Originally Posted by reppnatx

ain't no such thing as flat chested titties just flat chested *****es and rhymes that sound shitty I think its a pity for girls with itty bitties to be ripped on and picked on by nostik kiddies who I think might like dickies. And man its sickening for me to be bickering but **** its got me and Mack snickering

Come on, Bitties, Kiddies, and Dickies ? Now thats' jus' childish,
I qo harder than stone. . .you and Mack know that Im the ish. . .
Your a bus-boy, clean the dishes, and by that I mean, qo join the *****es-walkin' with stitches. . .
Nah, I mean, you come in up with fake raps, and clickin' with RobbMack, like thats jus' helpin' you qet snaps,
Perhaps, you think your bad to the bone, now that quote is old as dirt. . . You think of f*ckin' with me, now you should avert. . .
Or abort, sometimes haters come to me with some sort, of exhort, and report, makin' me qo to hiqh court, with an escort. . .
Now you think you can come to me and make up stupid sh*t ?
Like other n*qqas haven't done the same thinq and throw a fit ?
Your the stupid-est, I mean it, you better watch your raps, one bad rip, and I remit,
But with no siqns of refit, cuz' I remix'd it, or Nostik'd it, you floss'ed it. . .and lost it,
See theres where your flaws hit, and I use my boss wit. . .

The illest, are the younqest,
F*ck the experienced, they dumbest. . .
I mean these noobs like Mack, Repp, and Rus
Need to adjust. . . While I combust, ill' leave em' deep in the dust, these stupid n*qqas atleast need some trust. . .Ill qo and bust. . .
My rhymes keep em' twisted, I keep my sh*t persisted, like Im assisted, but Im un-assisted, your raps are un-listed,
I had to qet mines enlisted, the critics insisted, so they un-resisted, and kept it existed. . .
Your' restricted, thats' what I predicted, when I was early convicted, I was addicted with money, beinq afflicted thats how it did. . .
I left you bloodshed, lookinq like the livinq dead, makinq your qirl qive me head, but she went riqht ahead, and lead it, to her bed, with her heels over my head,
I think Im done, said. . .

Originally Posted by _Nostik_Go_Hard

The illest, are the younqest,
F*ck the experienced, they dumbest. . .
I mean these noobs like Mack, Repp, and Rus
Need to adjust. . . While I combust, ill' leave em' deep in the dust, these stupid n*qqas atleast need some trust. . .Ill qo and bust. . .
My rhymes keep em' twisted, I keep my sh*t persisted, like Im assisted, but Im un-assisted, your raps are un-listed,
I had to qet mines enlisted, the critics insisted, so they un-resisted, and kept it existed. . .
Your' restricted, thats' what I predicted, when I was early convicted, I was addicted with money, beinq afflicted thats how it did. . .
I left you bloodshed, lookinq like the livinq dead, makinq your qirl qive me head, but she went riqht ahead, and lead it, to her bed, with her heels over my head,
I think Im done, said. . .

Hey Nostik.. great topics. now state knowledge and play on it.
My rhymes so fly type you'd wanna take off with.
It's finalised; I'm bored, you're plain.
My lines' so fly you'd board my plane.
Each time weak minds form a phrase it's more the same..
more than lame.. your forum game's a source of shame..
..Mate.. you're a sh*t-talker.
What sort of 'street G' would be on ..this forum?
you're not important.. you don't spit forceful or bring slaughters.
your tasteless flow's like springwater.
your scripts' awful. I ought to ignore them.
you lack the wit, rap and flips.. you have to quit or practise this.
If your "sh*t persisted" ..bet the dope was cut with laxative.

..you said ..."stupid n*ggas"..!? F*CK you.. that was wrong.
..dropped that 'n-bomb' to my face an I'd have struck you like an atom bomb.
That's too standard. I'll move to advance yours..
And smack "noob"s backwards as 'boon' to the artform.

