i hold it down defeating every single clown/
you can't rap all you good for is cheering me on/
oh noo i think i got my own maskcoc/
go back to the drawing board cause your ass is wack/
kid you're about to get smack/
i taught your mom said say no to crack/
fucking drug adict still living in your father basement/
i'm your replacement you can't flow just like p-diddy in the basement/
listen to my statment/
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wow that was the worst shit i ever heard in my life.... u fuckin suck.... the flow is horrible...and you rhymed you with you... and vocabulary and dictionary dont really rhyme...u need to stop, really
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let me prove this fool that he's not in my lead/
cazy spit father must had have a bad seed/
cause this dude came out as a crack headed baby/
if you think you can defeat me you must be cazy/
ain't my fault that your father dis own your ass ever since you was three/
this kid is just mad cause his face alone gives everybody bad dreams/
next time you want to battle me come back after you hit puberty/
i'm like freddy kuger i'm always in your dreams/
my punch lines will hit you so hard that every time you freestyle you will remember me/
the only time you see pussy is when you're masterbrating to playboy/
machiel jackson must be happy cause he have another lil boy to play with/
kid you're a one hit wonder like j-kwon and his song tpsy/
let me end this by saying tell your mom stop calling me/
i don't want to have pay child support for a kid that doesn't even looks like me/
cause when i cum in these girls the baby will come out a g/
not a kid who look worse than my dog/
cazy spit you're not a rapper you're dog who is about to be put to sleep/
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crzy spit u r the worst rapper i ever heard in my life... u have no punchlines at all and ur shit dont even rhyme....temt me, hear, and dick dont rhyme... yo ur vocabulary is horrible....dont even think about battling me...
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niggas clame the thug but most of the faken
i put a hole so big in your head i see waht you thinkin
im to hot so i should retire
cause i smoke more trees than forest fires
yall aint ready for this flow
when i put heat to your lips its like kissin a stove
bullets to your back leave you haven sizures
SO IF PUT HEATS TO YOUR HEAD IT AINT NO FEVER
MY GUN I CLAP IT
yall body will get zipped up but aint no jacket
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Yoo nice lines..
im new to this.. i know i ain't that good yet..
but hell i do it for fun..
And misstakes i make are just good
to hear ya'll complain about whats wrong in my rhymes
just another way to get better..right..
Hope this text is better than the last ones..
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Enough play I'm here to stay
bout to Crazy Spit all the way
Now all U Can depend On Is Yo faith
ill make it a date when i come with AKA heavyweight
leave u screamin like "Crazy Spit I hate"
Keep talkin bout dead people
for evrey time u mention one u dig yo hole deeper
So Don't think Ima let you slide
for fuckin with Crazy you must be out of yo mind
Bet in school ur left a little behind
I spit lyrical darts to punkture yo heart
so don't start, this ain't no place for a sweetheart
This line i state FOR U suicide is never to late
and i ain't the one to hate couse yo moms like a play-date
comes to me when she want's somethin great
she don't like yo dads small stick but she loves the way i swing dick
Maybe ur right it's a one time hit
But u won't get a chance couse no one likes yo shit
and next i aint be spittin rhymes i'll be spittin spit
to hit you in the face and scream you aint SHIT
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I'll battal n batta you,
blow out ya brains, yous not valuable...
im a rookie, but we can, battle it out,
Harlem....thatz what itz all about!!
yous to small, for my crown dogs...
betta take,ya game and turn it ,up a notch,
right now, you in, the loosers spot
ill pop ya top,and tilt ya,
cause my, flows to much,
twisted ya head, like 12 blunts
you just got smoked up...
im a chiefer
hit me up, next time,..you
on the com,pu,ta!
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