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take him bagalow,show him your skillz

ye look the ppl are waiting bungalow-deliver.

guess he aint gonna... who would've guessed?

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Originally Posted by hobojesus

while i get better you just get worse/ come on take a look at that last verse/ i may not be as good as you yet, no you are right/ im better than you so lets just end this fight/ my third ever battle and you are looking a little shaken/ you said I cant rap man what you been taking/ seriously i AM the best there is Fenix/ I be coughing up ill flows like im buleamic/ when i say you suck man i really mean it/see you were good to begin with but then you trailed off/ and you're doing less and less *** jokes-are you going soft?/
Well now I'm going to give you just what you deserve/ you say you're the judge and the jury...well I'm the executioner....:finger:

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Originally Posted by S.B.

this go's to Fenixpunk

cuz HoboJ wanted me to destroy you right quick.:wavey:

I'm comin off top point blank period you comin with a style That we don't take serious/
I smoke you to the end with no residue left put tha Wesson to ya chin where the rest of you at?/
I don't even have to stunt when it come to the rhymes leaven ya ass in a stomp tryna fu*k wit one line/
and you fu*kin with S.B. thats a laugh for me it's a better chance of dame dash askin for cash from me/
or freeway fu*kin over cassidy you bastards see tryna master me/
I'm the master B turn ya life around become a pastor see/
Before I put you under ground make you part of the past to see/
Cause when I'm dissin niggas it's highly ridiculous you niggas can't see me cause you blinded with syphilis/
and who the fu*k is you to try and defy me I throw those bullets into two''s hook you up to a IV/
see I'm ruthless but cool you don't want to try me leave you shaken in your boots like the old age Ali/
how you gonna play me dawg you play with bloody draws/
eatin cat in the backseat lickin ladies Raw where I left my babies dawg/
I'm # one second to none leave ya ass with no lungs from givein mouth to a gun/

what the hell is this? an orgy of stupidity?/ now i got 2 guys gang bangin each other/ neither with any sensibility/ one thinks hes got flows the other thinks hes an MC/ both sound like bad examples of dr seuss if you ask me/ hobo watch and learn/ SB whats the matter cant see?/ the bolding just makes it annoying if you cant understand then just leave/ go form a crew of internet wannabes/ youre both out of your league/ get some sense of rythem cuz youre all over the place/ i write for a living, you two are a disgrace/ so now you can go back at sucking each other off/ and give props to each other even though you both lost/ the outcome is obvious with the style you lack/ one on his back/ the other on crack/ so dont come out bitchin about how hard you claim to be/ nobodys buying it/ like metallicas latest CD/ dont let your anger take control/ cuz for sure it gets the best of you/ and when its all said and done youll see it takes more than two/ to stop what im doin cuz im a runaway train/ and when youre done doin what your doin/ youll still remember my name.

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Originally Posted by hobojesus

ye look the ppl are waiting bungalow-deliver.

You wanna mess with me/son I'll leave you crying/ I tear you down to the ground/ but I wont even be tryin'/ and when I'm done spittin rhymes/you'll be on the ground dyin'/my word are like flames/ that will rip you apart/ I thought you'de be a challenge/ but you were done from the start/you think you got flow/ but my words are state of the art/Fenix thrashed you once/ I wouldve thought you'de have learned/ I'de tear you down more/ but youve already been burned

Only real niggas feel me I can see if you don't/...
But ya girlfriend feel me in tha back of her throat/
fu*kin up her gum lines like tobacco or coke/....
bullets swishin up ya body like you latherin soap/
Why ! do you want me to murder you man/......
put tha chrome to ya face lik I need a word wit you man/
this nigga actin dead you ain't heard what I said/..
I'm plugin in those hollow tip clips gushin into ya head/
with hollows humpin ya lip lik you givein it head/....
till ya body start to shift and you kissin the dead/
I am tooo! ill you can not Stop it/.........
I'll leave meat hangin from ya chest lik a Hot pocket/
So stop it Lyricals are co*ked residual shots six.../
Lightin up ya chest like Christmas sockets/.......
Yes I pop sh*t...Like white boys mad at nonsense/
Yes my rhymes sick lik sniffin anthrax up ya nose in 9 stints/
Only emcee on Hip hops best kept with the nine sense/
my mind sick my grind sick..... plus my nine spit/
puttin holes in ya body tha size of pine sticks/
you know the name The Emcee on top of the game/
Same muthafu*ka with the rocks in his chain/......
I'm a end the verse like this I'm realer than you/
and you should never pick on niggas bigger than you/
....If you just tunein in I riped this nigga in two/

don't feel ya self so much penix

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Originally Posted by S.B.

real niggas feel you? i know what you mean/
i see youve been to the pen, i bet they keep your ass clean/
again talkin **** about gats, is that all youve got?/
tuff guy on the net, but im the better shot/
ill use little words so you understand, youre played out you should stop/
lets see how many times i can claim that ill cap you?/
is that really all you can think of? nothing else you can flow to?/
ive seen bitches like you ever day of the week/
with your fake platinum chains, and fake gold teeth/
bet you walk with a limp, bet you claim youre a pimp/
truth is youre a kid with an IQ of a gimp/
and now i must leave, you see i work, i make bank/
while youre livin at mommas home, im smokin the dank.

After this ish I have nothin else to say/
you know alot more than I do bout bein G*y/
why so touchy bout talk of gunz/
if you knew me in real life you wouldn't talk you'll run/
like I said before I have nothin to prove/
I gives a fu*k wheather you think what i'm sayin is true/
I don't stereo type but I see that you do/
for some reason it's like you got somethin to prove/
you've been writen for years sh*t I can't tell/
you been doin this that long I see you been stale/
stick to your job writen for Intel jackin off to the pics of your in mail/
you see in the end I win I been well easy from beginin to end i prevail/
who really makes money? i'm hardly here at all/
because i'm busy at work at a real job/
you seem like your old like you been here for a while/
if your as old as I think your probably a child petifile/
penixstuck don't feel ya self you been writein long it didn't work go kill ya self/

^ you misspelled pediphile and wtf is in mail?

As in Inbox wow didn't think it needed that much thought thinkin is a bad thing here Huh.

one misspelled word you can think about that but not in mail
Ok so what obviously you knew what I was talkin about
not tryin to be a spellin be champion

read tha sig as in signature