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yhh man u kno the name ull kno who i am

i dont float like a butterfly or sting like a bee

ill hit u so hard ull end up at the ever side of the sea

u think that ur sick but bruv i disagree

have u on the floor countdown 1,2,3

ill make sure ur girlz on 1 knee

ive heard ur cocks the size of a pee

bruv wait when she sees the size of me

come on bruv ur not no badman u c on t.v

ull c me raping ur girl on the news bbc

ill b eatin ur girls clit like im eatin chicken from kfc

she dont want u kno more uve gt h.i.v

ill have ur girlz in handcuffs like im the la.p.d

u kno it aint long be4 ill b on m.t.v

my cum will blow in ur girlz face like t.n.t

ur girll will be playin wid my balls like shes a refree

for the sexiest white by u know i was nominee

bruv u look like a suqirell go run up a tree

come on ruv im merkin u and i aint even a mc

but u kno ur boiz will have diz tune on there mp3

coz everman cant help but listen to me

ur girlz on lock bruv ive got the master key

ur girls not a slagg suminnk wrong woopsey

shes done nuthink wid u and everythink wid me

i even know her bra sizee doublle d

ill b shootin up any man like im playin cod 3

u aint gt no mum ur an adoptee

i aint no serial killer but ill still go on a killing spree

no1s at my pace u aint gna catch me

ull get ur boiz thats a big mistake g

ill kill u and say hello wen u c biggie

coz no1 in the world cann come step too me

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listen up u illiterate fuck.

i think ur fingers stuck on the letter E,

a pathetic emcee.

tv, 3, emcee, mp3, g, key, and 3 times over the word me,

this isnt rhyming so heres a free lesson,

so grab a pen and pad fast cause class is now in session,

ill tear your crew to pieces while asleep

then force feed u faeces for a week,

your weak,

you silly fool,

how can u expect me to respect skill in you,

when ur only rhyming one cylibal,

is that word to big for you,

and ur right u would need to rape my girl,

cause seeing a silly prick like u would only make her hurl,

ur verbal chlamydia

in future the only thing u should write is ur signature,

but spell check it first, ha ha.

im spitting metaphors to settle scores,

im killing cunts and whores with a blunted board and a hunting sword,

ill force weak emcees like u to retire,

it aint easy to spit or write some shit when ur bodys burning on fire

ill be turning pliers ripping ur teeth out,

just to make sure u never rap again or try to speak out,

is this clear for u, can u read between the lines,

josef fritzel will be freed before ur signed,

u and ur crew are another example of the blind leading the blind,

and i find ur petty challenge funny,

be thankfull im in a good mood or ude see a good dude turn ugly,

your a weakling, an amatuer who needs teaching,

is ur lesson learnt mr e , or shall i continue this beating,

better think again before battling me here on beatking,

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My vote goes to Messenger - for this round

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bruv u chat wack your not even in my pack so pass the mic u beta run ome ur mums rubing some mans microphone dont even speak to me with that tone im the king in the throne ill kick your arss sell yyou like gold or brass not even to buy the top grass left that shit in the past fuck it dont aim to come last select me im garunteed to but a bullet in your arss i dont come in with the big macs i come in wid the big tracks i got biger bars than mounteverist your no gangster your a wanker chuck me any beat ill grime to it chuck me any wifey ill ride to it bruv im well known unlike u me4 residents u no i back it pass me the powder u no ill rack it i only used one thing to get know it ant a weapon its a microphone im a chatham boy ill take ya wallet nicly bruv dont move or ill split u in 2 dont cry u newb go ome get mummy to cook u some food wile you in school learning im in the studios merking bruv thats takin the piss your looking like oliver twist you can be my slave ill make u sick in a tick wid this stick if u dont get me a spliff

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bruv u chat wack your not even in my pack so pass the mic u beta run ome ur mums rubing some mans microphone dont even speak to me with that tone im the king in the throne ill kick your arss sell yyou like gold or brass not even to buy the top grass left that shit in the past fuck it dont aim to come last select me im garunteed to but a bullet in your arss i dont come in with the big macs i come in wid the big tracks i got biger bars than mounteverist your no gangster your a wanker chuck me any beat ill grime to it chuck me any wifey ill ride to it bruv im well known unlike u me4 residents u no i back it pass me the powder u no ill rack it i only used one thing to get know it ant a weapon its a microphone im a chatham boy ill take ya wallet nicly bruv dont move or ill split u in 2 dont cry u newb go ome get mummy to cook u some food wile you in school learning im in the studios merking bruv thats takin the piss your looking like oliver twist you can be my slave ill make u sick in a tick wid this stick if u dont get me a spliff

