yo slipperz i'll battle on your side against these guys and yea im all good
theprofessor wrote:yo slipperz i'll battle on your side against these guys and yea im all good
sweet, when they drop you can drop a verse if you want, i want to go last but don't care that much
im out for a while. back later
uh oh!!!! lets get this goin ppl this is crazy we got n8 and king jay, vs. mc slipperz and proffesser, im cool wit all these ppl and all these guys are really good, lets get it goin
The battle was a 2on2 against me and don vs CRITICAL and slipperz sorry prof .
ight lemme get at crack again
you should listen to Texas Thug and believe the hype/cuz i'm killin you wit every bar that i write/now here's a situation that i gotta address/how come everytime i blow your brains out there's always a mess/cuz we all know you aint got a mind or at least not when you rap/i think that on here we a little past the bad rapper salary cap/you talk that **** when i aint here and didn't think i'd view it/just know if i say i'ma bust you in the lip i'ma do it/cuz i mean what i say and say what i mean/so you better believe i'ma put a hole in your spleen/i'm comin at you so fast you'd think i was goin full throttle/you never had the chance to "pop off" like an empty soda bottle/i aint gonna bite Pac's lyrics i got my own/so does it make you feel good that you aint versin someone full grown/if you got a life then what you doin on here/take my advice and go sit down maybe grab a beer/when you rap that **** is an abbomination/since you in last place so much i guess you enjoy the accomidations/i can detect that you a hater and i aint even an inspector/kid you couldn't find someone wit metal even if you had a metal detector/i controll you on here so i guess i'm your director/you like someone wit deformed arms cuz you need a hand/you couldn't bring the noise if you brought a marchin band/i'll have you so torn up you couldn't get sewn up even by a tailor/while you readin this in your little trailer i can tell you gettin paler/just cuz you wack at rappin it isn't my fault/or the fact that your mom is on the pole more than someone who pole vaults/put your face down cuz you can't look me in the eye/the only way your career could go down any further is if you die/see i aint from the west side but i got a gangsta nation/meanwhile you bitchin and snitchin at the police station/it aint my fault you really like penetration/go get ti kri i'll take both of you on at once/i'll have your bodies sent farther than a pro kickers punts/it's like every time you rap the amount of skill seems to worsen/your raps matter to me like a movie to a blind person/i'll have you in the hospital layin on your deathbed/and i'll be fuckin your bitch and smackin up your bestfriend/your lucky i aint pulled out the nine and started punchin holes in your mouth/man you could be T.I and you still wouldn't be the king of the south/i'll pour cement on your rhyme books so your raps can be concrete/cuz on here so far your rhymes have been obsolete/after readin some of your spits there's somethin i've concluded/that when you lookin for victory you always are eluded/i got real guns yours are full of blanks/so you don't get hurt know i aint talkin bout missed kicks when i'm talkin about shanks/i think though that you owe me some thanks/cuz now you don't gotta worry about gettin knocked out by my ranks/you already know that you gonna be in for a surprise when you start to get wise/talkin all them lies so u wonder why it's at you the bullets fly/next time you wanna talk **** about me say it to my face and be a man/your hopes of winnin this battle are in "neverland" with peter pan/i'll put more holes in you than that stupid yellow sponge/so don't be surprised when your heart rate takes a plunge/you **** wit other guys yet you call me a dyke/you may not run a railroad but i'ma have to impale you wit a spike/this kid so dumb i could strangle him wit a cordless mic
nice spit man that was crazy
good looks and thanks 4 defendin me against wat crack was sayin when i wasn't there
no prob homie u know this crew always got yo back
iight ima spit
i know these homies aint tough i know these homies be lien,
they think they can run they mouth then they gonna be dien,
texas thug, thats the name and plz dont wear it out,
ppl think ima punk and i went to the boy scouts,
yo homie u think u know enough to take me out in a fight?
listen punk ill tell u this once i am white,
the homies be backin me up for every step i take,
and when i bet on a battle i know i can make high stakes,
critical said **** king jay so i knew he crossed the line,
i was gonna let it go to see if everything would go fine,
but he said it to quik too with crack and ti kri,
youve all just been burned, turn away and stare down at yo feet,
u dont curse out my homies and expect to walk away proud,
when im done wit u ill turn that smile upside down,
cause im the one wearin the crown,
u wanna take me on come down to h-town
iight how old iz every1....im 14
pretty sad that crack can't even beat teenagers
iight im out 4 like 30 mins
peace
yo da kid y u steal my hitlist?
hey, who in here can spit about PRINTERS for 36 bars? let's see it...
that'd be the biggest waste of a freestyle ever
