WHO WANNA BATTLE?
- Thread starter Cmoke
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it's been a long while, removed, but it's time to resurface/
and campaign these raps just the same as detergent/
imma save my insults till i peep ya approach/
then terrorize like the taliban sittin in coach/
see folk, it's all game till i rush wit out mercy/
i leave a nice thicc stain on ya thunder bolt jersey/
now go inside ya pad before you type that text/
cuz in olympics you can't freestyle wit out gettin wet/
short shit...imma try to keep up tho
and campaign these raps just the same as detergent/
imma save my insults till i peep ya approach/
then terrorize like the taliban sittin in coach/
see folk, it's all game till i rush wit out mercy/
i leave a nice thicc stain on ya thunder bolt jersey/
now go inside ya pad before you type that text/
cuz in olympics you can't freestyle wit out gettin wet/
short shit...imma try to keep up tho
Aight...
u might be hot but im stone cold, u aint shit wit ya plain spit, im tha masta,now do as ur told//
might be brave but u still a net slave, ill blow ur brains away n wash ur remains astray leave tha scene clean all ya can do is pray its bold//
i wrote tha book, u aint even gave tha cova a look, u beatin me is a story thats untold, Cmoke u up like dry grass in a tight blunt thats pre-rolled, clap rounds to ya face slap pounds in ya place, u more wack than puffy no fuck that, u might be mace if u lucky//
think this was gunna be easy but i beat bitches who cant rap like u just ta please me, playa fo life always got more than one breezy shit aint no way u can beat me u must be sleazy n broke as a joke the only one rippin this is Cmoke//
small time nigga how tha fuck u figga u betta or bigga, talk shit in my face n meet my trigga//
sick of rookies actin like pros, call u cookies but really u some cake ass hoes, u pickit for a ticket to one of my shows, bust lips on crips in my flows, i spit sick shit n pinch hits in tha bowls, i be standin strong, nigga u wrong, ima watch u fold//
do i need verse 2? betta rehearse dude, nuthin ta prove nuthin ta lose, diffrence between us is id spit this shit in front of you//
PeaCe
~Cmoke
u might be hot but im stone cold, u aint shit wit ya plain spit, im tha masta,now do as ur told//
might be brave but u still a net slave, ill blow ur brains away n wash ur remains astray leave tha scene clean all ya can do is pray its bold//
i wrote tha book, u aint even gave tha cova a look, u beatin me is a story thats untold, Cmoke u up like dry grass in a tight blunt thats pre-rolled, clap rounds to ya face slap pounds in ya place, u more wack than puffy no fuck that, u might be mace if u lucky//
think this was gunna be easy but i beat bitches who cant rap like u just ta please me, playa fo life always got more than one breezy shit aint no way u can beat me u must be sleazy n broke as a joke the only one rippin this is Cmoke//
small time nigga how tha fuck u figga u betta or bigga, talk shit in my face n meet my trigga//
sick of rookies actin like pros, call u cookies but really u some cake ass hoes, u pickit for a ticket to one of my shows, bust lips on crips in my flows, i spit sick shit n pinch hits in tha bowls, i be standin strong, nigga u wrong, ima watch u fold//
do i need verse 2? betta rehearse dude, nuthin ta prove nuthin ta lose, diffrence between us is id spit this shit in front of you//
PeaCe
~Cmoke
just droppin a line
im going 9-11 on you lyrics, makin them crash and burn they aint got shit on my beats cause im here to make ya ll learn that i came from the bottom pulling myself along droppin sentence after sentence puttin my beats down were they belong, thse rhymes are hype , crazy out of this universe, you be shootin line after line while i cut em down with every verse
im going 9-11 on you lyrics, makin them crash and burn they aint got shit on my beats cause im here to make ya ll learn that i came from the bottom pulling myself along droppin sentence after sentence puttin my beats down were they belong, thse rhymes are hype , crazy out of this universe, you be shootin line after line while i cut em down with every verse
i'd buy a ticcet to ya showz but i don't watch jigalowz.../
shakin it up for fat bitches removin ya clothes/
cmoke the dimu ridah, slappin on crips/
o.g. killah in hiz own words harrassin the briccs/
you got me laughin n' shit at how you promotin you'll pop me/
you sure expose alot to be the silent murderous posse/
succa said he wrote the book, yeah, and i'm signin wit PUFF/
kill you off wit 8 barz and it's more than enuff/
"...i try to do what i can do when i can do it"
-chris (vic damone,jr.) tuccer.....sssssssssucca
shakin it up for fat bitches removin ya clothes/
cmoke the dimu ridah, slappin on crips/
o.g. killah in hiz own words harrassin the briccs/
you got me laughin n' shit at how you promotin you'll pop me/
you sure expose alot to be the silent murderous posse/
succa said he wrote the book, yeah, and i'm signin wit PUFF/
kill you off wit 8 barz and it's more than enuff/
"...i try to do what i can do when i can do it"
-chris (vic damone,jr.) tuccer.....sssssssssucca
maybe u didnt get it...
