Bay Recovery Movement

[Nobody's Biz]

Click clack wit your gat mayn yo straps blasting fast mayne I gfeel you heat spraying those bullets in my ass mayne Aint n-17 mayne, you know what I mean 17 with a reason plus 1 bullit makes 18 mayne makes it 187 straight to heaven if you're lucky straight to hell if you wit Chucky acting monkey pretty funky--well I like your shiz mayne iam getting tired....

my nut got cracked I fell off track and went splat like a fat bitch trying to be the Mac I slipped on what I spit it's shit I don't think I'll get out of this I tried to show you somfin you aint never seen before & that's me fucking up, cuz like I usually don't

 

[CURT B]

yo my rhymes fall off the top of my head like marbles off a table,man they call me caine and im killin able,this aint no fable..this real shit so feel this when i blast among cats who dont kill shit..i rep the north straight from the burg now im livin in san ho spittin these verbs twistin the burb when im smokin on bomb..rippin that shit til i spill on the lawn..wake up bake up,once again..i drop muthafuckas from the south who shake up these stunts of man, from the north..murderin ten on their porch fr desrespectin fourteen..cuz me and my homie dizz is real and we killin ur whole team

 

[Dizz]

I'm better off than you/ a higher revenue/ a better avenue/ and theres only a few/ I'm better than them and them/ I rap at any RPM/ Talent is the only ingrediant/ I have every cent and lyrical intent/ to make you bent, hell-sent/ repent/ get on yo knees, I'll find yo sense/ you'll never have Gs, it's all nonsense/ Immense and tense suspense in every damn sense/ See me in my lens, and all the pens/ I used on my rhymes against/ you my foe/ and I wont take no/ if you want a show/ hey, we got a show/ Experience matters, here it comes thick/ I see a trick but I don't see a dick/ 2002 saw my rise/ I'll take my prize and start to pulverize/ 2003 is gonna be war/ on you, Iraq and whoever wants more/ I'll keep you pissed, I'll keep you ragin/ are you battlin me or is just my imagination/ I'll drop a dime on any bitch willin to step in line/ All you do in yo life is eat, sleep and shit/ All I do in my life is defeat, beef, and spit/ Kats always bet on me, so call up the bookies/ and to quote snoop in Training Day: "Fuck you rookie"/ I see yall shaved ya heads, now shave yo pussies.

 

[Nobody's Biz]

Damn. I got shut down twice in one day. That's rarer than winning the lottery gotta be this aint me cant you see I just dont know how my flow got destroyed by your might someone turned off the light and stole the whole show my rhyme book got tooken when I wasnt lookin like Eminem leaving his flow on a jet, If I didn't see it I wouldnt believe cuz nobody else has quite shut me up yet

 

[Nobody's Biz]

no really, im tired. props to ya'll rappin Im catching zzzzzzzs .late

 

[CURT B]

aight yet again its more flows from curt b and dizz..we aint fakin shit when it comes to this,we run with clips,leavin u stunned and shit..man i aint close to done with this,i run this shit..faster than a night jogger..he who tlks shit is he who i slaughter,like the generals daughter who run terrorist camps in iraq..i have fun with guns on terror twist stamps on ur bacc..this our muthafuckin forum..i warned em but yet they still wanna step..but i let the 9 dawn on ur set with a dime on ur net,average gain..like a punter bout to regret stabbin mayne..im set graspin paine,by the neck..this aint a mark sight its a dark fight smashin in rain..or a barage of heat..then im out with applause for my feat.

 

[Dizz]

I spit a mad refrain/ to keep from goin insane/ blow out yo manframe/ it's part of this rap game/ Uh oh I hear the death bell rung/ you a dead man walkin and you gonna get hung/ Me and my homie Curt B tearin' this mothafucka up/ despairin' you mothafuckas up/ at the same time tearin you mothafuckas up/ We already fuckin murdered yall/ ain't even old enough to legally buy alcohol/ check ya breath and all/ cuz when you spit that last verse, hatah, you wasn't impressin all/ you messin all/ yo marks/ so when it's time to meet there gonna be sparks/ But hey oh well/ I'm as quick to say fuck you as I'm quick to say fuck AOL

 

[Dizz]

peace.. im out for the night.. curt b, good shit.. we'll continue this latah..

 

[CURT B]

yo i was postin reppin the red..when a scrappa came up shakin his head..talkin bout how yo norte can suck dick and he ride for x3 with a full clip..i said no shit,dogg well fucc thirteen and i busted with vengance keepin my shirt clean..i told his homies yo this grudge u started up outta the blue..naw fucc it,its red im leavin u lifted up outta ur shoes..patna u aintgot no heat for me..cuz im like a human thermistat the whole world knows me,blow me u fuccin rat im usin sherm with crack leavin u stuck electrified with a perm thats fat..impossible to fase me..i roast and buck im a broker..i leave ur burnt like toast stuck in the toaster.

