dwade 206 vs. Love Yal

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I'mma say it, don't get mad, y'all, I throw my darts sideways
Shoot 'em up, bang, bang, through me baby
Lovely lady, fuck the spades, drive the kid crazy
Before I go to bed, an hour later
People be talkin', I feed dolphins
My defense'll fly the coop off your mean office
My skills is a fortune, robbin' leech out a suite auction
Teach then fall off the greatest, fuck what they say
Cuz we against the abortions, and we
Lay low-oh-oh, silent those clowin' foes
Got them clothes for his new feud in the road
We them Fat Albert, spot runnin' '86 crack viles and pictures
Lookin' all suspicous, I'm out..
 
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Scientific, my hand kissed it
Robotic let's think optimistic
You probably missed it, watch me dolly dick it
Scotty watty cop it to me, big microphone hippie
Hit Poughkepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone richie
Chop the O, sprinkle a lil' snow inside a Optimo
Swing the John McEnroe, rap rock'n'roll
Tidy Bowl, gung-ho pro, Starsky with the gumsole
Hit the rump slow, parole kids, live Rapunzel
but Ton' stizzy really high, the vivid laser eye guide
Jump in the Harley ride, Clarks I freak a lemon pie
I'm bout it, bout it - Lord forgive me, Ms. Sally shouted
Tracey got shot in the face, my house was overcrowded
You fake cats done heard it first
On how I shitted on your turf
at times, Cuban Link verse yo
Check out the rap kingpin, summertime fine jewelry drippin
Face in the box, I seen your ear twitchin
As soon as I drove off, Cap' came to me with three sawed-offs
Give one to Rae', let's season they broth
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva
Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder
Portfolio, lookin fancy in the pantry
My man got bigger dimes son, your shit is scampi
Base that, throw what's in your mouth, don't waste that
See D lampin in the throne with King Tut hat
Straight off
 
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Listen you fruit biscit

What you know about bars

Your verse is straight disalblity

Non of your lines can kill me

I'm like bomb, uza squirt

But I won't nuke it yet

I just morph back to my character

Shooking you with spears

Get over here chump

Leave your body in flat floor

Then pick you up, stay back

Let me talk grab a the mic

Yo you wack, try to rhyme

But you sound like the chimpmucks

You and joke line crack me up

Please don't destroy me

You is all I got

Funny butt ninja, not shaolin

I know when I read one

But you can keep dreaming

Only time I see you winning

When someone pulls the lose sign, you'll already finish...lol
 
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i vote for love yal because the hamburger verse is stolen from ghostface'beat the clock' i think the hamburger should be dqed
the verse is the best ive seen from love yal good work a few mistakes but i like the mortal kombat imagery and you studied your opponent pretty well
 
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Yo bitch I fucked your friend, yeah you stank hoe
I seen her on the elevator, honey grabbed my Kangol
She put me on to mega-shit, bout to slap the bitch
She shot crazy verbal, I leaned back like I'm rich
It took place late night on February 17th
Hands flooded like ink, my face on her magazine
Just got back from Honolulu, pockets stackin boucoup cash
Girlfriend sipped the Yoo-hoo and laughed, yo
While I was on tour, whore, you went to work
Quick fast, had a nigga dick in the dirt
You couldn't wait just to kidnap the bait of my sperm
Where's you at, hoe? 'Pinky house, she put in my perm'
That's all you ever said to me, thought that could hold me
Remember when I long-dicked you and broke your ovary?
You crab bitch, chickenhead hoe, eatin' heros
I'm the first nigga that had you watchin flicks by DeNiro
You gained crazy points, baby, just bein with star
Taught you how to eat the right foods, fast, and don't eat lard
I gave you earth lessons, I came to you as a blessin
You didn't do the knowledge what the man was manifestin
You sneaky fuck bitch, your ways and actions told it all
I fucked you while you was bleedin, held you down in malls
I had you fiend out, broke out, for a month you fell off
You was my main shit, my peeps showed you love on the strength
You saw how I got down, the way I thought had you tranked
But you had to fuck this rasta-head ass nigga
I shoulda slapped ya but the peeps said chilllllllll
That's your wiz fault, god, handle that in the lab"
I'm wonderin how many times your hot ass got stabbed
You dumb bitch, horny hot fuck from out the mountains
Your clientele is low hoe, catch you next show, bro
I got jerked, gave away my pussy, that shit hurt
It feel like somebody died or shot your old Earth
But fuck it, I fucked you on a chair with three legs
Broken tables, had you screamin while you was bitin on my cables
Whistlin to the washing machine, I threw it on spin
If your pussy dry, spit on my dick and put it in
My dick's the bomb baby, marvelous hot steak
Plus I'm conceited Starks make the biggest so-called rape
I'm God, cipher divine love my pussy real fine
That means clean the FDS smell with a shine
Word up, respect that hoe

and fuck thedesolateone
 
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You Shoalin , uza wannabe go jealous

I got all chicks, did I tell ya I'm over 20 inches

You sick fruity, of course my style turn up the ladies

Guys too b-boy at import tuner nights

Forget the rumors, your click are annoying

Bunch of bumble bees, where's raid, spraying the ish

But I like you though, you love my mack nights

My attack day, no I'm not pimp, but your lines are address the hits

combation like Sub-zero mix with Killer Instict, 100 hits pow, wam, you say that ish

