[quote:1086bb6ba4="Raw_uk"](nursery rhyme for boogie)You ok,look in tha mirror wha do u see a fake ass wannabe on xtc dont try 2 do me coz im the voodoo priest anhialation is my key,but really i want peace i rock my nation before i say 123 coz if it was up to me youd be in a sandwhich like cheese i know this is pathetic but maybe this is wha i gotta to 4 you to get it just 4get it n leave or i will with ease i dont want to sound pathetic but man please i see yah rhymes n it reminds me of so many other mcs somtimes i wonder wha it is tha makes you think ur tha licks but to be honest n truthfull you a bitch on his knees lickin the ticks outa pubic hair from the he'she's this is the last time ima waiste my time on you fake ass emcee coz u dont even own a microphone so go home n suck the milk out yah nanny titties till there empty! (sad i know but hes abvioulsy i kid)[/quote:1086bb6ba4][quote bitch You the wanna be bitch, coming with silly ass rhymes, while I be weighing out my trees you steady rolling up dimes/ see its a sign of the times you talking too much shit, bout pubic hairs and tits I pop yo ass like a zit/ Watch yo step little faggot or you'll be food for the maggot, while yo rhymes are getting laughed at on the show with Bob Saggot, I can't comprehend yo shit so get back in the lab, cause I stick and I jab plus got the gift of gab/ say I'm a bitch on my knees, then you a bitch on yo back, with some nuts in yo mouth and a dick in yo crack/ with all that punk shit I bet you sit and fantasize, bout how long my dicks hanging inside of my thigh/ hell you might be a tranny with some titties and cock, tucked in between yo legs with yo dick in a sock.[/quote]
lol. i give that round to boogie mann.
[quote:667662c4ab="pDunk"]lol. i give that round to boogie mann.[/quote:667662c4ab]A man who can tell skills when they are present. Big up "pDunk", much appreciated.
Definitely a tight round.
but after all tha shits done n settled im still fucking hot like a kettle,stingin yah ass tille u melt,u can pop my ass like a zit but ima spit in yah face like puss,im in my own realm you just a healm who shouldnt even be in my race u aint felt,plus i got a show tonight so its easy to tell who gonna get tha last yell ill rebell against everything! you write unwell/i unwind a line n drop u in a well so we wont have to see yah bitch ass untill we both in hell/ill tell u this im the truest till ima split,ive just blown coz my shits so nuts,its for grown ups with feelings,i inject lyrics with italect shit ill kill everyone by making yah veins erupt,i dont feel even the deepest cuts,yah tha weakest ive had to shut out,but now ill duck down n just watch u pluck out yah eyebrows u a girl u need to learn how to rhyme pal,saying i lie down blah u a fucking white boy who enjoys little boys sounds,c'mon come down meet me battle me try to beat me try to rattle me my cat'll even beat you coz u a meatball,feeble litle bitch who aint ever gonna be equal with me,u see i got millions of people with me,ima busta with abilities to kill mc to teach the streets about u freaks,fake ass beats with a style nowhere near as unique,u fear me so u try to think clearly but you creek with old age rhymes,usin names coz u have no vacab,ya all lies a nomad,fucking cunt you bent like a ring donut yea go nuts coz i know wha makes u such a bitch,n thas coz u know u been beat with lyrics,i aint even hearda yah,man i shud murder yah!!!
Heating up a bit now.
Damn, it took you all night to write some shit like that,matter a fact ya shouldn't of even come to me with that/ Ya see I read it one time now I'm a go for broke,with some shit that knocks ya out bitch with just one toke/ and all that meatball jabber bitch you must be Italian,probly wear fake medallions and tell them hoes you a stallion/ well take it back in the stable sucka cause see you ain't able, to take me out with a cordless mic or one with a cable/ya label me what ya wanna but guarantee that I'm gonna, come with some hot shit to have the ladies bubbling like saunas/ya say my rhymes is old age damn look how a fool plays,yo shit sounds to me like some songs from School Dayz/now tell me whos outdated with they lines and rhymes, ya need to shut yo ass up and do yo rhymes in mimes/because they ain't worth hearing you the only one cheering,I'll be the only one standing when the dust is through clearing/so just recognize me when ya see me bow down to the sire, ain't no need for you to quit cause yo ass was just fired!
feel that raw one
That rhyme above was especially for raw uk from me. Sorry it had to go down like that. Maybe you need to tighten up your skills a bit before you post any more rhymes.
LOL. Raw UK is probably pretty drunk by now. We'll see how he respond.
Sounds to me we got some unsigned hype on here. BoogieMann, are u in the studio?
Yo Boogie one both of these rounds. He sound like he have skillz, and lots of them. Uk, you have had shit talked out you know 2 times straight. You started the shit talking then Boogie murdered that ass, responding to some shit that you said. Seems to me BoogieMann is far superior to Raw uk. Any body else?
fair enough,but if u read my other rhymes bout life n shit,i got my own style,read blindin love,n I AM THE FUCKING BEST,n MEatballs,i get to the point where i just wanna write bout decent shit n not battlin all tha time.sorry guys i lost...WAH WAHWAH
Raw uk, you are the one wanting to battle all the time. Now, the provoker doesn't want to provoke anymore? Or you just don't want to be provoked? Which one? You started it. I ain't putting nuthing I wrote on here.
