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Friday, April 14, 2006

FREESTYLE FRESH vs LIL KILL repost

Fresh:

I dont care what you have to say i dont give a fuck..you have to stop sayin all this shit and just give it up! because nobody cares what you have to say except your white ass mama.....yeah in the back of your head you think you like the ladies but all you whack off too is the guys in your house...so you might as well just  bounce and stop  spiiting those words that dont make since because if you say them again im gonna hit you in your face...Im gonna drop you faster then you can eat that twinkie....SO what then fattyy

Lil Kill:

Look at you wit dat young jeezy layout

You look like another wanna be rapper fakeout

Cuz your gonna be more then easy to take out

Oh by the way last night, me and your girl did make out

U say I am fat

And u make fun of me for that

But last night, your girl was on my lap

She told me to take off her bra, and there was treasure

And I didn?t even have to measure

She told me to sit back and she would give me the pleasure

Ask her how much fun we had on the court

Only thing I aint doing is payin child support

Your girlfriend called and I told her to go get it

In this rap battle I aint givin u no credit

Cuz at the end of it there?s goin be a medic

And your jus goin have to except it

Cuz u don?t even respect this

This is my second verse in which I am killin u with the win

And tell your girlfriend tonight I am goin to be fillin her in

Third verse strong and I already won

Seems like the beginning were I just begun

But I wanna keep it going to humiliate u cuz your dumb

They call you freestyle fresh man it should be rev run

Man if you keep rappin like this your goin have no Hun

Oh yea I forgot me and your Hun already had a son

Me and your Hun had a reel great time

Oh I forgot to say, she said she?s mine

I aint tryin to lie but she said wit you she was sighin

And she felt like cryin or diein

I aint lyin

But with me she actually wants to try

To make her baby have the face of mine

She said I am a beast in bed and a beast on the court

And remember, tell your bitch I aint payin child support

there ya go


Sunday, April 02, 2006

CHRIS vs TYLER

Chris:

cant stop the heater when its blastin at ya crew what ya wanna do take ya to the zoo show ya how gorrilas do im new to a few known to the unknown pop a done take a lyrical bat to your dome next thing ya know ya home knowin that you got owned its on loc when the glocks bangin im swangin repin dub k swithcin my weapons and yes im stepin to any lil kids what it is im the best better than the rest build a nest reproduce your crew thats new and yes im bangin that screw cause im true

Tyler:

aye chris im to close watch out its my swingin range
my lryics can make any sain nigga go derranged
youz a pussy cudnt kill a nigga from across the street
dont fall behind try to keep up with my beat
you thing you hard you prolly dont even run the streets
a fight pop off n you always retreat
you prolly a pussy posin wigga
fuck i aint scared of shit
ill always pull the trigga
neva let a bitch walk up n down me
hit you so hard my words r strtin to sting
you cant top me cuz ima king
but if you wanna step in the ring
bring it but u better go all out
cuz its hard to get rid of this kid
and wat the hell u say in that box about a zoo
step to me u shudda new u was screwed
bitch you gotta kno diz kid dont fuck around
i aint scared to watch gun shells fall down
n watch ya bitch ass fall face in the the ground
a bloody body layin in the dirt another murda scene
ur 15 and died but a gun that shits a tragedy
but it aint sad to see your ass dead
bust a couple more slugs in yeah head
remember my name TYLER HUGHES
hurtin ya pride so bad
u aint rappin ya singin the blues
my words hit so hard dey even leave a bruise
kid you fucked with me and i have a very short fuse
now wat ya gone keep still rap about the zoo
ayo ill have 2 fingas to the sky
while im doin that drive by pullin the trigga
time stands still and you can see them bullets wizz by
now ya head has another bullet hole
my raps r hard to control
when i get goin i cant stop my flow
ima gangsta hit man killin niggas
while i count my dough
every droped body is more paper mayne
seein the pain in ur eyes is a bonus mayne
as i watch ur bitch ass cry and slowly die
when this is said n done ull wish it was a dream
damn man this shit is obscene
how im murdin ya ass so easily
bitch ill show you how real thugs roll
rappinz in my blood its my life and soul
and right now beatin you is my main goal
all i gotta do is write n make this rhyme a speech
shit i almost forgot.......my goal is reached but shit why stop now
aint done til my words hit hard enough for you to say ow
man murdin ya n leave ya body in a ditch
man u fucked up by flippin my switch
cuz now im in my attack mode
ill take a crobar bust it across ur dome
fuck it im done with this rhyme
along with murdin ya im wastin my time so peace


