50scent at 24-12-2010 12:08 PM (14 years ago) (m) I spit venomous murderous shit with digit No punk can claim king of rappers on NaijaPal 50 is here claiming the show Futuristic, chick shit, black big punk
Ya'll hungry rapper back off the stage Run da street, back to shit-hole you come from Thats back-to-back Benzes, lil rapper get outta way Ya words suck, cant make the reach
I'm unfriendly in lyrics blastering Spittin Naijapal , feelin me, killin u, Not the broads in my bed I can't front, I love them wh*res that give me head
I like my lyrics reign, and I can't stand the feds I got mansions with words, while niggaz on the corner trailing my words And laughin at shit, cos he is a moron I like dirty of stash can to sink on u lil rapperz I smash the block, nigga smash shit
Ya know I'm dirty I got bunch of words spreadin like a bullet Ya' stand infront of AK spreading like a rainfall One hit you hommie, u dead like a wheeler
Talk to ya head, lil rappers in da forum I aint roll with you You got beef with me Tell it to the judge
Hail 50, the master of the lyrics
RELATIONSHIP & ROMANCE FORUM; MINISTER FOR WOMEN AFFAIRS WELCOMES YOU  Posted: at 24-12-2010 12:08 PM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero | |
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hey Bitch listen up Your battling a lyrical Einstein You?.... king of rappers? nah.. If ever it will be.... then its a inhuman crime. You dont wanna be another statistic Got the crew of CSI doing the Ballistics. You wanna claim Gangsta , then step into my relm ill take you on trip you will neva forget. If your weak at heart , then dont trip cause the shit im gonna show you,, gonna Quever your upper lip. Bodys riddled with Holes, Children forced to dig 6 foot holes, welcome to hell, were the killa's thrive. Do you have think you can slice a throat and forget the sounds? Or empty a Uzi full of hollow tip rounds? well if you think you won this....theres always the Next Round? Anyone wanna talk shit can eat a fat d1ck. Posted: at 24-12-2010 03:21 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming | |
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flexy15 at 27-12-2010 07:30 AM (14 years ago) (m) i flow free lyk a river, if u wanna knw where i'm frm, u got to ask mango park, u niggaz nid an upgrade lyk a service pack Posted: at 27-12-2010 07:30 AM (14 years ago) | Newbie | |
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50scent at 27-12-2010 12:08 PM (14 years ago) (m) I'm a real rap warrior, the born king I spit a thousand words in a sec Highest paid rappers at the moment And I'll prove that ya'll ducks Cos I don't care nothin 'bout your lyrics Don't wanna hear about how many records you sold It mean nothin to me, Cause I'm 'the greatest' - not your pimp Da king of rapperz of all time What are you senile, have you lost your mind? I'm the greatest rapper of all time If they had a rapper's hall of fame, bein that it's all a game I can't be down, because some rappers got a name From screamin and yellin with hot records sellin But your rhymes are smellin, that's why I'm tellin Back off the stage shit, punk u suck Cause I'm better but don't get me wrong I shit on you and your label Consider rappin as a competitive sport 50 is da best, HAIL 50, what are u kiddin me money-changer my butt
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50scent at 27-12-2010 12:14 PM (14 years ago) (m) Yo, gather round hustlers that's if you still livin And get on down, to see 50 spittin Here's a couple of jewels to help get through your bid in prison Haterz 50's reigning 50 is da voice of the people Mouthpiece for hustlers I'm back mutherfcuka You are too sexy to jail plus - Hov' don't run, Hov' stand and fight Do you want losers or winners, this music is in us, and it's Not over 'till we say it's finished, punk Will keep spinnin', spittin and see who s reignin Truest form, i'm da greatest, Hate me or love me Alert Losers, The Ruler is back Hail 50
RELATIONSHIP & ROMANCE FORUM; MINISTER FOR WOMEN AFFAIRS WELCOMES YOU  Posted: at 27-12-2010 12:14 PM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero | |
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Clarifyin Everythin They Know Imma G So You Battle Me And Nigger You'll Be Deceased I Take Your Brain Out And Eat It Like Pizza I Scrap Your Skin Out And Eat You Alive Like Im A Human Eater Im Westernizin My Flow And To Activate The Shot That Will Bust Ya Head Open When I Unload The Glock I Show No Mercy To You Rappin Crap Cause In 5mins You'll Be History And That Be That Jus Immatuer Kid Tryina Get Himself Killed I Squeeze Your Eyes Out Swallow It Like A Pill I Throw You In The Dungeon Cause You Got No Skill Your Flow So Fake Cause None Of It Is Real Take Your Best Shot While My Eyes Is Closed Im Gettin You Shut Down Citag I Act Like Im Overdosed You So Aged But A Sick Head Nager Next Time I See You, You Will Be A Dead Player So Recognize Me Im Comin With The Heat To Burn You Up And Take Your Ashes And Throw It In The Wackers Street Cause This So Called 50cent Call Himself Rap Warrior Don't Let Me You Sayin That Or You End Up In A Pit Of 6 Feet Posted: at 27-12-2010 03:33 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming | |
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50scent at 28-12-2010 10:23 AM (14 years ago) (m) Nigga who else, Pop guns and spit right I reign in all show, Show me love for my nigga blazing Hommies holla at me and blaze for clap Permanently dedicated to the street shit money-changer da shitty creep money-changer that spit shit rapper who keep clips to heat shit He s a nigga bluffin, die mutherphyuka Screamin on lyrics dont bring da best Cowards we ain't cut from the same cloth You a 5M6 nigga, I ride your wife nigga You mess with the wrong one this time And I promise you You be the next nigga they shit on And they gonna find you somewhere in a vacant lot In the garbage, you'll make your home And kiddies shit on you cos u stink Easy money-changer dawg shit, keep ya rotten tongue, on ya stinkin mouth Or else i'll keep it for ya. punk dont mess with the master of da lyrics Hail 50, faggot
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50scent at 28-12-2010 10:29 AM (14 years ago) (m) You gonna get yo' ass whooped Punk You bout to get yo' ass whooped mutherphyuka Hey yo money-changer You bout to get yo' ass whooped streetz punk Hey yo Punk, your butt belongs to the streetz Ya tryin to claim the hitz, when cant claim da show your lyrics suck, chic shit on ya Yo' hood is a mess, your lyrics are weak Man you are punk ass mutherphyuka You ain't nothin' but a tar black mutherphyuka Thats why i'll shit on you and your record label Imma concern bout number of records u sold To me you are a punk, Punk for life phyuk that shit nigga what you wanna do? Nigga phyuk that shit nigga what you wanna do? I claim da show, the lyrics and I spit nice cos imma people's voice Back off punk, u butt stink
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50scent at 28-12-2010 10:30 AM (14 years ago) (m) MONEY CHANGER May the law be with niggaz who shout my name in vain I'm a fearless dude, you loose change I get head in the whip, probably from your wife Cuz she's a hoe like yourself, and it's makin me sick From the pimps, to the bulls like busted punk I pimp on hoes, MC you hearin me Good sense to keep a nigga in dark tints But it won't stop the hollows comin throught the fence Forget about it, gangsta shit gets tense You sounding like a homo nigga who ride butt Every joint you make got a name in your mouth What you gobblin? nuts nigga?, with my posters out Nigga read about it The 50 reign for life, courtesy of the nigga Nigga hear about it From your hood to my hood, from my block to your block Faggot around and get shot nigga Shit on you
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50scent at 28-12-2010 10:38 AM (14 years ago) (m) You thought, you could shit on me Money changer shit Keep your head upright ok? Ya burnt bitch, I heard the story bout how u are adopted in a abandon building Now ya askin for me back Ya just another act, look elsewhere Cuz I'm done with you Lil rapper like beg for stuff to be a popular mutherphyuka celeb phyuk what I said it dont mean shit now You mess with me mo' imma throw u out phyuk ya bitches they are nothin as you are nothin but a puzzy phyuk you, you hoe, I dont want you back Hungry rapper like you mess with 50 Cos u want to be notice, questioned, did I care You could ask anyone, I even said I'm the great rapper of all time Now its, over, but admit it It hurts real bad, to see lil rapper like u mess with 50 Imma lend u a cent to make u rich beg 50 now imma notice ur old rag clothes stop shittin on 50 u money changer shit last warning or u'll be put behind the trash dump you like a piss of shit Hail 50
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I'm sicker than your ass, I'll make beats go like a bass, kill you like that guy killed jay z called, nas, Yeah fool, you're not 50cent or a rich emcee, but a fake ass wannabe, tryna' act all cool and shit, but awfully, Yeah man, your rap lyrics are poo poo shit, Don't waste that on a booo booo spit, Cus i just have the whole crowed going boo on you, No, just shut up and don't argue, hold on, i think this rap is going all snafu, Nah, but it's alright we understand you're infected with the gay flu, You ain't all that good and you don't live in a hood, It's not my fault you didn't have a good childhood, it's alright, it wasn't like you could, but damn dude, who would? and, so yeep... I don't like making long raps, I think it's a waste of time and it's whack, I rather sit back, relax, and play some blackjack. Posted: at 29-12-2010 02:18 AM (14 years ago) | Upcoming | |
