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 Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 11:09 pm
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I got the whole battle here so read it all and then vote...
GK
Well here's ma rap, I call it "Golden Bars"
What U see is what U get, and what U get is what U see
When I look at U I get nothing, and thats all U'll ever be
But itz like staring into God when U look at me
I will bash thee, and smash thee, till there in none to bash me!!
I'm at the very top of tha game, no I ain't no lier
Even if I smoked a joint, I still couldn't get higher
Ya gurl's legs resemble 7-11, there always open 24-7
I keep ya gurl flipped out, giver a taste a heaven
Cus when she's wit U, she mine-as-well be in hell at the same time
Cuz Ur style's trash and U definitly can't ryhme
And if U don't believe me, just take a glance at ya Avy
The way U dressed him up was prepared real sadly
I'll take those two whips and give U a beating, gladly
When I'm done U'll need those bandages badly
U got an ugly set up, which I am not to fond
With Ur hair I heard of dirty yellow, but never shitty blonde
I see U tried to look gangster, is that U for real?
With those dark blue pants, and a T-shirt a light teal
I think Ur character is really just a front
Ur probobly a gay transexual, with a crusty c**t
To see Ur boyfriend disgusted must bring U a tear
But if he can't get into from the front, just c** in the rear
I'ma take U outta the picture, rip U out the frame
Cuz Ur like a rainy day, putting a frown on tha face of tha game
No one else is to blame
But U and a couple'a niggas I'm not gonna name
It was all fine till ya punk asses came
Ya'll all too much tha same
Spit'n stale ryhmes bout dumb s**t real lame
U just another lion in tha den that I'ma have to tame
If thought U was hot, U really looked at the scene wrong
U look about as good as a fat chick in a green thong
And while Ur at it get that b***h to sing U a song
Cuz when my bars go on longer than my Ding-Dong
U kno for sure that battle went on too long
So get that fat lady to sing so this battle can end now
And she'll listen cuz U kno Ur mom's the fat cow
A punk MC to beat me, I will not allow
This chinese showdown is done, bend over and bow
Nevermind, ******** chinses swords, ma mouth should be a gun
Cuz there's nothing in the world more leathal than my tounge
The fat b***h is over, Ur song's been sung
Oh wait thats ya gurl at ma door, the bell just rung!
"Hey gurl, I'm diss'n ya man and made'm look like a clown,
Cuz I'm Graphitty-King b***h, now go get me my crown!!"
C
LMAO, yessir afta reading ur verse, that was surely my reaction/
I can tell already, that out of all ur battles, theres 0 that you've ever won/
Nah,I don't have "fun", or ******** around when it comes to this rap buisness/
I ******** with real rappers, and with that, u obviously have no buisness/
Dam crowd, from tha otha whack asses, this p***k is no different/
Everyone here spits tha same bullshit n hiz lines show no difference/
Well, n00b, listen/
I'mma teach you somethin' real quick, mayb wen i'm done, u'll learn sum ish/
Rule Number one - when u kno u not, don't act like u sick/
Rule Number two - even when u are, don't act like u on tha same level as Flick/
Last But not least, 3, you will N-E-V-E-R out do me, so i advise u not to talk like u slick/
And ladies, listen to this/
Neva ******** wit this *****, he so p***y he CLITORIS/
Wut seperates us?, i'm tha s**t, ur jus.....s**t/
s**t, dis clown iz jus way too easy/
I jus s**t on these clownz way too easy, ya feelz me?/
If any one in here can see me, its not u, so please stop tryin'/
If anyone in here can get signed, its not u, so please stop rappin'/
Dam, Cripnicca you'll jus let anyone who claims they can rap in.../
GK, u'z a phony, a clown, jus jump in tha audience and get to clappin'/
Before i verbally get to clappin,then you end up clapped and/
...well, terrible types of things'll happen/
n i doubt u want that to happen/
dammit, when i'm done even Cripnicca'll say "Now thats wuts CRACKIN,cuz"/
I got a reputation, u barely have a buzz/
I'm a icon type, ur somethin nobody luvs/
ur a nobody, plus, ur spineless, u can't handle things like drama/
I draw a vivid n dark picture for ya punk a**, look all, now i'm tha graffiti king,dam, ha-ha! /
GK
First let me say that what U can tell from ma verses is raw skill
A little something I bathe in and U never will
I wish U would calm down and take a chill pill
But if U hungry for a loss I'd be happy to give U a fill
U can keep to clapp'n and I'll get to the rapp'n
Rapp'n ain't enough yo? Then we get to tha slapp'n
Get U with that hit stick, like in John Madden
Take U outta this world, like ya existance never happend
A crew of idiots is where U reside from
***** U ain't E-40, no need to go "Dumb"
But me and 40 got someth'n in commmon though
We both let U kno, when itz time to "Go!"
