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WCC Middleweight Battle Royal

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Kill:
if i was u m i'd set a deadline

OLD ACCOUNT PLZ DELETE INDY:

Mack. ill defeat your purpose, erase ya' *birth-log*.
Keep ya tech outta my reach, otherwise you'll be *unheard-of*
Mack, much props on the dude who's ryme you *bit-yours-from*
When you were born, the doc *hit-your-mom*, you fell back an *bit-your-tongue*
Customers fault, the *bitch-got-sprongue*, not ya daddy but coz his *dick-rots-son*
*time-to-stress*, onna scale of 'whack' yours comes *inline-or-less*
you dont *ryhme-the-best* put my *nine-to-ya-vest*, hollow *your-heart*
give it to 'tinman' coz he had a *poor-start*, alerg's dickryding your *saw-arse*
*ethnic-origin* dont mean shit here, gun to *matiks-trap* and *left-the-bitch-swallowin*
go to the *artist* who tried his *hardest* biting dont make you the *smartest* so *take-it-back*
*spit-back* as i *hit-mack* this *bitch-slacks* like an *xxl-jonny* mummy's boy's ill? like *get-well-sonny* (son)
*faggit-fucker* m-dogss whacker than this *matik-suker* i get *caught-up* in *this-moment*
*sniff-solvents* only way m-dogg gets *high-up-the-ranks* this loser *wrestling-fan* dick *nestling-in-hands* as you *eye-up-the-scanks*
when you *fires-their-blanks* you still *trying-for-heavy* but all the others *retired-their-ranks*
see a man this dudes *denying-his-semi*, leave dreams *inna-coma* so he can keep thinking he *made-the-deadline*
talents second to none, so i'll say your *lightweight* and it will *save-its-incline* your signature *im-easy*
more newbie that *i-geezy* or *his-flow* gonna getta *fist-fo'* but bitch didnt really *diss-me*
you have no accuracy your bars *miss-me* id get a betta fight outta ya *sissy*
i've lost interest in *your-bars* before i got to each *beginning*
my lyrical murder will give you *more-scars* sharing *dreams* wit *dreams* when you thought you were *tight-as-fuc*k* sat reminising.
yea *right-as-much* you dont come *forceful* take a session in *ryhme-wit-class* goto college for u its a *course-fool*
*tj* ima shoutout *tj's-runnin* he's about to explode coz giving yourself a *b-j* the only way yo *cummin*
*thats-that* you all *spat-whack* this aint *hip-hop* im watching mdoggs *dick-flop* burnt ya' ass in my toilet, saying your *shits-hot* i'll diss you in 2 syllablul mutli's, well dawg *its-not*
are you ready for my *quickness*
here to serve *business*
these emcee's *delingquant*
this the jurassic period of ryhmers, coz each one of my opponents have no talent thats *existant*

T.J.:
ok i got kicked out of the home which i have a computer at..... so i'll do this with the short time i have left at the net cafe, gimme a while

T.J.:
as i look down the list of names i cant help but laugh/
half of you whack fuckers couldnt be hot if i melt your ass!

indecisive, i never liked you, too quick to complain/
the praise you expect from us is strictly insane/
quick to flea under pressure, first one back when its dead/
ur mum was probly dildo fucking when pregnant, and damaged your head/

tinman, i ko'd you, heres your chance for some justice/
claims you underestimated me, prove it, show me answers u fuckwit/
you'll never come first to me, so stick to wearin the silver/ (tin)
i'm known to make shit happen, like when they scarin Matilda/

hmm... da notorious mack, let it be known your glory is whack/
don't ever forget you were biting, and you were boring at that/
the king of hypocrisy, gee it comes from your boss/
sayin fuck elite while in VDK, then runnin across!/

dreamz, who the fuck is this? another shrimp on the barbie/
you shouldnt be in on this, like a crip on a Harley/

fuck you i dont know who u are so u only get 2 lines....... lol

bein a mod has advantages, just ask m dogg, thats what powered him far/
you take plenty cheap shots like pissheads on happy hour at the bar/
so proud of his elite, when he cant contribute any wins/
all he has is runners like drug dealers, and plays the flute when they win/

now to the worthy contenders

he's stuck up like dildo's, thinks he's always running on top of us/
but he never shows up on time, its becoming autonomous/
automatik1, you couldn't spit as a reflex if u came on ur bitch/
stupid coon, he's got the condom on his nose and petrol stains on his dick!/ (petrol sniffer)

last but not least, spoke too soon, you're known to come patchy/
you think he's got the slightest chance, look how slow he attacked me!/
i've broken my wrist twice, and even still i can hit harder/
ur a bad sight... during birth, ur mum was pushing in, screamin to ur dad "KICK FASTER!!"


how can you call this a royal rumble, in 2 seconds you boys'll tumble/
your shit is worse to hear than listening to foil crumble/


im out, times up


NOTE: edited spelling

maximus:
ill spit just lemme holla

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