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  • B. Rossi f- T.C. - Last Round - Escape From America EP - Stomp The Yard 2

  • i see ppl that think they toughy tough. fuckin with me ima hit you gatlin gun. partner up pussy nigga cause i got enough. more money more problems i cant get enough. die die im like bye bye k hit yo ass its gone send you mile high. pass you in the whip smokin loud with my guy and when you see me you gone swear im mad fly. hey dog hello wats happennin i guess los right back on his rappin biss.

  • Can iGet This BEat To Work On ?

  • Yoo Keep it Kennedy. Check dis shit out.

  • this beat is fire

  • this beat is fire

  • Check Mih Channel For Mih #MonsterRemix

  • keep a few dollaz so them hoes b like who da fuk iz dat/boss shit cumin thru in a Maybach/tawk shit get lay flat/50 clips like curtis sippin on Ciroc like Diddy nigga take dat/niggaz cant touch us cant hurt us/comfortbly numb/blowin ondat skunk/bullets da size of an elephants trunk/all ii gotta do iz pop dat trunk/actn NSYNC nigga ull b gone/illmatic nigga give ya bitch my mic n shell blow/ii stay fresh no espiration hoe/my flow dope like Curtis n ii got dat blow/cant c me closed doors/

  • MIC CHEC MIC CHEC NOW GIMME MY CHECK MY CHECK I BOB HEAD MY TILL MY NECK MY NECK GETS HIGHLY WRECKED ANY ONE STEPS INTO MY SET MY SET

    I GET VEXED IMA PIMP BABY YA PROBABLY HAVEN T TRIED SEX TRIED SEX

    I SPIT THEM BEST FLOWS YES NO ? YES OH Y ? CUZ I SAID SO SAID SO SO LETS GO LETS GO IM TIRED OF RAPPIN N DO YOU HEAR AN ECHO ECHO

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  • This would go on my list as one of the top 10 beats ever....

  • I shoot targets but i shoot cha in ya face fuck a cop fuck a case fuck get up out my way jus move im in the mood bust this tool  act a fool roll wit sum dudes thata merk yall fools and them dudes is backed up bye goons that a............

  • what instrument is this because i want to make a beat like this in Fl studio. Someone please answer

  • Ahhhh more lyrics for me thanks haha

  • this beat mean its time to eat- lunch bell/ heavy bars these niggas just dumbells/i spit dumb hard til my tongue swell/gettn super high like i lunge well/

    she a tease/ she agrees/ cold like 3 degrees/skin tanned but she loves the greeenest leaves/no condom- my gang is raw/all up in yo bitch mouth like a canker sore/beast off the leash wouldnt try to muzzle me/what the games been missin no puzzle piece/best believe that i put the stun in stuntin/ fuck ya bitch put er back thru er belly button/

  • @MayBenzOffishoRB i got more shit ima put up i just aint been makin videos but if u like hit me up on facebook or myspace

    MayBenz

  • OK THE TIME TICKS , AS MY GUN CLICKS , THE 4 FIFTH LEVITATE SHIT , I LIKE TO TRAVEL SO I TAKE TRIPS , IMMA DON BITCH , ALL THE BITCHES LOVE IT , ESPECIALLY THE PIPE I GIVE , THEY ALL STAY ON IT , IMM A CAR SHOW IN ITSELF , I SHOW OFF WITH IT , THE WHIP PULL UP AND EVERYONE IS STARRING , EYEBALLS OUT THE SOCKETS , AS IF IM DECLARING , MY APPEARENCE IS SECOND TO NONE , IMMA APPEALING , TO ALL WHO COME , IM LEADING , TO THOSE WHO COME , IM BEASTING , UNDER THE SUN....WHOA.....

  • back from the dead,yes back for the bread,lil niggas time to put you in place,dont sign that clipboard you aint in this footrace,you not consitant dont keep up the pace,spittin fire liar all you spittin is mace,safety on one in the chamber,well protected laughin at danger,in the hood i shine and glow as if i was born in a manger,snitch on my niggas id never be able,too loyal taught to stay faithful,never switch sides always stay the same dude,respect the game and stay true,

  • the glock pop and the clip fall, treez got a fist full, flying in the sky like i just drank a redbull, when start spititing it gets sickining you become addicted like im fucking spitting nicotine, talk shit to me my glock pops i dips and leave, hop up in the whipp with your bitch got her on her knees, suckin on all three, then i get to fuking with yah bitch yeah im balls deep, then i hit yah block with the shoty its a hall sweep, they say talk is cheap, if you feeling froggy leap

  • Uh It s a good day for hustlin got ur gurl coming over for the rustling Take a chip out of her They call mr dippin So good like Mr Pippen. Tryna have six rings on left Hand. This boy a Madman. Shootin my Mouth off like a cannon. Hit u words that leave like a phantom. Strong enough got ur on a handstand. This life is the blast man. Kiddie games called Freestyling Rapping

  • mic check 1 2 let me bring something to the mic that you never heard before im like so serious in the game never will be same no more yeah fuck rapping i adored it alot of time's but now look where i am never will suck up to any motha fucka haha mr trane out out mic check 1 2 mic check mic check im back yeah

  • i see these kids / try to put thought into their rhymes / motherfucker you dumber than / a coloring book without the lines / cover me up / im still gonna shine / ima go getter / this is me getting mine / i see em load up the tools / bitch stop crying / im the typea man to / drop a few jewels without trying / 5 stacks on the pinky / bitch say im lying / ill eat your girl like fastfood / but i prefer fine dining

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  • Ok its round 2,figured out what im gone do/Fuck him,fuck her,fuck you to/HA,thats all i got to say,im tired of the rap game,jerk ass niggas cant even spell hips last name/What a shame,what a lame,i went hard on my first verse,yea i came/Now watch a nigga cum again,again,and again/I aint ever gone stop if you wonderin/This kings turn to let it burn/Causin half the plagues with this verbal punishment,hopefuly this gone make these niggas learn/As long as im here theres no need for concern,i go you!