 

[CURT B]

straight loccin choccin on weed..im tired off these faggots postin on me,runin their emotions on me..talkin down on my shit but if it came to it i'd clown on their shit,hit the ground with their shit..straight up give it the rock bottom..fools tried to bust but my glock caught em,first,burst with heat leavin his shit all dispersed on the street,cursed on this beat.that i spit with shit thats untouchable..im like brittney spears straight unfuccable..u cant fucc me cuz im a real rida with my strap tucked by me feet..whip it off the ankle and let them slugs sprankle,among cats and rats who claim like they tight..but aint nuthin but marks straight bangin gay type,im way tite..wit rhymes so original,provisional spittin lyrics so u can hear it defeatinur principal.

 

[Kidd North]

@Mi 3 amigoz

homiez I already did tha math
& we makin us r own path
we all got different stylez
but we can all go for milez
just spittin
we aint quittin
look at rix he got dis started
& he aint goinna stop he dearly departed
& that wont happen cuz he thinkz b4 he doez an action
& Biz bringz ur satisfaction
N hiz flowz
but Nan will start off showz
after he doez hiz thang
& getz hiz pu-tang
but we still rock together like we Wu-Tang
just rappen & havin fun
not caring 'bout anyone
we just rapperz & N 3 yearz
I wont drop no mo blood tearz
cuz Ill be out of tha 928
& back N tha Golden State
so I can put sucka'z to tha test
once I go back to tha North West
wit Biz, Nan, & Rix mi 3 amigoz
chillin N Northern Cal, but watch out for tha seagulz

 

[Dizz]

Dizz just be resurrected/ detected/ to leave kats seriously defected/ infected wit my heat, yes the flows you once neglected/ Takin' it back to first grade, on yo rhymes I will poop on/ You couldn't cut me down wit a coupon/ sicka hearin' yo group on/ a radio wit da damn loop on/ Go back to Rap 101/ or 1 on 1/ and we'll see where it will take you/ Make or take or shake you/ Now I'll pass it to my homies, it's time to let them break you..

 

[Kidd North]

I hate when people are racist/that just meanz they taytelist/& to pussy ta face thit/but I goinna wayste this/post cuz of mt openion/but from tha beginnin/of rap/u would neva see a scrap/ oner cum A Norte/but what can I say/alot actully/ask tha factully/ they hate my gutz/I just quote from Woodie "any suckas approachin' you gettin' treated like sluts/this is northern Cal, bow down, lick on these nuts/ I know thatz copy writtin/but Iam just spittin/what eva cumz ta mind/cuz my flowz r one of a kind/they like a dime N a dozon/but when my couzin/iz out buzzin/wit out me/I tell him ta give me a shout b/ cuz wit out me/tha game/aint tha same/even though no one even knowz my name/Ill still be N tha Pimp Hall of fame/

 

[Nobody's Biz]

You a pooper trooper Dizz you stupid kidd can't shit on Biz with thiz shiz fizzin real fo shizzen since begining rappin I cant be PC tho aint no racist in this place if you a bitch no matter what pitch or shade yo skin is if you thin or fat I'm coming at ya with a blaster feel this razor tip stick slice up in ya sons of bitchen ignorant you fart lactose intolerant cant stand you pussies so PC to moderate me cant get no raw flow up on this tho of importance where the rage at turn the page cat, make it phat, look at that scat knocked flat, cant we make that rhyme in time to battle rap cant have no battle without some metal if ya'll aint got the gangsta feel tho suck on this link cus yo PC raps stink yaw unbizzy morons need 2b gizone!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

http://www.buddyhead.com/other/hessian/

 

[Kidd North]

^^^^^

Biz u scared me sumtimez homie

 

[Nobody's Biz]

You know you love it

 

[Kidd North]

Fa Sho homie Fa Sho

 

[Nobody's Biz]

Holla Back Kidd! You gots to walk the walk fuck bullshit talk I sock you block up, Tupac or not, don't stop for shwok, I aint yellin that hell Iam a sinner enveloped with Lucifer's kin respected by sets North and West and believe me not gay, stil saved by Christ in his own way got these bases here covered, Kidd, know that you love it.

Can I get a little bit of yo flow? GO!

 

[Nobody's Biz]

Say, where that Woodie cat at--He don't do battle raps, but Im wondering if he's seeing these talented flows from those striking with irons spit what they got while it's hot? I don't know. I don't want to bait him here I aint that kind my dear, like a bitch to talk shit when he ain't here, but hey come support us, we know you can afford us cuz on the strength nobody trying to export us you aint gonna owe us shit, mayne we ain't dogs but please toss us a bone of yo own just sos we knows you hear our songs. Pretty please?

 

[Kidd North]

Yo Biz u just Loco/but u help hold down East Co Co/Forumz cuz ya rhymez r krazie/usually Iam to lazy/ta flow/but ya told me ta go/so I gotta show/ya what Iam made of/Christ iz tha only one I love/so on that I feel ya/so Iam goinna deal ya/sum rhymez that Iam makin/but u brakin/all tha rap rulez/cuz ya just play these foolz/

U just heared Kidd North/now itz ur time ta step Forth