casino joe
i cudda giv up when i wrote my first shitty rap too
lol yea i dont think he on no more but i dont know
I'm still here. I've just updated my sig [or tried to].
out im out 2 any1 wanna battle say it ill get it tommorow
I woz jus bored waitin 4 supas verse
Since I was little word play was my game now im grown fame is my aim its not my fault I put u all to shame and hot lyrics keep firin out again n again how you think I came to the name of fya oh yeah u all assume im a liar well hear this im only gonna tell ya one more time from 06-foreva its my time to shine. Im sick of wearing tha same damn jeans, washin em by hand, aint got no maschine, eatin beans on toast for breakfast, dinner n tea n drinkin myself to a death that's too early for me, so rap is the ticket to expose any fakes rappin gonna break the council estate fate I face, im assigning for signing on a mission to get recognition visionary the good life my vision
Handle mics wiv precision coz im a get wot I receive n receive wot I am given keep my flow on point n keep thinking of that good life im gon be living 4 now im a sit back smoke a joint n freestyle wiv mad rythm
mcee fya wrote: drinkin myself to a death that's too early for me, so rap is the ticket to expose any fakes rappin gonna break the council estate fate I face, im assigning for signing on a mission to get recognition
I am given keep my flow on point n keep thinking of that good life im gon be living 4 now im a sit back smoke a joint n freestyle wiv mad rythm
No, I'm definitely too old for this, but there's something there I like...
supa
turn up your light, ur dull, im ultra bright, i glow like a neon light, like jlo ima get u right, ur battle days are ova u cant fight, cant write when filled with fright,my verses leave u mentally scarred wiv sleepless nights so dizzy coz i reach new hights,
like richard branson flights, got u in my sight wiv a birds eye view, i dont mean to look down on you, but not spittin is lame, come on supa play the fukin game, im supadupafukinwoopa fly ur feather weight below my league dont even try, wots da matter are u shy, u dont matter ur a national dish like fish ur gettin battered ur rhymes get splattered chatter im pure heat log out bitch n accept defeat cant deny u just got beat
did i beat emjay? he dissappeared....... if u readin this. stay on and battle me like a man.
Fya. u doin ur damn thang... so is hitman. keep representin the L.A.S. im tryin to find NoDj but he dissappeared. i got to wait to skool starts to talk to him
wow fya ive just lost so much respect for you
its not about the fame or regonition its about the art and all aspects of it you just proved you have no soul for it by saying that which means as hard as you try your not going to make it cause u have to put body mind and soul in to make good music
Mycee my bad i was out.. im back now
Ya'll are going down like Mary J. Blige
My rhymes are live
I spit so much my salivary needs to re-energize
Every five seconds or more
Rhymes wreckin your mind more than a fuckin poisonous spore
I have more rhymes than whores with Hugh Hef
Ill battle everybody until there aint no one left
My metaphors are better than your competitors
Im the MC that even haters adore
have you on your knees beggin for more
When i drop hip hop heads raided the store
Cop four copies or more for sure
The James Bond in me is more Sean Connery than Roger Moore
So def I rock in close caption
So when you pass out and black out from battling'
Tap your friend on the shoulder and ask him what the **** happened
Who you know that got a flow this sick
Or that can spit a verse this quick
An mycee tryin to act like she da chillest
But im the illest
i got stacks left an right yea im greedy
i paint the sickest pictutre for the hood like i do graffatti
proffessa, music is my life, i am an artist and if that gets me somewhere in life then why is it a bad thing i woz jus saying ive got ambition this internet **** aint gonna pay tha bills! i dont even know why i should be defending my views on this coz its my fukin life dont judge me till u ave lived it n dont tell me i aint got soul coz u dont know wats in my heart
supa
fyaz blazin, flows amazing, lookin out from an asylum, i spit so crazy
supa, your rhymin lazy, that **** don't phaze me, my rhymin is quicker and sicker than yours, its like you wrote it four score n twenty years ago,
