RHYME IT-Read first post then make the last post.

LOL.... i'll give you props for dat one mahlye

Ok hoe, so you tell me to get my knowledge up, but you cant even spell campaign correctly, what the fuck?
you is below me SON, only thing you ever had in yo hand is a BB gun!
dont nobody even understand yo name, plus yo raps is fake, lame and gay!
i do dis shit for fun, but you bitches gotta make it serious,
i cant help it dat you feel a little bi-curious!
and yo poverty ain't my problem, i got my struggles too,
and even wit a 5 n 4 ones, i'm betta den you!
i make the earth quake, make you bitches tremble
when i'm rollin down ya block n you hear dat treble
so hit the fuckin deck, run for cover!
GREEN is off da internet and lookin for trouble!
Bring fire to ya block, leave only pain in my wake!
fuckin wit me was definitely yo biggest mistake!
i wake and bake, throw away shake that you hoes just love,
cause you aint ever actually even seen a GREEN bud!
wit yo bullshit talk and hatin ass rhymes, yo buds is dirty brown n it's about time
for someone to step up and let you know how it's truly supposed to go!

ijustgrowGREEN said:

Ok hoe, so you tell me to get my knowledge up, but you cant even spell campaign correctly, what the fuck?
you is below me SON, only thing you ever had in yo hand is a BB gun!
dont nobody even understand yo name, plus yo raps is fake, lame and gay!
i do dis shit for fun, but you bitches gotta make it serious,
i cant help it dat you feel a little bi-curious!
and yo poverty ain't my problem, i got my struggles too,
and even wit a 5 n 4 ones, i'm betta den you!
i make the earth quake, make you bitches tremble
when i'm rollin down ya block n you hear dat treble
so hit the fuckin deck, run for cover!
GREEN is off da internet and lookin for trouble!
Bring fire to ya block, leave only pain in my wake!
fuckin wit me was definitely yo biggest mistake!
i wake and bake, throw away shake that you hoes just love,
cause you aint ever actually even seen a GREEN bud!
wit yo bullshit talk and hatin ass rhymes, yo buds is dirty brown n it's about time
for someone to step up and let you know how it's truly supposed to go!

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I ride in the streets one head deep, I can hold my own
I don't need to campaign, I can stomp you out alone
as far guns go, I got a .45 and make it known
have niggas like you spinning like a cyclone
You don't understand my name because you don't know the streets
Mah Lye is my weed smoke, criminal slang, put ebonics on repeat
Nigga my raps aint fake or gay, at least they all rhyme
and I'm genuine, these words are mine, don't believe it? google every line
I'm not serious, haha you really don't know what it is
these are tone down verses, cause your a low grade kid
and bitch I'm a tidal wave, coming at me... you must be brave
but I'm washing the bull shit away, I'll bury you nigga and piss on your grave
In actuality, I'm shitting all over your reality
I've got fatality, got no morality when I'm in this mentality
your flow is boring, mine is with vitality
brutality, I'm changing the game, no formality
something wrong with your brain, you've got an abnormality
speaking of that green, just hand me the phone
we can all get zoned, become mindless drones
you might have been on a plain, but until you smoke my shit you've never flown
I've got rhymes for miles and I'll cast the last stone
we can do this all day until your ready to make atone
admit defeat, you need this peace, you don't want this beef
you would rather be my nigga then a petty virtual enemy
this is just for laughs and shit, no seriousness but I'ma still come with it
light me a victory blunt, shit you can get in rotation, I'll admit you can spit
but your not on my level, just be weary of the flames that I emit

Yo...yo, mahlye dem raps was aight, but dis is how we gonna do dis shit, one time son, so i best get it right.....
Dis is a Lyrical assault, a Verbal invasion... have you think it's quite possible dat i could be caucasian,
but yo, you fo sho is asian! wit yo made in china, cheap plastic raps, take yo communist bullshit back!
cause it's whack son and dis is da USA - we slay commies like you EVERYday! see now you got me all fired up bout my
political ways, but all dem politicians do is lie anyways, so ima change da game, flip da script, change my rap and go back on
the attack, here it comes yo... watch ya back! but i'm just curious why da things i say bout ya moms make you so furious,
make you wanna get delirious, but relax HOE, i aint even bein serious! and i'm also man enough to admit that yo rhymin skillz is sick,
n when you get goin, yo, it's hard to make you quit, cause you's pretty good at comin legit. but my shit is still ill, i make you think it's
da next episode of kill bill! cause i might do some ninja shit to ya, karate chop yo mouth n den put a sword right through ya!
so you been lyrically slain, yo, i'm prolly legally insane, but i still do da best i can to make it rain! na, but i like my guns betta-
my .357 is a real go getta! have yo body lookin like some swiss chedda! my 686 will make you wish you never knew bout Smith&Wesson,
cause when dat bitch come out, you fo sho is takin lessons! n i dont miss, n i aint neva quit, you think the feds know how to pressure?
Shiiiiit !! dis is what i do, strike fear in the hearts of people just like you! i got nothin but anger, nothin but hate, waitin for you to step up
so i can regulate- have you lookin like kanye, wit yo broke ass face, you is a disgrace to yo race, and yo, dats somethin you need to face!
but i aint even gonna chase you around, ima just sit back n chill, stealth style baby, waitin for my chance to kill... waitin till you slip up
so i can spill yo blood on da streets, da same same way i spill my soul on these beats! i know you can feel this heat!!! cause it's real from
the streets, just like my chromed lined heat... dats under my shirt you best believe, cause when you see it, you gonna have to relieve....
yo little baby bladder, da more i spit at you, i know it makes you madder! but it aint even bout all that, it's about da sticky GREENs.....
we all got that in common, know what i mean? HOLLA !!

