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    I tried to help you but you seem allergic to winning
    Your rhymes were so bad I concluded that you needed helping
    We out here dissing peoples rapping ability
    But your gay *** too concerned with peoples sexuality
    Are you above 12 you make me question your mentality
    My flow is like a tsunami that's just how it's meant to be
    Like Bartimaeus sometimes the blind need a little water to see
    I have to break this down so fools like you can undestand
    Imagine we are different characters in a game
    Don't try to comeback because you have already lost
    You are the villain in the first level while i'm the final boss
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    Like Mr T, I pity this fool,
    You still wanna engage? Such a tool.
    Your rhymes were soft, iímma snap this and reddit it,
    Full of errors, even when it was edited
    Readin ur raps is like readin robert munsch,
    Ur rhymes belong in a kindergarten book that kids wud read durin lunch/
    U edited ur piece of crap rap, itís still mild
    And it still spellin mistakes , are u a man child?
    80% of ur rhymes didnít even rhyme,
    You sound like I Am Sam during story time,
    Go back to bein a virgin
    U shud consult a sex change surgeon,
    I aint concerned wit ur gender or sex,
    But i call out f ags that prefer d ick over breast,
    Sayin ur flowís like a tsunami wave?
    When u got no ebb or flow in ur lyrics, stop the rave,
    Ur whole wrap is chicken,
    Go change ur name to mr Charles d ick-in,
    Little Oliver, a Fa g-in a rap duel?
    Shudnít u be askin me for more gruel?
    ď I want some more please,Ē
    I shud punish u like a drill sarge, ď boy At ease!Ē
    I was trashin ur inability to rap,
    Ur brain wasnt designed for this, go back to ur fap,
    No fool even needs to view ur crappy lines,
    Their ears wud bleed , like they listenin to amanda bynes,
    Ur lyrics are alien to the rap world, straight outta the movie ďSignsĒ
    I shud start recording it on ďbad rap vinesĒ
    Talkin about bosses and levels, now i can confirm,
    That Ur a f uckin virgin nerd , who eats man sperm,
    Never once did i bring up gaming or consoles,
    Ur probably still in grade school, with swollen tonsils,
    Go back and cry to your mommy and get her to sue,
    Cause after my lyrics violate you,
    Old Lady gonna need to be on life support bed,
    Uíll wake up feelin like u already dead,
    Ur soft like casper the ghost,
    This has been such an easy roast,
    Ur lyrics were meant to battle like a war,
    War as in 1944,
    Battlin u is such a bore,
    Id rather be lectured by a paid hooker or a w hore,
    u came in softer than spongebob , but my lyrics rough
    U soundin like u got Krabs, ur girl must have it tough,
    Right now u about to hit bikini bottom,
    My lyrics wipe u out, like God did to Sodom,
    Itís a parent that u aint on my level,
    Such a childish rebel,
    I expect another hopeless rap attempt,
    After ur tryoutís done, go work a temp,
    Smoke up a few joints with hemp,
    Maybe uíll write more creative words,
    Cause ur lyrics are more rotten than milk curds,
    Fake azz rapper, go be a designer
    Rap is too violent for u, i will kill this shyt rhymer,
    This clear first timer.
    U donít belong here, outcast.
    Ur a nerd who plays Outlast
    Go back to eating junk and lookin like peter griffin,
    Go back to the coke, glue, or whatever ur sniffin
    Go retire and be a food tester,
    Go change ur name to somethin like Chestor the Molester
    F uckin wit the Don, u must want a death wish filed,
    Al cap-one in you, mafia styled,

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    Man talk is cheap..
    Ya spit even cheaper..
    This like gambling with death
    When u deal with the reaper..
    Peak the style try’a reach deeper..
    Back then I was off the page like a beeper..
    N now I still off ya page call it a sleeper..
    Get slain in my lane..jeepers creeper
    If ya bytch a dime u should keep her..
    If she spent all ya dimes then it’s time..
    If popin’ lines a crime
    Then U should be in hand cuff..
    U..Tom a clown on some bluff..
    U can get smoke out the snuff..
    When I smoke out the puff..
    U get sprinkle on..angel dust..
    Enough I’m back to put pressure in the pot..
    Flame the forum too hot iron on the board..
    Put the stuff in the iron and let it torch..
    Straighten out ya shirt n torso..
    Get pop out like lights out..
    This gonna be a light work..
    Circuit shortage ya short wire
    When u get shot out..(ouch!)
    I done told u I can knock ya block out..
    Power outage and blocks out..
    I done told u I can knock ya whole blocks out!!(umm!)
    I move unit so fluidly..electricity..
    True to this..no hesitation..I’m adamant..
    move legit at the path of less resistance..
    Man u get slay in an instant
    It’s not my intend to pop u five in N Sync
    But u get hit in five places in sync
    if u try’a to testify I give u five more
    Before the ship sink!!
    I make ya hands touch the sky in a blink..
    It ain’t what u think..advertisement line..
    just click on the link
    I get this murder spree the blood etch out the ink..
    I got the plug with IT..
    U get the plug with IV
    I be high as the peak
    Sun rise couldn’t even touch me..
    N u can’t even rise B..
    Too live or to die..
    But U just live to die B..
    I’m early in my bags..
    So fly n let my mind free..
    U still on my last flight..
    jet lag when u spit a free!!..huh sucker mc!

