West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: KILLASLEEPS on March 21, 2006, 10:41:06 AM
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YOU FAKE FUCKS DELETE YOUR ACCOUNTS'
YOU ALL SOFT AND WHITE LIKE AN UNROCKED COKE OUNCE'
I SPOKE OUT!'
STEP AND DEATH IS WHAT I PRONOUNCE'
CHESTS GET BROKE DOWN & HEADS GET BLOWN OUT'
WHO THE FUCK WANTS TO TEST'
I FREE TYPE TEXT SO DOPE YOU WONT DARE POST NEXT'
YOU LIL CATS WANNA FLEX HIT THE HOSP WIT BROKE NECKS'
I FLOW BEST OVER BEATS AND PIXELED SETS'
YOUR FICKLE YES THE FO FIF WILL LIFT YOUR BRITTLE VEST'
IM FROM THE HEART OF EAST LOS ANGELES'
HOME TO THE SCANDALESS'
AY KAY HANDLAS AND CAR DISMADALAS'
KUSH BE OUR CANNABUS' S KAYS WITH BANNA CLIPS'
HUNDRED ROUND DRUMS SPRAY PERAMITERS'
YOU FAGEST IS JUST AMITURES'
MAKE WAY FOR THE KILLA ON THIS FORUM'
PUSSIES I IGNORE'EM' NO SCRIPT JUST DICK I GOT FOR'EM!!!!
HAHAHHAHA QUICK SHIT GET AT ME IF YOU REALLY WANT IT!!!
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Sittin back watchin ya get Teeth-Broke, as I drop him like a Free-throw
Make my Heat blow Turn those People you Keep Close to a Freak-show
Make they Souls Rise like Weed-Smoke, Corpses Smellin like a Meat-Roast
Watch this nigga in his Peed Clothes, as he see a Grinnin pair of Teeth Glow
Speakin low -tell him to Drop his Cross an Watch, Geaa mufuka ima Keep-those
as he Decease Slow make him watch me get Deep Throat from his Cheap Hoe
Mufuka.. GEA
DYNAMIC
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STRAIGHT UP THAT WAS A WEAK FLOW'
WATCH ME FLEX THE TECKNEEK BRO'
I KEEP THE HEAT CLOSE' FROM THE STREETS OF THE EAST LOS'
SWOOP IN A 8 TRAY REGAL'
PUT HOLE IN YOUR PEEPS LIKE A PEEP SHOW'
SPIT QUICK SO I TYPE LIKE A FREE FLOW'
KNOCK A MUTHA FUCKA OUT LIKE DEEBO'
DO THE DEED YO' PULL THE HEAT SLOW'
AND DO WHAT BENNY BLANCO DID TO CARLITO'
PIMP YOUR SKEEZO' WATCH MY NUT SKEET SLOW'
OFF HER CHEEK OOOOH!
HAHAHAHHAHA YEAH KILLASLEEPS!
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Kickin flows, Niggas Kno Killasleeps gon get Ripped an Broke
Lift the smoke, ima leavin this Bitch exposed,
Niggas only comin after me that is drunk offa Liquid Hope
Fuck this bitch imma rip his heart out an Stitch him closed
Stay to Confirm hes dead untill all his Limbs is Froze’….
Unloadin an explodin wit no motives
im West Coastin, Heat holdin' street Rollin
free flowin, teeth frozen, keep goin till i run outta breath
like i was laughin at doctors tryin to pull the Slugs out ya chest
that i bust through ya vest, im seriously fucked in the head,huntin u dead,
snitches an informents have suffered hundreds deaths, an a dozen are next,
ur Future is as dark as Ur moms in her dress, as her son's put to rest.
when im involved no thugs outta threat.
FUCK the Fake, ima keep huntin till theres not even One of u left.
DYNAMIC
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dynamic..no hesitation. It was calm cool and collective..may have seemed like that cause u were writing in caps. lol
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Im bout to smash this lil weak nigga witta freestyle
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Who gon fuck wit 'Dy' the crazy cat? bein a pyromaniac made me act
like a maniac in a navy mask, the fuck u think god made me black?
