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

Dude says hes gonna be a daddy
Ya, thats cool I say, real happy,
I just sit back, stomach turning,
Cuz, I know my dick had his girls pussy burning,
Ya man, I am real glad
Cuz, child support make me pissed off mad.

marijaneindeed said:

let stop and think about tha situation, no time for virtual hatin, we all here creatin, but puff you aint about shit, with yo kindergarten spits, i'll rip you indecently, like i was a blood and you was a crip, dont get me wrong, i shall never ever slip, but instead pop in tha internet clip, and then light up a spliff at the accomplishment, that you now decease, bloody body, decomposing, brains layin at my feet, now i aint no type of cleaner, but best believe i can use this streetsweeper, take away ya legs, put you in a permanent sleeper, eternal slumber, you start to wonder, about my words, comin down on ya main membrane like thunder, so i punder, whether to burn ya body, so that the police cant charge me, with murder, dont stutter, settin at ya chair, in front of tha monitor, do i care? hell no you can die and straight burn in eternal flames, all because ya raps were lame, its a shame to kill you off so bad, no hard feelings, sincerely, YOUR DAD.

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Hate on the best?
You pushing out your chest?
Oh wait all i see is your breasts.
Hello the name is puff
you got the money, I got the stuff
coke, ex, nope not me
all i fuck with is the weed
its gotta be potent
its gotta be strong
because damn dog
i just fucked your mom
opps i know thats wrong
thats your heart and soul
or wait you worship your bowl.

its what you really want
its all you really need
but listen up, its your
brain im about to feed
Get on your knees hoe
and beg for your life
because i dont need a gun
to go murder your wife
or end your life
shit why am i talking about your girl?
you know she a fucking dike.
She aint fucking you
its all about your style
you got non
but me...HA it sits in a pile
your in denile
you can t believe what im saying
you know not to get loud
because im not fucking playing
asher roth could bust you down
and IMO hes a fucking clown
white as hell, an Em wannabe
haha i heard he got beat down
trying to be what he ought to be
ME. YES ME.
Come see ME if you wanna rock
but sorry no homos are gonna see my cock
or my life,
hell i might just stab you with a knife
im a monster even if unprovoked
and this is the 3rd rhyme
ive ever fucking wrote.
Step to the mic chump
i know your gonna CHOKE.




kiss-ass

Time to kill both of yall in one single time, the flow is lethal, yalls flow is nursery rhymes, im tha best on this thread, shit noone elses even compares to mine, how i murder ya lyrically, i mean its gotta be a crime.....and puff aint noone choking, i glanced at a few words in ya post, and instantly new you was jokin, because your jsut a lonely little butt pirate, whoms a bit out spoken, and lucas you aint rollin, you mind as well stop while ya words are still floatin......im so evil i will snatch ya thoughts, be in ya nightmare, you scream awake from the pain i caused, just tha thought of me, so evil im tha boss, i got more guns than the weight of rick ross, and thats ubelievable but better believe it, because im un-retreatable and i know how to retreive it...you both got flower power, and ya raps are liquid, no more threat than a shower, so sit behind ya desk with that coward cancer, you got more faggot magic, then donner, blitzen, and prancer, so look up at the sky, shit, you got more hope if you lay down and die but atleast you try, but thats the point, your not getting nowhere, because noone likes gay guys, you tried to diss me, jsut for an arise, because my flow is so powerful, it makes faggots liek you cry, then you worship me, trust me...that aint no lie, but im not gay, no i dont go that way, i will jsut pull out my nine, pop tha clip in AND SPRAY.

