Fucking bring it!!

Not with Nas in your avatar. Its a loss before entering the ring G.

^I said bring it...I aint soft...

^ are you provoking a war....my first victim?

Spit that fire, G!

WHOAA! I have been away too long!
WTF is this about?
AKay

hahahaha..I totally forgot about BigG and calves..

if I was deaf, blind, stupid, lame handicapped & pussy was my middle name...you couldn't beat me slick...I'd snap your neck like a chico stick!

I think we scared him away..."Come back BigG!"

This Aussie bitch says I like calves but you got aids at your house party fucking & dancing to your admitted favorite artist Britney Spears and next artist in this shemales playlist is the Jonas Brothers and Fergie! I will tombstone piledriver this Australian faggot into a coffin and have my boy Paul Bearer close the casket on this homosexual, skinny jeans wearing faggot!

Fitz you are officially the...

Man I cant stop laughing at this shit

Fitz likes tell tales about his trip to thailand and shit/
But what he didn't say was that was a photo of the thailand prostitue that had filled his butt, nose, ears with his dick/
Fitz, I hope when you go home from work a bird shits in your eyes/
Fitz, I also hope you get 2 flat tires/
Fitz, when you and your partner marry I'll stab your priest with Ice Pick until he dies/
Fitz, I'll make sure your partners gets fucked by 6 dingoes 7 times/
Fitz, I'll get you and your partners first born love child and stick him in a Kangaroo's pouch and make sure it runs away/
Fitz, I"ll pull a Wu Tang Clan and hang you by your nuts in a closet til it turn Blue like Poppa Smurfs Balls/
Then I'll get my spike back and bash them shits until it turn red like a apple, then put more red when i severe them with a saw/

BigG is a soldier til the end and is as vicious as it gets/
Sometimes he pulls a Rambo goes to the jungle/
Gets grenades and bombs armies to bits/
Fitz is from a land where riding kangaroos pouch is public transportation so/
I rode a kangaroo to your mothers crib smashed all the family potrait and made her perform fellatio/
To quote Lil Wayne that btich was Michael Jackson "Bad"/
And yes Fitz, I did like her Calves/

Who in here smells like doo doo?
You and your whole fucking crew do,
Sipping on cum and chewing on poo poo,
Do you her me spitting this fucking voodoo?

You're such a fucking tranny,
Staring at men's calves and taking it up the fanny,
Your ability to suck cum is so uncanny,
I see the way you looking at Manny.

I'm a god, your shit is man-made,
So shut the fuck up and drink your kool-aid,
When I showed up you should've never stayed,
You tried to step-up but you got played.

It's hard to breathe now, your trousers are full of poop,
Got you crying racism like that little girl Snoop,
I'm the big, bad wolf in your chicken coop.

Maybe you hearda me, they call me Jack the Ripper,
Emerging from the fog, I'm a drifter,
And who are you, G? Just another dead stripper.

On no, is your face turning green, are you gonna scream?
What's that on the curb, is that your spleen?
Am I being mean? Obscene? Are you afraid of being seen? On a widescreen? Your broken, bloody body laying in a ravine?
Who do you think you are, Steve McQueen?
Haha, only in your dreams.

Run on along now G, I think it's time for American Idol,
When I want you again, I'll tug on your bridle,
And when I do don't idle, or I might get homicidal.

Whorelord the leading man of a Gay Parade and likes to finger Man Hoes/
Bitch be careful I keep a shotgun hidden like Moe/
I got the Ryo Mashiba flicker jab that will bloody up his nose/
Ill leave this dude so bloody but Ill wash him up with a hose/
Then Ill put your limbs on a freezer oooo what a crunch/
Ill eat it tomorrow for lunch/
Im not all there Warlord Im a fucking pyscho shit Ill even pull a Mike Tyson and eat your fucking kids/
Ill knock them out with a brick/
Ill kill em like that scene in Leprechon when he was bouncing on their chest with Pogo Stick/
Bitch Ill pull a reptile and spit Acid in your eyes/
And burn this dude Warlord like the French do Fries/
I wonder since you dissed Snoop will he join this war if he do Ill make sure he dies/

Yo BigG, I saw you called me a Guido before deleting that shit\
It's a good thing you did, cause I know your ass is a little punk bitch\
Telling me you're some kind of light-skinned latino\
Acting like a Pacman nut hugging filipino\
Walking around here, all smiles and laughs\
When all the while, some dude is probably just pounding your ass\
But hey, it's cool with me if you like the asian cock\
I mean, it seems like homeboy snoop would be down for you to stalk\
So, just a fair warning before you step to me son\
While you're thinking of a comeback, I've already won\

ROTFLMAO this shit is hilarious. They killing you G...