Friday, March 24, 2006

PROPHET vs LIL GHOST

PROPHET: Ghosts cant "Touch" Me
(Lil Ghost Diss)

Ghost you aint shit home boy people steady downloading proph on the net im a ~ NUSSANCE
Don't even think you can do this ~ Spit some real shit on me I'll "rip" you like pirated music
Prophet you know im the truth you just a wannbe ~ Must suck for you.. accepted battle from me
cause the only time you spitting "powerfull" punches.. is if you swallowed Batterys
comin at me with rhymes that are so-so is a no-no
you should have pretended to be a shut down theater and been a "no-show"
i'll cut off your "left" leg so you can't get off on da "right" foot
you be eatin so much pussy you clean your mouth with your wife's douche
have your no-talent ass hidden under my verbal avalanche bitch
it?s like you?re broke at a casino cause you?re outta chances for advancement
Proph grippin nines-to rip ya spine-my spittins fine-ya writtens slime
Get a job talkin to deaf people-cuz that's the only time you gettin signed
Ghost this shotgun-i got son-will take ya head clear off ya shoulders
You still a virgin cuz you can't find the holes like unexperienced bowlers
Stop talking bout how you bust-out-clapping and how you bust-out-rapping
Bitch! you pussy you can't even bust-out-laughing
See even if we dissed on the same day - I'll go platinum with a hell of a fan craze
you'll barely go gold - like elephant-man-braids
they love me in the streets - i'm in heavy rotation
shouldn't battle me - i'm double the killer like freddy vs jason
and if you have to get slapped - then its no problem
I'll leave your eye black like the last Jay-Z Al-BUM
talk like u from the "streets" well when it comes to "rock" and "roll" im narly dude
And I "roast" all "beef" like arbys food
So first imma target ur torso and let my punches hit u Wit at least 100 hits
?Denmark? ya face - Cuz you dont know what ?Europe? against
Dude is shook seeing "stars" the "space" betwen us will impale ya chin
Ya punches couldnt be "outta this world" if you was fisting an alien
-PICK UP THE FLOW-
Ya bars-are-simple, Proph scared-this-cripple
His Retarded-dribble ? makes this loss regarded-as-typical
My techs-spittin-fool He cant compete when ya necks-missin-dude
Emcee? No - just a cheap callout to gain wins by text-dissing-newbs
Leave you wit scars-and straps you aint getting far-with-wack
This kid could ?juggle chocolate? ? and still not raise the bar-in-rap
Battle raps back-in-service so scrap-ya-verses you go back-to-cervix
This clown so much of a joke im surprised he actually lacks-a-circus

LIL GHOST:"Crucified the Prophet (Can't Kill A Ghost)" (Proph diss)

