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the fuck outta here with that racist shit

who'da thought youd start on some kk-kramer tip

you say youre a vet but youre just makin a racket

and dont get me started on that brownsound jacket

lame like a duck

broke like a vagrant

youre style is fucked

and your flow is stagnant

Racist shit? i have nothin against your race you bitch/ you simply try to attack me

so i tore you apart, face it prick/ u can diss the brown sound but ur shit is mono my lyrics be surround sound/ my name is known around town/ im the sheriff/ i caught you actin stupid so you lose demerits/ you have no drive no rhythm/ i add more pain and divide your brain perfect mathematician/ leonhard euler/ my rhymes straight like a ruler/ i do this kinda shit on my days off like ferris bueler/ on the other hand your just another man who tries to talk shit but gets snapped like a rubberband/ now theres a slim chance that after these last statements i might get banned/ i get hit once but i just bounce back like flubber can/ vagrant stagnant stop usin big words/ you just making yourself sound like a retard homie stick to usin verbs/ as mentioned before im at my pinnacle/ while you got cock in the mouth you probably got more cum in it than your testicles/ you lack the main principle and that's you never fuck with a vet/ cuz its dudes like you who get merked and lose all fuckin respect

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when i poop

it goes "bloop"

i rock the troop

ll cool j tack suit and listen to snoop

im deep like vagina

1000 levels to my lines, a

you cant find a

better mc

than me

see

i got more stee

in my pee

then you do in your entire fake existance

for instance

brownsound

fucking clown

think youre down

but youre just a bitch

bitch

quick to switch

and snitch

smell like fish

and not the kind tony sellin

more like how a fat bitch smellin

sit down, youreno crook

youre shook and im a felon

mentally, i got a clean sheet

criminal minded keep me on my feet

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im in the black on black 745 fly right past ya

upgraded to a ar-15 so i can shoot at these haters faster

in the streets 24/7 on the grind

high out of my mind

hittin a bowl of master kush out of my roor piece

enough bud in the session to pay ya lease

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egos inflatin your dome

but yeah youre name is known

fashionwhor3, the spot is blown

your shits old like a touchtone phone

you about as creative as eric glennie

with a nick renshaw delivery

confused like minkous

do i have to explain this?

you sloppy like thewindsong

wish you were from hong kong

playing with your pokemon

wincing like fearitself

bet you rock regular ralph

ichigo one hundred percent

you aint worth my time, get bent

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This thread feels like star wars the way i be attackin these clones/ rip apart their rhymes then proceed to crackin these bones

oh you think you bad with these clones you attackin

only thing bad is yo wild swagger jackin

droolin on these nuts you should be wearin a bib

leave the clones and the bones to my homie talib

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I come hard like geodude/ im the towns hero dude/ i bring the pain like samus in her zero suit/ I roll hard with my squirtle squad/ you'll be seein ur future flash before your eyes/ no taro cards/ Mellowbonsai Mr. I dont give a fuck/ lay down your weapons homie cuz ur shit just sucks/ yea i like hong kong and yes i like anime/ what else you got on me son, you already lost this match anyway/ Come up with somethin more legitimate/ fuck put more thought into it/ you bore me you're like magikarp/ you can only use the same attacks/ no bother lookin for a backup plan cuz ur rhymes already wack/ oh no my covers blown/ that shit is old news homie like 5-6 months ago/ Go back to that thread where you learnt to shit talk/ cuz right about now you aint hip hop/ all you do is come at me with big talk/ but this is where the shit stops/

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oh you think you bad with these clones you attackin

only thing bad is yo wild swagger jackin

droolin on these nuts you should be wearin a bib

leave the clones and the bones to my homie talib

talib?/ i come at you with mablibs until im crushin ur almond sized brain you wack bitch/

Originally Posted by skiniks viewpost.gif

geodude? stop posting in this thread.

edit: i just read the rest. take you and your pokefags back to the playground.

