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

niggas need to stop talking about guns and shit if they don't have business with them... when you rap, you talk about your life and experience, it's an extension of yourself. don't front because when your in the presence of someone who deals with that shit, they will check you and you WILL look like a lying wannabe. keep it real

ha! if you only knew.... what was true and what was false, den i wouldn't have to read this and listen to your bullshit talk!

ijustgrowGREEN said:

ha! if you only knew.... what was true and what was false, den i wouldn't have to read this and listen to your bullshit talk!

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I can weed out the fake from the real, don't come at me son I'll demolish you and I wish I didn't have to type it so we could see what you do off the dome

I smoke i toke and sometimes i choke but ive never been as high as ur mom in the sky lol

lmao! thats funny.^^^

everybody pull up a seat, listen to tha words that speak, never been spoken before by a more wicked mc, im greater then you think, im greater then you see, tha best internet rapper that ever lved free, i accept any battles, i smash ya words like gravels, you can see me, everywhere, because my words are down to travel, alway to space, and back around to ya face, smacked with tha lyrics, at an alarming rate, i dont pace myself, because i live in hell, but they kicked me out and threw me under the jail, no money to make bail, rap is my holy grail, broke out of prison, and yes im leavin a bloody trail, ima warrior on tha mic, and in real life, always down to fight, so FUCK YOU ALL AND HAVE A HELLISH GOOD NIGHT. ANY ACCEPTORS?

Whos better then me!? No one, i will shut everyone down!!!!!

indeed.... yo, yo rhymes is FAT, but your boy mahlye is whack! wants to know what i could do off the dome, i'd tear dat hoe up before she even got a chance
to leave her home! leave it alone! walk away mahlye while you still can, you cant step in da octagon wit a real fuckin man! i'd eat you for break time bitch, you cant even make it to lunch! n when i'm done, i might take yo skank mom to brunch. ha! n feed her that dick, ohhh, but wait, dats yo shit! dats your job, gobblin cock, so nasty HOE, but you cant stop! you is sick off da dick, but you cant quit! i'll crush you on da internet, crush you on da streets, crush you to death wit these every day beats! now can you feel the heat?!?!? i make NARC's like you disappear, you aint even close to my level, did i make that clear? did that get through to your dome? yo, should i just leave this girly TRICK alone? or should i keep smashin and crushin him like he deserve, we know he's a chump, but he's gotta learn! LMAO !!!

green, honestly, i know you aint talking to me...marijane, is gonna shut you down indeed, stop while your ahead please, with them candy ass rhymes, you aint a criminal with subliminal lines, ya names green like lime, cuz everytime i spit and rip a dime, you get sick with it, you bitch your mine, even if you wasnt referring to me, i still put you in tha ground virtually, its kinda scary having me talk shit, cuz im serious enough to rip off ya moms clit, and stick it in a jar full of piss and beg her to cry, look at the sky and pray bitch, and mahly, dog, i got yo back, because green is full of crap, with a back pack full of wack raps, you dont pick on people, did ya moms teach ya lessons off in ya own little world, and im settin an example for these petty ass fake mcs, come fuck with me, please i beg, cuz its marijaneindeed. ANY ACCEPTORS, I WILL SHUT YOU DOWN!

marijaneindeed said:

green, honestly, i know you aint talking to me...marijane, is gonna shut you down indeed, stop while your ahead please, with them candy ass rhymes, you aint a criminal with subliminal lines, ya names green like lime, cuz everytime i spit and rip a dime, you get sick with it, you bitch your mine, even if you wasnt referring to me, i still put you in tha ground virtually, its kinda scary having me talk shit, cuz im serious enough to rip off ya moms clit, and stick it in a jar full of piss and beg her to cry, look at the sky and pray bitch, and mahly, dog, i got yo back, because green is full of crap, with a back pack full of wack raps, you dont pick on people, did ya moms teach ya lessons off in ya own little world, and im settin an example for these petty ass fake mcs, come fuck with me, please i beg, cuz its marijaneindeed. ANY ACCEPTORS, I WILL SHUT YOU DOWN!

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marjaneindeed thinks hes mister rap supreme but he aint spittin nothin out cept stems and seeds and they blow away just like the breeze your just a wack emcee and i will set an example your just a ticket stub caught up in a raffle just another fool that lost the battle another soldier carried home in his saddle your rhymes are full of piss that dont even exist talkin about rippin off some womans clit are you a bitch?? with some floopy tits that hang down to ya wrist? man get a grip your rhymes arent even legit you write em down like a little kid then post it on the internet i hope this got ya pussy wet im waitin for an attack and i got my bulletproof vest ready to charge at you and rip apart your flesh

all you smokers need to quit bitchin over whos better and whos twitching in the dirt like a trap ill catch ya on your block and put u in a stretcher my rhymes are whack but i speak the truth u fuckers cant reach me cause im on the roof of the world my verses are sick just ask ya mom after she takes my dick bitch you cant stop me ur boys cant drop me peace bitches

Kushking, my raps are full of steroids, your raps are full of blank voids, you step to my thrown you bound to get destroyed, its very simple, the way my raps get you mind crippled, like you a born mental, you tried, but your lyrics died, all because one reason, i replied.

yo indeed, dat rap was fuckin gay, i'm drunk and stoned and still do dis shit better than you everyday! i gave you a chance, i tried to give you props, but den you talk shit like you talkin to da cops! yo skillz is ok, but dey get killed by killaz like me everyday! my rhymes is fatter, my lyrics more intelligent open up a book and you might learn what's relevant! so yo case is irrelevant, and yo life is too, niggaz in da street is just happy dey dont have to be you! you aint got nobody's back! what you gonna do, throw a bitch slap from da back of da pack? ima blast you and your fuckin boy too, 1 shot 1 kill when we runnin through yo whole crew!

