see/what i see is a bunch of ****in wannabee emcees/down on their knees/cuz its me their tryin to pleas/as i say these things/i wanna hear what yall got in reply to these things/cuz i'm mean/lean/and ready to breed/my name is leggacee and i'm a rap prodigey/aka nubreed/born to be an emcee/reppin big MT/so test me/arrest me/i wont come with anything less/see/than these bombs that i'm typing on this screen/you'l scream when you see me/cuz im white and the sun reflects off me/but you betta believe/while your readin this screen/that theres not a man out there that is hotta than me/that can spit these things/as fast as me
this dudes soft he writes **** with typin involved his styles soft like white tissue with wipin involved aint nobody like you at all only thing you good rappin your hand when you get in the stall im a wild animal clearin the land my flow contain flammable like aresol cans and all these cops think that dollars bad cause i hang out on front porches like american flags eyes doubled give me a shovel cause i buried him another loss on his record i give you joey harrington
you havnt beat anyone yet/exept yourself/while touchin your mommas breast/"up next,anyone think that they can defeat me,exept for this weak ass wannabe pussy,lets see, i dominate emcees like your mommy and me,wait to see,im blessed to be, the best ****in rapper sayin these things, you betta lose some wheight cus im hittin you with these pounds, you betta get some bandaides cus im steppin on you like a baseball mound, you dare step to the king give me the crown and just sit you lame ass down, i went to your mammas house last night and all the neighbors heard were moanin sounds, that was from when i was goin down, on your mom while she was gitten it on with your bitch while she was wearin a thong, the only thing longer that this song is my dong, the worst part about this site is they let you post your song, silly billy mutha ****a no one likes ya sept your brotha,and maybe your cell mate buba.
these mother****er are stupid they all love the cupid i kill morningdoves in the morning while they are soring while your ass is snoring ill put u all in casts you got no were to run u stuck with me no were to hide you better beg for mercy before i break your leg crush your ribs and u better put your bibs on ur all kids so beat me and i wont call yall pussys
that was easily the weakest **** i ever heard, pay attention and great **** you might learn, you are just yearning, to learn how i do this, insensitivley i spit **** that kills you bitches, whatch this and learn from it, i am practically your principle the way that im schoolin you, stay the **** off the mic and stop tryin to rymn cus ryhmin just aint your thang, maybe your thang involves ****in black guys with long chains and huge balls that hang low, so you can get your t-bag on, put your gloves on and dig in, its not a sin unless you ask for it agian.
Who are you? What's your story! Why do you try to find glory? You think that you rap like a bird, but I'm glad that I don't rap like you do, nerd! Go home and take a rest, your stilll a baby, and need to suck on your mothers breast!
So come back when your grown, but don't come alone, bring your phone, so you can call mam when you've been taken away by a cyclone.
come on dude i know you dont think that **** hot,ill give you 3 chanceses to get me ,bitch take your best shot,if your niggas haerd your freestlye on your block they would rock your knot, so if you dont stop this k will make you drop,and your ass cant freestle when your as get poped
You see I'm white too but I'm not as "cool" as you/Your so damn cool your like a f***in' ice cube/You start to melt away as soon as the sun hits ya/My lyrics flow so fast your ear drums start to blista/So mista, ya missed, i think ya moms commin to get ya/You better take a seat before you get too dizzy/Like a shaken can of soda you seem a little fizzy/Your throwin a hissy and your throwin a tissy/All because your girl said she'd rather kiss me/Do your self a favor and just stop typin/You better leave now so get to hitch-hikin!
your right...my girl probly does like kissen you more than me/probley cus I always force her to get down on her knees/and please me/while i'm beatin the ****in **** out her/whatch out here/i speak clear/you fear/your driven and steer clear/cus im near/as soon as i enter here/you leave in fear/cus its clear i already beat you dead/whos next/ whos ready to get knocked in tha head/ i leave em' dead whith what i said/ its almost over/ and your lyin in a puddle of mud/ face down/ just for fun/i hold your head down until you drown.
