Been followin dis thread for a while,
all yall ladies got skillz, JUICYGURL,ZEE,REZ DOG,BABYGAT, and NELLALUV raps too? (surprised) her lines re tighte too, Big up urselfs ladies. Bless

Aite, just gona repeat dis shit here

tis til fresh 4rm mi yard, mi hardware

GOOOOOO,

Phew! Lookin down d basement

if i'm gone who kan fit d replacement

my heart burn n churn shud i spit a wil or statement

lookin tru d storm, non of y'all got d 'quirement

so go give ur rap some alignment

coz d next time u do crap imma break ya ligament

yes i was meant to gve u not milo but cup of cement

for ya enjoyment while ya heart i rent

rent to shreds coz my venom on ur crap i vent

the volcanoes i did lay latent for dis moment

a moment for me to farment on u my lyrical torment

any bagger wit a prose comment, bulsh1tly invent

i'm waitin for u yes u coz d rap world z mi tent

imma beat u yes u to stupor, j.c d lyrical giant

rap never made me but rap still paid me

niggers try to disuade n delay me, b1tch wantd 2 sway me

but i was way too dogged and rugged

to get wooed, booed, pooed on, i'm stil woogged

i'm here still standin, lyrically rebrandin

Hell oh
Oh hell

Tha rap game aint 'bout fast rhymez, spittin slick barz, lacin tight rhymez n punchlinez alone, rada, tiz more 'bout attitude, tha swag, tha msg bein conveyed, tha mind blowin' metaphorz(basically), similez, alliteration n tha poetic rhymez. Datz y tiz called "RAP"-Rhythmically Applied Poetry. Ma shout out goez out to Juicygal, Babygat, Dcee3 n co. Y'all been reppin from tha get-go. Yew settin tha pace n holdin tha ace. Oh yeah! Keep it happenin nywæz.

Word-----> 2rez.

Fatfish go home and tak a break
cos ur rap is made of fake
keep crakin ur head 4 dat peace of cake
ar bet u, ur linez earn making me shake
come 4 ma beefcake
ur makin a big mistake
deezing an earthquake
keep spiting miskarage
whooo,du u tink NL rapper givin chourage
u rap lik an under age
u wanna open more page
try hard 2 catch on ma stage
cos am on da range
u cant wage
try me and u be in ma cage, Am out

Im back.
Clear d road 4 d ruler/aint here 2 spit crap lyk young mula,

Ha ha, synanza new in da fucking rap forum like am now gonna born u wit physical king of rap/ yeah reality if u like mistep cos i keep my friends close and ma my enermise closer so that they can be my frenemy./

there aint no ganstas here
only thing i smell is whiskey in the rear.

Fake smiles only bring you down when you are crying yourself to sleep.

I’m NEVER gonna stop rappin’, I’m gonna make it my career
I juicygirl is here flowin’ crazy in your ear
So baby, listen EAR/’ERE! I’m being straight with you, you hear?
{*sound of footsteps*} Where d’ya think you’re going?! You’re stayin’ right here!
After I’m done with you, you’re gonna break into a cheer
Do a Mexican wave, raise up from your chair
Say “hey” until your legs give way for your ankles
Turn topsy-turvy ‘til you hang at an angle
Either that, or fall over and bang your head through a table
Now you have a bad migraine, your brain is not stable
Your brain’s givin’ way, you’re tryin’ hard to tolerate it
The pain is insane and you’re feelin’ your skull breakin’
You fall into a flop just like a fish has lost his fins
The convulsions just don’t stop and it just gets under your skin
You’re havin’ seizures, trouble breathin’, and your lungs can’t operate
The aneurysms just won’t stop makin’ you discombobulate
You feel the whole world’s on your shoulders, you can barely stop the weight
The pressure’s mountin’ like a mountain, your sanity fluctuates
You go mad just like a hatter, bi-polar, retarded, angry
Enraged, exasperated, insane, exacerbated
You’re chafed, infuriated, outraged and irritated
Irate, ferocious, fuming, furious and ablaze
If this ain’t lettin’ out anger, then I don’t know what is
Maybe I’m constipated, emittin’ a bowel full of shit!

Dead lizards are in your ears

I’m a vigilante, an undercover soldier on a mission
Walkin’ through the concrete jungle, holdin’ on my pistol
Don’t mess with this soldier ‘cause this soldier’s got some issues
You don’t wanna end up sobbin’ or blowin’ on some tissues
This is the sort of sh!t your grown folks should get into
Let me tell you about the obstacles I’ve been through
I’ve jumped over hurdles, I’ve swam underwater
I’ve fallen off cliffs and I’ve ran with the horses
I’ve crawled through tunnels, I’ve passed assault courses
Fought like a tiger and kicked a*ss like a taurus
But this ain’t some bull in a china shop sh!t
I control the whole board just like a Microsoft chip
I fire shots quick like a violent arsonist
I’ve climbed these hard steps just to meet my highest target
My entire arts list of tracks is just a flyin’ start
of a lifespan of writin’ songs and I enjoy it

