People bittin' rhymes and lines
What happened to the youth's minds

A little something original

This hotness that I spit comes straight from the hart
Filled with furry, ignited by a spark, my brain starts
I create rhymes from the air, nothing up my sleeves
I have no pity for these lyrical thieves
Who believe they have to bite rhymes
Just pick up a pen and try to write rhymes
It's not that hard in fact it's quit easy
But stealin' other peoples creations is straight up sleazy
I know the real MCs feel me...

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to me writing rhymes isnt all that complicated//~
its when fakecees steal rhymes is where kal gets irritated//~
to the point where i must escape these emcees and become sedated//~
to only put these biters in tha past, seems only real emcees with class seem to last//~
from mack to blanket, maxi to femcee, only tru Emcee's will prevail on Wcc//~
guess ya'all lucked out, theres no doubt that these fuckers shouldnt get kicked out//~

no doubt

I dont bite spits to get fame kids..Yall faggots got me wrong!!!!!...
Cuz if I wanted to bite I'm just ask Maxi to write me a copied song...

^^LMAO at this...i love it

i can say i never bit any lines

I was tryna stay humble but my moods switchin now I feel like shootin shells...
Yah cant be Pimp only me fitin my shoes traditions...spittin flames sendin dudes to hell...
Yall spit rules to fail pure wanksta's stop actin like yah roll deep cus when Femcee creeps its with known peeps runnin the cold streets palms out holdin a chrome piece...
I lost but not my mind maybe your right this game isn't my type...
or yah high..tucked away in a gold fleece tryna whip my ass with dollars...
Treat you like a dog kick you and make you holla..
Snatch head off haters smashin collars then hit the couts...
Slanging crack to ballas dont get smart..I rap with scholars...
I hit da scene with da heat equipped with da beam turnin my heart to da back on foe...
Linked all ova Texas runnin with da smartest kats with dough...Relentless like my nigga IBo...
Fuck a lot and fuck a Pardox..you lockin I aint gonna merk yah cus yah hot..yah all fixna get shot here let me stick this Blade in you and watch your blood oozz and go splot splot...
I'mma set back the Time and put all yall on Lock with my glock yah should be in shock tha way I'mma pop...
Snap crackle pop yah just got knocked into pot watch yahself cus like Tony the Tiger I'm Greeeeeeeeeeeat....
Yall aint shit yall sit on the net all day long lookin for inet mates...
I'mma shakin yall flees off... aimed at the top with heat breakin yah team off...
Only the fakes and da cheaps floss... real plots ways  to jack yah...
Tucked k's to clap yah I spit the streets for fun and throw gernades at rappas....
Twistin yah some knots like Timeslocks corn roll fuck tryna capatilaize cuz I was born bolded...
Now on the mic spittin heat while yalls warms cold...Ill have yah form folds  with a torn soul....
There aint shit to talk about my nines on warn mode..so fuck maken sure the word is out...
Im plottin on maken dat perfered amouth of certain clout placin drug money in a refered account...
This rhyme is MINE NOW and I'm aimin at the first to pout...((Bam)) Now wipe yah tears...
Wanna beef? Ayo Kalipzo you straight? How can I fight dis queer GROW UP all I see is minors here....
It's okay Xaero talk yah smake and watch me attack this dude and leave him in a state of persue....
Yeah I'm grimmy and rude.. you shitty yeah I might have been untrue...
But Ill still leave yall straned minus gear..Jewels missin I treat haters like what dudes piss in...
You can think I'm fake like yah mommas boob extentions but be sure Imma come quick to make an example outta yah and hope yah crews listenin...
And until no feuds mentioned I aint gonna stop leavin blocks HOLY like a few Christains...

Wanna beef? Ayo Kalipzo you straight? How can I fight dis queer GROW UP all I see is minors here....

funny....how u say that when im older than yo ass...

BEEF-PLEAZE,i eat the WEAK-WIT-EASE,only time you spit fluid when you play the GEEK-ON-KNEE'S~//
I drop HEAT-WIT-THESE spits,so sick,im known ta SPEAK-A-DISEASE,plus i CREEP-WIT-G'z~//
I aint sidin wit FEM-CEE,bitch should stay at the fat farm YA-GET-ME if nobody wants me why i roll wit A-SET-D~//
DA an we DEAD-LY better watch where ya TREAD-G or find out how sick my real HEADS-BE~//


You mentioned MY name.......dont try an twist it like i started shit,im defendin myself

A lyrical genious so I say this I mean this/
We got biters 'cause skillz they had missed/
"Santa all I want for Christmas is some skillz"/
You biter other peoples like this is for reals/
Need cyper respect like you getting a check/
How can you fucken bite when this is the net/
Some people go out and admit they mistakes/
Others continue to stay to annoy another day/
Worst than a rapper getting a ghostwriter/
This ain't a job why you afraid of getting fired/
If you ain't got the skillz stay out this board/
You need to talk that's what Tha G Spots for/
And in trail you ain't got nada for your alibi/
So I close this by simply saying, good-bye/