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Permalink Reply by Kadeem on December 10, 2008 at 5:46pm

Listen I'll treat you to battle/
let you get fat, then eat you/
I ain't even start my verse yet, this is the preview/
wicked,twisted, and gifted/
something sinister, bad meets evil/
stuntin' like evil kneivel, y'all niggas better watch now/
cause i come through dropping more s*** than f*****' Whiteowl./
My s*** just dropped from the f***** skies of heaven/
...God of this s***, had Reasonable Doubts since 97'/
you niggas aint nice, you awful/
your future rhymes are future dog s***, alpo/
no homo/
the flow been grown so/
don't make me get in that ass like my elbow/
you nicer than me, "hell no"/
that's the devil speakin/
gave that n**** third degree burns, plus i'm cold on the weekend/

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Permalink Reply by jesse50 on December 10, 2008 at 6:07pm

im gettin that paper boy// i make deliveries like the paper boy// im white but i spit like im black// dont try me or ull be eatin the mac// you dudes r wack// havent even pumped a pack// my flow is crack//i stay iced out in da lack//im rockin the club//im like 50 uk im sippin the bub//u a p**** G u aint holdin the snub//if u lucky u could sell off a dub//im movin da bricks//u kno me i get all kinds of chicks.


hit me back lemme kno wht u think

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Permalink Reply by Queens|Free SWAG! on December 10, 2008 at 6:18pm

IM THE MVP OF THIS RAP S***/
I DO IT FOR HIP HOP WITH CHRONIC LEAVES IN MY SOUL/
A DEMON IN THE STREET WITH NO SOUL WITH ONLY ONE GOAL/
TO OFFER THE HOOD COLDPLAY FROM A N**** TRAINED FOR WORDPLAY/
I GUESS IT DONT COUNT THESE DAYS BLEEDIN ON THE TACK DAY TO DAY/
MAYBE WE SHOULD ALL DROP IT AND START DANCIN LIKE KID N PLAY/
DANCIN IN THE VID RAPPING FOR MONEY FOOLING THESE DUMMIES/
ITS ALL SMOKE N MIRRORS SO LET ME MAKE IT CLEARER/
MAKE THAT PAPER BANG THAT GANG EXCHANGE THAT CHANGE FOR COCAINE/
SOMEBODY GOTTA SAVE RAP SO I GUESS ILL BE THE SUPERMAN/
HOP IN THE BOOTH THROW MY CAPE ON S ON MY CHEST/
LAST OF A DYIN BREED TILL THAT BREED DIES/
FILLED WITH EMOTION NEVER CRY DONT STOP SPITTIN TILL THAT BLOODS IN MY EYE/
F*** AROUND AND HAVE A ATHSMA ATTACK TRYIN TO GIVE THE WORLD A NOSE BLEED/
THE GAME NEEDS AN EVIL SEED WITH AN AIM TO OFFEND NEVER TO PLEASE/
IT AINT KILLIN ME TO DO IT BUT ITS ALL A EASE WITH THAT MIAMI BREEZE/
IM DOVOTED TO TERMINATE THESE RATS WITH A CONTRABAN FLOW/
DROPPIN BOMBS TILL IM CONSIDERED A TERRORIST/
I WANT THAT OSAMA STATUS TILL MY SOUL ENTERS THE GRANIT

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Permalink Reply by wuga on December 10, 2008 at 6:37pm

im not tha n**** to f** with cause clearly you'll die
cause i got mo guns and amo then them niggas in mubai
its cumin up to xmas but i aint tha merryest
cause ima fully grow scitzo terrorest
biggie needed 7 mac11s and about 8 38s
but all need is to hit u a header in tha face
i dont carry this heater cause its cold outside
its just incase a n**** needs to die
yeah n**** stir crew up in this b****
i just got me a key gonna flip that s***

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Permalink Reply by Tunez ►HFM2 Movement◄ on December 10, 2008 at 6:38pm

i want war
iam im that raw
i got niggas boxing till they bleed from they jaw
untill i see them fall
they aint goin no where untill they clean the floor
its sparkly clean just like how i adore
its so shiny u could see ur reflection on it
i watched that ass jiggle
after that my pant's wiggle
i got to go f*** her
put the rubber
she ask me to do the same thing i did to her to her mother
she begging for more u could see that mouth in hunger

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Permalink Reply by Foo on December 11, 2008 at 9:41am

I can see the difference by region in these rhymes.

South = money, whips, diamonds blah blah blah

East = guns, coke, weed, blah blah blah

Come on people, switch it up, talk the truth. Most of you are just kids on a PC cuz I doubt Thisis50.com loading on your sidekick while you're "huggin" the block.