Originally Posted by ROBBMACK

Musta got that **** half off, your spit at best is a hacks cough. You admit that its Mack talk so why all the back talk? Go ahead and back off or get verbally smacked dog. If your uncle jack helped you off a horse would u help your uncle jack off? My artistic linguistic filled with mystic rhetoric will leave you a limp-dicked impotent. An invalid. Your rhymes are invalid. The votes are in count the ballads. Your speech should not be allowed so take some time to ponder and pout ill still be here turning **** out

A "Robbmack"? ..what's that? you lack sense bro.
I harmed your coat-of-arms, -'Rob' 'Mack'- just -'Jacked' 'Trenchcoats'-

Switch it up or fix it up with hammerblows.
you "hack cough".. I'll hack ya throat.
It stands coz you're standard.. you rap but I rapture..
I don't just "backtalk".. I back talk with action.

..Better if your heart were true. I can't approve.
you can't claim "rhetoric" but nobody answers you.

your rapping's slapstick. a bad joke. I'd mad dope.
I'd smack "Mac" backwards on caM though.

Try to bite my papertrail, that'd be your great attainment,
"Smacked dog".. 'back off'; ..I'm still try'na 'shake' the 'tails'.

By the way.. Nice drops Nostik and Robbmack.
Mostly just playin' with my battle disses.. if I honestly didn't like your styles I wouldn't be bothering to respond to them at all eh.

Originally Posted by _Nostik_Go_Hard

Come on, Bitties, Kiddies, and Dickies ? Now thats' jus' childish,
I qo harder than stone. . .you and Mack know that Im the ish. . .
Your a bus-boy, clean the dishes, and by that I mean, qo join the *****es-walkin' with stitches. . .
Nah, I mean, you come in up with fake raps, and clickin' with RobbMack, like thats jus' helpin' you qet snaps,
Perhaps, you think your bad to the bone, now that quote is old as dirt. . . You think of f*ckin' with me, now you should avert. . .
Or abort, sometimes haters come to me with some sort, of exhort, and report, makin' me qo to hiqh court, with an escort. . .
Now you think you can come to me and make up stupid sh*t ?
Like other n*qqas haven't done the same thinq and throw a fit ?
Your the stupid-est, I mean it, you better watch your raps, one bad rip, and I remit,
But with no siqns of refit, cuz' I remix'd it, or Nostik'd it, you floss'ed it. . .and lost it,
See theres where your flaws hit, and I use my boss wit. . .

I can barely believe that this dude's rapping still.
you "go harder than stone"? I go 'pneumatic drill'.
I'll f*ck up your lifecycle.. I rhyme finer..
your 'pick's "harder than stone" but 'Mine's diamond.

How you gonna call 'em "childish"?
you're coming on some mild ish,
My lines depict some vibrant sh*t
Style it and try to think of tighter scripts.
your raps are rotten it's a crappy offering.
"flossed"? what? you're candy"floss"ing this.
you're bait wack and lame man, I'm taking over..
you've got "fake wraps" like baking soda..
I'll hit you up with fatal rhymes..
"stitch" you up; grenades inside.

just try to try your best man, make a pledge.
when you try to "get snaps".. break a leg..
then you'd whinge, but you'd be leaving thankful quick..
'genuine', with matching scars and gangster limp.
you think you own sick prose that fit those... sh*t no.
you'd "throw' a 'fit". I'd 'pull' a 'fit' b*tch though.

@ Nostiq





I come fresh im old spicing
I be slicin n dicing on point n precicely.
Nice try but no dice man you claim to be pro that sh*t was novice
Go back n revise some
Im done playing nice son ill knock you out like im tyson... G.G. and T.Y. Son

Originally Posted by RusKazVan

you say your fourteen well im twenty one
when i was seven i went unprotected in the bum of your mum
So understand it when I say listen up Son.

you made a mistake calling me out
guess imma teach you what the rap game is about
ya see the General straightens out the boy scout
you wont get saved by the bell so no tapping out


take notes n digest it. whats that you requested, Please dont hurt me?
youre gonna have to take the pain cuz u just got molested

Ey Rus, thanks man! you hit -'like'- brother.
I'd get back to your drops if there were a 'dislike' button.
"fourteen"..? "twentyone"..? oh wait, ok.. I'm twentysix.
f*ck a number though yo, it's all about the heavy scripts..
the readied flips and who's deadliest.
please, you can't but test this inception..; it's hard to best it's inflections..;
your "miss-takes" are like a narcoleptic director's.

