Yo, Yall aint even worth the brown I'm shittin/ Hatin ni66as, I cant stop it's like im on a mission/ I'm spittin timed rhymes with the crown envisioned/ Destroyin all these lames until they listed decommissioned/ Im goin deeper than a porno dick that gets up in em/ Shootin white shit in their eyes im fuckin up their vision/ Goin hard as fuck like a head on collision/ Fuck around with TMS, bitch and you'll turn up missin'/ I be dishin, splittin heads, yall just askin for more/ You gotta work for it bitch I'm the pimp and you the whore/ So hit the corner, while im feastin, pickin on the gore/ Deceased human meat, leave em starvin, sick, askin for more
make it take it quit trying to fake it your illegitimate in other words fraudulent you been a bitch with your homo boy tempo steadly giving him the d and performing oral on ya knees no use copping a plea we all know your guilty you get herbed on this session ignoring the lessons this is how a true head kicks blessings.
after two posts charles bronson doesnt want none/ he out drinkin with Tempo they givin eachother shotguns/ you should be banned from this thread, Lakim your the mod take him off son/ and yo, Lakim Shabazz if you've made cdr's take em to the trash/ you get wasted on hash and you make make it take it take it in the ass/ he's a good catcher, takes it from teh king gives a new meaning to being on the "A" -Team/ you all try so hard at this, im just time wasting/ I'm no evangelist and cannabis is my favorite addiction/ The only thing tight about any of you is your mma shirts by affliction/
Cover your ears, don't hear parisiticruffian spit He's a queer with salt-n-pepper hair like Patrick Duffy and shit Tryin' to make it sound easy like he can do this in his sleep But his rhymes are like a WIC purchase: fucking cheap! I'm John Nash in this bitch, and you're a stupid fuck The only thing parasitic about you is that you suck A Ruffian? Really? You're probably from Branson Missouri A gang war out there is like Hanson Vs. Laverne and Shirley
herbs like you coming out the woodwork get hurt merked buried with dirt and of course i show no remorse what for you come dime a dozen thinking your names buzzin cause you tagged a few walls and crushed bathroom stalls yoo im catching MAD LAWLS at that your whole gimmick is crap jumpin on bandwagon of graff and rap kids thinking you collect mad stacks put that to rest YOU'LL NEVER BE THE BEST not even close enough to be the worst thats why i gotta smash you with this bullshit ass verse.
Well, I'll give you one thing: that WAS a bullshit ass verse Make a party of deaf people begin to disperse Saying "Nlakim Shambanz ins a wank emcee!" "Dant ungly mufunga manke me wish i ncoulnd't see!!" For real though...what happened? Did you forget you were rappin' ...Shoved your keyboard up your ass and just started crappin'? Cuz that's all I see: S.H.I.T. You should get a verbal enema if you wanna test me.
MC something bitch ill have you running down the street as my glock goes gunning im ice cold nikka's call me cool runnings only in your dreams can you get a girl cumming what stay of the masterbation ill eat your ass you can call it mastication bitch im on vacation can you see me? i spread my propaganda from sea to sea
Jester the clown thats kinda redundant your verse was even worse than mc somethins and really faggotry is all you spread from sea to sea i hate to think about what u want to do to me so on this one i think i'll pass YOU TOLD MC SOMETHING YOU WOULD EAT HIS ASS! YOU GAY CLOWN GO TO ANOTHER SITE IF YOU WANT TO PARADE AROUND!
(your not the first to say its redundant. do you think i should change it cuze when i tag i just write jester. i dont like number in my name though like my frind zer0_g14) im a gay ass clown? all right what evah but the more you hate me the more i get bettah parasitic ruffian your lookin a bit under the weather your verse hit me like air on a feather it just makes me fly all the way to the sky perched like a bird sittin high my vesres go by by what you dont know is i try and try better than those who try to hide people dont know that they really lied bout who they were where they came from but to you and my haters i will give some fuck your rap and screw your rhymes im goin ham just one more time this shit will have you blown away like a damn windchime my beats go so well togther like 7 up with lemon and lime now you should stop talking try to act a mime ill eat you other rappers becuase i like to eat. i like to dine.