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    I waited more than month for something crazy,
    Was thinkin to myself that you just got lazy.
    But after you popped up in my inbox email,
    read ur shyt and it was as illogical as a female
    U the opposite of aubrey drake graham,
    You went from 100-0 real quick, total mayhem
    Called urself the ďreaperĒ, jeepers creeper?
    Silence Little lamb,before i cut you deeper,
    The lecterís just started,
    Call me freddy krueger, iíll scare you retarded
    get double crossed over, AI, the Departed
    Call me God , Shammgod, now on ur knees, bow
    Worship supreme leader, chairman mao
    Do it hindu style, kamadhenu cow,
    U saw how i demolished poor olaty,
    Or so i refer to as ď poor old lady,Ē
    My lyrics left Olaty ,self destructive like Haiti,
    He might as well call himself ďkaty,Ē
    After iím through with the final finish,
    Uíll go from ďAllianceĒ, to ď spinachĒ
    Uíll promote PETA , turn into a gay vegan,
    Ur boyfriend will c ock smash ur skull, Negan
    Uíll have ear issues , need hearing AIDS
    Uíll wear rainbow colored braids,
    It took u a lifetime to fire off blank rounds,
    In a war, u wudve been devoured by hounds
    Ur carcass was dessert-ed long ago,
    You ran out of ammo for ur crappy flow,
    So u tried to make a push , like vimy ridge
    My lyrical nukes Blitzkrieg you, london bridge
    Donít try to be a hero, she mad (hiroshima) cause u a cuck
    Ur girl knows iím her daddy, cause u canít f uck
    Ud rather suck,
    U cudnt use ur brain to make a quick buck,
    Is ur tongue stuck? Ur outta luck,
    Serve u up wit szechuan sauce, peking duck
    Now bow down to ur captain commander,
    My lyrics will burn u up, young salamander
    Ur talkin about bein so full of heat,
    But U havent even achieved a feat, just defeat,
    Flames? Iíll chop you up, season u wit curry like hakka,
    Yamamoto style, flames surround u like Ryūjin Jakka,
    My Lyrics so divine, they raise the dead,
    Lyrics so sharp, theyíll cut off ur head,
    Zanka no tachi style,
    Iíll cut down Alliance, flesh stacked in a pile,
    Grill his flesh with crumpets, Country Style
    Serve ur flesh , farmerís biscuits,
    with a drink like Starbucks, berry hibiscus,
    I Make sure the server spells my name,
    But Ur cup reads ď Alliance-Wild Game,Ē
    Drug u like Bill Cosby, cuz u gettin raped,
    Ur feet and hands gettin taped,
    This Chocolate puddin makin u sick,
    Another cosby victim who secretly craves ****
    Ur remains fed to the dogs of michael vick,
    hands bounce off ur face, like im playin bongo
    Iíll eat u up like Iím a cannibal from the congo,
    Alliance wants liberation,
    i put him in liberia-nation, ur favorite vacation,
    Thereís no escape from the warlordís wrath,
    Mow u down like General Butt Naked, stay clear of my path,
    Iíll devour ur physical heart in a sack of ice,
    Josh Blahyi ,drink ur blood like ur a sacrifice
    Stop battlin cause ur just fresh meat,
    Id rather be kissing a hot girlís feet ,
    Battlin u is easier than solving quadratic equations,
    U Always come up short, like the d ick size of most asians

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    I’m lookin like I can’t believe the flash of this trash
    You Talkin like you smooth with yo moves like silk
    But your more like pot holes in the road no joke
    Your liberation of fiberation with constipation
    The only food you’ll eat is your own annilation
    See me beat the breaks off another one
    Set you up oops there breaks another one
    Sit back and see That yo Dad is number 1
    break you off like kit kat take hom a beating son

