I kills all foos and hoes
I ain't no regular joe..
this ain't a game, don't step
str8 killa but still lookin kept,
all clean and fresh not smellin'
killin' all foos, hearin em yellin'
how they's scared, of the gat
got so much my my pockets are FAT

lookin' baby faced
you wont make it in this game
same look as Eminem
forget about him
like you forgot about Dre
say what you say
No better than Ice
Baby baby you'll never get a slice
of this pie, it's mine
and im hungry as hell
no lemme cut this short before your crotch begins to swell
gettin' horny off the real
highlight it like i sign it it's a true deal
givein' it to you free it's a steal
allowing your ho to cop a feel
fo real looks like your just the next meal

settle down boy heel...
Next meal?
Thats lame kid i show you how its done
you say you hard, i bet you don't even have a gun
Fo shizzle, my nizzle bizzle
speak again and this man i'm gunna kizzle
I don't play, smokin dro everyday
Hit the hay.. for I scare you away

I have an arsenal of weapontry you could never imagine
9mm, mac 10 AR 15's now my new plot is hatchin
snatchin ryhme awards left and right
snoop tizzle is so yersterdizzle, so stop using it, alright
im fresh
you're old and stale like tesh
im tearin you apart like mesh
and yes, im getting tired so i will hit the hay
you are getting repetive, so have a f***ing nice day

Damn kids!
Your raps are like stale hash
the I sell to the rich dudes.
Mish-mashin' words like a game of Scrabble.
Here's a new game Justin;
SAY SOMETHING ELSE BESIDES f***IN' BABBLE!
talkin' bout an arsenal you definately don't have,
Your s*** is just a filler for the real king of rhyme,
Boddah is his name, you wanna step up?
Name a place and a time.

steppin' to the king, you must be crazy
all that f***ing hash, has made you both crazy
how many battles have you been in?
do you have enough wins to step to the kid?
i got an arsenal, you couldn't imagine
intelligence, success, and just straight passion
passion you couldn't imagine, you'll never stay standin
i keep handin suckas their own asses left and right
now when im done with this, stay outta my sight
i might have to cut another fool
that fool is you
and for the next jackass, you too
im still waiting to be stepped on heavy
with words that even i cant levy
but that day won't come
bum after bum, slappin them has become so lame and stale
your style is for sale
lemme mail you a check, so you'll stop
you're lame as kids. i am hip hop

hip hop? hold up
and watch the way you talk
your acting like a little punk s***
now come over here and have a sit
listen to the words that are comn' out of my mouth
everything i hear you two say is just goin' south

Fo' shizzle? what the hell is that
i heard a rapper say that once, but he was a little fat
OH DAMN, thats DNG
and i'm comin like TNT
f***n' with your reality....

Now Justin,
one pump nut bustin
little chump
You talk about a gun?
but all you have is your hand in a shape
and when you see this cold steel you will want to run
For i am the gun
never shead a tear
never knew fear
only encited riots of mass proportion
check me, i'm outta here

Step one, two
People say "they must be crazy to step to you"
what do you chumps gotta do
to avoid me, im like the flu
it's true, i don't own a gun, do you
What's true is true and it's that I will kill you
with words laced with terms and blblical terms you can't swerve
even down like you are going
im rare, like in july it's snowing
flowing and throwing hits left and right
the more words i speak, the harder it is for you to fight
and last night, john, since we're saying names
your girlfriend wasn't sayin' the same
1 minute meng
you must've confused me for you
but that's ok, DNG did too
I'll forgive you two
It's all in the past
but don't step again, or next time I'll hand you your ass
so fast you won't even know
So go back to guest appearances, this is my show

LIttle Twerps need burped
The Ryhmes and Rythems Need some work
Talking about what they don't know, won't go
Not cool like me, Warm like Pee
Not knowing what you need to Be!
Cool, like the other side of the Pillow.

funny, who's the twerp
those meager lines won't work
honestly i had no clue
what you were getting too
but that's cool
it's all good
I wouldn't try if I could
should I just try not to rhyme
then I'd run out of time

f*** the sublime
I'm the nigga that can bust the cherry to your ryhme
I don't need no time, I've been in sice 79

Niggas say their hard dependn' on how long they stay, I'm the huntdown nigga I'm better at play
So stand on up and put it in the middle, First comes to shove, I'll leave you with a chizzle

Stick it in your heart cause you just got dismissal, blood is your art, so mona lisa out your jizz hole.

