Now breathe!!!!!! That’s not how it’s done you sucker,how the eff do you wanna school a big poppa,
I’ve told you;learn!
You could get runned up for the things that you pen,
What other type of school do you know if not school of thought,
I’ll school you in life n this Cert. can’t be bought,
So it’s ok,think out loud,
Boy,big poppa would tell you stay off clout,
Don’t be humble boy n worse,don’t be proud,
Fear no man take no bow,
Respect all but if a sucker acts tough give him the pawwwwww!!!!
Now that’s schooling,
Quit telling me about schools shht,that’s drooling,
Now if a nigga tells you to pass the puff,you pass this,
N if I’m chicken footed yours is chopsticks.Toss this.

It ain't bout yo age, it just a number, it's bout yo class
Look at when I bring in the heat, it's lit cause it's a blast
Face it gramps you're outclassed, I bet you need a diaper change
I'm making neck breaking rhymes , it just makes you scream in pain
Well no pain no gain, it's a lesson, but you're learning the hard way
It's okay, really the result's still gonna be the same
But in the end you'll simply quit the game

Careente7 I jus wan let you know say I fit nor show face for NL for a while but I nor go forget our rap battle.
Just write your rhymes and anticipate the return of the young teacher

#€DDI$ILV£R Out

Eddy is scared,he ran,
We all know it’s part of the plan,
I beat,I kill on beat,
Now put this shht on repeat.......

Eddysilver:
Careente7 I jus wan let you know say I fit nor show face for NL for a while but I nor go forget our rap battle.
Just write your rhymes and anticipate the return of the young teacher

#€DDI$ILV£R Out

respect my gee..
Till your ready .

I just wanna say your niggas be lame as fvck,
I'll put my gun in your mouth and make you niggas suck,
Diss me, and I'll cause your ex harm (exam) like mock,
She thinks I got a long dick, nah it's the matchete I tuck,
im a shooter like Cristiano, no 7 on my jersey,
blood all over the place, this shit can get messi,
its a hazard nigga if you try to second guess me,
licensed shooter, my government name is steph curry

mizzyjozywizzy:
I just wanna say your niggas be lame as fvck,
I'll put my gun in your mouth and make you niggas suck,
Diss me, and I'll cause your ex harm (exam) like mock,
She thinks I got a long dick, nah it's the matchete I tuck,
im a shooter like Cristiano, no 7 on my jersey,
blood all over the place, this shit can get messi,
its a hazard nigga if you try to second guess me,
licensed shooter, my government name is steph curry

Mizzyjozywizzy,lame,
Trying hard to sound Wizzy ,shame,
This dreadlocked nigga your tryin to be will get you killed faster than you think ,
Your tryin to be gangster,just know there’s a brink,
Glock tucked,big tees; your just looking Billie Eilish,
This is street shit.Why you acting like a tranny who’s trying hard to be stylish,
Your trying to be ‘07 Wizzy,Mizzymozywizzy,sounds more cheesy,
ThIs ain’t no rat game,
Don’t make me go 50' on you before your turned bipolar like ‘Game’.

What's up!!!
Careente7 I'm back and the turn's yours. BTW you didn't have to waste that guy so much some flies are best ignored. But I could say you needed something to pass the time. Anyways it's your turn and I'm ready.

Eddysilver:
What's up!!!
Careente7 I'm back and the turn's yours. BTW you didn't have to waste that guy so much some flies are best ignored. But I could say you needed something to pass the time. Anyways it's your turn and I'm ready.

Welcome bruh . Now let’s do this.

Curry shoot shots buh you shoot butts; yiu fàg,whack you are,
Yiu should be butchered,
You blve In run n fight another day,reason you ran,
I blve in “shoot that btch down;that’s why I can,
I’m masculine ,a man,
Yiu a mannequin,yiu should be banned,
From rap battling,
Trying to do the maths,of how I Come with my bars,but did wrong calculating,maybe visit mars,
And then you will see a big aršš,but since you scared to approach you end up masturbating,
Stop playing with me or you get your track over taken.

I'm sorry I'm late I should have finished you earlier
But count it as your luck that I was facing some barriers
Although I wouldn't mind beatin' yo ass in arrears
Man don't compare me with curry cause he already in my stew
When I'll pull up to your block there may be many but in the end just a few
You feeling the heat Careente7? That's my firepower
You can't shoot down no b!tch, you just throwing firecrackers
You just think you're the bomb but no one's feeling the shockwave
You remind me of Alvin and the chipmunks so tell me who's your Dave

I caught Eddysilver on the street,ran into him,he thought it was film trick,I knew it was life;I stood my feet,stomp on him with it,
He threw a jab,I broke his wrist,;feeling? ‘Sweet.
At that moment it dawn on him,he exclaimed,”oh! Shit”,
“I’m about to end your career”,”what the fck you telling me about barriers”? “ I’m a barrister n can get you barred up behind these bars,”.
“Please”, Nigga begged when he started to see stars,
I raised him n locked him in my boot,
He yelled when he realized I was the beast in his booth.