best escape wit haste, run till u break ya legs
cause i invade wit hate, wit eight grenades,
turn ur face to paste, im here to spray the fakes
Cause im the one to defeat, gun to ya teeth
im cunning an keen, my mouth is a gunnin machine
Killasleeps u couldnt defeat me if u had a ton on ur team
come an than see, ull be runnin in peace,im runnin the streets,
sendin niggas to me is like sendin ur son to a priest
i got gats on my side, cats on my side
ur wack open wide,*CLAT* no insides
im insane, my GAT coincides. ya neva out flowin DY
doubt your own shine, i see doubt in yo eyes
im bout to blow live
GEAA.. Fuck outta here lil weak nigga >:(
DYNAMIC
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GEAA.. Fuck outta here lil weak nigga >:(
lol props
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Im bout to smash this lil weak nigga witta freestyle
lol fuck u a funny nigga props again
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that dude is quite as a church mouse u definitely fucked that weak ass nigga up 8)
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HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA I AINT A FUCKEN INTERNET GEEK HOMIE I HAVE SHIT TO DO..BESIDES SPIT SHIT ON HERE...BUT HERE YOU GO...AND BLACK SMOKE STOP RIDING DICK YOU FUCKEN CHEERLEADER SIT ON THE SIDE LINE...
DYNAMIC HAS NO SKILL IN THIS'
SO START FILLIN IT AS IM KILLIN IT'
WITH A FILAMENT OF THAT BRILIANT SYNATX'
SO DILIGENT SPIT RAPS'
SPIN BACK AND IM REVEALIN IT CLICK CLACK'
SKWEEZ AND SMOKE BLACK SMOKE'
WITH EASE I LOC AND CUT THROAGHT'
OGEEZ NO NOT TO PROVOKE SICK FOLK'
ENUFF WITH THIS SYMP HOE BACK TO DYNAMIC'
CLAIMEN HE GOT STATIC NEVER EVEN HELD A FO 5 MATIC'
20 ROUND CLIP EXTENDO MAKE YOU PANIC'
SO WHY YOU MENTION GERNADES'
I'LL SWING RAZOR BLADES FADE YOUR FACE'
EVADE YOUR FATE BEFORE I LACE YOUR SPACE'
WITH AKAYS TO ERASE YOUR DAYS'....
QUICK BUT IM ON THE MOVE...PEACE...BE BACK FOR ANY RESPONCE..
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Act like u kno Killasleeps still frontin'
When i Rock a booth,My Flow is Exostion proof
im Off the Loop, Leave u Stomped an' Bruised
Copp A Deuce, Drop an get ur thoughts removed,
Walk to Doom and you gunna Gets my Target Blew
Chalk is Drew, Leave u in a Box or Tomb
The Cops in blue, gon' hafta Crop the Clues
im Not the Foo' Cause I Always Plot my Moves
got Glocks to shoot, Crush u like Rockets do,
Giit ur Top Removed,Bring u down like a Popped Balloon
Im the Boss of u, Aint gotta stop, cause im Clockin U,
Front an giits Robbed fo' Loot, giits ur Watch removed,
'Swrong wit You
U thought id Lose? But im on the Block, wit Rocks to move
The Nigga tha' God Refused,but Still Part the Sea like im Water Proof
I Flow like Tsunami's Do, Leavin Niggas in Plastic Body Suits
So U Faught to Lose,u be Rhymin lines like you Doctor Sueze
Ur Loss is Proved, so watch who u talkin to,U as Soft as RULE.
ur Content is Garbage too, Its all as Awful as Rotten Food
U aint a boss in the mob, Gangsta or even from Compton, True
So who the fuck u talkin to? U a Broke Nigga Suckin Cock fo' Food
Plus u aint Gots the Loot, so u cant even Copp a Prostitute
Dont Dodge the Truth,Cause The Only bitch touchin ur Cock is You (BITCH NICCA)
Fuck wit my life and it'll Cost yuh Two, End it all in a single Methodic Move
Sonic Boom,Launch a nuke, an Watch from a far as u combust into Toxic Fumes
BITCH NIGGAS GET BACK
Killasleeps? the fuck out' here, U sound like a mufukin Clown >:(
What Up BlackSmoke
DYNAMIC
WEST COAST
Aint NOBODY gon' fuck 'round.
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Why the fuck are you guyz taking these battles so personally? Just leave all your comments in the actual freestyle.
BTW Dynamic killed Killasleeps on this one no doubt.
P.S. Killasleep holla at me some time so we can battle.
