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[Reply] #61
10-03-2007 12:01 PM
pAsSiOn 2 SuRrEnDeR
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ur the dimebag in the ground n u ay bin found //
im the moviecode king n i ay bin crowned //
i get people stoppin to listen to ma lyrical sound //
i get millions to surround //
im the champ n im here to take this thread //
i shake all rap stars off leave em fo dead //
wa are u in sum kinda crisis //
u got sum disease is it sirisis ? //
u ain shit here u as good as a average soul //
u get shot doun nobody kno u bin shipped into a hole //
kinda cautious on the old keyboard //
wa to put next on ma own accord //
ima kinda lettin off a bit cuz im gettin bored //
but i fink there sum kinda arrangement to be scored //
so heres ma verse i hope u dow like this //
so i can cum back crush this verse diss //
n leave u in a hurse of a terrible curse //
gett poppin like im a teenage cure

[Reply] #62
10-03-2007 02:23 PM
LIL MC MURDA
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NIGGA FUCK YOU UP LEAVE YOU ON LIFE SUPPORT/NIGGA IMA SUE YOU SEE YOU IN COURT/IM DA MC DAT WILL MURDA/ROUGE DAMN NIGGA NEVER HEARD OF YA/STEP UP AN BATTLE ME NIGGA/I’LL DISS YOU SO HARD LIKE I PULLED DA TRIGGA/OUT OF THE STREETZ TO GET DA GREEN/DON’T MEET MY NIGGAZ CUZ DEY MEAN/ROUGE MESS WIT ME YOU’LL BE DEAD/AT YOUR FUNERAL YOUR GIRL GIVING ME HEAD/NIGGA DAT SO SAD/BUT NIGGA IM SO GLAD/DAT IT ME AN NOT DAT NIGGA/SHIT IM KIND OF BUSINESS MAN YOU DON’T WANT TO FUCK WIT/SHIT WHEN IT COMES TO THIS SHIT IM WIT IT/NIGGAZ I KNOW MOTHERFUCKIN WICKED--WICKED/

[Reply] #63
10-03-2007 02:25 PM
LIL MC MURDA
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SPELLED HIS NAME WRONG ITS SOPOST TO BE ROGUE NOT ROUGE MY BAD

[Reply] #64
10-03-2007 05:00 PM
guests
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u nigas soft, if i go broke im popin off, make a move, ya hands get Shot-off/ i leave ya block knocked up and blocked-off/ murder scene left the nigga on site with his head chopped-off/ i set ya boys up, see yall nigas in court/ eye sight, cock and aim , my itchy finger spark the flame that blast that thang that smash ya brain and crash ya frame/u a semi, my gun a train/ i think i gotta bullet still loged in my head the way im insane/ u pop bubble gum / i pop Ya veins/wanna taste of me, i leave ya mouth num like cocaine, u pussy niggas sweet like suger cane/ stop the rappin and start the clappin/ dance to hip hop when i have ya playing hop scotch and turn ya shoes into some flip flops/

[Reply] #65
10-03-2007 11:00 PM
Rogue
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Li’l MC Murder, even I can spell your name better than you/
You a broke-ass motherfucker, you can’t rap, you know that it’s true/
Dissin' on me? I’m the one that never heard your name, take a step into school/
Your first battle will be your first loss, so prepare to lose/
This bitch is saying that he’s gonna murder me?/
Well I’ll murder this little so-called MC/
Pop you in the mouth til you ain’t got the energy left to speak/
Fuck with your head so much, I’ll leave you by yourself screaming “I’M WEAK!"/
I’m cold like you’ll be when they find your body froze in north Alaska/
Rooftop snipes take you out if you try and fuck with this rapper/
That’s it, fuck this shit, this fool is done/
I’m comin up quick, and if you front I reach for my gun/

[Reply] #66
10-04-2007 02:26 AM
Joined: 09-24-2007
Posts: 102
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3min
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these nukkas are so wack.

[Reply] #67
10-04-2007 12:23 PM
guess who
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3 minute ya time is finish/ my rhymes infitie/ ya lines diminsihed/ ya got bitch got hitted, pussy splited, ass fucked and on a niggas dick ,she shitted/ bustin straps u not wit it/ to pull that triga u must be timid/ im so close my gat i dont even gotta reach it/ i leave ya body cooked up but ya brain unfinished, so the pain u can feel it/ they gon put u on life support, fuck a clinic/ this shit u aint gon win it/ i filet u to the bone/ i murder u wit this shit / stick u 6 ft under, and if u in heaven ill still piss on ya grave stone

[Reply] #68
10-04-2007 03:47 PM
Ghost Of Mc Steven
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Yes!