I didn't even read your entire rap, you need to get on your game

dont hate, HOE

why would I hate after I whooped that ass

its all good though, I didn't mean anything mean in my raps bro.

Ya'll shit is weak,
smack ya like a bird,
right in the fucking beak

LMAO lucas! that shit was retarded, but funny! ya, mahlye it's understood, and all good. it's just rhymin no hard feelings

Ya, you know that was the shit
go head, rub on my dick

Get High
Get Drunk
Get Fucked Up,
Grab The Reefer
Smoke Some Up,
Hit The Blunt
Then Pass it Right
We Could Do This Shit ALL NIGHT!!!

ATW

Your rap was weak, real lazy
get off the couch stoner, you crazy

and as you can tell from my participation im already hazy;
this thread is pretty gay, but whom am i to say?
im in the w12 two door either way

getting blazed in the month of may
smoking that kush all night and day
bongs joints pipes you name it
all you gotta do is light that shit

verbal invasion, bitch i leave all you suckas shakin, tokin on weed got them buds fryin like bacon, maybe im makin this type of assault, because im the winner of it all and you all jsut lost, so give it a rest, becasue i own the rest of this thread, dont no one got shit on me, why you ask, because im the best, i put my lyrical content to tha max, skin ya up like ya just got a brand new wax, leave ya skin bloody red with a hole in ya back, break in yo shit and rob ya stacks, money for food, rent, lights, because i dont live in tha black, ya rents due muthafucka, so get it on track, as i run on you bitches like rat-a-tat-tat, and my shit aint funny, when it comes to me money, leave ya body sticky due tha honey, that i preserve ya body in, dump ya to tha bottom of tha ocean, and im awoken, like nessie, leave a bloody mess, like a 2nd grader im messie, so say what ya want, ya consious i shall haunt till ya brain and whole entire body, dies over to ROTT.

see green, what you failed to realize, you get high, talk shit and think ya mister gangsta rap supreme tough guy, but in all reality, everything that you post is shit fulla lies, i mean hell, i say one line and your down to cry, im down for my mine, like jailbait protecting food, atleast you tried, but girl you should give, cuz if you dont, ya first born is gonna be my new kid, and not adopted.....but took, give it a shook, permanent brain damage to ya and surely make ya slit ya wrists, because i drive you insane and stick ya in an asylim, eat your heart out just to listen to ya cryin, and when ya dead, time to ressurect just for one more murder case, try to embrace the heavy hold of my gold, pushin in ya chest like tha presidents TOTEM POLL!

(no offense to that kid thing because MY GIRLFRIENDS PREGGO)

THSI TO ANY PUNK WANNA BE MC OUT THERE TRYING TO DISS ME!!!!!!


i'll take it another step and diss you on any page, fuck a thread bitch this ones to tha grave, when i start rapping, i cant behave dissin anybody who steps in my way, im an exploding star, shoot you with gamma rays...bitch, ya rhymes are old, moldy and toast, i see shit growin from the side of it, what is that...oh yea...gross...and unlike jim jones, you truly arent ballin'......you fallin.....head first when you start callin....oops you hit tha ground, cracked ya skull from the inside, out, see what im all about, sick enough to make you pout, my rhythms lethal enough to make ya brain pound, ....its like 1000 ways to die, except you die one time when ya fry...but see i dont stop there, torturing ya body till ya soul has nightmares, i truly dont care, prison or not, the pain i SHALL SHARE...AND dont come at me if you aint comin hard, cuz you droppin snow, and im droppin glass shards, lyrics hit you so hard, 3 generations down tha road, ya family droppin nothin but RETARDS.

LOL indeed....you straight spazzed out there! i still anally invaded yo raps, n den when i got done, i nutted on yo back! i'm done dude!
i cant sit on da computer and type rhymes all day! yo skillz is tight though, keep up da good work! HOE !

Thanks for tha skillz tight, looks like i ended ya lyrical life, but by callin me a hoe, once again ya flows gotta die, ijustgrowgreen, i get in between ya moms ass cheeks like couch cushions seams, then i hit that nut and you and her take turns swallowin my cream..........so like the devil came down to georgia, if ya ever want another turn, step ya lyrical step up, and i'll make sure ya FLOW BURNS!