hmm how do i start??..I’ll guess I’ll go right to the finish//
this dude fucks around and goes...right to the clinic//
dont write shit to Vintage unless its a fan letter//
cuz this heat ah make u tan better than a Klan member//
damnn i keep gettin fresher as I grow like a plant//
u grow like an ant..tryna step to me with that Bow-legged stance//
hold up,your gettin crushed, so i come with an air raid//
you dont get money,your on the corner beggin for spare change//
yo vintage no disrepect but ur straight trash ur a lil school girl
so ima take advantage of that ass wat else am i suppost to do
ima make u my lil apprentice make u do dirt like u was an earth worm dude
u a fake fuckin chump i bet u lik eatin dick for lunch since beef come by the plenty for you
i bet u love swallowing cum like spaggetti
u a fictinional rapper no pussy gettin actor u water gun clapper il slap ya get u right
then blow ur head off with the fuckin snipe
ur like a newborn in this rap game u just stated teething best believe it
all the hoes know that im enternialy heatin catchin on fire now im over heated
so beat it dude my body blows have you kneeled over with internal bleeding
i kill hobos with my shit, slap bums wit the hand/
call kazi the spic, he ain’t nuttin but dumb in a can/ (dominican)
spit shit so ill, its like my words got his lungs in a jam/
gasp..bitch just like how ya throat takes cum from a man/
got shit written all ova his face like his head’s in the potty/
but i make hits...nahh im just a rapper instead of a gotti/ get it?
if he claim he fly, ill shoot down his plane, head, and body/
why else would this dumbass call himself dead kamakazi?/ UH!!
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Last edited 30 Apr 2009 07:12 pm by Speakerzzz AKA Rap Beast...DAMN RIGHT
Don’t know who you are, but I can tell you wont go far//
Neva rapped before, but I guess its time to spar//
Your name is a number, wow, that’s bizarre//
Seems like your uncreative, probably are//
Your just some numbers, im the ghost//
You can try to touch me, but you wont come close//
So give me your best, if your up to the test//
I give you mine, hope it puts you to rest//
My first rap eva, why do you have quotation 226? And WTF is a “Sucky Lame” lol.
you callin me a spic? trick get off my dick,
you prolly from udaho so ima call you hick,
unlike you i get the doe so call me the bakers man,
you gonna be shaq when you leavin the lakers man,(leave the site)
no need for a punchline but obviously you do,
your no match for me so ill give you to king boo,
its ok you didnt do to bad ill give you an applaud,
but i heard they made you a mod thats where they flawed,
yeah had like 10 min to write my internets fucked up
ok, he joked on my name, but he aint “said shit yet”
A bitch, what he is, and what he’ll “never get”
like slugs to a cheetah, you aint a “threat in this place”
my slugs travel fast tho, they’ll “tear up ya face”
ya style aint shit, yous just a “sucky lame”
the crowd be yellin “BOO!!" to you, not cuz its your “fuckin name”
he’s already dead, as he said, cant you see I “wrecked this ho?"
you couldnt get hot if you wore a buncha jackets in “Mexico”
They Say Im Out Of This World, But Im Still Runnin The Planet//
Niggaz Call Him Aznskills couz no skills “no wonder”//
My Rhymes Will Have Him Screamin,“King John We Got A Problem”//
Nigga has Chicken Head,So I Should Call Him Lilydale//
Niggaz So Sick, He’s Hazardous To Ya Health//
Ya Name Fake As Fuck, I Put It In The Dirt//
Why Dont You Give Up, Go On and Walk ahead//
Before Yo Ugly Ass Punk Will Wind Up Dead//
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“Yo, I got slugs for snitches, no love for bitches,
Puttin' thugs in ditches when my trigger finger itches”
iight, im not sure if its gunna be good enough doe. lol
i couldve spent more time on it.
OPPONENT: KONCEPT
this dude spits like he busts glocks for spot cream//
this dot to dot queen sees more cocks than bog seats//
dreams to top north York spittin over new York beats//
but wakes through the night VA’s lights at arms reach//
goin nowhere keeps treadmillin burnin calories to bed//
still no action in the bedroom low credit has alleys dead//
leaves KONCEPT n Kleenex in a lonesome mood moans to the groove of moose//
with 1 extra hip hop tune thats proof im samtex except im hip hops groom//
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Moose E.B. AKA CartOOn Villain
Last edited 03 May 2009 07:04 pm by That Dude Moose E.B.
