alright...alright...that was sick but you used to many big words...wtf....Well regardless my rhymes will put you in the NEW YORK TIMES//
I come with power to “defeat”, you gon need a MIC 2 STOP IT//
I’ll probably stomp on you unintentionally cuz you MI-CRO-SCOPIC//
Your “Rhymes a Joke” lemme guess, you couldn’t “find the scope”?//
I’ll have you left just like your rhymes, cause your Rhymes is Broke//
Imma Design your face just like a Kaleidoscope//
If you anger me, my daggers gonna COLLIDE-with ya-THROAT//
You act famous, maybe on your corner where you BUY~the~DOPE//
But round here? I couldn’t find you with a MICROSCOPE//
Sorry Kid, I really wish I could say I~SEE~YOU//
But only time I do is when you in the I.C.U//Intensive Care Unit
When It comes 2 Rhymin I don’t care Christain, Catholic, Or Anglican//
I’ll have u stunned so bad you’ll stand just like a MANICAN//
I’m so hott, yet so cold, im like Jesus was//(Powerful)
Only time u coulnd’t feel me’s under ANESTHESIA//
When I talk I won’t take it back, cause what I say, I meant it//
You better believe Im from I.B that makes me SO AUTHENTIC//I.B a.k.a IllBattle
SO baiscally I don' understand why u wanna b facing me//
Im worth about 10 times more then your ACV//
So tell me is it really me that your tryna battle?//
10 cents your ACV, which is your ACTUAL CASH VALUE//(Check the Dictionary)
I come in “storming”, “Whore, this” is Me, Im like a GLOBAL WARMING//
SO Beware Cajun cause this IS your ONLY~WARNING
i go to the movie and sit with my popcorn,
police is saying fr’s but im already on my knes,
i cant get on the ground any further so dont trit me like a merdera , just pls fuck off and i will say stfu cause your mumy is a doctor who!
darren chaplin:
Yeh listen up i dont smoke weed and i dont smoke pot fuck about boy ur bound to get shot
u would’nt be able to run a metre not bye the power of my nine millameter
shoot u in the leg get u to the floor blow out ur brains with my fucking twelve boar
i dont fuck around thats just supid reed my biography yeh im ruthless
clean on my records cuz i never get caugh and when i hit i hit with a 12 vault
repping k-west yeh thats were im from harcliffers u can bring it on
shout out loud to dom gage jack park harry hocking
fight any of us it wud be like u had a week of boxing.
jak jones:
Yeh jak jonerz on the mic giving u abit of what u like
dont care if its a bat or a spike do u in lay one punch on ur chin
harcliffers came up to me i sed get back in ur bin
your no match against me i will take all the people out of ur family tree
k-west this is my turf i was living here since my mum give birth
mic check one two harcliffers cum up to me and tryed taking my shoe
they fell to the floor because i punched them in the face
yo fuck this shit dj trn up the bass.
darren chaplin && jak jones:
Chourus:
Bristol this is my place any1 wanna step up to me step up to my face
ive been doing this shit for too long never give up im too strong x2.
darren chaplin:
we was walking throught the hood we had to sell some drugs i looked to my right and seen sum thugs
standing on the corner singing a funky ass song waiting for a buyer to come along
i see all my boys walking throught the hood i took them to my club i new i should
as soon as a looked across the room zoom and then the bass goes boom
ill tell the mother fucking dj to turn up the bass
looked at the boys they were all stonned out there face
i went to a room with my muther fucking bitch turnt of the light with a click of a switch
got out the club about half past 9 i turn up the bass on my fucking alpine
flick on the switch and the car starts to bounce get redy boys cuz were about to pounce
ok officer what ever u say i was going to sell it not smoke it anyway
driving on this high way doing 190 with 6 of my boys in the car are u crazy
he started to laugh so i hit the gas he jumped in the car then i smoked his ass.
jak jones:
I got all the money i need so i dont take drugs and i dont smoke weed
i just sit on the corner selling rap cd’s with my homey named chapz
so we make up the beat build up a track sit in my bedroom and we spit this rap
im like the hiyena with his smile im like a animal wen i bite like the motherfuking crockadile.
darren chaplin && jak jones:
Chourus:
Bristol this is my place any1 wanna step up to me step up to my face
ive been doing this shit for too long never give up im too strong x2.
