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this is 4 crap stupor far.i seen yo last post on my lil niggas,WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WIT U DUDE.was u born 2 be a haters or sumthin.i hope u don’t take this as a battle rap cause it ain’t.i’m jus talkin 2 u.what ru rap racist cuz it’s a big difference between battlin other m-c’s and str8 hatin.i read that nursery rhyme.do u really think they gone let that ride.i believe u need the weed 2 coop wit yo reality sad 2 see a young mind wasted on drugs.i know u gone post sumthin about me please don’t cuz i’mma not gone reply, u like soulja boy 2 me.you’ll never move me but u can post anyway it will fun 2 read.when u wake up from your sugar plum dreams.take a look at this u really bore me.(i won’t waste any of my lines on u)it’s cuz u not worth it u don’t respect my niggas so why should i respect u. THIS IS MY STATEMENT NOT A BATTLE RAP. >:-#

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Dope Boyz
i came back like daft punk,
ridin in a maybach with the flags up, presidential
with the yankees logo, ridin through ya' residential
area, murda you with paper and a pen or pencil
cats scared of me, don’t even want me around
that’s why they all tryna get me stomped to the ground
it’s like conspiracies against me, but i stay on top
like maraschino cherries, when that sundae drop
and then monday drop, time to put in work
i don’t ask questions on the street, ima look in first

[hook x2]
battlin these new rappers? i’m bigger than that/
but if anyone want it, i make sure the bitch’ll get slapped/
this aint no nursery rhyme, but ya cat came back/
they callin me dope boy cause i deliver the crack/

anyone wanna collab hit me up.

Wannabe
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i’mma gorilla that’s all 4 now//

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i spitt like joey crack makin these niggas lean bac/they keep askin why i do’em like that/i tell’em i’mma stay on my job why yo bitch stay on my nob/cause remy gotta go hard from the start/this rap shit i gotta be smart/my brain be gettin pulled apart/i’ll yo card i’ll never be fraud/it ain’t hard ol’good lord look at dem broads/tryin 2 get’em in a menage down 2 do the whole crew u know what it do/bitches be ready 2 get nasty/i smacc her on tha ass when she pass me/hittin from the bac gladly/hate 2 c her go but another chick on tha way/so hit the doe treatin her like a hoe that’s fo’sho/thinkin she was gone get my dough/that’s a no-no she was a slo hoe/don’t wanna be yo friend i jus wanted 2 hit dem skins/i get in where i fit in/so don’t try 2 pretend like i can’t contend/i’m jus a heavyweight rap figga read my lyrics nigga//(NO THIS AIN’T NO DISS),JUS WRECKIN THAT BEAT TOO.this is tha first time i smash a beat wit one yall on here.

Last edited 02 Aug 2008 07:37 pm by J REMYBREED

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IT’S STILL D.N.B FOE LIFE/COLDER THAN ICE HOTTER THAN HELL’S HEAT/STANDIN ON MY OWN 2 FEET/WHY U STRESSIN U MIGHT AS WELL SAY YO BLESSIN/CAUSE IN THA STREET IS WHERE U RESTIN/I DON’T KNOW WHY I MURDER THESE NIGGAS IN THA M.I.C/BITCHES THINK I’M PLAYIN WHEN I SAY I’MMA GORILLA MAN/CALL ME SAM I AM/WIT MY GREEN EGGS AND HAM/REPRESENTIN BIRMINGHAM THE STATE OF THE DIRTY SOUTH/KEEP ON SAYIN TILL Y’ALL KNOW I AIN’T PLAYIN WHEN I SAY IT/IT’S ALL GOOD NIGGAS I’M FROM THA HOOD NIGGA/SO BOWED DOWN WHEN U SEE ME/GOTTA A SOUTH SIDE CONNECTION ON SUM LYRICAL WEAPONS/AFFILIATE MYSELF WIT NUTHIN BUT THIS MUSIK/I’MMA A DAMN FOOL WIT THAT TOOL THATS GONE BREAK da rules/DON’T WANT KNOW JEWELS JUS WANT THE BEATS/SO I CAN KEEP BRINGIN THAT HEAT LIKE MIAMI HOME THE 305/THIS IS DA 205,256,251&334 CRIMSON RUN THOROUGH MY BLOOD DOWN HERE LET’S MAKE THIS CLEAR/I SEE THE FEAR IN YO EYES WHY U BOUT 2 CRY/CUZ I JUS MURDER THIS SMALL FRY(NEXT!!!!)/BRING ON THE NEXT ONE I’M THE BEST SON GOT YO MIND IN A MESS NOW U DONE 4 SO RUN like a whore/I GIVIN U A CHANCE 2 GO/NOOOOOOOOO GET OVER HERE I’M STILL ON THIS MURDER SHIT GOT GAT AND MY 2 CLIPS/MY MIND AND MOUF PIECE THATS ALL I NEED/SOMETIMES THE GREED GETS THA BEST OF ME/WEED AIN’T NO FRIEND 2 ME/THE ONLY GREEN I NEED GOT FACES OF DEAD PRESIDENT INDEED/MY SOUTHERN CREED 2 MANY DIRTY DEEDS LEAVIN NIGGAS BLEEDIN OFF THESE LYRICS/CAN’T U HEAR IT AFRAID 2 GET NEAR IT/BITCH SHUT UP LISTEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wannabe
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who but me