  • Im floodin ya ears with lyrical motivation,a stimulus for the games current status situation/Sit back and applaud to the humiliation/Like soulja boi you did it,ya got them to YOOU across the nation/Now im contemplatin,wether to use the shotty or the bird to put that faggot in levitaion/Ok,aggrivatin settin in,dont know what to do wit it/Do i grab a gat force a nigga to spit the fact,or do i sit back spit a track,to show you niggas that rap games is afficialy wack/

  • INTRODUCTING LADY K!!!! IM ON THE SCENCE NIGGA WHAT DO U MEAN TALKING BOUT U THE COLDEST THING U AINT EVEN CLEAN. MY RYMTHS LIKE HAVE YOUR ASS TUMBLING N CIRCLES JUST ROLLING LIKE FUCK iT. FUCK yeA NIGGA I HAD FUCK ED AND SUCK REAL DIRTY GANASTA BITCH BOUT PAPER KEEPING MY MONEY UP AINT ANY MEANS AND IF I HAVE TO I'LL DO U FUCK yOU

  • Click clack run it back she bring it back like my stacks way past average a savage flippen packages 12 gauges aimen leave you faceless bullet facelift so sick like neyo bitch my heart stays below zero she said she wanna hero just get down with the stello poppin bodels of luey models i run through em the music got the fluids leaken ya man trip heaven there for a reason whole clips empty to ya clique no mercy my style dirty i need the cream bitch stick to the script or you gonna be reminised

  • i aint dustin no shoulders off i jst move bak aim den let it off

    no heart raiseing cah im thinking paper chasing im on my grind dawrg

    get money is my meditation i motiveate thos who really wanna get it in

    i been thru thick an thin an still aint ever did a bid

  • Jingle bells diplomats smells iight now we mean eh

    mic one two check

    understand what I do kid best and follow comrade kid you in big leagues now so dont play eh what what fronting get you messed up in my hood nothing better than chilling all good eh whatcha say I bless the mic everytime Im on this its like my medicine addiction whatever you call this

  • I'm that/ doe stacker while I'm sniffing for bread/ taking shots at bitches, like I'm waiting for cheers/ I stay killing on a verse like I'm hunting for heads/ I get brain like a shop thats flooded with wigs/ Im number 1n this game, cause I stay in my prime/ Its like I took over the booth without the aim of a nine/ And I stay most wanted without doing a crime/ and I'll buss in shorty, to show her my vision is blind!

  • Mic Check one two one two guess who got juice in booth. You canTellem that the mpls beast loose. See me the general go head salute.no warning nigga we just shoot. leave em leakin leave stinking scared for life permenant tattos. don't trust niggas that prentend to act cool. cop them thangs but never drop them names I pack too.ask lou he know how it is in the twin this what we do!

  • mic check/just check me as the best/2pac and notorious big made history &now im next/my money talks foreign thats means im overseas/they dont got real rappers like me/best dressed twin it could be/a bag of weed/and still fucking with my niggas nas & jay-z/four fifth talk body bags/and if they talking we kill em just like that/my life to real to be psa/so much cocaine i can get 25 to life/but my life so great i live twice/cut the top down blow ya hair in the breeze/roll swishers of weed.

  • just listen/ flows so clean it glistens/ you were my food and ur bitch jus did my dishes/ ya'll dont fit the discription/ broke an worn out you need alot of fixin/ i will not proceed with specifics/feel the suspense feel how i switch it/ let it commence for this ppl go belistick/ im the man ur the bitch so wheres ur lipstick/ strt cripin was I was the mind of gang signs/ it was like my true religion/i had different visions/ smart guy/ never slippin/ in my eyes was horror/ never cared to think

  • Cold stone I'm like the hair-a-medusa

    conflict with these fools scared to do uh

    what I did

    I'ma conspiracy, bite like a f'n barracuda

    2 shots at JFK just like a pair of shooters

    crap that's the bet, I'm AIDS you act as test

    I piss all over em animals, you a active-vest

    you can't or never will be p o p or rappin' best

    but I can be....b...p and you can clean the planets mess

    AYE......lulz

  • what sample is this from in the intro?

  • Let me say mic check/before i type this text/im so dope im spittin this during sex/the pussy determines the outcome/so when she makes me cum/yall get the raw shyt/and no i didnt go raw in that bitch/cause I want new shoes not her stomach to kick/now time for kids/my attention is on me/thats why i carry a mirror everywhere with me/thats called being conceited/but please be polite and stay seated/while I type ill shyt before this account is deleted/and the pussy? naw i didnt eat it...