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    I guess weíre playing Kingís Court ball,
    eliminated Alliance, now u gnna next to fall.
    Where should i even start with my rebuttal?
    I need a minute to decide, team huddle
    Should i talk about the fact that ur lines didnt rhyme?
    You aint a rapper, go audition to be a mime.
    Clearly articulation is a bit of an issue,
    My lyrics will hurt you bad, uíll need a tissue ,
    To wipe ur tears after i abuse you bad,
    You complimenting my dad,
    He banged all the females in ur crib,
    Now ur sisters, aunties and mom have 10kids sucking a bib,
    He gonna commit infanticides,
    No need to even fantasize,
    Reality sets in,
    You gnna end up with murdered next of kin,
    U might as well move south and be Mex-ican,
    Da ďDonísĒ lyrics ďTrumpĒ you like a horse,
    No chance young padawan, I am the Force,
    U had a chance to read everything written,
    And ur lyrics are still softer than a baby kitten
    Clearly ďG.DĒ didnt get his ďG.E.DĒ
    ,ur stupidity spreads like an STD,
    If ur named ďG.D,Ē then iím a G.O.D,
    My rounds kill u faster than me playin C.O.D,
    Thatís Call of Duty,
    G.D. Is still a 40 yr old virgin, u get no booty,
    Heís at home watchin reruns of ratatouille,
    Heís in diapers and playing with dolls,
    G.D hasnt even fully developed his balls,
    G.Dís initials stand for ď getting d ick,Ē
    He fantasizes about michael vick,
    His favorite show is BBC news,
    Heís got an oversized big nose, like jews,
    u fantasize about gettin raped by terry crews,
    Go back to class, rap aint gnna pay ur bills,
    Ur fckin wit a vet, i got war tags, 100 kills,
    You still a virgin in every aspect of life,
    Even if u got married id still fck ur wife,
    U posted on this forum butt u gettin raped,
    U shudve stayed in ur basement and vaped,
    Cause u wont beat me unless u reach,
    Another dimension of thought, u little leech,
    Ur a leech cuz u ďsuck,Ē
    I feel so bad that i wanna spare u a buck,
    Go retire from writing the rhyme,
    Ur life is better doing hard time,
    ur lyrics are distasteful, like sucking lime,
    Iíll spare u, but stop embarrassing your self,
    Ud be better at being Santaís Little Elf

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    Nice one.. Please send me your whatsapp line

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    I need your whatsapp line bro

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    final boss,
    right..
    what an obvious and obnoxiously written lie


    im an omnipotent god of rhymes
    freestyle the rivalries competition up into a slaughter rised
    I exhale the daily limitation of carbon monoxide into your mind
    highly toxic emissions exit from within of my thought cycle
    im a sinister spawn psycho
    with the belligerent odd lines so
    indicative of a monsterous kind of an individual lost within time broken
    with vicious defined devices offered to all the enemies im extending demonic ties
    leaving you suspended to fall and die
    ripped apart by the collonies of the venomous wasps in flight
    the operators behind of this caustic cockpit inbehind of my glossed eyes
    honestly get in way again and I'll end it all solving the situation rasing up all the stakes and I promise you wont escape me and this system of lost life of which you'll become a byproduct of when the clocks position has hit the moment i've thought as only right as you rotin decomposition alone as the jaws bite

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    Bro can you add me up on wharsap, please we need to talk +2347032107337

