Oiiii...dont post pics of it on PA u crazy.....????? what if there are gonna be lurkers man im scared now
copy n paste...i aint got anymore time to waste.. the challenge is no more...u aint keepin to the core.. until u redeem yaself and come with ya own rhymes..this is just gona pass the times... i expected more from ya..shit sucka..aint this a mutah fucka...
hahaha yo I thought I killed this bitch already.. Guess Im finna do it again.. I come through stuntin', big bass bumpin' spray the semi that'll have ya ass jumpin' Was that shit Malay or Canton? ya boy spit that original straight outta GUANGZHOU!! Bitch waddaya know.. the one wit the sick flow.. this about over? nah bitch, not even close just call me Blade cause I'm about to murder this undead hoe.. have you disappear quicker than Michael Jacksons nose.. do you even think before you speak? Everyone's sayin' 'Chur' cause your rhymes is weak ya ain't ready when I'm bout to switch up the flow Killed ya in Canton, now you can suck on my "huevos" leave ya mouth sticky, you would think it's filled with "quesos" I'm worth bout buck fiddy, you worth about one "pesos.." Damn right, I call it the Loch Ness.. cause when I lock load, reload, unload i send them hollows to yo chest you'll be runnin' for your life, when you try to escape death yall bitches rhymes like checkers, while my shits straight chess. ain't bout to play friendly no more I'm about to wage war clap atcha lame whores you'll be beggin' on all fours I hit hard n spit hard.. Bitches time be up, bout to body these broads.. the weaker yall get, the harder I spit I'm finna bury you and your dog Cortez, like Michael Vick this shit ain't walk in the park if you catch my drift I'll have you dumped in the park, while you struggle to live I spit straight crack over throwin' yall bitches raps more dangerous than the House of Trap the nicest on PA, thas just a fact Still reppin' '05, I'mma take this shit back.. Look lil nigga wait chur turn.. this grown folks business ain't none of your concern.. I'm bout to set it off, show you whas drama I'll clap atcha kid and youre baby momma.. matter of fact, I'll murk ya who'll fam.. so don't talk to me without raisin' your hand Be a good lil boy and do as you told you ain't up to my level, better stick with battlin' the rest of these hoes.. lay ass to rest fo sho', I can kill you with hands tied to my back and my eyes closed. fuk you sittin' on 22s, nigga I'm sittin' on 28s I got lotta hoes in the back, along with your intended date.. guess it's up to me set you straight.. you just got chopped into piece, now I'm bout to use you as fish bait. don't even think now T.I.'s gonna help ain't got the tight flows, so stop lyin' to ya self... cause fukin' wit ECKO is bad for ya health.. beat cha like a bastard child, when I take off my belt.
Don't think I forgot about you boo... Bodied the rest of these bitches, so you can get it too.. or maybe three or four.. I already had you open like a convenient store Look at this bitch talkin' about sendin' dudes to the grave.. but ain't you the same bitch who just crawled out the 'cave' Angie stop talkin' bout cocks, somethin' you ain't gettin' cause we all know why you get drunk, so you can go out clubbin'.. so ya got through with bitch, itch, ass, class, hoes n tits.. what else could Angie possibly come wit.. this ain't just about spits, but a battle of wits.. however I do feel kinda bad, when you lookin' like you should be on "Make a Wish" if this was freestyle for the Special Olympics, you'd be on top of the list.. n the only kinda action you get, is from the radio hits.. hoping David Banner would be there when you saying "Go'n play wit it, Go', play wit it" So after you get murked n bodied, where would you like to be buried? maybe ya back yard, which would be lovely cause I think they full at the pet cemetery.. by now you should be gettin' worried, already have this shit poppin' all crazy Got that saw'd off shotty aimin' straight for Ms. Angie..
Ur motherfuckin bomb sure does stink when was the last time u farted? Ur hydrogen sulfide's prolly why PA's so deserted MissAngieChicks u think ur gonna win? it ain't as easy as bookin ur path to heaven coz the only time ur EVER hot was when the stock market dropped after 9-11 Y'day I was exhausted from doin ur shit opps i mean spits reading my eyes skimmed ur shitspitting as always full of babbling U were sure esctatic thinkin i was gone... but i am back like Freddy Krueger I'm ur nightmare I'm da Hellspawn... don't think u can chase me off with a feather duster! I come fresh like my breath after i brushed... wack Cheeks like that squash soda get crushed Ain't like ur lines so stale... ur comebacks ALWAYS fail Claimin u've got style ... ur attempts are futile... ur brain's sterile Ur so hung up with me shit u've even visited my profile Fosure u missed me alright... like the sky misses the sun at night They love me in this fight... my lines are hella tight~ Secretly i am ur deepest inspiration... my verses are always such a Revelation Now watch what ur sayin u ain't got no clue? Ur manwhore Knoc's in my story foo... so now he's my minion too!~ PA sistas and bros? Shit wtf do u think this is... a fuckin ass-kissin competition? U gotta lay it down like me... straight to the point deal u that termination I ain't like u all rubbish talk and no action Warning! BRain's super hot proceed with caution... Imma rip u apart like u fuckin deserve... every insult i made must haf touched a nerve I'll cut ur parts out display 'em in frames... knock off ur silly PA crown and leave ur shed in flames Once imma done there's only gonna be bloodstains ... i'd fuck u up on stage like i was Alice In Chains LMAO nice lil graphic picture u paint there of ur own shitty family... Why... ur so obsessed with my daddy... when i showed him ur pic he asked me "who's dat Aunty?" Poor MissAngieCheeks, first insomnia then amnesia and now u've caught Progeria Ur face's hideous, body's hella massive... now ur full of diseases Ur feelin grievous, don't wanna live... like worthless faeces MissAngieCheeks... i can sense ur drownin in desperation... mind's full of huge frustration Best be givin up and surrender...Ur game's goin weaker "Again", "Fan", "Off", "Up","Again","Man","Bro","Anymore" ... Oh fuck please... stop with ur crap no more! i know u must be in a lotta pain... coz u can never beat da BRain u best go down a bottle of pesticide... or inhale a tank of carbon monoxide... stick ur ass with a tube of hydrogen cyanide... all these'll end with ur suicide Else this gonna be a BRainfuckin MAC spittin' homicide -cool
