Just a rough and hurry spar @Segzi-Crespo

. . . . . . .Dawg bring it down here

[b]
Where u at Dawg,
where u at, where u at,
where u at Dawg
Come on come to spar

Yeah! this is how it is, i hate not disturbing ya peace
He's palpitatin abnormally, i can hear his heart beat
I couldda flow to it, but he's heart is beating fast-tempo
I heard him whisper a scream, like a machine out of Loco
Me rush u chewing rhymes like it's some Deli Cookies
Check ur ass the only thing u'll see is Helluva whoopies
Ei' lines i spit has got some Sharp Garlic and chives
Careful hot-head dont rush at me, my rhymes are knives
They'll pierce thru leave u loking like a target Jack
Stick my flows on u 4ever like i use some Blu-Tack
I'm the nigga that makes u shiver, like u got thyphoid fever
I flow earthquake, break the ritcher scale n throw u in Dither
I serve lyrical chaos to anyone who comes to my lyrical dinner
U deliver urself the nexthing na to wack u, like say u be pizza
I pounce on u n suck out ur manliness call me rap-whizard
Next time, Call me daddy n prostrate like an agama Lizard
Shouldda known 'fo u said Crude's corner is where i'ma cruise
I entertain with feast(Fist) and ur take home gift are Scar n bruise[/b]

Where u at daaaaaaaaaaaawg?

try harder crude, i ain't impressed. but i'ma spit on you, okay okey dokey crespo's here, i've been trying hard to explain to this pussy, begging ur mama for make up won't make you hidden, your stench always gives you away, you feel you've seen a lesser enemy but all i am is malc reloaded, you say you want respect but i'll give you something to cry_sleep about, your crude flows can only explain the word lame!. i give you one more chance, run niiga run, or my nuclear weapon would be testd

segzi cres:

try harder crude, i ain't impressed. but i'ma spit on you, okay okey dokey crespo's here, i've been trying hard to explain to this pussy, begging your mama for make up won't make you hidden, your stench always gives you away, you feel you've seen a lesser enemy but all i am is malc reloaded, you say you want respect but i'll give you something to cry_sleep about, your crude flows can only explain the word lame!. i give you one more chance, run niiga run, or my nuclear weapon would be testd

Lol. . . . . . . . . . . . . .hahahahahahahahahahhehehehehehehehehehehehhihihihihihihihihohohohohohohohoho Malc reloaded? lol the more hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah. . . . . . .U know wat? Merely reading ur post, i read nothn but wackness pasted all over it, u calling or likening urself to Mail the "Malc" shows u're disrespecting that Cat, cos he aint as lame as two of ur kind put together. . . . . . . .U know u're so lame that no crutches could make u step an inch

@Sexy Lizard
I wont really mind how cripple your flows are, just bring it

@segzi cres

i don't no why small boys dey show themselves
little children when resemble elves,
after i compress u,i go keep u for shelve,
like an old unkept book,u go dey cry for help.

this yeye boy named segzi cres,
rapping shit,thinking he's the best,
when he is just wackness' butress,
wearing pink like lameness' princess.

dnt even let me get started on you,
because,frying your ass is what I'm going to do,
then I'm going to wrap it wit sum hawaiian muumuu,
well,the only way u can be better than me is by using juju.

ok,for now I'm going to say bye-bye,
to this lame-ass guy,
after i leave you,hope u wont die?
because i dnt want question like when,how,why?

NOTE:
hawaiian muumuu----------------it is a type of clothing material(especially used at hawaii).

sup crude and don i've been a little down. that's why i've not been able to holla back at y'll. but i'm feeling better. when i'm fully fit, i'ma continue flesh cutting. peace out to shaz.

@SEGZI
Know wat? U have every right to be down after i shot at ya, so welcome baq to ur re-incarnation, u say shit again, i'ma put u on the ground again, so keep mum over ur ass. Ok?

Peace!

hey crude, you always want to target the weak, but i've told you i've not in that league. when i'm good i'ma shredd you to piesces.

[b]@Segzi Klepto

My previous lines put u to sleep like it was mandrake
I always take it up fast but u's slow on the uptake
Dont ride with me I'm fast n furious, i aint pulling the brake
Take u on a rough-rap-journey, earn u serious headache
Watcha doing on rap section, here! u can't find your lost life
He's always on Romance sect., but not 'because he wants a wife
This bit^ch always fuxx himself, he's an hermaphrodite
He's run out of flow beg Shaz to call u the white Knight
He flounders over Rap or Indecency in his unending dreams
Then this fuxxing chimp. did chose Rap in a whim,
You compared to me son is like a rodent to a Bear
I'ma lame u that u wont make a move with the wheelchair
I'ma heavy hitter, remember me dawg and feel the pain
I had him hard till he's expended and never come again
If u see him come, Check it he's only masturtbating
I got poisonous tongue finna give u the kiss of life, u're fadin


Where u at Daaaaaaaaawg? Oh! I aint gotta ask where u are, it's glaring u're in your grave.

So then watch your mouth![/b]

Wow!