So introductin my man skiniks/ what are you now some kinda critic?/ oh no you didnt!/ You share the same trait as all these newcomers/ you're just another gimmic/ homie just quit it/ you post rarely half the time but when you do shit is ridic/

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talib?/ i come at you with mablibs until im crushin ur almond sized brain you wack bitch/

hard for you to rhyme when you aint bitin some shit?

you some fruit thats gone bad, im still lightin up shit

geodude? well im water my lines is super effective

only thing wetter's yo moms while my dick is erective

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ichigo, in here we flow homicidal

i'm wondering kid, are you suicidal?

fuck, re-up on your knowledge of the bible

cause you keep yappin and ima crucify you

better form a search party cause nobody's gonna find you

you'll be off the face of the earth like your last sufu handle

here's where we all wave goodbye and bid you adieu

you should hop the fuck out the thread like a kangaroo

a rookie like you can't stand the ruckus that'll ensue

stick around and your face will soon be a shade of blue

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alright so

kids is kickin rhymes but they aint takin the time

to check the flow of their opponents in the know

ichigo you're straight, but i don't mean to hate

you're lines are bate for the haters that wait

to consume your ass and take the sass

right out your words and straight up your overpass

please check your format, this aint a doormat

to wipe those feet like we're kickin on the streets

i don't hate ya mayne, but you gotta train

your mind to not wain on the useless kanye-common rap game

you can talk about the universe

and philosophize all you want

but in the end

it don't make the font

of a character who keeps it real

a philosopher king who pays the bills

in the end, you're style is over the hill, made whack breakin the back of the straight good will

of real peeps up in the house, like the KKKru or cheep or the spouse

of the words that are comin from my fingers, kickin it for real, kickin it like igors

with the lump in my back, like a certain dukpak

so count the votes, kuz they are in

please do an about face and don't make it spin

you're rhymes are whack like the crack

you must be smokin, cause my man, you catchin flack.

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[starts at 00:07]
i'm comin through raw,
i'm coming through strong,
while half you motherfuckers just comin' through wrong,
you ain't got no ryhmes,
and got no lyrics,
ain't got no shit but ichigos and lame gimmicks,

so i suggest, you move your mouse,
close this window, and leave your house,
cause if you don't, i will kill,
blow your laptop with these ryhmin' skills,

but if you choose, to proceed,
i got a little somethin' that you should not read,
cause while you been busy, coppin steez,
your moms been busy coppin deez,

deez in her mouth,
deez in her face,
deez on her ass,
deez between her legs,

ain't that a bitch, the truth hurts,
cleanin up the mess with your designer tshirts
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i read your verse, and must admit you sounded pretty wack

along with no consistency it's rhythm and flow that ya lack

u might be staying off of bud but now obviously on crack

and youre making claims ridiculous, you're gonna have to take em back

u talking head, like mars attacks, this is just a glimpse of ways my bars attack

acting like smashing broads is a normal activity

in truth u scared of pussy, exactly like u scared of tree

i could spit this verbal on a bumpin track jss going where the beat, calls

you only got one I (eye), and that went queer. son grow some meat, balls

stop your fussing about helping them dudes and tryna hit their peak

thats supergay to say the least, and on top of that, makes u a freak

move out of yo momma crib and stop making false predictions

that u can rip emcees and spit game, thats false,

just like your balls are purely fiction

haha.

okay,

spaghetti scared of pussy and scared of the trees?

i used smoke so much that the weeds afraid of me

why you obssessin over my package, that shit is suspect

if your gonna try to dis a man, try a different subject

cause word is bond your on my tip i guess my words broke your heart,

or maybe i broke your girls back, believe me it's a start

so keep trying, keep reaching, maybe an insult will connect

but if you try to attack the gods, make sure you come correct

so the roll the next blunt and think of your comeback

spaghetti's rhymes puncture skin, sharp as hell like a thumb tack

but just remember before you spit, your fuckin flows wack

do your self a favor kid and hop the fuck up off my bozack

i'll be back in a week kid and we will resume this

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when i kick it i flip it intricate

