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we don't listen to whatever you say, you nerd.. I hate you virb..
the simple fact that you're on a text site means you're a slave to words.
I'll bang out a quick bar or two and leave you leaking on the pavement
blow a hole threw your roof, clear out 100 miles just cos I don't give a fuck what your statement.
you wrote a bunch of meaningless trash, just name dropped me a lot
dude said "Wordz" so many times, it was like he was trying summon AhGod.
It ain’t Maes, it’s Maestro, -technique flame like pyro-
My flow’s encoded like hieroglyphics in Cairo
The style will last millennia like embalming a pharaoh
With the brain intact, cryogenically frozen with the eyes open
Wordz, you can’t see me, I’m thee Siddharta Gautama
The True God is within me, not a heavenly father
All your bla bla is nada, no “kami no kotaba”
You should stick to what you know like Hakuna Matata
I’m flabbergasted by these whack ass, half ass punks, yo
You should retire like the cast to the Jackass stunt show
And the bitch above me is weak. He’s showing no class
So I ain’t dropping Your Name like Steve-O on his ass
Ayo fuck it… I feel like royalty in the slums
All I’m seeing is bums chewing with no teeth in the gums
You couldn’t write a dope rhyme with a gun to your head
Cause your mind is like a blank page, covered in lead
“It’s not Maes it’s Maestro”... pfft. bitch, it’s absurd,
We’ve all seen you struggle with finishing Wordz.
It’s only Wordz. your shit’s superficial.
If I wanted to see Maes with Wordz I’d watch Stuart Little.
It’s Maestro da Psycho.
Meh, who’s he?
Oh a Maniacc? with two c’s?
Wewwwweee!
They say madness is when you repeat your actions and expect a different result... uh, best of three?
You can tell he’s a maniacc, coz he spells it with an extra c.
He doesn’t even need a name like that, the rest can see, let’s agree...
The guy’s plainly crazy since he’s on here tryna mess with me.
A deity of destruction, I was raised to reign and razed terrain.
You tryna body Ahgod, I embody a god, so we ain’t the same.
Go to hell... Ahgoddamn him.
Strange we have a Maniacc with Wordz in here and I’m the one who ran-tings.
I hide bodes in alcoves. that’s a niche reference.
A Maniacc saying Ahgod died? that’s a Nietzsche reference.
He got the sanity to know he’s mad? that’s very true.
Fuck one gunshot, he gotta Catch 22.
Sorry cuz, that’s a book reference.
I should face life in jail for what I did with Wordz. And that’s a good sentence.
Ironman tryna buy a gram at a British dance party... Stark raving.
Maestro’s doctor be like “hmm, acute mania? he’ll feel better with sedatives when his heart’s racing,
Plus he’s got supportive relatives and a therapist I have vast faith in.
Oh wait, he’s a maniacc? with two c’s? then he’s utterly fucked and we can’t save him”.
Ay, yo...
I got that ‘Men in Black actor tryna pet a yak’ swagger.
Was that a line which you didn’t expect?
Probably, yeah, I’m willin’ to bet (/Will in Tibet).
This guy’s dropping names like he’s under interrogation
So before any sentence he’d share information with Perry Mason
and Sherlock Holmes and them. It’s obvious. He’s fairytaling
But my lyrics will improve IQ’s like Genius annotations
Matter fact, name dropping that bad only comes from college freshmen
At the lessons they’re in Jeopardy; cause all their answers are called in question
And Virb is no exception. He’s quoting books he’s never read
But in the end he’ll never get it like a fella that’s celibate
It’s evident. He’s the 45. President:
Beefing with the intelligence
You wish death upon me, but you can join the rest of them
And in case you don’t know, that’s many, many, many, many men…
Ayo…
Check it.
You’re a grown man talking about mice. Want me to talk about verbs?
“Virbs is only a fraction of Wordz”, homie that crap is absurd..
And I didn’t kill AhGod, it was just a spur of rationality
But I can resurrect AhGod like Nietzsche did in The Birth of Tragedy
Actually..