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    Insatiable hunger, the leo needs to be fed,
    You about to be my meal, drained and bled
    Black Halo? U cant fck with the master chief,
    Avery Johnson, Maverick horse turned into beef/
    You ainít even rhyming with the waste of lines,
    You might as well get hit up with multiple fines
    We got n iggas like Alliance who come to fight
    We got n iggas like ďOlatyĒ who go night night
    Then we got sketch n iggas like ďStleos,Ē
    More like steal yo hoes,
    I aint givin u **** about my address or number,
    Iím about to run manz over with my hummer,
    This ainít URL/Smack,
    Go take your scheming *** back,
    To the ponzi world, stop soliciting online,
    Askin for personal info on a battle forum is a red flag sign,
    Black Halo thinks heís a rapper with big words,
    But all his lyrics end up being nig turds,
    Advanced vocab wont win u a rap battle cuz,
    Woody tryin too hard to create a large buzz,
    All ur lines soft, u having a ďlightyearĒ fam,
    U a fat sacrificial lamb,
    Do a jig, Dance around in the heated oven
    Iím Superbad with my lines, u nerd, McLovin
    Stop tryin to act so hard with the Mc Junior Lines,
    U eat a mcflurry of my fists, abuse u like ur amanda bynes,
    I feed u the big mac-10, it packs a whopper,
    Iíll slam the rock over ur face like lebron the flopper,
    Demonic ties my azz, ur ďhaloĒ whiter than snow
    kidnap ur kid ,u Searching like John Cho,
    Tie her up and sing a ballad or opera before i hurt her,
    Like Sideshow bob , except i complete the murder
    Dont be such a Krusty Clown,
    Im Joe Quimby, Iímma run ur town,
    My lyrics hard af, always Hittin a Homer
    Ur lyrics, disorganized, dont even rhyme, ur mind is a roamer,
    Ive been battle tested with the best Page by page,
    Ur a lost puppy that got let out of its cage,
    U spittin lines out of discombobulated rage,
    U aint ready for the big stage,
    Iíll choke this B- Rabbit like itís 8 Mile,
    Iíll curbstomp him with a large tile,
    Ur blood will flow longer than the Nile,
    U cant fck with my rap battle style,
    Ur illustrious career has come to an ending
    Pull down ur pants and get to bending
    Take this lyrical butt f uck up your A-Hole ,
    U wont recover from bein KOíD , J-Cole ( KOD Album)
    It only took me 5 minutes to lyrically blaze
    U tried to go hard, but u failed to amaze,
    I have now ended the careers of 3 people on this page,
    Alliance, Olaty, , and Black Halo
    Now Go back to ur gaming and lay-low
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    competitors will often often assign themselves with the tasks outlined
    inside of a critics job
    and end up underestimating the level of skill i've got
    until I give em all a sick vicious reminder their comparisons measure wrong
    burrie them in a plot as a byproduct of this rivalry that we've got
    where I fill the positiion of the lyrical allmighty omnipotent god
    defining similarities in analogy then its kinda like tom and jerry
    in this game because im the feline taking marsupial hostage
    you've gotta read inbetween of the written lines to come to the final resulting
    realization that I'm the author
    an immunized individual to the slaughter in the course of events
    ill never end up a corpse necrotic
    even possessing a torturous core the very definition of overly rotten
    turn this tournament into another blood sport like it's carrie at prom
    often it's just a misfortunate childsplay got you ***** handing me compliments
    more often then not and more specific in description the king of this horid haunting
    when she always telling me i'm a doll
    so before i get to leaving you absent from roll call
    you should start a support system of reading em psalms from torn pages
    of a biblical scroll
    in other words a religion in deep thought
    cause it's gas pedal into the damn floor until competitors ressemble the depiction of matrydom
    demonic red room inside of my cortex with a distorted and torn up roll of film
    where the images capture em
    lyrical vortex of disaster brought forth to evoke a disorder of mass proportions then perform another
    task of a morbid preliminary attack like kevorkian with a written for of
    tormenting and splatter em

    lyrical swordsman turning the floor into something indicitive of a kill room
    brought
    before you like a victim of dexter morgan where it's nothing but the precise
    orders
    inside of the background of this disorderly mind
    behind the tangling fabric of swarmed curtiains
    making ya more nervous of an impending tragedy to be born and evolve shortly
    into a sadists bloody massacre of a misfortunate wrath where i storm in to cadaver you
    abrakadabra venemous fountains of gravel and hornets as well as volcanic ore molten
    prolonging your misery with this rendition of vicious within a fictional mortar or a grown up version of a supersoaker blaster
    like a sick magician
    pulling a 4 foot katana out of his worn hat instead of a rabbit
    using his vocabulary
    fuled by his medicine cabinets open door to advance forward in order to take a hazardous incentive
    attatched to a set of vocal cords to take an extraordinary stab at you
    finishing up the last chapter by absorbing you inside of his metaphrical abdomen
    into a mortuary of hydrochloric acid where he leaves you a like akin to an orphans and abandons you
    to evaporate like a glass of orange juice on the cement of the avenue after it's been knocked over and undergone
    a metamorphasis into escaping gasses and overpowered into the tornado of
    interstellar space and the great force of its vacuum

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    got your b i t c h handing me compliments**