you a nuisance in the fact that when lil ghost spit back
you gon come back at me with a whack flowless rap
you a doughless mack like bread that aint risen
ma bars are rock solid like im the alcatraz prison
they nappy rooted so you process them with heavy precision im like martin luther king with a varied vision
just listen because I have a dream and i know you had one about me
but what you had was a nightmare that made the prophet man scream
you a prophet well your rhymes just been crucified by the holy ghost
Ill come to you in a vision and make you drop the mic and choke
you sayin I should make like a theater and be a no show
well your makin like a struggling actor that?s makin no dough
and reading a script to spit these pitiful ass rhyme schemes
ill make like a actor and send you head shots one at a time b
but I aint talking bout pictures im talking bout shots from a glock in hand
im stockin grands while you still moppin vans
at the local car wash the closest youll get to that drop
the closest youll get to parkin lot pimpin the hoes and the bops
youll cut off ma leg so I get off on the right foot thats a weak punchlines like a light beer
but first make like mike tyson and ill be holyfield and please cut of my right ear
because me hearin your flows is like listening to james brown
so lay down to the tre pound and stomp back to funky town eatin pussy, me? nah nigga I fuck it
and if you run your mouth like you eatin it ill probably just buck it
but hey id rather eat pussy that what you do and that?s suck it
and im talking bout white boys dicks from trailer parks in nantucket
you causin a verbal avanlanche but don?t that need snow and sleet
and the only ice I could ever see in your rhymes is a lil ghost produced beat
ill have the paramedics at the crime scene where there job is tracin the body with chalk and a card
prophet died the lil nigga that only seen that only seen 100 grand in a chocolate bar
you telling me to get a job with deaf people so my deal will pop but the industry gon take one look at you and suddenly ya deal don?t cop
?excuse me but sorry nigga people that look like faggots don?t get signed?
but hey I bet stevie wonder will let you drop him a line
you said your shotgun will decaptiate but im a ghost so ill retaliate
and haunt you lil nigga til your prayin to god for heavens sake your trippin and your choking and your rhymes are stuck you constipate
and cant push no flows out cause ghost got you scared to contemplate
yea you caught me im a virgin how the fuck did you happen to know nigga
your moms vagina was to lose for me to penetrate that hoe nigga
so if that makes me a virgin then im practicing abstinence
ill make you the bad breath but in that case im packin mints cause every flow I spit kick you back like im the next karate kid
wax on, wax off, BOOM shell up in ya body bitch
and no I don?t bust out laughin nigga you telling the truth to the folks
I read your rhymes and not once did my face change your punchlines are a joke
and I don?t mean jokes as in your punchlines are funny
i mean joke like when you telling niggas that you got money
shit nigga I think I just cracked a grin
so go drink your flavored water while I crack some gin
what the fuck is up ill barely go gold???
nigga im reppin the deerty deerty where our mixtapes are sold come down to texas come to my town im platinum with success
you couldn?t beat me if you had a phone booth and an s on ya chest
the streets love you I guess and your in heavy rotation NOT! niggas wouldn?t even love you in a third world nation
if I have to get slapped I guess ill take it in the face
but then ill have to get trina to slap you back to your place because my mama taught me it isn?t right to lay my hand on a hoe
so id be disobeyin my mama if I stuck you with a blow
you gon leave me black like im a jay z album?
hell im still platinum motha fucka that?s 1 of ya 99 problems
the next problem is you aint narly you aint down to rock n roll actin like you and jimi hendrix let that purple haze blow
the only pop star you be collabin with is barry mani-low
and you be fuckin in his dressin room right after the show
you aint targetin shit mayne you aint gona go get cane
so don?t tell me youll give me 100 hits cause first youll have to catch my jet plane
you using states and countries in punchlines what a clever lil fuck
how bout this Ay B just wait to C when I get D and E to F you the fuck up
I used letters and I can use numbers to count the records ill sell in ma vision
But you cant count that high nigga even if you was a math-a-matician
Im seein stars because my bars got me on the red carpet
Me and lil wayne roll up with t pain with ma nigga jarbin
I aint gon fist an alien but I will put my fist in your chick
Cause damn nigga she loose from the size of my dick
You surprised I lack a circus im surprised you don?t lack a life
Cause in ma hood weak flows only get you a gun and a knife
And I don?t mean as rewards but I mean as a place in your heart
And I don?t mean that as love bullshit but as in you gon be scarred
I just spit 79 bars when I finish my flow
that?s 79 more verses better than tha shit that you wrote


Saturday, March 18, 2006

FREESTYLE FRESH vs LIL KILL

Fresh:

I dont care what you have to say i dont give a fuck..you have to stop sayin all this shit and just give it up! because nobody cares what you have to say except your white ass mama.....yeah in the back of your head you think you like the ladies but all you whack off too is the guys in your house...so you might as well just  bounce and stop  spiiting those words that dont make since because if you say them again im gonna hit you in your face...Im gonna drop you faster then you can eat that twinkie....SO what then fattyy

Lil Kill:

Look at you wit dat young jeezy layout

You look like another wanna be rapper fakeout

Cuz your gonna be more then easy to take out

Oh by the way last night, me and your girl did make out

U say I am fat

And u make fun of me for that

But last night, your girl was on my lap

She told me to take off her bra, and there was treasure

And I didn?t even have to measure

She told me to sit back and she would give me the pleasure

Ask her how much fun we had on the court

Only thing I aint doing is payin child support

Your girlfriend called and I told her to go get it

In this rap battle I aint givin u no credit

Cuz at the end of it there?s goin be a medic

And your jus goin have to except it

Cuz u don?t even respect this

This is my second verse in which I am killin u with the win

And tell your girlfriend tonight I am goin to be fillin her in

Third verse strong and I already won

Seems like the beginning were I just begun

But I wanna keep it going to humiliate u cuz your dumb

They call you freestyle fresh man it should be rev run

Man if you keep rappin like this your goin have no Hun

Oh yea I forgot me and your Hun already had a son

Me and your Hun had a reel great time

Oh I forgot to say, she said she?s mine

I aint tryin to lie but she said wit you she was sighin

And she felt like cryin or diein

I aint lyin

But with me she actually wants to try

To make her baby have the face of mine

She said I am a beast in bed and a beast on the court

And remember, tell your bitch I aint payin child support

there ya go


Wednesday, March 08, 2006

LIL KILL vs ACE

LIL KILL:

yo man it looks like u gott an obsession, wit lil wayne so just go get an erection, you probably jack off to his small intestine, nd u know dat ima homie who aint messin, i meen i bet ur a little girl so why aint u wearin your dressn, im supprised u dont have dreams were ur sexin him, u best stick to the porno of lil wayne, cuz u see here that this rap battle is insane, nd if u was any good u would be able to maintain, nd if u could treat a girl...rap and ryme, then why do i see ur girl in dah corner of the club sighin, nd i know when u say u good at rappin u jus lyin, cuz ur rymes is dyin, nd im tryin to keep my rymes up on dah bill boards, nd this rap battle is over u little short

ACE:

u gunna see a sweet 16 from this kid? psh only on his birthday..
he thinks stacking blocks of letters is developing his wordplay!
its herb day, and u speaking for the masses
if i threw you a football, u prolly drop ya passes!
...your name is like your style, it doesn't stand out
and this ain't the Office when I say I got ya bloody hand-out
luck done ran out, and shit average must've ran in
u spreads butter on toast and then says he's jammin!
.so when im done smackin u down..
i'll see if your little teddy wants to hack a few rounds!

My flows are so sick I gave E. Bola da runs/
Fuck guns, I pack a gifted tongue that gets the job done/
Incapacitate ya lungs knock you back on ya buns/
Word to my nigga pun, I'll treat you kids like my son/
Non-existent, my style infects you with the quickness/
Creeps in through eyes N' eardrums/
Turns ya inners into liquid/
Correct ya vision, if ya aint seein my only mission/
Spittin deadly flows till all white people have rythym/
Till all thugs act wit wisdom, N' all cops dont abuse da system/

Broken glass, resembles ya class, too shattered
batter'd, u neva cleva, too similar to neva better
i'll rope ya throat, hang u to dry in stormy wheather
ya body target practice, full of holes, like swiss cheddar
im the ectoplasm that tampers wit ya soul
one blow dis-louge ya elbow, rest of ya joints follow
even ''awake'' got ya scared, feelin like ''sleepy'' hollow
bring ya horsemen, they'll leave headless, faceless, like manicans
you panican, i'll leave ya face in ice cracks like frozen pelicans
to hell and back again, i got demon friends that'll do u in

so wut i got an obession 4 lil wayne/

unlike u he loyal 2 the game

it took u more than 3 days 2 write a rap

whille u was thinkin i was doin that trap

u ain shit man i cant belive im battlen the next milonakis

heres a candy bar kid u wanna rock this?

my flow blow this man away like a fuckin hurricane

i'm beatin the shit up out you, and u can guess what im finna put in
and unless u in Atlanta this weekend u really ain't seein the Win!



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