  • what is the link to get this beat? send it to me! please!!!

  • Tell whos the compition i can smell the fear on em haters in the back "yup" i can smell the queer on em now im bout to act up, let my money stack up unless u want it point blank boy u better back up talkin bout a battle so lets put some stacks up make ur pride feel like it got hit by a MAC truck on the throne im alone in my zone flow smell like black n milds shots of patron righteous in the booth i get illy nobody quite like us bet for the g's shouts to weezey on rikers
  • @qdakid19 .. i like the dope lycris hommie real shit u can realy rap

  • I got beats for $10.00 Check my page out for samples

  • Young money... got no honeys;

    when i pull out the range rover, all these bitches start to act funny;

    cause all they study is money;

    well they could come but imma hit them tha dufty; have them spinnin on it; i am standin erect doin my duty;

    i go hard.. i go long... if u wanna rock with me go throw ur girl inna thong.. preferably billabong;

    Mic Check 1, three , 1,three... u realise my my number skip just like my money ;

    stacked high; so high if the wind blows its gonna fly; into tha sky;

  • This beat is Fireee i swearr

  • the evil genius here to define his genus

    be a real dick to ya fondle ya chix cleavage

    doin america like my name was beavis

    but i aint heavily weeded and i make this look easy

    so i move this ceremony mastefully: big top call this the 3 rings

    so heavy on a track you can call me sumo

    matter fact i flip this beat like i was doin judo

    the flow is flawless you'll find no loopholes

    so who questionin if im the truth bro?

  • pt.2 Start at :18

    got the world so gone got em drizzy drakin/

    kidnapped them rappers throw em in a basement/

    uhh rip a nigga face off/

    5 blunts of that kush hav ya boy takin off/  my bitch poppin pills countin money dosin off/

    when these haters on my dick i just really laugh it off/

    puzzled the game up like jigsaw/

    fresh print fresh paw/

    bumble bee in the air.. when u catch me buzzin off/

    YOUNG TOMB not Laura Croft/

  • @frostbite790 Yo shit is weak like cheap street tweak tha name is L0KeY1 and you cannot compete im yo worst enemey my thirst is for victory im so smokey call me hickory strictley so cal hats and grey dickies ill erase yur history call it hacking with a gat a strait up killer mysterey smackin back 187 on yo ass then fuck your bitch in the back of black lac while im chefin on my sack when i see u im swingin my axe your leavin quick while you can get your ass back in ur van
  • @frostbite790 I pull up in somethin clean hoe,the coupe is nice/

    you not a gangsta,the only thing you shoot is dice/

    see im a player,im quick to slip into your wife/

    Minneapolis is a city where you'll loose ya ice/

    So go and tuck it in,I'm strapped, yea i snuck it in/

    Not tryna take my advice?well fuck it then/

    You slick talk,i'll run in ya house/

    hog tie you and ya son, out the gun in ya mouth/

    we'll fuck ya girl,leave cum in her mouth/

    uknowned cereal killa,dead bodies unda da house/

  • go grab the manual

    and bring back an ice cold samuels

    adams that is

    wordplay whiz

    candy for the kids

    test ...one ...two

    still the best

    i guess i'll do

    call you chickens wit cheese

    cordon bleu

  • going through the huddle feelin like brady/ niggas to lame and they to shady/ comin out george mason but no cinderella/.. you a dead fella/ the hardest shit ever in the south weather/. my bitch stay spicy like pepper/ checkmate no checkers/ pull out nina. y she start messing/ in trap niggas just flexin/ aint gettin work done .y u steady stressin/ pray to my flow keep ya blessins/ dick shoutin out to them ex-'s/ goin through the club crispy cream/ smoking weed sippin lean/
  • @frostbite790 Check mate is is chess. Pepper is hot not spicy, who the hell is george mason? Crispy creme is not a club

  • @mbua1 black pepper is spicy and george mason is a college ...goin in the club crispy cream means im swagged out.....checkmate no checkers..aint no need to explain

  • @mbua1 Your metaphors suck

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  • yall niggas is booty

  • first turn up the beat the and listening to me, im about to kill dis shit like a stack of meat....ha pause freeze smile for the camara plz i come back wit da bottles poppin ivory, so slick, slick rick, so sick wit it , got my dick n her ass she start dickn it

  • bhhhhhhhhv

  • What is life is it a figment of the imagination

    Or an uphill battle full of guns blazing

    Im mentally caged in trying find a way out

    All that pretty boy shit is played out

    And the chrome will leave you layed out

    On the street and ur existence gon ceaze

    Im pouring the don p for all the good ones

    That passed away cash is clay pass the yay

    So I can distribute it from hood to hood

    i got the best rhyme out of all you guys ahha

  • THIS BEAT IS BANANAS!

  • @StunnaRon do you know how to rhyme lmao

  • im on faja make it burn thats my disaya thats my live thats is what makes the ganja light make it bright make it nice eat it up all those beats i heated up eat it like cake i got a overweight because i eat so manny cornflakes

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  • iight... mic check 1 2 1 2 got ya shawty on the floor what she gon do maybe suck up this load then do ma crew i got bricks on the table a hammer and screw bout to chop it up give it out maybe just stew pyrex cookin but it aint food man you just lose aint got no groove
  • I feel like I'm walking a tight rope, without a circus net I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged Full of venom and rage Especially when I'm engaged And my daughter's down to her last diaper That's got my ass hyper I pray that god answers, maybe I'll ask nicer Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders
  • try using your own lyrics instead of eminem's!

