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14 and under part 2!!! Narrater

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Now_Im_Not_Banned:
Yo So Much Style/
Here's another rhyme child/
I'll rip you from here to the nile/
River/
Watch him shiver/
When I deliver/
These abnormal rhymes/
Over and over it's like a crime/
What I'm doin should be illegal/
Cuz I'm so damn Ruthless I'm worse then Benie Sigel/
The Mobster/
I'll eat you like lobster/
I'll rip you gladly/
Make ya mad at me/
and it's sad to see/
That you wanna battle me/
Cuz it's time for me to rip you apart/
I'm cold with no heart/
I'll stab you with darts/
I'll bash your head into a shopping cart/
You stink like a fart/
And ya rhymes do to/
I see ya crien muthafucka like Boo Hoo/
It's time to rip a mic/
I'ma just do it like Nike/
You don't wanna fuck with me like a dike/
But your rhymes are Okay...Sike/
They suck dick like ya momma/
And bite others like a parana/
It's time for me to demolish you/
Then polish you/
and make you new/
So your reply wont be as whack as before/
My neighbor can rhyme better and she's a blinde whore/
When I read ya shit it's like "snore" "snore"/
And when they read my shit, they like "more" "more"/
It's just another diss/
Now I'ma dissmiss/
You from my list/
Cuz I just got you badly/
And did it very gladly/
I see ya righting ya rhyme sadly/
Knowin you will lose/
And fuck with me, fuck with my duece duece/
I know you the type a kid to sit and watch' Blues Clues'/
Buta I'ma leave you alone know so you can learn your ones and two's/

Peace..No Beef

So Much Style:
i eat you wanna b-mcs like easter dinner/
why yoour face look like it was thrown in paint thinner/
and like pizza hut im still waiting for your weak ass to deliver/
somethin even to touch my skills/
lyric-iiill sends chills down your spine, so you know this is somethin you can feel/
cause we know narrator always keeps it real/
and now i know why you want part 2/
i dispose of you/
and your whole crew/
so you better be equiped/
i come out from no where like a lunar eclipse/
so dont trip bitch/
your rhymes pile up like some dog shit/
i pull off a back flip and kick off your top lip/
so you cant rap anymore/
whoore i'll rip our your vocal cords/
and i'l rip out your moms vocal cords/
and i mean it/
i rip that shit out with my penis/
im demeaned/
the first battle was heated/
but this ones like  a red headed step child it gets beated and mis treated/
i leave now i know pleatin/
for a forgivness/
your chance of beating me in part 2/
is about the chance you have of your rhyme skills getting you in the guiness/
yo i gotta end this


PPEAACE

Now_Im_Not_Banned:
That was a pile of crap/
I never heard you rhyme like that/
I thought you was cool/
But now it's time for me to rule/
These battles/
Put ya feet in the sattle/
Cuz You gone get riddin on/
Spitted on/
Pimp slap you as if I was Ice T/
I'm the president, and you the Vice G/
Like Shade I'm Sheisty/
Bitches nice ta me/
Talkin about being equiped/
Equiped with a Rubba dick/
A dildo/
You hump pilows/
While ya finger ya ass/
When ya done with that ya stick ya dick in the grass/
Cuz you to ugly to buy a ho/
Offered 20 million dollas but she wanted mo'/
Cuz you look like you came out of a dog/
And the only thing you have is a fake cock/
cuz your real one is to small to see/
So next time you be callin me/
make sure you hire a real MC/
Ta write ya rhyme/
and not bite mine/
Like Tha Realest a fake Pac/
I'll take ya down with only 1 shots/
Ask yaself..Who's hot?/
You not/
Cuz NIK is/
And I get the thickest Bitches/
Use a gimp 'N'/
I rip you aparts cuz ya limpin/
From my dick 'N'/
It got stuck in ya mouth/
Cuz it was to big, you sound like ya mom when ya shout/
How ya like my rhyme/
I think it's time/
For me to go, and that was my last line/



Peace...

So Much Style:
you nasty/
hasnt it be/
came a lame game if you cant maintain/
without these stories volgur and gay/
fake dildo fucking ass/
talkin bout you gon' go all the way/
what the fuck is up with that/
thickest?/
i know you likeyour bitches fat/
like your mother/
the trucker broke the rubber/
the nut splattered on her flubber/
but it some how made it in now nik i know you love her/
so now we're even/
you best be believin/
you wanna ask jeeves then/
tell me whats the definition of style/
narrator, naw i aint the average child/
i've always been better than the best of the top/
it dont stop/ no i aint gonna pull a 187 on a cop/
cause im no gangsta or a g/
and neither are you your just a wanna-b/
believe me/
you cant come close to the skill ive achieved/
your still writing nersery rhymes/
i can write a whole book of lyrics in aobut half the time/
it takes you to write a bars, about 9/
its asinine/
but style stays on the grind/
you beating me in this battle/hmmm your chances are about as much as shyne getting away with the crime!!!!!

HAAAAA u got beeat

peace

Now_Im_Not_Banned:
I thought of this one in class......

You gone diss me again?/
Be a real man/
And stop bullshittin/
That shit's no freestyle, it was writtin'/
By some writer/
Who's whiter/
And lighter/
Than you/
You aint got no balls, must be the Mountain Dew/
Like Bus-A-Bus/
I gotta cuss/
It's a must/
Like drivin a car/
While you rididn a Razor, that aint gettin you far/
I step on you like tar/
And do it really hard/
with all my strength/
I'm a whole, u's a tenth/
I know I'm so muthafuckin spectacula'/
But I aint givin the mic back to ya/
Cuz I can do this all day/
I turn straight men gay/
With the rhymes that I say/
Cuz I'm so damn good, I'll even turn ya hair gray/
If it isn't by now/
Don't dare ask how/
You can't fight the addiction/
You need me in ya system/
So you just start dissin/
Thinkin I will listen/
You want mor friction/
Between us/
But I gotta go pissin/
With my big penis/
So I'm out till next-time/
ya mom is on the bed so I think it's sex-time/

Peace...

i hope that ones a lil better..LOL

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