Baby bok
 
  1  
Reply Tue 3 Jan, 2006 11:12 am
i was fucked up on sat. i got to get back to work
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Baby bok
 
  1  
Reply Tue 3 Jan, 2006 11:51 am
yo man i just broke up wit my girl but life still goes on been making me think that i was the fucked up one maybe take up the gun put it to my head pull the trigger now i'm dead rid of all my problems not a thing to worry bout. look i'm sorry for the decisons you made sometimes i thought you just wanted my money hour after hour did you think you were in power you fucked wit my mind make me wanna jump off a tower

man i'm to pissed to finish i'll do it later
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Dazza Boyz
 
  1  
Reply Tue 3 Jan, 2006 12:22 pm
Yes i back on the mics

This nigga ain't got figures, just a claimer, he ain't hot,
About as hot as the skeet mustache on his bitch i dropt,
This nigga stay cropped, like cornfields ******* with me,
My rap game agricultural, im cutting down this 'corny' nigga breed,
Slicing him like bread, whatch him bleed when atrain come up,
**** running up, "Lyrical Disater" too ******* slow to get his gun up,
I just walk up, smack the bitch in the face a couple times,
Then keep hitting because he stunned like when i use double rhymes,
You in trouble with yo' lines, **** you can't cope with mine,
Kid mine so 'dope' they like 'crack' lines, yours....you just trying,
Because i rhyme prime rib, yous like minumum grade loaf,(*)
How you gonna be big as me, when you ain't show growth?
Stitch copped a line from my user headline ya loser,
I abuse emcees and wackies like you, I'M the true bruiser,
You like police cruisers, can't hang with the fast and furious,
Ya flow little known, my heat famous known and notorious,
This story is glorious, how i ripped them holes in stitch,
can't wait to retell it.... ironic ya name Lyrical with SHITER,
Boulders stop when they get to the base of the hill,
Your raps just reached rock bottom, i know you know that feel,
Don't talk momentum, bitch you lost i'm dissin a wack emcee,
Well i guess with that definition im a breeder of hypocrisy,
So i'll stop ya see, because you really ain't worth my time,
You really ain't polished, you just **** beening shined!!!!!!!

Dazza Boyz spitting for sure reping that *}{*L3THAL LYRICALS*}{*
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tazr
 
  1  
Reply Tue 3 Jan, 2006 01:24 pm
Triple G wrote:
tazr you cant rhmye


yea ok like ur one to judge.
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tazr
 
  1  
Reply Tue 3 Jan, 2006 02:09 pm
whitenight wrote:
LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE
ANOTHER BITCH TRYING TO BE ME
ONE OF THESE DAYS IM GOING TO CATCH YOU TRIPPIN
AND IM THE ONE HOLDIN THA GLOCK AND MUH FINGERS ARE SLIPPIN
DOG NOW YOU CROSSED THE LINE
SAYIN **** LIKE -"your status like ur dick both miniscule"
GUNNA SMACK YA ASS ROUND WITH MY 9
9-INCH DICK THAT IS~ DON'T YA THINK THAT SHITS A LITTLE CRUEL
NOW SINCE YA'LL DON'T KNOW ME LET ME SPIT A BIT BOUT MYSELF//

YOU'LL NO I BE ROCKIN DA LATSEST FASHIONS
FROM FENDI TO PARASUCCO I DON'T KNOW Y YALL EVEN ASKIN
ITS NUTTIN NEW BOUT DA WAY I DRESS ITS NUTTIN NEW BOUT DA WAY IROLL

PLUS DA LYRICS I SPIT YOU NO DAY BE OTTA CONTROL.
I GIVE EM NO CHOICE CUZ ITZ ALL EYEZ ON ME
WHEN I PULL UP IN MY ROLLS ROYCE
I KNOW THERE'LL BE MANY HATAS
CUZ WHEN IT COMES DOWN TO STYLE I MAKES NO MISTAKES
EVERYTHING BOUT ME IS CLASSY AND SOPISTICATED
AND DON'T GET MADE AT ME IF IM WELL EDUCATED
I DON'T LET JEALOUSY GET IN DA WAY OF MY FAME
EVERY THING BOUT ME IS THOROUGH
BUT AT THE SAME TIME NOTHING BOUT ME REMAINS THE SAME
IM ALWAYS DROPIN SOMETHING NEW ON U CATS
ITS HARD FOR YALL TO KEEP UP WIT ME
AND STAY ON THE RIGHT TRACK
NO SLIPIN OUTTA LINE IF YOU GONE ROLL WIT ME
CUZ DIS CHICK RIGHT HEA PLAYS NO GAMES AS U CAN SEE
AND BITCH PLEASE U KNOW U CANT BEAT ME WIT NO FISTS
I DON'T NEED NO GUNS NEITHER ONCE IM DONE WITH U, U WONT BE STRAPPED WIT A GAT ULL BE STRAPPED WIT A CAST
MY PUNCHES ARE CRAZY, LIKE THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS
ONCE UR DOWN YOU WONT KNOW WAT HIT YA, ANOTHER SAYIN FOR BEING CURIOUS
**** IM DONE WITH DIS PUNK ASS BITCH, DON'T GET UR HOPES TOO HIGH
CUZ ILL BE BACK WITH NOTHER RESPONSE THATLL MAKE U CRY, SO U BETTA GET SOMR TISSUE PAPER, BETTA MAKE THAT 2 PLY