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    U tryin to impress by bein complex,
    U think ur words are of wisdom, tryin to perplex/
    But u just a chatterbox, imma smash ,
    Smash you with the bat, break the record, whip the lash,
    I smoke u up, light u up, like im puffin the stash/
    Break ur skull in half wit a guitar, sing the blues like johnny cash/
    Oh u so hard with big words , nothin even made sense,
    Tryin to sound like Canibus, but ur lyrics worth only 50 Cents,
    U a Canibus wannabe , u about to meet Dizaster ( check the url battle son),
    U messin wit a true lyrical sensei master,
    Captain Phasma, lyrics blow u up like a laser blaster,
    Or Captain America, i smash u with my S.H.I.E.L.D,
    Call me Thor, i bolt u up wit the Hammer that iíll wield,
    Thatís a Marvel and Star wars scheme,
    I do this shiet in my sleep and when I dream,
    U tryin to go deep and go complex,
    U readin up shakespeare while having g ay sex,
    Get straight to the point, we battlin,
    All that waste of space wit ur lines and im still not rattlin,
    But u gonna feel this punchline for sure,
    Tyson style, got u hurt and u seein a blur,
    I hit u wit the peek-a-boo,
    Iíll beat up this yellow rat like heís pikachu,
    Iíll smoke u with all my punches til y turn into Ash,
    U small like mysterio, iím kevin nash,
    Ur ashes float away and disintegrate, they turn Misty,
    Comparin us is like kobe bryant dunkin on doug christie,
    I hit u with F 5 lines, rock hard like onyx, like Iím Brock,
    Dun-can (dunkin) like Dominique Wilkins the atlanta hawk,
    Ur weak metapod wonít Harden, James like Team Rocket ( NBA and Team Rocket scheme)
    U catch these hands like how i catch u wit a pokeball in my Pocket,
    Hit u wit a nasty Pokemon scheme,
    Like i said i do this shyt in my dream
    I shake u up in the post game like hakeem
    Sayin ur dexter morgan, so soft and light
    You about to get this Lecter, hannibal in a fight,
    Iíll spin ur mind and convince u that ur g ay,
    Sayin that this shiet is childís play?
    Iím about to devour this man, like fish filet,
    I break the ribs and clean out the organs,
    Spice u up while i drink captain morgan,
    U tryin to be einstein or hawking with ur style,
    But ur lyrics are building up shyt like a dogpile,
    My lyrics send shockwaves thatíll puff ur hair up like albert einsteinís hair,
    My lyrics break spines and leave u in hawkingís chair,
    U tryin to beat me? What a dare,
    After this battle uíll go from bein a certified bruin to a carebear,
    Thought u had me with the complexity but u came up short,
    My lyrics will disfigure u like Voldemort,
    U got all that flash but i beat u wit fundamentals play,
    Son u like Uncle Drew, these young bloods shall know the way,
    u tensing up, i float around u like cassius clay,
    Iíll embarrass u badly, uíll go back to dancing ballet,
    But after this battle iíll let u be my valet,
    I pity the Fool, Iíll let u join my A Team squad,
    But id rather blow ur head off like a game of COD,
    black Halo, we cudve formed a Covenant together,
    But im gnna torture u wit metal and leather,
    Hear u Grunting, itís gnna be Brute-al, harsh,
    Iím an Elite with this, i walk wit sanghelio swords through the marsh,
    Watch me cloaked, i slice through ur spartan armor,
    U be yellin like a Banshee Ghost, yellin ď Not Cortana, donít harm her!Ē
    Iíll Flood you with my lyrical plague, heck,
    Iím actually more advanced than you, like Promethian Tech,
    I officially just crucified u wit that nasty Halo Scheme,
    Like i said i do this sh it in my dream,
    U only elevatin the greatest to ever write with the pen,
    U aint on my level yet kid, ur rap age still 10.
    U can continue to babble on wit sciency lines,
    Hell u can even write it in braille dot signs,
    Or write it in Egyptian Hieroglyphic pics Mr Howard Carter,
    But uíll never understand that my lines hit harder,
    All that math and complex shiet was light,
    U bringing math books to a gun fight
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    Alliance is back to rip the flesh of ya bone..
    Flesh of flesh and u gonna rot to death..
    I’m bless cuz I was gift on my curse day..
    Now I live to curse since my birthday..
    How Sway??..they say I must be Ye cuz I’m krazy..
    U ain’t gotta feel like MGK to get swazy..
    My flow is despicable it comes in 3..
    Tom da don..dummy ya ain’t never been in my league..
    I’m back to bleed ya fake bytches..
    In the street we all know the snitch get stitches..
    this ain’t a kid movie Lilo and stitch..
    U be all blue gasp out no need for stitches..
    Talk shiet to the Game get face fucc Stitches..
    man ya fake to ya funny bone..
    Funny bytch ya clone to the game that u spit..
    I spit facts as real as when them bytches cumm..
    u been young from a cumm and u think u grown to be spitting some..
    Dunny don’t play me or get called out like Diddy..
    It’s a petty..Killshot will kill u on the spot..like Em did to kell’s feel me?
    U feel chills like I did when u heard killshot..
    I pop toaster and poptard when the toaster is hot..
    now removed ya head from the top
    and u get jams spilling out bloods from the shot!!
    Who shot ya? U ain’t dead yet and still a nobody..
    nobody care for ya dead body..even if u think ur’re somebody..
    damn Tom u get body for try’a embody an mc..
    U ain’t even on that level yet..
    just a pedigree a cup in the game..bytch I’m a beast!!
    Alliance still stand strong over ya dead body!!
    This be double murder..cuz u just got MGK..
    Say it ain’t so..but this is too easy..
    ya rap sheet has no rap cheat..ya raps weak in this rap read..
    I wrap ya rap in a rap sheet..
    with nobody to find the body I drag across the lobby..
    U aa pu$$y Tom..or Tom-pu$$y??
    Only differences is u ain’t got the dollars sign
    when I called u a pu$$y!! LoL ha..suxker!!