My dear sir, whatever compelled you to submit such a clearly inferior rhyme in retaliation to my most masterful lyrical assasination? For your approval, a little diddy I call 'Chapter 3.'

Sing, O' Muse, of Hector's life spent,
As Achilles emerged from his tent,
To give his anger vent.

Sing the fall of man, Born of perfection, and of beauty
Until the day inequity was found in thee,
Brought on by the fruit of Eden's tree

Sing at last, O' Muse, the sad end of BigG,
The last song and verse, called chapter 3,
Like Lucifer before, he deemed himself equal to me,
Step up if you dare, and I will set you free.

Upon the dawn star, a third of the heavenly host fell,
Swearing not to serve, but to rule in hell,
A streak of lighting in the sky is your death knell.

Dost thou understand? History is cyclical,
My attack is lyrical, but your shame is physical,
My skills are biblical; yours are non-sensical.

This is all,
All I wanted to tell,
So now I bid thee,
Bid thee farewell.

Hey man I'm not even in this shit. WTF???

BigG talkin shit bout servin bitches in battle
G, get back in your pram, play with your rattle
Warlord and Spyder made you look like a ho
But the punishment aint over, you reap what you sow
You think you got skills to fuck with these guys
They been in more battles than lights outs had pies
In comes the ref cos BigG's had enough
Next time you get ideas put your fuckin hand up

GiGi you must have been feeling pretty tuff calling dudes out
after this lyrical death match your going to be begging Torvix to save you by giving you mouth to mouth
you should have known better and just stayed in a kids place
this is a grown mans forum little boy, go play on myspace

you a mama's boy, she got you spoiled rotten
you aint hard lil dude, you soft as drug store cotton
you pinoy calve muscle loving mutha sucka
your favorite past time is probably letting midgets butt f@#k ya

you can try to respond with something hard and disrespectful
but we all know its a front, quit acting, you sweeter than fruity pebbles
Warlord shitted on you while Fitz nutted on your face
Spyder gave you the business but I'm about to pick up the pace

Yous a youngin out here trying to walk hard in these streets
knowing damn well every night you wet your sheets
Pee Body little boy I know you didn't expect me to rip you
taking your clothes off for gay men, expecting them to tip you.

Now I'm a go ahead and wrap this up, I know you gotta recoup
feeling sicker than a mutha sipping on some campbell soup
Dont ever challenge me again cause my verses are lethal
You faggit ass mutha sucka Starring in the Broke Back Mountain Sequel

Damn why is everyone beating up on BigG?

he started it...

Eugene the male model fruitcake wants to come and play/
Ill use my mouth to SPRAY/
Not with my raps/
After I fill my motuh with tumtacs/
and start machine gunning you to death like Melina/
Eugene is fronting like he's hard people he is disney like selana/
Eugene is a model tho he must make that green and I don't want to sound rude/
But the bitches that you pose with got very short haircuts and no breasts, made me say is this fucking hippie posing with a dude/

Yeah I called you a Guido mister Guido/
Like i said ill turn your bitch to a widow/
Nah fucking turn your bitch into a widow Ill just turn you SINGLE/
How you want me to kill her I dig in to her fucking body like Miguel Cotto or Mccallum/
Maybe I might let her live and tit fuck her fucking mellons/
Ill take her out and spread her ass cheeks out yo Ima bout to get laid!/
Grab the hoe by her hair and make the bitch say "AYEE"/
Your a Spyder but when you went to my crib you were caught in my spyder web it was hard to escape and yo this true/
But that just cum from my dick which is really sticky and even MORE stick than some mighty bond super glue/
You couldn't escape in time but you found that I cum because your teenage daughter was there but she was dead/
Cuz my penis is errected its HARD enough to be used as a weapon so I killed her with a fucking bash of it to hear head/

This is more like why is this Big G pyscho going ape shit/
At a Childrens party which has/
A Chinaman WhoreLord/
An Australian Shemale Faggot, A Guido who's now lost his daughter/
And a male faggot frohawk sporting model/
And this limey bastard I will slaughter/