im coming back wiv a nu flow, blow for blow, ding ding, u been saved by tha bell its a KO, bling bling icy cold as hell, my chains lookin like icycles dat fell, im tha D, E, V, I, L, its only me thats keepin ya L, I, V,E, my music make ya O,D, on hip hop, i dont stop, keep on rockin classics, till i drop, **** i need to slow down im too fast wiv da flow, im a make ya understand this, so read it slow mo, im the empera thats temptin ya, to jack this all in, the queen thats killin rappers, and their next of kin, i wreck microphones, beats n me go together like dogs n bones, rhyme book like a diary, this is fukin hardcore bridget jones, yaul just clones of a **** emcee, mate ya know schools in but the test is can ya pass wivout copying me, im a divout hip hop head but i aint afta ur CD, thats a rent boy thats in ya, not sean connery, stop bendin ova fag jus bow down n honour me,
Fya:
When i start spittin these lyrics, i get very religous
6 hail marys please father forgive us
Some people say that I'm a little too spiritual, but I'm no preacher
cause my flow keeps you seated like a paraplegic
I pledge allegiance, but seriously
this rap game needs me
My condolences, to the fools that I spit my lyrics of solstice
embedded your dome, gats back in its holster, to leave it alone
with more amunition than Al Capone
Yeah I got that thug syndrome
To let freedom ring I'm appauled at the flaws in these laws
of course, I could be wrong
but loss all remorse on this song
Like kanye west im spittin through wires an fires
You a wanna be MC u just retire
my lyrics got good taste like food 2 a cook
and i easily read haters like a nerd and his book
supa
Im a concave your dome, mines convex, reach for you're your chrome, don't get me vexed, im raiding your home, keep my **** correct solo, going high, your so low, your taste buds tingle when I spit this it's a treat, your rhymes are cheesier than sweaty feet, your obsolete, rap you in a bed sheet and bury you deep, im glad that your religious, coz im spittin scriptures, holier than most **** im tha holy ghost, like a mach 3 im shavin ya close, come backs like acid I corrode, getting in my zone attack mode, theres too many cooks on this site like moths attracted to fya's light, slower than sloths get refracted from fya's light fukin Tyson when I fight, im a prism got this locked down like prison, yau'll think ive no passion my rap style a new fashion, gonna take off like nasa, sent my condolences to ya motha when she conceived ya with ya brotha, yeah you'll be spittin through tha wire when you get caught in my cross fire, your **** bout to backfire, told ya im rappin till I drop, aint time to retire, im a make like terrorists and blow up
Fukin erupt so abrubt, blazin my name, chicken ya cluck, supafly you better duck and weave, uppercuts and left hooks hit u so fast you heave, you wanna leave? I aint letting you go, once you step into tha ring fya leave ya layed low.
umm was this a two round thing Mcee or did i just miss summin?
damn......thas VERY close.... ima wait until superfly responds to dat rhyme then ill judge
yo was good people it's djquikkid back again ask hitman here about me i'm lookin for a battle so anybody can step up
Mcee:
Yea imma get on this stage an imma lay my **** out
I own this site playa thats what its all about
If your the fya ill put you out, im the motha fuckin fireman
see now i spit it so hott you got tan
Cause im the best in the whole rap game
I spit like a pro, or better yet a verteran in the hall of fame
Call me rhymefest cause i spit so fresh its brand new
You shuold know by now i am far better than you
you know me, i aint no mike jones so dont ask 'Who?'
My verse is so sick itll give you the flu
This battle is over, i won, its through
So why dont you just sit the **** down
im the king here, youll never get this crown
Yea my rhymes arent long, i like em short an sweet
but everyone knows who really won, so why dont you just admit defeat
dj quick now i no you aint boo'in me
i'mma spit a freestyle
it's the kid reppin that nyc/my ryhmes so nice it's no surprise if you envy me/you wanna come at me the slugs gon empty g/i aint gon say that i'm the best but i'm better than some/after i get the hoes to cum i got them handin me my gun/i rap serious this **** aint for fun/when i spit at people it tends to get a lil bit gory/ya'll can't outfloss me i got more rocks on my neck than a quary/i'll smack any bitch in here and not say i'm sorry/somebody step up so i can shut em down/have you about face run away put some shells in ya so u hit the ground/i rep ny and i come from the bx/you see me and you hear shots jus know they aint sound effects/on this page my lyrics keep stumblin when i get signed they gon have your trunk rumblin/opponents find out they versin me and when handed the mic they like tiki in the 04 season always fumblin/i aint trippin i'm pimpin holdin a glock and two nines/my rhymes blow you up anywhere you go like you in a field of land mines/i rep the crips for life so its c's up and b's down/my lyrics when aimed at you is like a gun and you gon freeze now
jus a lil sample so anybody want to battle