You talking about fame but i never saw you on TV
maybe u was the poster child for a commercial about VD
You swear u tupac and you swear you hold glocks
but u still **** in ur pants everytime u hear gunshots
fronting like u own a rolls royce
when ur mom gave birth to u she must have turned pro choice
yea u right u do got all eyez on u
cause ur post made ur ass look like a fool
and stop pretending u ain't fast nor furious
u just too slow and delirious, get serious
if u so tough y the **** u rob old ladies
no wonder ur moms left u when u was still a baby
i expected better but u just didn't faze me
if that was ur best diss u just made my hopes higher
cause i can spit about u till i run out of saliva
but i don't gotta no more cause i just exposed ur vagina.
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Baby bok
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 07:46 am
i'm back bitches
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Baby bok
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 07:46 am
i'll be back in 30 min
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Baby bok
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 08:31 am
who wanna battle
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Baby bok
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 09:01 am
don't people understand i'm underhanded standing under sand thundering
demanding to send men asunder in wonder stammeringgetting dicedlike spiced tamarind
stop clamoring, damn it
you're not glamerous
faggotyou're a inanimate maggot
a contaminate getting mandhandled
and suffocated in laminate.
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Baby bok
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 09:16 am
yo insane if it's ok wit you i got someone to join our crew his name is kid america
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Baby bok
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 09:17 am
man i'll talk to you about it next period
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King Jay777
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 04:11 pm
Dazza_Boyz wrote:
OOOOWWWWWWWWW guess who????

I'm silent but DEADLY don't ever test that WEAPONARY, merk you on tha SPOT-B, i'm "unknown" as a KILLER-G, 4-5's will leave you pale like a BAD MEMORY, a Kodak moment and I don't mean PHOTOGRAPHY!!!

Warmed up now

With 16 lines I'm straight KILLING THIS CAT,
With one lyne I'm straight GRILLING-HIS-BACK,
Once I shoot, his MIND GO BLACK,
Because "unknown" have him seeing stars like A GALAXY MAP,
Watch me let you take that blam, tools like a HANDY MAN,
And if your not a FAMILY MAN,
Then you'll get sprayed from a FAMILY VAN,
I keep shells sweet like CANDY YAMS,
But if you say my name I'll appear like CANDYMAN,
So if you want war, it's me and that block AGANIST YOU,
Better get you Trojan for "unkown" SLIDE INTO YOU,
These shells gona HIT YOU,
And once you hit the ground won't nobody MISS YOU,
You coming at me like you really a BIG ISSUE,
You want plastic surgey then let me KNOW,
Because red dots on your face gonna defnitetly FIX YOU,
And when I'm done sniping with the rifles, you will get wrapped IN A BODYBAG, HEFTY OR THE GLAD BAG,
because ~MoRbId~ActIoN~ click straight BOMBS OVER BAGHAD,
So you better remain STABLE and SHOWN,
I'm ride till I die 4EVA D-TOX-FATAL and UNKOWN!!!!

UNKOWN

Repping himself and his back


Ayo look everybuddy the faggot iz back//come back wit sum heat but he laggin in rap//talkin bout he the best he gone fix me when he ryhme// yeah you gona fix me bitch? Just LIKE YOU DID LAST TYME?// last tyme i checked you wuz wit a bitch wit no chest//dazza my raps are bullets and you aint got no vest// you ran away and you though it wuz safe ta come back?// you see im still the king im just gettin mo strapped// more gats on my waist, more switchblades in my pocket// so when ya ass get laced my mixtape ima droppit// show you how i locked it, wit you as my first target// Raps is the hunger bitch and dazza, you starvin// so if you dont come back and run away pussy// just think about the last tyme you tried ta push me// when i had ya ass runnin from the forum fa months// and you came back and now im givin you bars up front// you bitch now that you back, YOU BEEN RE-TORN UP// YOU KNOW WUT BITCH? THAT WAS MY WARM UP!!!!\\\


