Ok lets keep it general ma freestyle skills incredible sendin homosexual rappaz off for some medical attention wen a speak ya cant beat me at all am indispensable every line a writes straight to the point like decimals its mataz the terrible real ya jus a phoney these crackers grab the mic and jus make noise like karaoke no replica to me a be the one and only sittin sippin on peroni some say bein on top is lonely me a beg to differ ma heads a bitter mess am sicker dont need to force rhymes out like babies wen they get delivered get the picture?

Just like every legend , you die
Not me, I ' m meant to survive
It looks like you tried the rap
game , but never made
it ,
Either that or you' re sexually
frustrated
I' m sixteen , but got flow
you sound like a **** not even a
pre teen would blow
You too busy talking about girls
that you can' t even
get
I' ll make sure , posting that rhyme
will be your
biggest
regret
Now your *** is here hoping for
glamour and fame
***** , if your about that , I suggest
you leave this
****in'
rap game

*****z tryinna act big whilst some of ya
behave just like pigs, am nt a snitch nd
datz y people call me mr big. I'v gt
swag and i rep me all the time if ya
think am lying just c

Well, im in the south sittin in my house without a spliff again,
Words relate to sounds which surround my
sunlit residence.

The sky is falling...
no lies, no higher calling, just swarms
of mosquitos formin into chords which
Creep n crawl in,
Like snakes, infact,
my mate got broken into a few days back
And smacked with a panga cos
His phone lit his home/shack

No jokes black, just a white guy in
a broke shack, zulus slittin my throat
And got my bro with a old axe.

Thats how i live g, after 6 you history
If u wana try puff a spliff,
goodbyyye
you cut to bits

yoo WAC rappers should stop
making fake gangstar SHEET....they
gat no punchlines when its kam to
making HEAT.....am reping my
hood yoo every time ah jump on d
BEAT.....
clean n simple don't say slosh on
mah POST....it wount be luved in d
video fun that we will be
HOAST......so take ur eyes up d sun
nd see who's d GHOST....
lots of rap battles ah already
WON.. .. coz all ah do is win nd u
do is WRONG...Am an hip pop icon
nd am standing too STRONG....aiii

Agent FagSpitter...

Oh, no, I don't spit for the hell of it, I know I'm more than relevant
My common sense has been bombin' sh1ts like you ever since I first started tellin' it
And in the present tense there's more than enough evidence to prove I'm more intelligent
Than you fool, you're tryin' to be elegant but you started out in a deficit
Talkin' defication, often dedication isn't prevalent, and that's what I see with you
Yeah, it's parchment, let me enlarge it and throw the whole sheet at you
I'm spittin' raps as you collapse, my bars are in charge, just read a few
I think perhaps BackInBlack has proven the craft, indeed I do
So don't speak of acumen when you're lackin' it, get vaccinated
Put me on blast when you're not hackin' it? Get abacinated
Lookin' past the hatred, I keep 'em fascinated
Rap is sacred, how dare you hack and rape it
With passive vacant bars about total bullsh1t
You're not worthy to stand in ya local pulpit
I just stole on you again, call me the vocal culprit
Anger got a hold on you again? Come on and voice it

The choice is yours, if I were you I'd back up a few feet
Coz I'll never run from an unclever bum when my sh1t is just too sweet
And when you rap, we take a nap, the whole damd crew sleep
Ya knuckles are bleedin' coz you drag 'em fagit, I'm too deep
For your petty metaphors
Most lackin' context, don't know what ya said it for
Not a one complex, you're the bull, I'm the matador
Why I gotta swing this red cape at this silly fagit for?
Yeah, it's sh1t like that, but I fight back with a sure shot, sure to make ya drop
You at the bottom son, now take ya spot
Mr. gangsta automaton, but really he crave the co(k
He's just spittin' recycled pac, make 'im stop
I'm gettin' a headache, boy I make the dead wake
You just a head case, boy, I make the fed's shake
I know I got ya red faced, boy, you be just a dead weight
Get back in ya place, nothin' ya have said's straight

murderous intellect, reflects
and leaves all of your assertive midget text,tripping, turning to *****,
im burning you pricks,
like sticks,
said the squirell
youre ****ed,
unless mr slick is your chick
you cunts are in need of
sum luck.
i dream this **** up,
**** a bean, i mean, gleam
like a cat thats strapped with a lightnening gat,
defeating titans, striking back,
but a bust a type alright,
hide...
i might be back,
cutting on life in a nike
hat.
haha nike hat,
i bet you like the sight of my psyche mack,
sit inside these shacks with a tight teen track

Check it out,
Yeeh yeeh, They call me Mr. Clean,
N**** I'm fresh as listerine,
They say my rhymes are mean,
D*** I'm so hot I'm blowin steam!