True dat. Raw started the battles.
yea,fair play boogie.yah a good lyricist,n ive always been fucked up n confused.headsa mess!...if u knew wha i was goin thru ud be just as messed,streesed,n i aint blessed.out
I think battle rhymes sharpen ya skills.
i cant open my fucking eyes coz im damned to cutting my own 3 mind when i open i slam rhymes with uk B-Lines i cant stop choking coz my soul just died heart broken maybe i should commit suicide i knew itd do me right,if i got up n moved to the countryside hang with the cunts,punks n rudest whites who bang the truest vibes,people see me n say whos this guy,im the guy u wont like coz im the fuse on this mic,thas why i chose this life like y'all have,hip hop crews pull yah rhymes,im the hardcore blues,one day ima see all u when i blast off,i got sucked in2 a laptop now i gotta reeboot,nothing any1 says to me computes,so when binladen bombs u ill let him hide in my garden so i can help him rob u again,pop u again,shock u again,rock nock pac u my friend ive died 3 times n it aint happanin so ill write more shit tha offends...gotta go out ill continue this l8er....out
No need to kill yerself homie.
i wont,but i wanna kill the stress
I usually light up a blunt to kill the stress.
yeah.tha gets me writin...so it has to come out rather than in..on paper or on here... just counted my pads man.i got 38 pads,shit..
im @ work feelin very stressed. ya think i should light up a blunt?
yea,jus watch 4 the fire alarms....thas when shit happens
but keep off the crack if ya got a driving job
good point
that is a very good point
hmmm,crack....who smokes crack then??
not me man. rots yer teeth
Look at this croud man, your apparently unsupported, You couldn't beat me in a battle if you heard my lyrics pre-recorded, Your style is a fetus and it needs to be aborted, That contorted shit you spit, Yo it needs to be retorted. Propaganda's in this house like What? What? CD hits the shelf in a MONTH, MONTH You know my flows tight like speedo's I don't even need hoes, Money's my bitch and I stack chips like Dorito's Cheese suckers like cheetos Hug beans like burritoes Seein the top of your girl's melon, Yo it only boost my ego, I live large like a mastadon, many sided like a hexagon, Hold gold like a lepricahn my destiny is blessin me, my legacy will carry on, Longer than the philosophys of Socrates, Or the gardens of Babylon So just remember while we in europe doin' tours, You faggots are in here battlin' on message boards. www.propagandahiphop.com Bizzy
nice work bizzy.
hmmm,a food rhyme hey ill tell u to shut it 42 times in a split second my mumma tried to abort me a few times but i wudnt let em so who do u reckon u are method,nah u jus david beckham?! a pansy ass dandy,and he hasnt any class,maybe u just envy my stats go back home do nothin sit on yah ass,tell us who yah fucking coz 2 be honest u wudnt last,premature ijaculation,straight after uve done i jump through yah window n smakc yah face in,stuff u in the basement,start blazin all yah weed u kept in yah safe then ill cut yah face with a vocab tha get everyone so mad,skuff ur body across the floor till ur grazin,noone cant stand up 2 me coz im jus amazin,when u see me pacin all yah start behavin,im lacin tracks with venom,im the mc whos got a dream to be chasin n haha u aint gonna be bizzy bone,u kiddin my mind,man ill face up to 50,lloyd n shady 1 time,ima true country boy fuck yah city let me throw a fit n get trashed like bizzy,sit back in yah chair rip out yah hair,lets watch u try n diss me or kiss me,u maybe faggotized u love to grab the bi boys asses yeah u do,remember whos been linked wit sick shit n'll scare u shitless with this hissin spit test, let this voodoo taunt u,i can see all wha u do ,n i can sence who true.n real. ill abort u by stuffin a needle in yah head now u got the feel ha...so shut yah face n go climb a tree or report a deal,before u get killed dropped popped by Raws rhymes, itl make yah skin peal 4 times,good bye im out the door coz u aint Ill....boogieman hit at this fool to man,u messin wit tha Raw crew an u gettin put through the roof to floor 2 man or u can do ur little tours,coz i see ur crews little whore clan with brittle bones so ima smash to to bits before anyone else can,i bet i can snap u like a tooth pick tryin to tell us bull shit jus leave yah ass in yah pram,coz in tha uk u aint welcome in my land,ill tell the ticket angents to burn u tickets fuck tryin to sell em,buncha fucking dickheads who love ta get sucking a loada dick heads!this shit ends....
lol. good round for the man from great britain
I can't believe you talking shit now Im'a call ya bluff,Yo names Bizzy but yo ass ain't fucking bizzy enuff/Ya think ya tuff maybe to yo bitch maybe cause you thank you rich,You swang yo rhymes at me I throw a strike every pitch/Say ya stack like dorito's and tight like some speedo's,Now watch me dip yo mother fucking foreign ass like fritos/Cheese suckas like cheeto's bitch ass please,Yo girls the head nurse thats why I gave the bitch dirty knees/I freeze yo ass like a blizzard betcha chicken like a gizzard,You a lolli-pop kid bitch so come see the wizard/I don't know why you started it but I'm about to finish,Yo girl swallows all my cum like popeye swallows spinach/So please keep yo punk ass way across the sea,Cause you don't want none of us American MC's.
Damn, Boogie. I see I just missed yo ass. You can't fuck with me. I ate yo ass up already. Bring it to me!
bizzy say he got an album dropping in a month.
Bizzy brought it hard.
Damn V illin. Yeah, true enuff. bizzy brought it hard. But I believe the Boogie Mann fella stopped him in his tracks. Yo Boogie, are you really from Atlanta?
phatty girl?
Da original Phatty Girl.
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