Post by Authentic on Apr 6, 2007 13:30:49 GMT -5
AUTHENTIC:
I'm gonna murk ya' entire crew, don't front, cuz ya' know I'm able//
Oh wait 'I' already did, cuz my 'def flow' was 'fatal'//( I beat half of masnada on a team with def and fatal. flow is fatal = flow is deadly)
TJ you stack paper? blast nines? with my rhymes it feels like i just hit this 'hoodlum' with the glock//
And you been "sweatin" Flash so long you nearly put him in a "shop"//(sweat shop, where chinese japanese and philapinno and asian people are forced to work for no pay. sweatin = obssesed)
On to Flash, I eat emcees dog, I'mma cannibal usually//
But torturin' 'Phillapino' faggots with rhymes gonna get me locked for 'animal cruelty'//(ouch man)
And Spin a pig, wearin a wire, spittin at us, we done took all ya' cover//
I thought I hadnt seen a worse rapper than you, till I looked at ya' brother//(barbwire is his bro)
If I pulled my dick out to smack these fags, Fresh? Yea he might grin//
You were thinkin of a rap name, flipped to the 'fresh prince of belaire' and was like "I wanna be like him"//(you want your sig to say "royal freshness" royal = fresh. Fresh Prince, J Fresh.)
And flash, I'mma smack you, goin at a? you spit wit a ruler//
I called this dude up and he start tellin me how to fix a computer//(hahaha)
I pull the glock out, all 4 of you dropped when I took a shot//
How Flash gon' 'see me' his eyes are more 'slanted' than 'crooked cops'//(see me = rap language for beat me. Your eyes are lookin pretty asian)
Now spin sayin he the best in rhymes, you should speak truth in raps dude//
Couldn't get one vote, so you started 'rydin' 'barbwire' didnt that scratch you?//(yo lil spin has voted for barb in every battle he been in and barb voted for spin in every battle he been in. Thats called dick rydin and if you know what that means you would know why it would scratch to dick ride some barbwire haha)
To end it, I saw Masnada rappin, I said "damn, I never seen you wit a pen"//
TJ Dee responded with : "yea, we needed somethin to do on the bench"//(all of Masnada plays football and I heard you werent that good lol)
BLAST :
i got heart and ambition, bitches, im made of this shit//
so im rippin your compisition and pissin on your position//
you weak, if you bite me? you left coughin and bleedin..//
and i swear rappins just somethin you do in the off season//
in my eyes im the best, you faggets just tryin to spit//
hows it feels to have all ya buddys ridin ya dicks?//
so apparently, the field aint the only place you jumpin on other men//
and comin at LAB? you "Nada" -- zip, -- nothin to them//
and these one syllable rhymes have just been fillin my mind//
ever since Mas emerged, spittin bout spillin they nines//
and the bitches scream "RAPE!" when Fresh act like he hittin queens..//
good thing flash fast, my words punch his ass back to the Fillipenes//
i predict only seven songs on your whole album flat..//
one for each day of the week, about countin imaginary stacks//
you like slap-ping-the-devil, im here to erase you//
TJ, replace acne-with-freckles, then kelsey might date you//
LIDZ:
Masnada aint shit, add some *style-to-your-flow*//1
Talkin shit outta line, y'all dudes are *whilin, you-know?*//2
LAB towers over you bitches, no shit we *will-win*//3
Ill murk "Fresh" in a "Flash" and give TJ a *"Lil-Spin"*//4
I hate the way y'all rap, and I Dont *like-your-tone*//5
Just some football jocks tryna hold a *mic-ro-phone*//6
Lil Spin cant Battle, all of his rhymes are *rushed-thru*//7
Im surprised you show your face after Def Flow *crushed-you*//8
And as for Fresh, I guess Ill give him a *fast-hit*//9
His nose is so big he probably cant see *past-it*//10
Ill go right up to TJ Dee and smack him *around*//11
What you gonna do, tough guy? Score a *touch-down?*//12
Im lettin it all out, homie. theres nothin left to *save*//13
Masnada is Dead. I already see their name on a *grave*//14
If you look at me wrong. you better try not to *get-hit*//15
Cuz when LAB throws the ball, you wont be able to *catch-it*//16
J FRESH :
yo man, LAB aint not but shit in this biz//
though my bois Troy was fat till i seen lidz//
Authentic be eatin twinkies filled wit jizz//
and blast be so weak, i'd rather hear soda fizz//
LAB think they got Masnada in a head lock//
come through our block, you'll get ya head knocked//
i make my money rhymin, LAB makes it from suckin the cocks//
they time be dwindalin, goin tic, toc//
they think they be all that but soon the'll fall from the top//
Lidz man... you look like you be on detox//
when masnada come through we say freeze, POP!//
and whatch as everone from LAB fall and drop//
LIL SPIN :
Im done messin wit you weak ass pack of kidz//
My rhymes will "Blast" ya back with my "Authentic" style from your feet to ur "Lidz"//(Blasts, Authentics, and Lidz names used against them)
The sound of a "Blast" dont scare me//
So take ur soccer ball home you cant play the game b//(Evan plays soccer)
Evan you think we be blastin nines//
When kailey wasnt wit you she was on my time//(kailey herbert went out wit evan and then dumped him and went out wit me)
Stop wait a second let me spin it real quick//
My rhymes are so contagious but herpes you got Lidz is from lickin to much dick//
Pj you have to grow a lil bit//
Then maybe Caitlyn will think about it//(i have reason to believe that Pj likes cait a.)
