.

I'm better than you
I do this s**t on my own
But you need seven of you

lookk d0gg u cant rap all u could do is crap
u a l***** u don't knoe nothin about rap

I hope that you talkin bout him
and not me
Cuz you're a hypocrite
You can rap? You lost me
Little JuicyGirl a sweet little softy
Look in that mirror, wake tha f*uck up and smell the coffee

Juicygirl without a mic is like a beat without a snare,
I'm sweet like licorice, dangerous like syphilis.
All the dogs keep off

Ye exactly,
you just said it
you sweet as licorice really
and you couldn't hurt a fly
sweet as candy, soft as a marshmallow
you think you can hide behind that fu*cking harsh shadow

im gettin ready to drop some s*hit cause the lyrics i spit,
are all hits and ill break it down 4 ya bit by bit,
i came here to spit my verse and imma just leave a curse,
on all who oppose me ull be leavin in a hearse,
these lyrcs i sipt are like gold, yours are worn out and old,
im so sick with it and i leave u in da cold,
put a hole in ya vest, put u in an eternal rest,
and ill 4eva be reppen the west,

What's reppin the west gotta do with it?
You carry guns but you ain't gonna go through with it
Come and kill me if you dare

yall pussies on da internet posing like thugs
I’ma nasty ass farmer, I’ma hose ya wit slugs
Rat Tatta Tat u like a dog wit diarhea

You're obviously a p*ussy if you want to fight a kid
I'm only 13, you're 19, ya dig?
You're picking someone smaller than you
I f you was that hard you could fight someone taller than you
Or atleast the same size
Or the same height
You'll look a p*ussy if you fight a child, right?

HAHA (Da Gr8t 1) talking about age bracket,
get the fu*ck down on ur knees ,
Your a bitch wit a twitch,
thats wut the fu*ck you get for being a pussi,
you joined NL to give yourself a name,
but nigga i taken all da fame,
ima about to drop a rhyme yall cant define.
bitch gimme a line,

Okay then, I'll just settle that you're a pussi
You ain't got all the fame, people diss you
What is you?
you're the only one being a pussi
saying you gon beat me up and then you do nothin, you mushy
BEAT ME UP TONIGHT THEN YOU *SSHOLE AND I AM NOT A NIGGA I AM WHITE, LIKE IT OR NOT, PUNK.

@rez dog

This new kid (rez dog) doesn't wanna see me like true "horror flicks"/
i'll damage u cranium and i ain't talking "element tricks"/
Me zayzeeeee …I never RUN from SHIT./
if you spit the gud scripts lik av written u LUNGS would SPLIT/
, burrrr, u struggle to flow, rap isn’t hectic/
I wu mak u mouth open but u 1st need antiseptic/
It's easy wif u n i'll smash you like the nut crackers crunch/
Vimpers says yummie u bonus for a lacker lunch/
Dis is jus a tip on how me wud rock ya bone/
Like a rejected lesbian U wud end up WALKIN OUT ALONE/

Fine, meet me tonight
If you want a fight
And by the way Juicy, I want a reply

I dont entertain gimmicks/
or rappers with lame lyrics/
And all my verses are fly
. . . cos I spit in plane English!/
I beat you blue and purple/
till ya crew desert you/
if u push me break u back . like Mutant Turtles

Well then give me a time and a place
If your mind's in such a race
Come and see me face to face
Let's say today
What time?
Whenever you're free, I'm fine

sexyZee:

I dont entertain gimmicks/
or rappers with lame lyrics/
And all my verses are fly
. . . cos I spit in plane English!/
I beat you blue and purple/
till ya crew desert you/
if u push me break u back . like Mutant Turtles

What are my lyrics doing here?

RAZ DOG I HEAR YA CALLIN ME OUT,
RUNNIN YA MOUTH,
TALKIN THAT S*HIT,
TRYIN TA SPIT,
BUT YA CANT KEEP UP,
IM THROWIN THEM DUBS UP,
THIS IS JUICYGIRL SO BOW DOWN,
OR GO BACK TO YA TOWN,
BACK TO YA CLICK,
SPIT MY S*HIT LIKE DJ QUIK,
AND THIS S*HIT BE SPUR OF THE MOMENT,
GET MY PAPER AND U CANT EVEN GET A CENT,
RAZ DOG IS WHAT THEY CALL YA,
MAYBE YA SHOULD CHANG YA NAME TO VANILLA,
IM TALKIN ABOUT THAT FOOL ICE,
SO LISTEN TA ME IMMA GIVE YA ADVICE,
STOP ACTIN HARD IM MY HOOD,
COME AT ME AGAIN I WISH U WOULD

I'm not in your hood
I'm on your website
And I not gonna change my name to something you like

you re in my hood puss*y
u claim to be a uk bread
and that's my hood ugly.

LIARRRRR cuz if you was from UK, you can't carry guns
And you always rap about them tuns
If you really in my hood, come and get me pussi

I MA GET UR PUSS*Y SOON CUZ
AM THE ONLY UK BREAD WITH A GUN IN HER HEAND
METROPOLITAN POLICE SEE ME AND BOW DOWN FOR IT

Shut your motherfuckin lyin mouth
Fuckin baby *ss who sits there crying out
You wanna lie to me? Try it out
See if I believe it for one second
Come and get me if you reckon-
you can find me
You say this sht so blindly

A certain thing every one of us love - something with enough value to decease because of
Not anything except hurt, trapped in this art
Looking for wealth and popularity