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    I waited months for this n igga to respond,
    I felt like a fisherman waiting hours for the big catch at the pond,
    You a joke, johnny english, Iím james bond
    Pierce you with The Truth, i ainít gonna sing Rondo, hater.
    This lyrical r ape will bleed you more than Kobe on K. Faber,
    Your lyrics Luke- warm, call me ur daddy, darth vader,
    U keep referencing mgk, but ur death be at my hands,
    No helicopter lookin for the murder, in these lands,
    It was a good day, i take out ur spleens and organs and throw em off a highway,
    Cover your carcass with Ice Cube in my fridge and leave it til Friday,
    This is Ludacris to compare me with this clown,
    U call urself Alliance but Iím wearing the crown,
    Smeagol, you a half breed , bipolar anorexic creature,
    U spent ur whole life chasin Gold but u always sittin on the bleacher,
    U think u an advanced AI, but u got no ring,
    Whatís a mob to a King?
    All that flash but no cash, you wastin gas, you get no a ss,
    I throw wizardry shyt with my lyrics, you shall not pass,
    Little Rude-oaf, i ride on you like Gand-alf the white,
    Soon uíll just be a Shadow, facts ( shadowfax), and thatís light.
    All ur lyrics are boring and unoriginally made,
    ďPu$$y, guns, thug life,Ē ur startin to fade,
    My lyrics are deadly, shake u up like a DEA drug raid,
    Ur hands up , donít shoot! cry ď black lives matter,Ē
    Iíd mind fck u bad like Jacobís ladder ,
    Demons possessin ur sight,
    No one to save u , no Dark knight,
    Tryin to wordplay wit my name? Thatís alright,
    Ur nameís been slaughtered and abused,
    Put down like old animals in the zoos,
    I already divided and conquered an alliance,
    What the hell is one man to me? Donít harbor defiance,
    Manz got multiple personality disorder,
    Heís just one man but his mindís out of order,
    He hears voices in his head like randy orton,
    Heíll end up dyin in a crash with his condition like Tim Horton,
    U imaginin that brad exists, like edward norton,
    This here is Fight Club, but im undefeated,
    U wudnt last 2 rounds with me even if u cheated,
    If iím a tomcat pu$$y , then ur the leader,
    u Josie the ***** cat , u worse than bieber,
    All ur trash lines shud shred up in the feeder.
    F ck an mgk, uíll die the robin williams way
    Death from auto asphyxiation cuz u g ay,