mind power infinate, open your eyes and witness it

come get with it, spit royal shit in duplicate

you seem too high, i smoke weed you abusing it

im on another level than these fake style chumps

never overworked and never in a slump

i can spit hot shit from off the dome or writ

i can be ass naked and still get a best fit

keep shit raw like my denim

tobacco and haze, blend em

smoke drift from the lips

watch me flip the script

stop talkng shit

deep like indigo with multiple dips

yall thin like corn chips

you got brithing hips

fucking faggot ass bitches too homo for chris

and thats not homophobic, thats wackbitchaphobic

yall just renting this thread

cause you know i fucking own it

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yo

yo

check it,

as the prophecies from nostradamus

that have come to pass and happen this rappin

is monsoon

on the industry like this was a deluge

of the delusional and the right-eous

you stand amidst the like-ness of Christ

it's a crisis

i want you to psyche this

while i sit back and spit this luda

watch me deliver the flying fist of Judah

to the tune of hakuna matada

who knew the medula oblongata could see the armada

there is a lotta

barracudas in this, so what you gonna do?

what you gonna do?

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you cant win this battle

as JL audios in the trunk rattle

12 inches i aint talkin about the size of the speakers

excuse me while i take a hit out of this beaker

i dont make sense cause im high off that kush

it aint just kush... its that bubba kush

leaves so soft it feel like im touching tush

the cops are coming hush

flipped the ac and cleared the smoke

my mind is full of fear and i wanna do is toke

fuck these punk ass police

i just wanna blaze in peace

cop pass by so i light up the piece

sprinkle the bowl with some kief

im done with my session

come back to the rhyming with aggression

my words hit u like caustic venom

each syllable be like toxic entering in em

i dont even know what im talkin about

im just talkin out of my ass, wildin out

i did acid and my mind been blank ever since

when im sober colors pop out like green mouth rinse

fuck niggas keep ya hoes in check

bitch tryin to talk to me while im puffin on this trainwreck

straight from the county of humboldt in the bay

but holla at ya boy if u need that kush in LA

see me in the street with brand new visvims on my feet

off them pills im geeked but i stay discrete

im rollin but if u gotta problem ill pursue

point a 9 mili to your mouth and end you

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got passerby gawking

and hypebeasts talking

bout these kicking mule jawns im rocking

slouch low like stephen goddamn hawking

stacks and combs

faded like nursing homes

wrinkled as your old man's dome

coin pocket faded with my zippo

wacko like jacko

on herb and tobacco

american spirit and chronic

fuck if its ironic

injun tokin on the cover

hand me another

selvedge line red and blue

american through and through

hah, but the zimbabwe cotton

guess i had forgotten

perfecture in okoyama

tomorrows i votin for obama

gonna be some drama for osama

if mccain wins the nomination

devastation of a nation

via the republican administration

gotta remove my affiliation

with this organization

so i vote democratic

almost automatic

dont want another clinton pragmatic

want someone black and charismatic

where the hell was i

something about indigo dye

minds racin right and left

like a shuttle loom weft

late for class

TAs gonna nail my ass

i got another verse

be back soon like a curse

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got passerby gawking

and hypebeasts talking

bout these kicking mule jawns im rocking

slouch low like stephen goddamn hawking

stacks and combs

faded like nursing homes

wrinkled as your old man's dome

coin pocket faded with my zippo

wacko like jacko

on herb and tobacco

american spirit and chronic

fuck if its ironic

injun tokin on the cover

hand me another

selvedge line red and blue

american through and through

hah, but the zimbabwe cotton

guess i had forgotten

perfecture in okoyama

tomorrows i votin for obama

gonna be some drama for osama

if mccain wins the nomination

devastation of a nation

via the republican administration

gotta remove my affiliation

with this organization

so i vote democratic

almost automatic

dont want another clinton pragmatic

want someone black and charismatic

where the hell was i

something about indigo dye

minds racin right and left

like a shuttle loom weft

late for class

TAs gonna nail my ass

i got another verse

be back soon like a curse

hey man.. is this what's it's come down to?