No need to continue, no reason to be retarted
This battle was sadly over before it started
Don't think I forgot ya gurl, to get her is my duty
I ran up and said I wanna "Get wit U and Dat Booty"
She ain't fight back neitha, she adored it truly
She fell in luv wit tha swagga that flows all through me
Like I said already U just a hater, a non-relator
U can borrow ma checks so U can see more than minimun wage on paper
U think U hard now talk'n bout sex and murders
We'll see if U still hard in 30 years flip'n ma burgers
"Yeah, Get me one'a them Big Macs, wit extra sauce."
"Yes Mr.Graphitty sir, U kno Ur the boss."
Got U talk'n like a b***h now, take'n ma orders
The game is America, better not cross the borders
But being the dunce U are, U still went and did it too
Stepped into my territory unprepared , I can't believe U
Let me give U a list of things to never do <******** with me is one, and I'ma bout to give U two
Never ******** wit a MC who CAN really ryhme,
I just wouldn't waste the time
But I got plenty hours to make millions while U make dimes
U can't rap, Ur crap, only equivilant to s**t
Maybe after U lose I can help U a bit
Tell U to buy that $10.00 "Wack MC's Helper Kit"
But if U flip'n, for a live'n that should take a while to git
I get an 11 from 10 if ya'll niggas start rate'n, see
I got plenty buisness wit tha game, I been made ma reservation, B
And itz not gonna stop cuz niggas wanna start hate'n, a G
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If U wanna pass this G, U gonna have to pay a fee
Cuz see I'm like a bridge *****, but U won't cross me
Don't get mad at ya Daddy and get all too tense
Wait, I would have been ya dad but the dog was first over the fence
Hey I got a site I made for U, DogDaddy's_BitchMama's.com
That wasn't ya dog U was walk'n, man that was ya mom!!!
"Graphitty-King bent me up, man my head is twisted
He's the real reason why they call me Conflicted!!"
C
This ***** really thinks he can spit....I have no words for that/
Now I'mma have'ta rip him proper, quick....He'll say no words passed that/
How u dropped a verse afta me n, still, i get tha last laugh?/
Like "lol, this f**"/
Yea, your career's in tha bag...well a body bag/
Straight Big Toe Tagged/
No Sav,Flows bad,and thats so sad/
Like dag,baby face, is this your idea of a skilled MC,welp no wonder/
Cuz it's known Baby face's skills ain't exactly Hot Either/
GK claims to be sumpthin of a gangsta or a thug, but its known he's not Neither/
Of a Rapper, you have none of the features/
U Skeezer, the only BEATIN ur involved wit is that hand ta d**k procedure, "AH SKEET SKEET",yeah/
It'd be an honor for me to say this queer is my peer, ain't that rite/
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"Yeah, Get me one'a them Big Macs, wit extra sauce."