yo if u wanna rap come down to my house
u will come down in a pink girls blouse
im not actually big i am small as a mouse
stop these words are ryhming
i betta stop soon coz my time is timeing
now u should have learnt my name
it is at the top and is always the same
now my name ryhmes with got
its obvious my name is mini man scott
Yo you think you can battle just cause you’ve seen 8 mile,
I spit these verses in a versatile style,
But don’t worry ill give you a fair trial,
When it’s your turn to battle you will most likely choke,
And if you think this is a provoke your gonna get smoked,
So listen up B Rad this aint no joke,
You say you’re the king but you’re more like a peasant,
It’s so pleasant for me to see you gag it’s like a present,
I mean ive heard you brag about how top you are, its bizarre, dream on dawg you aint gonna get that far,
So these are my final words so listen up clearly,
You’re merely just the new kid on the block,
You’re a loner, you don’t got no flock and cmon you just don’t know when to stop,
Im telling you now go walk back to your dump of a crib,
with your fat ass ribs and don’t forget your little baby bib,
That your mother gave to you when you’s was five,
Yo you think you can survive my breath taking rhymes,
but I only see you committing crimes and you spitting your awful rhymes,
So heres the ending lines, you think you can beat me, you think you’re the best emcee well your not, get it in your head, otherwise your whore of a mother is gonna find you dead and bled all other the floor, but nobody cares anymore, you think your hardcore but im just gonna ignore.
Yo you think you can battle just cause you’ve seen 8 mile,
I spit these verses in a versatile style,
But don’t worry ill give you a fair trial,
When it’s your turn to battle you will most likely choke,
And if you think this is a provoke your gonna get smoked,
So listen up B Rad this aint no joke,
You say you’re the king but you’re more like a peasant,
It’s so pleasant for me to see you gag it’s like a present,
I mean ive heard you brag about how top you are, its bizarre, dream on dawg you aint gonna get that far,
So these are my final words so listen up clearly,
You’re merely just the new kid on the block,
You’re a loner, you don’t got no flock and cmon you just don’t know when to stop,
Im telling you now go walk back to your dump of a crib,
with your fat ass ribs and don’t forget your little baby bib,
That your mother gave to you when you’s was five,
Yo you think you can survive my breath taking rhymes,
but I only see you committing crimes and you spitting your awful rhymes,
So heres the ending lines, you think you can beat me, you think you’re the best emcee well your not, get it in your head, otherwise your whore of a mother is gonna find you dead and bled all other the floor, but nobody cares anymore, you think your hardcore but im just gonna ignore.
YO YO MIC CHECK FUCK YOU FAGGETS
IM GONNA DISS U EVERY CHANCE I GET
CAUSE IM HOTTER THAN A SKILLET
AND COOLER THAN A FREEZER
I SPIT CRACK ON THE MIC
MY BARS SHOULD BE ILLEGAL
hey all yall niggas out there
u gonna look and stare
when i come into da hood
im gonna woop yalls ass
like ya no i could
just look at me
who couldnt resist me
me and ma whit folks
always drinkin the flat cokes
u just lookin fo satin
cause u just hatin
u tell me im no good
and u no i should
be woopin yalls ass
i aint no high class
we could all get along
or this could all go rong
some ones gonna end up hurt
with der face in the dirt
its not gonna be me
cant u see!
You the badest lucky listener, dope lyrics , take ya on a trip to heaven, is a habit and you know I fly.
Easley and breezy on a new track, flip the game away from bad and the dope will come back.
I will, kill the niggas like jeezy and plies, don’t wanna beef but spit and just put them on ice.
Like a real pro playing soccer with hoes. Like a man who already know, it’s time to go, now
And Im sorry bout the way I told ya, I put up Quetta show but you my bro I have to tell the facts
No disrespect bout your history and that, pretty dope nigga but you don’t have what I have.
But the motherfuckers, filed with cash, fat rockers no fucking nolage have it all, but suckers.
Buy a mike, why do? Do it like the old school, no tool. Just a penn, do you understand now fool.?
man fuk all you foos, your all fake
your fucking wit the realist and dats a mistake
your rhymes are wacked
im purely original and dats a mathafuken fact
now you got my name all up on this rap
ill break your neck, put your face on my lap
foos are trying to be the king but the ace is back
your lyrics are lame man
dats what you lack, weakass mathafucker
my lyrics will make you fall down on your back
no challenge at all, this aint nothing to me
cus this rap shit made me
mathafuckers you guys cant fade me
dont underestimate me
the reason you hating is kus you aint me
your kud hate me, ill let it be
im just letting you know that you cant fuk with me
man fuk this shit im out to smoke some purple kush
time is out, ur murdered, u aint shit just like George Bush!.
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