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skillzthatkil suck donkey di*k!

yo skillzthatkill
you bitch ass biter, go tha f*ck home

i'll smash you like king kong, leave you wit no bong
have you beggin for your life in a song
listen to the words that come from the soul
my style is immortal, it never gets old
you say your rhymes are hot, well i spit hail
my rhymes are so cold, they tried to put me in jail
wanna bus a rail, i'm hammered like a nail
i'm funny like Monty Pythons holy grail
i'm a burn your f*cking ass from the outside, you in?
i'll leave you on the ground, burning in "AHH" with charred skin
you're waiting to hear what i'm a say next
hanging off my words like melted skin off your chest
you know i'm tha best, moved from east to west
spreading bush fires watch what i hit next
step the f*ck back,eh yo this aint over
i leave you dried up in a crop like a stover
eh yo i'm 22 and i dont pack heat
you better retreat, cause you're spittin off beat
you're a novice and i'm an elite
i throw you off the dock with you're concrete feet
i'm sorry for this, for being so terrible
its not my fault, your ass is so unbearable
you're on this plain and i'm on a new plateau
you gotta learn to flow, so you can have that glow
i'm a musician of the old tradition
rap about whatever in any condition
this style has been around since the beginning of creation
yo prof, my style and your style could be a verbal formation
eh yo i'm in the zone, twistin like a cyclone
you better not be alone when you face the unknown
in the event of an extended descent
you better pack a tent and be ready to represent

yo skillz you better stop biting **** man!

Reckless on da Mic
Peace!

sent to take over this year
smoke too much smoke commin out my ears
i been here for too many years
im far advanced i passed my fuccin peers
me and my heart no fuccin fear
flo' so sick got the man in the bar throwin up his beer
wen i hit the stage give a loud cheer
man its time ta switch it up
spit so smooth its like hypno in ya cup
im on a rampage of killin these weak ass rappas
bet you i fucc the bitch wit the huge ass clappas
its a disaster how i clapp right at cha
wit the 4 5th call me mr.clappa
i break the glass wit this fuccin head banger
the flo' so heavy you can use it as an anchor
gettin so much cheese i got a reserved banker
yall trash like throw away mask
you ridin in bagage im ridin first class
got so many bitches
they call mr.got too much ass
they call me mr.smoke too
because i'll smoke you then put wholes through ya whole crew

I was born to leave your head deceased
gave you war in life, now you're dead in peace
man i'm the rudest dude,
create a fuzzle, my mind's a puzzle tougher than a rubix cube
i rhyme hard when the beat prelude
i feed MCs, so motherfuckers eat your food!
i display a hate attitude
with great magnitude
to a man with a hand that plans a fake platitude
+YOU+ always get eaten like fried won ton
oh, and the number to call the cops is nine one one
******* with me, you're ******* with death man
i hold the knife in my right and my gun in my left hand

YO

make yourself's scerse
YTZ is rippin a verse

professor put your hand in your purse
cos what im about to rip is like a curse
but far worse
your on my turf
u stick out here like a sore thumb
cos u cant rap
your 'a smurf.............
professor u a scientist get off this earth
dis battle ends with a **** u and go surf

who does YTZ think he be
he sounds like 13-14 to me
boy u cnt rap, u speak crap
ur boring us wid ur petty rymes
so stop wasting our time
ur lucky ur not on my turf
who uses the word smurf in a battle
i know a kid who plays wid rattles

so wen u pluck up the courage battle me
ring me b4 quatre past three
any time after ill be busy
feeding my tum wid fresh pusy from ur mum

You im back b,had a hell of a trip,i went to Orange County for a week, its been dope but im back and ready to spit at half these cowards


Try and step to me, You'll end up dead on the streets, just cuz u can rhyme words dont mean u can rap,try sayin ur faggot ass **** and ill bust a cap in ur dumb ass, to be able to battle you need to think fast, and your lyrics need to have a massive impact,or else u wont win,try steppin to this stage,im in a hostile rage,as im sittin here rollin one and ready to blaze, my lyrics will smash you and put u in a haze,ull be in a daze for days and days, just cuz ur in this hip-hop faze, you think ur rhymes will pay,but they wont cuz there ****, n you dont have a fan,you dont want to step with rap its what im all about,theres no dought, look at ur eyes i strike fear at thee,cuz im about to slay you lyricly,dont even try and bite my style you cant mirror me,now im done,ill wait for anyone with skill to hit me back but ill make one last bet,you'll mess up and lose..wind up in debt