"Yes Mr.Graphitty sir, U kno Ur the boss."
ma nig, you forgot to add me sayin, "******** that, Psyche"/
Ya Skills iz spoiled fruit, they not ripe, no hype, soft like wet wipes n dats tha true reality/
GK's a b***h, a snitch, and a p***y, dam, call that a split personality/
Judgin by your mentality, u prolly think you got this already won, but this ain't it/
A lyricist? incorrect p***k, az a MC,verbally your at best...basic/
Really, use 30 bars for HIM?!, Thats a collection of 60 LINES WASTED!!/
A birth-right failure, Face it,Embrace it your vocab's poor,thats for sure my dude/
And incase it hasn't occured to you, I'm a bit out of your league/
The Navy, Tha A - Team, a bit of backup from them u will need/
You dasturdly deed, this b*****d'll be, lying in tha Triple H infirmary/
Betta yet he'll be lying in a damaged way, a crippled case, a memory/
Your prey too me, Graphitti King, career cut short like attacked by a guillotine,a rap wannabe/
Honestly, listen up good, i'mma speak tha truth, fam/
and, I'm not gonna toot my own horn any longer, f** it, its facts i'mma rapper, you, its facts your a fan/
yung lad, I'm not a G, but i kno one when i see one and you ain't bout wut u say you bout ,sad/
You neva held grams, you have no stacks or grands, you ain't ******** ma gurl at all,you cattle/
Hell, If theres anything you've ********, its YOURSELF out of WINNING THIS BATTLE/
Tattle Tale, ya Tale's Tattled,n from me, you'll get no respect or applauds/
dam fraud, phony, your a shame to tha rap game, & i wont allow you to represent this Genre/
You've lied and cheated for whatever rep u have, so take this as paybak, karma/
Your not tru to us or urself when u rhyme, so real, u can't be son/
Crowd, think about it....Medio-Jin,Crip,Babyface, look at him, are you really willing to call someone who spits bold face lies to get a reaction your CHAMPION?!/
I can't let that be done.../
GK
"Understand?"
I keep the verses come'n and the flow stays steady
This ma last round and itz crazy so get ready....
Yeah U right, I don't hold grams but I hold tons
Think U ball'n when U throw money up but U kno they just ones
And for every one dollar U have thats an ounce of skill with me
But seeing as how U a broke a** ***** I wouldn't be that great would I be?
Medio-Jin was right about me,
Like a true pro, I rock the M-I-C
These verses are invisible to all niggas who can't see
See through the distorted existance and ya fake reality
U live in a lie *****, what part of that do U not understand?
Like U a kid at Disney world to long, time to step outta fantasy land
And don't ever f*ck'n talk about BabyFace Thug, he a true ***** do'n his thing
I'ma be his mentor and take him under ma wing
Give him aid cuz thats what he needs, and not to mention deserves it
And U deserve an a** whipping and now U've earned it!!
He gives people the credit owed for ryhmes they spit
Take a lesson from him and learn some respect and s**t
Nevermind that, from U we don't need respect or any applauds
Better act like a VCR remote and press the button labeled "pause"
Now press "rewind" far back and think about who U went and dissed, B
Like Jesus my birth was a miricle and I continue to make history
Let me grab a bible and write down ya story
Title it "The Stupid ***** Who Stood Before Me"
I'll only needed a paragraph, I told the truth and never lied
I just summed up the story "He lived, challenged me and died...."