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    Months after months u been waiting,
    Anticipating the onslaught..
    seeing stars I brought forth the force..
    It shook ya to the core..
    No face off fake molla lost face value
    u lost when u mention me..
    Win win for me but u got nothing but L streak..
    Ring a bell u can tell u get knock to hell..
    If u feel like what u felt it’s enough to make ya brain melt..
    Smell the smoke out the steel that blaze ya grill..
    Think u spit lead but ur’re already brain dead to me..
    U get burn in turn ur learn not to mess with me..
    The forum can tell u get shells..swiss cheeze..
    Pity tho..small fries, I ordered a big mac..
    Big cap..to capsize all of ya lil pride..
    Do or die ur life ain’t even worth the fight..
    Die if u try u lies where u can’t see the sight
    In hind sight..no flight u take blight..
    Yea yea..light scheme..well u ain’t seem too bright!!
    Aite watch me with ya shade on as I ignite..
    To soon for u to test me..
    this like oh jolly the green giant..
    bigger u are harder u fall..
    This is biblical story..David against Goliath and I watch u fall..
    I only need 5 stones to put u under a tombstone..
    Bone collector..a burial full of bones is ur home..
    Ok homie..this spit is a free
    when I spray all angle..degrees..called it pie..
    n u ain’t getting any slice from me..
    Ur too grumpy with ya pity self..
    get hired from the neck down..
    just to get a slit from the neck up..
    Just shut the fucc up fake buck..
    Ya talk is still cheap..
    cuz when u spit it’s counterfeit money..
    u ain’t much of a counter puncher..
    cuz u get beat to the punch dunny..
    Look dummy I ain’t saying much but just str8 facts..
    U know when it gets dark u fade to black
    Get a bat to ya back and u hear it crack!!
    U get fact check u slack a lot yesh!!
    running ur lil corner it’s checkmate..
    bytch u ish a bytchazzness..
    when it comes to being a bytchmate..
    keep my name out ya mouth..
    unless u want to know how this d1ck taste..
    yea Tom ya light years behind me..
    getting a buzz only time u think..
    ya buzz light years a head of me..
    bitter truth be told..sorrows is ur life story..
    Victory is my life glory..
    All blood and gore similar to ya horror written..
    Ya rhymes reflect..Ur’re so dead to me!!!..bamm..bamm..fucc a cockroaches..suckaz!!

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    These young bloods need to learn the fundamentals,
    Uncle Drew, this nba cross-over will not be gentle,
    You said talk is cheap and youíre spot on,
    You couldnít even Carrie out half the Bloody things in your song,
    Pay attention to the class, mate or youíll experience demonic possession,
    Youíre f ckin with the real grim reaper, come before me with a confession,
    In this ring i choke slam you through the table in the concession,
    Leave u crippler cross faced, walkin with a Kane,
    U messin wit a rabid wolverine, your Roman like Reign comin to an end,
    No SHIELD you carry will help you defend,
    Wrestlin scheme, but it ainít kayfabe or scripted,
    You wont hurdle over the lyrical Walls of Jericho, Y2J encrypted,
    U wanna go to the faith of jesus christ,
    But u donít sound that nice,
    This is only the Genesis of your Revelations,
    I break Alliance up like how God broke up Sodom and Gomorrah nations,
    I split Alliance in half like the red sea, call me moses,
    You wonít be walkin thru Eden to smell the roses,
    You gonna suffer from this inside Job,
    Callin out to Elijah , mohammed , yellin out to Your God,
    But no superman will help u out, i crush u like General Zod,
    Ur lyrics ainít bringing the Heat,
    Alliance can form a Big 3 and still taste Defeat,
    Ur can try to bring the Heat together ,
    But u ainít got the mind of a Maverick, ur mind light like a feather,
    Alliance beating the Don? Donít Kidd me now,
    NBA finals scheme,
    To beat one man, Alliance needs a team,
    And still chokes up, chemistry issue,
    It must be genetic or biological son, fix up with a Tissue,
    Send out those Cell Juniors and u get sliced up and fade,
    I ainít even need armor to do it, Just a pair of Trunks and a blade,
    Whatís a lowly namek got on a God of destruction?
    Iíll hakai your buu, like iím performin liposuction,
    U think ur a Whis, but ur a fake Hercule , u fearin,
    In this arena They cheer me like Iím goku, for u they only jiren,
    I break up alliance in pieces like a Jigsaw game,
    John Kramer, the time runs out for u before u hear my name,
    Itís game over for you, no credit remains,
    Uíll just be a token in ur group, u ainít got the brains,
    In this last verse iíll break u up like a brawl,
    Snap ur legs in half, uíll have to crawl,
    An Alliance of evil canít beat an entire nation,
    Save ur ammo and ur ration,
    Thinkin ur hard like the Rock, this ainít the APA, dwayne,
    I lead the Nation of domination, stay in ur lane
    Disintegrating an alliance ainít hard like Project X,
    It donít take an entire party to show up and flex,
    Breakin up an alliance takes a rebellion , itms internal,
    I ainít rushing ( russian ) this revolution, colonel,
    My marx is on the target, in clear sight,
    U fightin a losin battle mr hitler, u gonna losin this fight.
    So stop stalin the game and get me somethin to make me work ,
    Ur lyrics are fadin away, iím gnna leave u one legged like dirk