(DAT DAT BOMB aka JackHammer) F#@K restin in peace, I'll put you at peace with the rest!, when mess wit da best, hope you wearin a vest. Cuz I bust of da top of da dome, like a popular poem, forget a team man, cuz I can stop you ALONE!
they call me c free anit nobody sicker than me you must must be dumb tryin to **** with me so you need to get up outta the game cant you see anit none harder then harmony BITCH
they call me c free nobody sicker then me you must be dumb trying to **** with me so you gotta get up outta the game cause anit none harder then harmony
WHERE STRAIGHT UP WESTSIDE, AND WHERE DOWN FOR THE RIDE, TAKIN OFF MY SHIRT AND SHOWIN UP MY BROWN PRIDE, I AINT THE BROWNEST NIGGA,BUT I'M THE DOWNEST NIGGA, LIL'E, DROWZY, COMING AT YA PROUDLY FROM THE 208 AND CITY OF C, BLASTIN AWAY CHEEZERS AND SOMOKING ON TREES
NIGGA BETTA RECOGNIZE, CUZ ONE DAY I'LL BE ALL TELIVIZED, CUZ I'M GONNA DO SOMETHIN WITH MY LIFE, THREE KIDS BOM HOUSE WITH A FINE ASS WIFE.
KICKIN BACK OUTSIDE, CRUISIN IN MY NICE RIDE, SLACKIN OFF IN SCHOOL, WHILE YOU PLAY THE FOOL, GETTIN A'S AND B'S NEVER C'S AND D'S, THE THE TEACHERS PET, ONLY THE SCHOOLS BIGGEST THREAT, TAKIN GUNS TO SCHOOL, READY TO BLAST A FOOL, COMIN UP TO ME WITH THAT BUSTER SHIT, NIGGA CAN GET DOWN ON HIS KNEES AND SUCK MY DICK, CUZ I AIN'T HAVIN THAT SHIT, IF HE COMES OUTSIDE HIS BODYS GONNA GET LIT
Now look man, I would never diss my own friend, just to get some recognition. Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissin', look man ive been havin problems, so don’t make me take this **** out on u! And that’s right u better get back! But put yourself in my position and just try to envision, witnessin' your girlfriend poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen and bitching at us for no damn apparent reason. We keep tellin that bitch “Look I hope u know it’s the N-Crew ur talkin to”.
My whole life was about making me believe that I was sick when I wasn't. 'Til I grew up, now I blew up, doesn’t this make you sick to your stomach? What was the reason you made that CD for me? So you could try to justify the way you treated me? But guess what, you’re gettin' older now and it's cold in the bold world when daddy aint around probably of getting some ca-cash for u and mom, that’s cuz at every house that u lived in either kept getting broke into and robbed or shot up on the block! Me and my friend are growin' up so quick he's gonna know that you’re a freak! You see I always tried being nice and trying to give you the life that I never had. See what hurts me the most, is it that u wont admit you were wrong? So man let’s just keep doing the song, while u keep tellin' yourself that you were a “great friend”. But how dare you try to take what u never had. Look girl ur such selfish bitch, I hope you burn in hell for this ****!
visit n.y. and i'll bring you down to the ground with a pistol wip across your face i put a smile on your momma's face when she's sucking on my dick like you sucking her face
everytime your near a chick you get sprayed in the face with mace cuz your just a was'e of space
everyone knows i dont give a f**k everyone knows your rhymes really suck everyone knows that white aint kewl your just a fool dreaming with drool on your face looks like c*m in this case seeing that spl**dge on your cheek makes me think how weak your rhymes are guess i shouldnt have deep-t****ted you neck yesterday when i had it my way yea thats right your g*y
i can see it in those crappy lyrics where did you get them? probably off the 99cent rack
im the (pause) allah-bomba the great (pause) dalai llama of the (pause) rappers qualm'a (pause) girls goin down on my toma hawk missle every night and daya rappin with the number one indian playa cuz you know this boy aint white you never ever wanna mess with a shiite...
