Im flowing from east cost blowin up the rhymes,stip sweatin flows to the fegots with wack flows.

Im flowing from east cost blowin up the rhymes,stip sweatin flows to the fegots with wack flows.im a hip hop brand name slowing.up the main games ending to the nba

Homie i got more lines than three hundred sabretooth tigers... Three hundred zebra or ten thousand black widow spiders... U comin at me? U only come when u , u not grown... You aint famous past yo border, even yo hood you not known...

Ur call ur self an mc but lacking up an icy cold wats up to the of da brand /visualse all my lyrics and never compare them with urs /i spit up and puke to those zebras of urs / i pute u on the move every time i hold da mic /cal me da master and ask me for more scripts

Ah ah...U dont scare me with ur fake 2pac image/u sound like u where born in a rural village/this guys a virgin i can tell/his bizzy jacking off his di*k & it has a certein smell/ u modikwe 5 lil girl/u dont connect not even a click/ru_bee out/i just stuffed u in my en pouch next!!!

Kastort u dont scare me/ur a step father & ur not even marride/ what do u like in real life/oh i 4got sum body shaved ur ba11s with a en knife/should i pro nounce u bold/yeah yeah u gonna say de yueck was stole/u cant afford a tooth thats gold/ SAY WHAT

Da day that ya'll arrive @ my level of text/Blieve im gone only 2 reside @ da next/I put in hard work but lyrically im unpreferd/Wat's in a word cos physically im undeterd/I go da distance/Flow wit da potentness rhythms/Those who knw that im constant'll show intemittance/Im unparalelled while u dwell in lower devisions/I emcee wit thee alumni high on a jamaican joint/Sorry if i burst bubbles i was try'na make a point/Spittin frost bit that impales ur heart/My closest neighbor's is baby seals,whales,penguins an sharks

My formulas been tried 2 da test/An live by request/Feel little guilt 4 little kids an drive-by a creche'/Yo @ times i can not read or habla englesh/But im not quite naked kids jus partly undressd/U can mark me 4 death/Target an martyr my breath/But im hard 2 pin point points pin far 2 my left/My engine still revz yeah it serves me da same/If by words u mean i sling mud 2 dirty da game/Homie u guessd it/Over zealous fellas get messd wit/I spit so much dope even my quotes get arrested/It's lik this da reason y i show so much grief/Is that it's chicken nothin even close 2 da beef/

fk ru-bee/my flow wil sting u lik a bee/u won in a game now its ur hobie/gat hav a hobie/i kno u r gay go aheadur homie/pliz dont do wat u want 2 do mommy/u lic ur homie's tammy/wif ur mouth wide open lik a mummy/he makes u hony/fk ur nanny/sack a di*k/cuz u mak me sick/fk u,kastort,new yorka,fk every1 in dis group! girls! haha...

Ru bee u sack u & ur name/need 2 have game/now til u die u'l stil b d same/u cant rhyme/u think u can rhyme my name/i'l b lik john cena if u want some come get som/now i kno y u want 2u mom she brings different nigaz ever nite home/now u want 2 take it out om me/u wil b lik every1 jayer z picking on me/fk u,kastort,new yorka,word , u al lame

Wats ur name again ru bee/di*k sack wanna be/u cant battle/u r chicken & little/so i co u chicken little/kastort likes s*x but he doesnt have a girlfriend/so he married his hand/jus lik ru bee/kastort's girl 2 be/haha...girl nigaz

Ru bee smellz lik a bomb that aint nice/stop rapping name yo price/u cant count use ur fingers they aint enof use some of yo lice/u gat alot lik a bag of rice/4 disses no reply i need i real challenge/battling u al cant manage/ thats were u hav courage/kastort z gay he slips wif his friends/ru bee i dont kno wat 2 co u u slip wif ur hands/ye riteu kastort, new yorka, wordveiwu

Wordveiw I'l turn yo own words against u/mak them het u/fk ur girl in front of u/wif ur mom too/i also fked them wen they were two/wat did u do/jayermy sister too/i fked ur ho family lik im on a dre bit/wats yo daddy goin do bout it/forced myself in2 ur young sister's cat til i fit/fk u al u cowards kastort, ru bee, new yorka, wordveiw & who ever read this im the dominant force in this group girls they all fear me

(talking)lets jus face it my the dominant force here all ya here jus let it go its over u fear me put down yo mics & show me some respect cowards jus pray u r here & i didn't diss u girl im second 2 no 1 u r all a walking joke c c z

(talking)i'l make u all sack dic after dic make u lick after yo moms mom after mom yo girls girl after girl yo girls' cats cat after cat make u all fake mc clean my wif yo lips mc after mc i start with this girl ru bee u all have in yo boxers ........

Jayer man save it, i only saw this now/ so basicali don jus stare i'm King Slim so bow/ talkin bout bein dominant while ya busy yappin bout hmo-s*x/ you mite hav wrote 7verses or more but they worthless cuz they make no-sense/ , cat, mommy sister dad, tummy n girl/ thats wat i picked up, daw its like u allergic to skills/ if u was a beat you'd be monotonous/ talkin bout dre di*k! while you produce more than a cow thats bein slaughtered/ u an enemy of wat i state like asante shakur/ u r more used like a rose tattoo/ wit lines that ill, yeah rite got 7days life span/ wit me around u wont be a freeman like morgan/ u shud quit rap daw u wack i cant even say u tried/ in hiphop u like diets to food that is fried// u man....

at jayer

u claim 2 a king bytch i'm the king of kings, i'm the king among kings, bytch its yo job clean ma royal rings, u rite i die every 7days, then rise from the dead after 3days, jus lik ma lord jesus, y do u hate yoself r u the son of judas, it seems its u who's gay, i'm str8 i gat i yo mom wet the other day, lmao bytch u want me 2 see u but i can't u way 2 low azz hoe

Son of judas lmao

Rise on da 3rd dae? Man u stil dead u jus ghostwrite...cuz u died holdin that grudge against me n now that u invincible u think u mite give me hard time...whose mom u got wet? u da hu scares chicks...u wouldn't get even close to her you'd sweat like u got showered...man i'm king my presence is felt it even cuz u heartfelt palpitations