my rap

its me im little Austy the best MC that you'll ever damn see,
there's no one out there that is better than me,
im here to start shining,
so turn on a beat and ill start rhyming,
im lyrically and empirically gifted,
no girl around me feels so drifted,
they undress me with them sexy eyes,
as they ride me in-between them tree truck thighs,
as I rhyme my name your heads drop in shame
my flows are like a nuclear weapon
and cause a disaster when im in the middle of rappin
im hotter than the earths core,
ive been beating more people than the first world war,
im little austy and its hard to loose,
my lyrics are addictive they should call it drug abuse,
im cooler then the arctic blizzard,
this is lord of the rings your the hobbit and im the wizard
im known as a mystery,
as no one like me can do wizardry
lookin at my lyrics am proud,
now i gotta link up with one of the girls aloud,
listern carfully lil austys real,
dont fuk with me im the man of steel,
i get more *** than a toilet seat
trick or treat
eminem wants lyrics of me each week
am rising to the top,
anyone who dougts me ill take to the butcha shop
i rhyme from the heart
theres no lyrics like mine that is a work of art,
now evereybody wants to be like me want to walk like want to talk like
they just want to be the biggest and the baddest and the bester MC
just like me


any comments and if ya fancie a battle ya narr what to do lol get some practice



AUSTY

Only nuclear ish Up in here is The Bomb I drop
I call it HipHop non Stop 'til I'm on Top
'Cuz I just never get enough
Of that good old tough Stuff
Now this Ain't no bluff
I'm always off the cuff
Kickin' it straight Oldskool
A Bxtch gotta keep her cool
Flippin' it with my sick rules
Spittin' Shxt 'til it is in Istanbul
Ya say ya made of steel
But that, I'mma need to see
I bet I can make ya kneel
Now what's the deal ?
In the end we all appear to be
The kind we ain't and will never be
U rhyme from the heart
And that's a start
But we are who we are
Recognize a Star
When you see one bro
I rhyme from the soul
And U feel it, yo
So let's control our parole
And roll in peace
Rap shouldn't be deceased
With our grease
So let's be the ones to release
Non Violent music
'Cuz I don't spit abusive ...

you say i'll kneel
are you for reel
you better be careful someone might actually take you seriously
im pleased to say your my slave to be
you think your tough
all give you rough
all give you a deep penetration 'tape it' let you watch it in high definition
you ryhmes are old
mine are gold
showing you up is what i will do best
please have you ever seen me in a vest
i am the man of steel come here all make you squeal
you say you flippin it with your sick rules
that just makes me want to drawn you in to separate pools
i recognized a star shame its mar
tell that girl to stop grabin my parts
as i dont assocaite with fat tarts
your lyrics are smart i have to be honest
but lets be real im the hottest

Oh Boy, I'm Hotter then red Pepper,
I bet ya that my Flows are better
Molotova, I'm a 2010 Trendsetter
Yes I do it again, Make U the debtor
You owe me a decent rhyme
'Cuz your flow ain't tight
Don't get me started, aayt ?
U ain't even got ur Grammar right
And now you say U'll make me squeal ?
Lil' one, U have no idea who I be
Here's the deal, I'm fo' real
So allow me to reveal
Me, And I ain't grabbin' your parts
I'm after fine arts
Which you can't provide
Homeboy, I'm the best rappin' bxtch alive !

Now I gotta say I mixed it
ill Tricks with some Liquor
This Bxtch be the Quickest
Slicker then the most Wicked Chick
Oh Yes, I run it
Molotova look stunning
I'm coming
Hear me humming
Na na na na
I go bla bla bla
Or yadda yadda ya
Ey, What ya got ?
Nothing that got me poppin'
No matter what ya droppin'
I'm knockin'
You off your socks 'nd
I keep rockin'
These streets like I'm fxckin'
The beat 'til it's stoppin'
I'm freaky 'til it's shockin'
But don't let it get to your heart
'Cuz I'm a race apart
And U can notice by far
I'm the one, so Au revoir

i eat hot peppers daily just to get pleasures
if your flows are better
how come they make you sound like a begger
you say my flows wack
you need to go pack and walk to the train track
and be ashamed of your flow cz the only thing you mouths good for
is to give my **** a blow
and babes its not you who grabs me parts its ya mam
which **** me cant stop her farts
you after arts
but your a tart trying to out rap me but i just rip you apart
so go back to your wrighting pad
and go ask for better rhymes off ya dad
and dont foget to tell you mam a'll get her last name for a dollar tomora