Chorus: (DJ scratches)Aint nothing wrong//
with a little bit of ding dong//
Repeat chorus 2 times.

man your taliwhacker is small its embarrassin//
cuz my pecker is large in comparison//

I am afraid of the clowns in my attic//
sittin on the corner, smoking on some lysol//

Eating a chicken cake, dippin jakes//
with Chip and Drake//

I bet a smelly womans ass crack i am the virus//
Vampirus, gall-itis with miley cyrus//

I rape the rump, and toss it to arab and he’ll rape it up some more//
for shore//

Didn’t I warn you about Ferris Bueler?


Last I heard of a bitch was the last time u spoke//
put a target on ur vagina, get ready to feel a poke//!!!


Witness my resurrection October 31’st 2007

[Reply] #69
10-04-2007 10:46 PM
imm baaaaak
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ching ching / its a money thing/ wrist bling, i got shiney riims/ ya bitch use my dick as a microphone and she dont lip sync/ my bars so hot u couldnt break outta jail/ ya money to low, u cant demand bail/ shippin cocaine across oceans we call it fish scale/ damn what the hell rell/ this beat for rell/ i got bundles of gwap i need to stack/ like stack bundles i crack ya open wit that gat till ya fumble that crack/like joc, i did that damn thang , i blew out his damn brain/ i takin everythang, i want ya necklass and even ya damn change/ all i see niggas actin the same , niggas dont change/ i got it, you stop it/ open ya head like a doctor did/ cut off ya balls and tell u that u cant have no kids/ these dipset nigas got some sick beats/ but i got some sick heat/ i gotta 4.5 ,$650 dolla stap bullets the size of those cheeto snacks, nigga i tell u to snack ON THAT/ this niggas a studio gangsta , he think he good so now he wanna go into the industry and rap, sorry dude its not that easy, plus u sound like crap/ i speak the truth on u lames/ go hate cuz all ya shit sounds the same/ i need should be in the hall of fame the way i spit , no games/ rounds burnin like hotsause in ya frame like it was mixed wit salt and alcohol from the grain/ i shot the niga in the ribs while the opera was sang/ when u see that hitman u betta dip man/ barrel long like the beak of a tucan/ ya body get hauled off , dumped in the ship man, u smell like shit damn/

[Reply] #70
10-04-2007 11:40 PM
Joined: 09-07-2005
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Weird____Guy
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Honestly, what the fuck is wrong with you bitches...

Rippin' shit straight from the stations doesn’t make your shit good//
“I’ll rip some shit from 50 cent, I just might sound hood”//
What you got a passion for, rippin or rappin?//
Ever rip again, and I’ll give your ass a good clappin//
That goes for all of you, 'cept Rouge and 3min//
Unlike yall, they don’t pretend they reprentin'//
None of you seen a 9 in your life, let alone touched one//
None of you seen a hoe in your life, let alone fucked one//
The only drugs you seen is in them educational anti-drug shows//
Reply back to me when you get around to lookin up the meaning of flow//

[Reply] #71
10-05-2007 03:06 AM
Rogue
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Ayo i remixed some shit
http://www.jamglue.com/mixes/670409-West-Coast-Classic-

[Reply] #72
10-05-2007 09:15 AM
LIL MC MURDA
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ROGUE THINK WHAT YOU SAY GOIN STOP ME/HELL NO IN MY HOOD IM DA TOP G/DIS NIGGA SINKIN IM THINKIN WHOS BETTA ME NIGGA/YOU SAY MY TIME IS UP/NO ITS NOT NIGGA I’VE BEEN ON DIS SITE BEFORE SO IM GOOD/NIGGA IMA GRAB MY GUN/SO YOUR MONKEY ASS BETTA RUN/WHEN IT COMES TO THE RAP SHIT IMA VETERAN

[Reply] #73
10-05-2007 01:21 PM
faker
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biter 3 min aaha

[Reply] #74
10-05-2007 01:48 PM
cakeman
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look at these niggas with childish raps/ the semis lay u flat, and u gonna have a flat line where ya heart beat at/ go and hate, discriminate, cuz u know u wack/ ima diss u all and i aint lookin for feedback cuz ya style is an act/ i spit real shit/ ya tryin to get ya mind right but ya head aint intact from where ya body at/, i judge myself i dont need u to tell me how to rap/ shotty to ya bak, click clak, cha ching where the money at/ im on some big boi shit like outkast/ u niggas thinkin to small like lets go call a ho so she can sit on my lap/ i thinkin big; cars, fuckin porn stars and ownin my own strip bar/ so lets get back, fuck the chit chat/ i spit acid watch ya face detach/ fuck rap i wrap u up in a garbage bag and send ya ass to get dumped on the stars, now they really aint gonna find out who spat them shitty bars/ u virgin niggas innocent , the only crime ya commited was probbly fordgein shit/ u boring bitch, ya bitch breath stank like some morning shit/ tell that ho dont kiss my lips but she can suck my dick and ill go wash that shit