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Permalink Reply by BlaZenem on December 11, 2008 at 9:58am

I grind the streets like slaughter houses grind the beef/

no retreat dog i neva back down i creep/

up on ya like foreigners that sneak into the us/

i do this for the love cuz there aint no benifits/

i got mouths to feed, by any mean i get that dough up/

make it rise quick like yeast, ima beast so step ya flow up.

check it out http://letsgetmoneyentertainment.ning.com/?xgi=6YnTcnJ

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Permalink Reply by Lil Big Nasty on December 11, 2008 at 10:10am

Reading that almost made me throw up

Not because it's sick...but because it sounds like s***

Stop

Sorry, I hate to sound like a cop

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Permalink Reply by That n**** Doc on December 11, 2008 at 10:07am

Now is ya got damn crazy?
Talkin like the Doc can't spit, p**** n**** why you play me?
I'm on the block like Orlando.
I'm on Pace right now to have a condo in Orlando.
A sunny beach.
You f*** with me I'll take your blood like a hungry leach.
N**** reach and it's a ruler to ya f***** hand.
He act up and it's a ruger to ya f***** man.
F*** with me. I am so ready for a beef.
You brought a burger but I got the cow with me.
Matta fact, the b**** got mad cow disease.
So you muthafuckas die if that b**** sneeze.
I squeeze, the hammer let the shots off.
I'm physical so grab my nuts and then b**** cough.
I'm a boss.
Yeah, take this s*** as a loss.
Yeah you niggas is Jay-Z, yeah ya lost one.
New chopper so, even if I lost guns,
I can still break ya punk ass off proper son.
I'm the Doctor son.
I eat ya ass up in less than eight bars. I call my flow the f***** octagon.
Now what the f*** you on?
It gotta be some good,
if you thinkin you can f*** wit my n**** Shug.
Or me, or that muthafucka Bang.
I pull out that thang, blow out ya brains.
Yeah, Gas House niggas stand up.
And all you p**** ass muthafuckas better man up.
I tear ya girl up.
Hit cha b****, had her legs stretched like a muthafuckin rubber band bruh.

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Permalink Reply by KinLin on December 11, 2008 at 3:39pm

You could catch me in an all black cadalac,
In the back droppin' my sack in a b****** mouth,
Like a tea bag, Fresh outta rehab,
Like a Giant shoot myself in the knee-cap,
I see that everyday like a free Jag,
So unless you wanna see me beat ass,
When you meet me I suggest you leave me be f**,
So now whats the recap?
I eat ass and they wonder why I leak gas,
I keep gats makin' noise like my soundtrack,
It's a bunch of jibberish cause I'm full of s***,
So... Wabble debabble and suck on my d***,
Cause there ain't no wonder bra that could fit on these tits,
So I'll cover it up with a bottle of gizz,
Why you gotta be so much a parti pris?
With a sour puss like you caught my diss?
Who you think you are? A little selfish b****?
I should cut the s***,
Before I f*** around and get my ass's kicked,
By a little girl when her ass gets pissed,
And her ass gets ripped,
Hang it out the window like me on an acid trip,
Glass or sip? Forget slittin my wrist,
I'll take the f*****' razor to my d***.

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Permalink Reply by Meliam on December 11, 2008 at 11:24pm

(QUICKY)
I come wit RESPECT, no DIS(S) in front of that,
But actin like KOOL Gs in front of RAP... front on that.
Behind the scenes ya none of that,
He say he got heat like Summa had, but gets scared wen the Thunda clap.
Wen it comes to cash his boy say he double that.
Subtract the Duffle bag, add the Ruffle bag, hes the sum of that.

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Permalink Reply by Bonz on December 12, 2008 at 5:21pm

THIS IS KALLED "IVE MASTERED THE ART"


I've mastered the art...of killing a beat...then stashin the evidence...
its not a slack in skill...but a lack of intelligence...
that keeps cats desolate...the traps they're embedded in...
sheer wackness...the trash is embelished with...
paragraphs of letters sent...there in stands the irrelavence...
peers capture the sediments...in cracks of left sentiments...
where kids bask in precedence...and laugh at the presidents...
that think gas is worth blooded hands of several killed...
but relax we're Americans...greedy assed and desperate...
sure we've had our hesitence...and ask for reverence...
just to mask the fact...we casually act as though we care a bit...
when the anthrax develops in...
our land so delicate...kids grab a flag and hit...
any cat thats Arabic...or just shares their heritage...
tho its sad to bare with it...I long for the day that man can master his ignorance...
and cast it to depths within...

I've mastered the art...of delivering...lines with a meaning...
my most basic thoughts' palms...lie on the ceiling...
but why is it seeming...the only style that's appealing...
just happens to be shared...with 9 other beings...
to minds I'm a genious...even blinds could've seen it...
organized in a sequence...in-fi-night till it weakens...
just try and repeat it...and you'll finally believe in...
the simple fact...that it would be ill advised to read it...
unless u want eyes that are bleeding...a hairline recieding...
your life is depleated...because time will have eaten...
your insides...with the appetite of a demon...
so smile when the beat hits...
or die while you're sleeping...since I will have beaten...
any sign of your breathing...with rhyme that'll ceace it...
purify and delete it...to show that lyrics this divine are the reasons...
we strive to achieve bliss...

I've mastered the art...of capturing hearts...through out the ages...
even though...there are those...who doubt this statement...
tuned out to races...
we as humans...are too bound to face it...fools bound in chains with...
conformity...conservatives...who frown on changes...
only see the common ground...when...you down on pavement...
from loose rounds and sprayed clips...leave 2 down and weightless...
while a slew drown adjacent...to the depth...only a few found complacent...
like desert sand...only a few grounds remain still...
counting 10 seconds of thought...soon while the brains killed...
thanking goodness no weapon was drawn...
never be too proud to say s***...and you'll mount the stage with...
a new sound...too loud...to mute down...amazing...
then when you're crowned the greatest...you can pass the flame...
on to down...who now...sees you as their new found inspiration...

-=HOLLA FRONT=-
http://myspace.com/slimmakabonz

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