yea i know this sucks...buts its my first at a battle the first two parts are supposed to be said fast dont say the (pause)'s
im exceptionly great when i blow this mic/ill also be exceptional when i take yo life/ im a legacy when it comes to this ****/ your rhymes is unlegitimate,mines so damn sick/excellence takes skills and you have none/after this youll be so ashamed youll be at home praying like a nun
A WHITE RAPER A RAPER THATS WHITE THATS LIKE CASPER TRYING TO PUT UP A FIGHT YOU GOT A LOOSE FLOW, YO SHIT JUST ANTE TIGHT ME BATTLE YOU/ THATS HANDYCAP, THATS JUST ANTE RIGHT BUT YOU CAN TRY TO WIN AND GET BOOED BY FAMILY N FRIENDS YOU RAP, I BET U DONT KNOW WHAT A GANGSTA IS U WATCH VIDEOS, I NO U NO WHAT A WHANKSTA IS DONT WRITE BACK CAUSE IM 1 OF MANY/ AND GUNS WE GOT PLENTY YOU SEE AND I HAVE YOU WISHING LIKE LITTLE TIMMY. Eezzzzzy
yous a little nigga dun u couldnt get through this town youll be real lucky if you even get through this round.....see when i first started rappin and knew that talent was found....pack ya bags up theirs a new sherrif n town...but u gotta lot heart just for thankin u can stop me but ill have you runnin up the steps like rocky...so what u need 2 do is stop,look,and listen or ill have u swimmin up the creek where the cops is fishin.
quote: Originally posted by: Anonymous "yous a little nigga dun u couldnt get through this town youll be real lucky if you even get through this round.....see when i first started rappin and knew that talent was found....pack ya bags up theirs a new sherrif n town...but u gotta lot heart just for thankin u can stop me but ill have you runnin up the steps like rocky...so what u need 2 do is stop,look,and listen or ill have u swimmin up the creek where the cops is fishin.
im white 2 playait dont really matta / pocket swoll bankroll climin up this latta/ u can measure ur dick twice hommie thats the size of my cock/ ur girl call me fred cause i can make her bed rock/ holdin 2 45,s nickname quarter till three / im givin this **** 2 u cause im how u wanna be/ im white and signed on 2 biohazzad productions out of dc / flow on any hoe and make it seam easy / i dont dont talk **** 2 any cracker tryin/ but i do sort out any fakin azz cracker liein/ its not bout ur skin dog so get past being white / stay focused homie think bout what u write/ like pac said watch ur hommie and keep ur head up / and next time i halla nigga u betta say what up //////
i don't wanna rap, not now, but holy f*** guys, i saw s*** out there from 8 mile and other songs. i was just bored and wanted to c what ya'll had. but IT'S CALLED A FREESTYLE, that's when it comes from YOUR head. there was like 4 freestyles on there that WEREN'T heard b4. YOU ALL SUCK. WHY DON'T U ACTUALLY FREESTYLE, YOU GUYS R TYPING, THAT MEANS YOU HAVE FOREVER TO THINK ABOUT WHAT U TYPE, IT SHOULD BE GOOD, BUT IT'S REALLY NOT, JUST THOUGHT I SHOULD SAY THAT!!! PRACTICE OR SOMETHING MAN, DON'T STEAL RHYMES, THAT'S WACK AND GAY.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!