....wants to get "molested".. sits and waits and holds his breath..
wanna get your hole dug out so better off as 'mole-instead'.
....your "mum's bum"? that's f*ckedup.... I did but it's hardest work;
you only got wind of that sh*t because she's farting sperm.
"tapped out"? man doubt it.. I tapped in..
ate out her fat c*nt more like a banquet.

@ SBU


Another beaner revealin n he begginin
his squuelin "like ooo im this villain"
zero skill n full of sh*t up to the ceiling
I aint your brotha n that b*tch you mention wasnt my motha
Brotha that was some fat chick now go f*ck anotha
Like their mcdonalds they mclovin you
Just remember them big girls need some lovin too

Originally Posted by RusKazVan

I come fresh im old spicing
I be slicin n dicing on point n precicely.
Nice try but no dice man you claim to be pro that sh*t was novice
Go back n revise some
Im done playing nice son ill knock you out like im tyson... G.G. and T.Y. Son

..you "Tyson" this sh*t but I'm the guy to fear dawg..
My 'Holyfield' rap style's type to bite your ears off.
I've only seen one drop and I'm already bored of him.
My punchlines'll hit your grill for real- I'll 'Forman' it..

your rhymes try to hold weight? just die right, an' fold mate..
"Dicing on point" coz your lifestyle's roleplay.
Mostly lies but some's true.. word, bro..
Not quite "old spice"- some new 'herb' though.

Originally Posted by RusKazVan

@ SBU


Another beaner revealin n he begginin
his squuelin "like ooo im this villain"
zero skill n full of sh*t up to the ceiling
I aint your brotha n that b*tch you mention wasnt my motha
Brotha that was some fat chick now go f*ck anotha
In a mcdonalds they be mclovin on you
Just remember them big girls need some lovin too

I've got some new systems and proper due wisdom..
..what about "fat chicks"? ..I'm not superficial.
call me "Brotha" like I came from your lord's fables..
..I'm proper Cained but still I'm more Able.
you're just a dumb lyricist..
calling me "zero" when I'm substance unlimited.
"up to the ceiling"? ..you're not even a runner-up.
you'll be beyond that ceiling too- I'll finish with an uppercut.

Originally Posted by _SBU

I've got some new systems and proper due wisdom..
..what about "fat chicks"? ..I'm not superficial.
call me "Brotha" like I came from your lord's fables..
..I'm proper Cained but still I'm more Able.
you're just a dumb lyricist..
calling me "zero" when I'm substance unlimited.
"up to the ceiling"? ..you're not even a runner-up.
you'll be beyond that ceiling too- I'll finish with an uppercut.

"Substance unlimited"? Try unlimited substance, with an abundance of timid nothing's claimed "punch"es.
Superficial?.... no , super-fictional?..... Possible
My rhymes are optimal an collapse many an abdominal.
I'm demonic n' all in contrast to your plan stan,
your Recycled "uppercuts" couldn't even land in san fran
At bandcamp the band champ told u to expand..so what do yo do
up you ran to smooths candy van. I aint rude ill show you a thing or two

Ha The van part is for u tre

Originally Posted by smoothtung

At second wif your fragrance smells like "kid lost his patience"
All in all I'm appalled novice..letting worried words break cadence.
Feigned acquaintance, your hate has stayed skill in abeyance.
Jus sayin... It'd make sense to bow down to this sensation.
I'm hastening In grace swiftly spitting in quick pace.
Disgrace, get from my face...out my wake, an to a safe place.
I'm irate that you jumped ranks to roll with the 4-doors
I air-raided your "full-bore", try keepin up with me no more.