listen son i think u need some direction,

its crazy for u too spend ur life expecting rejection,

u wining , the chances are slim,

heres a tip for u dont get involved in battles u cant win,

i will pass the mic but the only people runing,

is the crowd when u open your mouth and say something,

why dont u try rhyming a word with more than one cylibal,

u silly fool, u a bitch jump the fuck off my dick,

if u wanna step up to a bruiser make sure ur lirics are packing a punch,

cause right now ur a looser that im chewing up and having for lunch,

u in the studios merking, yeah right,

its u the studios deserting a dead mic,

im including u in my future too,

a song all about shooting u,

called disillusioned pussys 2,

i noticed in ur profile ur favourite artists chipmunk,

why dont u join him why dont u both cut ur wrists up,

just get the fuck off my nuts,

just keep ur bitch trap shut,

u aint no king on a thrown,

just save those bitch spits for when ur sitting alone at home,

u aint known nor will u ever be,

attacking me aint clever see,

cause u will never be on the same rictor scale,

of these criptic tales, this is the wishing well so throw ur coin,

wish for some skill little boy,

ur too comercial too common,

ive seen a thousand of u and ur still at the bottom of the list

where has it gotten u fucking with this,

this is talent delivered to u,

i could spend a thousand years and never give this to you,

u couldnt learn this even if u was determined,

i feed the sermin,

u a jew im the german,

i aint through u a serpant,

a snake in the grass,

take ur teeth out my ass,

next time u wanna step at me,

bring better weaponry,

dont bring nursery rhymes to a deadly emcee,

hows that nob in ur fist, how does it feel taking a dick from oliver twist,

yeah any rhymes u can spit i can spit better,

and all that shit uve writ ive writ better,

infact ive shit better,

i can sense ur mouths now closing,

i can sense ur trousers are soaking,

think before that mouth starts opening and writing shit,

cause i aint even started fucking writing yet.

Edited by messenger

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both off uz r tru tru wasteman

lukin 2 clash go change man

ur barz r wack i can tell u r tru tru batty man

shhhhh u waste mam stop copy and pasting your bars isit cus im to flye 4 the likes of you

now take a seat, then open wide fer the meat,

i spit heat, ill incerrate any wack MC that i meet,

fuck the street,pass me the chong ill rip it wile ill merk u by this song dont give me that crap im a muny man turn penies into pounds,pounds into fivers ,fivers into browsers wile your seling them crack sells for fivers first questions after

from time my gun burst no more laughter

them man cant laugh with me

or fist me

one man soldier you must be on crack like whitney or losing your marbles like britney

now whoes looking prity not you ur looking quite sicky so take a hankie and a bicie I spray like CS or H Y P S,

I'm controlling the game like a DS,

And this might offend ya,

You know me from bars that I might've lent yaim fired up, go get a fire truck

i can write a better sixteen

then ur best sixteen-next sixteen

wiv my two eyes shut

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both off uz r tru tru wasteman

lukin 2 clash go change man

ur barz r wack i can tell u r tru tru batty man

shhhhh u waste mam stop copy and pasting your bars isit cus im to flye 4 the likes of you

now take a seat, then open wide fer the meat,

i spit heat, ill incerrate any wack MC that i meet,

fuck the street,pass me the chong ill rip it wile ill merk u by this song dont give me that crap im a muny man turn penies into pounds,pounds into fivers ,fivers into browsers wile your seling them crack sells for fivers first questions after

from time my gun burst no more laughter

them man cant laugh with me

or fist me

one man soldier you must be on crack like whitney or losing your marbles like britney

now whoes looking prity not you ur looking quite sicky so take a hankie and a bicie I spray like CS or H Y P S,

I'm controlling the game like a DS,

And this might offend ya,

You know me from bars that I might've lent yaim fired up, go get a fire truck

i can write a better sixteen

then ur best sixteen-next sixteen

wiv my two eyes shut

You are horrible :smile:

P.S. I give credit where it's due, so don't think I'm hating

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u can keep droping over my shit all day long, but its clear u dont have much skill or talent, i appreciate a challenge and dont like to be negative towards anyones writing but since your gonna keep being fucking mouthy im gonna tell u the truth.