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RELAX KID YOUR ST8 RETARDED'
WATER PROOF BUT NOT FLAME RETARDENT'
I FLAME AT TARGETS ILL MARKSMAN'
RIP HEARTS AND SPIT SPARKS WHEN'
I GET LIFT WITH SWIFT SCRIPTS'
AND FLIP BRICKS WITH SPIFF KICKS'
YOU GET LIFT FROM FIF LEAD' DICK HEAD'
YOU BITCH BREAD' AND I DONT BATTLE WHITE BOYS SO SPLIT TED'
BACK TO DYNAMIC' IM A RIDE ADDIC'
THIS KILLA SHIT IS REAL YOU CAN DIE AT IT'
SO COME CORRECT OR GET CORRECTED'
LEAVE YOUR SPOT INFECTED' SLIP YOU NECKLACE'
LEAVE YOU BREATHLESS' STUN YOUR DENTIST'
VENT YOUR CHEST WITH THE SICKLE I REP WITH'
KIDDO THIS RESTLESS APROACH TO DEAD YOUR FOLKS IS NO JOKE'
I HOLD TOAST AND SOLD DOPE TO OLD LOC'S'
YOU RIDE WITH SCHOOL BOYS AND BITCHES'
YOUR RULE LINE WAS VISIOUS' COOL RYM BUT WITNESS'
YOUR DUE TIME IS IN THIS' I SEE YOU BLIND WITH STICHES'
RIPPED FROM MY SCRIPTURES' AND A STILL FREE TYPE ON THESE BITCHES'
WITCH IS THIS THUG SOUND'WHAT NOW LEAVE THIS PUNK DROWNED'
I'LL SMASH TO YOUR HOOD AND TELL YOU TO GET THE FUCK OUT'
GUNS OUT QUICK SPIT NEXT SCRIT I'LL DUMB OUT!!!!
FAG ASS BITCH GET ALL BRAVE ON THE NET LIKE YOU GEE YOU PUSSY BOY!
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I Killed u before,and now im gunna hafta Punish ur Ghost
U mus' be a weak Comedian cus all of ur Punches are Jokes
An u Frontin wit ur Rhymes like they Somethin u Wrote
Bittin'an Regergitatin Content's gotta be Stuntin' ur Growth
Rip u open and show u bit shit When i leave ur Stomach exposed
Got this Under control, forget battlin me Jus Study and Quote
u shoulda Stuck to tryin to Butter Bitches up wit Love in a Poem
Killasleeps Gettin Blazed by the Streets like hes Somethin to Smoke
Throw away all ur Rhymes cause they as Fresh as Fungus an' Mold
Only way ud bust it an' Blow all alone is if u were Suckin ur Own
Im Young an ur Old, and u be blinded by my Shine as the Sun to a Mole
I Gave 'way some Rhymes in England, and Made some of London Explode (Think)
Compairin You to me, is like compairin Jewelry, ur Rust and im Gold
Besides, You Couldnt Fuck wit my Flow even if it was Stuck in ur Hoe (FUCK)
Im Pumpin Buddens an Bone while u public joke, cause u Bumpin ur Own (GEEA)
Niggas that Huntin u Know my Rhymes give them my Instructions in Code
an' as u Touchin the Ropes Ima be Commin in Gunnin it whole Fuh the K.O.
Cause u was jus Bluffin befo' ill be Crushin ur Dome Infront of ya Hoe,
An' at the end 'Leave u wit Somethin i Wrote that be Hung on ur Toe
Fuck Out' here Wit yo cheap ass Shit' Ur Rhymes is Busted bitches like u jus a Dime a Dozen. An all u oth' Trick ass bitches kno u aint nothin' so quit frontin'
DYNAMIC
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yo im tired all these motha fuckas bitch u kno what THE TAKEOVER 4 LIFE, casue bieleve the hype is real, THE TAKEOVER HAS BEGUN
(http://brawlhall.net/images/KD946914.jpg)
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YOU A FUCKIN BORN HATER POSTEN IN MY KEYSTYLE'
SHOULD HAVE CALLED ME OUT TO BATTLE THATS A REAL GEE STYLE'
BUMPIN JOE BUDDONS? I KNEW YOU WAS FAG AND SENILE'
BONE WAS COO BE4 BUT REALLY THEY JUST WEAK NOW'
I THUMP GAME AND CORMEGA PUN AND BIG L'
YOU A KILLA HOW I'LL SMASH YOU OUT WITH A BIG SMILE'
WE CAN EVEN AUDIO BATTLE BUT I BET YOU'LL BITCH OUT
CATCH YOU IN THE STREETS YOU'LL BOW AND KISS GROUND'
I CAN TELL BY YOUR TYPE YOU A FUCKIN PUNK IN THE STREETS'
PUT ON AN INSTRAMENTAL YOU'LL GET PUNKED TO A BEAT'
SO GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE LIL FAG OPEN A BATTLE THREAD'
UNLESS YOUR TOO BUSY WITH A MAN IN YOUR BED'
TALK ALL THAT DICK TOUCHEN WITH YOUR HOMO MENTALITY'
JUST COME OUT THE CLOSET LIVE LIFE IN REALITY'
I GOT SHIT TO DO LIL PUSSY SO NEXT RYM GET AT ME'
GRAB THE PEN AND THE PAD KICK BACK AND GET CRAFTY'
ALL YOUR SHITS INDIRECT PREWRITTEN AND QUITE WACK B'
KILLASLEEPS THE NAMES REAL BUT IF YOU ASK YOUR BITCH ITS DICK NASTY!
