ARTIST | Bigg Jay
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Yo, |
| Posted: 08/20/08 18:54:21 | Tag: Rap Battle |
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Yo man I wanna call yall peeps out, someone step up to the plate and battle me, you wanna view my style than view my page somebody wanna battle me than step up PS don't battle Yung D unless u want a beating tha kid is Sick balive dat shawty. |
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Yung D (once again) |
| Posted: 07/31/08 07:22:04 | Tag: Rap Battle |
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Yeah your right I qouted some but I can still woop that **** with my fuc*in thumb, An MC, I woundn't even call you that because your rhymes a lil crooked, like my gangsta hat always cocked to the left cuzz I rep dat blue, 6 tre Oh so true, callin me a slob but you don't know the meanin, so i pull out my switch blade and have your torso bleedin, oh so you got asthma I can see you wheezin, take your motha fuc*in inhaler and change the seasons, make ya passout on tha spot, it's about time for me to revill my plot tha moral of this rhyme is you doing wrong, and please dogg befor you rap take off the thong, got girlish wayz smokin that haze, I am from tha south boy we all dope boyz here, we don't suck di*ks like in da west cuzz we anit no queers, yeah you from the west, but let me make something clear I am clearly the best, 10 shot's thats one more than fiddy, but we can make it 2 if ya really want to, don't mess with me cuzz I roll deep, make it so where you wont wake up from ya sleep, Im a gangsta rapper not no gangsta actor, but you on the other hand, makes me wonder, my words strong like thunder but my bullit's even stroger stay wit you even longer, make you crap ya pants when ya hear my lines, it's clear to see that I stay on tha grind. |
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Yung D (contuned) |
| Posted: 07/31/08 06:19:01 | Tag: Rap Battle |
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dumbest shyt i ever read like you rappin out turds, now who tha lame one smoke you like im smoking weed I created this game son, Every line I ryme is stroke of pure genius, so please get off the tip of my penis, that line about me having sex, ha ha real funny leave ya **** hoppin around like a fuc*in bunny, holes in ya chest as if you can't breath, but on tha real my dogg Im surprized you can read, My rymes I try to keep them real as hell, you bendin over dogg and you anit even in jail, leave ya **** layin out like you dead, wake up in mornin on that hospital bed, I anit got a problem I think you sick, but your raps are like magic, it's all a trick Magic city dogg is where I be at, where we walk around holdin tha gat's, stay strapped but i anit talkin bout cars make you feel like sh*t wit only 6 bars, You live up in Cali, proble live in ally, behind wal-mart your house the size of a shopping cart, you cant compeate how you gonna beat me dogg you can't even beat your meat, beat ya feet stand and look me in the eye, tears on my face, but i NEVER cry. |
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Yung D Battle |
| Posted: 07/31/08 02:28:47 | Tag: Rap Battle |
| Yung D ya ryme's is weak, my ryme's so high like im at the top of my peak, you oh so bleek, Don't wanna battle me, Im looking for my name it's in the hall of fame I don't see yours bro, oh yeah it's on the wall of SHAME, you ruined rapp dogg just go on and take the blame, why i sent back and laugh and get tha fame. Gon take you three and a half hours to write me back a line, what i spit in about three mins time, thought you can beat me HA so funny, sell the same dope as you but make more money, battling me you gonna lose, wake me up when you stop cuzz my alarms on snooze, gota drink some booze so i can stay awake you act like you gangsta but you gangsta fake, ima take everything you ever had, try to copy me but I don't copy tha fads, now i think i made you feel small enough, so let's see what you got let's hear ya stuff. |
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