WHO want to BATTLE!

[xariuss]

I dont give a fuck about your life
or that piece of glass, i hoped it was knife
it is to be seen, that u've been hit
u seem to be an emotional kid
u cry when i say your wack, a fag,
and u got a lack of respect to diss me back
why did you ever asked me to reply
the difference is too big between you and i
cause imma guy, and xariuss must die
your life should be ended right here
so get lost, run away and disappear...

man seriously.. lyrically you fucken suck badly.. plus wtf.. ur not even involved in this battle or beef, lay off dude, ur really getting on my nerves..

and man you must have the simplest 1 syllabol rhyming i've ever heard.. wow man make it a little more complex and i might actually show some respect at what you've aimed at me ..w0rd up

this has nothing to do with you, i was between the guy who said that "australians" have nothing to rapp about, claiming that "americans" are the only people who go through shit.. so back off, lay off, just cool down and don't start stupid shit, espically when you can't rhyme for shit

[DJ Anarkist]

i'm australian. if u got a problem then u should battle them in a reel battle not blow-in on other battles

[HAYZI]

i'm australian. if u got a problem then u should battle them in a reel battle not blow-in on other battles

thats exactly what u did in xarius and tomegas battle fool

[sicilyzbest]

Merry Christmas

comin at you wit fists make ya,rumble and tumble
stickin wit tricks.... shit, stick to splittin lip's
leave ya lickin tha tip, fixin tha grip, ready to flip, down to fight
been practicin days and nights, i'm cocky, call me rocky,
climbin mad flights, gone like bad sights,i jab dykes,
and whoever feels like breakin my way
shape ya and make ya, achin like clay,
leavin ya rhyme's old,.. like u shavin tha gray
but only if you come wit mad offense on your part
leavin ya soul softened because there's more heart
not a dog, ive never seen whores bark
layed you down, jus like where my floor starts
got me gassed like more farts, now ya left in the dark
wit ya skull severed, bloods seepin and leakin
from every one of your members, leavin ya tender
snappin ya bones at the joint, lets start the baggin of faggets
and get to the point, light joints, while i laugh hysterically
why is it i got the outback telling me, that the US aint shit
in honesty, your country's a mocker, we'll heat you and beat you
in everything but soccer, but thats great that your good wit your feet
you can run from guns
even though theres nothing hood in ya streets
now imma close you up like my bangin boo's locket
and you can stick your bitch ass in ya kangaroos pocket

happy holidays