I got you niggaz, nervous
On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless
You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third
You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?
I lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt
when You **** with a label overseein the Earth
Menthol mutha****a, Xlash's birth
And as I mold, I become a curse
So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
c**k and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse
is he who Depicts fiction in his verse
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You'se not the streets, you'se the desk
Use not your chest nigga, use a vest
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth

fuq.. maybe i should enetr the rap game or some shyt like dat,... oh DEFF POETRY!!!

xlash a so ya move mi don

yo mi brain sick..like i got swine flew up in d head!!

so everybody a poetic all sudden? but this is

CHECK OUT OBIE TRICE VERSE-----HMMMM WAH REALLY A GWAAN



eminem

I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us
Coming to terms, where we can agree
There ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit me
You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin Englais
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless
You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best believe you gon' know me
When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
Come on, b!$%h, show me, pick me up, throw me
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too!

[Chorus]
Now go to sleep b!$%h!
Die, mother****er, die! Ugh, time's up, b!$%h, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, b!$%h! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep b!$%h! (what?)
Die mother****er die, bye, bye, mother****er, bye, bye!
Go to sleep b!$%h! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die mother****er, ah, ah, ah...
...Go to sleep b!$%h!

[Obie Trice]
We got you niggaz, nervous
On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless
You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third
You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?
We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You **** with a label overseein the Earth
Shady mutha****a, O. Trice's birth
And as I mold, I become a curse
So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
c**k and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
Depicts fiction in his verse
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You'se not the streets, you'se the desk
Use not your chest nigga, use a vest
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat
Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet
Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going
%&%* don't seep, then sleep not knowin
But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life
Easy-going with the same one that started the fight
He be knowing how dog get, when dog gone bite
Tried to show him the dog %&%*, it's dog for life
Grand champ, and my *lo** Line is tight
Cuz it's all good, it's all right
Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back
Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac
*lo** Line, and, we can go track for track
Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
All you mother****ers! take that!
Here, take this too, b!$%h! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo!
We're killin all you mother****ers dead, all you!
Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more press!
Rot, mother****ers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, b!$%h, in the mother****ing dirt!
Die nameless, b!$%h, die nameless! No more fame!
Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha
Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha

-- Edited by gamepun on Friday 13th of November 2009 10:46:39 AM

yow that dog how belview nuh ketch you yet

DI MAN COMMIT THE ULTIMATE SIN OF WRITING LYRICS PLAGEURISM AKA.BITING

@ gamepun

hmmm..luu

x is a fake

pun

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MR COPY AND PASTE

ok so wat, you found me out,
I'm sicker than this without a doubt.
n' ya'll hat'n so much you be studying me,
But i'm not the psychotic one, ya'll should be stydying she.

These rap iconz iz lyrically sick,
i borrowed a few, so wat dip shyt.
I hear ya'll be talking bout me on zone,
its good though, lol,, zone'z most hated and stoned.

I cut and upgraded someone's lyrics,
Now it seems am spittin' gimmics.
I ain't trippin' ova no b_itch,
n' PUN, you'z just a frickin' snitch.

But its cool though bra', it jus gives u ppl more stuff to talk about
amma always be here to hear you ppl laughing out.
cry and shout, X is an imposter, been tricking us all,
I don't give a F_uck, so F_uck all a ya'll...

lol..how'z dat now pun..ever heard this one before?

x / u bitter u i wonder wa else u bit other than rymess me no wa find out star kmt

yall are crazyyyyy

tassie look cute yuh ****