big fame

"Quick shyt" you ripped it, but "big fame" you missed it.
I bring pain like slipped discs but maintain my slick rifts
I'm quick wit, you're **** lick with thick scripts on trick ****
I talk real life cuz that's how you move the legit clicks
Nostik you lost it, took your flow and tossed it
You couldn't land a punch line if throwin em in a mosh pit.
Youre Tosh **** with a v-neck I'm t-mac with a team that's....
Higher than rockets and specialize in popping eye sockets
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Ha nostik only guna get better dog if u work on ur game. Don't back down like youre lost kid when I call out your name. U want "big balling fame" right? Step 1 is here. Developin from lessons I give you...Don't live in fear

Why do you insist on trying to start battle with everyone? Haha

Haha its my **** dog. All in good fun

Originally Posted by smoothtung

Ha nostik only guna get better dog if u work on ur game. Don't back down like youre lost kid when I call out your name. U want "big balling fame" right? Step 1 is here. Developin from lessons I give you...Don't live in fear

See, Im still a younqster', already spittin' my qame
Nd' If I keep this up, everybody will hear my name
You heard it, you hate it, Nd' now you tryna' fade it
Simply you can't forqet it, Cuz, your jus' simply hatin'
Get it ? Now, forqet it, Dont want you to commit suicide
Cuz, I am real, real-ly keepin' it on your bad side
You say, im lost, Im simply, lost in your raps
They make sense, but I don't qet what your tryin' to say perhaps
That I suck ? Well if I suck, then your the one, who qets f*cked
Literally, you try to make me quit, but you really qot mucked
With my dirty lyrics, no Im not talkinq bout' that kind
I know you been thinkin' with that qay mind
Don't have a qrudqe, put this sh*t behind
So, I can qo on with my life, not waste time
Nd' ill be able to qet mine', with no siqn, of beef
But, its whatever, If you want it, I qot more sh*t up my sleeve
You won't believe how much, I have to diss, with no trippin'
I will have your mind thristy for more, Nd' start sippin'

I like how people call out my name,
So if your hatin', your jus' qivinq me fame
Your jus lame doq, Too me its a shame how
Im a beqqiner' Nd' you already came to the qame
Nd' call yourself a touqh quy, not really
But, jus' makin' you write back is like qettin' me hiqh
I qet hiqh, on hate, how fake n*qqas say I discriminate
Really ? Jus' makin' up stuff will qive you a bad fate
A bad outcome, I qet bank n*qqa, an Income
It's jus' likee f*ckin' a b*tch Nd' make her take in your c*m
Im' qettin' tired, not that im weak
But this sh*t's tirinq, it jus' turns bleak
Nd' Know my rhymes are always sleek
Jus' don't be stupid Nd' diss me, sneak.

Rplied on other thread. But dogggg u got game an obviously potential u get better wit err script. Aim for keeping on track an try ta make err rhyme count. Got some nice **** here this time but even one failed line is a buzz kill. You move peeps with groove and flow yea but lyrical potency is just as perhaps more important