Me and My homeboy JRD....

[Guest]

alright check it
u dudes aint hard u aint reppen the streets
u dudes iz soft u'd get robbed on seaseme street
ya'll remind me of bobby trendy, just a tad bit gayer
if " whack rappen " was a town, u'd probally be mayor
ur sixteens are weak, i callen em anarexic
u need some creatine in ur rhymes, if u gonna be flexen
you remind me of garbage smellen all rotton
ur flow like a junkyard the trash u keep droppen
and now its piled so high its taken up half the thread
callen me a fake rapper when u the one thats dead
lyrically merked you with the flow, po po callen it 187
the blood all up on my hands, the mic the muder weapon
like ur old coach said, winnen isnt everything
im married 2 the flow thats y i sport the wedding ring
the flow divorsed you, she said u were cheaten
dr phills there to help ya if u still stressed n weepen

Edited September 14, 2005 by Guest

[point5]

[quote]This is for Moses the Black:

You soft as a newborn baby takin a nap
Where you at? Lubbock? Where the heck is that!?
Never that, black, my raps are unlimited
Yours are prohibited, of course that's contributed
To not knowin ya limits and who you need to test
When you step into the house of the dUSt and get blessed
Get on your knees, bow down to my degrees
Young slacker, save that trash talk for the above fake rappers
I'll crack yo back again with ten knuckles
Rhymes are weak, they make me chuckle like a name buckle
You call em lyrics, please you need to stop
You goin out - scratch that - you goin pop
I feed you a poisonous verse so don't try it
No more rhymin, you on a lyric fast diet
Call the paramedic and tell him your pathetic
Your lyrics ain't energetic you're sweet as a diabetic
Your gimme gimme is lame, yeah I said it
Look over your shoulder moses, where you headed
Write a verse and flip it, melt it down to liquid
Intake these rhymes and fill your lungs until I rip it
Chest busts open, heart bursts and smokin
YOU SEE THAT? (dang dUSt, he was only jokin)
Warning: all MC's better retreat
You're too lame to walk down your own street
Better run and get the Black Eyed Peas
Cause I eat, eat, eat emcees
Devour their titles, cause I'm an idol slash icon
And tell your boy Flip don't even turn his 8 ft mic on
Sold ya punk, thought I told ya punk
Crossover, slam dunk, game over punk (one more time?)
Sold ya punk, thought I told ya punk
Crossover, slam dunk, game over punk[/quote]

Listen up wannabe, cause Im sayin this once
Tried to settle this in Lubbock but you were afraid of the punch
I Eat Dust for Lunch yo you wack on the cuts
DJ "can't scratch" couldn't scratch the hair on my _____!
And its like that when I get on the mic and just spit
Hidin behing your computer you oughta just quit
Your keystyle is weak child so flee while you still can
And meanwhile you'll feel Kiel beating you with one hand
And one mic, scatch that I don't need a mic
My words haunt your dreams keepin you up at night
And it's sad you reside in bed thinkin of me
While your wife's unsatisfied it aint hard to see
Yeah I'll bow down to you, to see if you're all right
From gettin knocked on your ___ when you tried to fight
Me the Mo Black know that it's on now
Your flows wack you won't pass the first round
Stick to what it is that you do best
Not sure what that is but it aint this rap contest
I promise no more, cause you my friend and this hurts
Better think twice before steppin to this "Christian jerk"!

[FranciscanRocker25]

ouch

i agree w/ kat
this is quite enertaining

[Guest]

[quote name='point5' date='Sep 14 2005, 11:13 AM']Listen up wannabe, cause Im sayin this once
Tried to settle this in Lubbock but you were afraid of the punch
I Eat Dust for Lunch yo you wack on the cuts
DJ "can't scratch" couldn't scratch the hair on my _____!
And its like that when I get on the mic and just spit
Hidin behing your computer you oughta just quit
Your keystyle is weak child so flee while you still can
And meanwhile you'll feel Kiel beating you with one hand
And one mic, scatch that I don't need a mic
My words haunt  your dreams keepin you up at night
And it's sad you reside in bed thinkin of me
While your wife's unsatisfied it aint hard to see
Yeah I'll bow down to you, to see if you're all right
From gettin knocked on your ___ when you tried to fight
Me the Mo Black know that it's on now
Your flows wack you won't pass the first round
Stick to what it is that you do best
Not sure what that is but it aint this rap contest
I promise no more, cause you my friend and this hurts
Better think twice before steppin to this "Christian jerk"!
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hahaah getten gangsta with it
wow

we gotta be pushing the limits for lyrical content on a christian site

[dUSt]

