top shotta

odp

man tis was fe u homie..............sorry i didnt finnish


i cant write man..........mental block

kid cant bring no beef, so deperate he biting his own rhymes/
one line wonder…yuh be using the same basic bar two times/
its about time yuh step out of magic land and realise yuh from the uk/
in your streets it only poppa paedophile who be leaden those kids astray/
like mike jones,people sayin top shotta who?, so why would i wanna be yu/
I m the only one here dictating the rhyme style/
Unlike yuh an hitler.i got more than rhetoric..cus im more versitile/
I leave yuh twisted an cold like cristopher reeve spine/
i treat yah rhymes same as yuh treat yah $$$$..beatin it all of the time/
My $$$$ as dangerous like droppin soap in the shower/
butch $$$$$ gonna make it your lonhest half an hour
rhymes hit yuh hard like hittin a wall, cus like pall im the people champ
ima send yuh way, postage is paid so no need to stamp/


then i was gonaa hit yuh wit

i be fu*kin yah $$$$$ fe 3 monts
$$$$ im heavy , i kill yahh bithc afta free humps..

TOP_SHOTTA

yo check dis/ for my verbal diss/ im the real-ist / lyrical-ist/ im on a murder blitz/ cos imma murder this/ like iraqi insurgents murder journa-lists/

if dis sh1t was boxin ur corner would hav chucked in the towel early/ cos id be at u in the first round spittin raw n splittin dat wig on ur head dat looks curly/ i kill showz/ with fearsome flurry of furious flowz, top shottas ray-dar aims dem bullets at u an "snipes like wesley" / (wesley snipes),
like the water in new orleans my sh1t is deadly/ unlike the yanks my fire aint friendly/

like black on black gun-crimez/ my punch-linez/ are rising,

u say u the only one ryming an dictating ? / u wrong kid, cos only thing i see u doin is d1ck-tasting/

i chose to take out my blacked out lexus over my baby blue beemer/ so i can roll up on u when u not expecting me like hurricane katrina/ id be wiping out ur state/ like the stakes/ were high/ let the looterz "loot" an let my enemys die/

id put ur head in between my-car-door/ like my name was recardo/ (rear-car-door) an crush them brains like the bulls in chicago/ (chicago-bulls)

i amaze emcees/ when i blaze emcees/ like australian forest firez blaze them treez !!!!

odp

yah $$$$ was tight.....i need to write lata.


id put ur head in between my-car-door/ like my name was recardo/ (rear-car-door) an crush them brains like the bulls in chicago/ (chicago-bulls)

this is the worse bit...........

odp

story time

I shownin no more luv, like hadaway/
Behind enemy lines..tell yah gal to explain how I had my way/
She still hasnt learned not to be-trEy/
Like Songz she cant help how she gotta make it/ (TREYSONGZ)
Tellin that she love yuh.but knowin that she fake It/
Il tell yuh stuff that she admit/

The truth is yah never reach the top/
Sayin that yah writing talent letcha moral drop/
Now yah d1ck do as rhymes, An flop/
Insult to injury she yuh a internet Gang-sta/
She give no pleasure so yuh aw a W$nk-sta/

So here like wordsworth,lemme take yuh in the fast lane/
Like superman I get $$$$$ to adore yah as of she louis lane/
Yah even go ‘Swingin’ like tarzan an jayne/
Yuh need to keep low ,cus im the fvckin Day walker/ (wes snipes link
Or Cut yuh Crisp, wit my Blade, blood will follow as if it were a stalker/ (blade ^ an crisps
Yah aim should be to respect those who know/
Cus I speak out like kanye tellin babylon were to GO!/ (common)
UnCOMMoN characteristics that’s my Quality/ (kweli album title)
I teach yah to GeT bY as if I was TaLiB kwELi/
Im a supa cat show stoppa , my messag is always b.I.g/ (BIG an supercat)
Like wallace they fire WaRniNg shots that make yah feet Jig - gaa
My Ni99a , my rhymes are here to give yuh 99 problem/
Im hEaRt of my cItY, yuh cant beats whats 99% harder than harlem/
dont kno whAt woUlD Yuh dO, yuh cant handle tha hIgH from yah blazin/ (city high)
I ll introduce yuh into sum new GraSs an yuh can start grazin/

Don’t be down hearted follow this rhyme in yah quest/ (ATCQ song)
Use this as motivator an beat the best in the west/
Life is biTtErsWeEt yuh gotta deal wit the GoOd the Bad an the ugLY/ (kanye songs)
Yuh can clinch the east , but kno it was yah gurl who decide to love me/ (clnt eastwood)

TOP_SHOTTA

alot better than ur first 1 ! but not as good as me yet son :-)!

TOP_SHOTTA

"im bak in tak/ wid a verbal attack/ wid my 4-5 an mack"

ur whack wid ur bitten spits/ an ur written scrpits/ that explains why ur lip-sticks to d1cks/ some advice boi nex time u spit-a-diss/ dnt be too drunk so u wont hit-an-miss

lets jus say dis sh1ts round 2 an the first one was all mine/ now imma shoot u wid my 4-5 or reach for my nine/ im high an i kno u runin outta linez/ but boi dnt copy my style an try to snort mine/ coz my sh1t is too hot it will burn the underneath of ur nose/ take out ur bone an make it flat like roy-jonez/

i fill ya eyez wid acid blind whack mc's frm day-light/ my sh1t i drop hot, im a lyrical slay-er an i slay-right/ play-right/ stay tight/ when my mak spits right/ i murder u in brawd day-light/ im cool headed an i stay-wise/ takin over sh1t like aftermath wid a double-pay-rise/ like clint eastwood,i close my eyez/ i spin my revolver on my finger an still shoot five guyz/ feel my heat an real-ise/ like superman i'll bring u back down to earth an hav u paralised/ an ina wheel chair for life,

i here the talk/ on the street, u came in my hood flyin like superman i hear u was shot down down like the black hawk/ blinded in 1 eye by a 9 year old hoodlum wid a stab frm a fork/ another kid cut of ur tongue with a blade , to put a stop to the sh1t u talk / round my end we dnt serve pork/ only thing on our menu is beef, u were left dyin in the allyway , found by the cops/ headline in the paper "we found another whack mc's corpse"

TOP_SHOTTA

yo peepz ! sum feedbak would be appreciated ! i kno i aint da best but jus wana get better

odp

ay i go tru yurs lata...im busy naw......but this is good..kepp it flowin..

Tazer

Been a while since I been on......Check....

Shotta....Please
u aint superman da S stands for snitch on yer cape
U'll B served better then caviar topuva golden plate
Debatin weather ima true gangsta or not
U dont wanna beef, u got more porkchops than a cop (Police a.k.a the pigs)
Den the bit*h-a$$ fa.ggot goes and writes da tazer diss
Smack da smirk off yer face nd give ya fat lips a lisp
I give rappin the way its best done, quick sick and metaphorically
Parogative verses, punchlines all self explainatory
Electrifyingly shockin how Tazer leaves em Dazed and amazed
Im writin potential multi-platinum sh*t on an internet page
I'm a cereal killa killin yer cheery ho and ya coco pops
2 ya Krispy knickered moms I'll make da sugar puff stop
Runnin his mouth looks lyk it done a fuc*in marathon
Ive let dis lil pus*y stay in da game 4 2 long
His miaw worse den his bite,so i gotta end dis soon
My gun'll give u a skylight and illuminate yer head-room