You pretty much suck, I have nothing to prove
Entering your temple with my sweet-ass groove
Running through your head and out the back like bullets from my new .22
Ripping up your brain cells like the motherfucking plague
Clear cut, my words are never vague, they're known to tear bitches up
Inside and out, better watch who you fuck with, or you're prone to pout
Your mom pouted last night for me to start the bangin', you said I was a fool, but shit, look who's left hangin'.

hey, I'm glad to see u made an effort/
it's alright, but definitely not the best work/
and yet there's really nothing in that rhyme u can prove/
if u talk about what's real u can feel my groove/
you're talking about stuff that simply never happened/
you're screwing other people's moms and goin' around cappin'/
who are u foolin', nobody but yourself/
u better check yourself, cuz tellin' lies is bad for ur health/
u say something that really matters, you'll leave me shook/
talkin' all this jazz, I'd rather read a book/
and not yours cuz' it would be straight up fiction/
where you're in some fantasy land doin' hos and causin' friction/
most the stuff I say I could say out in public/
but not u, everyone can tell that u dubbed it/
the contrast between u in here and in public is such duality/
you talk big in here, but out there it's frugality/
u must talk so big, cuz u don't feel that big out there/
I'm basically the same wherever I go, I somemnly swear/
I don't even know why I'm still messin' w/ u/
I guess since you're gone, I ougtta at least do a tribute/

Stupid
New kid
On the block
That sucks cock


There's a rap for you.

Jake wanna make out?

He stole your rhyme Jake!>:[

why do u even bother coming in this thread/
your rhymes are even worse than KFed/
if you're gonna' keep doin' it, at least giv me a challenge/
you're like a helpless lil' prey, waitin' for my talons/
once again you're specualting about stuff that didn't happen/
w/ a rhyme so short you're only stickin' and jabbin/
but I'm about to come in w/ ferocious left hook/
I'm seizing this opportunity to position my rook/
I could hav had u in checkmate in my first 3 moves/
I let u hang around so I could feel your grooves/
but I'm not feelin' em' cuz they've been passed down/
they're provisional rhymes, u find em' in any ole' town/
why are u so afraid to break free from the herd/
afraid to stand out cuz u think you'll look absurd/
well, u might for a while but that stuff passes/
then you'll know what a reward it is to break free from the masses/
until then you're gonna need glasses to see me/
cuz I'm so quick when I run and I flee/
cuz I'm sick of waiting around doin' all this fightin'/
I could be creatin' not destroyin' and I do it w/ my writin/

Word.
I'll setup if you make the first move, lolz.

Would you be my love buffet? So I can lay you out on the table and take what I want?

Yes.


I also want to add, I have nothing better than that.
:)

Your metaphors are whack,
And you think your own sister has a nice rack
You say you're not a freak,
But you assfuck your self 10 times a week.
Yeah, my rhymes suck,
But I just don't give a fuck.

What's important here is content
And I don't care what you meant
When you confessed to the skeletons
In your dark, dark closet.

Talkin' bout jazz, when you've never heard the beat,
Talkin' bout books when son, we know you can't read.
So you wanna know why the dog barks and the wind mocks?
It's because you dream of sucking cocks.

Alright, this is long enough, I feel like I'm growing old.
So I'll leave you with these final words;
Bitch you just got told.