So you got wun warmup so i thought i would too// yours wuz 2 bars mine wuz 10 so who the f*ck are you// talkin bout you gonna rule out disasta and how you tha ****// when you ran away from me you little punk ass bitch// at least jeezy went at me a couple tymez in his ryhmez// all you said wuz f*ck King Jay so when i bust a nyne// in ya monkey ass fa sayin **** like that// you cant beat me bitch why dont you look at my stats// im 14-0 now i still aint been beatin// oh yeah, when you get ya shyt from the internet i think thats considered cheatin// SO I GOTTA GO SRRY FOR THE SHORTAGE IN THE MAIN COURSE// THAT RAP WUZ A FAST BREAK AND YOU STILL AT THE FOUL LINE DOWN THA COURT
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Dazza Boyz
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 04:48 pm
Hatred

Its all hatred,
I don't know a man that hasn't faced it,
Because there's just all this badness,
I don't look back because its too much sadness,
Because if I face it,
I see its all madness,
Lord this planet needs to be blessed,
Please put this hatred to rest

I thought the streets gave me the best years,
When I look back it brings me to tears, too many people living in fear,
I wish I could steer, them away from here.
Show them a better place,
Wipe all the tears from their face,
Some where sadness don't belong,
So everyone can sing a happier song,
Where they can hold their head up high, to the sky,
Where they can be strong, do no wrong.
I can't take no more, no more tears or pain,
Wish I could start all over again,
Don't use my mouth and use my brain.
Keep my head up and think it through,
Because it all comes back to you, ever little thing that you do, its what you chose.
Because its all old news, on bbc 2.
So just hold your head up,
Its not about sipping from a diamond cut cup.
Listen, calm down and take a seat,
Reach for your highest of all peaks,
I know it's been a hard living this past week,
But pray for better a day,
A better day, where things went your way,
Some how will get through the rainy days,
So kick back, relax and unwind,
Because these are unhopeful times,
Speak through your mouth but use your mind,
And take time, look after yourself,
don't wanna be ashes up on the mantle shelf.
When you is trouble,
You know your boy will be there on the double,
Step up when boy try bust your bubble.
Theres only one lesson to do with life,
You don't need guns and you don't need no knife,
Just stick to your words, you heard!!!!!!
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blackace11
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 08:19 pm
My turn
Lookie here I'll show you how I run this ****
They call me the captain cause I run this ship
Askin for bacardi so i get drunk quick
Cause thats how I do it when i got the stick
Make you think twice when I'm quick to spit
The first thing on my mind, I'd have to rewind
For you to understand each and everyline
I'd have to play it back for you in twice the time
For you to comprehend all of these complex rhymes
I compile each one on top of the other
And when you think I'm done I hit it back with another
I ain't giving you no time to recover
And this last time I heard you shout 'Oh Brother'
'How can this kid think up words like this'
When I swing I don't miss, i get automatic hits
Run through like a cool breeze clearin out the foggy myst
Refreshing and cool when I'm gone your pissed
But I don't jump the gun I ain't quick to diss
Cause I know the others speak the sickness
But it ain't time to brag i didnt bring a list
But when they're here your happy when they're gone they're missed
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KINGxKONG
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 10:48 pm
shutup nigga you act it like you big timerz,
alla ya act like asains stop phasin,
you guys cant even play the game,
your rhymes are lame,
you think your rhymes are fresh as grass?
hell no they smell like ass.
this is the real **** put on the table,
this aint just another fable.
niggas you got told.
if i were y'all id fold.
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KINGxKONG
 
  1  
Reply Wed 4 Jan, 2006 10:50 pm
NOOB
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80proof
 
  1  
Reply Thu 5 Jan, 2006 05:11 am
**** dazza boy
**** dazza boys,
ur rhyme is so childish it suits for little boys.
I aint comin here to beef im here to sniff some rhyme,
Theres so many wack rhyme deep in ur fuckin mouth,
So many of em till some of em have to come out.
Give me a break u the best rapper alive?
No ur not..ur the best wack rapper naif.
man ur rhyme damn slow...bad entrance..wack rhyme so out!!!
U can make a double album i bet it wont be sold out.
You cant beat me im 80proof
My rhyme cause total devastation have ur rhyme remove!
So **** ur flowless its almost rawest...but still ur rhyme is da lowest.
i love to kill....i love to SHOT GUNS..
u come close il shot u with SHORTGUN.
i love to fill....i love to BLOW BUNS...
u come close il shot u with BOWGUN..
i love to chill...i love to insult DAZZA BOYS
U come close... il shot u like i shot those PIZZA BOY.
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Dazza Boyz
 
  1  
Reply Thu 5 Jan, 2006 06:07 am
King Jay777 wrote:
Dazza_Boyz wrote:
OOOOWWWWWWWWW guess who????

I'm silent but DEADLY don't ever test that WEAPONARY, merk you on tha SPOT-B, i'm "unknown" as a KILLER-G, 4-5's will leave you pale like a BAD MEMORY, a Kodak moment and I don't mean PHOTOGRAPHY!!!