babyrain....hell....u just dont know when to stop like a fuckin tat on my body u dont wanna come off i said it was the last time and ima keep my word this time you and i both know ya ass is already mine its ok lie to urself... keep on denyin ur the one whos layin in ya bed cryin this is the last time ima waste time on u u can keep callin me out....but cheeks doesnt feel like playin with u anymore
Get back at me soon? bitch ain't no waitin' when they rush you to the Emergency Room.. I got the nightvision with the 20x zoom.. so what else should they write on top of your tomb this a serious situation, see I don't think you understand fully... Call me Agent Mulder when I crack atcha Scully you'll be found dead in Sydney... don't even think for a minute, you'll make it back to your country.. my rhymes tight like I got flow of the century.. yours rhymes is about as good as a pair of lopsided titties.. yea I see you with posts kept up for awhile.. but don't you have work to do like papers to file? I must say ya rhymes is tight.. spoken like a true FOB might I recommend tho don't quit ya day job! when it comes to this freestyle you don't even stand a chance stick witcha clubs where you just sing n dance.. this ain't about to get easy, if that's what ya hopin' now be a good dear and go back to writin' poems
Alright….time to up this…time to make u a hit or miss… Looks like ya throwing beer in this fight…ima run u ova like a deer in ma headlight.. U comin in causin all this racket…put on my full metal jacket and rip u with a hatchet… Using them words like retard…listen..don confuse me with u…I’m like john fuckin woo.. Comin at ya like mission impossible…cause ya know im infallible… No need for me to get vulgar…but I’ll village and pillage ya jugular… Stick ta writing ya story…continue with this..and ya aint getting any glory.. the lawn mower man smahes..through ya skull with battle axes i come with deep slahes..cursing u like u was facist... ya know u outa tune..leave u in the dust like a dune... its like faith..coming at ya to decapatate.... we ravenous...exhumed to tomb of exodus...blasphemous..bring war to pacifist... get ready to run..bringin the sword like atilla the hun.. i spit mike..spit flames...lead pipe..spit brains... introduce u to my evil stash..taking directly from the roswell crash... i'm always gunning with my glock..already dead..they just didnt leave the casket lock. Im like savage..i write rhymes in pitch blackness…u fuck with me..leave u spineless.. The end is coming… leave u with the deadenin…get u to understandin… This aint understatement…a known fact u hittin the pavement… down u to the floor..on all four…waiting for me to open and close u like an old door… make u down that knob...eating it like corn on the kob...
you dug urself a grave when u tempted me... u strike first i strike lastly Now i left u greener than Hulk with envy hahaha couldn't resist. -tongue2 Enjoy ur night out with Dawn -devil
Yeah...keep sayin that to yaself ok and yes....i will enjoy myself heaps tonight.... oh looks like knoc has somethin to say to ya
Oh shit... who's that dumbfuck stuttering.... just like my pussycat hissin... Oh it's Ecko the slutty mofo... face it boy u ain't got that mojo Ur just a fuckin semimental retard... shit-talkin like ur so brutal 3 days for a comeback u sure thought pretty hard... thinkin it's cool spittin Oriental Who ever said this was friendly? I've dealt u blows harder than Bruce Lee I ain't writin u a mushy love poetry... I own ur half-vampire Blade with a stake like Buffy Wannabe Wesley Snipes... Imma flush ur shit down those drainpipes Now ur little Ecko it's just the perfect antonym of Loch Ness' length So short like a strand of insect's leg-hair maybe one of a tenth Checkers and chess boy ur sure a fuckin geek Imma silence u like a mouse ya'll better stay meek I feel u tremblin u can barely squeak U think a lady can't spit? im spitin it explicit so the ambiguity's dispelled my verb forms and word storms prove God must be damnin you to hell I gotta put u boys in place.. shatter this sexist myth... I haf just gone hardcore rebelled Step out or ur gonna lose face... u in search of a wordsmith... I'm risin up to fame da hottest bombshell Aww but it's good u come out and played... after that bitch I've slayed Obviously she's been outplayed... now it's ur turn haf u prayed? What's this shit goin on with the '05? imma mutilate u with my carvin knife I told u it's the '06... 666 the Devil's PA reign... Bow Ecko, to BabyRain.
remix..time to take this to the river stix.. brain about to pined down and made to choke on that clown.. 05 be the collective hive...brain be put into selective pain.. comin in here..frontin and trying to make a scare..bitch..slap and rape u while u stare... give it to u hard and rare..makin sure u feel it with care.. take u to temple..make u suck and feel it to ya temple... you fresh meat...bout to meet that deadly greet.. leave this to the professionals...gota backing testimonials... aint no room for wannabe rappers...still wearing ya fuckin baby diapers.. continue..ya gona be initiated...headless and violated...skinless and eviscerated..since we the most dedicated to get u educated
wait...wheres cortez to back ya...and i do believe hes rippin on cheeks..ya pusy aint that special brain..
Whatever knoc. ur cheap n pathetic.. so Ecko kicked ur ass and now ur spittin "hey '05 let's team" lol...