takin out this jester the clown is easy like sunday morning/ rhyming words like high and try multiple times man, that shit is fuckin boring/ you should stick to being a mime cause mimes dont talk/ i bet you are good at the motion of one suckin a cock/ i mean i dont wanna piss off a dude with an original name like jester/ peice of advice put down the cans ,grow a stache, get a van take up being a molestor/ you are already around kids enough with your day job as a clown/ just dont get caught handin out candy with your pants half down/ so you like to dine? shit i bet your sloppy ass is over fuckin weight/ your homie went in your bag to grab a can came out with a handfull of half eaten cake/ cause you sure as fuck aint eatin no rappers on a track/ mother fuckers school you wrap up the mic and send it right back/ although you do amuse me, you make an excellent clown/ just for christ sakes back up from the computer and put the keyboard down/ you got seven posts and with the name you aint helpin your case/ before someone else comes on here and throws your words back in your face/ also 7 up is made with lemon and lime that shit aint a fucking mixer/ you should have thought that one out better before you hit the reply button and pulled that trigger/
this ***** right here is a fake and his family their all snitches he is useless as a faggot in one room with eight bitches he's acting hard playing the game real smart but the truth is im smarting then you, your a retard you better grab your shit and get the fuck off this site your a rapist child molester waiting for some kid to bite your using coke every night sucking on a crack pipe your getting shot down, soon as i touch down better shut the fuck up you piece of shit or else you will drown
see you got the situation all wrong i dont do drugs and i dont smoke crack/ i hack assholes like you up and wrap the bodies in burlap sacks/ how you gonna talk about my family being snitches/ i dont even see how you could have been born seeing your family is all bitches/ you sound like maybe mommy never loved you enough/ so dont come on the internet to try to act like your tough/ you sound like the one that has some kinda sexual issue/ not my fault you cry to a shrink about your mental issues.. here take a tissue/ i think the weed got the better of you in your last post there mr chronic/ watch whos family you talk about before your face gets seperated like plate tectonics/ is that word too big for your brain? here take this hooked on hooked on phonics/ i got you the version for people that havent passed the first grade/ if you talked in real life i swear you would resemble the dude from slingblade/ you rhymed down with down/ shit you might be as bad as your lame ass counterpart that asshole jester the clown/ you can never be smarter than me/ your about as smart as a bitch sleepin with magic jhonson knowin the dude got hiv/ get outta here
awww look its that coward he must have been typin that for hours/ fuckin dummy you haven't heard the last from me/ If there's one thing you should do it's find another site to pollute/ If you don't do drugs then whats your excuse?/ Here let me give you a clue haiku format, study that/ And don't come back until you can stop making this forum wak/ thats your issue go the fuck away and take your little buddy chronic1337 with you/ I've hardly begun to diss you/ Buy some rope, even your family wont miss you/ no need for the tissue not a tear shed/ If I saw you dead I would still kick you and spit you a battle verse/ That's the type of funeral you deserve/ Your death puts the FUN in funeral ya heard?/ Out of all your posts there's not an intelligent bar/ You ain't hard, your shits a bore and your too stupid to be nerdcore/ Your no M.C. though you do front a lot/
herbs like you get caught in my war path when i drop math treat you like veal keep you in the dark and fatten you up toys like you make a nice meal you know the deal when i rock it i start to spark it and kick fresh shit like a farmers market no point in dodging it cause i know its going to connect and hit your hemoglobin leaving it pouring knocking pin heads like you over like bowling you ain't showing us no skill no substance like rapping about money bills.
you dropped out of math you cant count, your rhyming has bad timing shut ya damn mouth/ Like that other dude you eat toys so I know you aint eatin well I destroy all you decoys you need to just speak in braille/ Put the computer down toy, you only kick fresh shit like a cowboy/ one thousand two hundred and thirty nine posts, black dude come out side look white as a ghost/ the white in your nose that has you thinkin ya writin is dope/ wash out your dread locks i'll buy you some soap/
suicide is for pussies you wont find me hangin from the end of a rope/ im cold blooded homie, catch me in the summer wearin a coat/ half ass posts on this thread aint gonna keep you a float/ ill come on here and sink your sorry ass like the titanic boat/ im not a cowboy but i wear the shit kickers/ the only shit i seen from you is your graff you put up on flicker/ there isnt a point to come on to argue and bicker/ youre just mad that every flick you see posted compared to yours is a hundred times sicker/ you dumbass you cant speak in braille that shit is required for reading/ do yourself a favor cut off that thing you call a dick to keep stupidity from breeding/ talk about killing me? i highly doubt you got the heart/ how am i gonna be scared of a dude that probally pushes grocery carts?/ the only people i seen doin that have some type of mental handicap/ i doubt you would be smart enough to even load the bullets into your strap/ talk about dirty people and buyin em soap/ the only soap you use is attached to the end of a rope/ which im pretty sure you had that part removed from yours/ first one in line to sign up for prison shower tours/
I push carts kid I bring home the eggs and bacon/ you sit at home and wait for your mom to make em/ except for when you spendn the night at Lakims/
that little gif was actually pretty funny/ but im about to make you my servant, hey, i like my eggs hard boiled the opposite of runny/ i dont spend the night at other dudes places so you must be mistaken/ im a heterosexual male, your dressed up in womens clothes why the fuck you fakin?/ i spit the tough shit that burns like hot grease in your eyes/ keep talkin greasy ill spin ya ass around like a carnival ride/
charles bronson way too time on his hands such a pussy only rappin after emptyin beer cans he's got the main ingredient the wack shit demands gotta break it down retarded so this bitch understands im a product of the dope and write raps you can't quote slang the raw for a minute then it's gone like smoke, act like you know. Perhaps hetero, but not intellectual. Go fuck wit R&B if you wanna stress sexual.
I'm going to drop the guns and "ceasefire", better yet, I'm gonna choke you out with "barbed wire"//You are "garbed" in fake "attire". You ain't from the "Streets homie" I "defeat" *****s "above me"//Which you obviously "are" I'm gonna "smash" you up like a "compact car" and "lash" out from "afar"//You don't want to watch me "explode", I break all the "penal codes" I'm gonna "unload" my "nine milla"//I'm the "thrilla in manilla" so you betta watch your "back son" I'll "attack" with a "gas gun"//The only thing you "know" is "defeat" my "flow" is like reinforced "concrete", I'll bring the "heat" and watch you "cry outloud", no "retrys allowed" so you betta get to thinking "real quick" stop trying to "feel dick"