Understand I don't need backup, I'm my own army
When U equip with skills like this *****, no man can harm me
Especially U dog, I'm like a show case diamond U can't touch
And let me shine in my prime brighter than U, like as such
The diamond U thought U were turned out to be just some granite
A mesily pebble, "worthless" is what I brand it
U cannot beat me dude, I've already defeated two
And I'll mark up the board three when I'm through wit U
My ryhmes are more like fruit from the Tree of Knowledge and I've just been eaten
Now I'll kick ya a** out the game like it was the garden of Eden
My ryhmes can control and overwhelm weak minds like a subliminal
Ur name has to be Addy cuz U've been hit and struck by a smooth criminal
I take it back to Michael Jackson, to him I'm a true fan
Nobody thinks Ur good, Ur just play'n Urself man
No I think Ur the cattle, and U just wait'n for tha grinder
We'll see if I ain't got a d*ck when ya gurl feel 10 inches behind her
Yeah I bet U have no words, I leave MC's speechless
And ma s**t is so good U'll be mute once U read this
My ryhmes are basic? Did U even reread Ur diss
I've made better ryhmes at public urinals when I piss
Ma ryhmes are all too vain and vici-ous
Blow ya brain out tha socket cuz my shots don't miss
The bars are the bullets and I'm the convic. lyricist
I rule with not only words but back it up wit an iron fist
Constantly writing verses going from ma arm to the wrist
I also write down punks to beat and Ur name's been officially, crossed off the list
C
Alrite, now look whose gettin cocky?/
Think's he's a BEAST like TAZ/
well,MASTURBATION couldn't BEAT me/
so wut CHANCE do YOU have?/
dumb lad, ofcourse you came here to spit/
Too make a complete a** of YOURSELF/
that YOU COULDN'T RESIST/
and ladies listen to this/
Neva ******** wit dis *****,he so p***y he CLITORIS/
You ditz, you dummy, you idiot/
Ain't none of your punchlines HARD/
It's like your whole rhyme scheme's IMPUDENT/
His rappin' days,i put an end-to-it/
Serious, ya style is hedious.../
Come one, Come all, come witness!/
Tha first DIARRHEA RAPPER/
All he ever SPITS is WEAK s**t/
Punk, peep dis, i'mma make u realize/
Go reread YOUR verses over/
See? your in no position to criticize/
Not me, not Mak, the list goes on and multiplies/
Your living waste, something the world denies/
Make a thread askin people how sick you iz/
watch you get No replies/
Open Ya eyez, the only time you should "SPIT"/
is at the dentist's office/
becase under any other case/
you will get no profit/
Your one of the best?, HA/
you must be a comic/
go get a clue/
and get it soon,/
so you can see ya shits terrible/
Spit somethin' of a challenge/
Please, I dare you too/
and not to be rude/
but how hard is it to spell "you", dude?/
Hmm, let me be-U/
See things the way U-view/
dam,i'm havin' gay thoughts already/
is dis the true-U?/
phew, typin like dis/
fans that U-gon' have, few/
and at battlin'/
U-won't get very far, too/
spitten tha way U-do/
so why don't U-go spit sumwhere else/
and U-TURN ya a** out of here before U-LOSE/
Get ya brain bruised, make your cerebrum dissolve/
Dude can't make a decent PUNCH-LINE without KOOL-AID INVOLVED/
GK thinks he's winnin' by a long shot/
pssh, tha ordacity of it all!/
You can fite, but not brawl/
so now your ending awaits/
This thread is your grave/
Come child, come to your fate!/
Rite there, Just like that/
GK's ERASED/
removed from tha EQUATION/
like a ********' PENCIL MISTAKE/
IF ANYONE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING:
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Think's he's a BEAST like TAZ/
*tazmanian devil lol, cartoon character for ya'll dat dun kno ya looney toons
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well,MASTURBATION couldn't BEAT me/
so wut CHANCE do YOU have?/
*Y'know beating off = masturbation
beating a person in a battle, shuld make sense.
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Neva ******** wit dis *****,he so p***y he CLITORIS/
You ditz, you dummy, you idiot/
*Saying someones a p***y = he's a punk
so saying he's clitoris, another private part of a girl, i'm saying he's a super duper punk
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Ain't none of your punchlines HARD/
It's like your whole rhyme scheme's IMPUDENT/
*Impudent - your p***s is almost indefinitly n permanently soft, impudent rhyme scheme = soft bars n punchlines, not hard
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Tha first DIARRHEA RAPPER/
All he ever SPITS is WEAK s**t/
*Diarrhea = weak s**t, not hard
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Open Ya eyez, the only time you should "SPIT"/
is at the dentist's office/
*Dentist asks u to spit after rinsing during a checkup
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Dude can't make a decent PUNCH-LINE without KOOL-AID INVOLVED/
*Punch-line = a punchline to diss a rapper
Punch-line = when you serve punch at a party n theres a long line, a punch-line lol , tha punch is usually fruit punch or kool-aid if ya ghetto lol.