YTZ why you still here, Stop rapin bitch, you aint nothin to bost about ill put u in a grave,take out my bottle and poor some out, Im sippin on beer and i gerinty you wont hear me cuz ur not smart, im gona sip on this gin and make sure i win cuz i spit viontly,Im a tryant to the game when this is all over and done you ull hide your face in shame cuz these lryics are off the handle they cant be tamed.Listin man Let it go,get off my boys back this **** is old,it was still on when i left, but im back and im about to cause your death

u really think u from the hood
u really think u got gunz in ur left side of ur pants
u really think u got ppl bakin ur ass up
u really think that u got wat it takes
then listen up

i aint from no hood
and i really dont got a gun in my pants
i seriuosly dont think im all that
but one thing im here for
is to take u down my road my life
bitches listen up


the life of a gangsta is easier then mine
the life of a gatman is cleaner then mine
the life of u bitches is farther then mine
mine only a nightmare that follows me around

**** man u say **** against me
u think i wont say **** against u
ofcourse ill take u of the rap site fool
u aint worth it to be on the same stage as me
not cuz of ur skin colour its cuz of ur big ass mouth
at least wen i say somethin its all true
at least wen the words coem out the come out straight nokin u of

man im the reall thing around here
yea and some of u too
but dont try goin against me
i would suggest joining me
i would show u the difrence between u and hell

i did live threw hell
i walked on the dead path of the shoe
yea i was the devil ones in my past
but u just a mothefukin cok sukin passer
so just give me a shot if u really want me to go reall freestyle on ur ass

Yo, HATE IT OR LOVE IT, I like ur style

i just found a grimy beat... this freestyle was easy to do cause i was in the mood for the beat that i found... i taped it and then i typed it.. it's an illmatic way to it yo.. so y'all should try that ****..


started off with kicks to cunts
promoted in two days, from rap spliff to blunt
ready to do harm so **** it
ready to pull out the shottie and buck it
i'm a true g man trust me
rocking ill wear, whether it's silver or musty
respect to my loved ones and my custies
my eagle pop your head while your nine is just rusty
the weed that i smoke gets me high and it blush me
i'll demolish any dunce trying to rush me
but that ****'s impossible,
cause when my team's around you ain't even able to touch me

yo whats up everyone it seems youve been having fun well i was gone
reckless i agree you and me spitin together would sound sick i see toontown still doing his thing hipnotic bun keep it up ytz i wont ever stop
skills that kill this is a web forum of rappers but then you come along biteing thats disgrace ful you miss b i dont agree with you about dont hat love it i think he needs to learn switchups


in a rap bout im devout i dont doubt the end result u knocked out from my verbal assault relaxed from lithium salt battle axes in your backs facts that paralax attacks like a scratch u cant itch if you wanna scrap bitch when i rap im gonna leave you in stitches breathing through a resperator
in need of resisitation how can you resist my information this diss anilation
is for the nation of bastards who have anal and mental constipation im consistent is true youll be non existent when you turn blue from the persistance of bile rising to your throat resistance is fultile your style doesnt have a chance one glance at your rhymes i can see you dont keep up with the times ppl define who we are as a whole you as a person is a ass hole like beyonce knowles and jay z sex forget brains smart or dumb if your **** contains an ill spit like a deadly strain of viruses disses that create anguish or deminish hope when you finished and it sounds dope then you did the best you could kid and you can rest knowing that or going at it again not for braggin right just cause u like the fights it ignites my spiteful nature a light fills me inside no matter how many ppl i killed or died i take lyrical strides fakes if you dont hide im going to slide a sword through your vocal chords all this and many more disses stored away knock and i'll open the door to my spray b4 i go today i wanna just say im stayin forever to sever your rhymes a hundred times searing pain rushing to your brain blood gushing being flushed through the drain yesterday is the past tommorow's a new day ok thats all i had to say

peace im the beast from the east i leave you deceased unable to breath souls released to the earth where we were given birth livin becomes worthless children stealin purses havein to live with lifes curses for this what do we get eternal hell or sanctity sanctuary in every verse i carry the human dictionary consumeing visuals from pictionary im non fiction no fairy tales it all true i'll impale disses into u untill your life signs fail i may be locked in jail with out bail but youll be dead and i'll be hitting rails

when i step up to the mic the air waves get burned
these flows so hot you better be concerned!
im stackin my money look at what ive earned
yo mother fuckers look whos returned!
//
im coming up to the prime time of my life
ive forgotten all my problems, ive let go my stress and strife
things have gotten so good im thinking of even takin a wife
//
because to live your life you got to be daring
no point sitting around man, get out there, get em staring
make em gasp as you walk past, its your style, its what your wearing
be selfish in this game, there aint no sharing
//
ive learnt that down the years
selfish people concentrating on thier own careers
this game aint kind, dont be fooled by what appears
buy your own beer, lift it up say cheers!
//