u want more son? i fucked ya girl n the kid wanted n abortion//
break ya neck while ya reflect on disrespect, its just a portion//
droppin drips ah glycrin while im poppin grips now listen, get ya facts strait before tha tracks play n its gunna be u im dissin//
u n me wit my glock 17-b, pop 15 tips in one ah my clips aint no way im missin//
u lookin like somthin off nutty professa fucked up nigga in a bra cuz he a cross dressa, ill match ya lines for skill n see whos lessa//
PeaCe
~Cmoke
u want more son? i fucked ya girl n the kid wanted n abortion//
break ya neck while ya reflect on disrespect, its just a portion//
droppin drips ah glycrin while im poppin grips now listen, get ya facts strait before tha tracks play n its gunna be u im dissin//
u n me wit my glock 17-b, pop 15 tips in one ah my clips aint no way im missin//
u lookin like somthin off nutty professa fucked up nigga in a bra cuz he a cross dressa, ill match ya lines for skill n see whos lessa//
PeaCe
~Cmoke
tight shit cmoke
watch what you say and where you say it/ don't tell me bout your ak, lemme see you spray it/ if i see you wit a rock betcha ass i'mma take it/ you fake it to look good to your net peers/ i bet queers like you drink bitch beer/ i stick fear in ya heart as easy as bullets/ so which one of you pussys is down to pull it/ cmoke don't know shit about glocks/ i'm bettin none of you pussys know shit about the block/ call the cops but bet i ain't caught/ i'm leanin out the cut, handin out rocks/ i do what i want, cmoke do what he can/ have him talkin fast droppin bars but damn/ the only bars he hittin is some man and mans/ me and cmokes bitch go hand in hand/ betta start over, come wit a new plan/ you thought you was the shit till i came in/ i'm callin out fakes and takin more than you makin/ leave ya ass shakin, you like the bacon so while you fuckin wit beef/ chicken's more ya flava, but how you gun eat wit no teeth/ you can't bring heat if you ain't cold enough/ talk bout pullin triggas, shit bitch you ain't old enough/ don't talk about the dank, lemme see you roll the stuff/ i hold my bluff bitch and ain't backin it down/ lemme see you come at me actin the clown/ like you professional/ i'm guessin you'll drop 2 verses this time, cuz you ain't learned your lesson yo/ hope i got you stressin cuz you needa keep walkin/ you act like you rap but all i'm hearin is talkin/ time to chalk up another victory/ cmoke you ain't shit no more, you history/
watch what you say and where you say it/ don't tell me bout your ak, lemme see you spray it/ if i see you wit a rock betcha ass i'mma take it/ you fake it to look good to your net peers/ i bet queers like you drink bitch beer/ i stick fear in ya heart as easy as bullets/ so which one of you pussys is down to pull it/ cmoke don't know shit about glocks/ i'm bettin none of you pussys know shit about the block/ call the cops but bet i ain't caught/ i'm leanin out the cut, handin out rocks/ i do what i want, cmoke do what he can/ have him talkin fast droppin bars but damn/ the only bars he hittin is some man and mans/ me and cmokes bitch go hand in hand/ betta start over, come wit a new plan/ you thought you was the shit till i came in/ i'm callin out fakes and takin more than you makin/ leave ya ass shakin, you like the bacon so while you fuckin wit beef/ chicken's more ya flava, but how you gun eat wit no teeth/ you can't bring heat if you ain't cold enough/ talk bout pullin triggas, shit bitch you ain't old enough/ don't talk about the dank, lemme see you roll the stuff/ i hold my bluff bitch and ain't backin it down/ lemme see you come at me actin the clown/ like you professional/ i'm guessin you'll drop 2 verses this time, cuz you ain't learned your lesson yo/ hope i got you stressin cuz you needa keep walkin/ you act like you rap but all i'm hearin is talkin/ time to chalk up another victory/ cmoke you ain't shit no more, you history/
