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Ryder @TheShadyBunch6

none my lyrics are extrainous

my rhymes are spontaneous

I am the new prince

and I'm as brainy as galilleo

wiser than einstine

with the streng parallel with that of a land mine

I change to my surroundings, like a chamelion

sometimes I'm serious, sometimes im silly an

and you'll see, my energy can't be witheld

if it's a sin to be a winner then I'm going ta hell

setting my goal to the tippy tippy top

my goal is to be the undisputed king of hiphop

not trying to say that I'm the best, I swear it

but you know the saying? if the shoe fits then wear it

it's not that I'm better than the rest you see?

well it's just that no body is a good as me

so I'm humble, when I'm complimented each day

I'm like "hmm, you know. what can I say?"

my lyrics are praised, just like the scripture

the grammar is correct and it's as vivid as a picture

I'm not the messiah but the truth I must tell

I can't walk on water but I can swim like hell

I was tought by the worlds greatest Mc

a man who undisputedly rules the whole rap industry

I was taught to be all that I can be

I was taught by a hell of a guy, me

so don't try to stop me cause I can't be stopped

don't nock what I'm doing cause it can't be nocked

this the night network, the friday night show

time to sit back, from this hell of a blow.

J3nna @marshellmallowbabe 

Poor lad whom I'm bout to slay today, your raps are as bad as your teeth,they're starting to decay

keep rappin tho,masterin flows,fapping at home, now I wont leave ya alone

I'll be rippin out your throat for the stupid things you wrote

You acknowledged,but lack knowledge when it comes to rappin

steppin up to me was a bad challenge so go back to college cuz you cant handle this rap shit, messin with a vandle with tactics will just have ya stuck in a web by arachnids

easy prey I kill them by the hundreds,when I hunt heads, kill the ones below me on the bottom of my bunk beds

you tried climbing on my hill but i saw you with my eyes now everythings blood red,like my eyes when i get high

For me its all about RESPECT, God blessed my enemies with 5 in there chest, ripped up their vest,

Left a spaghetti mess, Machete-confetti there flesh, Lifes a test so im testin the best, Keep my suits pressed cuz I be messin wit death,

A god's persona, I am the greatest drama, Causin' massive trauma, to both you and your mama

ok Kwazzie, enough of the taunting, this is your nightmare so let me start the haunting, you aint street shit, you aint even a road, so take a back seat with your girl clothes

get shit right before you go wrong, tryin to act tough in a song, bitch you just got burned, im a pro you're just a rookie with more to learn, im great an ehh your average, if you were on the front of my cap i'd turn that shit backwards

Guess its clapping day got my hair trigger on happy spray aiming for them faggots yeah i mean you gays, If u aint know i go beast mode in this freestyle game, Its what gets me hyped, pumped and one day is gonna make me fame.

Bums and lames get beat like a drum rada tat tat, Beat ya with a bat, it ends with a nonessential tap, that's the end of this rap, like a diabetic runner, this is the last lap.

You try to go hardcore but you all you do is lower the score, I'm ten times better than you, better than you, anything you could do, you tried to beat me, "what the fuck was up with that?" you tried to decieve me "are you fucking, fucking, mad?"

I'd beat you anyday, that shit is easier than child's play.

I'm the one who leaves this stage, without rage

cause I've done this before, won pounds galore, I'm a street rag but at least I ain't no meat fag.

I've bested you and tested you, done this shit since 1902. I don't need you preachin to me, about you and your "sublime" abilities

it's obvious as fuck that all your rapping about crimes and slime and other fucked up lines are a sign that you've lost your head, probably because your mommas dead, that's right, it's me who put the cap in her head.

I've got no reason to step back, that's like askin a person to die of a fake heart attack, the only blowin being done is by the bitch on there knees, the bitch who goes by his alternate name "lil kwazzie"

Who won this round? Comment!

#TeamJ3nna or #TeamRyder

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 09, 2013 ⏰

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