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My first drop.
rik:
I like to spit a flow occasionally
You can try to diss it ain't fazing me
We can go one on one bring a referee
I'll beat your ass and hang you from a cherry tree
What ever made you think you can fuck with me
I'mma a G and your just a fuckin flee
I'm coming straight from Los Angeles Califor
Boom Boom we're knocking down your cotdamn door
It's rik on the mic who you thought it was
There's no way in hell that you can slaughter us
This is my first drop on Key Style tryin to end the drought
This is Pimpalistic AKA rik signing out.
TraceOneInfinite:
--- Quote from: Pimpalistic on July 12, 2006, 09:55:09 PM ---I like to spit a flow occasionally
You can try to diss it ain't fazing me
We can go one on one bring a referee
I'll beat your ass and hang you from a cherry tree
What ever made you think you can fuck with me
I'mma a G and your just a fuckin flee
I'm coming straight from Los Angeles Califor
Boom Boom we're knocking down your cotdamn door
It's rik on the mic who you thought it was
There's no way in hell that you can slaughter us
This is my first drop on Key Style tryin to end the drought
This is Pimpalistic AKA rik signing out.
--- End quote ---
Damn right I'm gonna diss/ cause you got no crew/
You just a B.G., wanna-be in this/
Melanin Deficient is runnin this business kid/
So you better ride with this, or get ran over soon/
We give you an open invitation to join the crew/
That's your only chance of survival in keystyle dude/
You just a child, let us raise you to be a real emcee/
Melanin will have you spittin iller than you could ever believe/
What you say, you want to make a deal with me?
Sign a deal, or sign off, it's made clear for you look and see/
Your only chance is with Melanin D
rik:
--- Quote from: Hajj Abdul-Infinite...BANNED FOR SPEAKING TRUTH! on July 12, 2006, 11:44:26 PM ---Damn right I'm gonna diss/ cause you got no crew/
You just a B.G., wanna-be in this/
Melanin Deficient is runnin this business kid/
So you better ride with this, or get ran over soon/
We give you an open invitation to join the crew/
That's your only chance of survival in keystyle dude/
You just a child, let us raise you to be a real emcee/
Melanin will have you spittin iller than you could ever believe/
What you say, you want to make a deal with me?
Sign a deal, or sign off, it's made clear for you look and see/
Your only chance is with Melanin D
--- End quote ---
This is an open invitation to get off my dick/
Here's my answer, hell nah I won't join your click/
I'll do this shit by myself muthafucka I'm rik/
You can call me bronchitis cus I'm fuckin sick/
In my hood I've been known to move a couple bricks/
Don't believe me? Come on down, stupid trick/
You're Melanin Deficient I'm so fuckin efficient want me to join
your crew muthafucka keep wishin/ Call me Chef Boyardee cus
an ass whoopin I'm dishin/ B.G. is what u called me well ani't that
nice/ You're 40 years old but your rhymes are fisher price/ Disses ain't
fazing me now I done told you twice/ Keep fuckin with me and get
a bullet through your head like Obie Trice.
TraceOneInfinite:
--- Quote from: Pimpalistic on July 13, 2006, 11:06:10 PM ---
This is an open invitation to get off my dick/
Here's my answer, hell nah I won't join your click/
I'll do this shit by myself muthafucka I'm rik/
You can call me bronchitis cus I'm fuckin sick/
In my hood I've been known to move a couple bricks/
Don't believe me? Come on down, stupid trick/
You're Melanin Deficient I'm so fuckin efficient want me to join
your crew muthafucka keep wishin/ Call me Chef Boyardee cus
an ass whoopin I'm dishin/ B.G. is what u called me well ani't that
nice/ You're 40 years old but your rhymes are fisher price/ Disses ain't
fazing me now I done told you twice/ Keep fuckin with me and get
a bullet through your head like Obie Trice.
--- End quote ---
I'm gonna go on ahead and give you the benefit of the doubt/
I'll leave out the arena and let you bask in your own spotlight/
Your gettin down on stage and doin your thang man/
Your wavin your hands right to left, but let me ask just one question/
Is anyone really there to listen, naw, homie, nobody gives a damn/
Your imaginary carear is skyrocketing up from nothin/
You'll be talkin about gettin rich like Mobb Deep's last album/
Only to drop more bricks of cement than an Egyptian freemason/
Your intelligence is zero, your creativity is in negetive digits/
So let me bless you with some of that Melanin Deficient wisdom/
What's wisdom? Wisdom is knowledge plus the experience/
We been doing this for years, we one the first battle see/
We know-the-ledge because we've always been lookin off the highest peeks/
Your style is as dead as Mister Cheeks and the Lost Boys/
So leave the stage, run back home and play with your tonka toys
rik:
--- Quote from: Hajj Abdul-Infinite...BANNED FOR SPEAKING TRUTH! on July 15, 2006, 07:30:01 AM ---
I'm gonna go on ahead and give you the benefit of the doubt/
I'll leave out the arena and let you bask in your own spotlight/
Your gettin down on stage and doin your thang man/
Your wavin your hands right to left, but let me ask just one question/
Is anyone really there to listen, naw, homie, nobody gives a damn/
Your imaginary carear is skyrocketing up from nothin/
You'll be talkin about gettin rich like Mobb Deep's last album/
Only to drop more bricks of cement than an Egyptian freemason/
Your intelligence is zero, your creativity is in negetive digits/
So let me bless you with some of that Melanin Deficient wisdom/
What's wisdom? Wisdom is knowledge plus the experience/
We been doing this for years, we one the first battle see/
We know-the-ledge because we've always been lookin off the highest peeks/
Your style is as dead as Mister Cheeks and the Lost Boys/
So leave the stage, run back home and play with your tonka toys
--- End quote ---
If my style is dead then yours is extinct/
It's hella obvious that you type before you think/
Cus your fuckin with the truth spittin, hard hittin
rhyme sayer/ I see a dime piece and I'm about to
slay her/ It's pretty evident that u have a thing for me/
I'm kinda flattered but I don't swing that way homie/
You try to diss me and spit wack rhymes/ You're past
your prime doggie now it's my time/ I spit hot bars/
Leave haters scared/ Drive fast cars/ And party with
rock stars/ What's the matter buddy? mad cus I refused
to join your crew/ Im reading your diss laughing sippin on
a brew/ This battle's over pimpin bow down gracefully/
And please for your own sake don't come back at me.
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