Lets cut to the chase Rampage youre jst bitching,
Ill put u in ur place n leave ya face twitching,
Im shifting within him, 'Him' being the man who steps,
Up to demolish ur mind ur soul and rep,
I crept on this scene like a ghost, call me Casper,
Only i aint friendly im deadly in an Astra,
Speeding demon literally im beefing,
Heading straight for faces wit the aim to kick teeth in,
Im seething n seizing any seige u believe in,
Huff n puff chase me round but th fact is ur dreaming,
I aint a little pig n u aint a bad wolf,
My house aint twigs so u cant huff n puff,
U a joke im 2 tough i play this game rough,
This aint no fairytale boy, this is life so tough luck,
U got no skills to come joust wiv me,
Rampage has never rampaged he tantrums like he's 3,
Ur rhymes will never compare coz my mind is rich n flawless,
N when i floor all ill leave u jawless,
Im lawless n the tallest in this game youse the shortest,
Im heads above u fool ur simply the smallest.


*Dont fuck about, trust! Girl Got Game*

rampage? you sound weak, like a pair of tonsels,
And nah, I aint a fuckin ghost writer, but my lyrics should haunt you
In ya dining room without an invitation, um da poltergheist
I aint wearin no sheets but everything is coca white
um baddest in the streets, I bring static to the beats
plus I cook, chop, and sell what brings attics to the streets
dont worry Rad, um gone eat, if this faggot's tryna meat(meet)
It dont matter, I bring semi automatics for the beef
I started on da dime block, squashin the bugs
and I aint Cassidy, but I could sell salt to a slug,
and in the same, sell heart to a thug, so fall back
calm ya rampage, dont even mug, just squash that
cause for one thing, I make sure the gun is cocked back
you talk crap, but you'll probably run when I pop that
got a problem, but aint got a gun, so stop that
boy you better off coppin this dub of hard krakk


just freestylin, so um gone stop...havent seen anything from rampage...so I feel like a bully hahahaha

LOL DONT PICK ON RAMPMAN THERES NO NEED FOR IT
COZ IN DIS TING BLUD KNOW IM LEADIN IT
CLASH WID ME DEN UR FLOW IM EATIN
IM BIG IN DIS TING FAM UR 2 WEAK IN IT

LOL SUM SMALL BARZ LOL

straight freestyle, nothin been changed or editted at all.

Ima sick member, no pretender,
Fuck with me Kidd u gone need a defender,
Murderous imbecile on a mic, who u kidding,
wreckless with th lies plz try stop spitting,
U aint even remotely deadly so why promote it,
Wht goes around comes around Karma totes it,
So why u on a rampage, stampage? joking,
Boys a drama mama who wen confronted starts choking,
U aint no slick nick wit a trick up his sleeve,
U a thick shit who causes his mother to grieve,
When i keep the bereavement, tears falling like leaves,
U aint nothin but a bloodstain on my sneaks.
U creepin but aint got no floss to adorn u,
Ur fam dont no this boss who seeks deep to haunt u,
Im taunting n flaunting ur flaws in the paws,
of the bitch u call hope whos nothing but a whore,
I seep to endure the wars tht u cause,
U fink ur on top! then u got a shock when u fall,
U been merked hurt stamped on n lyrically bound,
U mouth alot of words but nothing comes out,
No sound to drown me out u a true sitting duck,
So turn right around coz seems bitch ur outta luck.









*Dont fuck about, trust! Girl Got Game*

Ma first time on diss site sooo..

Im being Straigt up not tryna be cheeky,
but youh knw deep dwn that youh cant even beat me,
Bring the hype talk if youh want,
But im too fast for youh that you cant even see me.

YOuh mighht see me dwn the darkest alley,
with A Strap in ma hand and a black out bally,
trust youh aint seen shit in your life,
Until youh come and see whats dwn this darkest alley.

u beat me dont make laugh at 2
roll wid da strap den know im after u
ur not dark in dis ting coz im darker 2
dont tlk bout straps coz no manz r armin u
war wid me den u'll lose an arm or 2
i'll walk down ur alley like im calmer 2
u chat as much shit as on a farmerz shoe
i'll blow u up just like bin ladens crew

im not supportin ur gun talk u'll never roll wid skenz
i got dis ting locked up like pigs in pens
dont think dat ur big like ur big in tens
of groups of troops like ur arming dem

lol klkl fam... just sum whack kwik ting

boi ekza's beat,
man get shanked left 6 ft deep,
u dnt roll wi the strap ur bars r steep,
like u gyal wen u fuck her u put her to sleep,
i roll wi the knuckles,
step up to me mana will get suckled,
like wen u wha a kid fam will ge buckled,
8 bars n uve just been murkled.



safe yer

blud its da 1st rhyme i've already eaten u
look at ur wasted barz my nan cud of beaten u
u cant spit 2 save ur life fam my gyal be creamin u
while ur makin up whack barz ive got ur fam screamin 2
im like grim reaper i'll be reapin u
get rude i'll buckle ur team in 2
while u spit im on my pillow sleepin 2
my barz hit u n get u weepin through

klkl

Freddy get fingerd n go fuck off,
Simple words from a pro but they prove alot,
Im straight to the point no bullshit in me,
Im a victimising bitch who u dont wanna meet,
U target at Ekza but foolishly so,
U skank on a man wen ya all on ya own,
Ya come to dis site tht we treat as r home,
On r page to lay bars that will never be known,
See ur name is a number at the back of a queue,
Ya chance never coming n ya talent not too,
U'll never come do dis shit how us man do,
It standard proceedure clashin boys like u,
Ur never on tricks n u dont joust a fam,
Uve no yard to throw shapes n ya rep is a sham,
Ur a waaasteman to me, ya jus a breeze on a morn,
Im a storm on horizons n beef is the norm.



*Dont fuck about, trust! Girl Got Game*

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
MANZZZ GOT BUUUUUUUNNNNNNN HHHHAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

omds they were deep hahaa

but kl freddy
safe rad..