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StrEiht Up Menace:
both are shit, wer u botyh serious 8)

Chamillitary Click:
Sparegeez, the fuck you messin' with real emcees?
People say "the flows liquid", but your glass is empty.
Putting you on blast is tempting.
But you need to quit, so I'm gunna have to ask you for your pen back, please.
I'm a beast.
Going against me? Going against your luck, for real.
If the rap games a feast/
I'm at a Dinner For Schmucks,/
where the fuck's Steve Carell?
Battle you, beat you & hand you a sign that reads/
"Thanks for visiting, you are now leaving hell".
But you're a beast too, don't get me wrong.
You're a 2010 Tiger, you're not up to par.
I hope rap ain't a career, cuz unemployment is gunna hit you from far.
& jobs are hard to come by, but it's easy to cum when you're hard.
So give yourself a job, as your mom gives me one in the car.
Can't say your bitch, cuz your gay.
This California faggot, out celebratin' the passin' of Prop 8.
What am I doing? No. Stop. Wait.
Sorry I came through to diss ya.
I shoulda been minding my business, countin' my figgas.
But I had to stop by, cuz it's my Blunt Tyme & that's whose the winna.

Haven't dropped shit in a New York minute. 8)

Sparegeez:
a real mc is someone like me
 a earopean pussy// is chamillitary 
or at least// that what it seams to me
/probably//
as old as mr fini
im 20/
the bitches love me//
running//
to make disses about me
// like its the cool thing// nothing new in dubcc//
these nerds stay loosing//
computing looting//
around  the net// dumbfounded
by hip//hop stop//
ur all talk
and u sound like chalk//scratchin on the walls// 
hatin on what?//
what  i brought
 to the table//
//probably feel taught//
 i write fables/
/ ur not able to be ori/ginal
sounding like a 3rd// grader//
u criminal
robbing me of my win// traitors to to reality
ya treat me so notoriously//
acting like bitches in sororities
following the eighth propisition//
out here we jst follow who snitching//
it most lik//ely was u who wishing/
and blunts tyme//both he's secretly dating//
trynna get married
im a chistian all about tradition//
so for u faggots get ready for the lynching

spacing

Sparegeez:

--- Quote from: BLUNT TYME on August 05, 2010, 02:07:58 PM ---lyrical murder just blame my quick tounge
listen to me, your daddy, you just got ripped son
youll be covered in blood like you got cripped on
im too super for you like im from krypton
im the 50 to your fat joe, the eminem to your benzino
see im latino and you steady takin Ls as a chino
we know you wanna run so far away like a flock of seagulls
you an asian kid claimin to be latino callin white boys niggas?
you more confused then a priest behind a trigga
no jigga but muthafucka you aint no nigga
you in the eye of the storm
a tropical storm formed to destroy you and more
stick to watchin your porn and stay off the mic
you aint got no glory but nice try
i took your mic life span and reduced it to vanilla ice's mic skills


--- End quote ---


i offered u a truce// but u acted like a 2 face// a disgrace
the only spittin involved with u// is chamilitary's juice
keep ur comments to urself, dont tell us how it taste
outta state latino// ur probably //
swarming away looking for a job in farming
cuz fasho it aint rapping// with all that name calling
u wanted a war// cant take u seriously
when u mention everybody in the source awards
u need to find some chores in ur household//
to bored on the net while ur hores get fucked in the neck
i write u up like some checks// its tough for ur rep
ur as 50-50 as a bet/ disappear like a hicky
u got red lipstick from ur friend who's also hatin on the best
i need liquorish for all the nasty shit that i spit
no homo if u// want more ill be back like a promotion
im as solid as a fist i can go on like a list
im the hit// u the miss// im the pimp// u the miss
get a fit and ill beat ya ass like theres noting to risk

westsiderider323:
you fuckin wit ether
its either your life or stop spttin cuz you keep comin weaker
pick you apart like reefer
bought your bitch for half a day, only cuz its cheaper by the dozen
bustin nuts in her fuzz while she fussin
dog your rhymes disgustin, im only discussin the truth
i know you lovin the truth
enough to let the truth bust nut on your tooth
you a stool pigeon bitch wit a gimmick
you try to mimic what an MC really is or isnt
im eatin tacos so i can shit on your grave
rip on your name
piss on your brain
only thing left is spit on your flame
then im lightin up your carcass
i done hit you too many times cuz you a big ass target

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