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say hello 2 tha badd guy that’s me/jremy still got my blue flag/hangin out the left side of my pants/i pop bottles and fly first class/still creepin wit the blacc mask/never smoked on hash i’m puttin theze faggot niggas on blast/walkin around wit man bags/on t.v. lip kissin what fuck is y’all thinkin he’s the best rapper alive in y’all eyes/jus a gay dude please realize/he’s sweet like apple pies/no hatin jus statin the facts he probably succs on baby nut suc/tell me how do y’all respect a nigga like that/4 these other queer guys man read between the lines y’all niggas ain’t fly/when did pink become n’sync foe so called hood niggas 2 wear in the street/lookin like a pussy nigga 2 me/wearin ass out t-shrits puttin homies over hoes wearin man skirts/y’all need 2 stop/this shit ain’t hot got everybody doin dem gay ass dances/i’mma stay in my b-boy stance/y’all keep doin them faggot dance/wit dem multicolored shirts that ain’t hip-hop/it really need 2 stop/rainbow bright ass niggas jus my thoughts at the time/these fake ass rappers livin this gangstalicious lives/sellin all these lyes 4 all y’all be imitatin these guys really sad cuz y’all niggas is faggs 2//

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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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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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please you dont wanna get in it with me
ill have yo pussy ass hangin from a tree
you say ull pound us into the earth havin our moms screamin like they havin birth
but ill let u in on a lil secret
your girls in the back down on her knees
sayin nova come back i want ur dick please

Wannabe
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KILL’EM LYRICALLY

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everyone in this world wants to walk tall
but sooner or later we all make a fall
but you do know that we always give it our all
theres too much to lose but not enough to give
we all got a life that we must live
some things are easy but most things are hard
put yo fist up and stand gaurd
fight for what you think is right
the dark tunnel is starting to get bright
your almost there its almost the end
god is there waiting
everything you once knew is now fading

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feeeeeeeeback on the last one

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walk into your girl dick freshly
handed her my mic I said yo checc me
1 2 3 is all I need
To whoop superstars ass now hes screamin mercy
Aint you the motherfucker left up in the hearse g?
Listen my flow is so killa
Your mom is around my banana I call her my gorilla
And remember that no one’s iller
Kyree is the name and my spot their isnt a filler
Crack your spine like a crunch of a dill pickle
Your flame’s fickled
My rhymes are colder than a fuckin ice sickle
So remember who your fuckin wit
Lyrical assassins win the battle before it happens
We already got yourself askin
If this was the right choice cuz we send ya ass packin
Our level is way above trees
You still a fuckin saplin

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ur wack superstar dont mess bruh

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yea forreal we way above ya pussy ass shit

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anyone wanna battle

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yes plz someone call me or nova out forreal anyone else wanna get ripped plz step up

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i battle u kyree....lol

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lyrically unballanced
Havent yet met a real challenge
Pussy ass rappers step up and lose they balance
Cause when I said it I meant it Kyree yea im demented
I hit you wit a fuckin stroller
With the baby still in it
More fucked up than MJ picturin lil boys
Hopin they gay when they lookin for toys (hey mom hes plastic!)
No bitch this aint a barbie world
Cause if it is ill crush it
Like a percocet pill drop some on the floor and brush it
Up into a broom eat the remainder now I need ya to hush it
Im not addicted im jus cemented into the idea
Eat 2 or 3 and just say its a damn diet pill
Cause if I O.D. I can sue
Ill jus eenie meenie meenie mo cause any company’ll do
Half drawn like a lifeless spawn
My brains like a motor I just dont check to see if the engine lights on
Leak the blood like oil
Leavin ya embarrased boil at the mouth
Take ya outside beat ya till my angers all out

Last edited 04 Aug 2008 12:04 am by Kyree