green, your raps are retarded, like unknown regions, uncharted, i dont give a fuck bout you so lets get it started, everything i write is relevent im fuckin ya girl even though she claim selabent, you aint about shit, therefore im tellin this, think you got skills.....you do?....naw not forreal, keep telling ya self this as you pop another pill, then you get dependant and think you can kill....but see the truth is, your rhymes are useless, sad inside, because ya dad was abusive, he smacked up moms, said a few bombs, you got mad and a little head strong, so one day you came home, and he gave you the wrong tone, thought you could stand to a man, but you was dead wrong, im sorry son, here hit this bong, ease your pain, and suck my shlong, now this aint my best, but its better then all your rest, nobodies better, if so i will put two to my chest, now son thats a promise, ya rhymes make me vomit, so please son STOP IT.

KushKing blew smoke rings in ya face n what you gonna do? said yo whole rhyme scheme is fulla seeds, just like the bud that you smoke, bitch please! step da fuck down from da stage, you got killed n i cant re-arrange.... da fact that you got smoked like a fat blunt, you is a joke dude, and you got a fat cunt! HOE! please! you lick balls like N-U-T-S ! holla!! if you want yo nuts sucked, dis bitch will do it fo a dolla ! you aint got shit n you cant do shit, everytime i think of you i cant help but spit! cause you make me sick, wit dem weak rhymes, it's bout time, fo a real killa to step up and shine. i leave you behind! make you think about the time that you had in the spotlight, but now its my time to shine! fuck it! i dont even want it, i know i'm better den dis bitch, and ima flaunt it!!

you guys are not ryhming from flo to flo.

i can give you 2 to da chest, that's a promise! you is in da presence of real niggaz, so pay homage! or get your face rearranged like yo momma's place! cause you growin dat bunk weed in da basement, tellin all yo friends "ima mothafuckin gansta!" you aint nothin but a bitch dude, i had you on lock soon as i stepped in da room! talk dat bullshit when we out on tha streets, i'll have yo ass wearin a mini skirt in 80 degree heat !! cause we pimp hoes like you, we keep you in check, locked da fuck down by yo dirty little neck! dont get outta line indeed, cause it aint nuttin to me to make a dirty skank HOE bleed!

ima make this quick because i got a headache, you suck at rappin and one lines all it takes....over and over again, you act hard but your fake, you not a real smoker, all you buy is shake, get fucked from ya dealer, right in tha ass, stealin ya money since the far past, but you continue to annoy me with ya candy ass raps, but atleast you stepped up, but trust..it wont last, all of my rhymes you get shut down, you go to your corner and cry and frown, then you come back for more, thinkin you can take my crown, well im tha best there ever was FROM THE SKY TO THE GROUND.

you make a hoe bleed, but that hoe sure aint me, your an e-thug on rollitup and you aint never been in tha streets, you never had poverty, feeling all my pain, i send my lyrics to ya brain stem and it drives you insane, with every word pounding away, you get down and pray but not to god, but to me, you slave, you delve through words like a lake and a crane, tryign to get fishies, and you continue cocaine, thinkin it eases your mind, but really it kills all ya rhymes, your a feind thats all thats that ima say this again ya rhymes are CRAP!

ijustgrowGREEN said:

i can give you 2 to da chest, that's a promise! you is in da presence of real niggaz, so pay homage! or get your face rearranged like yo momma's place! cause you growin dat bunk weed in da basement, tellin all yo friends "ima mothafuckin gansta!" you aint nothin but a bitch dude, i had you on lock soon as i stepped in da room! talk dat bullshit when we out on tha streets, i'll have yo ass wearin a mini skirt in 80 degree heat !! cause we pimp hoes like you, we keep you in check, locked da fuck down by yo dirty little neck! dont get outta line indeed, cause it aint nuttin to me to make a dirty skank HOE bleed!

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you can't measure me son, we're not symmetric
I'm the streets, hectic, off the metric system
take back all your lines and all the lies that's in 'em
nigga, don't even say gun, the only nine you got is a 5 and 4 ones
when you write your shit down, it probably takes you a bit of time
I just go and flow, I'm nice, don't need a sun, I shine
hah I don't even need to try, I didn't even have to reply before the victory was mine
You coming at my nigga so I'ma hold him down
son let's pull the blanket off the head of this clown
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bitch get your mind right, this is real talk
your dealing with a nigga who rides, got a dirty pimp walk
get your knowledge up, you use the same verbs and nouns
I don't even give it any thought and my word game is still profound
so let me extrapolate the things I hate...
fake pussy niggas, who talk about taking my mom on dates
son you wish you could, but momma dukes never would
she high class, no time for lil niggas who still pretend they hood
you don't got a ratchet, you don't even know the sound
my niggas have died from gun play, I held my boy as he bled all over the ground
shit aint a game son, I don't wanna tell you twice
I'm precise with my advice, I can't be more concise
no metaphors needed dawg, haha I'll straight slay your bull shit
didn't even try on this one, i wrote this in like a minute
my flow you can't contain, not to mention you got so many haters, we're about to start a campaighn
our slogan? KEEP THIS BITCH OUTTA HERE
you say your a dawg but when you bark ALL WE HEAR IS FEAR

we siding up, squading up nigga we don't give a fuck