superfly it dont matter you can battle me 2. itll be like 2 vs 1 lol
I propose a tag team match. Francis and I will challenge Hitman and Superfly.
Let's settle this once and for all.
don't take this personal or nutin but fran n gus ya goin down!
Ya say we goin down
Ya gonna hit the lawn
If we start fightin'
Ya see what I mean?
woteva! that supposed to be a rhyme?
yo fya afta u get done wit that "battle" i'll battle ya since from what i hear ur the "best" here
yeah 4 sure i wouldn't say im tha best here tho
you wanna battle now that frenchie spittin lame
well i heard u the best from hitman but w/e yeah i'll battle u know who gon spit first?
u can go first so i know wot im up against that k?
ight cool here it is
my shots gon send you flyin like you mary poppins/i'll red up ya chest so you look like a robin/in this battle i dont really care how you feel/i'm loadin up bananas and i aint talkin bout the ones that leave a peel/goin against you will i win i gotta say **** doubt/i aint gon introduce you to a famous rapper but i will give you a Yukmouth/you don't know what you got into try ta mess wit me/i'll put two x,s on ya eyes like you O.D'd on extasy/in this battle i gotta say you neva bestin me/i seen better bars in the jail after the cops were done arrestin me/this round or next you gon rest in piece/cuz you goin against the sick rapper that's the illest from west to east/ask my home boys i stay gettin paid/my ice would blind you like somebody threw a flash grenade/You evade more confrontations than the Dodgers/you battlin me you more of a Gambler than Kenny Rogers/i ride in a viper i'll throw yaa body out so you can feel a breeze/you could be a hungry mouse and still not find cheese/your murda will be one of the greatest unsolved mysteries/i got that shotty for ya body and that nine to crack ya spine/for you to win this battle you gon need some intervention that's divine/be careful what you say cuz i got that uzi for ya coochie/yo hitman she dont know what she got herself into do she/my ryhmes so sick they'll give ya cancer and it can't be cured by chemo/i'll have you lyin in a pool of blood and you'll just keep swimming in it like that stupid fish from Nemo/my rhymes probably depress you so much you gon turn emo/ask anybody here when i ryhme it aint a bore/yo this whore got more crabs than the ocean floor/you only spit **** so you better find a stall/your defeat is as sure as the changin seasons you went from hot like summa to about to fall/girl jus face it in this battle i'm the best/her dumbass had D's in high school and i aint talkin bout her breasts/when i spit i spit hotter than lava/and you know my ryhmes will end this saga/you should put some flame in ya game cuz right now its as week as wata/now if you say i suck that's only factual/here's the truth if implants was intelligence this chick would be all natural/you dont belong in this game so jus strip for the cash/your career gon end like princess diana's life in a crash/i cant give you a break cuz you probably aint a pretty hoe/this chick more of a gold digga than the girls in Kanye's video/girl you cant scare me cuz all you could do is give me a lady slap/you'd think she'd robbed Russel's wife cuz she got alot of Baby Phat(fat)/so here's a lesson stay undaground flowin like ya period on your lil beats/cuz when you hear about her skills on the mic people say shiite(she ight) like they talkin bout the religion frrom the middle east
no wonda ya took so long thats a big rap!
yeah i know that's how all my raps are
yea that sounds good. Me an hitman against gustav an francias? that cool wit you hitman?