Beast in my booth huh?

Listen up I'm about to murder you like we do the turkeys for Christmas
Stop playing Anthony Joshua I can only see stars with sexy senoritas
Kicking your ass around I'm about to do more than a hat trick
Forget making bars you're only good with LEGO bricks
To think you can hold me with a cheap ass boot, dude you need to reboot
You're soft crayfish, I'll dry and eat you up. Yum! sweet seafood
Rap's the girl we're after, you're just playing Hercules
While I on the other hand, I'm giving her cool ease
Man you ain't getting in the picture just so you'll say cheese
Next time you'd try to rap, I'll teach you, just say please

The moment you think 🤔 your driving n drifting,I pull up; you scared but giggling ,
Trying to be tough but in your pants your shhting,
Now you look worst than a clown 🤡,
You always wish for my exile in town, but I own it just like Batman,I’m the bad man you never want to see even in your dream,
Coz I’m gon drill you up n yiu gon think you were gangbanged by a team ,
Pray to god I don’t lose it on yiu anytime,
Coz it would more than rap rhymes,
Eddy,learn bars for’ you come for me,
Coz I’m more than a moda fcking gee.

Shoo motherf**ker shoo
You ain't no rapper, you're just a one man motley crew
You ain't paid no respect, you ain't paid your dues
You tryna hold ground, le resistance? Time I finished up with you
Fly motherf**ker fly
Yo mama callin' go help her with the chicken fries
Be calm, though you lost, don't fret or cry
Practice a little more but for now it's bye

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What do you know about respect?
When yiu don’t pay homage to dada what do you expect?
Dada would send you packing ,
How would you survive? Are you still talking?
Com lemme teach you rap; you stalling,
Come lemme teach you how to set a trap; you sulking,
Don’t talk to me about respect when you don’t give one,
But I’m still trying to make you my child,son.

Careente7:
What do you know about respect?
When yiu don’t pay homage to dada what do you expect?
Dada would send you packing ,
How would you survive? Are you still talking?
Com lemme teach you rap; you stalling,
Come lemme teach you how to set a trap; you sulking,
Don’t talk to me about respect when you don’t give one,
But I’m still trying to make you my child,son.

Is this all you've got? Well as expected, we both know you can't cross that line
You're trying to be a rapper still? You're rejected, stop with all these wack rhymes
To be half as good as me you've got a long way to, so don't get boastful
Tryna piece rhymes together, diss me? Stop, that will be just a handful
I've got a lot on my plate today, don't give rhymes that are wack too
So calm down and write, you're barely halfway, don't be the fool

I’m coming for your head,
Don’t run or act scared,
Oh I forgot your just a bunny with some beard,
I put my pistol in the middle of your skull;
Become bald headed , brain dead,jaw drops
This is guillotine ,your head rolls like a ball,
Don’t eff with me, I’m Mr Tom ,your tricks don’t work on me,I’m the bomb,I’m gone send you to ecstasy,
In a minute I’ve been working,
While your busy on social media twerking,its ferking,hilarious,how your type crucified Jesus,
And you the incarnation thinking you can save us,
Gimme a break,yiu ain’t no Saviour,
I blve in Jesus so I’m part of the creator.

Careente7 I'm alive and breathing. Officially back from my hiatus.

I just dropped in from a break, but still these lines don't bend
I barbacue, fry, bake, I eat rhymes like a baby with sand

It's early morning out here, cold and freezing but I still can bring in the heat
All rhymes on deck, you can't defeat me even if you cheat

You better come in loaded, caused when I pull a trigger all I hear is a corresponding click
Shots fired, you lose balance cause this flow hits like a brick
Prepare your stuff, make a piece, I need something chic

Eddysilver:
Careente7 I'm alive and breathing. Officially back from my hiatus.

It’s about to go down
I think it’s time to show you who wears the crown.

I really apologize for ghosting. But I'm back now, so let's do this

Eddysilver:
I really apologize for ghosting. But I'm back now, so let's do this

You sleeping every day n yu bitchy
I’m your Saviour n I’ll teach you how to cook in the kitchen
Cook beats, if only you’ll listen
You gat wack bars while mine
Are stronger than bars of fed prison
I’m too good with this thing ; you see
I gat the crown I’m king; you prick
You try to prick on me
N sleep on me
But I’m not that nigga homie.

Watch your step boy, my line's not the one to cross
I'll hit you, beat you, show you who's the boss
I'll leave you all wheezy (wizzy) even Machala won't holla at you
I can see the cold's getting to you like a frostbite but your rhymes still ain't cool
You might wanna keep some of your rhymes refrigerated
Your sh!t just couldn't stand the heat, it sublimated
My bars are reinforced, barricaded
Stronger than titanium even when adulterated
Your rhymes just off point you need them recalibrated
Don't make mad, I might just pull the big guns out
Blood on the pavement