Dear Vector
You're in the wrong sector
So I'm comin' at ya like a cannon ball wrecker
I'll cut you up and eat you for breakfast like Hannibal Lector
Dissect your whole verse and expose it's insides
To prove ya will be the losa from here to the end times
Your bars are erratic like wind chimes
Eternal dissonance, when you're spittin' it, there's really no need to defend mine
You couldn't defeat titans if you ate your vitamins, I'll bury you and you'll never see the light again
You might be back? Well even if you write again, your vocab lacks in biotin
I still have more braincells than you even though I been gettin' china man
Let me give you a little bit of enlightenment
Your bars are light weight punchin' bags
Now I'm not prejudice, but I've been known for punchin phags
You're on the precipice already so why not come and see what tortures my dungeon has
I'm not a hater but your bars got the vapors, what a pungent gas, no function, alas

alvicopopple iz a Lyrical
Monster stepping in wt lethal flows.
Sending garbage MCs to their
GRAVEYARDS >>> Itzzz now a
decade n u FREAKY CLOWNS
haven't gat laid. Oh folks, look!!! D
brain damage disgusting FAGGOTS
r chasing HENS. Buzzzz off u KINKY
DOGS >>> Snowflake iz so sick at
blasting monstrous lyrics 4rm his
mouth datzzz filled wt 4 inch
CANINES >>> Bout to tear up flesh
n store blood in d refrigerator to
chill n drink as LIQUOR >>> Wackos
imma ur worst nightmare. I'm lyk
DEATH!!!!! More lyka patient zero in
d APOCALYPSED... go easy vector/$appien sappien cant compare wit homo erectus/d population rise okk i need a cencus/venom vico is ur manhood ache when pissin/kid just come on board singin dissin/for no reason/

just like a king i'v been out on a
recess/making money living life in
excess/so many *****s wanna
trample on my success/no matter
what you can never stop my
progress/am keepin it real/doing
big deal/too many enemies o, they
trynna get me kill/just name ur
price ***** and i will foot the bill/
no matter what am here still/
flexing my rhyme skill/this is just
the start/no evil in my heart/sierra
leone's best rappa ***** i top the
chart/dis time i take the lead/
smooking rappas like weed/am on
my paper chasing until my soul
bleed Young rappers with big panpas
dont 4gt ur slippers take out ur
map n look at ur atlass n tell me
where do u stop wht class am
ready to kick ur *** if u wont to
locate me use compass gud night
******s

Oh no, look everybody, it's alvicopopple
Don't mess wit' him y'all, he's so hostile
But the truth is he'll still be a peon when his bones become old fossils
I'm sorry, I'm so awful
But seein' as puttin' chumps in their places is not unlawful, I'm a go ahead anyway
I'll come in here and make this muthafuka topple... any day
Every day, style of a heavy weight in every way
I'm the comet wormwood, you're a little meteor
I divest in my words good, that's why they're meatier
Now bow down like a nerd should, coz ya cannot beat me sir
It cannot be more simply understood, I'm a king where the weak be sir
I started out with a spark but now combustion has occured, it was only a matter of time
So now you muthafukas must be absurd if ya think ya can fuk wit' the mad hatter of rhyme
There's only one ladder to climb, and that latter is mine
I'm leavin' y'all behind, essentially in sequence see, it was providential considerin' my potential, so you can take that as a sign

I can rap your bullsh1t kinda rap too... easy...

I'm comin' for my chedda
N***as all know I'm betta
I keep my peice on a leash, ready for any vendetta
Increase the deceased, n***a, it's whateva so if ya wanna get beast, we can feast, peeps this barretta
N***a, you can eat this foreva, you gonna die slow, I'm a make sure it's painful
For fukin' wit' my set I'll make you swallow this chrome and send ya home to the angels
Your body just dangles, bloodstained Kangols, posed, I choose the angle
And for sure YOU WILL lose the tangle
So I hate to bruise ya mental but it's pivitol
N***a, they wont even be able to identify ya from ya dentals, which is critical
That's what'll happen if ya play gangsta little boy, I'm a criminal
I might just up and shank ya, and hang ya by ya genitals
It's so pitiful, you thought you was on the come up
Now ya just so miniscule, just anotha dumb fuk
Think I'm a show ya some pity fool? You got me fukked up
Aint no doubt, I'll take ya back to school you mitch bade young punk

hi hunny,
so im back it seems, just
had dreams and backinblack was with his man eugine,
holding hands and
**** it man i had to can the dream,
and i had no real plan to get back asleep so here is goes two stones get thrown at your ovaries
a little moment leaps and flow leaks all over peeps, im prone to poke
a geek. if her peach is sweet. like clover leaves, but i must be merry
cos this fairies chief is hilarious.
so wheres the dust tinks?
i crush the vits and sniff em up,
sip a cptn, hook em up
n flip a rap with gooder stuff
little raptors get their diddles blasted, cos the riddle masters
got the little bastards filled with
killer skill asthma.
i keeps it real faster than a deal
of that coke lighter than smoke and a dope viper with hope.
nope that raps not on my scope
either, i choke spiders.
but keep a few for a bloke
tyler, alone in the road fighting.