lol watchu talkin u out tha cut??? u got my girl? lol u can have her shes a slut//
sounds like we got some jelousy, u aint got shit on ya record im 18 i already got a felony, i aint gettn one thing u be tellin me, and i aint gunna buy that arm n hammer shit u be tryn sellin me//
this aint even ur battle in tha first place but if u want ill get u butt hurt in tha worst ways//
how u gunna say i dont know glocks when i own one, collect 2 caps to ya dome son, homie runnin back to they home RUN//
i dont kno why u had to stick ya nose in, but u should re-read that shit before u turn ur flows in, u act all hard but i know u just posin, check my trigga finga grippin, face frozen now ya life is slippin, ull be in disbelief, i Cmoke tha bud u Cmoke tha leaf, i must be trippn//
this aint even a challange spin around place my verse down n make ya lose ya balance//
dont hit me back wit anotha wack ass verse, cuz i know ur readin my shit right now knowin u gotta rehearse but before u reply back with some bullshit i want u to think first//
lol shit on u
sounds like we got some jelousy, u aint got shit on ya record im 18 i already got a felony, i aint gettn one thing u be tellin me, and i aint gunna buy that arm n hammer shit u be tryn sellin me//
this aint even ur battle in tha first place but if u want ill get u butt hurt in tha worst ways//
how u gunna say i dont know glocks when i own one, collect 2 caps to ya dome son, homie runnin back to they home RUN//
i dont kno why u had to stick ya nose in, but u should re-read that shit before u turn ur flows in, u act all hard but i know u just posin, check my trigga finga grippin, face frozen now ya life is slippin, ull be in disbelief, i Cmoke tha bud u Cmoke tha leaf, i must be trippn//
this aint even a challange spin around place my verse down n make ya lose ya balance//
dont hit me back wit anotha wack ass verse, cuz i know ur readin my shit right now knowin u gotta rehearse but before u reply back with some bullshit i want u to think first//
lol shit on u
yea you right ho you must be trippin/ if you tryin to hit me betcha ass you missin/ i'm the star here, so you can get to wishin/ if i see yo car near, then it's yo tires i'm slittin/ you need to get in where you fit in and stay to yoself/ talkin shit to me is bad fo yo health/ you say you did the dirt but bitch where's ya wealth/ you ain't done shit you like a toy on the shelf/ just stay home fool, just sit and look ugly/ when you go outside you sayin "man please don't mug me/ you ain't no thug b/ there ain't no keyboards in the streets/ yea that slut of yours loves me/ but shit that trick got some treats/ i can tell you already dreadin this verse/ you prolly sittin right now tryin to think up somethin worse/ if ya ask TooSiccs i'mma say you bitch/ you talk about blastin me but i guess you missed/ i'mma tell ya like ya momma did, you fuckin useless/ bite the curb pussy, i'mma leave ya toothless/ so who's with this muthfuckin fake/ cmoke can serve the shit, too bad he can't take/ and don't gimme that fuckin felony crap/ i'm tellin you wack/ the only crime you did was try to rap/ i guess you blind to that tho/ and what the fuck you got a gat fo/ you ain't bustin caps bro/ you needa sit down, before you break a back ho/