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GK's ERASED/
removed from tha EQUATION/
like a ********' PENCIL MISTAKE/
*Picture u doin math equations, u make a mistake n u erase it basically lol.
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 11:21 pm
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Graphitty-King Yo Conflicted, I set up some rules yo 1. Only a max of 30 bars, or Ur diss will be void!!!! 2. We will have 3 rounds 3. U can either go first and end or I can go first and I'll end 4. No limit to votes, just highest in 3 weeks will win 5. I'll put up 250 gold but U have to too, then we can get it started
iight but highest in 2 days will win,3 weeks is waaay to much
and actually i'm good for as high as 11,500G
so u dun have to worry bout tha gold.
U can go first n end it.
I will put ma verse up tamarra, i'mma sleep rite now lol.
u can drop tonite, it's on! cool . |
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 11:14 am
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Fine then lets raise the stakes, I'll put up whatever, but I'm bout to buy somthing so don't make the price too high and U can put up however much U want. There more the better
Well here's ma rap, I call it "Golden Bars"
What U see is what U get, and what U get is what U see
When I look at U I get nothing, and thats all U'll ever be
But itz like staring into God when U look at me
I will crash thee, and smash thee, till there in none to bash me!!
I'm at the very top of tha game, no I ain't no lier
Even if I smoked a joint, I still couldn't get higher
Ya gurl's legs resemble 7-11, there always open 24-7
I keep ya gurl flipped out, giver a taste a heaven 4laugh
Cus when she's wit U, she mine-as-well be in hell at the same time
Cuz Ur style's trash and U definitly can't ryhme
And if U don't believe me, just take a glance at ya Avy
The way U dressed him up was prepared real sadly
I'll take those two whips and give U a beating, gladly
When I'm done U'll need those bandages badly
U got an ugly set up, which I am not to fond
With Ur hair I heard of dirty yellow, but never shitty blonde neutral
I see U tried to look gangster, is that U for real?
With those dark blue pants, and a T-shirt a light teal
I think Ur character is really just a front
Ur probobly a gay transexual, with a crusty c**t
To see Ur boyfriend disgusted must bring U a tear cry
But if he can't get into from the front, just c** in the rear
I'ma take U outta the picture, rip U out the frame
Cuz Ur like a rainy day, putting a frown on tha face of tha game
No one else is to blame
But U and a couple'a niggas I'm not gonna name
It was all fine till ya punk asses came
Ya'll all too much tha same
Spit'n stale ryhmes bout dumb s**t real lame
U just another lion in tha den that I'ma have to tame
If thought U was hot, U really looked at the scene wrong
U look about as good as a fat chick in a green thong
And while Ur at it get that b***h to sing U a song
Cuz when my bars go on longer than my Ding-Dong
U kno for sure that battle went on too long
So get that fat lady to sing so this battle can end now
And she'll listen cuz U kno Ur mom's the fat cow
A punk MC to beat me, I will not allow
This chinese showdown is done, bend over and bow
Nevermind, ******** chinses swords, ma mouth should be a gun
Cuz there's nothing in the world more leathal than my tounge
The fat b***h is over, Ur song's been sung
Oh wait thats ya gurl at ma door, the bell just rung!