these cats think they can freestyle...

yo

yo

it's come a long way

from the days of the bronx

the daze of thoughts

the way one talks

the tedious taunts

c'mon mellow you got a computer with graffiti fonts

need to stick to geneva times new roman to garamond

you can't conceive of the state of beyond i'm on

the eschelon already

forgin' steady

in seattle or online i'm ready

of course this is metamorphesis

of my core emphasis

for instance i pour red rep in the face of resistance

and persist in the distance this goes

my fist full of flows

a list full of foes

who knows

what'll happen

i just wanna stick with this

and stay sick with this rappin

commitment in action

and feelin like no one in your faction gotta fraction unnh

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guess what you suckas

you punk ass mother fuckas

you niggas with no tact

that think that you can rap

im runnin through with facts

infact the fact is

my style is as is

in fact you lack'n

peep what im pack'n

insane n flash'n

explode my lyrics reload and unfold to the bold

and who woulda known if you had done what was told

flames never woulda ended up lightin up your home

WESTCOAST4LYFNGGA

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i do more than look at my life

i touch and feel it review it

and deal with it until it's still the real ticket

reverse it reveal it instead of concealing the soul

it's purpose is to fill this unknown no

i'm not alone but still this is owned

regardless if you're with me or not

and think it's too risky to slip to the top spot

that's what i'm looking for

what b-boys pop lock in brooklyn for

it's what I hook into a crook and grinded bones get broken for

i'm open more now that i know what tones are spoken for

taking aim with what i'm feelin and make what i'm sayin

count for something

there's no amount of bluffin to this

there's no doubt the route is tough when

you only focus on pain and sufferin'

the aim

is reclaim the main plain

from the lame cats in this game

sayin the same thang

it's nothin' to me man

i'm bluffin' and shuttin' em down

enough with that sound

man c'mon c'mon...

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haha.

okay,

spaghetti scared of pussy and scared of the trees?

i used smoke so much that the weeds afraid of me

why you obssessin over my package, that shit is suspect

if your gonna try to dis a man, try a different subject

cause word is bond your on my tip i guess my words broke your heart,

or maybe i broke your girls back, believe me it's a start

so keep trying, keep reaching, maybe an insult will connect

but if you try to attack the gods, make sure you come correct

so the roll the next blunt and think of your comeback

spaghetti's rhymes puncture skin, sharp as hell like a thumb tack

but just remember before you spit, your fuckin flows wack

do your self a favor kid and hop the fuck up off my bozack

i'll be back in a week kid and we will resume this

spaghetti think he transcend time and space, he used the word god

fuck that shit, you aint aldente, and my girl only love firm rod

frontin like u smoke kid, u dont wanna step right here

im smoking headie u smoking mids, if i smoked u up, ud get nightmares

fight fears, thats the cause of the perspiration on your temples son

im WILD like buffallo, and stack bills, this is how the west was won

if im reaching,its only for the top, to taste the cream

keystyle veteran, top of my game at nineteen

believe that you gotta struggle to make free, dont stress

kuhui is the hottest emcee, dont mess

ill leave u deep in a slumber and i aint talking about rem

i see you have a typo in your rhyme, line eleven,

W is supposed be to an M

but on the real i aint even stressin over yo horrible words

coming at ya raw like soy milk straight outta bean curds

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superboredom, it spawns entertainment for the masses

high off my ass. this whole week, no classes

im blessing supertalk, this is a simple pro-cession

im sick when i spit, an idiomatic expression

not that the other words dont fly just as high

this line im just gnna rhyme with bill nye

scientist don rocking that baby blue coat

ask anyone around bill nye's the fucking GOAT

keeping cylinders graduating on the low

styles mad fresh. white shirt and black bow

experimenting on shit, he gets chemical

why no asians on the show? damn yo, thats polemical

dropping jargon left right and all around

BILL NYE THE SCIENCE GUY

thats the way the theme song sound

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