Oh No, U didn't just talk about my mama ?
I hope your sad xss is ready fo' some drama
See, I'm more peaceful then the Dalai Lama
But U give me lust for murder like I was Osama
I fxck your whole family eventho' I'm a girl
Your mum, your auntie and everyone in ur world
I'm a lyrical Artist
But u gave this a twist
Now you better don't miss this
I diss you in your biggest bliss
I use my mouth to Spit
And not to sxck your lil' Dxck
Ayo, I'm better then this
I don't even get what this is
Why am I spending my time
Throwin' crazy lines
At your kind ?
You better resign
'Cuz right now U look like a fool
U'll never learn unless I'm cruel
So here's my advise for you
Go scrxw your own mam 'til she blue
I'm through, but whatever you do
Remember my sniper got you in it's view

u frighten me with your lust for murder
i think ill take this one step further
do i get to you that much
please get in touch
you say you ****ed ma whole family
but tragically
i have none
im the only one
so come to me inbread scum
and all shoot you dead with my bsa gun
i dont want to miss you tryin to diss
but what you dont understand im lovin this
get with the times you need better rhymes
cz your crazy lines are are childrens rhymes
you want me to resign this is the bottom line
you buy my a mirror that makes you look thinner
cz i'll eat you up like a sunday dinner

U ain't gettin' to me at all
Don't end Up feelin' tall
I'm still ready to ball
Anytime, at your call
Ur family ain't tragic
You be the classic
Case of Bad tactics
Your Shxt is Slapstick
Allow me to get drastic
Now don't start to panic
Your flow ain't even antic
It's just a bad fabric
In the rap game I'm static
U know I'm the baddest
It's sad that U can't seem to admit
U tryna fxck with
The craziest Bxtch
U'll ever muck with

im fukin with muckiest ***** going
you not the baddest
but you are the fattest
and saddest trying to out rap me
the greatest to be
that i guarantee
theres no reason for me to panic your just a silly wannabe
and cant get laid so rubs her self against a palm tree
its not you its me a line you have stuck in ya brain
for being a pain
as your only good for one thing and i think you understand what that could be
and you give that out cheaper than a brothel keeper
so girl just give it a rest
ya startin to be a pest
you still ready to ball
***** i'll make you fall
and wish you aint been born
you will know im the boy wonder
and beg me to put you six feet under

And oh yeah,
I would eat you raw
Defeat you qua
Skills, aha
I'm still At ya
U ain't even my dinner
I don't compeat with beginners
I'm the lyrical Sinner,
I'm a walkin' winner
Talkin' ur mam into gettin' Thinner
Tare U apart like a skinner
But U still feelin' bigger
Though I'm the real ripper
Injure your words
'cuz I am the victor
I figure it hurts,
'Cuz I am the hitter
While u the wannabe singer
Lookin' for the highest bidder
To come & babysit yuh
Well I give u the finger
U bxtchin' about palmtrees
That's awfully sick & it's hardly
Understandable, I must be groggy
How is it that a Chick so foxy
Chop Dxcks like yours as a hobby ?
Livin' Largely, I'mma let you copy

Ayo, I make u wish you wasn't born
Im ur sworn enemy but I ain't torn
I adorn
These beats like I'm Jay-Z
U mourn
These deeds 'cuz I'm Moloto-V-
to the A, y'all know my name
I'm the one that spits flame
Flows ain't never been the same
Ayo this bxtch got game
I'm the one to put u 6 feet under
'Cuz to me you're just a number
A lyrical smuggler
But I keep havin' this hunger
To get your flow into the dumpster
Your lust is love and you hunker
fo' more as you stutter
Can't u see that I'm smoother then butter ?
Ur rap just came out of the gutter
Some shxt you just can't cover
So how does it feel down under ?
I wonder ...