  • i spit acid u niggaz see thru yeah, like plastic who I'm is, don't even ask it if u kill the game, supply a casket yeah, i kick a little flo on youtube mic check 1, 2 its a race, see all the chicks i run thru it aint all about work its about fun 2 keep walking even when ya feet weary wit da highbeams so u can see clearly forget about da trends forget about da benz remember Jesus died for our sins.
  • fucc piru bkitch its.......ca-rip...bk all day 2:11

  • @teresita108 wats craccin 20

  • Priester - Spitsessie!

  • JewelzBandana

  • yo yo im da Dc Dunx playing halo

    but im not gay tho

    smak ya in ya face as if i was ina other race

    so ya better pick up da pase

    or u will be walking home tryin ta pick up ur face. ;) LOL

  • Lol lawbrawn got too much time on his hands. I need ppl lime you to make me fous tho :D btw look at what ur spamming 3 skool? I'll go if you go first

  • damn had to blow tha dust off this instrumental...i still like it tho

  • fucking wack ass rapper!!!!!!! go 3 skool dumb fuck!

  • i was jst playin around and go 3 skool? nigga u dumb az fck

  • that this this that stfu and do it proove it MCz you are all being listened too keep it up cheeeyaaahhh....

  • @TheAjhomie fucking wack ass rapper!!!!!!! go 3 skool dumb fuck!

  • ok buck 30 on the dash best believe im goin blast on any nigga go the gun on my trigger finger in ready to ride im war knock knock bitch open the door beaf no more grap the kids and hop on the floor were at cash at say no more

  • get layed to rest with bullet holes from my smith & weston stop flexin and plexxin lifes a blessin so fuk stressin im eating heavyly is it really a ression B florida raised mic check 1,2,

  • this florida shit im florida bitch from the bottom of the south & shit /where we import coca leafs exported bitch im the truth you cant distort my shit the truth prevails roll up inhale i shall propell fuk the propaganda im building my legacy watching my work expand coke karate chopping like im chackie chan no money clips jus rubberbands im florida bitch so wat the fuk you saying runnin you mouth while i run in house and forever you rest fire blaze to shots to your neck bitch respect this test

  • Yeh nigga im the guy ya girl been kissin

    The game got robbed im what the game missin

    Dumb azz nigga cant even read

    I jst come here rip a beat and make like a tree and leave

    Or make like a green light and go

    Luk like i got a glow in the dark watch cuz my hand glow

    U boys always clownin

    I luk at ya girl upside down and shes always frownin

    F**k all the other letters cuz im so g

    If the game aint have my azz it wud be like lakers without kobey

  • fucking wack ass rapper!!!!!!! go 3 skool dumb fuck!

  • i don't know why yall rappin, none of yall gotta deal fuckin retards. i know it feels good to talk shit in da streets but wat about the booth dummy's!

  • tell it like it is lol

  • @swaggkingkev fucking wack ass rapper!!!!!!! go 3 skool dumb fuck!

  • Suk dik pussy

  • fuk a booth and fuk you too bitch/ get your mind rite im the truth so fuk the lime light /i spitt fire your ryhmes ice /i been nice neva sweet/ you in the booth im in the streets/ i love the heat/ grindin like tomorrow wont come/ try to stop me and gett beat like a drumm/ you scum im from the slums/ like good coke i came out hard spiitin bars/ all star hood shit fuk the booth i enjoy these bitch/////////FLORIDA

  • no, i aint a killa dont push me too much/i might feel provoked to untuck to do such/hush, dont do dat/my sense tingle like peter parkers/ i'll spark a nigga now homie move back/i think we all know, no we all know/i caught wind cat.5 style, time to blow/mic check,1..2...1..2/ i be checkin' mc's like a nike shoe, holla!

  • and i love to shoot em up nigga i dont giv a fuc bustin shots at ur dome boy u betta duck or hav 4 or 5 bullets in ur dome cant get em out cuz they stuck dats sucs but my flow dosent my lamo custom widows tinted doors open up and u know u cant cop wat i got leave em hoes distraught when no more girls can fit up in my yacht u should of came earlier u would of gotten an open slot my flow i wont stop until my body drops and it rots and bones is all i got

  • im so in dis bich lik g string shit so far in to get it out she goin need assistance quick let me reiterate how im the best and no less spittin in the booth no time for rest yes cash cars and hoes im so obssesed leave em hoes impressed wit the money and time i invest in the booth is as much time i stay grindin wit my troops my team we get it in my paper obese urs is thin so u need to get ur weight up our money stay comin in lik 10 trucks i stomp on niggas who bring drama wit my steel chucks

  • mic check lights lit leave the beat sore after the beat done u gonna hav to ice it i likes it lik dat i spit it hard flow so deep u gonna need a life vest flow is the nicest baller on my license and 100k for the ice bich so stop frontin lik u got it cuz u aint got shit but the bullet whole in ur skin watch the blood drip so u betta patch dat up quick this crip is so slick wit the 9 let dat thang rip let dat be known dat ur boy sic wit it i spit explicit flow ridiculous i know u so into this

