FUCK FRANK WHITE

call urself frank white?
ima slap this dyke
frank black and blue getin killed day n night
frank 187 i carry out a drive by on push bike
startin on mufuckas i was waitin 4 my invite
to set a 10 yr old kid alight
ur scared to state where u live n age
sayin shit like u carry a 12 guage
repost on this page
i cud beat u for an age
this is just bait so reply dont choke or cough
u aint got sumit personal? well fuck off!!!

get em forty!!! lol

U SURE YOU WANT IT FORTY HERE YOU GO FUCKFACE

I'm sick
I need chicken soup
I'm a hawks nest you a pigeon coupe
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
I shoot semi's at ya recruits
Let the tech rain on ya best trained troops
You a fruit
I'm a turn u to a vegtable
Blow out ya guts
I'm nuts like testicles
Armor piercin' shells homie I blow ya vest in two
I'm impeccable
Incredible
My defense is impregnable
Me and my pistol are inseperable
I'm a cannibal
you look edible
I rip ya heart out
And eat it while its still beatin
And while ur still alive
I'm suprised you still speakin
I keep my word
I'm connected I got pull
Guns I keep full
You softer then sheep wool
Fairy like tinkerbell
I'm hotter then the water that they drink in hell
Still my hearts colder than sub zero
Mortal combat
I got a longat in the top draw a my bureau
Machine gun funk
A-R in the trunk
Hit you in the chest
Make ya body catch air like a Vince Carter dunk
I'm a battleship get ya boat sunk
I pop pills and get drunk
Smoke skunk weed
Snort coke cut wit speed
Greed flows thru my bloodstream
I want it all
They money the cars the clothes
I got a wife in my life I don't want no ho's
I want a see a few people corpsed
I want respect and I'll take it by force
Stuff a shotgun down ya throat on ya front porch
Checkmate
my rook takes ya horse
I'm giant on the block u a dwarf
No remorse in this life I chose
Casket and case closed
On to the next one
On to the next gun
I bring bedlum
Frank white
muthafucka this is red rum

Lol that was the most fuck up battle shit i ever heard. Up the personals frankdyke781

The shit you flap cud be said to any mufucka

I got superhero powers,

I'll leave frank devoured

Frankly speakin your a coward

Up your personals to 1 every hour

My bars rain down on frank like nuclear showers

Oh Yea mufucka i want ya best believe me

Bitch, a vegetarian wud bring more beef

Bitch, an eskimo packs more heat
Keep pumpin your water pistol and playin in the street

Erymufucka readin this "frank white is a geek"

I hear more baaaaaad words from a sheep

Nigga i'll leave you pushin daysies

I wudnt let you beat me if a nigga paid me

Sayin bout ya guns dont phase me

Bitch, amaze me and say sumit that might degrade me

Else quit ya lip flappin, "shit happens" style, rap slavery

Majority of your lip flappin bullshit was about yourself!

