I stab hard, wit glass shards, n ripped off handle bars//
told ras ta" put up his hands", so dude jus flashed cards//

i blast hard, with brash bars, like fast cars...
long live the king, dont think? just ask Scar

^^^lol.......




I Lord over tha Flow.....even got ya homies movin
n da reason u caint C da God?...cuz u only human

fuck tech sprays, u get slayed, and drilled on the spot, and skillfuly boxed, im killin u softly in a net cafe

yo check it, dnt drop Fix, cuz i gotta go eat, ill b bak in a half hour...dnt drop so u dnt think im flippin ur lines or feedin offa ur verse or cheatin takin time to prepare or sumthin..cuz this shit is fun...but eating is betta lol...b bak in a half hour

crucify this so called god u wont rise again/
rascar with a crown i hate the lies of men/

OK Niggas... we can go bar for bar//car for car. Rhyme for rhyme// spit it line for line. Rascar... you a punk groupie, About to get tossed off my band-wagon// The only way You'd be a boss, is If Hip-hop was talkin shit wit ya pant's –saggin. But guess what Homeboy theres alot more to rap// Fuck kickin that gangsta shit... I got more-than-that.

homie ur biting too much i dont think u can chew it/
u aint hot come on u named after a fluid/
get the fuck outta here shoo kid/

Toxic//You pop-shit// But what the fuck you gon do when that Glock-spit// Out that bentley blue cockpit// Suck a cock-bitch.

i spit and ground angels from hell/
rip ur wings so wen u write ur bible u can have truth to tell/

aight...move out yall...this between me n Fix...now im out afta the next rhyme or so...cuz my homies callin....


Fix, is trippin thru bitter fazes...spits ripped up at different stages...whilst im tippin the stainless...dnt fret, itll b quick and painless...

The only thing I'm gon bite, Is a piece of yo ass//And everything that you write is a piece of trash. Im in da club... lightin up trees wit hash, And All that slick talk is only gon make me sqeeze and blast. If I had to rank all the MC'S HE'D BE LAST.

Dats it for me slim.............I'm out 4 tha day




Crucifixio 4 Pres

how can a kid contain his, rage and just spit flames...
rhymes dysected...i reside in higher sections...
u signed ur death wish..trying to climb and see this...
i receeded to rhymin needlessly..to greet this guy..
hes weak, a rival, please..brighter lights than the eys can see...
its a brutal eclipse..Crucifix...these rhymes will see you..dying and bleeding...
your a part of a dying breed...ur trying me..aint Jin, but ill swing chinese...
switch sides G, ride these nuts and win by me...
a couple of bars..to show, what guwan, when u fuck with Scar...
end up harmed and, spent and scared...forget, u aint up to par


a quick finish...nuthin real...gotta go out...peace...

I can't wait any longer... Its obvious toxic is shook-to-drop//Only been on this site for 2 weeks... and look how I shook- the- spot. My flow's butter... nigga I could cook-ya-block// Did I stutter... I'll get you popped like a crooked-cop.

^^ good shit sorry but i had to log off for a minute

ok

no matter wat man u wouldnt even make the list/
u get my ass for u to kiss/
im the lyrical canibal i rip ur face to see u bleed/
eat ur pregnant girl out and swallow the seed/
im sick in the brain, i kill the lame,i shoot u in the dome with no stain/(stainless)

BYE BYE CORNBALL// YOUR TOO WACK TO SPIT IT WIT ME//You an AMATUER... ASK X-L IF THEY HAVE A BEGGINERS LEAUGE.

haha ya right dawg u a joke