Anyone step...it's lyrical murder over here...come one , come all!!!

Here I come again sending to defend

my spot i got locked till the end

thats right im takin ova spaces like a board game

so don't trip cuz i move quick like soul train

and if there was money up ill cop tha whole thang

i have yet to begin

once i start to break ya chin callin da cops is what you did

youll be toothlees while i stay rutheless

you daydream of smoochin wit all three stooges

you clueless on how to budge or even move this

steel wall in front of you homie who are you foolin

I drop lava up on stage cuz i have a volcanic rage

heavenly father what have you made

im gifted in different ways presently getting paid

and if you in da devels rain you gon lose like tha movie End Of Days

this dude talk about volcanic rage
but the only rage he gets comes from his crack crave
put my hands in his face and wave
no response must be his unconcious day
and why you talkin bout the end of days
yours is gettin butt fucked and bleeding all over the page
he aint got skills dude
he soft like baby food
i maybe rude
but atleast i aint you
no i aint the game but atleast i got a CLUE
i kick it with lyrics
flow nasty like an evil spirit
my name is syn you dont wanna hear it
cuz i make your conscious feel
like you killed one of gods sheep and made veal
ill rip your flesh off and make it look like banana peels
D Light
you could grab a flashlight
but you still cant see me cuz my verses are darker than night
you think this guy wants to fight
the last fight he had he got choked up by the mike
so what you want a battle
im your worst nightmare ride up crothch wost than a horse saddle
make shit wreckless
ima dog but you dont wanna pet this
and you think this dude get paid
he think he the shit cuz he learned how to ryhme from gettin on MTV's Made.

whats happenin syn you want this mental clip

to pop you out the show like a 3d flick

this is easy shit like pepto mixed wit laxitive

you very talkative you still dont know what action is

you a fan of comedy lookin for harmony

well you stepped in a danger zone ill punture your arterties

you a me no speak english nigga you barely as smart as me

and you dont want a fight you da type to run

talkin about nightmares you been givin freddy some

lookin all horrible shirt made of straws pants cut from an article

ill rip u into particles and you win vs D would be remarkable

sometimes dreams come tru but homie not for u

cuz da rymes i threw gon paralize ya mind all through

im visionary its time you knew all ya words are hocked up food

so spit it out before i get it out by jabbin ya gut and up out ya mouth

i dought u could count the bars of pain i sprout

so reply but dont deny the pressure i apply or youll neva arise

Me/
i'ma welches/
dude is a shasta/
1 Verse/
from Verse2/
dudes turn Casper/
bitch move 4 i slap u/
u ugly disgrace/
ask Charlie/
what did da 5 fingers say 2 da face/
cuz D is a light weight/
seem like a tight race/
til u see da sideview/
sorry nigga my mistake/
operate/
pass me da scalpel and da swab/
he's blue/
cuz i get green/
but he's more yellow den a cob/
U Mellow/
I'm Lebron/
u jello/
i'ma rock/
i'm da bank/
u need thank
dat was help~n witcha fines/
u can rhyme/
butchu ain't dat good/
tell da truth/
u ain't a problem child/
really u jus misunderstood/
u can try but a nigga ain't hear~n u/
u rhyme like Plies tell me how is u lyrical/



tired...and bored right now...whatever...jus threw sumth~n 2gether b4 i went 2 bed

My lyric or like aids mix with swine flu
I bet the president, I can murder these dudes
Let start off at verse2
I'm like your mom when she said her drunk boyfriend
Will never hurt you
But that didn't stop him from getting drunk naked in your bed
Rubbing his privates parts across your little head
Taking photo of ya'll kissing holding hands
And if you get famous he'll be your biggest fan
Those prescription pills or seeming like a plan
So how about you put a half a bottle in your hand
This will end your problem, to get you out this jam
And u nolonger have to be the gf of your mama old man
I'm sorry I had to write you this letter like stan
But I was too busy kicking D Light face into the side of this trashcan
Watching the blood eat my shoes like pac man
Drop his body in this serial killer park van
Call the cops and wait across the street until they get there
Laughing more as I push this guy out his wheelchair
Old white guy that don't know how to quit like ric flair
Bloody to a post as I jab him with this steel chair
Fuck syn I resurrect nightmare, dig up your father grave
Hang him out a tree, like a slave