look bitch if yous was jus tryin to see what we all had, then u would replyed back, these people is real MCs cuz they rap with pen a pad, firstly yous jus a white boy, sayin **** u don even know or do, all you know n do is to go **** anotha white dude, bein white don go eiht the gansta imag, it shows u gota wanksta image, secondly u gota be from the ghetto, so, im sayin i come from a village, bitch, but i came up n i plan to stay up, cuz i deserve it, u know ya herd it, see i've been classed by and harrased by theses cuffs i need to get back at them blues in ma blue chucks, don say u gon pik a fight with me, bitch u don hav the guts, ill have ten shady figures ready to pull their triggers,bitch, ill hav em torture u like those bitches did the iraqi prisoners, i've got eyes faster than yo mama is in bed, so i knew u was comin for my moms, got her a nice hotel and put a transexual at her homes bed, made sure the lights were off, u took her panties off, when u thot u was licking a pussy u was licking a dick, stupid ass mother****er bet u was hard as a brick, ****, caught it on tape makin money from it on the internet, ull go down faster then a five dollar ho, when u messin with ma fo fo, and thats for sho sho, beatch, anyways... i was boerd wigga don start crying if havnt done so already
yo i may be white like a hot ****ing pipe but i can rap beter then u so dont be thinking wer alike with a ****ing mike so take a ****ing hicke before we get in a fight u probly think im right / yo u think whity over there is da 1 sayin **** /u are **** so eat **** mother ****er im outy /
some1 hand him some tissue cuz my main issue is to make it clear that an emcee that can beat me is real rare i cause static like a bomb scare a blunt is made to share and to know real emcee's are coming to cuz static with a pistol thats automatic you fake ****s need a lesson in life the streets is my wife i just tried to battle this white rapper and i jus left his rhyme book in the crapper. lol
wtf anonymes wtf is ure problem ..... i erote most of that **** nigga . anonymes who da **** are u il have a battle with u forew ure sit dis is badboymark and i started this ****ing posat ..... im raiting this site ....; ****yyyyyyyy naw im going to mikerap wer u can actualy rap
you see me in thes italizeze, bustin through ure computer screens, makin all those mother f*c*e*s, into a bunch of buckers, so if u gonna come up in my set, throwin up your colors, trying to represent, remember one thing when you hear a shot from the window, fired down like a moltened symbol, its me its me, no it aint no ali g..,and it for sure aint the boy from down the street, s oremember this and that everyday of your mother f-c-i-n lives, don't live to be suprised, by me F****** up ure set, and givin you, a memory, never to/feget
OMG ANY1 SEE THIS GUYZ RAPS THEY REALLY CHEESY... Man u couldnt be famous even if u had ur own show on tv... Eyyy yo dun b testing ma flow after i Killya.... This juss a start to my career like Michael's Thriller... SO watever shytt raps u got u can take it back.. Cuz even if i provided u with a beat and lyrics u couldnt drop a track.... Omg and wats this talk about u been a gangsta.... Man 2 u that word is made up like wen ppl call me a Lanksta... Ye man i Sri Lankan and I am tamil.... Wat u gonna do dawg insult me about ma rice and ma curry.... Say some shytt like dat and ill make the ambulance rush u away in a hurry.... Man i dont even noe y im hatin on u dawg we never even met.... BUt either way ur no match its like Mugsy Boggs vs. Kevin Garnett... I juss do this shytt to pass the time... u a wangsta never even seen ur prime... And how long did it take u 2 type up ur shytt.... Even though u copy and pasted half of it... But dun wrry man i wont tell ne1 i keep it a secret... But y u enter this forum im gonna make u regret it... Dun test ma flow son im the illest in Scartown... Somebody call the circus tell em we found dere missing clown...lolz... Man battle u catz is like stealing candy from a infant... Man i can freestyle over ur ass in an instant... Like more like Zeus rule over all your freestyling ass..... Man u juss a peagant im above 1st class.... F**k it yo deres no reason for me to talk so much... U already died cuz u never expected me to send such an andrelian rush...
the real diffrence between me and you!! Current mood: indescribable
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yo kid.. i know you wonder were i been, what its like in my past// i know one thing! you got time out while my mom beat my ass// your parents are still together.. i never met my real father and my mom never made things better// foster home to foster home from here to cali// family livin in our car on the streets and aly's// i went to sixteen schools and i bet you went to a total of four// always got in fights just cuz my family was poor// tried to explore new things and everywere i went i got shut out// growin up learnin what life was really all about// can you fathom watchin one step dad kill himself in front of you?// another shootin up with you right there in plain view?// i can because i did... its a ****ed up life aint it growin up being me as a kid// i wasnt tought right from wrong.. i had to learn them on my own// a ****in fellon before i was full grown.. at the age of sixteen thinkin jail was my only home// and you thought you might have known something about me// my past is ****ed up but i can say i live life proudley// and that is just a tip of the ice berg// so you can forget anything about me you ever heard// im spittin the facts on this track so you can get a feel for who i am before you hear it behind my back// and for those of you that lack brain cells for smokin crack bringin drama you like to attract get ready for the attack!// and this **** is real.. my life growin up learnin how pain feels// you couldnt numb **** like with by poppin twenty thousand pills// so now you know a lil bit of the real me// growin up livin life filthy peace im out like a jury findin me guilty!! ~Ragz~