IT'S ON BEZ !!!!

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

If it's beef, it's beef bitch.. grow nuts & call me out
I told you I ain't finished till I start the body count
You-being-street in Liverpool.. I highly doubt
You're a UK civilian wit no hoes, money or clout
I got supremicy wit this West Coast energy
You're now an official enemy, so let it be
This society rendered me..
to the highest degree that you will never see
Ure sweet and tender B, soft like the opposite gender
You'll always be a defender with this 'no beef' mentality
You're a pussy..
and will surrender cuzz you'll never get the best of me
The height of my abilities are your maximum capabilities..
times 151 not adding my agilities
The Elite is me, a state of nobility..
mixed wit raw energy and hostility
remember me?
The same cat you asked for rhyme techniques
I showed you hospitality while in reality..
U were thinking of back stabbing me
Wat a bitch you is, and you still weak
Look at your latest rhyme sweet cheeks
wat the fuc was that?
You're like a crippled trying out acrobats
You lack any  means of attack, and that's a fact
Throw a stack of bullshit on the mat and think it's phat
Shining so bright this week, I blind eyes as I light WCC up so tight
Welcome to Reader's Delight
In fact they still call me.. Out of Sight
And if I wanted to, I'd destroy U all in 1 night
I gaze as fakes drop like after quake shocks
Lines on a rictor scale as my rhyme glock remains cocked
You gay like baywatch
Chest exposed as my blade chops
I'm mind controlling ya
Your lyrics lack strength and need some toning up
You regurgitate old shit as if you were reverse throwing up
And don't ever post your pic again..
you make my stomach turn like lil kim
The mirror you look at would still break..
even if the lights were dim

[mauzip]

[bez]

You say its on but you off so get modifying,
And dont hit me wit that shit like "You wasn't trying",
Cos you've had days for typing and my time is precious,
Ya never gunna go gold just like ya Crooked I's necklace,
Claiming you pressing records and your so fucking street,
You fucking faker than a laker after a transfer to heat,
Trying to compete but I cant be beat an ya dont know where to start,
Been writing a few lines for many days just to get em torn apart,
Dont wanna scar this retard but hes so full of envy hes become an enemy,
You can have your 'supremicy' cos I got supremacy, (dumb ass)
Your online identity is being rubbished cos your posting without thought,
Having a Pac vid in your collection dont mean you've got a bullet you bought,
I've taught myself how to rhyme and I've used diff techniques,
In this game I'm Jay Z and your the Siegals and Memph Bleeks,
Dudes that dont speak cos they always in the background,
You keep the tape I'll have the mic and we'll see who get rapped around,
Stepping to the battleground with a diss that ain't flowin,
How the fuck you turn a rap diss to a poem?,
You just aint knowin that you've over, your done with, through,
I've already dropped like 2 disses that you couldnt reply too,
Hurting you and your 'hoes' like a punch to your flat nose,
I've seen your pics too an I hope you got a refund on them corn rolls,
Man most of your shit blows and I dont really gotta reply,
Cos I know saying you got guns online aint gunna make me die,
I'm too fly like Macho so watch me elbow his ego,
Too high like a desert eagle now feel the smack from your hero,
You nothing but a zero and you aint clocking up a ratin,
I never get bored of loading your rhymes up a degrating,
And it aint even hating, I aint even playing, man I got plenty more drops,
I watched baywatch for the tits while you musta peeped it for Hasselhoff's crotch!!!

BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW!!!!!!!

[-Euthanasia-]