I'am a monster, teeth sharper then a knife edge
Battle me, as safe as walking a tight ledge
I rip career apart, like I'm eatting crab legs
To your record company start waving a white flag

eghhh
jus another nigga whose spell~n is jus atrocious/
cept he's real bad wit plurals/
(goose~gasse)
he like i'm close shit/(lol)
post~ed 3/
trynna get close 2 me/
closest you'll get 2 da god
is my black on black sneaks/
dis like Jackie chan vs Jet li/
i do da real deal/
he do childish stunts/
he like a Wii/
next time do ya homework/
or di~gest da readers digest/
knife edged slap/
turn u blue like Skeeter's wide chest/
2 go at (2) 1st/make ya horizons broader/
cuz right now u're dive~n into shark~infested waters/
da target on ya chest alil larger/
2 me itz a race between Terrel Owens and Nikki Parker/(lol)
Catch up!!
Noooo
Not ketchup/
put da hamburger on da ground/
u can't rest up/(lol)
mines/are like best ofz/
urz are jus rants/
send ju up 2 Biggie/
2 getchu u 1 more chance/(lol)
he got me on my Amerie~dis 1 thing shit
all black and white/NWO~Sting shit/
tongue~n death grip/fuck~n big ass Meng shit/
while he on dat talk~shit&apologize jus like Pink did/(lol)
and itz not lyric/
itz lyric(s) u asswipe/
he got a thing 4 dudes/
who were (U) with last night/(lol)
if u gon type it/
better read whatchu write den/
cuz if (I) catch it/
da rebuttals a "good night prick"/






i could put out an autobiography/
name it "Didddd I Stutterrrr"
he'd cop it dat same day/
and read it cover 2 cover/
have madd material on me/
like my ugliest lover/
but he "STILL" couldn't fuck wit me brotha/(lol)


ghosttt

Sorry verse2 your comeback jack off prematurely
I thought dumb red heads die with lucy
but I see your response really try to move me
But I give u a autograph cuz I always adore groupies
Mmmmm, now prepare for this lyrical misfit
With that jackie chan flow u get stab with chopstix
Who would of known u step in hell pits
It just me and the devil running trains on your mom bitch
Playing with her pretty viagina on this lazy boy recliner
Putting her in a submission hold like I'm scott steiner
Sorry verse2, I am grown man it past your curfew
It like adolf hitler throwing a party inviting jews
U going to die the only person suprise seem to be just you
This battle done so goodbye and fuck u
When your verse get better you know where to find me
Somewhere hot sipping on ice tea

cmacc da don/
i'll have u weed~wacked n 5/
so cross all of ur Tz and bring down all your yz/
add ya e~d'z and S's dis time/
cuz ya str8 wack lines
could fix T~mack'z eyes/(lol)
u online/
naaa dog/
u outta da loop/
so please stop blowing~on~my~flute/
i mean yea/
i look good n an Armani suit/
but dats "straight" 4 my girl/
and not (U)/
and why they letchu outta school/
homes, i don't know/
u prolly dropped outta pre K/
wit da hype u wrote/(lol)
a str8 mismatch/
steady talk~n like a champion/
OLD DUDE?!?/
who da fuck went and let Sandford in/ (sandford and son...lol)
camera men/
get a good shot of his wrinkles/
his grey patches/
are from back when "Family Matters"/
really mattered/


chopstix~lyrical misfit~and hell's pit/
.............................................
***WHAT DA HELL IS DIS***


This battle done so goodbye and fuck u
jus remember rap is "MY" house
don't get 2 comfortable