Oh thats right you got a p****, make it scream like joan of arcs message to make a trucy.

Juicy, oh now you got an apple, turn it stem side up and shove it up your crap hole, continue with my rap all, I'm out to eat some scraps yall.

Since 79? Me? The beginning of time. There's no timeline, because I'm way ahead of my time
So why you gonna try to take what's mine? I'm a battle rapper
When we throw down, it's more like a straight up scrapper
You're a strapper, load your gun
Step toe to toe, and best bet, you'll f***ing run
Son, listen to me, you'll hear a prophet for sure
I'll bet from all those perverted lines, your 2 inch chubby is sore
From whacking it every time, I spit a line, yeah right f*** sublime, this whole game is mine
and mine alone, step face to face with me, he and she will be down on their knees
Because in other words, you suck cock
Sick of all these lame asses, I got this game on LOCK


WORD lol

Cid is the man wit the game at hand, but he just thinks he can dis my band.
Dont mess with the B-Unit, or you'll find yourself in need of a reset.
This life is yours, make it what you will, mess with me, and ima be taking your girl.

Vash is da man, who commits the spam
iw is my boy, with him i destroy

this has been my rhyme all truth and no lyin
the geatest rapper in the world is Shael Riley.

Im out.

You said your out
Of course, no doubt
Your out and down, down and out
go back to your stupid little town
no one else here is acting like a clown
the only jokes made here are about your momma, she so fat
matter fact, when she comes running down the street
acting real discreat
all anyone is wondering is why she not breaking the concrete

Its true shredknives' rhymes do stink
reminds of when i turn over his mother and hit her in the pink
oh snap

John thinks he's a gansta
But ain't nothing but a wangsta

It is what it is
his rhymes have no fiz

They just aint tight
i'm not sayin' cuz yo' white

Just try again layta
don't worry i'm not a hayta

I'm tryin' to be nice
but you need some rappin' advice
to give yo' rhymes some spice

I know this is nothin you deserve
but you just got served...


Oh dang..

(nothing personal, just a rap battle)

*dont ban me for flamin' just rappin'*

to surfers i might be refered to as a shoe-bee
but hell justin, at least im not a newbie.
can't rap
your such a sap
not even cool enough to fit in
unlike me, you don't find Viz addictin'
ain't no one thinks you tight
everyone just thinks your white
never fun,
you think i was done, son?
i could keep this going forever
if you wanna know when ill stop editing this,
the answer is never.

*second rap about michaelvash*

you can see michaelvash
thinks he's cool like johnny cash
man, what i got will rot
dude, this rap is crap

*third rap of a poem*

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

I know what your thinking, hey
what does this poem mean anyway
i'll tell you what it means
nothing good will last forever
the times something good has lasted forever
*checks my notes* looks like it says never.

*finishing rap*

Yo, I gots ta hit the hay
wish that i could stay
almost took up a hold page
ya'll probly thinkin' "boo, get off the stage"

Yo, mah name is bigbob,
dont be calln me bigslob,
my homies would be in discrase,
20 sec flat we'd be at ur place,
sticky bombs in the air,
yo mum screamn, but like we care,
you know if i find ur body im humpn ur face, (halo reference)
so dont make me be comn to urrrrr place.

Shoutout do my doggs biggie, tu pac and justo.
The world took some of the best,
so now i be blastn with my best,
got my chrome 4-5,
silently entern ur drive,
shootn left n right,
till i got you in my sight,
best take a look around,
before i cap you upside down,

I know this might seem mean,
but this is why you dont mess wit my team,
so dont be dissn my cpu,
or ima come and see you,
wont take long from my drive by,
as us gangstas just ride by...
G-G-G-Geek Unit!

His name is bigbob
wanna know why he sobs?
well
he works some loser jobs
doesnt get payed much
social security is better,
but you need a crutch.
or some other disability

is that your diss SK?
you'll get hit wit mah AK!
your rhymes are lacking rhyme
and I think that its about time
for me to tell you your sublime
chill out and hear the bass line
*BEEFY BASS SOUND*

Ima cut you down from your caper,
just like a knife through paper,
get in my way and you'll be capped,
now what you got to say to dat?