You shoulda left that recycled rant with your title at the recycle plant. You wanna rhyme hard as hell, but can't. And I can't stand for this scam believing you're the man **** we both know I am him. Like KMD cause am kausing much damage.while you're lines are mismanaged, you need a new manager or like I said before get a lil derringer. Remove the fear in ya or improve my hearing ya. The only one cheering ya is the smoothtung used on my smooth bum. Your lost your grove son go find a new one

Enough. I'm through with this. Done disputing you mutant.
I'm influenced to ruin all imprudent disputants.
You Nuisance, are f**king useless. A mere student ta boot b**ch...
If I tutor you this, next time come back a cool script.
I'll toolwhip your truegrit, see what's left when I'm thru with it.
Stop this novice, honest..the only damage you do is to your own whit.
I'm solid as stone bricks, will wallop where ur blows miss.
If you follow with an acceptabley grown script ill postpone this..

Originally Posted by smoothtung

Enough. I'm through with this. Done disputing you mutant.
I'm influenced to ruin all imprudent disputants.
You Nuisance, are f**king useless. A mere student ta boot b**ch...
If I tutor you this, next time come back a cool script.
I'll toolwhip your truegrit, see what's left when I'm thru with it.
Stop this novice, honest..the only damage you do is to your own whit.
I'm solid as stone bricks, will wallop where ur blows miss.
If you follow with an acceptabley grown script ill postpone this..

more black ops and pad locks and blah blah blah talk fro m the half cocked staff sarge with rap stock. You and lil nostik goes half hard get laughed off like tank tops that are cut half off and made of mesh, dawg.we'll, here's where the laffs stop! School you before I blast off. Return to my planet of origin, where *****s rap they *** off. Sit in my ship and pour some gin remind you of the score again. I drop bombs like palms from heavn leave u in a handprint cater realize your maker. I'm more realer than you are faker.first u must crawl you can walk tall later. I'm no smoothing hater I love u for making me greater but. I am a taker. Nothing given though you're driven. You're unproven. And losing sight of all you've been pursuing w/all your "words that rhyme" AP using. Choosing to continue to use me in the brews you're stewing only proves to result in u continuing to lose.

Originally Posted by RusKazVan

@ Nostiq





I come fresh im old spicing
I be slicin n dicing on point n precicely.
Nice try but no dice man you claim to be pro that sh*t was novice
Go back n revise some
Im done playing nice son ill knock you out like im tyson... G.G. and T.Y. Son

You point precisely ? from my perspetive you could'nt do it nicely. . .
Im tellinq the truth in this rap concisely. . .
I don't claim Im pro, but Im better than you. . .That's what I know. . .
Cuz Im novice. . . but with my rhymes your lame a** can't even notice. . .

Might be brash Mack but let the last laugh be that at your last rap.
Scratch that.
I'll laugh last after I pass this lass an watch his "Mack" crash.
Your tapped robb, that's that. Lacking snap is where you fall back at.
I'm snappy like I cracked a snapple cap, an found fat facts on robbmack on the back.
I'm apple to your mac and venison slabs to ur big mac.
You are of a boring origin, I should smoke you like a zigzag.
tanks cut in half? I dig that, but its a kids rap.
I'll send bombs back in nepalm an sink your ship cap'

SBU n Nostik ones weak sh*t the other s a gawker
like Britney n Chris Crocker two kids who spent their school life in lockers
Brotha what you know about boxing aside from your style being boxed in
youre already clinchin protectin your weak chin
Its my southpaw against your glass jaw
My style got you in awe flowing smoothly no flaws its time to withdraw
Facing me s like facing the law

Originally Posted by _SBU

A "Robbmack"? ..what's that? you lack sense bro.
I harmed your coat-of-arms, -'Rob' 'Mack'- just -'Jacked' 'Trenchcoats'-

Switch it up or fix it up with hammerblows.
you "hack cough".. I'll hack ya throat.
It stands coz you're standard.. you rap but I rapture..
I don't just "backtalk".. I back talk with action.

..Better if your heart were true. I can't approve.
you can't claim "rhetoric" but nobody answers you.

your rapping's slapstick. a bad joke. I'd mad dope.
I'd smack "Mac" backwards on caM though.

Try to bite my papertrail, that'd be your great attainment,
"Smacked dog".. 'back off'; ..I'm still try'na 'shake' the 'tails'.

Rhetoric : (ret-er-ik) noun. The skilled use of language