Originally Posted by Kyuri

i am goin to tri and rek u kid. be prepared for a shitter ass rap tho. (i've never really tried a serious rap this is first)

you're a fag kid. get out of the way.
ima drop lyrics so hard you'll be blown away.
your little puny ass raps couldn't put me to sleep.
you better step back nigga cause i'm here to reap.

you say you came back but you didn't show up.
you're sitting at the bottom while i'm blowing up.
my raps are so brutal you'll need a handicap.
you're barley known while i'm all over the map.

you look a little dizzy here take a seat.
you need to recover while i'm dropping this heat.
it looks as though i'm running out of time.
i'll leave you here with all these rhymes.

Originally Posted by Kyuri

well ur dumb

Originally Posted by Bercat

Are you fuckin' kidding me? This must be a joke.
If this shit were live, you'd be better off with a choke.
The demon inside of me, you just have awoke.
Cut you open with these verses, in blood you will soak.

Talk a lot of shit, back it up, if you dare to.
I'm an honest kinda guy so here's what I'll do.
Split your head wide open with a bullet or two.
Leave you lifeless as your pantaloons fill with poo.

Mail a post card to your family with a picture of you.
Happy Holidays it reads. Return address to who?
"That motherfuckin' panty raider." The day I will rue.
Burn up your pale corpse. Happy Hanukkah. Jew.

Originally Posted by Embry0nic

Had to check back and this is that shit I return to?
Loud mouth forum warrior boasting at high noon.
Failing to keep it spicy but still good like Thai food,
Few verses of mine will take you away like Typhoon.

Embry shocking the physics, making the fans wave,
Make sure every word I speak is taken to the grave.
Persecution I feel today and you dodged by a close shave,
Feel it a bit more heading towards Paul Dave.

Off tracker, lets not stray from massacre,
For these rhymes I used forensics to keep it warm like some rabbit fur.
Before you spit, take a quick look at ya calender,
Days are up like Debra Milke decades ago when they shackled her.

Originally Posted by Bercat

Takes you so long to respond to my rhymes that I've written.
It's been a few rounds and for you to die you are wishin'.
Call me Chef Boyardee with all these insults that I'm dishin'.
Do yourself a favor and end your life. I give permission.

You're such a thug. I question the number of crimes you commit.
Suicide's easier to accomplish for such a brain-dead twit.
Spewing out all this shit with no other use of wits.
The shit that you writ is what I would find in a garbage pit.

Everything I've stated here is most definitely true.
Bercat's back with his Mac, Mowin' down you, foo'.
My raps got people stuck on this thread like fuckin' glue.
You could say the same but, no one gives a fuck about you.

Originally Posted by Kyuri

ur all only mildly smart.

Originally Posted by Kyuri

ur all only mildly smart.

Originally Posted by Embry0nic

My bad homie stress is building recently in my body,
Last thing on my mind is your bitch ass and ya shotty.
I shoot in the fast lane, no Mazy but Gatti,
The way I write my rhyme is basically considered bawdy.

"My milk and honey, my chérie-chérie amore",
Run in the streets? You're better off livin' in Norway.
Bring your bitch too we might even have a four-way,
Specifically your man, because to me you're a known gay.

Slit you from the bottom up and I'll drink it regardless,
Ruthless fucking being, cisswapped and I'd be a Goddess.
Anyone can shoot a rap and try and be the hottest,
How can you try to run the game, and still be modest?