here we go again, lets all spit till we got cottonmouth/
but anyone gunna outshine me, i got alot of doubt/
to the top and out, all u rappers floppin now/
im a little to old to be playin your childish games/
wild insane and droppin this piece like it hangs from a crane/

Like "Justin Timberlake" It's All "Still On~My~Brain"
tha undevleoped truth grown Up in Ma~membrane
can't take me"Tears~For~Fears" nor my "Faith-no-more"
it's like i'm locked backin tha 80's an got no Taste~or~Chore

I'll rape you whore... wit a dick shaped like an 8 by 4
and slap you across the face for God... and break it more
got brains galore - in an excessive amount for both heads
the 3rd leg need it's own yard and some ass like homesteads
...I go fed, bone celebs, simply sit an' chill ~
til J Lo know it's real, eat Missy's pussy... if I think I'll get a deal

I flip and kill on any bitch fa' real, ridin with twin-calibres...
steady yellin, bustin more melons than 6-Galleghars...
And the words I'm spittin, leave you cut short like circumcision...
My verbs are rippin, the herbs that listen to my verse and purr-like-kittens...
That's perversive , listen .... anything I say can break weapons...
I'm so amazin, the tracks I'm blazin have satan sayin thank heavens...

fuck tha six six six's i'm so fucked i'm throw'n up triple sevens
hittin emcees wit red dots straight on like i own seven elevens
cause; i'm REAL like Ja-Rule n' J-Lo hit cats wit linguistic combos

dilated evidence they been dissected by extravagance
murdering violence worst than biggie with his notorious heads
posting on threads better than a graveyard hosting the dead
attacking the feds with my bear hands and the lyrical edge
been tied down to this ledge, my favorite thingsis taking ice cubes and hitten them with a pitchen wedge
while i make you swollow this bottle of pledge

Bottle-of-pledge?// bitch be gettin boo'd-off-the-stage/
Notorious - cuz you faggots be reppin the crew-with-no-name!/
forgotten-it-hey? - well that's just suspicious/
it's like you found a Budget-Genie and you aint gettin no wishes!/
Vicious?- yeah i heard you've been known to Bite cats and stab-them-in-the-back cuz you're a pussy-like-that!/
wanna-fight-facts? - Bitch I speak the hidden-truth -
and i'll smash ya forehead through the mic-grill ya spittin-through!/
So listen-up// grab ya-guns-and-ya-fisticuffs/
the jig-is-up cuz real cats are dogs and-you-bitches-pups!/ :p

Snitches the jig is up, bitches I finger fuck
damn 6 syllables is too hard for me, I think I'm stuck/
I don't give a fuck about contracts and massive deals conceal the urgency,
of fervently burning these herb emcees who try to murder me verbally/
To the third degree, I'm cursed to be, the first emcee to craft a verse that massacres,
then, sacrifice the nicest kids with priceless scripts, just as mass occurs/

within of this happening i'm staring to smile cuz i'm always laughin
of this kid whom spits nothing but wackness god damn it//
if i had it i be selling my soul just to get out of this/
illness is not in my vocabluary like nelly, ja-rule, an ashanti/
fuck them, cuz wit out pop stars their truly nothing/
see i spark beef with many netcees just to be mean/
i cant beath because i crsytalize both of my lungs/
i smoke many emcees but i blaze NEWPORT(s) up/
here let me unvail my gut every one step up an take a shot//

but don't get caught and you drop to the floor
it's that or you run towards the door
claiming you dodgeed bullet's al galore
when im finished wit life i'll be sure
to send everyone a basket of fur fruit
why is everyone giving me the firm boot
even the people in tie and suit
bitch don't try and be cute
i put you on mute cuz i need silence

hey ill follow suit,like a pack of 52
run up in some school and shhot
murder all the troops, in my coup
come back cluking like foggots in beruit
stay tuned,cos this boy bout to get sued
"osma bin laden be real stay true"
stay mute,listen to the scilence
shit i can hear the sirens
of the pigs blaming me of been a racist tyrant
i rock it world wide,as my life swirl by
my mini hi fi,is high all night
rooling down ya street bout to pulll a drive by
want one pice of advice bye thai

PISSED };:confused: :confused: :p :p

I-might, stick 5-knives in this rascist-fag....
and anyone who takes-his back, light two fags up like laser-tag...
And bleta bleta-blach, I can't take-this-crap, fuck usin english-to-diss-you...
ict uch ten bah, sexorcism for ya mouth is cleanin-my-pistol...
What's I'm speakin's-official, so fuck ya off brandish-battle-raps...
I can't stand-a-battle-axe, so I crush ya ass-with-cadillacs...

lmao, that's raw

crush ya ass with cadillacs, bomb like both Iran... and I-raq
put my flow on the map... and put my sons in the almanac
nut's massive... mother fucker's fat - fuck the rap
just relax//inhale the smoke I blow... until your lungs collapse
the fuck is that? that's pathetic. Are you apathetic?
'cause that last shit'd have been raw//...if proof hadn't said it ~
but i'm all for flippin' a bar, if the lyrics are showin' it up
if the br'ah spittin' above par, it's like turnin' hoes into sluts...

:D @ ninja and crazee rulin this cypher...

I'm too lazy to rap again right now, but did proof actually say that? :D @ how often I flip shit, then other people say that, so far Lil Wayne, Jay-Z, Nas, Eminem, and Canibus have all done it D:<

aw fuck it, I'll spit some bars anyway...lol

And turnin ho's into sluts, is like turnin Gracie to a crackhead...
I rap-dead...so when my concert was live, my ass-fled...
"That's- FED", yo I'm Stuntastic when breakin a whore-in-stumps with Choppa-blades...
I got mad-cred, this dumb-bastard is like forest-gump when rockin'-fades...
What the fuck is that? Go lie down in ya covered-blankets...
'Cause I'm about to change my location...to ya mother's-anus...

:D @ how ill a cypher wih us would be

sir, r u famous? u remind me of a celebrity-if im wrong, dont blame "us"/
remember, "I" said u sound like a colab-with-britney - liked it until i came-and-bust!/
left u in the same frame-and-just forgot about ur existence/
when i got back u were playing the same game-and-cust at my indifference/
well fuck u too, but in all fairness, i never liked u in the first-place/
some mc's are diseased with bad lyrics-always thought u had the worst-case/

lol you're gettin better dawg, I actually like you. Shorten up those lines a little, might make flow better. I'm too tired to rip again tonight lol

What'd that nerd-say? You need to get some new-fire man you-mired....
in some ~wack ass shit~ yo I'll ~smack that bitch~ tomorrow, I'm too-tired...

:D

Too tired? - yo i see darkness creepin'-up-on-you-bitch/
and the fact-is even insomniacs sleep-on-your-shit!/
I'll hit bitches-visibley// with-shit-to-split-wizzardry/
none of you emcees could flow if you was-electricity/
so listen-hea' - I'll fuck ANYONE up like Bi-whores-do/
And i'm constantly 'Watchin ya back' - cuz I got my eye-on-you/

fuck it; i'm so hot i'm liquifyin', crystalizin and even fryin~you
me stoppin? there's a better chance of a smurf not dyin~blue

meh... maybe later i'll do 1 better

ima start this off slowly so your eyes can follow closely
the script is simple diss your bitch ass no problem mostly
coming at you verbally with words you aint never heard of see
firm guarantee got you locked in a tolerable degree
always hitting the right bounce time to finish off with this major pounce
this faggot has yet to announce whether he’s gay cuz by men he gets aroused