I studied philosophy at the highest level
Not astrology in a Mayan temple
That’s why you get left behind like Ptolemy at the science festival
My mind’s incredible like I’m buying fentanyl
Identical minds think alike, that’s why our kinds are separable
My rhymes are technical and every sign is integral
The letters combine together like negative ions are tending to bind in chemicals
So when I write F-L-O, the W is inevitable
Word is bond and impenetrable
But anyway, let’s get back to the bull..
You said Maestro’s a psychopath. And that’s true. I’m on the righteous path
Of killing any MC I see with a motherfucking Viking axe
And yeah, that might sound good.. there’s no apologies for the prosody
But that’s the only way to get into heaven in Norse mythology
Will Smith in Tibet? What’s that? This guy’s playing the Bongcloud?
You ain’t Einstein or Jordan, more like Dalai Lama when you stick your tongue out
That was light in my eyes, “interrogation”,
Gon be spilling his guts, no hesitation.
He getting closer to Ahgod, it’s hella blatant,
Suffice to say either way might display some Revelations.
Check the statement...
A mental patient...
He pleads diminished responsibility, coz he’s psycho, a crazy act, writes so insane in-fact it’s Maestro da maniacc...
Got him picking which defensive vest to best deflect if I chose to spray the gat, cryogrenades, an axe, a knife thrower’s blade attacks...
I mean, who could blame him if the guy goes and takes the flak.
Watch out I keep this bitch on a leash
She might bite but she's outta your reach
I feed her once a day bones not the meat
She barks a lot but it's not bad as her bite
She bit me once so I kicked her in twice
Sometimes she's nice and protects the premises
She never sleeps just to piss off my nemesis
When she was a pup I spit in her mouth
Just so she'll know I'm her master when she goes outside of her house
She's a good dog to me but we're not the same
She'll go for your neck until you only feel pain
She's my bitch and Virbius is her name
Even though you a bitch, i'm still gonna say it, you a BITCH!
an mc admitting to biting, like a female dog... you a BITCH!!!
and i know this shit gonna make you chew the bit
you be spittin loser shit out ya mouth, spewin sick shit
only when it's a retard dirty ass nigga who infested with a std
and aids dribbles down the loosest lips, you should quit
you should spit that shit out your mouth, like you could rip ill rhymes
bitch please, next time think before you just pick up the mic ( if you ever do )
and watch your words before you battle thun and blabber cunt
or you might get taken out, like youza snitch, or by a dude who's rich
and you chewin clips... cuz honestly, i know you new to this,
i know you don't know who this is
you a writer, but you never grew with Ink
so maybe get some more skill before you presume to think
you ill,
and maybe one day you could have your own producer, BITCH!
I am a bitch
Why?
Cuz according to you I'm a bitch (whooo!)
Someone must be high
Sounds reasonable enough
Hey, at least when I battle I try
Not like you bitch, bitch, bitch
All mad accusations I musta struck a chord
Hey man, why you rhyming like that?
Is it cuz you're sick of me dominating the boards?
Look, I don't even hate you
So if you need to vent go ahead
I can tell by your rhymes that your life sucks anyway
I admit I've yet to grab a mic
But when I do
I'll excel twice as better than you
So next time you come at me I suggest sounding clever
Instead of "BITCH BITCH BITCH" 😭😭😭
I fuckin hate you cuz you rap better than me boohooo.
hahaha, that shit is real as fuck, love the ending. not even gonna reply.. thanks for the rhyme. ill shit.
Damn champ...
Ink’s back, like a tramp stamp.
I’mma finish with Ink, my signature move, I hope he left a will,
I’mma take something sharp and stick it in Ink, ain’t a feather quill.
I’mma put something harmful in Ink, fuck a libel spat,
Ink’s on some cultural appropriation like a tribal tat.
I ain’t afraid of Ink, fuck a pocket protector,
I’ll wipe Ink off the board like I’m a college professor.
This is a forum. on a goddamn computer. please think...
So, to be clear, nobody here needs Ink.
Bitch, I’m stylusin’ on you.
For fuck’s sake.
Your name’s criminally shit, and not to offend
But if you call yourself Ink you belong in the pen.
Ink ain’t that bright, that’s what it’s highlighting,
Ink ain’t showing up, like spy’s writing.
I Ain’t Tryna Set The World On Fire, that’d be crazy,
But if Ink’s Spotted in my ends, then, uh, Maybe.