These thoughts happen to be terrifying dreams for Caucasian mothers and fathers, whose most dreaded worrying idea is a kid with bleached strands and who is into jewellery for the ears.

ima lyrical miracle such a sedistic animal
visions of twisted cannibals eating testicals mixed with antelopes
antidotes forming a list of grams of coke
stamp and post for the wishes of addicts folks
this is my systematic rap approach

People state that I stroll about as though I have the nineteenth letter of the alphabet on the part of my body above the stomach.

ill intercept your mind with mental strain and a phyced alliance
my barz will stay defiant until im locked ina box for science
compare me to a lion but when i roar my barz like sirens
and u stare into my eyes your looking at the core of a hungry giant
you choose a different path but i am grime until im dead
like a wise man said, keep your anger in your head
dont cry about it get up of the floor and grab some fucking led
spew your venoumous anger onto paper let it spread
until your like an adrenaline anchor and the seas he target you set
if you feel like giving in from anger slap you self and get some rest
sont sell out from your lifes test, just go on and do your best

Why do u want 2 KNOW that i FLOW, if then the anwer is NO, if u try me i will give u a BLOW. Who can BEAT ME when they HEAR ME, they always FEEL ME like they want 2 STEAL ME. Its okay cause I got my phone in my POCKET and my cash in WALLET when I enter the club everyone wanna COLLECT. No need 2 kick BUCKET just to seal my WALLET. Don't call me a MAGA just because I don't STAGGER but I got my mother fucker SWAGGER. I'll buy a HUMMER 4 my MAMA and pave my way 2 the ZANGA and blow some BANGA. My rhymes are KILLING like POISON some people are GAMBLING and FIGHTING just because of my RHYME but I won't give them DIME because this is my TIME and I'm at my PRIME. BEAT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Juicy excuted wiff mho of ma rap pain
bounded wiff ma rap chain
poiseid by me so u be going insiane
fell da pain when it goes down ur vain
hay u cnt drop,u cnt pop 2 da top
cos ema mak u stop
grow up tastless
u ar so hope-less
whake lines generated from nonsense
try me, i wil mak u serous
but u cnt be dat genius
dcee is so de vin ci
so u better beg 4 mercY
cos u be admitted in emm word emargency
ar put u 2 coma
call me john corna
am making u cold know u need emm hard wormar.

haven't been here for a long time
Looks like there's a new i@diot spitting his lines
DCee3TReeT u leave me amused
Who da fu@ck are u? B!itch you barkin up the wrong tree,
Ask anybody in here, I'm the motha fu@ckin Queen!
Bow down little b!itch fo yo a@ss get b!itch "SLAPPED"
You perverted little nigga prolly play wit baby snatch!
Did I say snatch? Nigga I meant baby di!ck!
Sit tight ya little b!itch,
you gettin schooled by the Chick.

DCee3TReeT ,, fuckin 34,
His daddy ain't around cuz his mama a w@hore.
He can't rap now and won't for the rest of his life,
Cuz juicy the Queen gonna slit his throat wit her fu@ckin jack knife!

You dumb little b!itch, I'll slaughter ya like a pig!
While ya bleedin out slow, here's a shovel nigga,,,,DIG!!
Dig ya own shallow grave, and fu@ckin jump down inside.
And ya tomb gona read "This How DCee3TReeT Fu@ckin Died."
"He came in the Queen's house, and stepped on the wrong toes,
So she stabbed him in his guts and drug the knife up to his throat,
Fileted him like a fu@ckin fish, and laid him open in the grass,
Took a dump inside his body and used his fu@ckin tongue to wipe her a@ss!
Then she lay down beside him and whispered in his ear,
"I'm the Queen of this NL,,DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!!!"

Now that we've been introduced and you know who the fu@ck I am,
Who the fu@ck are you,,,nah wait,,,I don't give a damn!

wow! @juicygirl u get mouth gon! hope u can flow dis well on d m.i.c? not bad at'all.

wantd to rap but let dat juucy verse stay d last. juicy. dat was d tightest on nl. kip it up

wantd to rap but let dat juucy verse stay d last. juicy. dat was d tightest on nl. kip it up

Haha juicy said she is QUEEN
can u 360 degree speen
bit*ch your jst ar freeking chicken
ema neva mak u clean
u cnt even ryhme
tight
slayin u wil be ar crime
right
ma aim is 2 mak u clever 4ever
but awiat ma rap fever
affecting your transplanted lever
am da reason 4 yar pressure
distroyin your lesure
all u type ar jst error
dcee is ar great worior
ar affact u, interior n exterior
your auxiliary flow cnt let u blow
ar rep ur heart,so ur brain ema sow
so dnt trip when ar blow
u cnt flow hot on da mic
ma freestyle alone will strick
hay juicy bit*ch your nt ma type
cos u won't get ripe
ema give u ar stripe
bi*tch u ar so whake,so cut da crap,

I once battled juicy when she wasn't this tough, damn!!
If she can spit all those she typed, then i'm not yet fit to raise an hair on her,
Keep it up babe, i wanna hear u micwise one day