Haha

Fagit mufucka

I'm the wolfman a rap
Rampage Jackson
You must have a fatal attraction
Forty ...I could expose you but I won't mention it
I got you on deathrow
I spit death sentences
You a love seat I'm the electric chair
You probly watched Titanic and shed a tear
I got a open case rite now...I'm facin seven years
I talk wit ghosts and whisper in the devils ear
You so soft you can't keep an erection
You a I.v. bag I'm the lethal injection
I tear ya head off
My tounges like the guillotine
My flows sharp
I pack a shotgun and a sub machine
I got silencers and guns wit beams
Infrared to ya head
Slugs sink in ya waves like a submarine
You don't run the streets you stay in ya home
I stay wit the chrome
Don't play wit me holmes
I give u the razor's edge like Razor Ramon
Imma tyrant hot headed and violent
Big gun that a flip Andre the Giant
50 cal eagle leave a banshee silent
You a softie
im a legend on the boards call me Charles Barkley
Imma redbull your decaffienated coffee
You sweet like toffee
I spray you wit mace so u could not see
Then you get shot 3 times
Wit a mini shotty
have you thinkin you on fire like Ricky Bobby
I'm usually recordin a rhyme
But I could rip you apart for a portion a time
Dude stop wit the stories and lies
You ain't got no fortys or nines
I take a saws all to the cord in ya spine
I'm from the hood so fuck what you say
You a wangsta that lives in the UK
I hope you pray
Cause you gone need Jesus and his angels
To save you from gettin mangled
You fell in the boobie trap now ya all tangled
I put the snub to ya temple and bang you
Hang you wit an extension cord
Drag ya girl from the back a my Ford
I'll Make you take a knee and fall on ya own sword
I be in the steet all night duckin d's
While you sittin in England sippin a cup a tea
You can't fuck wit me
I'm out bird huntin and you look like a duck to me
I drink gasoline .....spit fire balls
So hot they could melt thru an iron wall
You a bic lighter
Imma flame thrower
U a garden snake imma king cobra
I squeeze the trigger like a Boa Constricter
Close range to make sure every shot hits ya
You a aftershock I'm off the richtor
I will earthquake ya residence
10 pipebombs turn ya house into sediments
Bullet proof this
bullet proof that
I got guns that go thru bullet proof glass
Blow you in half lay you out flat
Have the cops wonderin.."how'd a bullet do that"
Fuck makin ya tooth crack
I'll Murder you show you what the burna do
Convertible ya top...push ya roof back
Stop sayin you bust guns you sound lame
We all know you wouldn't even clap at a ball game
I'm used to playin chess
C'mon forty you a board game
You candyland
I'm raps Candyman
Bullets swarms like bees when them hammers blam
I squeeze on you till the hammer jams
Leave ya dead body surrounded by cops paramedics and news camera vans
You a house cat imma cougar
I stay wit that p-90 ruger
I'm the hardest
You softer than the sand in Aruba
You a...small private plane
I'm the bermuda triangle
I make you dissapear in thin air
Box cutter to ya face make ya skin tear
Yeah
You need to to step up ya tempo
My 45 got more kick then Kenpo
You an amatuer boxer
I'm Fedor Emelianenko
You about to get submitted
Two slugs thru ya fitted
Black ribbon on ya casket
Go to hell bastard
Your style is simple
I pistol whip you untill ya forehead got dimples
You get popped quick like pimples on prom night
I drop bombs right
Decimate targets
Hit you were ya heart is
Turn you to a carcuss
Now you vulture food
Fuck wit me I fuck wit you
Grab you smack you then laugh too
Jab you stab you then show you what that gat do
I am that rude
You so pussy that u probly eat catfood
You broke muthafucka I be gettin cake
Shotgun turn you meatheads into shredded steak
My pride is somethin you could never take
I keep it 100 my word is somethin that I never break
Imma slaughter you and that's my word
I make u bitch niggas bite the curb
Stomp ya brains out
Or I pull that thang out
Let it rang out
Leave ya chest leakin like ya roof when it rains out
Cuzz you live poverty stricken
You a fruit that's ripe for the pickin'
I stick and move like Sugar Ray Lenard
3 fifty 7 get ya head severed
Ya raps are wack but you write sweet letters
My flows psycho like Heath Ledger
I let the tech blow thru ya cheap leather
Imma northface coat you a cheap sweater
I'm a be-header
U fuck wit me I got 3 letters
D.o.a. dead on arrival
I run up behind you
Dump 10 in ya spinal
I ball harder then the NBA finals
March madness
I get savage
You a cabbage patch kid
I'm a chucky doll
I let them ratchets off
I will bounce you off the wall like a basket ball
I'm a croc dundee dagger
You a butter knife
Fuck ya life
I stab ya ass in the chest hard twice
Gun like Joker in Darknight
Leave you screamin bleedin like a sharkbight
I am the streets..you just a street light
You don't wanna street fight
I'll break ya frame chief
Slam you on ya neck harder than Zangief
Imma boss like M.Bison
Your Peter McKneely I'm a young Mike Tyson
Its enticin' when I picture you alone
I picture creepin in ya home
I slipped thru the gate
I hold a Trashbag over ya face till u asphixiate
Gunbutt u multiple times wit the nickel plate
Break ya face quicker then a glass dinner plate
Haha
Forties and nines
U must be coked out
Keep snortin them lines
I shoot tequila no lime
No time to waste
I got a taste for blood
Snub nose to ya face
Leave ya skull fragments on the rug
You on drugs thinkin you can compete wit me
Give it up..go watch a soccer game and drink ya tea
Biaaaaaatch.....
I stay warrin'
I knock dudes out quicker than Shane Corwin
My killer bees are swarmin
This is just a warnin'
Respond and I'm a come at u like Jaws from James Bond
U fuckin dirty european
That's what I forgot to say
Know I'm leavin
Pussy

For real nigga you got me on this one. Tha 1st was wack but ya 2nd verse was fuckin sick

Real recognizes real...u had me wit the lack of personals..i was on that jack daniels that night...u got skillz tho bro..much respect...and my girlfriend is from the UK so dont take it personal...I love England....lol.......u cool wit this Deathstar homo?

the day i take any of this rap battlin shit personal will be the day i delete my account. Yea nigga he's cool but i aint here to post messages arguein ya get me. I just spit now and again and see what i can come up wit

I did come up wit i good opener and a few good punchlines but cudnt link them together. My opener was gonna be...