STOP POSTING IN THIS THREAD IF YOU REALLY WANT SUM...GET AT ME AUDIO OR KEYSTYLE!
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Killasleeps i done merked you errytime and u still at it? U a clown hommie :D u at it Tryin to diss again? U gots got last time, now im gon' Do it again'
You lookin like Young Buck, cause Only Gat-you-got is Tattooed on (GEEAAA)
Jus like the ink in a tattoo does,you gettin urself Black-Blued-up
u like a manual whip that Has no clutch,no cats gunna Back you up
thats whats up, Snitch nigga u aint goin no where an ima Catch u cus
Actin Tough, like u imagine u blood u get shitted on like a statue does
With the 187 Niggas kno I pack a punch when my rachet’s Clutched (GEA)
im On a strictly Gay Diet, Aint a faggot but; ima Eat this Fag for Lunch (HAAA)
Your rhymes are the wackest stuff, they belong where the trash is Dumped
I Burn and demolish every mic that i Grab or touch, like i got Acid Gloves
Turn this Microphone to a weapon wit my Magic touch,then ill Blast you once
turn u into Ash and dust,now ur as fake as ur funeral wit the Casket shut (Think Nigga)
Everyone in the Buildin' is done,to suffocate as i Fill up my Lungs (GEA)
the skills in my blood and i live to Take Emcees and kill em For fun
Lyrically i been compaired an Equivilent of BIGGY and Pun Mixed into One
Lynchin the Scum that Lyin bout how the still #1 an they Still in the Slum
Exsistence is Done, The Flow i Bestow is cold Enough to Extinquish the Sun
Dick in ur slut,Raped this 'Bitch's Bitch fo Real, so u know im Feelin the Love (HAA)
killin u son,Only way ur Buildin ur Buzz is jus cause ur another William Hung (SHIT)
Mufuka.. GEA.
Killasleeps Wouldnt be Street Related even if he Married the Hood
Shit, aint no comin back cause he jus' got Buried for Good
Fuck outta here wigga u aint shit, and you'll never be. U jus a lil fake ass bitch, U gon' be frontin on me why dont u drop somethin again, im feelin' to crush u again, jus say somethin mufuka. Real niggas kno' I killed U So keep ya mouf closed when grown niggas be talkin' Fuck outta here clown Killasleeps don even KNOW what hit him. he jus a mufukin fake ass bitch.
DYNAMIC
WEST COAST - Niggas Recognize, an show respect for Dy
or Expect to die Cause i never Ask a Second Time
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ON THE REAL YOU A FAKE ASS INTERNET THUG...YOU KEEP POSTIN SUM PREVIOUSLY WRITTEN SHIT THAT DONT EVEN APPLY TO ME I KEEP YOUR NAME AND STATUS IN MY RYMS YOU A FONEY HOMIE HALF THAT SHIT YOU POST IS FAKE AS YOU...AND YOU A SRAIGHT BITCH CLAIMIN YOU THUG , YEAH BITCH YOU THUG ON THE NET! DROP ONE RYM DISSIN SUMTHIN I SPIT YOU CANT YOU PROBLY STEAL YOUR SHIT OFF SUM OTHER SITE AND POST THAT WACK SHIT ON HERE! FAG AND IF YOU GOT SKILLS DISS ME DONT DISS BLINDLY! BITCH YOU ON A FAG DIET BITCH GO FIND BLACK SMOKE HE A DICK RIDER.
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^^^AY SHUT DA HELL UP DUDE.DYNAMIC KILLED YOU!! I HATE WATCHING NIGGAHz GET TOSSED OVER N OVER.
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Dynamic took it.