Warmed up now

With 16 lines I'm straight KILLING THIS CAT,
With one lyne I'm straight GRILLING-HIS-BACK,
Once I shoot, his MIND GO BLACK,
Because "unknown" have him seeing stars like A GALAXY MAP,
Watch me let you take that blam, tools like a HANDY MAN,
And if your not a FAMILY MAN,
Then you'll get sprayed from a FAMILY VAN,
I keep shells sweet like CANDY YAMS,
But if you say my name I'll appear like CANDYMAN,
So if you want war, it's me and that block AGANIST YOU,
Better get you Trojan for "unkown" SLIDE INTO YOU,
These shells gona HIT YOU,
And once you hit the ground won't nobody MISS YOU,
You coming at me like you really a BIG ISSUE,
You want plastic surgey then let me KNOW,
Because red dots on your face gonna defnitetly FIX YOU,
And when I'm done sniping with the rifles, you will get wrapped IN A BODYBAG, HEFTY OR THE GLAD BAG,
because ~MoRbId~ActIoN~ click straight BOMBS OVER BAGHAD,
So you better remain STABLE and SHOWN,
I'm ride till I die 4EVA D-TOX-FATAL and UNKOWN!!!!

UNKOWN

Repping himself and his back


Ayo look everybuddy the faggot iz back//come back wit sum heat but he laggin in rap//talkin bout he the best he gone fix me when he ryhme// yeah you gona fix me bitch? Just LIKE YOU DID LAST TYME?// last tyme i checked you wuz wit a bitch wit no chest//dazza my raps are bullets and you aint got no vest// you ran away and you though it wuz safe ta come back?// you see im still the king im just gettin mo strapped// more gats on my waist, more switchblades in my pocket// so when ya ass get laced my mixtape ima droppit// show you how i locked it, wit you as my first target// Raps is the hunger bitch and dazza, you starvin// so if you dont come back and run away pussy// just think about the last tyme you tried ta push me// when i had ya ass runnin from the forum fa months// and you came back and now im givin you bars up front// you bitch now that you back, YOU BEEN RE-TORN UP// YOU KNOW WUT BITCH? THAT WAS MY WARM UP!!!!\\\


So you got wun warmup so i thought i would too// yours wuz 2 bars mine wuz 10 so who the f*ck are you// talkin bout you gonna rule out disasta and how you tha ****// when you ran away from me you little punk ass bitch// at least jeezy went at me a couple tymez in his ryhmez// all you said wuz f*ck King Jay so when i bust a nyne// in ya monkey ass fa sayin **** like that// you cant beat me bitch why dont you look at my stats// im 14-0 now i still aint been beatin// oh yeah, when you get ya shyt from the internet i think thats considered cheatin// SO I GOTTA GO SRRY FOR THE SHORTAGE IN THE MAIN COURSE// THAT RAP WUZ A FAST BREAK AND YOU STILL AT THE FOUL LINE DOWN THA COURT


Don't talk crap that you don't acctully know boy,
Because i tell you something when you freestyle, you just a toy,
Telling me you pre write your lines,
Is it because you can't free on the rhymes,
You make me laugh more and more, i find out about your game,
It's so funny, it drives me to the point of pain,
Pain because i'm laughing so hard,
But then again we all can't balme you for being a retard,
King Jay are you listerning? can you hear me?
Sorry was your aid run outa battary?
Now sit down and shut the **** up,
And i tell you something, you may have some luck,
You can't beat me with out pre lines or copys,
I'm stratw grilling you man you high on caffing coffe,
You stay up so late thinking of a rhyme to hit me back with,
But King Jay really all along it's you that has hid,
So i prpose to you we topic this battle,
Lets rhyme about the war and solders we got outder,
So now is the time you need to go and preper.

Yo King Jay we gonna both do a verse on the solders in iraq ok because then we see he frees peace
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babyberg
 
  1  
Reply Thu 5 Jan, 2006 07:48 am
remember that song we were suppose to sing i am willin to still sing with you. i still love you no matter what
your still my baby bok
talk to you later
i love you
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babyberg
 
  1  
Reply Thu 5 Jan, 2006 07:50 am
you and me are still meant to be. i still love you we were meant to live for so much more we lost ourselves somewhere we live inside.
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