All of yous that want a quick clash im here only 14 but mans tink he's doing okay need some help wid name

safe

i ent guna lie yer but manz fink ure swag bruv!!

If u wanna clash then u shud spit 1st
ill jack your dads wallet n ure mums purse
Come everyday like im a bad curse
it gets worse, so send for da nurse
Get put in a hurse, bt u cnt rest in peace??
cause youve been deceased by a lyrical beast
you shudnt of declared a clash, coz dis is my feast
ive beens deprived for years but atleast
now im back and off the leash, so u best prepare
for me, im movin at a speed tht'll giv u scare
ill make you stand up like hair, Merk me I dare!
no man can tess my barz you chat more breeze than air

Not my best day to spit barz :(
Man feels ill

Hola at me pussy'ole!

Xtra Instrumental

Blaza your an amature so you may aswell quit
you cant spray barz and your flows jus shit
you still a lil kid you suck ya mums tit
ive done it to her to while rubbin her clit
but lets not get your mum involved
cause she smells like fish and she's goin bold
your 14 and and im goin on old
my heart is dark and spit so cold
i bring snow to the endz wherever i role
im here to make p's and this is my goal
to ruin fake mc's on the mic or the road
your nuffin on me you'll get squashed like a toad
i can spit all day its like Grime's in ma veins
stop runnin ya mouth cause i dnt play games
you bes check yaself or ill leave blood stains
all over your garms n over your face
im gunna stop these barz cause im ill like waste
ive been sick twice n i feel outta place
but dats ok this is only a taste
ill be cuttin of heads like henry da 8th!!

thts a blinder right there
x

Just a piss about

Its tht L double E D S on a roll,
Bitch got th hype n lost all control,
Aint no stopping me now im over th road,
Another level to u faggots just watch me go,
Ima hit mics like type u never seen before,
Spit death coz im sick n disease is raw,
Keep on th low, rise up n its war,
Got so much metal tht they name me Ore,
See U aint fuckin with this Ray-D style,
U aint ever gonna see Radikulus smile,
Im Wise with my eyes n ride like drive-bys,
Bitches catch my lyrics like bullets from a nine like,
POP POP, ur swag bars aint hitting me,
But when i swing by u duck down to ur knees,
Worship dis empress loyalty on a hustle,
My struggle aint dne tho so im moving on the double,
Causing trouble making havoc creating rude gal flows,
I bubble when u want it im always on th stove,
Im almost home coz my mixtapes grown,
N u aint fucking with my town when we own th throne.

*Dont fuck about, trust! Girl Got Game*



Edited 1 times. Last edit at 06/26/08 01:39PM by Radikulus.

jus a joke ting........

Strung Up (instrumental)

Rad for a gal youve Game but you ent got 9
dnt let tht get to ure head coz its my time
i shine like the sun, and i spit barz with deep rhyme
if you wanna see my potential then read the nxt line
ive got the illest n sickest cause yer im grimest
your next on ma hit list so dnt tink you can test this
Ill make you wet and wild jus like the west is
if any man wanna clash then lets make business
Tempa, MCK, Cj none can match this
your all fake like sovereigns breateses
love me or hate me im jus like marmite
prt from i ent black and thick like a dark night
im white and lively like a late night bar fight
get glassed to your head make you see bright light

ZzZzZ Goin bed now holla at me yer!

Just some quick fun barz, in arush so gotta be quick.

Wiley - Fly boy Instrumental

my weeds stinkin, ur thinkin "I mite jus link him"/
U wanna pick me like a fro wen its kinkin./
Ima fly boy, in the clubs I bring pink in./
I get whites and Blacks, but wnt touch chink ting/
U dnt wanna scrap me cos ive been drinkin./
come up to my face and ur eyes start blinkin/
ur shook and ima g ting, big mc ting/
I Stay on top like a boat, Blud ill never be sinkin/

Blessed.

Studio instrumental

Yer im a Poor boy i dnt own wealth
clashin me can be bad for your health
im stealth, so your best check yourself
cause i jus jacked everyting from your p's to your belt
i can tell your prang cause ure startin to melt
knees shakin like leaves, you need some help
You tried to scream but you let out a welp
dats regret not victory you felt
your a loser like bruiser, your time is done
tuck your tail between ure legs n run to ure mum
or ill get out my stanley and have some fun
calv a charged C from your neck to ure tum
Ill tag you like a tagged my girls Ex
he tried it wid her while i was on trecks
im a criminal wid a violent nature, always vxd
your a pussy'ole so dnt come wid dat flex
or ill make ure jaw spin like vinyl on decks
ill mix tunes and wait for the beat drop
i cant be moved, cant be touched
cant be clashed, cant be rocked
im stable like a nail always on top

Charged that was quite nang fam, safe.

Clash me then yeh?

Im Charged, Charged come to the Yard.
Ur a likkle Prick, Blud you never been Hard.
U aint got Scars and u aint on Par.
My lyrics are phat like I wrote em in Lard.
U cnt write Bars. U aint dark like marmite
or Mars Bars. Im roamin in cars,
Drive to the Bars. Call me a Disease
Cos I Infect like Sars. I should cut you up
And put you in Jars. Im big u aint Larger,
Boy Im to Large. IM Wild like Tarzan
My endz all think I belong behind Bars.
Smash ur Head lika vase, If I think that
ur one of them Grasses. My style will Tarnish you,
im stickin like Tar. Im big on the Road
but ur never go far. You cnt beat me Blud,
so Ha Ha Ha!. Cuz listen to me Laugh.
Im so Grime now that, I should av a Bath.

BTW dnt take offense blud, jus clashin get me.

Safe.