Lol, how u gonna diss mah rhymes wid that chicken scratch...\ Kid, I can't stop laugh'n at chur ugly rap...\ And u beat me a while back?\ Kid, the only thing u did was prove ya flows is clearly crap\ I'm spit'n hollow point verses u could say I'm lyrically strapped\ U spit'n lame ass joints n I got verses dat's still untapped\ This a lyrical combat, b!tch, u aint ready for that...\ Now this aint a comeback n I aint bite'n ur sh!t...\ This here's a flashback and mah lines clock'n u b!tch\ Faggot talk'n bout strip clubs I knew he be jock'n hard sticks...\ Matter fact wen ecko watch porno's he be watch'n for large dikcs...\ He's wat u call an over achieve'n dikc sucker he luvs learn'n new tricks\ He said Ima back up dancer but check it,\ He's an professional dikc fluffer nd he juss do it for kicks...\
yo that crap, rap verses been played out.. matter of fact more played out than ya dick suckin mouth.. the fuck you know what im about.. when you's really the one beatin' off on ya couch.. this might be a combat, but you aint a fighter.. still talkin bout dicks cuz you after that man chowder.. Dog.. if thas your best you need to come harder.. matter of fact take some Viagra for ya rhymes so you can come harder.. cuz that verse was like a pillow, but way softer.. I got them things thas gonna make you run for the border.. yo you gotta gimme more to run wit... cuz your rhymes is makin me lose interest..
It's ya boy back to business.. back like a menace... my shit hit harder than a Guinness.. while your shits watered down, son know ya limits.. cuz I rhyme infinite. you'd have a better chance spittin at the Special Olympics.. this jus turned from a battle to a rap lesson.. son, this is freestyle 1o1 lemme teach you the basics.. first off don't go against the one who's mastered the art of it still spittin from ya freestyle starter kit.. my flows like a crystal ball, I done spit n polished it.. while you flows is more like a urinal, they jus spit n piss on it... so comeback wit more trashy ass lines so we can get on wit it..
Yeh, if I'm beat'n off at the couch,\ U'd be right there drool'n at the mouth, right ecko?\ Depraved cum guzzle'n nigga, dat's wat u about...\ And you talk'n bout viagra to keep mah flow harder?\ Atleast I aint the one search'n for ways to make it grow larger...\ And since u slow I'm imply'n u gotta small penis, kid...\ U a faggot nd at night u be google'n for big n tall penises\ Kid, I'm merciless\ I'm spit'n verse wit hurt in it\ Spit'n that heat u aint ever heard of, kid\ I'll send u to the ER complain'n bout burns from spits\ So sit down, b!tch, cuz u aint ready for this...\
Lol, harder than guiness!?\ This mfers light weight, he's drink'n dat b!tch sh!t...\ I'm literally rofl'n u aint roll'n with this...\ I knew u'z a faggot now I know u the b!tch\ Ur rhymes aint infinite u juss delusional, kid...\ I'm spit'n callous ass lines u spit'n horrible dissess\ U havn't mastered any of this with ur sorry ass lyrics\ And yeh, I'll run at cha wid mah "trashy" lines...\ Atleast they better than ur crappy rhymes...\ Wid ur spits, u couldn't beat quadriplegic mimes\ You're lyrically inept nd u aint ready for mine\ I'll have ur lyrics consigned to a lyrical confine\ Cuz u spit'n sum gay lines dat should be a damn crime\ And if u think u could beat mine u outta ur damn mind\ U like a student dats outta time juss like those students from columbine\ Cept u won't be rest'n in peace, kid, u'll be rot'n in pieces\
ya yo freestyle is back just like timberlake brining sexy back ill b the next sexy with my iphone then through tdot ill b known here's my digit ladies so pick up the phone if u're not 18 then ill wait til u are grown
yo hisoku get on here u want a freestly then u're gonna have some fear bust up some rhymes causer u're wasting my time frontin like u cool cause u konw how to trick but u just a loser and u make me sik this rap shit is for a man son this ain't a game and it ain't no fun come out of ur bed sheets and start spittin or ill come in ur hood and start shootin
I see how this is, Disrupting me from my homework, Thinking your all big and tuff owning this turf, well I have news for you bro your nothing but a ham sup lo! Don't be dissing tricking guy, I have a essay due and a math test tomorrow, While I am typing this time is flying bye Your threats are empty, Your pockets full of pennies, how are you gonna afford a gun if your shooting pennies?
yo fuk homework real men hustle i own ur turf and will turn u into a puzzle how am i the ham sup lo fuk u diu lay lo mo fuk tricking im bboying when i own u in a battle u b crying naw homie i don't carry pennies im full of gold and u aint geting any from me ill shoot u in the leg with my 1 cent then u can brag about being shot like 50 cent
Hustle? HUSTLE?! Boy I have been hustling before you were born. Owning up little noobs in fooseball Is what I do! listen bro don't be swearing in a language you don't know so leave me mom out of this you ham sup lo =P If a battle is a fight I will 540 kick you with all my might A one hit critical strike! You'll be the one on the ground bleeding and dying instead of crying.
yo i been pimpin ever since i was a child girls over me and goin wild u can't hustle for scrap and u playing jits is crap i snipe u with my defenda then u cry to yo ma ma 540 kick don't work on me cause i pull a matrix when shit comes to me damn son u havne't learned ur lesson its bed time go take ur robintussen
You think your baller im not worried cuz im sure my dick is taller you think you've got game but sex with men isnt the same you try to rhyme but you cant keep your shitty lyrics in time I've got the skillz, my powers are ill, iv killed for bills and have gold in my grill. WESSTTTSIIIIIDEEE! -coolio
Yo, how you really really gonna come here wit that trash.. look like an ass.. those ain't gold.. they're actually brass.. so this is what Canada has to offer?? A kdot from tdot and a fearless_fx from Saskatche..whatever.. damn yall killin' this thread.. literally.. this like takin' candy from baby.. and it looks like Imma have to be the lyrical bully.. so how do yall really want it?? leave now.. or should I be more specific? -cool2
yo u ain't no westside i rep west toronto with all my pride balling day til night til i die wanna test me? don't even try i give u an ankle breaker then u cry u pray to god ask why why kdotc is so coool he ahead of the game and im just a foool my lyrics are hypnotic and ill make u fall asleep like a psychiatrist
fall asleep alright.. cuz that shit is straight weak... I think I rather listen to my tires squeak.. matter of fact.. I don't want to hear you speak.. so stfu before u end up layin on the street.. nigga I spit that real heat.. while you out ho'in.. out trickin' for some treats.. I like my beat down lo.. n my top let back.. Kdtocs a straight ho.. and his rhymes straight wack.. I got them things that'll make you step back.. Push back ya NY hat.. so nigga take that!
nigga don't even try to use that word ill have bubblegum flipping up da bird i hold it down like a real mi dang i freestlyl with my hak gwai slang when it cam to halloween ur trick was ur treat thining u all bad and drving on the street im countin hundres on the tables 20's on the floor fresh out of tdot rollin on 24's im a real chin naw means if u wannna improve ur rhyme than get some crack im loaded mothafuka so hollaBACK i rock a kc hat i stole from a feine
Have that bitch flip da bird.. I don't listen to hoes words.. scared of a girl? nigga thas absurd.. have a girl stand for fights.. nigga is your head alright?? you ain't ridin' 24s.. I'm speed thru erry light.. pass your ass for a sec. n I'm already outta your site.. it's K-diggalo.. Canadian born Jigga-ho.. face it ho.. i'm the one wit the better flow.. sittin' on 28s while you still ridin' 24s... 6688 -cool2