We'll lay down a diss on anything including on a track//
Lidz you look like a white hobo just done smoking crack//(J-Fresh recorded a pretty kool diss on LAB and Lidz looks like a damn idiot check out his myspace hah)
(Winner : LAB)
I'm gonna murk ya' entire crew, don't front, cuz ya' know I'm able//
Oh wait 'I' already did, cuz my 'def flow' was 'fatal'//( I beat half of masnada on a team with def and fatal. flow is fatal = flow is deadly)
TJ you stack paper? blast nines? with my rhymes it feels like i just hit this 'hoodlum' with the glock//
And you been "sweatin" Flash so long you nearly put him in a "shop"//(sweat shop, where chinese japanese and philapinno and asian people are forced to work for no pay. sweatin = obssesed)
On to Flash, I eat emcees dog, I'mma cannibal usually//
But torturin' 'Phillapino' faggots with rhymes gonna get me locked for 'animal cruelty'//(ouch man)
And Spin a pig, wearin a wire, spittin at us, we done took all ya' cover//
I thought I hadnt seen a worse rapper than you, till I looked at ya' brother//(barbwire is his bro)
If I pulled my dick out to smack these fags, Fresh? Yea he might grin//
You were thinkin of a rap name, flipped to the 'fresh prince of belaire' and was like "I wanna be like him"//(you want your sig to say "royal freshness" royal = fresh. Fresh Prince, J Fresh.)
And flash, I'mma smack you, goin at a? you spit wit a ruler//
I called this dude up and he start tellin me how to fix a computer//(hahaha)
I pull the glock out, all 4 of you dropped when I took a shot//
How Flash gon' 'see me' his eyes are more 'slanted' than 'crooked cops'//(see me = rap language for beat me. Your eyes are lookin pretty asian)
Now spin sayin he the best in rhymes, you should speak truth in raps dude//
Couldn't get one vote, so you started 'rydin' 'barbwire' didnt that scratch you?//(yo lil spin has voted for barb in every battle he been in and barb voted for spin in every battle he been in. Thats called dick rydin and if you know what that means you would know why it would scratch to dick ride some barbwire haha)
To end it, I saw Masnada rappin, I said "damn, I never seen you wit a pen"//
TJ Dee responded with : "yea, we needed somethin to do on the bench"//(all of Masnada plays football and I heard you werent that good lol)
BLAST :
i got heart and ambition, bitches, im made of this shit//
so im rippin your compisition and pissin on your position//
you weak, if you bite me? you left coughin and bleedin..//
and i swear rappins just somethin you do in the off season//
in my eyes im the best, you faggets just tryin to spit//
hows it feels to have all ya buddys ridin ya dicks?//
so apparently, the field aint the only place you jumpin on other men//
and comin at LAB? you "Nada" -- zip, -- nothin to them//
and these one syllable rhymes have just been fillin my mind//
ever since Mas emerged, spittin bout spillin they nines//
and the bitches scream "RAPE!" when Fresh act like he hittin queens..//
good thing flash fast, my words punch his ass back to the Fillipenes//
i predict only seven songs on your whole album flat..//
one for each day of the week, about countin imaginary stacks//
you like slap-ping-the-devil, im here to erase you//
TJ, replace acne-with-freckles, then kelsey might date you//
LIDZ:
Masnada aint shit, add some *style-to-your-flow*//1
Talkin shit outta line, y'all dudes are *whilin, you-know?*//2
LAB towers over you bitches, no shit we *will-win*//3
Ill murk "Fresh" in a "Flash" and give TJ a *"Lil-Spin"*//4
I hate the way y'all rap, and I Dont *like-your-tone*//5
Just some football jocks tryna hold a *mic-ro-phone*//6
Lil Spin cant Battle, all of his rhymes are *rushed-thru*//7
Im surprised you show your face after Def Flow *crushed-you*//8
And as for Fresh, I guess Ill give him a *fast-hit*//9
His nose is so big he probably cant see *past-it*//10
Ill go right up to TJ Dee and smack him *around*//11
What you gonna do, tough guy? Score a *touch-down?*//12
Im lettin it all out, homie. theres nothin left to *save*//13
Masnada is Dead. I already see their name on a *grave*//14
If you look at me wrong. you better try not to *get-hit*//15
Cuz when LAB throws the ball, you wont be able to *catch-it*//16
J FRESH :
yo man, LAB aint not but shit in this biz//
though my bois Troy was fat till i seen lidz//
Authentic be eatin twinkies filled wit jizz//
and blast be so weak, i'd rather hear soda fizz//
LAB think they got Masnada in a head lock//
come through our block, you'll get ya head knocked//
i make my money rhymin, LAB makes it from suckin the cocks//
they time be dwindalin, goin tic, toc//
they think they be all that but soon the'll fall from the top//
Lidz man... you look like you be on detox//
when masnada come through we say freeze, POP!//
and whatch as everone from LAB fall and drop//
LIL SPIN :
Im done messin wit you weak ass pack of kidz//
My rhymes will "Blast" ya back with my "Authentic" style from your feet to ur "Lidz"//(Blasts, Authentics, and Lidz names used against them)
The sound of a "Blast" dont scare me//
So take ur soccer ball home you cant play the game b//(Evan plays soccer)
Evan you think we be blastin nines//
When kailey wasnt wit you she was on my time//(kailey herbert went out wit evan and then dumped him and went out wit me)
Stop wait a second let me spin it real quick//
My rhymes are so contagious but herpes you got Lidz is from lickin to much dick//
Pj you have to grow a lil bit//
Then maybe Caitlyn will think about it//(i have reason to believe that Pj likes cait a.)
We'll lay down a diss on anything including on a track//
Lidz you look like a white hobo just done smoking crack//(J-Fresh recorded a pretty kool diss on LAB and Lidz looks like a damn idiot check out his myspace hah)
(Winner : LAB)