Ima murda this prick from massachusettes,
Tha way he talks ya wud think he must chew shits

forty thats disappointing duke you know this faggot got personal with you many times and dissed you its in the threads forty and responding to a post is far from taking it personal if i were taking any of this personal i would have already bin in boston i ain't broke money il bring death to any1's door step its not like that ya'll don't get it twisted i'm here to rap and imma go hard peace

MAN UR NAME IS FORTIES AND NINES
YOU SUPPOSE TO BLOW THE BRAINS OUT NIGGAS MINDS
THIS AIN'T THE PLACE TO BE HUMBLE AND KIND
BUT IF YOU WANNA GIVE UP AND GIVE PROPS TO A BITCH ITS FINE
BUT BACKIN DOWN IS NOT APART OF MY DESIGN
U THINKIN FRANKS A THUG WHILE HE PROLLY FIGHTS CRIME
DON'T TELL HIM WHAT YA DID HE'LL PROLLY DROP THE DIME


NOW YOU TELL THAT BITCH TO RAP LIKE THAT ABOUT EXACTLY WHAT GOIN ON IN THE PRESENT

KEEP MY NAME OUTA YOUR MOUTH ELSE I'LL SPARK LIKE LIGHTENIN,

I KNOW WEN IM BEAT BUT I'LL COME BACK FIGHTIN

YOU TAKE THIS TO SERIOUS, YOUR DELIRIOUS IN YOUR WRITIN

EVERY POST IS JUST BULLSHIT TALK TRY BATTLE RAP WRITIN

OVER 2 HUNIT POSTS ONLY 10 WORTH READIN

FACE IT YOU REPLY TO BATTLES WIT A DISS AINT NO SPIT IN YOU REMAININ

SHAME TO ADMIT IT BUT YOU'VE BEEN HAD BY FRANK MORNIN DAY AND EVENIN

I CONCEDED A LOSS COZ REAL RECOGNISES REAL

YOU SHUD KEEP YOUR RESPECT AND ADMIT YOU AINT EVEN ON FRANKS HEELS

now forty sorry it had to come to this
but fa real dog you just ridin dick like a bitch
if you was real you would have recognized
go back to the 2 on 2 forums study and revise
then tell me who truthfully terrorized
remember when you begged me to rap at your side
cause zomby and ufo wanted to have you hog tied
think back that was when you had little pride
I thought you were a soldier now u just wanna give up and hide
franks white meat about to be charred and fried
I was gonna destroy you but you got ur white flag up in time

my flow is thugtastic
my type of instincts is what make nat geo graphic
while you sucking dick getting your ass stretched like elastic
bitch ass hater admit it my flow is fantastic
ya'll think its personal but I haven't begin to get drastic
and when i gave you props I was being sarcastic
now you wanna diss when u were begging for my help u was enthusiastic
if we weren't partners the shit you wrote I would have trashed it
I shoulda known you was one of those weak bastards
mad cause i gat this battle rap mastered

no more collabos i ain lookin fa friends
who dick you suckin today forty? I guess it depends
if you wanna be gay they go head follow frank's trend

remember i'm death so victory is sure
before you dissed me you should have detoured
hitting corners with the gas floored

any beef niggas I will never decline
let me reiterate and remind
don't get lippy with me i'm ready but I ain't about to die
thought you were a thug like me strapped and high
but it turns out u just a pussy runnin from frank with ur forties and nines

fuckin pussy, does it sound like i'm done, you lil bitch askin for help then dissin now cause you str8, ur like one of those stripper bitches dude, i shoulda known you was like this i would have never agreed to work with no punk bitch like you

Nigga i dint ask for help fuck face,

I felt sorry for an old man turnin to a disgrace,

Get ya walkin stick Nigga cant hack the pace,

Cant even reach down to tie a shoe lace,

On some real shit im sorry you've become a joke,

Feelin the need to diss eryones post

Seems like ya wanna hard life and ya hate yaself tha most

I aint gonna rap shit bout how i'll beat up a dude wit grey hair

And how he's so old gotta ride in a wheel chair

And i wont mention ya 300 posts and how nobody rele cares

And that ya scared if ya dont interrupt people will forget that this scared bitch even here still sittin in a rocking chair!

i say forty took the w right there...deathstar i will break ya jaw...come to boston u fuckin beach bum...the police a find u decomposin in the trunk of a stolen car...bitch nigga...talkin bout you would come see me over some battkin shit...u mad that i held a funeral for u then burried you...i will blow ya fuckin brains out cocksucker...38 strong allday..i let the bulldog bite ya head off for real...twinkle star...lol...bring death to peoples door....u wouldnt even get past my pitbulls fagot...u soft...go build a sand castle gramps...at least forty is a man and can admit when he loses..u still aint responded in the call out forum...whats wrong duke...chokin...lol..u shortwinded bum..u cant rap a leaf around a dutch let alone spit a hot verse....go put on ya bengay grampy...fuckin fagot...

he said you cant even bend down to tie ya shoe lace..lol...he rashed u wit the wheelchair shit too..im still laughin...the shoelace line was hot but we all know u rock nothin but open toe sandals u tranny..and if u do were shoes they probly them ones u get from the doctor wit velcrow straps..lol...grandpa bahamas...twinkle star...lmfao..lol...u a bitch twinkle u really are a coward

come to the new site we moved along time ago

http://lyricalthreatz.com/forums/index.php

who says their style is thugtastic...what r u rev run..twinkle u r a shame to the hip hop community....gramps..lololololololololol=)

sorry I'm not feeling verses, both need to wr on flows, creative, & complexity.