DJ QUICK KID
if im mary poppins,
have a spoon full a suga wiv this rap it'll help it go down, wipe that grin up off ya face boy coz im a turn it upside down, **** ya got more refrences to kiddie stuff than a clown, you must be in Disney land **** this boy is mickey mouse, yo I saw ya on tha news kid leavin micheal jacksons house, I know ya bin writin these punchlines since 05 but they still aint gonna top my freestyles. Im too wild dj, ya just a child, got scared at Godzilla thinking it's a thriller wot u doin battling a real life **** killa coz u cant hide from me behind a pilla, Fu*k gold, im a grave digga wiv my finga adding pressure to a hair trigger, I betta point out that this aint tha fair, quik look kid tha cotton candys ova there! Its you im gon be robbin n leavin ya chest wide open, ya ma shudda got rid, when ya got stuk in her fallopian, but she was too high on opiates, to realize she had an inbred growin in her guts, your still waiting for the drop of ya nuts, its inevitable like death that I take the crown in battle town, I reign, you was born with heroin rushin round ya brain, when I spit you leave stains, I'll leave ya body in a mosh pit as stiff as fraiser crane, if im from tha middle east, im flyin ya plane!, I cause theories and conspiracies more than oj simpson, you about as dumb as homer **** simpson, more in tha past than bill Clinton, if brains was made of chocolate ya wouln't fill a smartie n stop talking bout brand names when ya steal from salvation army, got guts tho boy daring to spar me, its you that needs a miracle, ask nice and I might giv ya one, yeah I'll write ya a PG rhyme n so ya 2 understand I'll make it trivial, coz I know this drop has just bewildered ya,
go play wiv ya building blocks lol put down ya glocks, its time for fya 2 school ya so u betta pull up ya socks, I bet really you're a poser who parties wiv tha jocks, now fyas rhymes all ova ya like chicken pox. Got this on lock so bad its Fort fukin Knox, a lady slap just turned into a brick in a sock, swing it at ya head if ya don't sling ya hook ya gon be dead ya jus jealous I got baby fat coz u neva get fed, fuk ya viper im a UK sniper born and bred,
I would watch ya starve to death before I break my bread
oh n djquick kid i ain gon front damn you got sum real raw talent
, that gon take ya to tha top if ya push it, ur just tha competition i need u got me tryna step up my game, respect to ya! :wink:
yo u and me done or we gon go anotha round?
yo w/e i'll drop my second verse
thanks for that explanation of my rap but i dont remember askin for your critique/before you speak plug them bullet holes in your physique that leak to make you weak/you gon step to somebody who runs this site every day of the week/your raps are elementary so you and me aren't the same/your rapbook wouldn't be hot even if you held it over an open flame/put my glock down aight it's cool cuz i still walk wit a light snub/your spit was worse than the spit of some U.K fool that tried to battle in fight club/i just begun to spit and kick it/difference between our countries is that we got basketball and ya'll got cricket/actually **** it i aint gon drop my glock i'mma keep clickin it/when it comes to my career you aint even a factor g/this chick recycled more rap books than a paper recycling factory/i'm surprised you spit back i thought u was too dumb to read it/when it comes to you mike and the kids you got somethin in common you like to Beat It/i know she love sausage and she know i aint talkin bout pig then/step up your game you'd still lose if your skill level was as high as Big Ben/snitch i bet you lookin for somebody to tell on/i'd shoot you but you aint the one i wanna use my shells on/my raps are already smooth to go down they dont need suga milk or honey/my skill is real yours is about as fake as laundered money/them guns gon have ya brain commin out soft and gushy/they say you are what you eat so you must be pussy/wow you sayin i'm a little kid thats really original/your skill is minimal my ryhmes are criminal which is y i'mma have you bleedin and critical/you gon talk about my mom take a look into your mother's world/she popped you out and wasnt talkin bout the makeup when she said you need some Covergirl/i bet your idol is fergie from b.e.p/but you can't be like her cuz you in v.i.p on your knees givin executive v.p. s some stds/when it comes to reppin spots like england why you even tryin to do your part for/my lyrics gon leave you wit more holes than an overused dartboard/stop rappin cuz you type like you dislexic/i'm starvin you so skinny people think you anorexic/i'm rippin on your country yeah i'm goin there/**** that Bill Clinton **** girl you dumber than Tony Blair/you aint able to flow like that kid on MTV o wait i forgot you too poor to afford cable shows/you don't belong here cuz you aint Able2Know/this chicks weak spits are startin to bug me/you gon go down faster than a fat guy playin rugby/i really dont wanna do this to ya and leave your blood pourin/but kid you borin leave it to the U.S we dont need anybody thats foreign/my raps bout to take you down a peg/even more than when your parents found out you got a dick between ya legs/you dont fit in rap but you fit in stripper boots/only way you blow up is if you standin near a propane tank and somebody shoots/now i'm done so lemme give you the straight facts/you couldnt stop the flow even if you had a Tampax
