Describe, define...your illness!

SIX (6) LINES MINIMUM!

Let all of RB know just how bad of a motherfucker you are!

Tell us why ya dope!

who's ill?.........me when i be havin' them good days/
on a mission to be strictly business, like them olympians in relays//
might as well be on point like those chizeled heiroglyphs, with a story to tell/
ey yo i strive to regale like an anchored water bucket in the well//
intermission, with transistions, and priminitions i be la Dona of this game/
a female holding it down puttin' the other mutha fuckas to shame//
embarrassment is the occupation, i withhold the fuckin' status/
imma let RB know that im that female who's the baddest//

Peace .......

spit words of heart into a titanium based mic
got emcee's dying scared to face life
i sacrifice my only skill inorder to teach youth
by blaring sounds from a underground booth
i let my old days become my new ways
i'll take this road, for however it pays
revengful, nah, i'm just a hardcore rapper
nature stands in my way, i'll have to slap her (blumami)
as i spit words to pull down heaven
to regulate my bars after just spittin' seven. (sins)
i let these niggas know who the hear, and who to fear
light is shining bright now, i think the ending is near

im so ill im contagious when you dont touch me
i put my dick in ya girls mouth just to bust these
tremendous nut seeds, they germinate and plus feed
the hungry masses of broads who come ta rush me
nah son sit down, ya styles rusty
im fresh pressed and come to crush the in-dustry

Man Im hotter than the sands in the lands of Afghanistan
Man handling- And damaging to any man
Better than most veterans I stay I'm ahead of
Entered the game untamed with a vendetta
Still devastating minds with elevated rhymes
Im delegated to the grind you're designated to resign

im the hottest thing next to the sun..
so when i spit i burn off half of my tongue..

spit sick you would have thought i was born with aids..
my mind capacity is ill every punchline smoke like we was at a rave..

so when it boils down to it you kno that i win at will..
ain't no lame every going take my spot whens it comes to being ill..

all i do is write da script fa niggas ta follow
u kno da CodE... coat tail da king... ya rap bar model
since my conception a rough youngin came out poppin
nothin cant stop me... even then i busted da condom
keystyle contagious outrageous insane words wit spaces
far from good... name me da gracious greatest

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I bring the flow on any topic and drop it like Atomics
Pop optics out tha socket make em see an optometrist
These niggaz get a foot in the door, and they expect wealth
But a premature birth, doesnt equal a delayed death
So when ya cd stays shelfed don't get mad at me
Cuz I don't predict the future I just call it how I see
Im so sicc you gon need a vaccine
For minute I was slacking but now I'm rockin tracks like a crack fiend

Any rap... to a fat or skinny cat
With ten bars that'll equal up to twenty slaps
I don't use punches... unless you in the industry
Cause one "Jab" will leave you spinning b
Like a record on wax... get disrespected on a track
Exposed like naked rap
And skills will leave you ripped in 30 seconds flat

Dangerous is the name, and dun't ya'll forget it
n my ego's the same, as too fuckin possesive
my thought processes, build and destroy...
and crush these rappers like a million of choy
the feelin is oh boyyyyyy, n i'm a define the rest
after i use this gift card...i'm still not tryin my best

after all is said and complete i dont even have to speak
to let fools know that how they rhymes be weak
im the king of this hill, the one called everest
wave my flag in places front of faces but yall never test
im wired like a tweaker ill never rest
so when im spittin shit is so tight its downright absurd
my mentality is so vile its like hittin yall with turds

all mah niggaz kno that im da shit,
cuz everytime i spit i burn mah lips,
because da shit is to hot for me,
merked madd niggaz dey be madd at skeem,<---me
when battle dem niggaz be gettin dey cookies took,
when i finish rappaz dey jkust despose dey rhyme book.

iight

im as ill as da sickel cell anemia//
feel me....i run Kritikal like no otha//
u tryna beat me on dis game dont even botha//
im tryna get betta at dis game das why i have appointments wit yo motha//
she leadin dis rap game like MJ leaded the NBA//
n all ya'll fake nigga reppin NJ//
get shot by niggas in Jersey by they AK's//
Faggets Reppin what dey not//
bout 2 get dem shot//
jus look at da clock, ur done for//
so get d ahell out of dis thread u dam whore!

I heat metal, and create a sword, battle niggas,
like i'm soldier of the lord, my life to lyrics i swore,
I rectify the whole situation, watch my tongue spit,
hit up a verse, leave ya rattled, it's that ' one ' shit,
that most niggas try to find, but leave like stevie,
and be blind, this is a game inwhich i can't resign,
I stay blind..folded, this hardshell of immunity inwhich,
i'm molded, I called it, hell kid, i'm just flawless.
longest illness in which man has recorded,
like a hurricane, i leave niggas flyin',
mind boarded.. up, waitin' on the next level to step up

My Ill-Ness has no Faults.. And higher then Fools who Pole Vault..
Sicker then Sick Killin Kids who try to Flow Shit.. Ya'll dont know shit..
I hold Clips.. my Lyrics Blast tricks and Like a Gun it Blasts Qiuck..
I gotta Fit that Bitches are Stuck To.. And a Attitude that "fuck you"..
i'm the Greatest Like Jordan.. Never have Peeps Snorin' from BoreDum..
and always finish First in any Race similar to Jeff Gordan..
I'm hotter then Hell.. I can Burn the Sun.. and Cold Hearted
when i burn-a-gun so Turn-and-Run or get ran Over..
or feel Left Out Like beeing at a Party.. the only Man-Sober!.. hahahaha