UserName

[trap.]

Name: Username
Crews: HA!
Where: Subway
Repped: RM, UPN

vs. Adonis

For PXI, I know this pussy's ran the show…but dammit yo
Why's his eyebrows missin more than the winnin manic vote
Ill leave it alone, & bash him quicker, watch this faggot bicker,
though that's as far as the cheap shit goes…sorta like his jacket zipper
Im pullin ya card, this time I'm the master, cryin with laughter
Of how you look like a hopeless Lance Armstrong… dyin of cancer
Ajax is a dumb bitch, and out in public.. I'd clown his budget,
& help this loser out, like funds from the marathon he's about to run in
ya ugly as fuck...the clownin is here, for this mountain of queer
fuckit im buckin...you look like the doc pulled you out by your ears
you're a shitty lawyer as well…fuck coping within, I motion to lynch
after sports he knew his career..he wanted to keep approachin the bench
fuck is with all the white?...your not simes brother, you cockride others
& if im lookin at the face of the law, its true, they must NOT like coloreds
what is ya wardrobe?...this damn whore, lookin like Fab Four
looks more like Vadik lost his son for 20 yrs inside of a Champs Sports
ya girl is a whore, she aint feelin you, claimed I scored her at an orgy
so I fucked her…and had your punk ass file the restrainin order for me
Ronj is plain ugly...im poundin his prose...loungin with flows
& when we scrap...you'll need pads bigger than the one ya use to powder ya nose
I got a bitch of a task, this faggot is touchin it, grabbin n fuckin it
fuck judicials...you look like you got beat with all 3 branches of government
you arent winnin...ill rip this man, any votes? This bitch is bagged
cuz ever since Dennis Miller went off-air, all your shits been trash
with ya curved ass hat…im dispersin him for miles,
lookin like T-1000 morphed into a Wal-Mart sports apparel aisle
the courts hate you...im bolder than the rest, when i shoulder thru ya text
you get no love from the law...even your bitch holds you in contempt
with your disfigured nose…the finals is shit, stop whining , don't bitch
cuz you're only breathing heavy…so the gusts can help pilot your ship


vs. Resin

....B2K called....they need a stand in...

As You Would Say...

with the stamp on his part; its a symbol; im attackin his heart
n’ that towel’s also a symbol...as to where his hair actually starts
im slappin this shark...and fully equipped to target ya crew
& if i hate blacks, id shoot the wall...cuz that shits darker than you
your fuckin wack...and your not gettin repped that hard
but since when did nike make sweatbands in extra large?
that doesnt matter...your already set to leave impaired
res aint got an apple, he’s got the whole tree in there...
lemme stop leading them on...so they can laugh at the jokes
that aint his adams apple...thats my fist in the back of his throat
im slappin this bloke...and still remain snappin these fissures
why sit and name the loser?...sime did THAT in your picture
i wont just burn ya crew...ill shove em in a furnace too
cuz you aint got no friends...even ya collar turned on you!
enough with the retirement promises...your wearin it thin
with proceedings more ‘drawn on’ than the hair on his chin
this joints all danger...fuck the votes...pass the points out later
first glance at his pic....and i thought Ginuwine joined Al Queida
and with time to go, i got a rhyme to blow & the lines to gloat
id knock you out the box...but the fuckin box is inside ya throat
suicide?...find ya note!...or better yet, get ripped outta ya skin
and yea ill hit the decline...when i smack the shit outta ya chin
it just leads to a huge bump...and that lump’s cockin his head
the reason im gaining momentum...is to ski jump off of his neck
shits huge...made the shirt look small...like he raps in a speedo
but it looks like it should...when attacked by a pack of mosquitos
bold with his scripts...til this lumpy fuck gets folded with clips
that aint just adams apple...thats eve standin there holdin the shit
you can see the bones in her wrist...now run and cry to master
im not readin your horroscope...but that lump is a ‘Sign of Cancer’

...You Just Got It Heavy...


vs. SOD

Lesson 1 : How To Beat A Wash-Up

you aint the talk of the town...city, or any scene that ive mentioned
...cuz hell, the only things your the talk of, are bulemic conventions
see im fat…your skinny, so I imagine we wont be talking a lot
the only thing we both relate to…is the likes of a count chocula box
This mans a downer…I know you’re here, you’re the fag for hours
…its like…Resin had a kid…and slapped his face with a bag of flour
your face is imploding…its all fair if your whored with ya pic
when ya got cheeks so in…Lil Kim would perform with the shits
but see its fine…cuz your wack now, so im free with time
its cool for an Ethiopian crypt keeper to have a chin longer than all 3 of mine
believe that I snipe guys, cuz while it may seem that I might try
he’s got people debating…what’s lazier: me or his right eye…
who’s fuckin with that…skinny fuck…im just jumpin this fag
it’s a 32 man tourney…but with you here its 31 and a half
ive mastered my seeding…it isn’t over til this bastard is bleeding
so im fat…your just jealous cuz I step on a scale and get an actual reading