Winner : Bez

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

It ain't a claim homie, I am pressing records and I can be street
And juss like that Ex-Laker on the Heat, I will tower you and defeat
You sound mad doggy..
U need pussy, jack off so much your dick color is fading
Like Richard Simmons writing reports on gay pride, shit's degrading
It seems to me you've been investigating me and know me so well
If you watched baywatch for the tits, then I guess Jesus went to hell
Feel my vibration, shakin you off my shoulder, can't match my dedication
You think you can SEE a victory? when you gonna come to real-eyes-ation (realization)
that I have no hesitation.. can't cure this wit medication
hustle relentless and I call it my occupation
you dont like it? Tough Shit!!!! yea bitch, constipation
Basically my mouth never closes, I'll keep flowin like a runny nose
Your mouth never closes either, but dats because it blows
Poetry? man I'll metaphorically take my gun for a walk
fuc a dog, fuc wit me and I'll let this muthafuca bark
My forearms shatters your jawbone as my knucklez rope your horde
Kick you outta WCC bitch, yes I'm the land lord
Ure rhymes are like my jail times, because I stay bored
Why you trynna rap white boy? stick to your skateboard
I didn't reply before cuzz I could write one line to rip all your verses
Bez.. you winning is like findin a mime that curses
Don't count on it, fo real, I'm out of your reach
Sorta like them surfer boys you crave for on the beach
You couldnt kick a rhyme as hard as me wit iron casted shin guards
attached wit platinum toe rings powered by uranium bars
This board enhances when i cast spits
Rap backwards phatter than chris farleys carcass covered in spandex

[-Euthanasia-]

that real eyes ation is bitten from a company flow song

these niggaz got on contacts but they better real eyes

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

yea I bit it from COMPANY FLOW.

lmao, stfu now.

[-Euthanasia-]

you're mean 

[bez]

Top of the game like Blaine watch how I use black magic,
Hit this nigga for his change while he explains how his lifes been so tragic,
Done so much shit thats drastic but now hes making big chips,
Cos at the weekend hes works in Mickey D's when really hes a K.F.C bitch,
Thats Keep Fucking Crying cos you aint gunna get on my nerves,
Everytime you write up a rhyme I'm always well prepared,
My prayers seem like they're gettin answered cos your rhymes are so holy,
Claim you from the jungle I guess thats why I'm battling Mogley,
Bitch you dont even know me but your so easy to diss,
Your saying gay shit as if your experienced but go give Jada a kiss,
Not Pinkett Smith I'm talking about a real hard nigga,
How can you rep so hard when you look starved lil nigga,
Aint even pulled a trigga this dudes all about his online look,
Talking about pointing guns when he aint ever even picked up a book,
Another ignorant dumbfuck it was you that started yellin,
But you dug your own grave and thats how this idiots a fell-in, (felon)
But now its all shit smelling cos I'm as equally precise,
I squeeze from all sides like puttin ya head in a vice,
Man I'm just not nice to be messed about with, you shudda left it shut,
Acting like gay shit offends me mannnn I got girls left right and center whut!,
See blood I dont need to come on and post everything I do,
I keep personal shit to myself I aint into telling everyone who fucked who,
I stay true to myself but man your constantly yelling wolf online,
Anytime anyone sees your rhymes they know its lies from line to line,
No use sitting there cryin cos I'm rappin circles that hurt you,
You aint even a nigga cos your so black your purple,
I aint even sick of this ear full cos I've always been down on wax,
Only by riding on a circus train could this clown be on tracks,
So perhaps you will think more carefully in future cos ya gettin ripped ta shreds,
I really dont know how to end this cos I've already dissed ya dreds,
GGGGGGGGYEEEEEEEEAHHHHH!


BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW!!!!!!!

[bez]

Upping this shit!

[Miss NWA Whoorider]

vote:bez

[bez]

Upping this.

dope lil battle.

[LyRiCaL_G]

dont make me drop and put this to rest playaz

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

What I gotta do? bust more deadly verses?
Fuc it, I'll burn you like Muslims flame up churches
ain't no way you gone see me, so how you gone hurt this?
I'll pretend it's.. just a battle so the beef is put to rest bitch
Let the best shit.. shit all over this board like it's 2001 again
Like I'm 16 years old.. bustin like it's nothin without a pen
Keep kissin my arrogant ass that you're glued to
I'll take your arrogance and crush it but what would you do?
Fool you embarress yourself and get schooled too
Post your picture up again, you're a fuckin cartoon
Monsoon.. yea it's a change of season
It's a new moon.. and you're givin me a reason
A reason to leave yo ass bleedin cuzz my heart is freezin
yea bitch I'm cheesin, you ain't never gonna get the best in me
Too hot for heaven and Satan only sweats me....