"Hey gurl, I'm diss'n ya man and made'm look like a clown,
Cuz I'm Graphitty-King b***h, now go get me my crown!!" twisted
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 6:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 10:17 pm
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Graphitty-King Fine then lets raise the stakes, I'll put up whatever, but I'm bout to buy somthing so don't make the price too high and U can put up however much U want. There more the better Well here's ma rap, I call it "Golden Bars" What U see is what U get, and what U get is what U see When I look at U I get nothing, and thats all U'll ever be But itz like staring into God when U look at me I will bash thee, and smash thee, till there in none to bash me!! I'm at the very top of tha game, no I ain't no lier Even if I smoked a joint, I couldn't still couldn't get higher Ya gurl's legs resemble 7-11, there always open 24-7 I keep ya gurl flipped out, giver a taste a heaven 4laugh Cus when she's wit U, she mine-as-well be in hell at the same time Cuz Ur style's trash and U definitly can't ryhme And if U don't believe me, just take a glance at ya Avy The way U dressed him up was prepared real sadly I'll take those two whips and give U a beating, gladly When I'm done U'll need those bandages badly U got an ugly set up, which I am not to fond With Ur hair I heard of dirty yellow, but never shitty blonde neutral I see U tried to look gangster, is that U for real? With those dark blue pants, and a T-shirt a light teal I think Ur character is really just a front Ur probobly a gay transexual, with a crusty c**t To see Ur boyfriend disgusted must bring U a tear cry But if he can't get into from the front, just c** in the rear I'ma take U outta the picture, rip U out the frame Cuz Ur like a rainy day, putting a frown on tha face of tha game No one else is to blame But U and a couple'a niggas I'm not gonna name It was all fine till ya punk asses came Ya'll all too much tha same Spit'n stale ryhmes bout dumb s**t real lame U just another lion in tha den that I'ma have to tame If thought U was hot, U really looked at the scene wrong U look about as good as a fat chick in a green thong And while Ur at it get that b***h to sing U a song Cuz when my bars go on longer than my Ding-Dong U kno for sure that battle went on too long So get that fat lady to sing so this battle can end now And she'll listen cuz U kno Ur mom's the fat cow A punk MC to beat me, I will not allow This chinese showdown is done, bend over and bow Nevermind, ******** chinses swords, ma mouth should be a gun Cuz there's nothing in the world more leathal than my tounge The fat b***h is over, Ur song's been sung Oh wait thats ya gurl at ma door, the bell just rung! "Hey gurl, I'm diss'n ya man and made'm look like a clown, Cuz I'm Graphitty-King b***h, now go get me my crown!!" twisted
LMAO, yessir afta reading ur verse, that was surely my reaction/
I can tell already, that out of all ur battles, theres 0 that you've ever won/
Nah,I don't have "fun", or ******** around when it comes to this rap buisness/
I ******** with real rappers, and with that, u obviously have no buisness/
Dam crowd, from tha otha whack asses, this p***k is no different/
Everyone here spits tha same bullshit n hiz lines show no difference/
Well, n00b, listen/
I'mma teach you somethin' real quick, mayb wen i'm done, u'll learn sum ish/
Rule Number one - when u kno u not, don't act like u sick/
Rule Number two - even when u are, don't act like u on tha same level as Flick/
Last But not least, 3, you will N-E-V-E-R out do me, so i advise u not to talk like u slick/
And ladies, listen to this/
Neva ******** wit this *****, he so p***y he CLITORIS/
Wut seperates us?, i'm tha s**t, ur jus.....s**t/
s**t, dis clown iz jus way too easy/
I jus s**t on these clownz way too easy, ya feelz me?/
If any one in here can see me, its not u, so please stop tryin'/
If anyone in here can get signed, its not u, so please stop rappin'/
Dam, Cripnicca you'll jus let anyone who claims they can rap in.../
GK, u'z a phony, a clown, jus jump in tha audience and get to clappin'/
Before i verbally get to clappin,then you end up clapped and/
...well, terrible types of things'll happen/
n i doubt u want that to happen/
dammit, when i'm done even Cripnicca'll say "Now thats wuts CRACKIN,cuz"/
I got a reputation, u barely have a buzz/
I'm a icon type, ur somethin nobody luvs/
