Poems

BigDix:
Ha you ready for Round Four? Don’t you just get tired of getting smoked no more?
It’s like 3 nothing last time I checked the score, All TKOs and I left your ass in awe/
Like all you do man is bite my steeze, like a fake MC, and steal my vocabulary/
that’s why you failed your art class for lack of creativity/
Motherf*cker I deliever rhymes that’s like two notches higher, while your faggot ass deliever bullsh*t like ‘cyptic desire’/
What the f*ck u spittin about, I got no idea, but I saw your ad in the paper saying ASS FOR HIRE/ Dude just give it up and do us a favour, admit that you’re a homo, go home, and retire.

Bring it, Bitch~

nPrecise:
Hey you little f*ck nip, infatuated with your micro-dick/Now I think you really got me infected/with some online STD from one of your bitches/I ain't complaining because my penis itches! I'm complaining because you infecting my persona with your typecast glitches/What is this? You asking the preciseness? well let me break it down for you in simple linguistics/Your ryhmes are pathetic/and your wasting my time no matter what language you speak! Cantonese, chinese, whatever you r/take off the pads on your knees, and start doin sumthing useful like sucking my dick until your knees begin to bleed. So i can keep ripping at you from my desktop until we both take heed. Another battle from you is exactly what i need! No need to plead, but always another temptation to urge on my greed!

BigDix:
sh*t son it took you so long to come back wit dat crap rap/
wit all this faggot talk about sniffin my ass crack/
I don’t swing that way bitch so take that back, as a matter of fact, I saw your girlfriend flashed me her hairy sack/
So next time foo step up wit something better than dat/
You think my rhymes are weak but look at yours/
Seems like you r spitin this sh*t like your ass is sore/
Oops, I forgot that you like it up the backdoor/
hey didn’t you star in a video named butt plug galore?
Your content so wack it don’t make no sense, cuz your ass’s so dense/
Hey yo, no offense, but all that sh*t you spit out is just straight past tense.

That’s my two cents, bitch.

nPrecise:
Yo! Bitch-Yigga! WHo claims to have the big STINGER! you must of got me confused with your little slave dick licker! You must be an adult Vid Critic Cause i aint even ever seen a gay porn called BUTT PLUGS GALORE! But from the sounds of things, it sounds like you like it hardcore! Calling me a faggot! YOU Solo strumming on your DING DING, now you sucking your cum up, so it don't mess up your floor! Talkin about my sh*t hole being sore? You walk around with a fuckin billboard on your ass sayin "ENTER IN THE BACK DOOR!

BigDix:
U thought i dropped bombs, wha?thats where u be wrong/
The only thang i dropped was a load on your mom/
Placed it on her mouth, pulled out, and drained my dong/
No wonder them bitches calls me wang hang long/
It’s ok son that your mom’s from Bangkok, banging cocks for two-fitty, tryin support the family/
You got no game on me, cuz your sh*t so petty/
yous just gonna get yo sh*t served wit my profound vocabulary/
next time u step to me, have your sh*t ready/
better yet, bring your rhyme dictionary/

nPrecise:
sh*t kid i guess it's time to spit some more sh*t? the question is, should i diss or be serious? you soundin wacker than a long dong dick slapper/don't you remember that fag, porn star, DIRK DIGGLER? Alter ego mark Walhberg, Marki Mark the fake rapper? Your ryhmes are elementary/ you better put on some pampers/Cause you smell like straight ass crack, livin up in the dumpsters./Now how you take that back/you winning wit nuthin but numbers/COme on DAWG it's now on/here comes the head hunter.

BigDix:
Hmm....I think we got another contender, a rhyme dropper/
but your vocab is weak, gotta make your sh*t flow tighter/
wit my sound heard from Van to Whistla/
just pay me 2Gs and i'll be your ghostwriter/pay me 2 more and i'll get wit yo sister/blow a load on her face, make my sack feel lighter/
Don't be hatin on me, just because i m chinese/
I drop iller rhymes than yours, even in cantonese/
you gots no luv? go eat a bowl of these/
quit gaggin on my nuts wit STDs

nPrecise:
ryhme dropper? more like slant-eyed dropper/
I'm a Thailand blood brah/you wanna talk back huh?/
you better cut off slack dun/
cause my words are born son/
and you wont reveal yourself tah/
your own land brotha, whom you hit up in november/
i'm a lyric proffessah/
not a mystic messiah/
but i deliver cryptic desire/
to take you on computers!