Battle against Phokus

 I can tell by your rhymes your gay, but i think that went without say
you wanna step to this, you better bring an army
pack a lunch son, if you wanna live go and phokus
think about what im capable of, breakin the necks of your first love
im like hennessy when i spit, its smooth but will fuck you up all in one
have you trippin on your words, leave ya chirpin to the birds
fuck it bitch ima switch on ya ass, and leave rottin in the grass
ive fucked more bitches in the past, i even tapped your moms ass
you simple and plain like a ford phokus, my rhymes come to me like hokus pokus
next time think less about rhymin more bout battlin, my shit still got your ass rattlin

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Three Round Battle

Round 1

im so fast when i spit it'll hit ya quicker then an acid hit/

and your battlin nightfall on AIM is that how you plan to win this rap game/

i bet you two are real tight askin your moms if you can spend the night/

watch out night fall Udogg6169 done a 69er 61 times your next/

and your reply to this is prolly gonna be worse then eve as a stripper on crack/

hey udogg i think that was your moms eatin her snatch whacked out on smack/

i know this for sure because i fucked her from the back/

well take your time on a reply its 3 rounds long but dont go smoke no more bongs/

no excuses for whack rappers on this board you might as well let me take the reward ......its already over......

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Round 2

we both know that shit wont win this battle/

im a let loose watch out im like snake listen for the rattle/

cock back and snap at you bitch eat ya like some cattle/

how do you know about being a child molestor in jail/

were they your friends when you were in pc for snitchin/

tell your moms ure not my kid and to stop her bitchin/

i knwo you wanna call me dad its ok udogg dont be sad/

and its plain to see if i was your dad the better half of you dripped down her leg/

my skills have proved my way on this board but im not one to breg/

but when im doen with you your bloodier then your women on her rag/

you might wanna pre order your toe tag and your body bag/

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Round 3

are you a preacher or my moms quit your bitchin/

you aint battlin your whining worse then my women /

and im glad you makin money off my rhymes cuz your shit aint flyin/

stick by my side son i'll show you the ropes of this game/

quit your rappin and juss sing hooks cuz readin your shits a shame/

oh yeah your about as real as the weapons of mass destruction in Iraq/

and the arsenal i got will leave you layin in the chalk/

you wanna settle it like men put down your glock/

i'll beat ya so bad you'll get booed on your own block/

and i can't give up on your moms 50 years old and fat but she sucks a mean cock/

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ok let me get this straight you say im wack then you come back with that
now i know why you dickryde Element cuz he actually got some skills and this is lyrical combat
please diss me yeah i got buckteeth cuz you can see me if that were the case I would win on looks
this is our battle why u dissin Clarky cuz he'd beat you faster than you could close a book
Yeah I'm from the Lou not the same place and even if it was would ou be runnin your mouth
knowing I could swing by your place and make you dissapear 6 feet south
this shit makes me sick battlin you is like smokin a menthol cigerette your weak
and who are you to say im wack when have you seen me on my peak
actually man i got a career makin enuff to maybe pay to get you some skills
get Em to teach you how to battle and then battle me again but my shit still gives you chills
go get your Man Element come back and I'll battle the both of ya and put ya to shame
cuz at this board i've proven over and over that someday ima have all the Fame
take all your money when you buy my Disk now you can't even buy no bread
battlin you is a waste of my time and my effort DAMN why'd I even make this Thread
look at me battlin AuntWiggly when really shes a little School girl gettin all Giggly

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so dirtyjae wants to battle me somethin you should know first
i've been beat by the best on this board and blazed the rest
now this new kid wants accept my challenge try an pass my test
this is how i get down smack around you newbies on this board
your juss a new pup in town i bet you've never even scored
but its ok dog dont get it twisted you know your moms still loves you
and everyone on this board has more skills then you can chew
you knowin how I do I speak it so true yeah me im from the loo
we dont fuck around here we speak out and take out anything movin
so stand still under radar or else you will realize right here dogg you fuckin with best
we not gangstas we dont act hardcore we been this way since way before
you better lock your door because my lyrical shit hits harder then a 44
you talk about simple rhyming this is a battle all i need is flow and disses
you really a bitch with no talent you havent proved nothing after this you'll be misses
dirtyjae droppin 25 bars you couldnt do that if you dropped a box of Snickers
uh oh here we go another ramblin hoe this is a battle not song
move on to another board cuz you thinkin you can beat me bitch you Dead Wrong......

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2 Round Tag Team Battle

Round 1

im to tired for this shit nautios askin me when im droppin /
when he should be worried about him and milkweed floppin/
tryin to step up for the next round before they get beat to the ground/
im like a jackhammer when i spit and your the rock im about to pound/
crush in ya into pieces like your pride after you step against me and clarky/
dont get to carried away with the big disses i think you hurt his feelings "Sparky"/
what the fuck is that, i heard retarted kids call me worse names than that/
but I guess thats about your level of vocabulary next round prolly call me a brat/
so let me get things straight this is a battle but I can edit my rhyme/
come on dogg spellin mistakes this battle is a waste of my time/
I got better things to do then battle two children in grade two/
this is a mans Zone the war zone where you gotta be old enuff to drink brew/
no more storytellin, or nap time you gotta leave that shit behind/
and that shit yous spit those love poems i dont take to kind/
see milkweed im not gay i know you ride dicks but i fuck chicks/
dont laugh nautious thats more then you can say with your gay tricks/
and whats with milkweed sounds like something grown from a bad seed/
nautious already said it reading your shit wanted me to slice my wrist juss to bleed/
cant take your shit no more along with this site its unwanted like suge knight/
so watch your move im treatin you like an opponent in a mike tyson fight/
like i said im to tired for this shit so go get tucked in and good night/

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Round 2

quit your bitching sound like old women in a Salon/
nautios is gettin wet now he got a nippon/
so i see were still allowed to edit or rhymes/
go back later on and fix that weak shit 10 times/
but i dont give a fuck we gonna lose it anyways/
cuz everyone in here is a dickrider or a hater, so droppin good shit dont pay/
i drop my weakest shit and still know i did better /
and have all the chicks in here even wetter/
and you and milweed always talkin bout gay guys/
i bet you two have a habit of spreadin eachothers thighs/
so heres a tip next time you battle make it true/
all that shit you said in your rthymes you have no clue/
diss me on truth i can battle ya and teach ya all in one/
rule number one if ya cheeder bob dont get a gun/
but i dont wanna teach you cuz you lackin skil/
your like fucked up old and over the hill/
so now your mad old dick is shrivled and you balls never even dropped/
you called out on a tag team battle and you flopped/
if i were you i'd hit Junior idol maybe you could get some tips/
and if you your smart next time you'll watch your lips/