ur a nobody, plus, ur spineless, u can't handle things like drama/
I draw a vivid n dark picture for ya punk a**, look all, now i'm tha graffiti king,dam, ha-ha! xd / |
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 9:42 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:57 am
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Conflicted Graphitty-King Fine then lets raise the stakes, I'll put up whatever, but I'm bout to buy somthing so don't make the price too high and U can put up however much U want. There more the better Well here's ma rap, I call it "Golden Bars" What U see is what U get, and what U get is what U see When I look at U I get nothing, and thats all U'll ever be But itz like staring into God when U look at me I will bash thee, and smash thee, till there in none to bash me!! I'm at the very top of tha game, no I ain't no lier Even if I smoked a joint, I couldn't still couldn't get higher Ya gurl's legs resemble 7-11, there always open 24-7 I keep ya gurl flipped out, giver a taste a heaven 4laugh Cus when she's wit U, she mine-as-well be in hell at the same time Cuz Ur style's trash and U definitly can't ryhme And if U don't believe me, just take a glance at ya Avy The way U dressed him up was prepared real sadly I'll take those two whips and give U a beating, gladly When I'm done U'll need those bandages badly U got an ugly set up, which I am not to fond With Ur hair I heard of dirty yellow, but never shitty blonde neutral I see U tried to look gangster, is that U for real? With those dark blue pants, and a T-shirt a light teal I think Ur character is really just a front Ur probobly a gay transexual, with a crusty c**t To see Ur boyfriend disgusted must bring U a tear cry But if he can't get into from the front, just c** in the rear I'ma take U outta the picture, rip U out the frame Cuz Ur like a rainy day, putting a frown on tha face of tha game No one else is to blame But U and a couple'a niggas I'm not gonna name It was all fine till ya punk asses came Ya'll all too much tha same Spit'n stale ryhmes bout dumb s**t real lame U just another lion in tha den that I'ma have to tame If thought U was hot, U really looked at the scene wrong U look about as good as a fat chick in a green thong And while Ur at it get that b***h to sing U a song Cuz when my bars go on longer than my Ding-Dong U kno for sure that battle went on too long So get that fat lady to sing so this battle can end now And she'll listen cuz U kno Ur mom's the fat cow A punk MC to beat me, I will not allow This chinese showdown is done, bend over and bow Nevermind, ******** chinses swords, ma mouth should be a gun Cuz there's nothing in the world more leathal than my tounge The fat b***h is over, Ur song's been sung Oh wait thats ya gurl at ma door, the bell just rung! "Hey gurl, I'm diss'n ya man and made'm look like a clown, Cuz I'm Graphitty-King b***h, now go get me my crown!!" twisted LMAO, yessir afta reading ur verse, that was surely my reaction/ I can tell already, that out of all ur battles, theres 0 that you've ever won/ Nah,I don't have "fun", or ******** around when it comes to this rap buisness/ I ******** with real rappers, and with that, u obviously have no buisness/ Dam crowd, from tha otha whack asses, this p***k is no different/ Everyone here spits tha same bullshit n hiz lines show no difference/ Well, n00b, listen/ I'mma teach you somethin' real quick, mayb wen i'm done, u'll learn sum ish/ Rule Number one - when u kno u not, don't act like u sick/ Rule Number two - even when u are, don't act like u on tha same level as Flick/ Last But not least, 3, you will N-E-V-E-R out do me, so i advise u not to talk like u slick/ And ladies, listen to this/ Neva ******** wit this *****, he so p***y he CLITORIS/ Wut seperates us?, i'm tha s**t, ur jus.....s**t/ s**t, dis clown iz jus way too easy/ I jus s**t on these clownz way too easy, ya feelz me?/ If any one in here can see me, its not u, so please stop tryin'/ If anyone in here can get signed, its not u, so please stop rappin'/ Dam, Cripnicca you'll jus let anyone who claims they can rap in.../ GK, u'z a phony, a clown, jus jump in tha audience and get to clappin'/ Before i verbally get to clappin,then you end up clapped and/ ...well, terrible types of things'll happen/ n i doubt u want that to happen/ dammit, when i'm done even Cripnicca'll say "Now thats wuts CRACKIN,cuz"/ I got a reputation, u barely have a buzz/ I'm a icon type, ur somethin nobody luvs/ ur a nobody, plus, ur spineless, u can't handle things like drama/ I draw a vivid n dark picture for ya punk a**, look all, now i'm tha graffiti king,dam, ha-ha! xd /