Hello lamont it me fred sanford
I'd surprise u want go away u starting to become a cancer
I was just picking dudes to destroy at ransom
I let u live because your mom thought I was handsome
Picking on u make me look like a high school bully
So I guess I will pound your face in to your brain look mushy
U just like my dick you attach to my genitals
So Im going to send you to detention, like a high school principle
Verse2 u barely past verse1 if I was your father u a disappointing son
I'm at work so like chris brown it time for me to run
You like kat william a comedy with a gun
In the end u still want pop none

i'm dat verse dat always comes wit da bars/
da kind u need a nigga 2 spot chu/
jus in~case u wanna discard it/
dear god our heaven~ly father/
i'm send~n u another 1/
but dis 1 is free on da charges/
he says dat he's a don/
but his dealings are sloppy and/
must b down wit da myspace mafia/ (lol)
u gon need a freight train/u plan on stop~n em/
y'all dig his grave/and i'll put da flowers on top of em/
he talk~n bout gunz and shit while he b type~n/
nigga it don't count if itz ya dads and itz licensed/
me and u we ain't da same/i'm way more decisive/
all it it takes is a car u seen "Remembering da Titans"/
den 4 u itz da special O~limp/
I make (D) go (O) (N) 4/
and (C) his girl get da "MACC" from a real pimp/
o yea and cmacc/
california called,said u're a reject/
and right now dey really want dey "C" back/ (lol)
cuz see black/
we not cut from da same cloth/
and ya lines might actually connect/
if half da letters weren't lost/ (lol)
i think u better find dem shits/
or when it come time 4 a winner/
u won't b da guy dats picked/
and u had some aiight lines/
but ya words fuck u up/
maybe find a ghost writer/
den come back and double up/
cuz wit dat kinda format/
u walked on like a door mat/
and as ya current doctor/
dats all i can prescribe 4~dat/
u crazy if u think~n u could beat me/
i'm De La Hoya wit dese uck~n hands/
dis is easy/
i do dis n my sleep/
and even n retirement/
i come out and beat da big man/
cuz i'm nice wit it/
u a fake/
a sham /
jus like phsyc wit it/
now defeat/
here nibble and take a bite of it/
watch da reff throw da towel n at da sight of dis/
cuz i'ma break ya neck wit dis pile~driver shit/

Damn this looks like a 2nd Grade school yard title bout
Bunch of shovin no punchin guys WHAT ARE YOU TALKIN ABOUT?!
Cmacc really has the weakest lines in this Forum
The nigga FAILS someone commited suicide FOR him
11237 is bout as serious as Gilligan
The Devil? please kid you're hardly a minion
Yall wont like this Requiem but I don't mind
And I can't knock D we don't have the waist line
He a light beer I'm moonshine, outshining ya foolish rhymes
I'm lightning when I'm provin mine but this aint game time
95% of ya lines are perjury crimes thats why I'm judgin all of you
You're all rookies don't get me flowin on Verse 2

AnonymousG
u ain't anonymous 2 me/
u dat dude hold~n da "will work 4 food" sign on 93/
i kinda see
a rhyme~n scheme/
but sub~conciously/
feel like dis is some sorta set up 4 a rival~ry/
Anon~you~missed/
and ain't noth~n G about u/
being honest u kinda bitch/
there's sumth~n secretary bout chu/
i'll out chu/
don't worry bout it/
dis free of charge/
jus wanted 2 pull u out da closet/
b4 u starved/
he was wishing 4 a cock~meat~sandwich/
2 dig his hands~in/
i'll redirect chu 2 epictheory/
sure y'all can man~wich/ (lol)
i'm not a hater/
i can see u're better den da average/
but u still got a while 4 u reach veteran status/
i'll leave u severed and and battered/
in da middle of da ring/
den give u da full elbow like Randy Savage/
so don't snap n2 my slim~jim/
itz too much 4 u 2 chew/
i shitted on Epictheory/
and u're da coaster 4 my mountain dew/
i'm not stupid/
i can see what ur about 2 do/
trynna use/
my 99 to ya 5/
2 heighten u/
2 catapault u higher/
like 50 did 2 ja rule/
guy tries 2 b cool/
by attacking his idol/
details at 11/
dis is da "I"~witness news/
don't try/
little dude/
jus focus on what's n panama/
living witcha grandma~mama/
upgrade n dese standard times/
cuz i
sadly 2 say can't do nothing 4 ya/
and there's only one "REAL" good thing up n florida/