next tone

so what happens when you try touch pure energy?
it ensures heavilly that your nerves are burned n turned to jelly b,
you sound like heavyD with a bright gown and some vaseline.

i glanced around to see whod take a dance with me, but ive advanced
alas your gassed double S to convey the speech

Just listen, I'll show why my sh1t's glorious
Pay attention and I'll demonstrate why I'm victorious
After this yo, don't go tellin' stories it's
Well known that your sh1t's spurious
Everyone knows you're curious and besides gettin' blasted
We're like "I'm not sure if he's not gettin' shafted,
But that's sure the way he's actin'"
Fruity like Clay Aiken when you be rappin'
And none of your rhymes make any sense whatsoever
But I'll give up because, fuk, ya so clever
And I've never lied, no, never
Lots of artists choke but you choke better
Choke on every dope letter of every word that I put together on this quick sixteen
Somehow it's only foulness that comes out of ya mouth it's in need of some listerine
You wanna get into a p1ssin' contest? Well you drizzle while I p1ss a stream
Who exactly are ya tryin' to impress? Coz it certainly isn't me

you could never be gloryfull
just a circle inside a cubicle,
you cute but still i always
mute ya grill
then i
shoot to kill.
the black is back and vectors making him laugh?
il grate your face on my plate and give ya mate less than half.
im streching your thoughts and boss i bet ya vexed with the force, **** a lector its the vector thats digesting your forms.
ive extended the horns,
your rhymes like a 7 year olds,
so grab ya umbrella yung ri ri cos in this weather you fold,
you the regular, im BOLD
with groove just to better the soul
i move a letter with a view of ****in treasure and gold

You all are crazy as ****,
Thinking you are the top hit,
As you rap all about sex,
And blowing each other's brains over text,
Thinking you are Lil Wayne or even Eminem,
But you are nothing close to them,
You think that you are nice,
Like old Obie Trice,
But when you are rappin',
It sounds like your mother is crappin'
Crappin' all over the rhymes,
Thinking that it is the New York Times,

You are like Papa Doc, cant carry a beat,
Or even resist the urge to not repeat,
The same **** over and over,
As if you were like Grover,
From Sesame Street,
trying to bang a girl with your tiny *** meat,
Your girl always lets out a fake moan,
When you are sexting on the telephone,

Yo I make money by the billions,
As you angry kids start your tiny rebellions,
You are starting brand new controversies,
Because you dont like the music industries,
I dont even see rap as a genre of music,
Just a ****ed up ruse or a a dumb *** trick,
Spittin' lines out by the pairs,
Thinking you are as unique as the fairs,
This crazy *** rap is over,
You are just a wanna be or a poser,
Yo heres the mic, no need to be like Mike,
Because you cant dance or play ball,
You are just a dumb fat *** ****,
Whose words were just splattered to the wall.

niqqas run frm u bro cos u sound
disgusting...
others try to skip ur line cos they look
devastating...
battling withu i won't risk cos it's
boring...
your line are so weak check mine they
are burning...
u woke me frm my my xlp jst bcos u
gays like cunning...
punk *** rapper nxttime pls say good
morning...
it once i'll say so that's ur final
warning...
i won't be going further so better start
running...
coz nobody here ain't feeling ur
rhyming...
hey punk u need some lines so go
start buying...

thanks you little chipmonk,
alvicopopple *****-punk.
your name should fist a
couple or just suck a couple
***** buv.
what are you saying b?
i think this players saying
sheeit?
i don mean to be the one to
say it g
please just move along and
play it clean.

time to rhyme and have fun with this rap thing,
whatshappening,
the lyric axe swings,
split, ya splat-then.
i skate a track, n clip ya vein
in pain, you lay on back
theres no way to say if youll
remain or detatch.
oh yes *****,
i must not forget
to per.sist,
that youve started to leak
from your
breast.i.si.sists.
i pick a pocket
and get fresh with ****,
drop a set with wit to
up the core pressure a bit.
but its sick cos
i dropped in, a few genuine gs
just rocking, crafting their own,
unlocking and mastering zones unconscious,
but anyway, i gots to go
so
i dash home anonymous
synonymous to the way that
i smash stoney
tolerance