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50scent at 29-12-2010 11:11 AM (14 years ago) (m) Hey yo, hommie shit, so sick you are So you know,ya make somethin' out of nothin' Like turn an empty spot, into a crack spot pumpin' Last spot of your sho, chic shit on you Ya spit like a kid, moron Get outta and see my hood, u can make a place in a garbage But you can't hustle a hustler, cos u stink Back then shawty shit on ya, cos u are a dawg When I spit my words, Country came around, ease it and clappin' then If i left, strange shit started happenin', 50 dont go out Yeah I've been gone for a minute, but I'm back Money turns boys into men I don't play games, I'm about my money, nigga buy somethin Hail 50
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50scent at 29-12-2010 11:15 AM (14 years ago) (m) Money-changer shit I'm the talk of the town, so u back off I got to hit every home, imma sit down and learnin Cos little rapperz like ain't on the shit that I'm on Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 is the master of lyrics Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in your head But when I come through, shh... you stop talkin My money long now, I can make you get shot Now, we can blow an hour talkin bout the stones but I rock When i shoot my flo, your bitch is gonna fall for me Now, naw, you love shit, 50 on that killa shit I'm gonna mobbed the bad man, bitchy as your shawty I'm markin my music like diesel on the block So if you with me you gon' eat and you gon' starve if you not Weed smokers love me like they love Buddha I'll send your kids through the shooter, Crip niggas love me like they love Hoova They tell me see careful good, cause niggas wanna see like you a dead wheeler They ain't used to a G like you, BLAM! your head into pieces Money-changer shit, your stuff is in coins Hail 50
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50scent at 29-12-2010 11:19 AM (14 years ago) (m) Money-changer shit Holla my name Punk, gimme a reason not to see you bleedin After you feel these hollow tips, nigga, then we celebrating your eyes-shut Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the chamber Ain't nothin like when you get popped and don't know who to blame Nigga told me, 'Do your dirt all by your lonely' So I go hit you while your leg trembling I'm waitin, anticipatin to put a nigga under my hood Smokin like we some Jamaicans phyukin with this ganja money changer shit Ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a must for me Bad as I want to, some shit I just don't discuss with little rapperz like you I point you out and watch how I 'll knock you off Everywhere you Punk go, I got a nigga watchin y'all, motherphyuker! Back off, shut your stink off, 50 is reignin Money-changer shit, your stuff is a coins Hail 50
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50scent at 29-12-2010 11:41 AM (14 years ago) (m) Come on, nigga, I ain't here to make no friends, just cut the checks I got a long pump that'll put your stupid ass up in steps Beggin niggas don't understand though Probably cause my hand glow when I'm anticipatin the lambo Lean out my bucket for niggas thinkin they Rambo You get one warnin so I suggest you know These rap niggas portray to be tough, nobody acting soft 'Til they laid out in the hospital, eatin apple-sauce Usually for yappin off and turn apologetic Waving a white flag, the danger they might have My niggas buyin so much ammo, to knock u off If you reach in the couch for loose change, you'll probably feel on the handle Holdin sixteens to get your bandages and broke bones So I suggest you get alarm systems in both homes There's only one team on top, we number one with a glock Smack your butt and get your dumb ass SHOT! Or else 50 is watchin ur butt MC shit
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radark at 29-12-2010 12:38 PM (14 years ago) (m)
Fly or Die Jumping Posted: at 29-12-2010 12:38 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming | |
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yo everybody listen to me This is the shit u wanna hear n see 1, 2, 2, 1, 3. In out ya mumma's fanny she got HIV! Listen home boys i'm an Emcee I freestyle my lyrics so stay against me! I just started to smoke but phyuk it u don't need to smoke for me 2 make u choke I slipped my honeypot in your fathers mouth n made him boak! what the phyuk are you all waiting for Everyone whip ya cocks out cos 50scent's mum's a wh*re. she get's shagged at almost every superstore. phyuk it i had her against the fridge and the floor! This is a War I'm gonna make myself proud to piss off honeypot Galore! Everyone who wants to rap against me go ahead but to even think about doing it u bedda off dead! you may as well do something else instead! I locked up your mum in my house she aint been fed! I no i speak about mothers n sh1t like that It's because these words are cool A.k.a Phat! It aint very often i write very long raps I only to em when i get a bit whacked! Listen everybody 50scent aint an artist He should be locked in a mental home cos he a retardist! First time u rapped to me buck i battered your ars* Your an ugly mother F*cker u born in mars? Hot Dang this u westenist play your guitar Youre a bit twisted cos u wearin ur sis's bra! I'm startin going a little bit mental so lil boys like 50scent need parental! I aint finished yet, when i do finish my keys will be knocked in debt I've been rappin for quite a while We have Emcee sessions with my mate kyle He's been sent down for a while Because he hit someone over the head with a kitchen tile! It was pretty Nile I just cot my car back it's modified to it's limits I could get to jamaica n back in just 10 minutes! Listen everybody you need to learn just revise some of these lyrics so don't sigh or Churn Because it's your turn I handed you all a mic for a all on one Battle on me But i will batter you all in just 1 rap it will be done in about 1,2 or 3! Posted: at 29-12-2010 01:52 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming | |
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50scent at 29-12-2010 05:30 PM (14 years ago) (m) T-T-T-Totally, shit on you Yo ah! You know who rule this shit City is mine I blaze up like sun in da sky Anybody want beef with the 50cent Guaranteed ya head in the casket Make your day, your head land in the basket I could see your mama 's butt, so stink Crouched up over in a humble position when i bang ur mama who s my bitches Any track I spitted on, I shitted on We can exchange shots, until our chambers melt you nutty wrath'll live as long i make u my floor-mat I blast you like a pig and slit your throat who can test I, the true King of lyrics Ever since i rise, I've been controllin the street, holdin the hit Roll with me MC, imma notice your odorous face and give u a cent out of my name Little rapperz like you hustle for nothin ya mess with your mentol, you get nothin you are nothin, hoping on nothin Wanna war with the Squad, walk through the threshold! watch ya back moron, gun-shot make u sleep forever tell me its all over and you want a piece of my pie come take a bite ya hungry rappers shit And all you niggaz gotta face the fact I run da sho and I pop shit cuz you can't stop me I'm the king of lyrics, More rich cuz they can't rob me Self made billionaire to bring ya little rapperz up phyuk u MC, Damn u
RELATIONSHIP & ROMANCE FORUM; MINISTER FOR WOMEN AFFAIRS WELCOMES YOU  Posted: at 29-12-2010 05:30 PM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero | |
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You wanna battle me Boy u outside your mind U dont wanna rattle me What words u gonna find Dont even need a beat I'll still make a rhyme Ure lyrics r all weak Aint even worth a dime Te lo digo en espanol Estoy fuera the control Crees que me ganas a mi Ni en tu imaginacion i'm f**kin full of power Knock u in less than an hour you need some candy in your mouth Cuz what u spit is sour U need to drop ur nonsense U think ure really tough Drop the big boy act man S**t Ive had enough So I'ma leave u here Pretending that ure rough Keep listening to my lyrics I'm sure you'll learn some stuff Posted: at 29-12-2010 05:50 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming | |
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Hey bg you havent replied wats the matter have your raps died i thought they wud have since there so bad did you complain about me dissin you and tell your dad fk off man jesus christ your not welcum just read our raps tatse them feel them even smell sum your tryin to b the new kid around this place when really your a differenct kind of race who tries to rap but its laughable your words are so shit there smashable why would you enter this site anyway you ran out of things to do or play or sniff glue and eat clay or mess around with barbie toys or fool around with little boys just go home am in the zone your a rap clone hu went wrong and got stoned with to much ecstasy in yo non-rappin head which you try to make raps out of but its gone wrong and inbred phyuk this shit am outa this place bg stay away your a motherfukin disgrace Posted: at 30-12-2010 01:17 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming | |
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