  • i would say im back in the booth/ but i aint left yet man im still in the booth/ my shit still is the truth/ ppl like jpoor man the illest is you/ n e body think different the ruger split em in 2/ straight halve a nigga/ and u aint a man u just half a nigga/ flow at me please im laughin nigga/ i know i fucked up goin the dealer route/ but shit im the illest out/ skin u fake fuckers then take all ya ligaments out/ dont fuck wit the god jerseys prime minister/ my squad go hard n im way 2 sinister

  • PRIESTER - STUDIO SESSIE

  • no body got better beats den dipset aint nobody fucking wit em

  • cash money beats can

  • mic check dont talk just do it like nike

    in a grey whip is where i might be

    i be owning six jets

    repping dipset

    its mic check

    its my time in case yall niggaz might check

  • mic check, mic check, fuck lets Just do it/

    young refugee, so that poverty I been thru it

    literally I been thru it like a drive thru so there ain't no goin back/

    you could still be a soilder without fighting in Iraq

    but you couldn't relate you been average from birth like a C section

    Plus when it comes to having class, you'd prbly be in detention

  • i kill dis beat

  • i sling crack and cook a mean pepper steak fuc hoes then send them home with a paper plate eat that bitch and dont 4get to say your grace i am a milf fucka that means i hit soccer mothers while they should b at home cooking supper fa da kids but instead she makes me jizz everywhere this not my house so i dont care

  • Black Ent No B.e.t / But Pussy niggas disappear like Aj and Free/ I get better every year like Madden, Or a pack of Ritz / cause u know i get it on and crackin in dis bitch/ All i do is blitz, safety 30 yards back/ u throw it it's gettin picked, u hike u gettin sacked/ kill rappers like a lethal ejections/ cause my flows harder than teenage erections/

  • Hip Hop never ever try to step to the man, its for the chedda so you better keep a weapon in hand, all the shit that u spit its irrelevant and, i'll leave your body pon de river like elephant man. 'Dam' you better just scram or get a clean coffin, rappers mean nothing to me i spit often, and we flossin, i refuse to lose its yoos that stone cold like steve austin. your all lost an, i hear to put u back on ya track, im just here for the rapadeerap. Terry Kent England. Hate English rap.

  • love dis beat madd hot

  • Dominant mexican islamic communist bombing shit have targets looking like vomits spit when i aim the ammo as large as comets,death is common in my enviroment,so im bombing till you honor it, brutal assaults guns make ya look like you got struck by lightning bolts but no luck ya dumb fuck carcass jolt,thats the result when ya go againest da exalted,bars so bizzare they dont know what to call it, Hip-hop insanity, the rightous rulers of humanity shall inherit the kingdom, hit em with the lyricism!

  • why do you guys only rap about boasting sayinr ue dis n dat nd talkin about the game and money?

    honestly i really wanna kno y

  • i tuck my balls so u can see'em from the back.

    im sick n twisted like bling bling smokin crak.

    i'll get a fat bitch n ill give that ass a smack

    im mexican but below the waist im black.

    im lookin at violent hip hop that is wack.

    instead positive vibe or feedback, the lack to stack rhymes without crimes and doin time posted like a mime without a dime doin a line breaking your spine then you go and wine and im not making sense, so hence why i'll stop tryna rhyme cus i gots no more time

  • A A A mic check 1212/If a nigga got a gun bitch wat u gonna do/fuck dat wat u gonna say wen he with his crew/u a fag u a ho so get a grip/imma stunta im sexy im fresh nigga im da shit/yea nigga straight outta harlem world/u b on my dick more times then ya girl/no homo/i look good in a photo/u dont believe me ask ya girl cause she already no so/got on my ny fitted,hoodie,sum jeans and hop on sum Asolos/walkin in da street just hollan @ sum hos/i found 1 so i wanted 2 tak her lik dorthy and todo/

  • i see u niggaz from the u.s.a i spray everyday reppin uk bullets cummin ur way left hook ur way yow wait 4 a second I'll knock straight ur really good nah im jus messin dont u reckon ill bust u up like fighter off teken betta stop bettin show man tym amabout 2 to start recking quite pissd off so ama start deckin rip out souls blud am the grim reaper get free kicks ama bit lyk beckham dont like manz cuz dey hypin im sick dont u reckon
  • Yo this is funny all yall tryin to freestyle to this who are you freestyle battlein ya self

  • im bout 2 cum through n show u wat it do/mic chek u n ya fukn crew/c duecez got da flo 2 drown da fukn studio/when im done wit da boof u need new equipment n a microfone/u youtube atics luk gud 2 da automatic/no the bullets not passive n dey stay at massive calibas/no it aint a mirage/so have fun attempting to dodge/n im not talkin'dodge neons/but i will light u up/ like ground effects on a dodge truck/no gas, leave u breathin diesal dust/plus/hush da fuss/everybody move, bout 2 blow up da bus