you are shit in terms of a writer rapper and emcee, your writing skills grammer and spelling is pathetic u barely make sense it dosnt flow atall i have to stop and reread every couple of lines.

its a joke, in terms of challenging me u way out of ur league, keep practicing come back in about 100 years, u are not worthy nor is your bars worthy of a reply, and why u came on here and launched a attack on me i dont know, but its as good as suicide,

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you bars are gd tink u ganna beat me ant givin up tho lol ;)

your chick loves my disco stick you keep throwin these bars at me they ant even hiting me im fly flyer than ever pull my ak out you tuching the lether you tink your rely clever but the truth is im on the top sector theres only room 4 one so i gues you done no hard feeling just gues you fucking dum like me or hate me ive still one but ill put u under my wing and show u how its done one day u might be numb one but till im gone ur jst a lil chum so put the mic dwn and you bum cus i ant done

and wat u mean horible under the lst lines ??????

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I'm thugged out enough to beat your fucking ass right now

I'll make your best rap wack with a rap right now

Cuz I'm the jacka the calidod pack the yay sacker

Tell your bitch to shut the fuck up for I slap her

Yea the jacka the spectacular my hold makes me

Look like dacula plus the young mob nigga that's smother shit

For the scrill my real niggas noting know who it feels

Bitch open your eyes and realize that you cry on ya

Cover your head and duck when bullets flying on ya

When that ak spits you can't save shit you on your way

To your grave bitch

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I'm thugged out enough to beat your fucking ass right now

I'll make your best rap wack with a rap right now

Cuz I'm the jacka the calidod pack the yay sacker

Tell your bitch to shut the fuck up for I slap her

Yea the jacka the spectacular my hold makes me

Look like dacula plus the young mob nigga that's smother shit

For the scrill my real niggas noting know who it feels

Bitch open your eyes and realize that you cry on ya

Cover your head and duck when bullets flying on ya

When that ak spits you can't save shit you on your way

To your grave bitch

This nigga don't know who got the game in knots

ya girls lipstick round my dick stained the cock

talk shit like a thug and watch ya frame get shot

wit ya fitted on the ground and ya brains on top

if you really feelin froggy and you wanna fight knuckle up

my niggaz WILL ride on you my advice buckle up

fag ass nigga, passed trash nigga

internet gangsta ready to blast niggaz

food for thought, it's not what you do but how you do it

check how I kick these rhymes all the time without music

- from my men-TALS, hence thou niggeth is damn fake

you'll get the Biz-quick like pancakes

you ain't real and I ain't gotta see in ya eyes

the only time you serve a block is on NBA Live

Step Up! Press ya luck your first shall be ya last

my flows accepted everywhere that's why they call me CA$H

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Get it right, ya bitch is just a waste of my time throw ya brain away,It's a waste of ya mind think you can spit, I'm spittin ya spine resporator won't be zig zags it'll be be a flat line i'm tellin you what to do when i step in this place the doctor's can't help they got to leave the bullets stuck in ya face.

Illest spit cause see i keep niffin up snot cause if talk then ya moms will find ya dead in a box open casket look i got the gadget that transform right in ya face and melt ya skin like plastic ya bitch my gun will make ya chest burn smoothly when i draw it out it'll look like a western movie try me now, I bet i can make you wet the bed shot gun with the shells that cover ya egg head feds is lookin for me , But i'm a little to fast rob ya set with a gage and a president mask look,i might hit you, ya brain tissue wit a sword as deadly as army missles

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the doctor's can't help they got to leave the bullets stuck in ya face.

can we say Jadakiss and Styles P ooh let's say early 2000's.

Step ya game up 'B'.

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no no its not really that long

you could have a mixtape 20 tracks strong

im a come through with 24 bars

and tell an mc put any track on

man dont wanna clash, ready thats long,

me i got a flow with many cats on

no what ther not doing it right

so i will eliminate any thats rong

your like a hippy cuz you love pippy never skip it aint night time you slime .you drive me insane o wait ill refrain that ryme some time so in the meantime its wartime ill thrown a bomb and kill you like a wigwam ill speak up on a intercom i wont even speak clam ill be like Mj and slam dunk you stupid punk you small like funk and BO every one else knows watch the water flow you look like gumbo fuck you got ears like dumbo go play some more water polo......Aiyyo its on, I see how niggas didn't learn

