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07-04-2008 03:07 AM
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Now everybody in the 2-0-2,
Throw your hands in the air cause fat joe is through.
Now everybody in the 2-0-2 throw them up. check it out.
I’m a white boy, but my neck is red,
I put miracle whip on my wonder bread.
My face is pale, nah I’ve never been jail,
Me & buffy spend every winter at vail.
How many bitches have I slapped? zero.
And martha stewart happens to be my hero.
I grew up on a farm and I was born with no rhythm,
Dr. phil’s my unkle and I like to hang with him.
I can’t dance, I wear kkhaki pants,
My middle name’s lance, my grandma’s from france.
So maybe I’m wack, cuz' my skin ain’t black,
But you can’t talk smack cuz' whity just struck back

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07-04-2008 03:08 AM
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Good Lord.


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07-04-2008 03:27 AM
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watch scary movie much?

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07-04-2008 03:29 AM
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What does that have to do with this?


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07-04-2008 03:30 AM
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That’s the verse from the rap battle in Scary Movie 3

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07-04-2008 03:31 AM
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59595 wrote: That’s the verse from the rap battle in Scary Movie 3



Ah, Is this John?


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07-04-2008 03:32 AM
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Darth Nihilus wrote:

59595 wrote: That’s the verse from the rap battle in Scary Movie 3



Ah, Is this John?



Who?

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07-04-2008 03:33 AM
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59595 wrote:

Darth Nihilus wrote:

59595 wrote: That’s the verse from the rap battle in Scary Movie 3



Ah, Is this John?



Who?



Ah, never mind then.


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#9
07-04-2008 11:07 AM
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I remember that fro mscary movie three, that was funny he put his hood on his head and look like a KKK member so they through him out of a window


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07-18-2008 12:22 AM
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Ay man I aint Lil Wayne but if ya chop my nuts off Ill sound tha same

I aint stuntin like my daddy cuz my raps aint as lame

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

Put a cap in his ass and I promise he wont sing another a milli a milli a milli

Im a whole 500 Degreez hotter and I just started this game

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

There were 3 damn droughts cuz i drank all his water

Came around twice and fed my dick to his daughter

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

He aint the Best Rapper Alive not even the twenty-third

His voice sounds like a white trash drunk whos voice is slurred

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

I may not pop bottles like I won a championship

But I got lyrics that’ll make Waynes heart beat skip....heart beat skip

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

When Kyree hits the scene best pack ya Duffle Bag Boy

Cause im on a mission that is a verbal attack of search and destroy dissin

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

Best send tha Fireman home cause I put out ya flame

Put ya wack ass lyrics out without even takin aim

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

And Im so Fo Sheezy that Weezy is too easy diss

His lines arent worth my two squirts of piss

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

Talkin bout Gangstas and Pimps this gangsta needs to catch a glimpse

Of the new wave of sound of my type of Gangsta Shit

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

Go DJ that’s my DJ

Just kill me if I say that any day

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

Shawty aint humpin cuz shes suckin on ma lollipop

Ill take her later to see if I can make that cherry pop

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

Pop that Pussy was a song about himself

Lil Wayne doesnt need dissin he does it by himself

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

Sky’s the Limit? Yea boy that’s a crip thing

Last time I checked werent you a blood Wayne?

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

Pump that Bass while my fist sets pace

I’ll give ya a reason not to feel your face

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

Tha block aint hot it’s cold as snow

I got Mr. Carter regurgitating blood from his own menstrual flow

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me

I be runnin laps around Weezy’s raps

Wayne I do want war I’ll make ya lungs collapse

So fuckin kill me kill me kill me


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07-18-2008 12:38 AM
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MY LYRICS ARE THE KEY

YOU FALL TO UR KNEES


ITS THE WILL OF LIFE

YOU TRY TO DECIPH THESE LYRICS

BUT THA WORDS ARE TOO ILL

IT SENDS YA CHILLZ TAKIN YA FREE WILL

THERE AINT NO DOUBT THESE WORDS WILL SURELY KILL

YOUR SOUL HAS NO CHOICE

BUT TO LISTEN TO MY VOICE

THESE OTHER WACK RHYMES

AINT GOT NOTHIN ON ME

J STEPH IS THE ONE TO BE

TRY TO FUCK WIT ME HOMIE YOU WISH YOU COULD

MAN FUCK THAT ILL LEAVE EVERYONE IS DISBELIEF

CAUSE THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE AINT NO GAME

EVERY OTHER RAPPERS STYLE SOUNDS THE FUCKN SAME

BITCHES CANT EVEN KEEP A BEAT

MY FLOW IS LIKE CRACK UR ADDICTED AS SHIT

SO SIT THE FUCK BACK WHILE I TAKE CONTROL THIS BEAT

CAUSE I KNOW THAT YOU CANT SURVIVE THE HEAT

I BRING TOO MUCH

YOU WANNA BACK OUT

TRYN TO SHOUT

REACHIN OUT YOUR HAND FOR MY GRACE

GET YO HAND BACK UR A FUCKN DISGRACE

I SET THE PACE

ITS ALL TOO REAL

CANT CATCH UR GRIP ON REALITY

YOUR MY SUBJECT OF MORTALITY

THE INSANITY IS BUILDING

STARTING TO GO CRAZY

ITS REALLY KIKIN IN

NOT KNOWIN WHEN YOULL HAVE THIS MENTAL OUTBURST

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07-18-2008 12:38 AM
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There aint no other MC that can rap like me

