemme no how im doin errybody(xept jeezy ytz and mintsportman) 1-10.
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Mr Insane
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 07:40 pm
aight hit it playa...
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DJTREY
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 07:46 pm
nah i meant my previous ish ima b rappin latr cuz i dont feel like rappin now
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M Jeezy
 
  1  
Reply Wed 21 Dec, 2005 08:28 pm
Oh yeah Mintboy you's a baddy
You f---in' peppermint patty
Go back to your daddy
Roll up a fatty and hang upon ya tree o' shame
You fricken candy cane

Son, get ready, yeah kid get ready
Unh, yeah, get ready fo' this, kid, yeah get ready fo' this...

Man I ain't sportin' no chinchilla
This is my real fur I'm a f---in' gorilla
This is geurilla warfare, you in the crosshares
I get more here, you's gettin' lost heres
I'm a Tarzan in a concrete jungle
Ya whole family can get it, even ya uncle
You talk gangsta like you a new Easy E
But murderin' you is easy, B,
Kid you can't see me, hidin' in the trees
I come in the night when nobody sees
First go ya shoulders, then go ya knees
Ya blood pressure building? I know it's hard to breathe
I don't need no gun ta make ya head leak out that cheese
It's like I spit one verse and you leakin' out ya teeth
I bust a rhyme, and you bust a nut
You suck it down like you a self-obssessed slut
The only thing gettin toasted here is you
The only glass you raisin' is that window you
Hangin' out of by them raggedy shoes
You can beg for mercy but I can refuse
Cuz the sight of that pavement might be scary, dude
But all I see is ya ankles and that makes me amused
Son, hell don't get mail, but ya coffin gets nails
I know when ya nerves go bust it can get hard to feel
Hell's like a prison, held without bail
You can bring ya bricks, but you won't make a sale
I rock the rap, I rock the rap
I bring a hammer to ya head and go tap tap tap
Man you gettin' ready for a real long nap
I'll make you a syrup I'll tap you for sap
You an animal I'll kill it
Cut me a steak and grill it
You a deck o' cards I'll deal it
You just grist ok I'll mill it
Oh, man I'll make you feel it
And we gon' make a video
Gon' show the whole damn city yo
Who gon' play you?
It'll be Fitty yo
Naw, it gon' be Diddy yo
Naw it gon' be fitty hoes
One for the one you came from, son
Two for the Jew who shot your foreskin off wit a gun
48 fo' the ladies who wouldn't give you none
And who gon' play you?
You can play yo'self
Cuz even a cadaver can get dealt with the shells
Kid this is lyrical violence
I got it down to a science
Even when I'm not tryin I bust heads with just words,
Your ears leakin pourin that whey and them curds
You got a bomb track? I bomb you like Iraq
Tear you apart like Afghanistan, you minty minty candyman
This rap's kinda long, I hope you could follow
Each verse is like a clip, each word is a hollow
Don't know what you sendin' me to hell with in that rhyme
But I hope you gangsta enough not ta have a permit fo' dat nine
Cuz you gotta be at least half-literate when they give you dat paper to sign
Or you could just bring ya siggy pre-made, contrived
Like you plagiarize, and dig raps out of the archives
Ya turn kid, I took you for a ride
Go head, spit, kid, take a dive
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