.. KING RAPPER..

i hit that mic so fluently
dropping words like
'u cant sue me'
i hit them rappers so i hard
they think its tuesday

im spitting so fast, ive seen the present future and past
man its a blast full of guns,
tons of bombs/
This game stil goes on til 3001
til there's nothing left but rappers
ruling the world with gangsta'

time to step down
fans cant believe im crowned
i hold the thrown with all my jewels
i go back home , everythings good
money in my bank and im in da hood


How are all the Rapper in here

KING RAPPER
step down while u got time
drop the mic before i come and stomp ur ass out
bitch get down bow down no turn around and stay bowin

man stop callin ur self a gangsta
cuz we already see u a bitch ass wankstAA
u talkin about rappin to us
who the fuk do u think u r

man u should close ur mouth
no seriously man just close it till ur dead
this aint no game
this a for ppl who walk the straight lane
but u walk the other plane

man dont think cuz it will get u killed
just close ur eyes
and just fall in to ur place
before u get ur ass shot
and stomped

KING RAPPER
step down while u got time
drop the mic before i come and stomp ur ass out
bitch get down bow down no turn around and stay bowin

man stop callin ur self a gangsta
cuz we already see u a bitch ass wankstAA
u talkin about rappin to us
who the fuk do u think u r

man u should close ur mouth
no seriously man just close it till ur dead
this aint no game
this a for ppl who walk the straight lane
but u walk the other plane

man dont think cuz it will get u killed
just close ur eyes
and just fall in to ur place
before u get ur ass shot
and stomped

Dont hate love it
Just Love and hate it
man u ****** up/ this battle is mine for the taking
battle me bitch ill stab the rake in/
who do u think you are man
u aint no king pin
ill kick your arse back to ying sin
dont hate love
good name but prove it
u sick as prick on a stick
mother ****** u aint ****
i bring this gangsta style
man u still got piles
im wild, wet and delarious
u come across fat smelly and babyish
face it u out ov dis game
(like professor)
Dont hate the player hate the fame
YTZ is is my name
i rap stronger then u in every game

Man, u white, nice try
but u cant rap fight!
look at this kid, his shoes are starter!
he looks like freakin aron carter
he wears his hat sidways tryin to be gansta
then gets his ass kicked for bein a wansta
he kills himself tryin to imitate
doin this he decides his own fate!
this was a waste of time battlin this white guy
hes pinned down rite now by a black dude tellin him to reach for the sky!

insert ya best bcuz the best has com stormin from the west
lock ya lips and hold ya vest
got slugs that'll crawl through ya chest
im the one like fuccin jet li
boy so hot i'll heat ya ice tea

a i blast dat
smoke so much they
dont even say pass dat
im a funny nigga wit jokes
they call me a class act
most nigaas postin is weak
they trash wak
the flo' like acid rain u cant escape it
im a melesta to ya raps i rape it
see u in the hood man u just fake it
got too much dough u cant bake it
the steel hard like frozen fuccin bagles
fightin got hands i kno i can take u
im like dre take a break and still bang ooh!
a nigga hotta than cooked food
way too fast did i just lap you
i got heats and yes i will clap u
and ya brain havin a draft
and my bullet is the number picc dude

i'll cut u shoot leave your ass in a coffin,the only reason you got muscles is cuz u jerk ya **** too often.i got more ice than a freeza i'll take ya hoes and ur skizas.i'm on fire like lloyd banks i ain't goin nowhere,kinda like ur career the **** aint goin nowhere.u a broke ass bitch rolin in a hooptie wit no rims,ur ryhmes are so bad u aint got one win,bitch ur ass got no skill,versin u aint a challenge it's just anotha kill,i'll crush ur ass like em did popa doc,i'll make u sweat more than ya mom when she was suckin on my cock,u wanna step 2 me get at me and let me know,then i'll rip up your ryhmes and ur weak ass flow,u all just go past me lookin like a freak show,step to me i'll let the heat go