your to gobby
your rhymes a snobby
you need help
cz i dont copy
you face makes my **** floppy
but dont worrie
al galdly pop your cherry
this has been goin on for a while
so give up and go get ya food from a manure pile
i kno you smile each time you read this freestyle
so give up now
and drop your lame as lyrics and bow
i maybe be a beginner but this battle everyone knows im the winner
your a walking cowgirl ready to ride any man who offers you doh girl
your like belgium chocolate i puke at the sight of you
now am going to the loo to do an number too and turn and look
what a shock i see you
what a pitty you fukin reak too
im tired of dissin you
so all end this with a you win and i cant beat you hahahahaha

Hmm, I'm Still not Impressed
So allow me to be the Special guest
In this contest,
I suggest u stop molestin' this quest
Give it some rest
Belgian Chocolate is the Best u'll ever test
I'll send some at your address
But don't intend to stress
I rhyme with all the finesse I possess
Watch & learn as I undress
Your rap to the bone
U remain unknown
While I'm on my throne
Molotova's never gone
Always Up in your zone
Fxckin' with ur mind,
I own
Every word u write
It's on
U searchin' fo rhymes
Now run
U said it yaself last time,
I won

I read this and laughed, it must be a joke

I sipped my coke and started to choke

You can't be serious
You must be delirious
If you really want to rap,
Stop talking crap
And stop saying yo,
Is it the only word you know?

What the fxck U talkin' about ?
Is this towards me ? I'm in doubt
'Cuz you see, usually,
Compliments flow fluently
And I can handle comments
But not from a 'man' without content
U ain't even on my level
See, I'm in lyrical heaven
So next time you wanna diss me
Make sure you're able to dismiss me

It is towards both of you
Cus obviously you have no clue
I tell you to rap and you don't know what to do

You think its all about the insults
Don't even try me, you won't like the results.

And what the **** you know about content?
All your rhymes have bad intent
So just shut your mouth and repent
Before I make you resent
The **** that you present

Now I know my rhyme was dissing you
And thats what I said not to do
But I had a message to make clear
If you dare mess with me, I won't fear
Because I know that your end is near.

I know for a fact that my rap ain't whack
So you better take all that shxt back
Before your lines get smacked
And neither am I the type to attack
But don't spit bullshxt about the way I kick it
I know I'm bigger then that so just quit it
This is a game of wordplay and I'm in it
Just to win it
And I don't spit abusive
I'm all about lyrics & Music
Which U'd know if U read the whole rhyme
Don't waste your time on writin' lines
to tryna diss me while u didn't even mind
Readin' mine
'Cuz this way, all u have to say
Won't match with the truth anyway
And yes I dare to come & test you
This is just the beginning, May God bless you

you silly lil boy dont diss me me
cz you fail miserably
me and her rhyme brilliantly
not like your wack vocabulary
so go back to school
you fool
you look at our rhymes and druel
you think ya tough but you sound like a puff
with ya pink fluffy hand cuffs
haha
what you dont realise is
when you sipped ya coke and had a lil choke
a was in the next room giving ya mam a nice poke
so go back to having wanks
because your silly lyrics are pranks
your a silly girl
who makes girls hurl
am sat here now watching your mams pole twurl
molo tova has already ownd you
so rhyme better lyrics like you supposed to
you say its not the insults
kid go to sleep and leave this to the adults

I didn't read all your rhymes your right,
But that's cus if I did, I'd laugh my *** off all night.
So don't try and go act tough,
And don't try to play like you know your stuff.
I'm not even going to insult you,
its a waste of my time.
I'll treat you like an adult,
even though that was a kiddy rhyme.


And Lil Austy you can't even spell
Your a wanna be gangsta from hell.
Lil Immature Pulling out the your momma jokes
I'm laughin cus you say my mom has a pole, but you still give her pokes?

Now I'm not going to judge,
If you like having a little nudge in your fudge,
Then go have your fun
With that **** in your bun

And you keep saying I'm a little boy?
Why do you think that? Is that something you'd enjoy?
If it is, then sorry I'm no sex toy
But you can be the next MJ
Just stay away from me, mkay?