[Reply] #75
10-05-2007 09:55 PM
Joined: 09-07-2005
Posts: 2,970
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Weird____Guy
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cakeman wrote: look at these niggas with childish raps/ the semis lay u flat, and u gonna have a flat line where ya heart beat at/ go and hate, discriminate, cuz u know u wack/ ima diss u all and i aint lookin for feedback cuz ya style is an act/ i spit real shit/ ya tryin to get ya mind right but ya head aint intact from where ya body at/, i judge myself i dont need u to tell me how to rap/ shotty to ya bak, click clak, cha ching where the money at/ im on some big boi shit like outkast/ u niggas thinkin to small like lets go call a ho so she can sit on my lap/ i thinkin big; cars, fuckin porn stars and ownin my own strip bar/ so lets get back, fuck the chit chat/ i spit acid watch ya face detach/ fuck rap i wrap u up in a garbage bag and send ya ass to get dumped on the stars, now they really aint gonna find out who spat them shitty bars/ u virgin niggas innocent , the only crime ya commited was probbly fordgein shit/ u boring bitch, ya bitch breath stank like some morning shit/ tell that ho dont kiss my lips but she can suck my dick and ill go wash that shit




you was good at the start but then you started spitting bullshit/
How you callin out othas when you talkin the same shit/
hypocritical pussies don’t get any recognition/
Cryin' for attention; for gods sake stop bitchin/
If you want someone to listen, go see a fuckin' shrink/
already too many fakes who use this place as a time sink/
If you bored why don’t you go back to doin' your homework/
childhood is short, soon your ass be put to real work/

[Reply] #76
10-05-2007 10:41 PM
Yung Tex
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GUESS WHO SHOT YA!!
IM BACK IN YOUR ASS!!
HOUSTON TEXAS!!
STEVEN COMES BACK HALLOWEEN!!
CA-CA-CA!!

Awwwwready!!

Hummers And Trucks Bummers That Fuck Lummer And Duck//
Oh I Must Have Forgot...
Its That Yung Boy Up Out Dat Houston Tex Diamonds And Gold Up On Are Necks//
I Like Spam And Ham You Like Yam And Jam//
Dum Dum Dittaly Aznskillz Go Back To Italy//
oops I Mean China Because That Where Your From Michael Jordan Is Just Dumb//
I Get Money Money I Got Im Hot If You Want Know How Much Deez Diamonds In My Grill Cost Well Take A Wild Guess...ALOT!!//
Damn Im Fresh Like Bread I Like Head Like I Said Your Fucking Face Is Red Motherplucker//
Dork Pork Jork Aork Oork Mork Stork Lork Nork Eork Bork// AWWWWWWWWWREADY!!!

FREESTYLE RAP SUPER KANGS LIVE ON MANE!!

[Reply] #77
10-05-2007 10:54 PM
Ghost Of Mc Steven
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Yizzy. Turn my beat up in the headphones now! What? There is no beat playing?

alright. I apologize for rudely assuming so.

Check 1, 2


I take hair brushes for hostage
Mosh Pit
with angelina jolie and rosa parks
throw the sparks eating at a soldiers heart

I am the titty bar commander, feed me star fish
guitar picks with hard dicks is getting me nausious

Venomous Booger captain...rappin...what happened?

Rape u with an electric fence, so respect the chimps//
the message in and i have the message sent//

drinking an oddly concocted mixture//
consists of belly button lent, arm pit hair and period blood from my sister//

I Cant remember what i did on May 14th 2004?

I’m out the car with a chicken from mars//
drop the bars and cop the stars like guap-i-tar//

Yessmam!!!!!!!

My ressurrection= Halloween

[Reply] #78
10-06-2007 12:11 AM
cakeman
Guest

see what i mean my raps speak for itself

[Reply] #79
10-06-2007 12:14 AM
Joined: 05-28-2007
Posts: 2,357
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Statuz
UBER 1337 Poster
Rep: 22

I’m mcs greatest FEAR/I’m like a Disease but there is no CURE/
Ima a BBOY/I fight like BRUCE LEE BOY/So you don’t really want
it with me BOY/I come and spit and all I do is DESTROY/I got a
AURA/Slash you up like DABURA/We come with Sprayed Shirts and
Sprayed HATS/Im hard like a metal Baseball BAT/I step up with
real MIGHT/Not feelin like wanting to FIGHT/Just chillin no
need for KILLIN/I don’t really care if you been to JAIL/I
Laugh when your homies don’t come to BAIL/Theres nothin cool
about being in Jail knowing you FAIL/I don’t care if you from
the NORTH OR SOUTH/The EAST OR THE WEST/I drop hot VERSES/and
leave cats in HERSES/

[Reply] #80
10-06-2007 01:29 AM
gwho
Guest

just stop it, eat noodles

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