You is wrong, thought the fire didn't burn

Its on, me and Pun ain't from the Bronx

You's wrong, nigga we can get it on

guns we toss 'em, and bodies we auction

To his family we tell 'em he owed us a fortune

Gimme forty-thou, you can have yo' child, you don't know

What I had to go through, to clap this clown, check my background

The last nigga to see you bleed, the last nigga to see you breath

The last nigga you wish you shoulda believed

And Drag move quick, blend right into a wall like a brick

The only thing you see before I blow off ya shit is my wrist

'Cuz my hand the gun is covered in

Not this range, when I pump this pistol, its very rare I miss it

Damn it on ya lips

Y'all keep talkin like y'all teflon with no weap-ons

Nigga I'm pumpin my four, I ain't throwin no more

Nowadays niggas run upstairs, open they drawer

My circumstance, you ain't got that chance mines in my draw, you get it?

Thats means y'all walks for two dicks, so don't be stupid

and make me use one unless you ?that bitch?

I told these niggas, that I was the sickest bitch

And everytime you spit, I'ma spit some sicker shit

Ridicoulous, I reminise when I blaze the track

Tight shit, make a nigga wanna play ya back

I'm hatin that, but I'ma make 'em all believers

Fuck hot, I'ma come and straight drop a fever

Cop a heater, turn around and pop your leader

And for the followers, I'ma leave their heads hollower

Make your wig twisted as if I was Oliver

Layin in a hospital, hooked up the monitors

Thats for the game, y'all lames just came to first

'Cuz I ain't neva heard a bitch straight flame a verse

I blame the church, how God let you lie like that

Who scribed you for, 'cuz you ain't neva rhymed like that

How the fuck you gon' tell me that chick is tight

She ain't 'aight 'cuz she don't write, you wrong

you turn :)

Edited by daniels

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this is jst lil biut more cary oin from that one just put on

Who the fuck want beef with Joe Crack

Make your body fold back

Lift his soul with the chrome mack

I don't chat on the phone, 'cuz the phone tapped

You heard theres money on the block we control that

I got the work in the pot where that stove at

Cook it up 'til its wack, get my dough back

You niggas so wack, tryin'a compete

I blind you with heat, I'm the reason crime on the street

I die for my peeps, keep an open eye when I sleep

Let you slide when I coulda put five in your Jeep

Who's liver than me? I ain't know you really want it

I'm like Christ, niggas beg for they life when they see me comin

Ain't nodoby gonna stop my shine, you out'cho mind

Don't make me have to cock my nine, pop ya spine

Neva did believe in the Don's

since ninety-two I've been proving that y'all niggas was wrong

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this is jst lil biut more cary oin from that one just put on

Who the fuck want beef with Joe Crack

Make your body fold back

Lift his soul with the chrome mack

I don't chat on the phone, 'cuz the phone tapped

You heard theres money on the block we control that

I got the work in the pot where that stove at

Cook it up 'til its wack, get my dough back

You niggas so wack, tryin'a compete

I blind you with heat, I'm the reason crime on the street

I die for my peeps, keep an open eye when I sleep

Let you slide when I coulda put five in your Jeep

Who's liver than me? I ain't know you really want it

I'm like Christ, niggas beg for they life when they see me comin

Ain't nodoby gonna stop my shine, you out'cho mind

Don't make me have to cock my nine, pop ya spine

Neva did believe in the Don's

since ninety-two I've been proving that y'all niggas was wrong

yo rhys its tommy now my go manz :)

Yo I,

murrant on these

Put these MC's on deep freeze

Hit these, whip these and rip these

Come like busta we flip these

Please, dont rap with these

Fearless, angry, sick MC's

Dont like Christine's or Britney's

La La's or Tinky Winky's

This one's strictly for picnies

Old school afros, dry white kness

Barklays, Halifax we stick these

Endless gunshots we lick these

Trick these CID's with ease

Touch mic MC's jump like fleas

Player haters get chopped like trees avoid Rascal to avoid injuries

Edited by murrant boh

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sick of you fakes tink u can step up to me u ant got the degree ive got the amo it ganna take out ur fucking famo im a gangster fam ur dreamin if u tink u got the bars from above fuck u ill always be higher than u you say 32 bars stop lickin my fucking arss u say to me safe man shup ill take u to ya fucking grave fam i ant no waste man time is tickin fam ur ganna be in your box ill put my ak to you head ur ganna be fucking dead fam u ant got the iq of a tree man and u tink u can take on me man fuck u fuck ur boys ill make chedar out of use u ant got a fuckin clue

brrrrrrrraaaaapppp cme bk wen u is readyyy fam

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