First let me say that what U can tell from ma verses is raw skill
A little something I bathe in and U never will
I wish U would calm down and take a chill pill
But if U hungry for a loss I'd be happy to give U a fill
U can keep to clapp'n and I'll get to the rapp'n
Rapp'n ain't enough yo? Then we get to tha slapp'n
Get U with that hit stick, like in John Madden
Take U outta this world, like ya existance never happend
A crew of idiots is where U reside from
***** U ain't E-40, no need to go "Dumb"
But me and 40 got someth'n in commmon though
We both let U kno, when itz time to "Go!" arrow
No need to continue, no reason to be retarted
This battle was sadly over before it started
Don't think I forgot ya gurl, to get her is my duty
I ran up and said I wanna "Get wit U and Dat Booty"
She ain't fight back neitha, she adored it truly
She fell in luv wit tha swagga that flows all through me
Like I said already U just a hater, a non-relator
U can borrow ma checks so U can see more than minimun wage on paper
U think U hard now talk'n bout sex and murders
We'll see if U still hard in 30 years flip'n ma burgers
"Yeah, Get me one'a them Big Macs, wit extra sauce."
"Yes Mr.Graphitty sir, U kno Ur the boss."
Got U talk'n like a b***h now, take'n ma orders
The game is America, better not cross the borders
But being the dunce U are, U still went and did it too
Stepped into my territory unprepared , I can't believe U
Let me give U a list of things to never ******** with me is one, and I'ma bout to give U two
Never ******** wit a MC who CAN really ryhme,
I just wouldn't waste the time
But I got plenty hours to make millions while U make dimes
U can't rap, Ur crap, only equivilant to s**t
Maybe after U lose I can help U a bit
Tell U to buy that $10.00 "Wack MC's Helper Kit"
But if U flip'n, for a live'n that should take a while to git
I get an 11 from 10 if ya'll niggas start rate'n, see
I got plenty buisness wit tha game, I been made ma reservation, B
And itz not gonna stop cuz niggas wanna start hate'n, a G
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If U wanna pass this G, U gonna have to pay a fee
Cuz see I'm like a bridge *****, but U won't cross me
Don't get mad at ya Daddy and get all too tense
Wait, I would have been ya dad but the dog was first over the fence
Hey I got a site I made for U, DogDaddy's_BitchMama's.com
That wasn't ya dog U was walk'n, man that was ya mom!!! xd
"Graphitty-King bent me up, man my head is twisted
He's the real reason why they call me Conflicted!!" |
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 11:02 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 5:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 5:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 5:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 6:00 pm
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Conflicted lol tha hell, not to tute ma own horn but I got this, i'mma post ma reply either tonite or tomorrow, been busy but thats done. Babyface Thug that was a good one. i might have voted Flicky but... Graphy is the best on the forums. Plus Flicky used LFMAO. noone should use that. Graphy Not to steal a vote, vote for him at the end if you want but i'm sayin tho, you shouldn't vote on someone becuase there considered something like tha best or really good, thats unfair. You vote on how much skill they put out during that time of that battle, ya feel me.
U got a point |
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 6:19 pm
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Graphitty-King Conflicted lol tha hell, not to tute ma own horn but I got this, i'mma post ma reply either tonite or tomorrow, been busy but thats done. Babyface Thug that was a good one. i might have voted Flicky but... Graphy is the best on the forums. Plus Flicky used LFMAO. noone should use that. Graphy Not to steal a vote, vote for him at the end if you want but i'm sayin tho, you shouldn't vote on someone becuase there considered something like tha best or really good, thats unfair. You vote on how much skill they put out during that time of that battle, ya feel me. U got a point
woah woah who said he the best |
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