  • I Got This I Dont Need No Crew

    I Got This I Dont Need No Crew

    I Got This I Dont Need No Crew

    I GOT TWO 6 SHOOTERS THAT'LL SEE ME THRU

  • ok ok wats good really wit it

    cuz im feelin i'm the hottest in the city nigga,

    ask somebody im a problem in the city nigga,

    and for the money i done retired to many niggaz,

  • you said nigga 3 times nigga

  • you said it 2 times nigga lmao

  • mic check u like a public addresser/all about my cheese call a nicca chester/collect allota paper but no proffesser/u know i shooting like lebron under pressure/ yall rappers gay like a kanye sweater/bullets work your head like motherfucking tethers/u dying is ur only exit/lotta change like vending machines/and my rims spin more than washing machines/ dats all yall get i no im sick

  • nut check one two one two/everyone knows me but who da fuck is u/tryna solve mysteries like scooby doo/over grown man ur just living in a shoe/they say u a killa/dont look much like it to me my nigga/pissed off dats ok/come for me niga ima let da k spray/keep on point with da special k/i flip these these lyrics in any which way/fuck niga playin hide-ngoseek/but im a cheater alwayz wanted to peak/ur raps a little weak/i call it flimsy/im chilyn with money mike and where all da pimps be/

  • if anyone know skitzo hes a producer for cam'ron but he also co produce this beat too

  • its obvious the mic needs mo checka not entainers but lyricists with mo swagga deliverances with deceitful appearances goes no betta than empty promises leadin to no cheddar money at the time being, then u under po weather yo reputation fadin like old bold letters cus "old" before yo "flow" it dont matter like akon, and u know better than to roll wit da punches in cold weathers so u aint hot no more like outdated old sweaters typical spits wont shatter if u aint a go getta.....
  • freesh of the streetz fam

  • Really Nice Beat

  • time to take to school breaking these fools like guns but im not another dude talking about shooting tools selling drugs are bagin at fool just prove u turn dudes to fools put dunce cap on top of head while i make these sails and count my bread

  • The beat got me focused like am practicing Yoga,

    money on my mind like da boy young Mullah

    You rappers are cold as long as am colder,

    If this shit is a battle then fuck it! am the Beholder

    Your swagg is like Dirt just wipe it off my shoulder

    Fuck wit me too and i'll burst yur Medulla

    party on your tombstone bring along some Soda

  • Oh and I forgot.. I gave you a thumbs up for the hell of it. IDK i felt like you needed it.

    lol.

  • never a thumbs down for rappers even the clowns/

    the only thing i'm famous for is stampin u in the ground/

    u stick in my mental how? ya styles belittled child/

    change don't come in rubber bands u proving you broke now/

    my money get dumb loud you working wit little skills/

    you a Cosby cartoon you making them little bills/

    I'm done wit the battle chill, gotta go live a life/

    i'ma bout to do a show you stay tubing aight?

    lol nice battle fam but i'm out..

    good luck wit ya rhymes kid.

  • Thx, you nice too, keep writing

  • I'm grabage? but trash is treasure for another man/

    Okay brother man/

    my junk is exchanged for that change that come in rubber bands/

    You like those chumps that get fame for rubber stamps/

    Chump change, lines too shitty, call em lump stains/

    My lines stay stuck in your head, bubble gum brains/

    Some bubble, some lame and you are not the prior/

    This is youtube, so luckily you cannot retire/

    We let the fans decide, but don't try thumbs down me/

    Thats just a bitch tactic to expand your pride/

  • this candy bar rapper brought the flame to himself/

    if my words is meltin bars why then y u sweetin yaself?/

    talking bout you nestle quick and stay wit like 4 bricks/

    i'll get a real brick and and throw whatuwouldcall hits/

    he hatin cause i'm asking fa people to comment/

    i'm just tryna get the love that I show ta the hot spits/

    but you jealous cause know you spittin whack shit/

    so take it out to the corner ya lyrics is garbage/

  • Comments is nonsense texts speak for itself/

    detect your own freshness, you too deep on yourself/

    And also the guns, tech speak for itself/

    Bridgette's, grenades don't let my vets put a leash on your breath/

    See police are a mess, so we patrol our neighborhood/

    Gotta make sure the neighbors good, yes the streets are this vexed/

    If you can't jump, then rhyming to a beat is next best/

    For a ticket out the belly of a beast where you rest/

  • freshness is undeniable i'm gassin myself/

    the comments just paying homage i'm deep and they felt/

    flame and they melt, the words bringing hell in itself/

    i'm getting fat from eating rappers add a notch to the belt/

    spit it to tell hope to bring my mama some wealth/

    she wanna crib in n.c wit a porch all around/

    the nerdiest clown but still spit a murderous round/

    my flow is 360 swing around and bubble u down.

    COMMENTS??

  • Well really you shouldn't get gassed/

    Because what used to be chances of gettin quick cash/

    slimmer than sippin quick fast/

    peer 2 peer partly responsible for the whip lash/

    And from speaker to ear from what I hear

    appears rap is just ass/

    But If want amazin bars Im still nestly/

    Watchamacallits can't stand the fire, they melt real messy/

    If its not not in the booths then I'm where connects be/

    with 4 brick and 4 bundles, connect 4 come check me...

