you may be abitch above me
in reality you the slave under me
i thought u would dis a nigger till hell
but u are soft as heaven
if this is a game you wont reach my level
in fact u are poor than the 1st level
yes i through punch quicker than mike....
i got so many tiks than nike
dont trouble me couse u wont like
in school i pass more than the mic
am texting this but u want me to pass the mic
bhf mr cool am the living ghost
die nd come to hell am the host
Last edited by bhf; May 4th, 2012 at 05:01 AM
im only dissin myself cuz i got no competitionOriginally Posted by Aronic
don't judge me and my dad, shut up, just listen
cuz i have no shame in it, i'm sucking his dick abd
while i'm choking my chicken, on a table in the kitchen
put a panic buttom on your chick ill mm... her
turn her into all sides while i mm... her
after i mm... her i pay her a taxi fare
cant compare me wit the devil,im worth more than the devil
so ma nigga fear thats why dissin your self
just a small boy i'll drag you with your left ear
spit ma lines dislocating your right ear
taste you cant coz im sour than a strong beer
im here you run out of words you livin infear
prayin to god thinkin that he can be your savuor
see me once see me no more
coz i forms like clouds in the sky
they say its homicide coz im killin rappers wit ma fly lines using a sniper
IM THE REAPER
I don't know what Queen Dee sees in his himself
but all I see is a wack MC that's dangerous to his own health
He is not a reaper, he don't carry no scythe
Afraid to say F words, I'll dislocate your life
No hood to claim, no baggage, no possiblity
If I ever went to Tembisa, Africa will lose a whole city
And you are not a sniper... far from it
subliminal metaphors... It's a hard business
I destroy Mz. D with a dome topper
no crome chopper, just hoppin' this ownage will help get your flow hotter
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- I'd Be Brilliant, If Only, It Was Not For Love's Immortal Stand Offs -
...Understandable...
Fool my flows been hotter, your cool because you never been hot.. der!
dumb fuck you said the "F word" too. So obviously your a bitch.. hes just like you. Talking like you live in the hood bitch we all know you have no clue.
The only clue you have is to cluck in your whoa man clan bitch you live in tim's buck tooth.
I can provoke you with images but in order to get your attention ill need gay tension and live men too.
fuck dragging my ear
you're a fag and queer
go enter a tranny mag
like drag of the year
your raps cant make it, whoa
you can't it save it
and though
you talkin homicide
imma try make u my ho,
fuck fucking my ear, van gogh
buck teeth?
like the Hoe who fucked me
smash em apart
in shards
cuz she scratched my dick
and the fact's that bitch
was your mom
sucking my cock
while i was dropping a rock
on the john
52pickup, here merely to introduce me - shootah,
somebody sack this kid for producing the shittest of "humour"
acting as a target, this piggy's real fucked,
forget visiting the market, you're on this page to be mugged,
drop pennies that are worth more than ten of your lines,
at 52 he's still in detention, i.e. prison and doing time,
and the best of it all is this fool keeps its short like his life,
the game don't take too kindly to noobs who feel the need to spit twice.
you overcompensating for something?
Look i'll just draw you a scheme
I dealt a contract I hired a shootah a fein
to red ride the hood an kill a team
the cards all laided out
shootah leveled a beam
a circle of death
the cards fell he leveled all 52 he leveled his team
all 52 picked
each inevitable scream
shootah came back to settle this thing
his thought was his dope
an it was set on the cream
and I was set on setting him up with quick fixes
with gas mixes of asetlean
Last edited by Scripter; May 15th, 2012 at 12:13 PM
I break these broke rappers
who tell their lives like some soap opera's
I'm the show stoppa
your after I go off the top
of the hopper
I'm David your Galieith a lioness
I'm copper
filled with steak
you beef cake
you stay shopping at sharp shopper
I get with the program
I back down from no man
you get shoved in a locker
you live the life of a focker
your true honey and butter is Betty Crocker
you peep through windows at night
the truth is your a stalker
I'll kick you around like any queer sport
like your soccer
you think your pac
but ur not even close call a doctor
I'm chalk talking a chalk line rapport
your Miss Muffet I'm the spider you dumb whore
I sat down beside ya ta see that your mostly cold...sore
Last edited by Scripter; May 15th, 2012 at 03:01 PM
dis niga is a show stoppa,
wit fake lines like him the fake rapper.
lines gt washed out like u spithn em on the shower
niga u a small boat jst a sailor,
u dis dat niga nw u thnk bst,my u jst a revolution of a wack rapper,
hw my rounds do u do?ur lines ar straight foward they dnt do rounds,wat ar u a party poppa?
U ar goliath nd im M.Z.D. cut your head off wit ma sharp lines like a scisor,
dats why dey cal me a REAPER,
niga ur dis is like a preapared speech,meanin u aint a freestyler,no wonder
oh dat why u cal ur self a scripter,
IM THE REAPER
Re: Diss the bitch above you
a pissed off from reading da page u all sound gay
all of da scrips look like were writen by marvin gay
bhf mr cool even though am hoter dan da sun
split boiling sperm nd give birth 2 da son/sun
u never understand me,am damn too complex
i change my values lyk da fucken x
i wonder how god will react when he found out her wife is my ex
Last edited by bhf; May 18th, 2012 at 08:13 AM
The snakes are watchin, bhf scheduled a date with coffins
Ill sever your head, hand you the brain and rape your concious
No faith in logics, let them know pussies go great with skirts
Showcase the hearse, bring your body and we'll donate the dirt
Now to the gore shit, sin impales ur body with rods and a fork lift
Get your corpse shipped, to a basement where bodies are scortched with..
Torched clits, comin at this vet you better have your fists in balls
I cut wrists with saws, keep talkin till tounges ripped from jaws..
I have exchanged my weapon for a pen, my battlefield for a blank page
Infekted PenZ
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this guy's got chilli sauce mouth, more than a mexican.
but keeps trying to follow the stars, like it was Bethlehem
you see me blinging gold and im high, but you cant touch this
my balls keep knocking your head, and you cant clutch this.
you talk about pussies and skirts, too much of your mammas
when she swing around shaking that ass, like trees in bahamas
bashing coconuts together, they hairy, and milk is sour shit
but hard as fuck, sticking in straws just to be sucking tits.
i'd love to freestyle abit more, without preparing much
but i dont even hate on no bitchs, prefer fucking sluts.
Re: Diss the bitch above you
[QUOTE=Herculean;8376055]The snakes are watchin, bhf scheduled a date with coffins
any time is tea time thats y ihave the date wit the coffee
saying my name on your lame lines be awear
i dont want to kill you then you tell god you were unawear
nigger just pretend as the best
couse after this you will rest
sorry to say but that was your last
i shake hands wit god then i blust
smooke to much crak and sperm dust
my lines will damage your brain nd couse rast
hahaha am done wit you i knew you never last
to any other pussy learn from his mistake, dont touch a g
your mama knows,she says oh my g
i just wanted to kick ass
only to found out you fucking ass
is bhf mr cool dont you dare
say hello to your mom to show her i care
you cant see my lines you need an eye care
but any way go fuck your self who cares
bhf mr coll
Last edited by bhf; May 19th, 2012 at 05:04 AM
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