Damn dog you really ripped it
Damn dog you really spit it
haha sike you faggot Hoe
you dont even know
how to spit it
or fucking rip it
You used to suck dicks
on flip... shit
You know you a faggy
talking bout come talk to daddy
Oh im sared
you must be lil wayne
trying to get your
15 minutes of fame
you a weak budd
i burn you up wit tha flame
ill soak you up with
the sudds
from the bubbly
you know its lovely
fucking dub thee
the best from the east
he a fucking beast
you dont know his name
but he puts you
all to shame
not kayne
not weezy
but he spit it
harder than jeezy
oh really
you didnt know?
on the front
on the bunt
on the side
or the fly
your boy
be in
come holler at
ya dog
i be jumping to
ya girls like a frog
hippity hop
i dont even shop
what i see i get
what i see i split
with my niggas
who down wit me
but dont worry
im not like flea
im only like me
take you to the ocean
fluant it like im boasting
but really not give a fuck
like im roasting
...im done with this rap
come holler if you can
bring tha scrap

puffpuffpass, you still talkin shit, what you think your lil wayne, well thats a trip, two faggoty ass rappers, with a couple of clits, i bet you kissed your daddy to, then he fucked you with a stick, i dont need 15 minutes of fame, 1 line should do, cuz im just that sick, you on tha other hand, aint got shit, i stuck my dick in ya girls ass and her back split, ruptured spine, she gone need a splint....but thats old news, im dirty enough to steal ya shoes, walk outside wet and get the blues, poison yo ass and ya whole crew, so i can watch ya die slow, then use ya organs to make stew...mutilate ya whole body, then grab tha sawn-off and kill off ya whole family, maybe you cant understand me, buck, bang, pow, to ya old ass granny...understand my language, barely?....break into ya house when there sleepin and sell there organs for charity, you figure my clarity, im jsut that sick, maybe your not getting it, im a bomb, i tick, and when i explode, IM COMIN TO KILL YOU BITCH.

thats what i did to your girls ass.

marijaneindeed said:

thats what i did to your girls ass.

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What? You think im reaching for that protection?
Hell, naw reaching for my erection,
put it in your girls ass,
making her confess,
your shit is weak,
your future is bleak,
she think your dick broke,
she says all you do is toke,
on some dirt weed,
pretending your G.
Stop trying to be me.

Ya, man I know your is preggo but I would still wreck her asshole, I don't give a FUCK

haha, im not trying to be you, but why you gotta talk bout my preggo dawg, thats it your through, you can retaliate but it jsut wont do, because i fucked your grandma through and through, she didnt have enough holes for me, so i took my gun and blew, and fucked every single bullet hole till it turned blue, the story i tell is true, you oughta know, because you caught me fuckin your moms to, she screamed, i went deeper, rape from tha muthafuckin grim reaper, then i blew ya dads head off, another eternal sleeper...whats that ya hear, not a single sound because i massacred ya whole family with one single round, how did i do it, well thats my secret, kidnap is my favorite, becasue i be creepin...naw forreal, though, step ya game, ya rhymes are terrible, they need a changeup, your like a suicidal emo boy, who needs a bang cut, gets picked on at school all because, you flame up, got fucked in tha ass, and now you walk with a strange strut, all tha females in ya family, will get banged up, sucky sucky 5 dollars, they nothin but sluts, sorry i had to end ya lyrical life, so abrupt, sittin in a coffin with ya eyes sown shut...and all ya organs missin, who can you trust, i can be in ya closet WAITING TO FUCK YOU UP YA BUTT. like

Haha, he thought he had me,
I don't fuck around can't you see?
I step back and invision,
your going down on your girl like its a misson,
but whats that?strange taste on your tounge,
aww shit my cum, now you done

aww shit you drank my cum?...you didnt have to do that but thank you son, growup like your father and dont be a bum, i fuck your mother continuosly because she always wants sum...so i hook her up with a lil baby gravy, just maybe shes crazy, a little lately, for wanting sperm, she says it so tasty, my raps are like time itself, you cant race me, if you try you lose, i dont want to hear you yell SAVE ME, its all right baby, here i will cure your craving, give you my liquid goo, mixed in with some pube shavings, and you gladly accept, like the dog you are, sit boy, fetch, THATS A GOOD DOG, SHHH, IT'LL BE OK, ITS YOUR MOTHERS FAULT, YOU TURNED UP FUCKED UP, DEAD, MISSIN YA JAW!

