nuff said... ill crush your fucking feelings
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who wants to battle
Va Sk1tz- Fresh Meat
- Posts : 1
Join date : 2012-09-03
Age : 34
Location : BAD NEWS VA
- Post n°1
who wants to battle
MC Ghosty- Intermediate Member
- Posts : 183
Join date : 2010-03-06
Age : 43
Location : Baltimore
- Post n°2
Re: who wants to battle
No one is active on here anymore, go to the top of the homepage and there will be a link to a new and slightly active site
Lyrical_Terrorist- Fresh Meat
- Posts : 1
Join date : 2013-03-15
- Post n°3
Re: who wants to battle
Yo, Va SK1ttz, or should i say da skeets!?
You look so gay, You don't need to be roamin these streets!
I'm a terrorist, my flow my lines are the weapons that i wield
to mow down whack rappers like you in this rap battlefield!
I use my wicked sick lines for my own artillery
They say the pen is mightier than the sword, that's why i ain't scared of the military!
I'm a terrorist, i strike fear in yo' soul, that's why you called fresh meat!
You better off in yo' house, i'll give you time before you get murked to beat yo' meat!
I'm goin hard, i reach farther than the rapper elite!
You look so dirty, i don't think you deserve to even be under my feet!
Why you got yo' shirt off, you ain't got nothing to show
the only thing we all gon' see is when i put you on the floor!
I'm a scientist, i wanna see how amateurs like you slide through the ground and flow!
How you gon' expect to hurt my feelings?
When it looks like you livin in the ghetto from the floor to the ceilin
N' why in the world would i wanna go there? There's nothin even worth stealin!
You look so gay, You don't need to be roamin these streets!
I'm a terrorist, my flow my lines are the weapons that i wield
to mow down whack rappers like you in this rap battlefield!
I use my wicked sick lines for my own artillery
They say the pen is mightier than the sword, that's why i ain't scared of the military!
I'm a terrorist, i strike fear in yo' soul, that's why you called fresh meat!
You better off in yo' house, i'll give you time before you get murked to beat yo' meat!
I'm goin hard, i reach farther than the rapper elite!
You look so dirty, i don't think you deserve to even be under my feet!
Why you got yo' shirt off, you ain't got nothing to show
the only thing we all gon' see is when i put you on the floor!
I'm a scientist, i wanna see how amateurs like you slide through the ground and flow!
How you gon' expect to hurt my feelings?
When it looks like you livin in the ghetto from the floor to the ceilin
N' why in the world would i wanna go there? There's nothin even worth stealin!
D.RUDE- Fresh Meat
- Posts : 7
Join date : 2012-04-24
Age : 33
Location : North Carolina
- Post n°4
Re: who wants to battle
Happy Halloween! Happy Halloween!
I'm drowning these niggas in Supreme gasoline.
Got the whole team, dressed up for the theme.
I'm a nightmarem, and i'm killin all your fucking dreams.
I'm a lunatic prick. I'm rude and i'm obscene.
There's neva nothin left but ashes and bones.
Brutal fucking murder is something I condone.
Twisted chromosomes. Shreddin through these hoes like a cyclone.
Execute the flow, yeah I'm well known.
Royal fucking blood. Take a seat up on the throne.
Entering my zone when a nigga wanna go.
Clear my throat, when i'm steppin up to the microphone.
I'll even kick it off with a dubstep beat.
I've finally been released. Call the fucking priest.
This beast has been unleashed. Talk is fuckin cheap.
I'm packin' major heat. I show up to compete.
Now i'm blastin motha fuckers in the street. Unanimous defeat.
Watch em' all retreat.
All them pussy hidin', tryin' to save they ass from diein.
All them pussy cryin 'cause D is terrifying.
You know i'm fucking shining.
Lightin up the sky and everybodys blinded.
Slaughter everybody so nobodys testifying.
I'm a fire breathin dragon nigga know I spit fire.
I'm pouncin on my prey like a rabid fucking tiger.
Hustlin everyday niggas call me the supplier.
Million dolla pay is all that I desire. It's all that I require.
I'm only seventeen.
But every young cat gotta have a fucking dream.
Hoes. Cash. And clothes. With a stretch limousine.
Smoke the loudest green.
Sip the sweetest lean.
Makin' all these honeys scream.
I got hella self-esteem.
Jumpin on that pussy like i'm on a trampoline.
So fucking fresh they should call me Mr. Clean.
Never nothin less, take it to the Extreme.
Commence all the threats nigga Happy Halloween! Happy Halloween!
If it's my race than its my fucking lead.
I'm about to get a taste of this fly fucking weed.
Bout' to go blaze till my eyes fucking bleed.
And than i innovate cause my minds deep.
A pen and pad is all that i need.
To kick my brain up in high speed.
Cut figure eights through the night streets.
And them otha niggas just look cheap.
You gettin froggy? Than nigga leap.
I'm countin stacks all day, every weak.
So shut ya' mouth. Not another peep!
I'm drowning these niggas in Supreme gasoline.
Got the whole team, dressed up for the theme.
I'm a nightmarem, and i'm killin all your fucking dreams.
I'm a lunatic prick. I'm rude and i'm obscene.
There's neva nothin left but ashes and bones.
Brutal fucking murder is something I condone.
Twisted chromosomes. Shreddin through these hoes like a cyclone.
Execute the flow, yeah I'm well known.
Royal fucking blood. Take a seat up on the throne.
Entering my zone when a nigga wanna go.
Clear my throat, when i'm steppin up to the microphone.
I'll even kick it off with a dubstep beat.
I've finally been released. Call the fucking priest.
This beast has been unleashed. Talk is fuckin cheap.
I'm packin' major heat. I show up to compete.
Now i'm blastin motha fuckers in the street. Unanimous defeat.
Watch em' all retreat.
All them pussy hidin', tryin' to save they ass from diein.
All them pussy cryin 'cause D is terrifying.
You know i'm fucking shining.
Lightin up the sky and everybodys blinded.
Slaughter everybody so nobodys testifying.
I'm a fire breathin dragon nigga know I spit fire.
I'm pouncin on my prey like a rabid fucking tiger.
Hustlin everyday niggas call me the supplier.
Million dolla pay is all that I desire. It's all that I require.
I'm only seventeen.
But every young cat gotta have a fucking dream.
Hoes. Cash. And clothes. With a stretch limousine.
Smoke the loudest green.
Sip the sweetest lean.
Makin' all these honeys scream.
I got hella self-esteem.
Jumpin on that pussy like i'm on a trampoline.
So fucking fresh they should call me Mr. Clean.
Never nothin less, take it to the Extreme.
Commence all the threats nigga Happy Halloween! Happy Halloween!
If it's my race than its my fucking lead.
I'm about to get a taste of this fly fucking weed.
Bout' to go blaze till my eyes fucking bleed.
And than i innovate cause my minds deep.
A pen and pad is all that i need.
To kick my brain up in high speed.
Cut figure eights through the night streets.
And them otha niggas just look cheap.
You gettin froggy? Than nigga leap.
I'm countin stacks all day, every weak.
So shut ya' mouth. Not another peep!
D.RUDE- Fresh Meat
- Posts : 7
Join date : 2012-04-24
Age : 33
Location : North Carolina
- Post n°5
Re: who wants to battle
WHAT!?
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