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Round 4 GRB vs J'Nyce 06
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Round 4 GRB @ Rapmusic.com vs J Nyce aka Foot Face
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Tue Feb 20, 2007
HipHop : Battles/Disses
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» highest in charts:   # 65   (1,503,623 songs currently listed in HipHop)
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this cat aint wanna battle, check the thread
one thing he was right about he is gonna see me in the finals
im the one to follow
the truth is, you love the cock, and for J-nyce it aint hard thing to swallow
spit a gun line, you soft as a car pleather
f*** pouring out shots, why is ya bars tender
you aint from the bay
name one person on rapmusic.com that doesnt think that ya gay
now he bi***in you lucky you in the spot you at
make this loss a fit on ya head like i copped you a hat
id love to wreck em, f*** black and blue
the way i leave this f*** it aint on the color spectrum
im hotter than he is, no matter how you boil it
hes gonna throw in the towel sink and the f***in toilet
quit lying yo big chin ass is all laughs
not even sylvester stallone could hang off that
you're a joke to be told i hope when old
im hoping he know, his big nose look like my big toe
and how the f*** is anyone feelin this dousche
ill smack him with his own shoe to put his heel in the boot
im heat in the booth, f*** john wilkes
when i hit em with a lincoln, atleast he'll go out with some class
ill quote skrybe ya nuthing but ass patch
treat the cartel disc like a joint and pass that
and you the man to be challeneged
you mentally challenged, step to me fag
you missin the point mike vanderjagt
u know enef smashin on all
cause this time, he aint pullin an owens, hes catchin all balls
be real about this, no need to lie
how in the f*** are you gonna mention my name like 10 times
trying to include me in ya arguements, thats straight proof
that J cant get enough of my dick
you love sick puppy, get off my scrotum
j's giving head to the pole, so ima call em a totum
guns you dont tote em, stop lieing
ya gangsta story could be put on DVD and i still aint buyin it

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You aint got swagger, why you look like rick james
when you look at his past and all it consists of is my dick stains
you ride everyones cock form me to bux
how the f*** you on the grind when all of ya sh*** sucks
n its a proven fact you look like a dork
im surprised you dont rock air brushed shorts
the first cat i ever heard of with chin cancer
and you the reason why rapmusic is declinin
cause you on the same sh*** that everybodys rhymin
you could barely beat an off beat omen, so let me ask you
if you didnt DQ, would Damien of moved past you
probably, but then again bi*** moves ya fortae
you got a shade of white in you yell f*** crackers
you skateboard with The Pack, but thats the white in you
n you rock shirts that look like night gowns
when he scrapes on the street, thats cause he trips over his own feet
i know im high pitched, you on the otherhand
sound like a bad ventriliquist spittin a shitty verse through a coke can
how the f*** did you make the semis
lemme guess, you gonna spit a semi line, about me not havin a semi
i got autos, i aint talkin bout guns
its votes, noone likes you, so ill send a postcard from the finals
and how the f*** you getting past
you the terd that wont flush, you look like one, so uh f*** gettin gassed
you're a waste of bandwith
J the type to smell his palm with the same hand he tries to hand you ya ass with
and thats a homo statement not only do you look like it, but after this
J's gonna be going ape shit
you got a foot for a head
if he wins he gonna cop some platinum toenail clippers to cut his hair
and that aint dandriff, its athletes foot
if it itches its cause madden aint give him
a play by play on how to use it
i got a hypeman, cant get enef of me
could get you to rob someone cuz you keep stickin up for me
if i needed ya input, id plug you in
i aint even plug in my mic, what makes you think you gonna win
yousa a joke, a big giant ball of sad
ya pops walked out on you, so you call janitor ya dad
you aint tough but you commin into fair play
this footface use tough actin tanactin as a hair spray
if you dont know you must know now
how the f*** you gonna have 2 names to make the world go round
and why u lieing dude had to photoshop
in some dough, cause he aint seein any of the finals loot
but we can be cool, make sure we keep the space
cause i can bury the hatchet right into middle of ya face
cause you need to face it, or foot it, this f*** aint able
to Dish out any punch lines, i'll hang him wit a Cable
this cat think his bars so raw
who the f*** told you that ya bars is hard yousa a joke
you post up with busters never held a gat in ya life
soundin like lil wayne with a dick in his ass on the mic
the infamous foot face, this aint a foot race
if it was, nyce would be a head by two steps and thats aint farfetched
what the f*** does this f*** think that he could do to me
death will be like anna nicole, this one for the community
JT why you wanna step dummy
we said put ya best foot forward, n j nyce tried to headbutt me
its like ya sex life, never see a dime
never spit an ill rhyme, why are you wastin my time
black jay leno, couldnt even beat omen
im talking about omen, dog, ITS OMEN!!!!
you aint tough you aint about nothing
talk about bagin trannies? man hes f***in his own cousin