Your raps are pretty fierce, you got some bark, like a pitbull
But shit i'm like Mike Vick, you bout to be whipped,
Knock, knock i'm at the door,
you out laying on the floor,
all you feel is burning in your chest,
my glock done found you without your vest,
my goons tie you up,
I make you watch your girl give it up,
Then I cut her from neck to clit,
I don't give a shit,
Now, your crying, thinking whyd I run my mouth to a real boss,
I put my blunt out on your face, get in my whip and floss
As my 24s burn down the block,
my goon lets off his glock,
you got your wish I let you die.

Going to bed negro, peace.

wow, it takes you so long to come up with one little rap, ima show you fierce when i pull of my strap, stick to ya neck and then i start to blast bullets out tha chamber, go through you super fast, but i didnt kill ya, just paralyzed, so i can torture ya body and not hear you cry, the smell of burnt flesh is in me alive, like a cup of coffee in tha morning, it keeps me a strive....i go from ya entire family to all ya fake goons, pretty soon everybody you know is dead before noon, your all thats left in a hot ass room, awaken to dead bodies, AND TO YA DOOM.

peace.....

Just can't let it go, hes gotta keep jocking, "I kiled your whole family",
Nigga you ain't killing, your just a fat fucking pussy,
sitting behind a computer, sucking a dick.
Your rhymes are weak, same shit all week,
Somebody call the police,
this fat fucking pussy has had his pride beat

neither of you guys can do any better than you already have by regurgitating the same shit... same unoriginal subject matter. and indeed, I read that you said you were the best rapper in here... you must have forgotten about me when you said that

And you ask why i talk about murder on all my songs, because i could step out side, somebody pop off and im gone, but enough of that, my rhymes aint recycled, im tha best there ever was, simply because, i say one line and leave both yall faggots in tha dust, and i dont rap about money, cars, clothes or lust, its all about murder with me or determined whether i have to bust...over and over i murder both of yall, but yall come back, just to open ya jaws, suck my dick and lick on my balls, its marijane indeed, and my raps have no flaws.....im better then wayne, im better then game, im better then 50 cent, im better then hurricane...all them fake rappers, yes yall included, so yall try to diss me, i change ya mind frame, set you in flames and hit you like a train, get down and pray, because im driving you all INSANE!

lol now your coming at me... nigga, don't play yourself your rhymes aren't good, all you talk about is murder and you can't even make it sound good.

Indeed, what's up nigga why aren't you chilling cuz?
I hold you down and then you talk about feeding me slugs...
but I'm so hot, your just not, I'm like smoldering lava or lights above 100,000 watts
keep on talking bitch, but your rapping skills suck more than dick
your worse than shit, please man quit
only thing hood about you is the ONE OVER YOUR CLIT
I don't even need to write, I do better when I freestyle
fucking with me is a worse mistake then your preggo's child

so fall back

That was a borin move, you borin dude, my lyrics kill you off like foreign food, jam ya brain waves like four inch screws, beatin you down like 4 big dudes, im just gettin started, im not even a quarter inch through, and yet you complain about my rap because there all true, what tha hell was that, and bitch we were never cool, i held you down, you tryed to make me look like a fool, i stood up for you two, then you hit me with that first diss, to try and be cool.....but its not goin down tha way you envision, because my mindstate is in another dimension, on another level, my words are pimpin, your words are tha hoe, and you steady slippin, not payin up, but that aint stickin, talkin bout my child that aint gettin it, it aint hurtin me, all because you tippin.....oh and i will never fall back, im better then you in every way, and thats a stated fact, your without a trace, your trash, i hit you so fast it feels like a car crash, but im bout done here, but before i go, make sure you tell ya moms i want my MONEY HOE!