Dont blame me, peeps i'm just doing it
Malc's like a rap-dragon n Brid's spits TNT
Smith needs no wesson to pop em Bullets
Malth's? Phew! He aint nothn but the Rocket

@everybody

I'm so sorry, i just cant but prop up whoever i noticed as the Dope

@crude

wassup bro . . . u knws i gots ur back 101% . . . u d niggarrr man. . .nice thread . . . u really improved . . am r grace ur joint wit a lil' something


grabs the mic . . .


yo! crude/ the threads quite impressing/micrphone checking/
kicking rhymes with a couple of rap lessons/
hy's about to bless this spar session/
cut through like its sea-section/
ma shit's the hardest/damage weak rectums/
"x" the flyest / spit beyond ur rap spectrum/
crude's the dude/pussis call him crude oil or minerals/
harm on the kids minimal/brid stay on point like decimals/


yo much respeck kiddo . . .

i'm back!!! the dope boy's in the building. yeaha!! where's the dictionary defination lame crude!  i got some'in for you. gba,       crude thinking he rapping ! when he just wrapping shit ! your lines only got me vexed ! thinking ! how can i spa with a lamer like you ! your top speed's so low ! 30 kmph's a record for you ! d air rushing in lied to you ! thinking he fast and furious ! your rough rap journey only makes me drowsy ! your heavy hit only reminds me of my 2 month cousin ! i ain't gay dude ! keep

keep your kiss for hoe. fight back pussy. i'ma lick you like lollipop ! till you beg for breath ! i ain't gonna kill u yet ! till you touch of like a yeti ! your make up's finished ! i can hear you begging your mum ! our spa reminds of ! godzilla and jerry ! jerry-crude tryin to mess with crespo. Bleep!!!! i'm still pissed somebody calm me down! argh!!!!

@shaz na ma'am i ain't gay. i'm only mad at crude-jerry. he could spark it up but i'ma put him out.

@Hybrid
Huh. . . .u know i 'ppreciate ya supporting the movement. . . . . .Thanx bro, but i aint gon shut my pisk now. . . .i'ma. . . .

Give u my words, Brid men u made me
Like u was God, niggar i'ma praise thee (Lol)
Yo! i'm the dude that give it out with all crudity
U said "Flow like u dont respect Lyrical immunity"

@Segzi
Got stuffs to do, so i'ma whoop u in a hurry
No time to slow it down, u got it rough? I'm sorry
I got crude knuckle Brid tell this dowg to watch it,
'fo i plunk it too rough on this retard b!tch
Rap graph leveled ur flow with a blank page
U're steppin too close, u're plunging me into rage
Dont stress me, dont vex me son, dont test me
'fo i have ur ass whimpering like "God help me"


I aint that serious with this, i'ma do it for real 2morrow

@crude

i feel ya bro . . . .u really shown improvement . . . will save a spot for you in ma next tourney coming up soon . . . "to be the best you need to battle the best" . . . .the place u gonnnna find the best is on hybrid-x tourney . . . .

keep em flows coming . . . .n pls quit trading 'em bars with the less-lyrically-priviledged . . . for real man

much respeck . . .

@Hybrid-X

Gotcha bro. . . . . .i'ma stick to that

Waddup Folkz?

Bring it on!!!!

Just a piece of me on one of 'em rap sites


[b]Nada! what the fuxx!! Java, Maka, where u n!ggaz at
Rats been havin spree like the cats is off the track
Raising glass sippin like i aint never coming back
Me is back fuxx ur pact, i'ma crack ur cap in a snap
Check 'em stack on the rack, throwback, get clapped
Broken bones, tore up skin, do u rep. like that?
I'm ill but without me hip hop is as dead as A.Crowther
Ur prowess dissappoints u than ur wet gunpowder
Fuxx fangs i sting poisonously than a female viper
Not on my nelly, i aint killin time on 'em filler bar
U eat ma punch like cheese, kiss my gritz like Indecency bitch
Say sh!!t, smashed teeth. Shake fist, it's broken wrist
Mad-Dawggin, entity. Grime me it's injuries
If lyrics sold for a goddamned penny,
I got enough $$$ to make Abram-Movich run ma servery
Pay B.Gate nuff $$$, to babysit for my unborn kid
I flow drastic currents from arctic to antarctic
Row with it, no tactics, death'll be the only prophylactic
See i don't need long lines to catch fishes this Big
Just a little kiss of that little bait wee kid that's it!!!!!![/b]

                                                                                                           Phew!!!


                  Say Somthn somebody

Just sompled on this,

Lyrically i can be analyzed,
as a serpent thats always ready to ratle,
When i be on d mic,
I get overwhelmed with,
thoughts and pictures as they flow thru my mind,
in a way tellin me,
i stil hav'ta move on, no matter wut,
the present and past tense tell in form of words,
never batle a bitccch thru words,
if need be,
Imma grab her by her tits, lift the leg, spit mad ecstacy,
put her to sleep, beef if setled, No long thing.


Smalls- Z

Shaz, we all need help u know? make it a lil more clearer to me

This is for Hybrid-X,
I hope this does not kill his credibility.

You dumb Bleep, netcees can flip your handle around so ‘fast-that-he-gets-cut’
Plus ya stings are like Windows programs because ‘they don’t even make it past-the-setup'
Strap my ‘hilt on’ (Hilton), with no direct punches this ‘vague ass’ (Vegas) ‘wooden mc’ gets ‘felled quick’
Anutha 'spastic old concept’ so it’s ironic as hell that High-Breed's name is synonymous to ‘Relics’

I bounce-in-the-night, bruise your mouth-about-twice in two rounds-of-a-fight
Then I 'switch up', so ‘when I lamp you’ you’ll be ‘snapped-out-like-a-light’
I’m scorching-your-ventricles, till you are green like-a-vegetable
Only way you could ‘come-hard’ is by freezing the ‘seeds-in-your-testicles'.

ksmallz, was that a poem or a rap, either way, whack