No ish, sorry not crazy, this battle match

My verse hold more amry than china tried to fight tha U.s

I'm back revenge like the Ninja, the world love my sneeks

Disappear snuff crunch fist, yellow uniform, pow I got you

Then morhp to the guy who loves to kick

Shadow wamm...throw someting at you, your verse now got rotten,...take a wiff
 
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Yo, classic murders, slick gun material
Burnt up bodies that rock with no burial
Hammers that hardly work, go to work
Like a slave on a hot day, with no water
Blow you for props, in the cop's face, might get knocked up
Jakes that play hero, they can get popped up
Face fallin' off they cheekbone, gotta take meat
From they ass, to sow it back, I'm a beast, holmes
It's ground beef, in the streets, so we street's clone
Like fresh fruit, from a tree, so the heat's blown
Your momma missing, your boys are crying
Cut ya balls out your nutsack, the chinks are buying
Shit bags is like gift bags, you get it for free
If you master fronting, classic cutting
You keep stunting, them gem star'll rip something
Look homey, it's the bloody sweepstakes
Glove club you down in the club, how you like that, sweet cakes?
 
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Yo, classic murders, slick gun material
Burnt up bodies that rock with no burial
Hammers that hardly work, go to work
Like a slave on a hot day, with no water
Blow you for props, in the cop's face, might get knocked up
Jakes that play hero, they can get popped up
Face fallin' off they cheekbone, gotta take meat
From they ass, to sow it back, I'm a beast, holmes
It's ground beef, in the streets, so we street's clone
Like fresh fruit, from a tree, so the heat's blown
Your momma missing, your boys are crying
Cut ya balls out your nutsack, the chinks are buying
Shit bags is like gift bags, you get it for free
If you master fronting, classic cutting
You keep stunting, them gem star'll rip something
Look homey, it's the bloody sweepstakes
Glove club you down in the club, how you like that, sweet cakes?

those who cant do plagiarize

what a loser
 
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You dork bloody face

Leave my mommy and poppy

The rest of my family out of you lyrics

Your family missing

Turn them to toy figures

They are hot sellers

Sell them like hot pancakes

Uza sensitive thug

Your boyz and gal after my lyrics

I'm Like Krs one, I got more lyric to give

Whatcha you want playa

My flava is the hottest

Yours da illest, because you get sick, what you can't take

Take influenza, get the swine flu, matter fact take cow pox

Soon I hit your verse with bug spray

Your lines would be disappearing

I know that line was wack

Imagin me skateborading like Tony Hawks in shorts

Showing you style, and balls came out

Saying thats a nasty butt ninja but I tuck my balls back in my shorts

Because my style couldn't be any nastier, but yours fans me though

I don't know, its like club fight any verse of mine tight

You just love to fight, I try to love ladies

I actually love the ladies, talk to your ladies,

about I dropp you like u losing pounds of 80's

my threat flows have you running like the cops chasing guys that's act like ladies..
 
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Step in to the party, it's me
Monk the mighty, monk still holdin that shotty
Dustin Alize', three-quarter Timbs
Terry-cloth robes, crisp hundreds in the envelope
Duke it on the globe, thank God for my Wallabee shoes
They done saved me, up three-nothin and Salt Lake City
Burgundy minks, whips with sinks in em
Brocolli blown, illa disease breath, elephant skin
Meet the black Boy George, dusted on my honeymoon
Bitch like my wife, she popped my black monk balloon
Bitches think that I'm Dominican, slap-hash Indian
Milk on my mustache, drop to my chiny-chin
Dive into dangerous parts, buildin with thirsty mammals
White man scream, "Swim Starks sharks!"
 
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People dropping dokies in crowed restroom

They say Love yal opponents verse are disgusting

Suppose to be 16 lines, ninjas addicted yal but don't listing

This is the remix, hotter lines than where ever you cop your mixtapes

Old skool, new skool, not trying bite off of Bigg, but this flow is selling

Marketing goes crazy who's trying to dissmiss Love, heat seeking I'm flowing

Sector style, got you locked with yal skills, tuners cars parked behind him

People watching, taking the shaolin like the Tradegy Video, Rza from the Wu-tang

You talking that shaolin style, I'ma samurai slashing words that looks like griffti

Before they found out the truth, they get snatch like animal control

Or pest control, you nosy bastards,

couldn't be the Steelers, I knew the Jets are winning

Playing out theif theme, Those new freestyle sounds like Nas

But Shaolin you not him, you'll be caught if you biting

But still trying to drop punchline on Britney Spears instrumentals

Or New kids on block, flowing on there beats

But still you couldn't come strong like beats from Alchemist..

I'm winner like Andre the king Giant....
 
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Catch me in the 80's drop
Old school Mercedes with a brand new baby glock
Right from my Lady's sock with two bodies on it
Capricorn, Aquarius
Lost so much blood, these bitch niggaz in they periods
They say I be living the role, like 'Pac in Juice
And only fuck with fly bitches that get fly and boost
And they ears be chandelliers, lit up like a lamp, Who cares?!
They cooch is fierce, the only thing loose is hairs
Thats right y'all, if a rap nigga say my name I'm a fight y'all
Fuck a state, light charge
My predicate status, irrelevant
My man got the big rap sheet that's outweighing two elephants
Jumbo shits from New Orleans
Players and Pimps that bit off Fiends
Quick, switch with the hands, Powder blue wally's is dyed, Vanilla bally's is mean
Kid, none of y'all motherfuckers fuck with my team, Uh!
 
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