Everytime I sexx you
As you gone me haffi call you back gyal
Cause I wanna be with you
You grip me wid di ting weh deh outta yuh frak gyal
I will never you alone
Want you by my side
And the reason I'm rining your phone
Girl me wah you fi know
You have di

Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-t-tightesttt vaginaaa
Quint it like some gal a china eyes
Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-t-tightesttt vaginaaa
Grip me, grip me, grip me, grip me baby

Quint di pum pum like eyelash
Ruff sexx cah she love how di oil dash
Gyal to how you grip me, me seh my gosh
Gih me outta door sen on di needle eye cash
Me wuk in har on and on and on on baby
You wah hear she a bawl
And crawl and scream and gwan
Cause the gyal ya have

Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-t-tightesttt vaginaaa
Quint it like some gal a china eyes
Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-t-tightesttt vaginaaa
Grip me, grip me, grip me, grip me baby
Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-t-tightesttt vaginaaa
Grip me gyal
Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-tighttt
Grip me
Grip me

Baby
As me and you fuk on your live
Me call you again
You seh fi stop call you is like me deaf
Baby just wanna say
You cratches
Oh my God is strike my co=cky like a matches
I'm not saying you burn me
I just think your tight pum pum concern me
Busy!
Believe me
Sexperience
Me love dem girl yah
Tip tip tip tip pon yuh toe
Baby
Bawl fi di co=cky, hahaha
Jah kno

Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-t
Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-tightesttt crotches
See it ya gyal

Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-t-tightesttt vaginaaa
Quint it like some gyal a china eyes
Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-tightesttt tight
You nuh pop dung yeah
Gyal yuh tight
Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-t-tightesttt vaginaaa
Quint it like some gyal a china eyes
Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-tighttt
Quint di pussy like eyelash


Yuh nuh pop dung
It's not like di ting between yuh tight crash
Gyal yeah
Believe me
Busy!
Hotthead, Hotthead, Hotthead
Nuh time fi plot head
Head hot worst when di head plot gyal
Yeah
Busy believe me nuh
See di bridge ya
Den she jump on
She hav di

Tight t-t-t-t-t-tight-t-t-t-t-t-tightesttt vaginaaa
Quint it like some gyal a china eyes

@DCee3TReeT ,

In that whole fu@ckin spit you only got one thing right,
I'm better than you bi!tch, maybe you should lay down the mic!
Only motha fu@cker you out spit is fatfish, b!itch!
You pushin the wrong fu@ckin buttons, Im bouncin you outta this sitch!
It's been a hot minute since I fu@ckin spit hard,
I'm bout to rip out ya soul and leave ya mentally scarred!
You dumb fu@ckin nigga messin around in the wrong place,
Turn around and hit the door you motha fu@ckin disgrace.
Disgrace to society, disgrace to spits,
Disgrace to the hood, disgrace to diss!
You a dumb little b!itch up in here tryin to spit,
Actin all hard, but you aint know sh!it!
Nigga I know what it's like to be a queen in the fu@ckin hood!
Try and fu@ckin strick me, bi!tch I wish you would!!
I "own" two fu@ckin shotguns,, and a fu@ckin .45!
Watch you choke on your blood while you fight to stay alive!
I'll fu@ck you face down, shove ya head in ya pillow,
But I'm use a broken broom handle, I aint wastin my di!ldo!!
As far as you know,,, I'm the devil in disguise,
Cocked loaded and fu@ckin ready countin down ya demise!
You wana rap a girl and win, pick somebody else!
Cuz this nigga right here says to " GO Fu@ck,,, ya self!"
I don't spit against nigga who ain't good enough,
You co@cky little b!itch! Ya ain't hood enough!
Go back to ya school and tell ghato ya sorry,
For comin up in here and pullin spits out ya potty!
Cuz that's the only fu@ckin place that sh!it spits come from.
Write those rhymes on some paper and go wipe ya fa@ggot bum.
B!itch you ain't even old enough to own a fu@ckin Gat!
Only thing you do is wear motha fu@ckin fitted Caps!
And that in itself is supposed to make you a G?
You ain't a fu@ckin G, b!itch, ya best believe me.
Can you walk up to ya black friends and call 'em nigga!
Nope didn't think so,,,but I can,,,you fu@ckin wigga!
Haha,,, creep in your bed? Nigga that's my last desire,
I'd rather fill ya a@ss with ho!les and watch ya broke body expire.
Then I'd throw your dead dirty body in the trunk of my car,
Drive to the fu@ckin desert or somewhere real far,
Chop you into pieces and bury you here and there,
Nobody will come lookin, cuz nobody fu@ckin cares.

So look little man,
You got schooled again!
By the hardest rappin b!itch in the whole fu@ckin land!
The call me the fu@ckin Queen, and you,,,,, just a motha fu@ckin lad!
NOW GET THE FU@CK UP OUT MY HOUSE, DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YA IN YA A@SS!!!

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All you try to flow but they all fake...
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