  • mic checking perfection its not a question that/

    beantown be deadin debtors who got a debt to that?/

    who gonna question that?, flow like a bullet headed str8 for the spinal now you gotta visit chiropracts/

    hear a beat murda that/ feings gonna play it back/

    stick the earphones in they veigns they eyes rolling back/

    ecstacy, next is me, flow so fluently/

    something like water for chocolate who want a cavity??

    comments??

  • Ive had enuff of the u chatting greeze Cuz when I walk in to Ur ends boy better freeze Beat man down then suck his keys Look at man wheezing lyk he has some kinda disease Ive had enuf of the losers trying to copy me I kno Ur a wanna be but lyk man needs to jam Hit him with a bat lyk Sam I dont give damn U better take Ur final exam Ur done for Ill send u threw the door Even tho is 1 against 4 I dont play games I play hard core I promise u wont lyk me if I get raw
  • Ive had enuff of the u chatting greeze

    Cuz when I walk in to Ur ends boy better freeze

    Beat man down then suck his keys

  • rhymes so brutal it could scare ya face/ you dont wanna race/ faster than a crackhead i be in that imaginary place/ then i blast off like a shuttle into space/ ok your a king but whats a king to an ace/ im like king king i got so much bass/ fuck with me and you got no more breathing place/ got that lawyer mentality gotta solve that case/ got more money than chase/ im sorta like jordan i cant be replaced/ somewhat like iverson put them ankles in a brace/ double cross me and your family is erased

  • ya so not in my league,so ya deffintly aint in my bracket,

    im so in the lead,and ya can not catchit,

    i over lap ppl like its my new habbit,

    im on fire but flow like currents,

    i spit venom so call me the serpent,

    aint worried at all cause im to certain,

    they applaus me and thumbs up me when i come out the curtin,

    im so rebellious,

    ice cold flow makin the north pole jealous,

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  • nice

  • Re-do the math, Re-read the history

    Ma verse is heavy weight, I'm like heavy machinery, I don't claim the scenery, I steal the show coz I got heavy delievery

    I mean on the stage and I do it deliberetly

    Haterz get mad coz I mash and dash they face pysically let a alone lyricaly, Jealous breeds in they blood, But I'm the type to cut u for that, Envious of man can't face me, coz I'm the type 2, flatline'em wit the mac,

    16 bullets in the front, 16 up in they back

  • no mic check get yo self checked fu fu  ok let me b real not a gangster or a crook but dont get me shook

    f-with me and i got u takin another look

    like a hot chick except i am the apocalypse

    call me apocalypto

    yeah its just that simple

    bust your head pop u like a pimple

    dont try to be actin like kin folk

    yall know what i mean u looking small and fruity call u jelly bean

    and i stand by myself dont need no team

    cause iam me mr rain supreme

  • ima never stop shinin somethin like tony hawk see ima never stop grindin see my teams gunnin and ur teams runnin man if u tryna do the dip the gaugell send u far 2 shots to the chest wut i call a push up bra u aint sugar ray bitch u more liek ray charles ima paint the town red when i put ur brains on ur walls

  • you mutha fukaz got no other words 2 back ya rymes but the nigga fuckin wack mc's

  • okay, da game been missin a real live player/ some1 nigga dat would say i'm hear n wont c u later/ some1 2 stay n do his thang/ get himself stunk in da fan's brains/ da game been missin a nigga with thalent/ okay it might be me/ wat can i say i got tallent/ mic check 1,2 and dey aint no three/ dats caz da race start long tym ago/ wat u mean "huh" u shuld already know!/ u aint racin, caz u fuckin slow/ make a name for yo self so u can smoke on sum dro!/ I GOTTA MAKE IT, NOW IS DA TYM
  • Streets kung fu master/Flow is similar the Tao/

    Effortless effort, Lao Tsu cosign the style/

    Not dragon kicks, or blasting chi balls/

    I toss that white beam that cause euphoric misery dog/

  • da king is here niggaz hold ya applause

    get quite sit back and wait for da pause

    i hit da green reef like a drunk santa claus

    swervin on lean not abidding by laws

    den get back to dat cook crack yep

    maybe today i'll write yall a book that help

    ya bet that'll help bet on my belt

    champion sound bitch u can hear da damage i dealt

  • how much i gotta rep til i get respect maybe bring out the techs and rippem through the necks fuck a vest unless they made one for the head but if not you dead body full of lead you heard wat i said is you dumb or deaf blow a hundred rounds plus a hundered more til its none left or just blowem from night time til the sunset which ever you like which ever you want its nothing to me cause youll bleed i want and you need to run i dont so fuck wit somebody else its nothing for you to get stomped

  • yeahh!! ugh....lovin diss 6eat...chek diss ya niggaz not ready 4 da change 6ut i aint talkin obama 6ut im da reaper leave u in a hole like osami if u disrespect me u wont live to see ya 6a6y mama....im on ya niggaz like sonar... so herez a lil tip u cudnt 6eat me on da field if if i triped 6ut u neva see me slip cuz if i do dat thang iz wat im gon grip...nd if u talk reckless u gon loose ya necklazz ya 6oi iz restless any niiga want it ima demo ya come test diss...Jay-C