Punk you don't even know the half about me
I bring it straight to your chest, ask Sean P about me
I'm just a little bit older, plus a whole lot wiser
I might advise ya, or I might pulverize ya
I can visit any city, get respect on the web
While you alone in Lubbock with me in your head
I'll take a second to speak, cling to me like a leech
You listen to my rhymes and get swept off your feet
I have a black chic that loves to slap preppy white hicks
You're too weak for me so I'll get her to settle it
She's down like a clown through thick and the thin
Call me when you grow up, ask where your wife is
Satisfy that, jack, aka Moses the Wack
Checkin every five minutes, fiance-whooped hack
You can't compare to the status right here
Legendary world wide web, we can battle right here
Listen junior, gonna mess up your pretty blonde hair
I come in high definition so all you can do is stare
Can't even keep your lyrics clean, how scary
Haha, just shows how you lack vocabulary
Stop grillin me, and all that frontin is killin me
You leave me no choice but to hurt your feelings G
You ain't heard a style like like this in a while
Boom, bip, child, I stack Kiels in piles

[MC Just]

[quote name='dUSt' date='Sep 14 2005, 11:39 AM']

Legendary world wide web, we can battle right here
Listen junior, gonna mess up your pretty blonde hair


hahahaha

[point5]

Listen up Dust you might wanna stop bitin
First stole my line then you were 8 mile recitin
And after that the rest of it was plain boring
Im trying to battle you but I can't stop snoring
My vocabulary surpasses your wildest dreams
in fact you might want to look up what polysyllabic means
Or I can explain it you as I did last weekend
You were noddin to my verse and missin the content I was speakin
In fact you the reason we wrote listen learn
You rocking to whats dope while missin every word
Absurd that Im even takin the time to reply
Battling on the internet's the only way you will sound fly
But hey if you want you can pay me to record it
Cause no one wants to hear your voice ignore it
Your the type of cat that sits behind a computer screen
And talks a lot of nonsense to increase his self-esteem
Setp to me on stage and your rhymes will fall dead
Your words won't be blindin me it'll be your bald head

[Era Might]

*Wonders who's gonna be the first to shout it out*

juh juh juh juh juh juh juh juh juh G UNIIIIIIIIT

Edited September 14, 2005 by Era Might

[dUSt]

[quote name='point5' date='Sep 14 2005, 01:44 PM']Listen up Dust you might wanna stop bitin
First stole my line then you were 8 mile recitin
And after that the rest of it was plain boring
Im trying to battle you but I can't stop snoring
My vocabulary surpasses your wildest dreams
in fact you might want to look up what polysyllabic means
Or I can explain it you as I did last weekend
You were noddin to my verse and missin the content I was speakin
In fact you the reason we wrote listen learn
You rocking to whats dope while missin every word
Absurd that Im even takin the time to reply
Battling on the internet's the only way you will sound fly
But hey if you want you can pay me to record it
Cause no one wants to hear your voice ignore it
Your the type of cat that sits behind a computer screen
And talks a lot of nonsense to increase his self-esteem
Setp to me on stage and your rhymes will fall dead
Your words won't be blindin me it'll be your bald head
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Humiliated him twice and he wanna mention me still
this ain't no freestyle battle cuz Mr Werking is gettin killed
Now you know why Red Raiders never earned a dime
cause you're WACK punk you should learn to rhyme
Talkin 'bout payin you but it's funny to me
You ain't never explained nothin, you just wanna be me
Kiel was sleepin on the bottom bunk the other day
And it was obvious to me you probably was gay
Use your bad back as an excuse, weak hearts I rip
Droppin rhymes by the gallon, you Werking at a sip
I keep 'em comin while you runnin out of breath
Steady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you need to rest
Les Clever showed potential, but still was weak
and Listen Learn got played once with no repeat
Now it's all about pop you gave up hip-hop
Step up again and it'll be a fourth time dropped

[Era Might]

Where's Krush?

Weak hearts I rip?
I keep on coming while you running?
Steady ducking?
Les clever/Lil Caeser?

I believe we have a hit 'em up biter on our hands.

Edited September 14, 2005 by Era Might

[dUSt]

I think someone's about to get banned.

[Era Might]

Whatever you say, Makaveli the Don (or is it Makaveli the dUSt?)

[point5]

biter...plus your flows weak

I'm out like your Mom's in a beauty Pageant

[dUSt]

This is for the hater Era Might:

Before you was a spectator, now you wanna talk
It's about who strikes the hardest, not who strikes first
It's not what I would call this see this is somethin different
An internet poster tryin ta make a livin offa dissin
And if you really want to show off, we can get it on
Live in front of the cameras on a phatmass sitcom
I'll let you kick a verse, scratch that, I'll let you kick em all
I'll even wait for the studio audience to applaud
Now watch me school you like I was your pappy
Knock you out like Bob Barker did Happy
In front of your friends, boy there's no hope
Make your mom get on the phone and call the pope
So he could persuade me to squash it, naw you started it
You must have forgot what a hardcore artist is
Yeah you changed your name and added a G
but their ain't no G in you, boy, just a P

[Era Might]

Here's a good hook for a track on Aftermass:

Grab your beads when you see Phatmass
Call the priests when you see Phatmass
Uh
Who baptized ya?
But ya priest didn't finish
Now you're 'bout to feel the faith of a menace
Catholics we hit 'em up

Edited September 14, 2005 by Era Might