Maybe in tha UK you be stuntin for juice,
but here in canada we go huntin for moose,
You’se a soft rock kid, rappins ya rebound,
Im quick to kick you out this game like the “speed of sound,"
come on now, your just another face in the crowd,
Aplologize to your parents, you failed at even making them proud,
Dude stop reflecting on your nights so lonely,
Moose the wrong name cause latley, youve been ridin my dick like a pony.
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" Your hate fuels my fire, and once im lit theres no putting me out." -Koncept
My '6th Sense' can For Tell your 'Future' in your 'Palm Man'/
Your 'Time' is Ticking away like a Time 'bomb Man'/
Cause the Only time yaya 'Strapped' is with 'Dynamite!'/
You couldn’t be fly like 'Super man' my Flow is 'Kryptonite!'/
Your Just a 'Pup' I’m a 'Rotwieller' The 'Type To Bite'/
Punches? Naa He’s like a 'Morman' Not the Type 'to Fight'/
All I do is 'Eat' and attack this Wack call me 'Many Pac Man'/
Dude couldn’t Win if he Paid the Judge, so get off his Sac man
Google editing your name on dont make you a boss, it just means your Phony false, a mexican Rick Ross//
Just because you put your face on a dollar dsnt mean you floss, I spit shit hotter than Fire Taco bell sauce//
look at this German Valdes, does what ever another vet says. ignorant but cock, hispanic Fez//
He takes so much dicks in the ass when you tilt his head back cums out his mouth like gay porn star Pez//LOL
I pack that “fever pitch” heat that’ll makes audience jump out there seat and make niggas run bases//
Matter of fact the only clips he’s loading are into Pez cases..................................................................
Im known for putting fake niggas in there places, haet em up with the hot steal like hot breathed nerd with braces//
HA! well this ass whoopin was fun, but now Im done, I hope its very obviouse for you I won//
Listen you punk,you get hit with the pump, your ground will be spinning, hear that? that’s the sound of me win’in///
I’m hungry as fuck, so I’ll get ya whole section ate(eight) like the housing you live in///
I stay robbing(Robbin) like Givens,how you a Philly rapper with no lyrics?
Hear me,you’re no Gillie,and if you wanna be Freeway, I’ll get you ran over in a Benzi///
You couldn’t have a “Black Thought” if you studied smoke like a weed scholar///
And saying “In God We Trust” only way you (read dollars) Reed Dollaz///
I’m from Texas so I shoot out like the wild west,you’ll see when I’m blasting b///
And you can try to act butch, but you’re still not Cassidy///
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Feet hanging out the window, jock my shoe game/// Cause all my kicks fly, like Liu Kang///
Lil Wayne - First Place Winner
Well if you don’t know what Section 8 Housing is, or if you don’t know who, Gillie,Freeway,Black Thought, Reed Dollaz, or Cassidy are then you’re really won’t get my verse.
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Feet hanging out the window, jock my shoe game/// Cause all my kicks fly, like Liu Kang///
Lil Wayne - First Place Winner
Listen you punk,you get hit with the pump, your ground will be spinning, hear that? that’s the sound of me win’in///
I’m hungry as fuck, so I’ll get ya whole section ate(eight) like the housing you live in///
I stay robbing(Robbin) like Givens,how you a Philly rapper with no lyrics?
Hear me,you’re no Gillie,and if you wanna be Freeway, I’ll get you ran over in a Benzi///
You couldn’t have a “Black Thought” if you studied smoke like a weed scholar///
And saying “In God We Trust” only way you (read dollars) Reed Dollaz///
I’m from Texas so I shoot out like the wild west,you’ll see when I’m blasting b///
And you can try to act butch, but you’re still not Cassidy///
this line is so ridiculously similar to a nas line that i heard long time ago where he dissed freeway and the whole roc a fella crew.
Listen you punk,you get hit with the pump, your ground will be spinning, hear that? that’s the sound of me win’in///
I’m hungry as fuck, so I’ll get ya whole section ate(eight) like the housing you live in///
I stay robbing(Robbin) like Givens,how you a Philly rapper with no lyrics?
Hear me,you’re no Gillie,and if you wanna be Freeway, I’ll get you ran over in a Benzi///
You couldn’t have a “Black Thought” if you studied smoke like a weed scholar///
And saying “In God We Trust” only way you (read dollars) Reed Dollaz///
I’m from Texas so I shoot out like the wild west,you’ll see when I’m blasting b///
And you can try to act butch, but you’re still not Cassidy///
this line is so ridiculously similar to a nas line that i heard long time ago where he dissed freeway and the whole roc a fella crew.
lol, you know I don’t listen to Nas.
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Feet hanging out the window, jock my shoe game/// Cause all my kicks fly, like Liu Kang///
Lil Wayne - First Place Winner
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