Here I was gonna write some Squid Games bars with a few links,
Nah, that’s played out, I’ll just shoot Ink.
I’ll shoot Ink, kid, who needs Splatoon?
I’ll spray and leave Ink all over the wall, bitch, read the room.
I’ll drop Ink and wipe the floor with Rags to absorb that mess.
I’mma put down Ink and get crazy reactions, that’s a Rorschach test.
Virbius
I'm not gonna diss you
Congratulations I'm gonna kiss you
Kidding
But I'm sick and tired of putting other MCs down
I'd like to take this time to give avshout out to my favorite clowns
Violent J and Shaggy 2 dope
You 2 were telling everyone to F there moms before Eminem did
It's just ashame you fd upped by calling him Slim Anus that diss wasn't so smart and you should put more thought in it
Anyways no regrets
You guys were fun to listen to
My first two rap albums
Great Milenko and Riddle Box cha !
Nas... the world is yours playing Tony Hawks Underground
It felt like you were really speaking to me when I heard that song
So I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
I'll line from illmatic
When I first heard the intro
I knew I was in love with the album
Eminem
Super hard on I'm soldier
Fn pissed of white boy but fearless
Super spectacular lyrical
I think you think of rhymes all day
Not just rhymes but concepts too and clever punchlines
Jus Allah..... my man
All Fates Have Changed
My favorite album
Cha !
So many other rappers that influenced me
I'd like to thank you all
You know who you are
As for me
I ain't gonna make a buck out of my talents
Just refine my freestyling
Freestyle lifestyle for reals
Thank you
Speech over an out ✌
Some of yall need pills lmao
You're grounded, you little motherfucker.
Yes, I said you're grounded and I did not stutter.
No more Xbox gaming with your My Little Ponies!
No playing patty cake with your mall powerwalk homies.
Think you're going crocheting? Think again!
You are grounded from now until January 10!
So help you if you talk back to me, it will extend longer.
I'll run over your happiness like a car ran over Frogger.
Accept your punishment, Marion, and do it with a smile.
If I see you frown I will make you run a mile.
And if you cry I will make you do a 40 yard dash.
After which you'll see me throw your diary in the trash!
You may to hide in your room and weep to your teddy.
at 7:00 you may go downstairs and eat some spaghetti.
But so help you if you try to steal a cookie.
I will have your kneecaps broken by a drunk local bookie...
Ok, that was harsh. That last part won't happen.
I'll tell your ex Gordon that you cheated at Madden.
His family gon be screaming out his name with a gasp of woe and asking if he might survive as he starts to go, so it’s funny we gonna keep hearing ‘Eyes!’ (/ayes) when the answer’s no.
Gonna be a direct hit on Eyes, ain't a glancing blow.
Yeah I said direct hit on Eyes but it’s hard to show unless I treat em like punching bags with the parts below:
I’ll take a mace or a cane and I’ll batter the guy,
A cudgel or club, just one tap and he’ll die,
Nah ain’t ain’t even need weapons so that was a lie,
Ain’t no thing, I’ll kill him without batting an Eye.
Now the reaper’s due, you ain’t gotta give me a weapon to sleep the dude, bitch please just give me a reason to.
You ain’t gifted kid, this from me to you. I’mma put hands on Eyes so don’t act surprised like it’s peekaboo.
I’mma leave this guy bled, turning Eyes red like some dank cannabis.
I’mma take out Eyes with my hands like it’s Pan’s Labyrinth.
Nah I’mma throw a grenade and that shit’ll be fabulous, he gon be seeing angels and it’s simply miraculous, there’ll be Eyes everywhere, like they’re biblically accurate.
Greetings Robert III
You're a twat & a sperg
You said you grounded me
but that was not what occurred
I was a troubled teen,
yeah, mom was perturbed
but you spent my youth in jail
cuz you got popped with some herb
Got turned into a punk,
clobbered & served
And forced to boof parcels
poopin' Klonopin turds
At least those are benzos
so they were calmin' your nerves
While the prison rape that changed your sitting posture occurred
That's why you self-mutilate,
vomit & purge
And get on some Brokeback shit when your bottom gets spurred
That's like a quadraple entendre...
Absurd
I'll get this retard redacted at the drop of a word