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    Default Wake up bish

    Quote Originally Posted by Alliance View Post
    Months after months u been waiting,
    Anticipating the onslaught..
    seeing stars I brought forth the force..
    It shook ya to the core..
    No face off fake molla lost face value
    u lost when u mention me..
    Win win for me but u got nothing but L streak..
    Ring a bell u can tell u get knock to hell..
    If u feel like what u felt itís enough to make ya brain melt..
    Smell the smoke out the steel that blaze ya grill..
    Think u spit lead but uríre already brain dead to me..
    U get burn in turn ur learn not to mess with me..
    The forum can tell u get shells..swiss cheeze..
    Pity tho..small fries, I ordered a big mac..
    Big cap..to capsize all of ya lil pride..
    Do or die ur life ainít even worth the fight..
    Die if u try u lies where u canít see the sight
    In hind sight..no flight u take blight..
    Yea yea..light scheme..well u ainít seem too bright!!
    Aite watch me with ya shade on as I ignite..
    To soon for u to test me..
    this like oh jolly the green giant..
    bigger u are harder u fall..
    This is biblical story..David against Goliath and I watch u fall..
    I only need 5 stones to put u under a tombstone..
    Bone collector..a burial full of bones is ur home..
    Ok homie..this spit is a free
    when I spray all angle..degrees..called it pie..
    n u ainít getting any slice from me..
    Ur too grumpy with ya pity self..
    get hired from the neck down..
    just to get a slit from the neck up..
    Just shut the fucc up fake buck..
    Ya talk is still cheap..
    cuz when u spit itís counterfeit money..
    u ainít much of a counter puncher..
    cuz u get beat to the punch dunny..
    Look dummy I ainít saying much but just str8 facts..
    U know when it gets dark u fade to black
    Get a bat to ya back and u hear it crack!!
    U get fact check u slack a lot yesh!!
    running ur lil corner itís checkmate..
    bytch u ish a bytchazzness..
    when it comes to being a bytchmate..
    keep my name out ya mouth..
    unless u want to know how this d1ck taste..
    yea Tom ya light years behind me..
    getting a buzz only time u think..
    ya buzz light years a head of me..
    bitter truth be told..sorrows is ur life story..
    Victory is my life glory..
    All blood and gore similar to ya horror written..
    Ya rhymes reflect..Uríre so dead to me!!!..bamm..bamm..fucc a cockroaches..suckaz!!
    I get it someone get you , buh I do t f#cking get u , my phase on the reflex buh I got hard lyk deplex no hard feelings you the joke Bush
    Someone please stop me I just suicide the mental man I'm ill bish u can s#ck ma d#ck all this clawns think u the major key well I just think u the major pig with empty brain no fear I just go slower I flick zone on my amplifier

    This Bush wana crown king , f#k him I just currently take it back

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    This be addressed to young Akol Q,
    Let it be known I take 0 prisoners alive, including u/
    By the end of this verse u will be a dead man walking,
    Lyrics mind f ck you so cerebrally, uíll end up like stephan hawking,/
    But youíre not smart, you lack hustle and flow,
    Or proper grammar and structure, you just a dumb n egro/
    Our ancestors fought for educational rights,
    But youíre making a mockery out of it like an ape in circus tights/
    This new generation was meant to inspire knowledge,
    But people like you are the reason why we need to go to college/
    You have no wit, you ainít got grit, you a nitwit,
    you should get popped by the deuce like a massive zit, i place a hit/
    But no rewards for killing,
    The reward is in the killin itself, it feels quite filling/
    To eliminate morons like you from earth,
    Sometimes i wish that we could determine idiocy from birth/
    Youíre the prime example of a lost n igga,
    Comparin me to u is like Pac to tyga/
    You got the mono tone, i got the dynamics,
    I leave your tongue tied up wit my lyrics like ceramics/
    My mind deep like the old philosopher, socrates,
    U think iím a joke but i donít plato ( play though), mind free like im doin pilates/ (),
    Young AQ got a low IQ, fails every Q and A session,
    Todayís gnna be a harsh reality lesson,
    That n iggas like u arenít on my level ,
    F ckin wit a don, boy u dealin wit the devil,
    Christ better be resurrected to bless you,
    Iím more than enough to lyrically test you/,

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