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this fo Le.Jinn.Dare.E,
ha, u juss jelous nigga!
ok, so ur also known as CREAM
im guessin ya white, cuz its da way it seems
a stupid thing about u is
u cant even spell exorcist
so that tells me ur dumb, en never attended skoo
u posted that shit up to errbody, which is makin u a fool
en who da fuk cares if my state aint connected to urs
u juss jelous cuz over here we got dem fine ass gurls
nigga, why u callin urself a legend if ur record 0-0
ur da same race as brittany, en for now she's ur hero
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flip side conn u record is 0 n 0 n u b dissin em
u n ur poser im sik of em
sit down before i kill u
then wrap u in aluminum n sylaphane 2
u cant rhyme for shit
and all in all u need to learn to spit
u seven posts n u tryin to run dis
well guess wat u can go fuk urself
because spitit is here
and wannab's beware
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dieing2Bloved
Hey I been lookin for the worst rapper and finally found em
A mix of vanilla ice and BLizzard,u dam ruined ur album
This is his 106 & park droppin verses in para format
My rymes are my feet nigga, and ur the front doors floor mat
100 guns a 100 clips but aint from the burrows
Hes more like a ho waitin to get fucked in a fur coat
Ur names enough to screw u, u seem pretty desperate
dyin to be loved so u gotta blow ur top desk head
Ur a fucken ass monkey man, Fruit pop to ur dyin day
Its like wheres waldo after his record drops findin Dre
Who's buttons u tryin bitch, u got ur ass ripped
SO sit back kid and take it like u always do faggot
Ended ur online career
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After i heard the verse above i knew he was a Shook One
Destroyed by ~whiteout~ F.A.G. and Route 1
Suicidal thoughts running through your head as you look for your shotgun
From New York and a 0-1 record
Everyone destroying you with no effort just to mention
Maybe go to the Bronx with a Red Sox jersey will give you some fame and attention
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notorious fag ya speak for yo self btich/
im da kid that uve neva delt wit/
homie i gon stop the hip hop till my knees weak and my ankels drop/
you were an accident homie yo poppa let the condom pop/
now its time to take out the trash/
ill burn ya hood and bury ur moms in ur ash/
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blehh.. im not on point today...
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Gate you ride dick like a horse with a saddle
Your that kid i never dealt with thats why you do it over rap battles
Talk about burning my hooD
Go get some vaseline and maybe you'll burn your wood
If your bad you probably went to prison and got raped
Getting in my way, I'll just effortlessly push open El Gate
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1st off my name is gato/
and fucking up cunts like you is my trademark motto/
your gunna need more then ur homies u need infantry/
ayo you aint fit so i suggest you quit this industry/
and dont think ill leave u like 50 cent wit a cuple of dimples/
like i said you speak for ya self bitch its that simple/
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El gato in my crew so imma ignore his attack/
notorious fag known for sucking dick and taking it from the back/
im sure hes told enough that he cant rap and hes whack/
imma do u like a buffalo wing, and take the meat from the bone/
i leave u disconnected from the battles like an old school phone/
me comin without an invincible style is like u not being gay/
i bet ur set dont accept you, why are u even alive anyway?/
being a whack rapper is somethign i already "touched" on/
i put my hand on it, kinda liek how u grab hard ons/
if u beef, il give u a barn full of cattle/
and do urself a favour and never rap battle/
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tok sik....
no disrespect intended nigga plz//
u wouldnt be betta dan me if u had tapes and cds//
i got yo name and yo title on lock//
and guess what?? i just took it//
u wanta talk bout my rhymes nigga listen to u//
i know u gettin scared cuz ya face is turnin blue//
nigga dont act like i dont see that im psychic b//
i also know u jackin off with u lil wee wee//
i told u nigga im 13//
im goin to slay u know matter what cuz u think u 50//
i hate nigga dat cant rap betta dan me//
that means give it up cuz u cant b me//
nigga im 13 and u aint betta the me//
u sound like u got raped by OPRAH WINPHREY//
come on dog i smashed u this time//
battle someone else and stay off my line//
WHACK ASS NIGGA!!!!!!!!!
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"SeRiOuSlY iLl"
If I kidnapped u i'd probably get shit for a ransom
Fuck Ill, I think ass clown goes on point as an anthem
Momma gotta lie to herself to call ur dirty ass handsome
I can fit ur whole house in the pantry slots in my mansion
WHos are u to say some one aint got the talent
ur pro violence without a balance and ur career aint valid
U aint ready for beef ur the equivilant to salad
This aint a ballad, its more how to do this now bow bitch
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your "seriously ill" cause my my dope flow got you sick/
i actually raped winphrey, i like puss, while u still lookin for dick/
stop mentioning ur 13 ill cut your young ass up/
quit rappin while u little, cause i can tell u dont rap that much/
nines aint nothing to me, i got a 44 im strapped like a "car seat"/
always put ur "seat belt" on, ur a vegetarian u dont want beef/
lyrical disaster, u better think faster, think u an expert but nah im the master/
the party crasher,causin heads to move, they call me whiplasher/
ur click is 911 thats the number u call, but imma cop slasher/
and whats all this talk about my dick size/
for all u know im ur father, my fat one was between her thize/
had her speakin cuban, and her eye lids were coverin her eyes/
she rode my dick and i cummed so hard i made the bed rise/
your rhymes too "soft" more then a "drink", ur styles famished/
i expand and i think outside the box so call me "span"ish
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all you wanna be "mc's" are lame aint gon get no fame
and if you do you'll proably flop faster than lil zane
me ima proably make it bigger than lil wayne,copin tha new bentley every year shits gons get lame
so ima hope up in a ferrari enzo leave all you niggas left in tha smoke like you puffin on indo,you fagits will be gone quicker than tha wind blow
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route 1....
nigga plz ive ben waiting 4 some1 good to battle//
i betta keep lookin cuz ur a worthless cattle//
im tellin u dog im gettin warmed up//
sit back down and sit up let me teach u somethin //
im 5 foot 5 and my rhymes are bigger than u//
ur rhymes is whacker than dj clue//
nigga i bet u use to take ballet classes//
cuz my rhymes are so tight and i just smashed ur glasses//
with my lyrical violence thats so magnificent//
u wouldnt believe ur eyes if u saw how my life went b//
u cant hang my nig and im 13 cuz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1