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lambosv21:
passionate, innocent, vulgar and well spoken, I guess you forgot that for this ride you need more than a verbal token./
height, stamina, and a dick that doesn't represent a raisin. how else do you think someone like Tarika could fall for Jason?/
Size, girth, and rap lyrics that dont smell like turds. I hope your mother washes your mouth out with soap after those words./
llama, drama, and the best rhyme you came up with was a 1980's joke about someones mama? sounds like you've been brain washed by the lies of barack obama/
change, change, and more change we can believe in. I guess youre also convinced that he's a political candidate worlds away from mrs clinton/
show, tell, teach, or educate, i hope you're intellegent enough to interpret between the lines and my words to you can liberate/ your
mind, spirit, heart, and soul. your bland and superficial rhymes further prove how this country has lost control./
zebra, xylophone, choose the most difficult words you please, I'll bust rhymes all over your shallow ass with ridiculous ease...
Doggystylin:
you sound like fucking bono from U2 trying to rap/
prevent the heart attack and step back/
your whole style and technique = weak and obsolete/
don't even have to rhyme at my peak, infact i could just hit delete/
you're arms are to short to box with god....
you're lungs are too small to hot box with god... and you're rhymes are too soft to battle rap with god/
so i'll pat you on the back and say good job/
I mean you really packed a punch
be on your way to school now and don't forget your bag, hope mommy made you lunch/
wow your style is turning me into elementary, i'm gone/
its all good though cause, i can still battle rap tom/
herpes:
wow siavash moved on from your mother and just raped you
lambosv21:
bono? lunch? arms to short to box with god? what shitty music have you been listening in on?/
i'm a little worried about you and how you construct a sentence, as if you felt more powerful by showing you can condense/
i laugh, get up drink some water, and come back. mainly because i expect you to be attacking back with some decent rap/ instead you
archive what looks to be generic and archived text. every time i read your response i want to take the gun out of your hand and shoot myself in the head!/
so please, look at the time posts and how it actually takes me some time to respond. i hope i'm not ruining all of your secrets, especially the incest story about your mom/
shortcuts:hit alt+s to submit. you give me so little content that I'm bored and reading this forums html script/
please listen in on a quick lesson to being creative; stop, breathe, and think about what you are going to say, I hope to god the world learns from your verbal disarray/
lets recap. stop, breathe, and think about what you want to say most, before you irrationally try to make some sense and type shit and click post.
Doggystylin:
this dude lambos is typing up fucking essays like he's in college/
you're no nas, you can't drop knowledge/
oh yeah and didn't you graduate?/
look at his rhymes and structure as it fluctuates/
bring me my mothafucking enchiladas and morphine/
before i kidnap your ex girlfriend and make that whore scream/
this mexican llama needs to get a reality check/
haven't you fuckin learned that you can't battle me yet?/
lets get back in the ops van so i can guide you/
so you won't have to go to mexico get caught by cops and and bribe fools/
i mean really lambos, i think you got the right tools/
but you just basically fucking suck dick and need to learn how to type too/
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