Aye yo, I'd like to B on a BAND MEMBER, lets get this site going on. lets make a list of freestyle rappers get up and let them freestyle battle. (((TYPE BATTLE)))is that shit okay? lets make everybody whos a RAPPER play! lets keep this shit BUZY everyday! yeah motherfucker yay..hahaa

pCe y'all

Hahaha !!

YO WAZ UP IM GONNA PUT ONE IN SO HERE IT GOES.

IM THE MASTER OF ALL G'S IM KEY TO VICTORY UR JUST NEW KID ON BLOCK ABOUT TO GET SHOT BY ME I CAN PICK U UP BLAST A BULLET IN UR FACE AND CALL IT MY SWEET CHEESE CAKE UR A FAKE I CAN SMASH UR RYMES LIKE I DID UR LIFE SCREW THIS ILL JUST USE MY KNIFE SLASH IN UR GUT PULL IT TO
THE SIDE REACH FOR MY GAT WAIT WHATS THIS BLAT BLAT BLAT
UR STILL BEGGING FOR MERCY IM COLD HEARTED THUG WITH NO BLOOD TO SPARE I COULDN'T .CARE I WEAR MY SOUL
AS I REP MY SIDE JUST LIKE BEFORE U DIED. NO ONE CRYED
BUT UR SELF CAUSE I GOT UR FEALINGS ALL MUSHY FACE IT UR A PUSSY.

yo i made this band so keep on do what yo do but there some a liltle promblem that lil 16 year old cant rap let me tell u um................................
 .....
she sucks

wacked as alright krzz must of been writing the words out when she was watching 8mile then thought she will put up on here like shes the next member of the free world wt the hell

wackest artist alive
is down below me

no kid it can happen in an instant my position is to kik ur lame ass rapping like a pneumatic piston n smash up ur mission n slash up ur body, like a meal in the kitchen, im hittin full throttle, il full on throttle dumb kids like a demon baby twisting its bottle playin with a snakes rattle,

but forget that for a second
that diss was weak
do u really reckon u can actually be messin
with real method MCz
who actually spit lyricz that cud cap ur knees
an factually smack bitches who dont say please
wen they ask for flow, dumbass if u dont know about me bro
il put this right here to ur torso n rip out ur fukin heart Yo

jus a lil summit cos im bored

I'm rapping that you're crapping like it can't happen
Acting and slapping you like you're a damned fan
My words hurt your girl and she really hurls
And looks like now she wanna get of this world
But hey what-about-you?
Hey I know it! You suck too
I got something to do
You went in school
You play traunt cause you wanna be cool?
Fuck it you're just a fool!
You're here... but what are you gonna do?

The guy's a Choke artist, u got your bad one,u better of shoot yourself with papadocks hand gun, Climbing up this mountian Your're weak, I leave u lost without a paddle, Floatin up shit's Creek, You ain't Detroit, I'm the D, U the new kid on the block 'bout to get smacked back to the boondocks, Fuckin' Nazi Your squad ain't your type, Take some real advice, And form a group with Vanilla Ice, And what I tell you, You better use it, This guy's a Hillbilly, This ain't Willie Nelson music.

Brittany or W/E ur name
why did u post a verse frm 8mile???

who u callin Nazi?/ bitch mus b kamikaze/ cos that spit was suicide/ U diss dudez n die!/ no lies/ i stab reklessly/ slay ma enemyz mentally/ i got lyrical skill that hitz u physically/ its a miracle G/ im being serious B/ de name is KRdoubleZZ/ i chop n hack limbz/ kill any bitch opponent jus 2 win/ im bathin in sin/ u bathin in the sewer system/ ur mission jus got crushed/ girl U FUKD

sup im 17, but im still guna leave a freestyle.

im growing on your brain like a canserous lump// call me for help when your guna suicide and ill tell you to jump

this be paranoid//always annoyed, on this earth to be detroyed//

i bring the verbal assault// your whole families dead, and it's my fault// everyday i see blood stained clothes// cuz bitches dont know how to keep mouths closed//everywhere i go it snows

tryna sound lyrical is my pinicle// im just another dark minded individual//spittin hate with every sylable// fucking with me will leave your state criticle.

http://lyrically-talented.bebo.com BECOME A FAN IF YOU CAN RAP OR FREESTYLE..

What do I do when I get up and go solo with my flow on stage spitting so n so with the low down on the underground sound my kin are mad and you know they always get around the cursed worst type shit that you found when you pulling bodies out the ground but shit you cant seem to imagine whats happening when brothers get neck snapping body flesh hacking let alone rapping cos the action we in equals fucking up terror factions my reactions are like lightning flashing type light an the strike hits your chest knocks you flat like daemon who gets blessed by a preacher whos teaching a lesson to the evil creature but you could put a cross to me and all you get is a snarl across my features but im still not harmless touch me and il leave you arm less feeding off your bad karma laughing at motherfuckers who put their fist to my armour getting left crippled or stapled when im putting staplers to their temples watching cranial fluids dripping from the haters those dumb ass dikheds Im leaving barely breathing in ditches stupid bastards needing stitches acting like fucking bitches guys growing clitoris its ridiculous why I have to verse these idiots im serious boyz must be delirious if they think they nearing this level of skill im too sick let alone ill when im making my kills bodies foaming from the mouth like an overdose from pills graves filled when you speak in my presence the relevance is irrelevant when im adding up your negative points get five and im snapping your sickly limb popping the joints of those who annoy me you start singing hymns when I get crazy cos you know you gonna die be put in a casket for being a stupid bastard shudnt a been kissing asses in my sick rhyme classes cos the master don’t like assholes souls get swallowed whole when im on a rhyming roll knocking out ten kids like bowling ten pins

yo what else do i gotta do i beat you twice
in a battle you cried and wagged your rattle
go fuck a herd of cattle timmy dip shit
lil fuckin gay guy my gat bout to say blat blat blat in yo face so go ahead an say grace
so i can kill you will you i already made you a fool and you be tryin to act cool and yo ass
a dj more like a crack head my 9mil bullet's will slip through yo head like bread yeah that's wut i said so moutha fucka be dead

we don't serve moutha fucka's here bitch beat it