Hahaha…It doesn’t surprise me that you like talking about dick/
Your ass got so many holes it’s probably hard on your man deciding which one to pick/
It’s was pretty funny when your ass got served by the Aussie/
But what I’m about to do to you, you’ll think that my name is Luca Brasi/
Yeah, that’s some Godfather shit for your young ignorant ass/
Compared to your Malibu’s Most Wanted, BigG = Lance Bass/
But what’s with all your edits? Can’t you decide what you wanna say?/
I know that shit might be hard for you since you’re used to doing Gay 4 Pay/
I really want you to take my advice, cause you’re way over your head/
If you ignore me and push on, your internet identity will be dead/

...this some good shit you guys be shittin'

but it's time you sit still and peep a listen

Fuck Nas! When I Rap they say "It was written."

The CEO's 'bout to drop WISDOM.


Slo-mo Nat King Cole Perry Como Flow

Fuckin' bitches like I was Barbaro no homo (Erick Sermon chuckles, "hee hee hee")

That's right, BRO...(laughs)...here they are...Tips From A Pro.


Eagle eye vision, locked on skins like a prison

Swoopin' with Precision, Scoopin' with Narcissism

Then you give 'em rhythms where The Good Lord split 'em

When it comes to hos, you know I done did 'em.

The CEO stays classy even with his raps!

I googled, "Classy Rapper" to find a pic, and the first one they show is Rick Ross...lol...they're extinct...

They're USED to be guys like this...

Sound effects n everything!

That shit was wack...you killed yourself for me!

I'm Cassidy and your Freeway...

I destroyed you no contest. That was my quickest serving. You want some more come get some.

Is that all you got? Don't waste my fucking time,
Dropping words that don't even rhyme.

Rhyming "has" with "lord",
Saying shit yo' ass can't afford.

The only mystery to me is how you saw fit to hit submit,
When you couldn't shine my shit with your own fucking spit.

Called my name, now look what it brung you,
The Whitechapel fiend walks among you.

And I won't stop ripping 'till I do get buckled,
It's amazing the hate your stupidity done suckled.

You were doomed for a fall at the start of it all,
Cut up and shut up, your blood on the wall.

Tried talking big, but got engulfed in a bonanza,
What's your last name, George? Costanza?

Come on, homey, you came here to brag but you looking like a fag,
Now I really hate to rag, cause I know it must be a drag,
To show your white flag, after being used like a cum rag,
Wearing nothing but a toe tag, and sleeping in a body bag.

Good night, honey, your cover's been blown,
But really, how could you have ever known?
That today you'd reap what you'd sown,
From Fighthype's very own.

Look a here you pocket book boy man bag wearing faggit
I murder you on this microphone, lil homie I go ratchet
ya elementary school rhymes, man them shits done had it
you buck teeth carrot eating pinoy roger rabbit

talking bout I pose with dudes
man I got bitches that get more bitches than your wet back ass do
yea I've taken shots with bitches half nude
hell I get payed for it, you do it for free in your HS locker room

this shits too easy easy, GG just give it up
when you go to prison your going to be the jail house slut
men cum on your face and you lick it up
after you do the front, you turn them around and lick their butt

I can do this all day, serving yo ass up
this is like a volks wagon bug battling a monster truck
I'm a tell your mama how you be feeling boys up
in the bathroom trying to get a sneak peak before they pull their pants up

God made Adam and Eve not Adam and Steve
remove that cock from your mouth, get up, now dust off your knees

ITS TOO EASY!!!

Alright its time to get this poppin

You look like you could use some help dude. LOL.

Pick a name for me to diss, just so it aint a slaughter, and I will rip him for you.

You're welcome.

"crickets...crickets...crickets..."

LOL...shit gets a little quiet when you enter deer's terrority and he has a gun the same size as yours...lol.

Fuck it. Old school. I think I'll just call out names...




Yep, I'm bored...and ready to start shit.

I think we can all agree that bigG has had his arse reamed

You're welcome, BigG. Thanks to my elevated skill level, fairness is restored throughout the land.

Elaborate. Dont be shy.

Mama, take this badge off of G
He won't need it anymore
He opened his mouth, and talked shit to me
Now he'll cease to speak, forevermore

He's Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, I put his ass in the ground
He won't be speaking anymore
Warlord stilled his heart beat
And left his corpse laying on the floor

Now he's Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Yo G, I found your performance tape...

LOL. I saw this the other day. MC Hammer pants and church kids.

Autotune can make anything sound good...