And its just bout time that everyone sees

Im the illest freestyler so u must remember me

My rhymes are like jesus theyll set u free

Ya souls trapped in a cage

Ya hearts full of rage

Wanting revenge

Breakin the joints of hinge

Its not pretend

This is the real thing

Kasanova is here

You better start to fear

Im the new kid in tha city

Showin nobody pity

your rhymes so shity

Im the king of rap

Like lebron in basketball

Battle me and forsure ull fall

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07-18-2008 12:38 AM
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Rituals and habituals leave my mind demented


Panicking over nothing, actions misrepresented


Unable to feel contented, there’s a must to touch


It’s unjust that my minds twisted like double dutch


Discussed through psychiatric wards worldwide


They stride only to collide, cures they can’t provide


So my mind stays fried, in a frenzy of repetitions


Where intuition on my condition is my only mission


Fighting for definitions, while seemingly chained down


For when I make progress, I’ve got to touch around


Losing my train of thought, derailed in an instance


While my mind cerebrates about everything in existence


Walking back and forth, completing pointless objectives


Through my perspective, I’m my own personal detective


I’m very defective, clues lead in a useless direction


Where inspection of my need for perfection…


…is just a case of natural selection


One in fifty thousand live with this rejection non stop


We need answers, or will continue to burn in the melting pot


Until then, I’ll live in denial, feeling hostile and not worthwhile


Continuing to suffer from rituals and habituals…


…Because the answer will not be in existence for awhile

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07-18-2008 12:39 AM
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yo i kick flows and rip shows


straight dis hoes, ur bitch knows


talk shit bro and get ya wrist slit slow


and six ribs broke


i’m on some insane deranged shit


my brains size allows me to shape shift


like the black suited sentinels from the matrix


if i battle you don’t meet ya death fake or stage it


cuz if you still got ya life i’m hunting you down to take it


my lyrics upset ya stomach like ulcers


i’m slapping you till you see planets


i’m the type that be clutching a knife and foams at the mouth


screwin ya wife while she alone at ya house


i’m leaving punks in wheelchairs


i’ll scare you till you feel fear


so tremendous ya eyes will bleed tears


and scream and screech till you need air


i hit homies constantly like enter on ya keyboard


and blow spots up like 400 pounds of C-4


i dont wunt none of you punks cloning this


cuz i’m claiming more lives than a drunk motorist


i sack rappers like linebackers for the packers


and snap they backs like gram crackers


and grasp the world in my hands like atlas


and i’ll smash the whole map


and give these insolent fools wut the hell they asked for


forget a body cast try a body bag


if u wanna brag


i’m a pump the shoty fast


aim at ya frame and drop ya ass

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07-18-2008 12:39 AM
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A shot to the throat deals a blow to the vision


With a mission for precision with it’s neural division


As the thoughts drift along with every disposition


To the carefree mass of mindless decisions


Remission’s a nightmare of epic proportions


The goal isn’t recovery--


It’s total distortion


So just pour some more until your instinct hits the floor


Let your vitals start to roar until it seems like less is more


It’s an encore of chaos until your will is broken


Telling token secrets that were better left unspoken


Before you’re choking on blood...


or is it raspberry pucker??


And screaming “mother fucker!" till they mix you another


Sobreity is fading, invading the edges of time


Ticking off the hours with a fresh wedge of lime


Sublime retention then divine intervention


As your sin hits the toilet as a crude introspection


Confession forgotten, the aroma so rotten


Passed out on the couch, drowning guilt in its cotton

The spirits forgotten, not knowin who you are

Wonderin how the hell you made it this far

When you stuck behind bars

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07-18-2008 12:41 AM
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Addicted to the beat like I was addicted to crack

Kyree is back wit this lyrical batch

Of fresh baked lyrics to battle the wack

This shit is verbal payback

Vicous nouns and terrifying abverbs

And these angry adjectives kill all these wack herbs

Dont think your ill

Just cause you O.D. on pills

Real skills like mine are the ones that get you to Beverly Hills

And Kyree kills with this lyrical 9mm which pierces the skin

You cant fight back so you gotta take it on the chin

Cause this situation is a win-win for me

You just came up short like Robert E. Lee

And na bitch this aint no Civil War

Im responsible for this rap that is hardcore

I explore upon your wackness like I was Lewis & Clark

Beatin your ass is like a walk in the park

Writtin up on you like Jesus in the Gospel of Mark

Ima snap ya neck for every stupid remark you make

God created lyrical flow on the seventh day

And gave it me in a similar way

Kyree is the name Im the beast

You must feed me rappers or feed me the beats

Cause I am something that cannot be beat

Salvage the beast or be salvaged by

The illest rapper whos odds he defys


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