  • mic check 1 2 1 2/ want beef and im sprayin that 2 plus 2/ at you plus you/ and your whole crew/ my shit blastin in the air waves/ and yours on mute/ im just, swaggerific/ god has gifted/ a young soul which is me/ this flows authentic/ yours is more of a replica, somethin nobody wants/ and my clothes is most likely somethin somebody hunts/ ya diggggs
  • mic check 1,2,1,2 Leavin niggas like what we gonna do im flow so cold but im so hot I write lyrics you write blogs You got a million? me a billion while you workin I be chillin and still make green like a farmer Your girls cute but I wont harm her I got enough girls to give the world head your ground level im suspended no Im so high aliens wave hi you down low dead bodies say bye you want me gone but I dont die breath in, now let out a sigh
  • Mic check, got cash money like gillihead, put you in the ocean and get the floatin like a lilly pad. My rhymes is heavy so i drop the A-bomb and clap ya squad up now you lonely like akon. I keep the game wrapped up likes its never been used. I keep 100 percent natural, like fruit juice. Ya boy is scoring, "who's on him?" Too late i thru zone em cause if yall fly then im flew like pneumonia

  • mic check, i aint like a vet i am vet, beating me is like advancing through the past levels after the next, im after the best, youll never see my last breath, if everyone dies ill be last dead, im the future in its present steps, im a present god sent, like his son i am perfect, if someone were to murder me jailtime would be worth it/ im that good, im that hood, my rhymes good, go ahead and knock on wood, im part of the wood, parting a sea? i could, but im shark im part of the sea so I wouldnt,

  • 1212 coat check when i come thru 14 years old...12 deep crew Sleepin on me ill pop u/now u drownin in tomatoe sauce like campbell's soup betta act rite when u see the limelight cuz the shyt change to red an blue like cop lights I hold my position and grasp my mic my flo knock niccas down like a frazier fight. my shoes crispy like popeyes chicken dat bad bytch rite thur yes im stickin its my wifey too so im stickin and lickin I aint quittin.
  • mic check 1 2 1 2/ act up i peel yo cap back get it dude/ take 1 matta fact nigga take 2/ i can bring u da whole plate nigga eat da food/ dont be a dumby dude/ nigga ima g and i caint lose/ nigga u caint snooze/ cuz i carry big tools/ nigga diddy dum diddy do/ ill make yo ass dance like diddy do/ hahaha u nigga fools/
  • 808!!!....I came in the game a couple 100 thou on my muthafuckin chain And i always carry giant stacks i keep meat in my girl lika big mac Matter fuckin fact There she got right muthafuckin there thick thighs with some long muthafuckin hair Im bout to fuck this bitch in that muthafuckin chair Don't be a fag and try 2 muthafuckin stare.... Who the fuck is that that bitch look exactly like kyla fuckin pratt I aint lyin...And that ass is fuckin fat already know im bout tit tit tit tat
  • Mic check 1 2 1 2 They want a encore performance and this show was my debut And best believe what you hear in the magazines are untrue "I am a fake nigger"-who fucked is writing this review,/ Mic check 1 2 1 2 i get 1 chance at this debut,/ no renew, If i mess up i am threw So i come threw made it do what it do the critics so ya boy is sick he may have the flu they give me the award and I'm like thank you And was it me or was it long overdue Detective ass niggers so I suck they bet to get a clue
  • Prepare urselves 4 yall final destination/I survive with unbeatable odds im facing/Get beat down almost drowned get pounded 2 da pavement/get up brush my shoulders off and continue makin/History never 2 be forsaken,only 2 be beheld by da crowds i see 'em shakin/In dey boots but i keep on Jammin wit da rock like im jamaican/No rest cuz rest and death have a relation/I change da station,all i hear is dat souljaboy trash/I always said hiphops is in a coma and we not sure how much longer she'll last

  • Feels like i cant juz let her pass/Sometimes i wanna get dat boy in my vision and blast/U want a peice of my mind,look heres a peice my nine/I heard u were low on ammunition so i decided 2 toss u mines/2 bad u wont be able 2 see it/Hip-hops dead now u can be where she is/Defeated by those who seek it/But turn 2 "superman""she got a donk" and other songs 4 no reason/Its treason,cant beleive it/So i go back 2 da 90's with all its features/Nas,Biggie,Big L hip-hops leaders/2 of 'em are diceaced kid

  • nice verses.

  • Thanks

  • I want to see your reaction to the expansion of a trillion atoms, smashin in eachother creating a chain reaction, flashes and blastin its way through the last thing galacticly known today which is yo face

  • booooooooooo lol

  • i kicks it in this bitch/

    its young mo nigga/

    an i spit hot fire when flo nigga/

    Im a young prince, im history in the makin' dats him/

    dont compare me to no one i does this/

    ima leauge of my own/

    my swagg is outa control/

    my money so retarted/

    my flo is so so wet like a ocean/............. (splash)

  • wonder how many mc's tried dis b4&how many managed not 2b heard b4(pause)NOW but im goin 2 put it down jus like da boyz from harlem uptown&da boogie down Mic chek 1,2,1,2 No Mic chek(uh)252 yeah yall cats wanta no who is dis itz me bitches&i came 4 business(uh) many came many were sent many fell i didnt but u did SOSO Quick(HA)but ive ben chosen 2b da 1 not da 2 step 2 me wrong&get done up like da flu(hachew)bodyaches sore throat da lead ull b tasting will b like cum goin down ur girls throat